The time could not be lost, and the opportunity would never come again. Wei Shiqi was determined to have a glimpse of the situation in the outer realm. Taking advantage of the shattering of the void, he escaped into the outer realm with his sword, leaving a little bit of blood behind, like a signpost to guide the way, so that he could enter and exit in the future. The outer territory was hastily established. It was not very stable, and there was no real treasure to protect it. There were no mountains, rivers, grass, trees, birds, or beasts. The sky ridge was damaged and the ground was broken. Humans and monsters were trying their best to fight endlessly.
Looking up, one of the fighting parties is a monk from the Left Dao of the Immortal City, dressed as a feathered guest with a yellow crown, wearing a soaring crown on his head and a yin and yang cloak. The evil energy is rolling behind him, taking the shape of an evil dragon. The other is a big demon with three heads and six arms, and the legendary demon. The Mountain Lord is somewhat similar. His body is as hard as iron, his strength is immense, his roar is like thunder, and he never loses the wind.
After all, Hu Muxian had little knowledge. When he saw Shattered Void, he said that the two clans of humans and demons were fighting with great power. Every move and every move had the power to destroy the heaven and the earth. However, in the eyes of Wei Shiqi, the magical powers of both sides were meager. If it were not for the opening up of the outside world, For a long time, the Tianji earth veins are too fragile. With one person and one demon, even if he breaks his head, he cannot break the world.
But in this world, he can be considered a powerful person.
Master Pu of the Faxiang Sect glanced at Wei Shiqi, and his eyes fell on the Poison Dragon Sword. He was a little afraid for no reason. He had never seen such a person in the fairy city, but he was from the same lineage of the human race, so he could always be friends with him. He coughed, and just as he was about to say hello, the big demon had one of its arms broken off. He roared with ferocity and rushed forward, with four arms smashing down like a violent storm.
Taoist Pu sneered. The monster really has no brains. It has well-developed limbs and a simple mind. It relies on some brute force and does not know how to advance or retreat. However, it can be defeated ten times with one force. Its body is so strong that it is comparable to a magical weapon. Ordinary means cannot do anything to it. ——The next moment, a sword light shot up into the sky. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he heard a low dragon roar. There seemed to be a flash of spirit in the sword light, and the demonic power spurted out, smashing into the body of the big demon.
Yuan Ang stood frozen, like a puppet carved from clay and wood. It is said that before death, everything in the past rushed to his eyes, and it was a lifetime. Then at this moment, there was only deep fear in his chest, which was the oppression of the ancient demon, buried deep in the bone marrow. On weekdays, It is unconscious and unconscious, it explodes in an instant, seizing the body and mind, and there is no resistance at all.
His soul was shattered, his body disintegrated, and turned into flying ashes. Taoist Pu's expression changed again and again. He suddenly put away his Dharma sign, hurriedly picked up a cart, and flew away without looking back. He didn't care about any friendship. Are you kidding me? Killing the great demon Yuan Ang with one sword is so powerful and murderous. If there is any malicious intention, there will be nowhere to escape!
Wei Shiqi took back the Poison Dragon Sword and looked down. The big fish ate the small fish, and the small fish ate the shrimps. It was expected that the Horcrux was so lethal, but the Poison Dragon unexpectedly fought for the essence without authorization and ate a lot of them. So, I left less than half of the soup to kill myself, how shameless! Wei Shiqi flicked the sword and said: "What is given to you is yours. If you make a decision next time -" The spirit in the sword noticed his thoughts and disappeared in a flash, as if he was a little scared.
He returned the Poison Dragon Sword into its sheath, and realized that his speculations and suspicions had turned into facts. There was clearly a trace of abyssal blood in the great demon's essence, and the law of blood had come here to corrode the world. This matter Undoubtedly. But for him, this trace of abyss blood is the essence, a great tonic, and there is no need to care too much. The only thing he worries about is that if the abyss blood becomes the climate, the host and guest will change places. On the contrary, if you regard yourself as a resource, you must be on guard against it.
As soon as the thought fell, the blood energy lying in the heart orifices burst into action, and instantly traveled throughout the body, meridians, acupoints, flesh and blood, viscera. This mortal body has not recovered from its injuries, and has been transformed into the body of the abyss bit by bit. This will be a long process, and once it starts, it cannot be stopped. Originally, he wanted to wait for a while, but the situation suddenly changed, and the real threat suddenly came, and he could not help but follow the steps and deal with it calmly. Who is the opponent? Where are you at this moment? He knew nothing about it. Maybe it was a little demon in the wilderness, or maybe it was a young man on the street. His fortune was overturned, and his blood energy gathered and dispersed. The only thing he could do was to be the first to take the law of blood energy into his own hands.
The general trend of the world is overwhelming. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. Wei Shiqi has never thought about using his own power to fight against the law of blood and kill it from the root. Even in the land of the Three Realms, he can occupy all the time of heaven. The location is favorable and he doesn't have the confidence to do so. Only those who have been to the abyss and experienced bloody battles can understand the tyranny of flesh and blood, which invades like fire and devours all things. The disparity in fundamental laws cannot be smoothed out by human power.
But he had other plans. You cannot take it from the straight line, you must seek it from the song.
Wei Shiqi sensed it for a moment, and he knew clearly the strength and weakness of the blood energy within a hundred miles radius, all in front of his eyes. He picked a prey, swayed through the wind and sand, and chased it away.
Pu Daoren drove back to Jiuzhe Valley and entered the Faxiang Sect's residence. He exchanged a few perfunctory words with his disciple Yi Qian and went straight to see his senior brother Tian Sizhong.
The Immortal City is controlled by the powerful Xuanmen, and the heretical and heretical sects are waiting for them. Although they are not as good as each other on their own, they are still a considerable force when they join forces. The Faxiang Sect is one of the thirteen sects of Zuodao. It specializes in cultivating evil spirits. All its magical powers are based on the Faxiang. Its strength is as different as clouds and mud, and there is no trickery. The battle between the two clans of humans and monsters lasted for a long time, and they could not be divided day and night. This time, the Faxiang Sect was recruited by the Immortal City and went to the outside world to fight against the monsters. All twenty-three people were all outstanding figures in the sect. The reason for this was that their generation The evil spirit that has been cultivated can only grow stronger after a life-and-death fight. Sitting in the fairy city is just a waste of life and is of no use to the Tao.
Tian Sizhong is the eldest son of the Faxiang Sect and the next head of the clan. He has a strong evil spirit and does not think of anyone else. Pu Taoist has a close personal relationship with him and always discusses with him first and makes decisions before making any decisions. Tian Sizhong happened to have not left Jiuzhe Valley and was drinking alone to have fun. When he saw his junior brother visiting, he invited him to taste the contents of the cup and watch the female musicians singing and dancing.
Over time, if one is immersed in evil spirits, one's mind will inevitably become distorted and violent. Most people in the Faxiang sect will seek out some worldly hobbies to distract themselves and calm their mind. There is a magic weapon in Tian Si, which is called "Play in a Pot". Mother Xi made a pot, which contained a mirage. When it was poured out of the case, it could transform into a three-foot-tall female musician. Her singing and dancing appearance was no different from that of a real person.
Seeing that he was in high spirits, Pu Taoist kept his business quiet and took out a burnt yellow gourd from his bag, rubbed it several times, poured out the new brew and shared it with his senior brother. His gourd is also a magical weapon. Put water, rice, wine, and koji into it, rub it, and it will become fine wine in an instant. It may be clear and refreshing, or mellow. Unfortunately, it cannot be stored for a long time. It will be lost in three days. It must be drunk immediately. .
The moon is rare, the colorful clouds are easy to disperse, the good things in the world are full of shortcomings, the girl's music in the pot can only be three feet, and the wine in the gourd can only last three days. This is also a helpless thing. The two of them finished their glasses of wine, took a break from watching the singing and dancing, and then turned to the main topic.
