From Chapter Seven of Xuanjun

Somewhere in Qingzhou, in an underground stone room, a sarcophagus exploded, and the people inside sat up in shock.

The man looked young and handsome, but the blood in his eyes was too bright, giving him a ferocious look.

"The world is invincible, if you don't avenge this revenge, this old man calls him Blood River in vain."

When he recalled the previous scene, he really hated it to the extreme, with a murderous look on his face.

However, just as the person's voice fell, a grand thought suddenly descended, and the invisible power of the thought affected the reality, turning into indescribable chaos and covering the figure who had just emerged from the coffin.

"The world..."

He screamed out in shock, but he didn't want the chaos to flood his body and block all his words.There was even a chewing sound from inside, like a monster enjoying food.

After a while, when the chaos dissipated, a figure gradually turned into flying ash and dispersed throughout the room.

The underground stone chamber returned to calm again.

At the same time, in a certain place in Yunzhou, there was an old man walking in the mountains and forests. He felt a sudden feeling, and blood flashed in his eyes.

"It's not good, the power of invincibility in the world is far superior to the past, and it can..."

Before he could say a word, the shadow of chaos appeared in his eyes, and he continued with the unfinished words: "It can directly erode your incarnation, right?"

Even if the main body falls into the hands of Shen Yi, the old man Xuehe still has a spare tire. As long as the blood god son he cultivated does not die, this one will still have a chance to make a comeback.

However, Shen Yi may not be very good at other aspects, but this splitting consciousness and eroding will, he dares to say that it binds all practitioners from ancient times to the present, and they are not as good as him.

The last time, the old man Xuehe was plotted against by Shen Yi, but it was just that the blood god son lost control, and it was not to the point where he is now, but this time it is not necessarily the case.

His body was controlled by Shen Yi, which was even worse than when the Buddhists faced Shen Yi.As long as Shen Yi followed the connection and descended everywhere, he would be able to completely kill the old man Xuehe.

As for the Blood God Son, it is impossible to establish or sever contact at will like the main body.

This method of becoming thousands of incarnations must have a core, otherwise it is very easy to get out of control.This point, even Shen Yi is no exception.

Old man Xuehe's self-awareness only felt that he was like a little white rabbit running away in a hurry, being chased and killed by fierce beasts, as long as he was slow, he would be in a desperate situation.

At this moment, Yunzhou, Shuzhou, Zhongzhou, Dongzhou...all over the states, either attached to the body of the entity, or existed in the body of the shadow of the blood, one after another, the sons of the blood gods were recovering, are rapidly eroded.

In the land of Shuzhou, as soon as a blood shadow moved, chaos descended here.

In the land of Zhongzhou, before the old man Xuehe fully took over the host body, he found that a sense of chaos had permeated his whole body.

Most of the souls in Zhongzhou have Shen Yi's blood flowing in their bodies, and the back road arranged by the old man Xuehe here has been cut off from the very beginning.

He had to swear and move immediately.

'The connection with the main body must be severed. '

In the past, I wished that the connection could be as close as possible, lest the avatar be disconnected at a critical moment, but now I wished to unplug the network cable, so as not to be taken over by others.

The consciousness of the ego shifted rapidly among the blood gods, and finally, the old man Xuehe opened his eyes in a pool of blood.

In the center of the blood-red palace, blood sparkled and blood-red ripples rippling, a young man with red eyes suddenly broke through the water, stood in the air, and his majestic blood was wanton and turbulent.

"seal up."

I saw him raise his arms, the blood pool flowed backwards, and the rich blood qi melted into all parts of the hall, lighting up bloody lines.

A large formation enveloped the palace, isolating the inside and outside, and finally cut off the connection before the chaos came.

"call--"

The young man couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and fell from the air to the pool of blood, turning the blood into a robe and wrapping it around his body.

It's finally safe.

This chase ended here, and the desperate threat didn't swallow him up.

"The world is invincible, the old man said, the old man will come back." The young man let out a stern voice.

At this time, there was a sudden wave coming from the entrance of the hall, and a blood shadow flickered, revealing a blurred outline.

It's the Gorefiend of Nine Heavens.

The old man Xuehe was startled in his heart at first, but when he saw the blood shadow, he finally calmed down, and sighed that he was suspicious at this moment, and his mind that had been cultivated for many years was fed to dogs after this battle.

"The old man should have said that no one is allowed to enter this place without the old man's permission," the old man Xuehe said gloomyly, "Junior Brother Jiuxiao, you'd better give me a reason that satisfies the old man."

As soon as the blood shadow turned, the fuzzy outline suddenly changed, and suddenly turned into a blood-colored donkey standing upright, chewing its mouth and showing an intriguing smile, "Reason? Is this enough?"

He put his two front hooves together, and suddenly called out loudly: "I respectfully invite Hunyuan Wuji Taixu Daojun, the sixth day of the world of desire, and Xuanjun who is invincible in the world to come."

A thick blood light emerged above the head of the Jiuxiao Gorefiend, outlining a distorted talisman, which made the old man Xuehe feel familiar, and the chaotic atmosphere that made his heart tremble came again.

"You—Jiu Xiao, how dare you betray this old man!" The old man Xuehe gritted his teeth.

"How fresh, isn't it just a betrayal? Isn't this what we are best at when we are in the devil's way?"

The Jiuxiao Gorefiend couldn't help sneering, "Back then, I was hunted down by the Lingmen bandit Bald, and I sent a message to ask for help from the sect. Who intercepted my plea for help?"

"If I hadn't been imprisoned for nearly a hundred years, I would be the Grandmaster of the Tianbang now, and I would be the master of the Blood God Abyss."

When the blood demon donkey said this, he couldn't help but think of the years behind bars, "A hundred years, a hundred years, do you know how I have lived these 100 years?"

He is a giant in the way of magic, but he heard the Buddha's teachings and heard that the old man became a Buddha, and he was a big brother in the way of blood who hadn't eaten meat for a whole hundred years.

Whenever he recalled these years, the Gorefiend of Nine Heavens would itch his teeth with hatred.

"Blood River, let me die!"

Amidst the tearful accusations of the Blood Demon of Nine Heavens, the blood-colored talisman was stained with chaos, transforming into a human silhouette, and the formation "Nine Turns Blood River Chariot" covering the main hall appeared a large area of ​​strange colors, and the dark energy was rapidly assimilating the great hall. array of arrays.

"meet again."

Shen Yi's consciousness came here, and he smiled at the old man Xuehe who had changed his appearance: "You will indeed come back, but the time to come back is a bit early."

As early as the front foot had just escaped from birth, he saw Shen Yi again on the back foot.

The air of chaos lingers around, and through the transformation of reality and reality, the invisible thoughts are transformed into tangible air, and they begin to assimilate the world.And that human silhouette is gradually three-dimensional and plump, manifesting a human shape like a dark nebula.

This is the last son of the blood god, and the retreat of the old man Xuehe will be cut off here.

The chaotic figure leaped forward, bringing up an overwhelming undercurrent.