Daoying

Chapter 723: The Battle of Scarlet Eyes (2): The Ultimate Three Questions
"This is!--"

All the monks in the sky were shocked, with incredible light in their eyes.

Xie Huan's nine souls stood in the air, each of them made hand gestures, drove magic weapons, and blocked Fei Tong's nine formless blood demons.

"How can this be……"

Fei Tong was also confused for a moment, but her eyes immediately became clear: "Interesting!"

She uttered three words lightly, her voice as cold as ice, without the previous teasing and lightheartedness. The next moment, she raised her head and screamed, "Kill!"

The long hair behind him flew up like a waterfall of blood, and thousands of resentful souls between his sleeves let out shrill howls at the same time.

The sky was suddenly divided into more than ten chaotic battlefields. Nine formless blood demons and Xie Huan's nine spirits started a terrifying fight. The terrifying energy turbulence rushed in all directions, causing Ming Wuchen's barrier and the island protection formation to flicker.

Kaneki and the others were surprised and happy, with mixed feelings.

They were all overlords who ruled their own regions and had a very high opinion of themselves. Although Xie Huan's reputation had risen rapidly in recent years, in their eyes, he was just a talented junior. If he wanted to reach the same strength and status as them, he would need at least a thousand years of practice...

But the horrific battle before them completely overturned their cognition.

Among them, the ones with the blankest brains are Xu Hong and Yan Wuya. Xu Hong has been watching Xie Huan's growth all the way, and sees him as a thorn in his side. He always wants to get rid of him as soon as possible, but he fails every time. After a few times, he has grown to a point that is difficult for him to understand.

Yan Wuya was so shocked that he could not speak. Instead, he remained silent and even depressed.

Xie Huan's attainments in puppets were not inferior to his. The various magical powers he displayed this time, the great holy body, and the nine primordial spirits were earth-shattering and unheard of.

He suddenly felt old.

Mo Shu and Yan Wuya who were standing beside them looked at each other with deep confusion and disbelief. If Xie Huan's puppet technique was really as Yan Wuya said, then how could he have achieved such horrific results in the dual cultivation of magic and body?

Yan Wuya smiled bitterly. He didn't know how to explain it. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and experienced it himself, he wouldn't believe it no matter who said it.

The three faces of the formless blood demon respectively displayed magical powers. The tears on the crying face turned into "Soul-devouring Poison Rain", "Inner Demon Ripples" burst out between the fangs of the smiling face, and the angry face spewed out Samadhi True Fire, sweeping across the sky.

Xie Huan's sword formation was riddled with holes. Although the nine souls blocked it for a moment, they were suppressed to the limit and kept retreating.

"The end, it really is the strength of the end!"

Kaneki's pupils suddenly shrank and his face became gloomy again.

When Fei Tong activated the Formless Blood Demon for the second time, he emitted a power fluctuation that was comparable to his.

Kaneki's hands clenched again, the previous question coming to his mind again.

Hearing this, Xu Hong's face suddenly changed, and he also became nervous, thinking whether he should take action. If he did, how many people could help him? Relying on himself or the power of the Merchant Alliance alone, it would be impossible to compete with the Dao Yin in front of him. He could only bring disgrace upon himself and be reduced to ashes.

Suddenly, Xie Huan formed seals with his hands, and his aura suddenly rose. The immortal emblem in his body suddenly lit up, and the bright starlight poured out like the Milky Way, flowing through his meridians throughout his body.

In an instant, the originally suppressed golden light of the holy body was stained with a layer of transparent luster like colored glass, and the shadows of the thirty-two victorious forms transformed into crystal clear colored glass treasures, each of which was emitting a star-like glow.

The nine great spirits trembled at the same time, and the magic weapons around them shone brightly - the red and black sword energy of the Divine Sword surged like a dragon, the Nine Hells Dragon Suppressing Tower glowed as solid as black jade, and the ripples of the Moon Wheel spread layer by layer...

The power of the soul of "Yuan Zong Hua Zhen Hun Jue" merged with the power of the holy body's golden light, the fairy emblem, the blue dragon, and unexpectedly manifested a hazy star ring behind Xie Huan. The vast momentum surged towards the sea of ​​blood, and unexpectedly blocked the pressure of the formless blood demon!

"boom!--"

The sky was distorted by this change, and the void was torn apart by the confrontation of power between the two sides, leaving dark gaps.

The Mirror Emperor's colored glaze barrier and the island protection formation were under pressure again. Although the Dragon God Island was protected, groans could be heard from within the earth veins as if they were overwhelmed.

"This is!——" Everyone's pupils suddenly shrank and their faces became extremely serious.

"Middle stage of divine transformation!"

Xu Hong's face suddenly changed and he blurted out.

The members of the Elder Council were all shocked. When they defeated Zhang Yunhua some time ago, he was still in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm. Now he has directly advanced to the middle stage. Was he hiding before, or did he break through during this period?

The cultivators who had been watching Xie Huan grow up, such as Xu Hong, Liu Mian, Tong Tong, Shuang Ci and others, were all extremely shocked and felt mixed emotions.

"This kid... is really good!"

It took Kaneki a while to come back to his senses, his eyes sparkling with admiration, but there was still worry in his voice.

Even he had not seen through Xie Huan's true realm.

"Middle stage of the Spiritualization Realm... Is this your true realm and full strength?"

The pupils of Fei Tong reflected a glow of blood red and colored glaze, and her voice was cold and low.

It has been so many years since she entered the final stage of the Spiritual Transformation, and she has long forgotten the feeling of being challenged by someone of a higher level.

Those so-called geniuses are nothing more than ants in her eyes.

But the man before her, with his body in the middle stage of Spirit Transformation, was actually challenging her Blood Demon Path that she had practiced for a thousand years!
Feitong's fingertips pinched into her palm unconsciously, and scarlet blood seeped out from between her fingers, forming a strange blood flower on the "Endless Blood River" pattern on her robe.

"Is this the power of the 'weapon'? Xie Huan, the stronger you are... the more excited I am! Haha!"

Fei Tong suddenly laughed excitedly, opened his arms, and the sea of ​​blood boiled. Billions of resentful souls broke free from the sea of ​​blood, surrounded the nine formless blood demons, and killed Xie Huan's nine souls.

"kill!--"

The three faces of the Formless Blood Demon twisted at the same time, and as he swung his six arms, every strike was wrapped with the scarlet runes of the "Seven Evils Soul-Devouring Curse". Wherever it passed, even the laws were corroded with dark cracks!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The two forces collided violently, everything was shattered, and there was extreme chaos.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Fei Tong's crazy and wanton laughter was like a bloody blade scraping at bones, penetrating the raging energy storm and echoing throughout the battlefield, as if she was enjoying the ultimate pleasure.

"madman!"

Almost all the monks cursed inwardly.

Although Xie Huan blocked the nine formless blood demons, he was under tremendous pressure. The golden light of his holy body was corroded by the blood evil, his skin felt like it was being bitten by thousands of ants, and every inch of his flesh and blood felt severe pain.

Moreover, the nine primordial spirits felt the pain of corrosion. Their bodies were covered with the "Seven Evils Soul-devouring Curse" and were enveloped in blood, corroding to their origins.

“Even if you have mid-stage cultivation, a great saint body, a half-dragon body, nine primordial spirits, an immortal fetus, many spiritual treasures, ancient treasures, and sword formations, which are enough to bring out a strength comparable to the end, but that is only comparable, not the real end!”

Fei Tong stopped laughing crazily, stepped forward in the air, blood surging between her sleeves: "Have you ever touched the comprehension of the laws and the tempering of will at the end of the transformation of the spirit?
"Have you ever understood the enlightenment of life and death at the end of this spiritual path?

She gently stroked the teardrop mole with her fingertips, and the blood in her eyes flowed like a galaxy: "And the ultimate question that transcends the boundaries between immortals and mortals - what is eternity? Have you ever thought about it?"

(End of this chapter)