Blood sacrifice to millions of zombies, I will be a demon cultivator in the apocalypse

Chapter 222 The five parties reveal the truth and turn the demon into a puppet. Under the golden elixir, they are all ants.
"The five directions reveal the truth, and the blood demon turns into a puppet. With my choice, we conclude a contract. Give them all to me!"

This time, he clearly sensed a hint of inherent danger. For the first time, Lord Blood Mist's majestic face revealed a hint of uneasiness.

A huge bloody light emitted from his body, and a passage seemed to be formed behind him. With one transformed into five, tall blood-colored demonic bodies appeared in front of him.

One two three four five...

Five huge figures gradually appeared, standing in front of Lord Blood Mist. Each one exuded no less than the level of a monk in the Zifu period.

The terrifying breath of blood evil continued to erode the surrounding air, and the vibrating blood mist spread outward like a living monster.

It has to be said that even if they are both great monks in the later period of Zifu, Venerable Blood Mist and Bao Xuzi, the Supreme Elder of Jinque Sect, are almost the same in cultivation, but in terms of difficulty in dealing with them, two or three Baoxuzi together may not necessarily be able to deal with them. He is the opponent of the controller of Blood Mist Abyss City.

The city lord who can take charge of a magic city is indeed a wily and calculating person.

Moreover, his cultivation techniques are special and his preparations are even more abundant, except for the head of the Sun family who fell into his hands this time.

He actually owns four blood puppets.

Each statue represents the life of a Zifu monk.

Standing on the piles of bones, Lord Blood Mist seems to be only one person, but including the blood puppets and the twelve-winged sky fire dragon centipede, he has the combat power of six Zifu realms in his hands.

Although the monks lost their original sanity after being refined into blood puppets and their own strength was severely weakened, they can still exert great combat power under the control of Lord Blood Mist.

Two against one, two blood puppets working together are enough to deal with a Zifu monk of the same realm.

The twelve-winged Sky Fire Dragon Centipede can at least fight one against two, or even one against three.

Coupled with the powerful strength possessed by the Blood Mist Venerable himself, it is enough to crush all opponents at the same stage below the pill formation stage.

It can be said that at this moment, Venerable Blood Mist holds at least five top combat powers in the Zifu realm in his hands.

At this level, even if he encounters Bao Xuzi, he will be completely crushing.

Even without any effort, most of the monks in the same realm can be eliminated.

"Chenlong, I am very interested in your secrets. If you are willing to hand it over, I can consider sparing your life..."

"I advise you to be captured without any hesitation, so as not to suffer any physical pain!"

Summoning the five blood puppets at once, the Blood Mist Lord was no longer hidden. Surrounded by the blood mist, his body became taller and taller, as if he were a demon god coming out of the bloody channel.

The strong blood energy turned into ferocious magic armor. In front of him was a huge skull, with a cold green light emitting from his eyes, giving people an irresistible feeling of suffocation!
The boiling blood energy formed a huge wave, and if the substantial part covered the body of the Blood Mist Venerable, it condensed into the cold blood demon armor.

His body was already tall, but at this moment, the surging blood evil energy was released, making him look like a blood-colored god and demon.

The terrifying momentum formed a huge bloody face behind Lord Blood Mist.

The twisted blood-colored face had empty eye sockets, covering a radius of a hundred meters. It opened its mouth wide and let out a silent roar, like a concussive storm, violently spreading outward.

The shaking storm swept in circles, hitting Zheng Yi's surroundings, forming a twisted ripple.

His face was indifferent, and he had no fear of the Blood Mist Lord who was wearing the Blood Demon Armor and whose aura was soaring. He even watched his aura soaring with interest.

But in Zheng Yi's eyes, in the deepest part of the pupils, wisps of extreme gold are quietly gathering, condensing into a bright golden light. It is the powerful power of the soul that is at work.

After condensing the soul space and evolving into the soul villain, his spiritual will has entered another level. Even without relying on magic power, he can mentally influence real material events in a flash of his mind.

With a random movement in his heart, an endless spiritual storm instantly evolved, forming a defensive barrier around him to withstand the onslaught of bloody craziness.

This is derived from the spiritual level, the quality gap after the transformation of the soul.

No matter who the opponent is, and to what extent his spirit and soul have been increased, as long as he does not exceed the limit and break through the invisible but real ceiling, Zheng Yi will never be able to reach his limit.

This is equivalent to natural sand and gravel, which is loose and loose, but once it is piled up and built into a fortress, it can form the strongest defense.

At this moment, the spirit villain has evolved, and Zheng Yi's control over the power of his spirit has already risen, and he has entered an unimaginable situation.

It's like evolving directly from the cold weapon era of the feudal dynasty to the hot weapon era of Gatling in hand. If you don't understand it personally, you can't guess how big the gap between the two sides is.

This is the essential gap in the origin of the soul, the collision of eggs and stones.

There has always been a saying in the world of immortality that all people under the elixir are just ants.

Only the golden elixir avenue is the starting point for embarking on the road to immortality.

Don't look at the Zifu monks dancing happily in the Three Mountains Desolate Realm, but in fact, only Jin Dan is the real boss behind the scenes.

Otherwise, Taiyin Xuantian Sect would not have closed its doors for thousands of years and would still be the only leader in this land.

For the great masters in the Nascent Soul stage, there is no essential difference between them whether they are Qi training, foundation building, or Zifu monks.

However, even a Yuanying stage monk will pay special attention to a cultivator who is successful in cultivation and has entered the realm of golden elixir. He will be given a certain degree of respect and status, and he can be called "fellow Taoist".

This shows that both parties are fellow travelers on the path of cultivating immortality, and the other party's conduct is respected by the monks in the Nascent Soul stage.This is the actual gap, and it is also the difference in the origin of immortality.

Although it is said that immortal cultivators go against the will of nature, step by step, they gradually transform into immortals, shed their mortal bodies, and achieve the appearance of immortals.

But in fact, even the monks in the Zifu period are only mortal bodies and have not broken away from the human category. They only rely on the magic power they have cultivated and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to exert their many potential characteristics.

But once a monk understands the golden elixir method and sets foot in the realm of elixir formation, he completely bids farewell to his mortal body. In fact, he has transformed into a completely different kind of creature.

Rising from the human race, but already higher than the human race.

Transformed into a strange bloodline like some ancient species and innate races, this is the truth of the Golden Elixir Avenue.

It represents the perfect body that a living being constantly refines itself, evolves step by step, and finally reaches.

Not to mention anything else, it is just that the soul space evolves into a soul villain, condenses its own spirit into substance, and affects the real world with the power of the void soul. This level has long been impossible for ordinary flesh to do.

Now Zheng Yi has taken this step. Although he is not a true monk in the alchemy stage, his soul has undergone transformation and has a trace of the strange abilities of an alchemy monk.

In other words, even if he can't use any magic power, relying on his strong mental suppression, even if the Zifu Dzogchen monk plays a big sword in front of Zheng Yi, that is, in front of Guan Gong, he will see the opportunity in everything.It may not hurt others, but it will definitely hurt yourself.

"Chenlong, you, a junior, still dare not show your true face to others until today. You must not be an unknown person even in the Three Mountains Wilderness."

"Although I don't know who you are, I don't actually need to know your identity. Since you are looking for death, then treat this place as your burial place and keep it forever."

Lord Blood Mist was dressed in blood-red magic armor. Although he said this, his face was gloomy, indicating that his heart was not as calm as his tone.

His eyes glowed with a strange blood light, and he stared intently at the strange monk wearing the Chenlong mask, feeling a bit of deep fear in his heart.

Previously, Wei Xu had gone beyond his expectations and even risked his life to explode his formation compass to send this person out. Lord Blood Mist felt bad.

He himself is a heroic figure, ruthless and ruthless. He has known Master Wei Xu for hundreds of years, so he naturally knows the temperament of this formation master.

He was thinking about his direct granddaughter. If he had not faced a fatal blow and had a better choice, he would never have been willing to sacrifice himself to save others and give up his life so simply.

In other words, the reason why Wei Xu fought desperately and was willing to die was that he put all his hopes on the mysterious monk "Chen Long" whose identity he did not even know.

In fact, before coming here, Wei Xu had already exchanged information with his old friend, so he knew the identities of Zi Mouse, Mao Rabbit and Yin Hu beforehand.

But this Chen Long came in suddenly, and his true identity was concealed by Wei Xu even from his old friend.

Originally, Lord Blood Mist thought that this person would be a variable, and wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to let him die in the clearance passage. Unexpectedly, this person was very good at passing the levels one after another. In the end, it turned out to be a big deal for him. The chess piece.

This made Lord Blood Mist have murderous intention towards him, which had already reached its peak.

It was just that the Blood Mist Formation was exploded by Wei Xu Luopan at that time, and Chen Long disappeared mysteriously. He disappeared from the formation like a ball of air, which shocked the Lord Blood Mist.

But now, he felt even more frightened, feeling that the person in front of him was his life and death enemy.

Once you are about to take a wrong step, what awaits you is an abyss of eternal destruction.

Lord Blood Mist couldn't remember how long it had been since he had this weird feeling of impending disaster.

When was the last time you had this soul-trembling feeling?
It seemed that he had just entered the foundation-building stage, and when he was very satisfied and felt that the world was big and he could conquer anything, he encountered a Zifu giant eagle soaring through the sky in the wild forest of Mangshan Mountain.

The powerful aura intimidation from the creatures in the Zi Mansion, as well as the terrifying intimidation from the suppression of life instinct and bloodline, he still remembers deeply until now.

But in comparison, what frightened Lord Blood Mist was that even that time, the feeling given to him was not as strong as the sense of crisis brought to him by the strange monk wearing the Chenlong mask in front of him.

Fortunately, the current situation seems to be still under his control. Lord Blood Mist is extremely confident in the blood mist formation he has arranged in advance, which contains the powerful ability to kill the monks of the Purple Mansion.

Coupled with the existence of the five blood puppets, even if this Chenlong is extremely powerful, it is not a pill.

Lord Blood Mist would never believe that he was incapable of fighting.

"Go!"

A strange bloody light flashed in the pupils, and the blood demon's evil energy surged into the sky. With a wave of his hand, five powerful and abnormal blood puppets burst out at the same time.

The powerful force shook the space, bringing an unimaginable strong impact.

Like five long bloody dragons, they rushed towards Zheng Yi.

The surging blood tide filled the air, and the boiling blood mist was like giant pythons, spreading their sharp fangs and flying over the sky, as if to completely cover the area where Zheng Yi was.

"Fellow Taoist Styx, if you don't take action now, how long will you wait?!"

Facing the vicious and terrifying blood puppet and the overwhelming tide of blood coming from the surrounding area, Zheng Yi's expression remained unchanged and he spoke softly.

Leave professional matters to professionals!

Zheng Yi initially evolved into a spirit villain, with extremely powerful mental power, but the energy consumption was too severe, which was not very comfortable for him.

Now that he has a right-hand assistant, he is happy to be free.

The secret method practiced by Lord Blood Mist has a very ancient origin. It was obtained from an ancient monk's cave when he mistakenly broke into the Demon Dao Mountain Gate in his early years. The blood puppet refined with the Blood Mist Formation has the fighting instinct of his life and is controlled by Blood Demon Armor is an existence between demon spirits and puppets.

The five blood puppets are almost the limit that he can bear. With the help of the blood mist formation and the power of the blood demon armor gathered by the five blood puppets, the blood mist master is confident that even the Zifu Dzogchen monks cannot is his opponent.

They will be suppressed by him until they are killed.

But for Zheng Yi, as long as it is a foreign object, there must be a gap between it and the main body. He can rely on the powerful maneuverability of the soul villain to compete with Lord Blood Mist for control of this demon spirit.

At this point, he could naturally see that whether it was the Blood Mist Formation or the five blood puppets, the core center of their operation was the strange Blood Demon Armor of Lord Blood Mist.

Although for Zheng Yi, a direct confrontation with the Blood Demon Armor was just a matter of overturning.

But leaving it to Taoist Styx can be regarded as clearing the door.

After all, this is the ancestor of the Blood Demon Path.

The incarnation of Taoist Styx is the doomsday world. It was born according to some strange rules. It is based on the blood fountain of the underworld and the ancestor of zombies, the magic bat Cain. It will eventually devour infinite blood and evolve into an ancestor-level monster. It is born to play with blood. of connoisseurs.

He even reopened the road, established a path in the end, and gave birth to the powerful Blood River Asura clan.

The sea of ​​blood does not dry up, and the Styx does not die.

How can a heretic creation like the Blood Demon Armor be compared? There is an essential difference between the two sides.

boom!
As Zheng Yi's voice fell lightly, in an instant, a thunder echoed across the world.

But he saw that behind Zheng Yi, a bloody river suddenly flowed out of the endless void, like a blood dragon, standing across the sky.

It was like a huge and boundless blood-colored bridge, exuding a suffocating blood evil. The moment it arrived, without saying a word, it rushed directly into the surging blood mist formation.

rumble!

The blood river vibrated, like a living creature, and like a whale sucking into the sea. It seemed to swallow up the whole world, swallowing up the blood scattered around. The surging blood mist twisted crazily, struggling violently like a living creature, but Still being swallowed up by the deeper and deeper river of blood like a tide.

(End of this chapter)