Data cultivation, I observe immortality in the five elements

Chapter 264 The art of gathering fog, siege, and help

You must know that most of the monks who come to take the Soul Refining Sect's assessment are in the early to mid-stage of foundation building.

There are very few monks above the level of cultivation in the later stages of foundation building.

In the final analysis, it is because of the magic method!

It will cause the demonic monk's blood to wither, which will further affect the lifespan to be greatly reduced.

Over a long period of time, if there is no subsequent advanced magic skills to replenish the depleted blood.

Ordinary demonic monks would have died long ago.

With only a few basic blood energy cultivation methods, few can survive beyond the middle stage of foundation building.

Because the energy system of blood and energy requires not only absorbing other people's blood essence to strengthen one's body, but also refining one's own blood and energy.

Only by integrating the two can a higher level of power be achieved.

This is the reason why most of the demonic monks present have the symptom of declining blood energy.

In the early and middle stages of foundation building, people are already gray-haired. If they had waited until the cultivation reached the late stage of foundation building, I am afraid that people would have turned into a handful of dust.

On the fourth day, many people took the initiative to start a fight.

Many monks find an opponent at will after knowing that other people's blood essence can improve their own cultivation.

Fight with it.

Furthermore, the entire blood pool space became extremely chaotic.

Luo Yan still stood quietly on his boulder, with a sword formation set up next to him.

Many people saw this, but no one came over to provoke him.

Always pick the soft persimmons first.

There is no need to provoke an old turtle like Luo Yan who is huddled aside for the time being.

There are still more than half of people like him who stand out independently and do not get involved in the battle.

Even if you swallow the blood essence of others, it can be transformed into your own cultivation.

But this was only the fourth day, and their rationality told them that there was no need to fight to the death so early.

Although previously established rules have been disregarded to some extent.

At this time, another bloody light suddenly rose, dyeing half of the sky red.

The sky, which was already blood-like, became scarleter.

In the sea of ​​blood, an old man with high cheekbones and skinny cheeks appeared. The blood that spilled out of his body was extremely rich.

"Seeing other people fighting makes me feel itchy. Which Taoist brother would like to come out and give me a lesson?"

The blood-clothed Taoist looked at the people beside him with deep eyes.

Unfortunately, there was no response.

If we only evaluate him based on his aura, the aura of the Taoist in Blood Clothes is very powerful.

If you can avoid fighting it, avoid it.

At this moment, a burly man standing in the corner suddenly brightened his eyes.

He noticed a very familiar aura, so he immediately stood up and flew over quickly.

"Hahaha, Old Blood Demon, we are really enemies!"

"I didn't expect you to participate in this kind of trial!"

In the crowd, a burly man laughed and flew closer.

He was wearing a black robe, and part of his skin was exposed like fine steel.

He is a relatively rare physical cultivator in the world of immortality, and his blood energy is very strong!

Facing such a depleted monk, he was naturally fearless.

"Damn it, Wu Wenbo, it's you!"

"You've destroyed my blood clone many times, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet!"

The face of the bloody-robed Taoist had turned gloomy.

Because of the characteristics of his skills, he would have many disadvantages when faced with a body that could withstand attacks from magical weapons.

Therefore, he was at a disadvantage in many previous confrontations with the burly man.

Now that enemies are meeting, they are particularly jealous.

"You have harmed my people before and killed innocent people indiscriminately. With the power of blood clones, you have escaped my pursuit many times."

"Now that you are in this closed space, let me see where you are going to hide!"

"I will turn you into a corpse today!"

Wu Wenbo suddenly changed his face, with a look of hatred on his face.

Thinking of his innocent people, the hatred in his heart became unbearable.

"They are just some ants that have not yet embarked on the path of cultivation. Why are they so entangled?"

"It's still too late for you to retreat now, don't force me!"

The Taoist priest in blood clothes was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.

He once happened to see a small tribe in a certain mountain forest.

It happened that his blood was dry at that time and he needed to make up for his losses, so he gave the mountain tribe a blood sacrifice.

I never thought that I would be targeted by Wu Wenbo from then on.

His blood clones went out many times and were blown up.

It just so happened that this guy was still practicing physical cultivation, and ordinary techniques had no effect on him at all.

This gave the old man in blood a headache.

Since there is no way to avoid it, let's decide between life and death.

"go with!"

The blood-clothed Taoist waved his hand, and a scarlet glow spread quickly, like a large sea of ​​blood, pouring forward.

In this sea of ​​blood, a series of hideous and terrifying humanoid creatures appeared faintly. They opened their mouths and bit into the burly man with a kind of suction.

"Another blood-sea vengeful spirit? Nothing new at all!"

"Watch me blow you up!"

The burly man clenched his fists, and a shuddering aura erupted from his body.

A long magic weapon stick appeared in his hand.

The long fine iron rod rose in the wind, turned into a giant stick three feet in size, and smashed down hard.

"Boom!"

The long stick of the magic weapon seemed to be surrounded by a huge force, and when it was smashed hard, it was like the ancient god of war came to the world, and there was boundless evil energy rushing towards it.

The sea of ​​​​blood was instantly dispersed by this stick, and then exploded in the air, scattering and overflowing.

"Old Blood Demon, you are too weak!"

"How dare you use this little trick to embarrass yourself!"

The burly man roared loudly, and his figure suddenly grew to a size of one foot, showing great power.

It feels like it has some ancient supernatural powers and can control the heavens and the earth.

But those who set their sights on this battle understand.

The burly man's body shape change just now was actually just the use of his own flesh and blood by the second-level physical training.

It does not belong to the magical arts!

He can grow from an eight-foot-long man to several times his stature, like a ferocious beast in human form.

The burly man's Qi instantly became many times stronger.

The corrosive aura brought out by the bloody sea fell on the burly man's steel-like body, but it had no effect at all!

The burly man smiled ferociously and strode towards the blood-clothed Taoist not far away.

"Die to me!"

Another stick fell, the stick wind spread dozens of feet, and it hit straight ahead.

"Too deceiving!"

The blood-robed Taoist was so angry that as a foundation-building demon cultivator, when had he ever been so wronged?

Being chased and beaten!

"Blood God Son, come out!"

The face of the Taoist in blood was cold and full of chill.

He made a secret with both hands, and the energy and blood all over his body surged, and streaks of magic light emerged, entangled in the sea of ​​blood.

Then he opened his mouth and sprayed out again, and the pale corpse fire burned fiercely.

The sea of ​​blood, corpse fire, and humanoid souls mixed together, and then rushed towards the burly man.

"Gather!"

The pale flames burning in the sea of ​​blood made the souls of the dead feel a little burning, and then lingered around the burly man's side.

Surrounding it, the long magic weapon stick was corroded to the point of making a chirping sound.     “You can’t hide!”

The burly man turned a blind eye to the pale corpse fire attached to his body, and the strange and bloody evil spirit ignored it.

Even if his body was severely damaged as a result, he didn't care.

Full of resentment.

The burly man shouted loudly, his long hair dancing wildly, and with a wave of the long stick in his hand, the red light surged into the sky, shaking the blood pool space.

Every time his stick fell, it actually landed on the sea of ​​blood transformed by the Taoist in Blood Clothes.

It stirred up ripples one after another.

The burly man seemed not to notice, and like a mad bull, he smashed into the sea of ​​blood crazily.

The Taoist in Blood Clothes practices the ancient Blood Demon Technique. As long as his blood does not dry up, he will not die.

Not a moment later, another figure of the Taoist in blood emerged from the sea of ​​blood.

"I don't believe it, I can't kill you today!"

The face of the burly man was ferocious, his pupils were wide open and filled with bloodshot eyes.

Obviously, the blood-clothed Taoist's resentful spirit technique also caused great harm to him.

It’s just that the physique of the physique is strong, and the endurance and recovery ability are extremely strong!

The burly man endured the severe pain and wanted to kill the Taoist in blood!

Even if he was seriously injured, he would not care.

I just want to exchange injuries for injuries, and I want to completely beat the bloody Taoist to death here!

Great revenge!

Rumble!

The sea of ​​​​blood filled the air, and the corpse fire was cold and intertwined with the reverberation of the magic weapon and the long stick, scattering pieces of bloody brilliance!

"Die to me!"

"broken!"

The burly man shouted loudly, and slammed the long stick in his hand. The dense red light formed into pieces, and charged forward, smashing the sea of ​​​​blood!

In the explosion, the demonic shadow in the sea of ​​​​blood dissipated and turned into a heat wave of blood and energy, sweeping in all directions.

"Cough cough."

The Taoist in blood was bleeding to the ground, and his figure became extremely dim against the sea of ​​blood.

The blood that used to be extremely smelly has now become clear to the naked eye.

"Don't take action yet!"

The Taoist in blood vomited two more mouthfuls of blood, and then looked at his companions standing in the distance, watching from the sidelines!

Several of them had made a private agreement before.

If a difficult opponent appears, the others cannot just ignore it.

"Hehehe, Xueyi, you have today too!"

"For the sake of our acquaintance, I will help you."

"Don't be so arrogant in your physical training!"

A demonic figure shrouded in black mist appeared, with red hair and fangs, and a naked female tattoo on each arm.

This demonic figure smiled strangely, then flashed suddenly and disappeared from the spot.

Stab it!

Behind the burly man, a demonic shadow appeared instantly without causing any spatial fluctuations.

The hands were turned into claws, and the claws were full of sharp nails. A faint light suddenly appeared on them, and there were also sinister spells attached to them.

next moment.

The devil's claws tore the robe on the back of the burly man, and ten bloody black marks were highlighted.

At this time, the demonic figure showed an extremely pale face, and stretched out his tongue to lick his paws.

"What wonderful flesh and blood. I believe that after devouring it, it will not only restore my vitality, but it will also most likely allow me to reach a higher level!"

The burly man was staggered by this sudden attack.

He turned around, without even looking at the injuries on his back, and slammed the long stick in his hand!

"Where did these cowardly people come from to sneak up on me!"

"You should stay too!"

The burly man broke the long magic weapon stick into two pieces, holding one in each hand, and then smashed it towards the demonic figure and the bloody-robed Taoist respectively.

boom!

Another demonic monk joined the battlefield, and the three of them besieged each other.

The burly man who originally had the upper hand was fighting with three monks of the same level at the same time, and the situation instantly became precarious.

Seeing such an unfair scene, many people on the periphery looked on with cold eyes.

But no one came to help.

Because the belligerent guys are almost all in combat at the moment.

The entire blood pool space is filled with the aftermath of the battle.

Whether it was the three demon cultivators or the burly man, it didn't matter who died in the end.

It's none of their business anyway.

At this time, Luo Yan, who was standing in the center of the [Dagon Sword Formation], also saw such a scene.

His eyes fell on the burly man for a long time, and finally he chose to help.

Luo Yan kneaded the secret, and the spiritual power from his body emerged, covering the entire area.

"The art of gathering fog!"

He decided to go.

Although he is not a person who likes to meddle in other people's business, the essence of blood burst out after these corpses were swallowed by the blood pool.

He still wanted to study this strange energy.

Just take this opportunity to get it.

Coupled with the unyielding will of the burly man, it quite suited Luo Yan's taste.

It's just a piece of cake to help out.

Just when the burly man's body was covered with bloodstains.

In the central area where the four people were fighting, a faint mist began to fill the air unconsciously.

"who is it?"

"How dare you join the fight we're waiting for!"

There was such a big change around me, so naturally, the Taoist priests in blood clothes sensed it immediately.

The blood-clothed Taoist shouted loudly, and the sea of ​​blood rolled like a demon god coming to the world.

But no one responded.

The entire central area was completely surrounded by thick fog.

This sudden appearance of fog not only hindered their vision, but also blocked the detection of their own spiritual consciousness.

"The wind is coming!"

One of the blood-clothed Taoists took out a second-level [Wind Talisman] and tore it open.

A gust of wind roared past, but unfortunately it was useless, as if the mist had no substance.

The strong wind couldn't blow it away at all.

Seeing this, Luo Yan sneaked into the center of the battlefield.

As if teleporting, he instantly approached one of them and picked up the sledgehammer, a magic weapon that Cai Houchun often used.

Slam it down hard.

"Crack!"

Suddenly the earth trembled, and the whole space shook violently.

The trembling in the mist and the dazzling light of the magic weapon lasted for about as long as a stick of incense.

After the fog dissipated, only the burly man was left in the field, stunned and covered in blood.

His face was filled with shock at the moment, as if he had seen something incredible.

Directly in front of him, there were three masses of pure blood essence floating out of the blood pool at this moment.

A middle-aged man with about his real body shape swallowed it all into his body.

"Who is this person?"

The cultivators who had been standing outside and watching the show were trembling in their hearts.

In just a moment, those three powerful demon cultivators were defeated?

How could this not shock everyone.

(End of this chapter)