Lord of Time: From a Five Elements Cultivator to a Master of All Daos

Chapter 251: The Sea of ​​Blood Reappears, Wei Zhong Slaughters the Soul
On a small island somewhere in the Polar Sea, a man was sitting cross-legged, surrounded by the corpses of sea monsters.

The pale corpses piled up on most of the island, looking particularly horrifying under the sunlight.

Suddenly, one of the monks stood up, with a flickering look in his eyes.

"What's going on? This sudden feeling of panic."

He stood up and walked to the edge of the island, then he saw the rolling sea in the distance.

"Is it a storm?"

After thinking for a moment, he finally decided to stay away from this place.

"The monster's flesh and blood has been almost absorbed."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves and pushed all the corpses of the monsters on the island into the sea. Then he turned into a streak of blood-red light and disappeared into the distance.

Mitian, who was not far away, walked out of the storm leisurely and came to this island following the guidance from some unknown source.

Picking up a piece of bone from the cracks in the mud on the island, with a smile in the corner of his eyes:

"The Blood Spirit Scripture, it tastes so familiar."

As he raised his right hand, the corpse that had just sunk into the sea suddenly floated up, dyeing the blue sea water pale in the blink of an eye.

"After ten thousand years, there are still people who can improve this method to this level. It's not bad."

His fingers moved repeatedly, and a breath was extracted from the bones and pressed onto the stone box. The surface glowed, guiding the direction.

"He ran pretty fast."

With a light step of the toes, the void was broken and the body disappeared into it.

When he reappeared, he had already escaped more than ten miles away.

Mitian looked at the flashing light in front of him, taking light steps without any intention of speeding up the pursuit.

The blood-colored light continued to flash, and even after escaping for dozens of miles, he still couldn't get rid of the feeling of palpitations.

Looking back, the sky was clear and there was no sign of a storm coming.

He was running farther and farther away, and finally when he looked back, he caught a glimpse of a human figure.

"Cultivator?"

All the pores on his body shrank, and he felt as if he had met his natural enemy.

Xuehai no longer cared about anything else and moved faster to escape from this sea area.

But the voice in his ears made him pause:
"Where are you going in such a hurry, my friend?"

When he turned his head, he saw a black-robed monk standing beside him, looking at him leisurely.

"Transformation, transformation into a god?"

I swallowed hard and tried to calm myself down.

With an ugly smile on his face, he raised his hands and then bowed his head:

"Junior Xuehai, may I know the name of this senior? Is there anything I can be of service to you?"

Seeing that he was so tactful, Mitian suddenly burst into laughter.

……

In the secret place of inheritance, Wei Zhong threw away the half-used magic weapon.

It had already lit up with violent lightning after being attacked by Tianyinhou, and shattered into pieces as soon as it hit the ground.

'If an ordinary monk takes this attack head-on, this will be the result.'

I secretly wiped a sweat for myself.

There is a little more awe for the so-called inheritance of Tianyin Leishan.

"Fortunately, I practiced the same source of skills, so I wouldn't explode if I was touched, but the paralysis of my body is still a big problem."

With a flash of lightning, Wei Zhong fled. Looking back, he saw that the Thunder Qilin had replaced his previous position.

"This Qilin's escape technique is quite good, otherwise I would have been completely suppressed by it."

After a period of entanglement, Wei Zhong also understood many of Lei Ling's methods.

The most powerful one is naturally the secret Heavenly Sound Roar inherited from the upper realm.

After hearing the roar, Wei Zhong had no choice but to dodge in panic, not daring to confront him head-on.

The second is its unique body made of lightning. It is not tough, but like a semi-virtual body, immune to most damage. Wei Zhong's attack on it is at least 50% reduced.

What's even more fatal is that it has an excellent recovery method. Every once in a while, it's as if time is going back, and all the injuries on its body are healed.

All Wei Zhong's previous efforts were wasted.

"How can I defeat this thunder spirit with just the Seven Apertures Thunder Technique?"

Wei Zhong also asked Lei Long, who coughed twice:
“Even in Tianyin Thunder Mountain, not many people can pass this spiritual level test. If you really have no other options, you can admit defeat in this hall.

"The internal evaluation committee has cancelled the assessment process, and the crisis has been resolved..."

But how could Wei Zhong just give up and not want the reward?

This is a rare opportunity to become a god in this world. If you miss it, you don’t know when you will encounter it again.

"In that case, don't blame me for playing tricks."

The Yuanying's hand slowly placed on the Record of Time.

It is not about mobilizing the power of spiritual methods, but about manifesting the spiritual power and then transforming it all into Gang Qi through the "Forging Gang Method".

This method is a method of refining the body. Although it is based on the spiritual power of the cultivator, the derived internal energy is a pure means of physical cultivation.

Endless black gas emerged from Wei Zhong's body and condensed into a black robe on his body surface.

At the same time, the strong energy was clinging to the golden thunder sword in his hand, dyeing the golden sword into a pitch-black color.

Looking up, the Qilin showed human-like confusion in its eyes, but it was not in a hurry to attack, as if waiting for Wei Zhong to finish this method.

After a while, Wei Zhong's spiritual power calmed down and his internal energy was filled.

Feeling this power that had not been used for a long time, Wei Zhong realized that his body had become so strong.

'Even if I transform all of my late Nascent Soul spiritual power into Qi, this body can at least hold 30% of it.'

Looking back on the past, it would be good enough to achieve 100%.

If you want more energy, you need to transform it continuously during the fight, which is quite troublesome.

After the arrangements were completed, Wei Zhong looked up and saw that there was nothing unusual here, so he knew that his method was within the rules.

He raised his hand and pointed the sword at Qilin, which folded its four legs and turned into a silver afterimage, shooting towards Wei Zhong.

He never fled or hid, because Wei Zhong knew that dodging blindly would not bring him any closer to victory.

The Thunder Kirin can constantly refresh its status, and the only way to win is to attack it forcefully and completely defeat it before it recovers.

Wei Zhong's eyes narrowed slightly, and a foot appeared in front of him. It stepped down heavily, as if to crush Wei Zhong's entire chest.

Wei Zhong raised his sword in his right hand and barely deflected the attack.

His left hand did not stop, and the five fingers were put together to form a shovel shape, with the surface covered with罡气, and it pierced directly into the Qilin's belly.

The latter screamed, his four legs became disorderly, and he fell to the ground with Wei Zhong.

When Wei Zhong landed on the ground, he did not forget to slash with the golden thunder sword in his hand to enlarge the wound just caused, and then reached into it and pulled out the illusory internal organs made of lightning.

The Qilin roared in pain and stomped on Wei Zhong with all four legs, trying to crush him to pieces.

The surface of the black robe was wriggling with internal energy, and Wei Zhong swam out from under his body like a fish.

Looking up, I saw that the Qilin had opened its mouth wide and was about to launch a Heavenly Roar.

This was the moment when the old strength was exhausted and the new strength had not yet been generated. It would be uncomfortable if he was hit head-on. Wei Zhong quickly stood up and bounced up.

The golden lightning beads in his hand fell one after another, interrupting the attack.

Then he used his escape technique and landed on the back of the Qilin.

The sword in his hand was like a butcher's knife, piercing straight into the Qilin's spine.

As the two touched, the sound of metal colliding was heard, and the Golden Thunder Sword shook, causing Wei Zhong to almost lose his grip on the hilt.

"What a hard bone!"

This was not the end. Under continuous injuries, Qilin tried to swing its body, as if drums were sounding, and endless lightning and thunder burst out from its body. Wei Zhong wanted to resist the scattered lightning and thunder force and inflict heavy damage to the spirit, but when he saw the attached energy on the Golden Thunder Sword dissipating rapidly like winter snow meeting the warm sun, he quickly drew his sword and left.

Take a few steps back and stand high in the air.

Looking down, the Qilin had been completely immersed in the silver lightning, like a silver-white sun, and the scenery inside could not be seen.

When the lightning faded away, the Qilin's appearance had changed drastically.

The body was raised by more than 50% in height, with hair spread out all over the body. Silver lightning was wrapped around the body into ribbons, encircling its neck and four legs.

"What a handsome beast!"

Wei Zhong had just sighed when a Qilin figure suddenly appeared in front of him. It stepped on the ground and Wei Zhong disappeared into the stone slabs of the hall like a bullet.

After the Qilin changed its form, its speed became several times faster than before!
Before Wei Zhong stood up, a thunderous sound rang in his ears.

There was no time to dodge, and Wei Zhong could only barely control a large amount of internal energy and condense it into a thick black shield outside his body. At the same time, he took out a fourth-level shield made of black dragon scales and wrapped his body.

"Card~~~"

Two consecutive shattering sounds were heard, and Wei Zhong lifted up the nearby stone slab and fled at high speed.

The deep pit behind him that was created by Wei Zhong had already revealed the shape of a Qilin. When its four legs fell down, Wei Zhong felt that the entire hall was shaking.

Wei Zhong bared his teeth and gave a bitter smile.

He looked down at the shield in his hand and saw cracks appearing on it, which meant it was half broken.

Throwing it towards the Qilin's path, Wei Zhong closed his lips lightly:
"burst!"

The self-detonation of the fourth-grade superior magic shield caused a huge air explosion in the hall, but failed to stop the Qilin's escape.

The lightning flashed and moved closer to Wei Zhong.

Raise your arms to block.

"Snapped!"

Wei Zhong was knocked flying again, this time he sunk into the wall.

Wei Zhong dug himself out of the wall and shook his trembling arms.

"Can't I cure you today?"

He waved his sleeves, took out a dragon blood pill, and swallowed it directly.

The muscles all over his body began to move, and his qi and blood suddenly became active. Even the half of his leg that had lost consciousness began to react at this moment.

“It turns out to be Qi and blood!”

He then took two Thunder Yuan Pills in succession to replenish his own Thunder Yuan.

Wei Zhong charged straight towards the attacking Qilin.

"Oh!"

Two cyclones exploded in the direction of the two people's sprint.

For the first time, Wei Zhong formed a wrestling relationship with him.

The Qilin stood on two legs, thrusting forward with both feet, just like a human.

The body was shaking constantly under the strength contest, the head moved from looking straight to gradually lowering, opening its big mouth, from which a vortex of lightning and lightning emerged faintly.

'It's the Heavenly Roar again!

'Fuck, because you're the only one who can yell, right?'

Wei Zhong also imitated him, raised his head and opened his mouth, inside which was a slippery, spinning black ball.

"Instant cast, Flying Throw!"

The flying technique that turns into runes has long gone beyond the scope of ordinary magic. Even if there is no spiritual power to drive it, the Gangqi, lightning energy, and blood can also be transformed into driving force.

"Oh!"

Before the Heavenly Sound Roar was fully condensed, the black ball sank into the Qilin's mouth, breaking the lightning and thunder, and then penetrated into its head, blasting a big hole, and then flew out from the top of its skull.

Wei Zhong felt the strength in his hands reduced sharply, so he grabbed Qilin and threw it heavily onto the stone slab on the ground.

"Not dead yet?"

Although the head was half broken, it also weakened the Thunder Spirit's aura and caused it to become stiff for a short time.

Wei Zhong was about to make the finishing blow when a ball of lightning flashed out and forced him back.

Looking carefully, the Qilin had recovered from its injuries.

“Refreshed again?
"But it doesn't matter, just kill it again."

Wei Zhong took a deep breath, feeling the huge amount of energy and blood filling his body.

He couldn't help but twist his neck, and suddenly clasped his palms together, and two air explosions sounded in succession.

"Come!"

As if responding to Wei Zhong's challenge, the Qilin also let out a roar, and stomped its hind legs together, turning into a torrent of thunder and lightning and colliding with Wei Zhong.

The silver-white and red-white streams of light kept colliding and separating in this hall.

Wei Zhong felt extremely happy. It was as if the Dragon Blood Pill had found its true destination in this fight, and the medicinal power was absorbed faster and integrated into Wei Zhong's limbs and bones.

With the addition of the lightning power provided by the Lei Yuan Dan, Wei Zhong's physical cultivation increased rapidly.

The more you fight, the stronger you become!

"boom!"

The two collided and separated, and Wei Zhong was secretly surprised at the intelligence of this Lei Ling.

Ever since he was nearly killed by Wei Zhong's blow, he no longer gave Wei Zhong any chance to capture him, and the previous wrestling situation never happened again.

This meant that Wei Zhong had the skill of throwing the ball, but he did not dare to launch it.

After all, with the speed of Qilin, it is still unclear whether the black ball can hit the target.

Seeing that the Qilin was about to roar again, Wei Zhong followed the instructions, with the black energy shield outside and the dragon shield inside.

He did not stop to meet the attack, but rushed straight forward.

He blocked the roar, threw away the broken shield, clenched his fists, and smashed hard on the Qilin's head before it could regain its strength.

"Woo~~~"

A cry of grief was completely swallowed up by it.

The whole body of the beast had lost its balance and was inserted into the ground like a half-wilted onion.

Wei Zhong naturally would not miss such a good opportunity.

He attached the inner energy of both hands to the Qilin's body, pinched its spine tightly, and released the inner energy at close range, causing its body made of lightning to be filled with black aura in every corner.

Before the lightning and thunder on the bones could explode, it was quickly eliminated by a large amount of internal energy.

The Qilin felt so much pain that he stood up and ran away wildly.

Wei Zhong had no intention of letting go.

Instead, he looked for an opportunity, grabbed Qilin's upper jaw, and twisted its neck in front of Wei Zhong.

When he opened the mouth, there was another small black ball.

There was no way. Wei Zhong was busy with both hands, and the only thing he had time for was his mouth.

As if sensing the breath of death approaching, Qilin struggled hard.

But it was ultimately useless. Wei Zhong's internal energy had already filled most of his body. Even if he activated his lightning protection, its power was only one tenth of what it was, and it posed no threat to Wei Zhong at all.

"Throwing Technique!"*2
This time, in order to secure victory, Wei Zhong fired two black balls in succession.

One bullet went through his throat and into his internal organs; another one smashed his head from top to bottom.

With such a devastating blow, even the most tenacious Thunder Spirit would fall down, and its body would turn into a silver light and disappear, leaving behind a green seed.

Wei Zhong picked it up curiously, and the stone platform in the hall rose again at this moment.

[The test was passed...]

(End of this chapter)