Taishang Hualong Jue

Chapter 108 Asura Qin, Blood Spirit Puppet
Qin Luo is just talking now, and naturally he will not really throw away the pupa. Perhaps it is what Qin Yan said, saying that he is afraid of trouble and unwilling to provoke, but in fact he is not a law-abiding person in his bones.

He shook his head and looked at the "gourd mouth". There were strands of blood-colored murderous air flowing out of it, and the shocking fluctuations of killing intent permeated the cave.

Vaguely, there seemed to be the sound of killing resounding in the ears of the two of them. The sound of killing wanted to arouse the killing intent in their hearts and manipulate them.

Fortunately, both of them are tough-minded people, and naturally they will not be guided by the faint sound of killing.

Of course, this is because of the current situation where the Shura Qin has no master, if it is activated by a terrifying powerhouse like the Emperor Shura, as soon as the piano sounds, the two of them may lose their minds in an instant and become killing monsters.

"I want to see what treasures Emperor Shura left behind."

Qin Luo's eyes were burning, and his heart was excited, urging the Zhenling Bell to rise and fall above his head, and wisps of strange and mysterious Zhenling power fell down, turning into a powerful guardian, so as not to kill the sound again.

After walking a few steps, Qin Luo paused, turned around slowly and looked at Qin Yan who was standing still, and frowned, "What are you doing in a daze?"

"You go in, I already have the inheritance of the Eight Desolation Fire Dragon, and besides, the inheritance of Emperor Shura is not suitable for me." Qin Yan smiled, but he was free and easy, and offered to Qin Luo.

As for what he said, there is no real fit or inappropriateness. Opportunities are based on winning. Even if the martial arts and martial arts left by Emperor Shura are not suitable, the Shura Qin is a big killer.

Qin Luo took a deep look at him, did not refuse his kindness, nodded slightly, turned around and strode towards the "gourd mouth".

Wisps of blood-colored murderous aura overflowed from inside, containing an astonishing killing intent, and faintly faint zither sounds came from inside.

Qin Luo was not afraid, with a resolute look on his face, he strode in with the town spirit bell in his hand, and the first thing that caught his eye was a piece of blood red, and the strong blood evil spirit turned into floating blood mist, the scene was terrifying.

In the turbulent blood mist, there seemed to be one after another illusory figures roaring unwillingly, which made Qin Luo's heart tremble slightly. Those phantoms were probably the remnants of the strong man killed by Emperor Shura.

Looking around, the space is not very big, only about ten square meters. In the deepest part, under the lingering blood mist, is a blood-colored platform. It is three meters square, like blood jade, and has a metallic luster, which is very strange. , a breath of extinction and killing everything came out.

Qin Luo glanced across the platform. Although he was surprised, he didn't pay much attention to it. When he looked at something on the platform, he was instantly attracted. It wasn't hot, but the hairs all over his body exploded.

It was a guqin, a guqin as red as blood, as if it was made of blood.

Just looking at it, a strong smell of blood and killing rushed towards the face, as if there was a scene of Shura's purgatory in front of him, and he wanted to draw his mind into it, and there seemed to be a shrill roar echoing in his ears.

With a majestic dragon chant, Qin Luo's body shook violently, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back. The bloody dragon pattern on his face disappeared, the blood in his eyes quietly dissipated, and the killing intent emanating from his body slowly dissipated.

He looked at the Scarlet Guqin again, his eyes filled with fear.

This piano is very evil!
This is really a big killing weapon, a big killing weapon born for killing. I don't know how many strong men's blood I drank, and I don't know how many lives died under the earth-shattering killing piano sound.

He suddenly hesitated in his heart and frowned. Should he really take this Shura Qin away?

This kind of terrifying killer weapon should not be reappeared in the world, even if it is covered in dust in this remote mountain.

He thinks that he has a peaceful mind and is not very murderous, but he is not a saint. He belongs to that kind of person. If he does not offend me, he will not offend others.

He felt that this was like a person, a person of flesh and blood.

"The news of Emperor Shura's inheritance in this world has been known to the blood wolf mercenary group. Instead of falling into the hands of others and causing the death of many innocent lives, why don't I take it away.

At least, in my hands, this killing piano will not add innocent souls. "

Qin Luo exhaled lightly, thinking secretly.

He admitted that he was tempted, and it was a bit hypocritical to comfort himself this way, but at least he would not kill indiscriminately, and his involvement behind it was not as big as that of the blood wolf mercenary group.

He moved his eyes away from the Guqin and continued to scan the bloody platform, only then did he notice that there were two figures on it, which he said were a puppet and a corpse.

The main reason for this is that Shura Qin is too attractive, and it can be manipulated to guide killing intent, so people can't help but look at it at the first sight and be attracted by it.

The puppet is like a real person. It sits cross-legged on the blood-colored platform, with a blood-red halo flowing all over its body, runes flickering, and an astonishing killing breath permeates.

It looked very ordinary, with a tall and well-proportioned body, not strong or exaggerated muscles, its skin glowed with metallic luster, its body was broken, and it was covered with cracks.

But Qin Luo, relying on his keen perception, could vaguely feel the terrifying power contained in the puppet's body, but it was silent at the moment, and once it erupted, it would be earth-shattering.

"This is... a blood puppet?"

Qin Luo recalled the introduction about Emperor Shura, and couldn't help showing shock.

A blood suit, a blood puppet; a killing piano, a killing sound.

Come to think of it, this broken puppet that looks full of cracks and may disintegrate at any time is the frightening blood puppet, known as the blood Shura.

It is said that this Blood Spirit Puppet is not only a puppet, but also a clone of Emperor Shura. Its reputation is even worse than that of Shura Qin, and it is more attractive to the outside world.

After all, a weapon is just a weapon, and if the strength is insufficient, its power cannot be activated.

As for the avatar, how is it different from oneself? Even if the deity is limited by his aptitude, he can use the avatar to enjoy the aura of a strong person.

Naturally, other methods of avatar do not work, but this blood spirit puppet is said to be possible. It is controlled by the main body itself, but in terms of cultivation, it belongs to another independent body completely. How can it not be tempting.

At least, Qin Luo's heart was moved, just thinking about the cruelty of sacrificing the blood puppet, his hot heart gradually cooled down.

He is not the kind of person who kills innocent people indiscriminately. It is impossible for him to massacre and cause anger and resentment because he is practicing a martial art. Emperor Shura is a living example, although there are also reasons why he is too sharp.

If the blood of the enemy is used to cast a blood puppet...

Qin Luo's heart suddenly moved, his eyes were shining, but he quickly shook his head.

Some thoughts should not be brought up, and you should not set a precedent, otherwise you will slowly "persuade" your heart in the future and sink into it.

Moreover, the outside world will not care whether he was forged with the blood of his enemies. Whether it is the so-called demon protection or pure greed and covetousness, people will not tolerate it. There will be no place for him to stand in this vast land of hundreds of countries.

(End of this chapter)