The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 1861 Soul Swallowing Art!

Chapter 1861 Soul Swallowing Art!

Within a few breaths, under Ling Linghantian's and Jiang Xiong's astonished gazes, the appearance of Mu Qilin once again condensed.

"This?"

Ling Hantian and Jiang Xiong looked at each other, obviously very surprised by the situation before them.

It is difficult for anyone to accept that a person who was clearly killed by the bombardment has condensed again.

This weird situation even reminded Ling Hantian of Jing Wuming from the Eastern Cang Demon Realm.

Roar!
Just when the two were astonished, Mu Qilin who recovered his divine body roared like a wild beast, and then rushed towards Yan Ming.

"Ling Hantian, help me!"

Yan Ming was shocked, with a look of fear on his face, he retreated violently and came towards Ling Hantian and Jiang Xiong.

Ling Hantian and Jiang Xiong could clearly feel that Yan Ming's fear was not feigned.

"Jie Jie, Ling Hantian, sooner or later I will swallow your blood and eat your flesh!"

When Mu Qilin saw Yan Ming looking for Ling Hantian's protection, his face showed fear. With his current strength, he was not Ling Hantian's opponent.

The gloomy laughter fell, and Mu Qilin turned into a huge torrent of black blood, and quickly fled towards the distance.

"Want to go?"

A cold light flashed in Ling Han's eyes, and he slammed out another palm. The golden palm carried a vast soul breath, and it was the palm of killing the gods.

boom!
Wood Qilin was hit, but the huge torrent of black blood exploded all of a sudden, spreading away separately.

"What a weird supernatural power!"

Jiang Xiong exclaimed, each strand of endless black blood seemed to be hiding Mu Qilin's real body, but the black blood scattered in all directions, even if he chased one strand, he couldn't catch up with the other strand.

Ling Hantian frowned, under Po Wangzhi's eyes, there was a wood unicorn in every stream of black blood, no matter which stream of black blood escaped, the wood unicorn would not die.

Since he couldn't kill Mu Qilin, Ling Hantian had no choice but to give up, and then his eyes fell on Yan Ming, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and a playful smile on his face.

"If I remember correctly, we should be enemies, right?"

Hearing Ling Hantian's words, Yan Ming's body trembled, but under the desire to survive, Yan Ming still plucked up the courage to look at Ling Hantian.

"Brother Ling, Young Master Ling, last time we only took action against you after being bewitched by that bastard Mu Qilin, so you just ignore the villain and treat me like a fart."

Ling Hantian's eyes narrowed slightly, what Yan Ming said might be true, but it's a little unreasonable for him to let this guy go so easily.

"Young Master Ling, as long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you why Mu Qilin suddenly became so powerful!"

Seeing that Ling Hantian didn't speak, Yan Ming felt even more uncertain, and tried his best to survive.

"Heh, are you betraying your fellow disciples?"

Jiang Xiong sneered from the side, these disciples who suppressed Tianhai City really did anything to survive.

"He is not from our same family, he is not worthy!"

However, regarding Jiang Xiong's sarcasm, Yan Ming became agitated, his eyes filled with resentment, "Mu Qilin is already crazy, in order to practice the Soul Swallowing Blood Art, he even wants to kill the disciples of Tianhai City!"

"Spiritual Blood Swallowing Art?"

When Jiang Xiong heard this, a look of shock appeared on his face.

He had heard of this Soul Swallowing Blood Art before. It is said that it was created by a guy named Soul Swallowing Blood Ancestor a long time ago.

This skill can devour other people's inner world, as well as flesh and blood to enhance one's own cultivation, it is very vicious!

"That's right, I don't know where that guy got the Spiritual Blood Swallowing Art. After entering the second floor, he frantically found someone to swallow it. Even our disciples who suppressed Tianhai City were swallowed by him several times!"

Yan Ming's face was full of lingering fears. Regarding the Art of Swallowing Spirit and Blood, it can be said that Zhentianhai City recorded it very clearly.

According to records, more than 1000 years ago, the disciples who suppressed Tianhai City provoked a powerful demon cultivator. At that time, many disciples who suppressed Tianhai City were swallowed by him. Later, the demon cultivator was killed by Mu Qilin's great-grandfather.

"How is it possible? The Spirit Swallowing Blood Art is a magic skill created by the Blood Swallowing Ancestor. It is said that this Blood Swallowing Ancestor is a strong man of the blood clan, but he was beheaded by my ancestors a long time ago. How about his magic skill? Will it be obtained by the wood unicorn?"

Jiang Xiong looked puzzled, obviously he didn't understand, this matter has passed for many years, the God Realm has also been destroyed, the Soul Swallowing Blood Art should not appear here.

"What blood-swallowing ancestor?"

This time it was Yan Ming's turn to be puzzled. He had never heard of such a person, and the rumors of the blood race had long since disappeared in the long river of history.

"Now is not the time to ask this question, Brother Jiang, it seems that you have a deep understanding of the Soul Swallowing Blood Art, tell me what's going on?"

Ling Hantian waved his hand, the two people's words back and forth clearly did not refer to the same person.

Afterwards, Ling Hantian looked at Jiang Xiong, he felt very troubled by the strange resurrection of Mu Qilin just now.

"Brother Ling, this swallowing spirit and blood formula,,,"

Jiang Xiong's expression became serious, and he slowly began to elaborate on the secrets he knew about the Soul Swallowing Blood Art.

The spirit-swallowing art uses the swallowing and fusion of the martial arts' internal world and flesh and blood to achieve the purpose of quickly improving oneself.

And those who have practiced the Soul Swallowing Blood Art will turn their flesh and blood into endless blood. As long as the power of the blood is not exhausted, it is equivalent to never dying!
This is also the reason why Mu Qilin was able to condense his divine body to resurrect and escape after being severely injured by a single move just now.

"Young Master Jiang, why do you know the Soul Swallowing Blood Art so well?"

Yan Ming spoke again. As far as he knew, the matter of swallowing the spirit and blood formula was only recorded in Zhentianhai City.

"Because the creator of the Soul Swallowing Art was beheaded by my ancestors."

Jiang Xiong simply mentioned something, looked at Ling Hantian, and his expression became serious.

"Brother Ling, now we must find that guy Mu Qilin as soon as possible and kill him, otherwise he will not let the two of us go when he devours enough strong men."

"That's right, Young Master Ling, Mu Qilin is now insane, and the entire second-level refiner will become his devouring target. If you don't stop him, it will be your turn in the end."

Yan Ming agrees with Jiang Xiong's statement, and Mu Qilin almost ate him, and now Yan Ming's heart is tightly bound.

In addition, Mu Qilin is still a disciple of Zhentian Haicheng, and he may harm his fellow disciples of Zhentian Haicheng again. As a disciple of Zhentian Haicheng, he is very worried.

"This is our business, it has nothing to do with you, you go on your own."

With his hands behind his back, Ling Hantian glanced at Yan Ming indifferently, but he didn't intend to continue to embarrass Yan Ming.

"what,,,"

Yan Ming was stunned, Ling Hantian told him to go at this time, he was really afraid that he would meet Mu Qilin.

At present, the disciples on the first and second floors of Zhentianhai City are almost gone, and even if there are a few, they are not Mu Qilin's opponents.

Yan Ming feels that following Ling Hantian is the most correct choice now, at least he can hold Ling Hantian's thigh to save his life.

(End of this chapter)