Starting with Taoist priests from Maoshan to cultivate immortality

As soon as he finished speaking, the earth suddenly cracked open, and hundreds of bloody hands snaked towards the crowd.

Everyone used their skills to block them, and dense, blood-red hairs grew on these bloody hands.

Zhao Teng was slightly caught off guard and was grazed. The fine hairs felt like blades, and a large chunk of flesh was scraped off his arm.

"Are you alright?"

Guan Xi cut off the blood-red downy hair, saving Zhao Teng.

The blood-red fur, once severed, immediately regenerated and attacked the group even more swiftly.

Wu Yun made a hand seal and threw out a tortoise shell to block in front of him. The tortoise shell spun continuously, forming a huge shield.

"I'm fine!"

Zhao Teng smiled and waved his hand, trying to stop the bleeding.

"what!"

His grin froze, his whole body trembled, and he let out a scream.

The blood energy in his arm was being absorbed frantically, and Zhao Teng convulsed in pain, his arm completely losing sensation.

The blood in his arm disappeared, and it grew increasingly dry and shriveled.

He Yingying widened her eyes and said:

"This is the Blood Devouring Gang's blood-sucking technique."

Sure enough, when Jiang Yu went up to take a look, he saw a dense layer of sharp mouthparts on the fur.

"We can't delay any longer," Jiang Yu thought decisively, and with a single stroke, he severed Zhao Teng's arm.

He was then quickly given a hemostatic pill.

Zhao Teng gritted his teeth and looked at his arm, which had turned into a dried-up corpse. He felt a wave of fear. If it had been any later, he would have been completely drained.

The tortoise shell released by Wu Yun gradually developed cracks under the constant attacks of Blood Hand.

He struggled to stay upright and said:

"I can't hold on much longer."

Jiang Yu said:

"Hang in there, watch me."

A yellowish-brown talisman appeared in his hand, and his entire body sank into the soil.

This is a first-grade superior earth-遁符 (earth-遁符), which allows one to breathe and move freely in the earth, and the casting of spells is not affected at all.

He moved swiftly through the mud, setting up mystic talismans in the six directions that the bloody hand could not reach.

He then quickly returned to the ground.

Click!

The tortoise shell shattered, and bloody hands attacked them from all directions.

Jiang Yu smiled slightly and recited the incantation.

Boom!

The mystical magnetic talismans from all directions were activated, generating a powerful magnetic force from the ground that firmly held the Blood Hand's body in place.

The bloody hand that had been attacking froze in mid-air before quickly retracting.

Jiang Yu could sense that it wouldn't be easy for the other party to pull out the Xuan Magnetic Talisman.

Jiang Yu smiled slightly and activated the technique again, still holding back a trick.

Behind the Mystic Token, he also buried the Blazing Sun Token.

Boom!

A massive blazing sun erupted from the ground, turning the entire land a fiery red and generating intense heat before it collapsed.

Jiang Yu nodded in satisfaction; the power of the first-grade superior Flaming Sun Talisman had also greatly increased.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

An angry roar came from underground, and a three-meter-wide hole appeared in the earth, from which a huge figure leaped up.

It was a huge ball of flesh, covered with the remains of painted-skin ghosts and human-skinned beast-headed puppets, pulsating like blood vessels.

In the center stood a disheveled man with a ferocious face.

His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the crowd.

He Yingying's eyes widened:

"He is Meng Jian, the leader of the Blood Feast Gang."

Jiang Yu looked at Meng Jian's severed tentacles; his aura was not as strong as it had been inside the blood cocoon.

"It seems we've successfully disrupted his secret technique."

Meng Jian's facial muscles twitched with anger:

"Which bastard tricked me?!"

Jiang Yu held the Thunder Pestle in his hand, and a bolt of lightning appeared on the tip of the pestle.

He lightly tapped Han Pengju's buttocks, and Han Pengju, stimulated, suddenly lunged forward.

He stared wide-eyed at Jiang Yu:

"What do you think you're doing, you little brat?"

Jiang Yu shrugged and said:

"I didn't do anything."

Han Pengju was the first to jump out, immediately attracting Meng Jian's attention.

"So it was you!"

Meng Jian conjured more than a dozen blood swords and attacked Han Pengju.

Han Pengju quickly waved his hand:

"Wait a minute, I didn't do anything."

Meng Jian was disoriented after being interrupted and didn't care about anything else; all he wanted now was to get away as quickly as possible.

More than a dozen blood-red swords, carrying a terrifying aura, attacked Han Pengju's vital points time and time again.

"Oh shit!"

Han Pengju spat inwardly, and a black cloak appeared in his hand.

call!

With a gentle wave of his hand, a mist rose from above, and Han Pengju's figure multiplied into several, flickering and uncertain.

Meng Jian's blood sword attack couldn't reach it at all.

Jiang Yu stroked his chin and said:

"This guy really does have a lot of tricks up his sleeve."

He brought Han Pengju here hoping he would take the lead, but the kid didn't know what was good for him and just watched from the sidelines.

Jiang Yu had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure to provoke him.

Han Pengju shouted at Meng Jian:

"You damn bastard!"

You stole my spirit herbs, you stole my spirit stones, and you even tricked me! You unethical bastard!

Feeling annoyed at being unjustly accused, Meng Jian said:

"Nonsense! I don't even know you!"

Jiang Yu's expression shifted slightly:

"Are you trying to insult someone indirectly?"

It seems the lesson I taught you was too lenient.

"It's all your fault, you bastard! I don't care, it's all your fault!"

Anyway, Meng Jian's attacks couldn't touch him, so Han Pengju cursed to his heart's content, venting all the anger he had been holding in for the past few days.

Jiang Yu hadn't expected Han Pengju to be so good at drawing hatred, even ignoring He Yingying, who had destroyed the Blood Eater Gang.

"You forced me to do this!"

Meng Jian gritted his teeth and waved his hand, sending dozens of blood swords plunging into the massive fleshy mass beneath him.

"You bastard, are you trying to hurt yourself?"

"You think this will scare this elder?"

Han Pengju is still contributing.

Countless drops of blood oozed from the fleshy mass, a mixture of malevolent and demonic energy.

A gigantic golem with a human skin and an animal head, and a hideous demon with a blue face and fangs appeared, roaring:

"Give me back my life!"

Jiang Yu frowned:

"This guy can control the remains of the people he absorbs."

Not only that, but dozens of rabbit-sized evil spirits also attacked Han Pengju.

Han Pengju was on high alert and continued to rely on his black cloak to block.

But as his figure became more and more elusive, with each movement, a piece of his cloak would fall off.

Han Pengju felt increasingly distressed. This was a life-saving artifact he had spent a fortune to preserve, and his lifespan was already limited.

He estimated that after another dozen or so hits, the cloak would completely lose its effectiveness.

He quickly shouted to the others:

"What are you all standing there for at a time like this?"

"Hurry up and get on board!"

Jiang Yu waved his hand:

"Aren't you pretty good?"

Just keep going, I believe in you.

"What a load of crap!"

Han Pengju said angrily.

Jiang Yu waved his hand, and a golden gong appeared in his hand:

"I'll tap it twice more to liven things up."

"Bang!"

In an instant, the golden ripples transformed into arrows that shot towards the blood-red puppet created by Meng Jian.

With a casual wave of his hand, Meng Jian absorbed the golden ripples of the arrows into the fleshy ball, turning them into waves.

He laughed loudly:

"A trivial skill!"

"Yeah?"

Jiang Yu smiled slightly.

His bickering with Han Pengju was merely a way to attract attention.

He Yingying, Wu Yun, and Huang Shan had already quietly circled around to his back.

He unleashed his strongest attack, striking Meng Jian's vitals.