Nine Pins Immortal Road

Chapter 291 The Struggle Between Life and Death (For Subscription)

The bloody light plunged into the sea of ​​consciousness, straight to the soul, and the terrifying fierce and bloody aura oppressed the soul. It could capture and destroy people's mind and consciousness, and then let it be manipulated and devoured.

Liang Zhaohuang's consciousness and soul had just undergone a transformation, resisting this terrifying bloody coercion, without being caught in his mind.

While thinking about it, the innate spiritual art 'Black Lotus' instantly appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, guarding around the soul, resisting the rush of blood.

Over the years, Liang Zhaohuang's innate spiritual art 'Five-Color Lotus' has refined a large amount of yin and five-element qi, and each 'lotus' has grown tremendously, and its power has more than doubled.

The attack power of Chi Lian and Jin Lian, the defense power of Huang Lian and Hei Lian, and the flying escape of Qing Lian, at this time, their power is comparable to that of the top-grade spirit weapons.

But at this time, the 'Black Lotus' that guarded the soul was torn apart and shattered in an instant under the rushing blood.

After the illusory 'Black Lotus' reunited in the dantian, it even became a lot more illusory, as if it had hurt its foundation.

'Black Lotus' was so vulnerable, Liang Zhaohuang immediately knew that the attacking blood was definitely an attack far beyond the foundation building level, and probably had reached the golden core level.

At this time, the two rounds of 'five-color circles of light' covering the back of his soul vibrated together, and a large piece of 'five-color Buddha light' was brushed out from the two rounds of 'five-color circles of light', like a waterfall of colorful light, washing directly on the blood over the light.

"what……"

There was a faint exclamation in the blood light, but it was submerged by the five-color light waterfall in an instant.

Liang Zhaohuang could see clearly at this time, the blood light was wiped away by nearly half in the light waterfall formed by the "five-color Buddha light", but the remaining half of the blood light shrank into a ball, like a hard reef, resisting the five-color light. The scour of the light waterfall.

The scouring of the five-color light waterfall can only peel off a little bit of the bloody light each time, but it consumes more and more of the 'five-color Buddha light'.

Liang Zhaohuang watched as the five-color Buddha light on the two rounds of the 'five-color circle' quickly consumed, and the second circle of light had begun to dim.

For the first time, he realized that the 'five-color Buddha light' might not be able to protect him, especially when the number of 'five-color Buddha light' was insufficient.

Alarm bells were ringing in his heart, and Liang Zhaohuang immediately began to recite the "Peacock King Mantra" to restore the consumed five-color Buddha light.

Consciousness sea soul struggle, Liang Zhaohuang's most powerful means is only the 'five-color Buddha light'.

At this time, he can only give it a go, before the 'five-color Buddha light' is completely consumed, he can completely wash away and destroy the bloody light.

Time seems to be very slow at this moment, and a long time has passed, but in fact it is only an instant.

In Liang Zhaohuang's sea of ​​consciousness, the second round of 'five-color circle of light' at the back of the soul's head has completely dimmed, and the 'five-color Buddha light' gathered on it has been exhausted. At this time, the 'five-color Buddha light' on the first round of 'five-color circle of light' has been consumed.

The "five-color Buddha light" in the first round of "five-color round light" is only one yuan, 12 strands.

Even though Liang Zhaohuang was constantly reciting the 'Peacock Mingwang Mantra' at this time, the recovery of the 'Five-Colored Buddha's Light' was far from being able to catch up with the consumption.

When the 12 wisps of 'five-color Buddha light' are also exhausted, if the bloody light still cannot be completely wiped away or destroyed.

Then he will undoubtedly be in danger of life and death!
At this time, under the washing of the 'five-color light waterfall', the bloody light seemed to be stripped of a layer of 'shell', revealing the 'essence' inside.

Liang Zhaohuang saw it clearly at this time, it seemed to be a small blood-colored tripod, with four sides, two ears and four legs, it was not known whether it was made of blood light, or it was a treasure to protect the blood light.

In short, Liang Zhaohuang discovered that the difficulty for the 'five-color Buddha light' to wash away the small tripod-shaped blood light has once again increased.

Every trace of bloody light on it is brushed away, and the consumed 'five-color Buddha light' is doubled again.

Liang Zhaohuang's complexion became more and more ugly.

After the transformation of his soul, Liang Zhaohuang was quite satisfied with his practice and recovery speed of the 'Five-Color Buddha Light'.

Originally, it was necessary to recite the "King of Peacock Mantra" one hundred and eight times to restore a ray of "Five-Colored Buddha's Light", and it took a few snaps of the fingers; but now it only needs to recite the mantra 81 times to restore a ray of "Five-Colored Buddha's Light". It takes several times of birth and death.

It is already an extremely fast recovery speed.

But at this time, Liang Zhaohuang deeply felt that the recovery of the 'five-color Buddha light' was too slow, far behind the consumption speed of the 'five-color light waterfall' washing away the bloody small cauldron.

At the back of the soul's head, the second round of "five-color circle of light" has become dim, and the "five-color Buddha light" on it has long been exhausted; at this time, the first round of "five-color circle of light" has gradually dimmed, and the "five-color Buddha light" on it Nearly half of it has been consumed.

However, most of the blood on the 'Sifang Ding' in the 'Five-Colored Light Waterfall' has been washed away.

Only the last point is left, hiding in the small 'Sifang Ding', relying on the 'Sifang Ding' to resist the scour of the 'Five-color Buddha Light' with difficulty.

Liang Zhaohuang could also see clearly at this time that the small 'Sifang Ding' was not made of blood light, but really a treasure, which was used by the blood light to protect himself.

At this time, the surface of the 'Sifang Ding' was not covered by the blood light, and Liang Zhaohuang could see some of its appearance clearly.

The small 'Sifang Ding' is not big, only half the size of a fist, but the pictures carved on it are extremely rich.

Liang Zhaohuang saw mountains and rivers, forests and lakes, land and countryside, and even towns, cities, and people's livelihoods!

In a trance, Liang Zhaohuang seemed to come alive when he saw the pictures carved on the 'Sifang Ding', in which there was really this piece of mountains, rivers, community and people's livelihood.

However, Liang Zhaohuang just glanced away, and didn't pay any more attention. At this time, his mind was on the last bit of blood in the small 'Sifang Ding'.

With the protection of this small 'Sifang Ding', the last bit of blood left in it is extremely difficult to wash and clean up!
And if the last bit of blood can't be cleared away, when his 'five-color Buddha light' is exhausted, all the previous efforts may be in vain, and he will inevitably be overthrown by the opponent in the end, life and death are unpredictable!
For the mountain Jiuren, it fell short.

At this time, Liang Zhaohuang was reciting the "Peacock Mingwang Mantra" with all his mind, trying his best to restore every ray of "Five-Colored Buddha Light", supporting the washing of the "Five-Colored Light Waterfall".

"No!"

At this time, a shrill scream came from the small 'Sifang Ding', and the last bit of blood finally couldn't hold on, and collapsed and dissipated under the washing of the 'Five-Color Buddha Light'.

Liang Zhaohuang was not at ease, and continued to support the flushing of the 'five-color light waterfall', washing out the last bit of five-color Buddha light on the first round of the 'five-color circular light'.

It can be said that he tried his best!
He waited carefully for a while, and saw that little 'Sifang Ding' sinking and floating in the sea of ​​consciousness, and there was no trace of blood emerging from it.

Liang Zhaohuang finally heaved a sigh of relief, knowing that he had escaped death at last.

At this time, my mind was a little relaxed, and all kinds of fears and splitting headaches came together.

　Seizing a home is always a gift!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)