Chapter 12
A sense of absurdity and weirdness lingered in everyone's hearts, as if some great terror had woken up from a deep sleep.
After the blood mist was shattered, Wang Miao shot towards the group of people behind the altar without any hesitation.
He still remembered the task that his master had given him. If the big demon was completely awakened, this group of people would probably be drowned too. There were several disciples of the Nine Profound Sect inside.
With a quick figure, he reached forward and made a move.
A golden rope bound the ten people in front tightly.
Just when he was about to pull the rope over, a huge aura rose up behind him.
Wang Miao was startled.
Instinctively, without the slightest hesitation, a magic weapon in the shape of a mirror appeared behind him.
boom!
A bloody paw covered with red hair seemed to appear out of nowhere, and fell heavily, the mirror shattered suddenly, almost without any pause, a huge force shook his back.
At this moment, Wang Miao pulled everyone over.
A talisman appeared out of thin air, vibrated in the void, and made a buzzing sound.
The space was slightly distorted, and Wang Miao's figure disappeared.
The bloody big hand didn't seem to be reconciled, and it hit the void again, as if it wanted to punch a big hole through the void.
But it didn't work, Wang Miao had already left.
The next moment, the space was turbulent, and Wang Miao appeared beside Jiang Lian.
It was still the magnificent Sword Master Jing Xiao of Jiuxuanmen, with the same green shirt as before.
At this moment, there are mottled bloodstains, his complexion is as pale as paper, the meridians all over his body are almost shattered, and even the Nascent Soul in his body has the slightest crack.
There is a blood hole on the back. Although it is a trauma, it is eroded by blood power and cannot be healed.
The heavy internal and external injuries almost put his body in a state of hanging by a thread for a while.
Wang Miao's hands were stained with blood, and he handed the rope to Jiang Lian's hand little by little.
The sound transmission said, "Disciple, fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life!"
Then he felt his head sink and fell down, Jiang Lian raised his hand to embrace him.
silence!
Silence!
The elders Li and Chen opened their mouths, but they didn't say anything.
Is it worth it?
The strong in the Nascent Soul stage have to go through three disasters and nine disasters, and after many calamities, they may be able to conceive a baby for a hundred years.
But in order to save a few classmates, he put himself in danger.
Even, this kind of injury may turn a hundred years of penance into naught.
Ask yourself, can they do this on their own?
So they don't understand why they do this.
Only Jiang Lian knew that this was a belief.
The belief of sharing honor and disgrace with the sect, being connected with the same spirit, and having no regrets even if you die.
There is no sect that exists for a long time, but there will never be a shortage of warriors who will sacrifice their lives for the sect.
The two could feel Jiang Lian's increasingly domineering aura. When the incident happened suddenly, Jiang Lian could only watch Wang Miao rush over, was hit by the bloody big hand again, and escaped with the big space talisman .
However, it actually saved the banned people.
"It'll be fine, leave it to me." Jiang Lian remained expressionless, and the attribute panel appeared.
From the shopping mall, I exchanged the Huitian pill with [-] merit points.
Effect: Continuing the meridian and repairing the injury of the primordial spirit without leaving sequelae.
In other words, the elixir at this stage can save even the damaged soul, let alone the Nascent Soul stage.
After entering the pill, Wang Miao, who had passed out, gradually began to recover.
Jiang Lian gently put the person down, and quietly looked at the huge monster standing up slowly in front of him.
"Jie Jie, Yuan Ying's blood is really sweet."
It was a big red-haired monster covered in blood, and the blood-colored mist burst out along its breath.
As soon as he appeared, he inhaled all the banned corpses behind him, and at the same time, the red hair became even more bewitching.
Blood demon?
The two elders all changed color suddenly.
This kind of demon definitely only exists in legends. It is rumored that it is only born in the boundless sea of blood in the demon world. Watering it with human blood can make it grow rapidly.
It's just that, for ordinary blood demons, once they reach the golden core stage, they will reach the top of the sky.
Nowadays, it is impossible to think that it can be cultivated to be comparable to the existence of Nascent Soul, and it also forms a grand sacrifice?
This big blood-colored monster has a strong aura, which is definitely comparable to the late Nascent Soul, and if it goes further, it is estimated to be comparable to a half-step God Transformation powerhouse.
If there is no accident, this is the pinnacle existence between heaven and earth, no wonder the blood-clothed old man is confident.
Thinking of this, their faces were also ugly.
Could this be a trap of the Ten Directions Demon Sect?
Lure a few Nascent Souls to come over to check, so as to complete the grand sacrifice, and make the blood demon further transform into a half-step god?
There was a strange smile on the face of the blood demon, "The four Nascent Souls really didn't take any effort. I thought I only needed a few Golden Core Stages, but I didn't expect that you would come here by yourself."
"It should be the Nascent Soul of the blood-clothed old man who is manipulating the blood demon. Let's be careful." Li Ge said solemnly.
At this time, it is nothing more than a desperate situation.
The big deal is to blow up the Nascent Soul and die together. In short, this scourge cannot continue to survive.
At this moment, Shen Qiong and Yan Lingxiu had also arrived.
All looked at the huge blood-colored monster, and a touch of shock rose in their hearts.
It's hard to imagine how captivating it is.
Holding the Zixiao sword, Jiang Lian said lightly, "You all back away."
"This..." Mr. Li Ge glanced at Mr. Chen Gel, who also looked blank.
But the two of them took a step back at the same time, but their spirits were still tense, and if they were a little careless, they went all out.
Jiang Lian threw Wang Miao to Yan Lingxiu, and stepped into the sky by himself.
He looked at the blood demon quietly.
"Why, you want to fight against me alone? Jie Jie, a mid-stage Nascent Soul, stop dreaming." The blood demon showed disdain.
"I'll know after trying." Jiang Lian still had a smile on his lips.
Immediately afterwards, under the terrified eyes of the blood demon.
Jiang Lian's aura instantly soared.
From the middle stage of Nascent Soul to the late stage of Nascent Soul, it just stopped.
This is the power borrowed from the ontology.
Subsequently.
The sky and the earth seemed to be dark, and at a certain moment, a purple thunder broke through the silence in an instant, and struck downwards.
Immediately afterwards, there is the second way.
The third way.
Countless thunderbolts converged crazily from the moment Jiang Lian lifted the Zixiao Sword.
A long purple sword controls the countless thunders from the sky and the earth, and firmly locks on the blood demon.
At this moment, the blood demon's scarlet pupils were no longer arrogant and domineering, only fear was left.
Under this sword art, it really felt the crisis of life and death.
As for the two elders behind them, they retreated even more. Now they understood why Jiang Lian asked them to take a step back.
At this moment, there is no longer any doubt in my heart, only boundless shock is left.
They asked themselves, even after a hundred years of practice, they have never seen such a strong man.
This level, I am afraid that in today's world, the only one who can compare with it is the No. 1 in the world of Jiuxuanmen!
Controlling the Nine Heavens Thunder, what kind of spiritual formula is this!
This is something they dare not imagine.
A sword shocked the world, and the blood demon was completely swallowed by Lei Hai under the endless screams.
As for Jiang Lian, after leaving behind a sound transmission for Yan Lingxiu, he could no longer stabilize his avatar and could only take it back thousands of miles away.
(End of this chapter)
A sense of absurdity and weirdness lingered in everyone's hearts, as if some great terror had woken up from a deep sleep.
After the blood mist was shattered, Wang Miao shot towards the group of people behind the altar without any hesitation.
He still remembered the task that his master had given him. If the big demon was completely awakened, this group of people would probably be drowned too. There were several disciples of the Nine Profound Sect inside.
With a quick figure, he reached forward and made a move.
A golden rope bound the ten people in front tightly.
Just when he was about to pull the rope over, a huge aura rose up behind him.
Wang Miao was startled.
Instinctively, without the slightest hesitation, a magic weapon in the shape of a mirror appeared behind him.
boom!
A bloody paw covered with red hair seemed to appear out of nowhere, and fell heavily, the mirror shattered suddenly, almost without any pause, a huge force shook his back.
At this moment, Wang Miao pulled everyone over.
A talisman appeared out of thin air, vibrated in the void, and made a buzzing sound.
The space was slightly distorted, and Wang Miao's figure disappeared.
The bloody big hand didn't seem to be reconciled, and it hit the void again, as if it wanted to punch a big hole through the void.
But it didn't work, Wang Miao had already left.
The next moment, the space was turbulent, and Wang Miao appeared beside Jiang Lian.
It was still the magnificent Sword Master Jing Xiao of Jiuxuanmen, with the same green shirt as before.
At this moment, there are mottled bloodstains, his complexion is as pale as paper, the meridians all over his body are almost shattered, and even the Nascent Soul in his body has the slightest crack.
There is a blood hole on the back. Although it is a trauma, it is eroded by blood power and cannot be healed.
The heavy internal and external injuries almost put his body in a state of hanging by a thread for a while.
Wang Miao's hands were stained with blood, and he handed the rope to Jiang Lian's hand little by little.
The sound transmission said, "Disciple, fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life!"
Then he felt his head sink and fell down, Jiang Lian raised his hand to embrace him.
silence!
Silence!
The elders Li and Chen opened their mouths, but they didn't say anything.
Is it worth it?
The strong in the Nascent Soul stage have to go through three disasters and nine disasters, and after many calamities, they may be able to conceive a baby for a hundred years.
But in order to save a few classmates, he put himself in danger.
Even, this kind of injury may turn a hundred years of penance into naught.
Ask yourself, can they do this on their own?
So they don't understand why they do this.
Only Jiang Lian knew that this was a belief.
The belief of sharing honor and disgrace with the sect, being connected with the same spirit, and having no regrets even if you die.
There is no sect that exists for a long time, but there will never be a shortage of warriors who will sacrifice their lives for the sect.
The two could feel Jiang Lian's increasingly domineering aura. When the incident happened suddenly, Jiang Lian could only watch Wang Miao rush over, was hit by the bloody big hand again, and escaped with the big space talisman .
However, it actually saved the banned people.
"It'll be fine, leave it to me." Jiang Lian remained expressionless, and the attribute panel appeared.
From the shopping mall, I exchanged the Huitian pill with [-] merit points.
Effect: Continuing the meridian and repairing the injury of the primordial spirit without leaving sequelae.
In other words, the elixir at this stage can save even the damaged soul, let alone the Nascent Soul stage.
After entering the pill, Wang Miao, who had passed out, gradually began to recover.
Jiang Lian gently put the person down, and quietly looked at the huge monster standing up slowly in front of him.
"Jie Jie, Yuan Ying's blood is really sweet."
It was a big red-haired monster covered in blood, and the blood-colored mist burst out along its breath.
As soon as he appeared, he inhaled all the banned corpses behind him, and at the same time, the red hair became even more bewitching.
Blood demon?
The two elders all changed color suddenly.
This kind of demon definitely only exists in legends. It is rumored that it is only born in the boundless sea of blood in the demon world. Watering it with human blood can make it grow rapidly.
It's just that, for ordinary blood demons, once they reach the golden core stage, they will reach the top of the sky.
Nowadays, it is impossible to think that it can be cultivated to be comparable to the existence of Nascent Soul, and it also forms a grand sacrifice?
This big blood-colored monster has a strong aura, which is definitely comparable to the late Nascent Soul, and if it goes further, it is estimated to be comparable to a half-step God Transformation powerhouse.
If there is no accident, this is the pinnacle existence between heaven and earth, no wonder the blood-clothed old man is confident.
Thinking of this, their faces were also ugly.
Could this be a trap of the Ten Directions Demon Sect?
Lure a few Nascent Souls to come over to check, so as to complete the grand sacrifice, and make the blood demon further transform into a half-step god?
There was a strange smile on the face of the blood demon, "The four Nascent Souls really didn't take any effort. I thought I only needed a few Golden Core Stages, but I didn't expect that you would come here by yourself."
"It should be the Nascent Soul of the blood-clothed old man who is manipulating the blood demon. Let's be careful." Li Ge said solemnly.
At this time, it is nothing more than a desperate situation.
The big deal is to blow up the Nascent Soul and die together. In short, this scourge cannot continue to survive.
At this moment, Shen Qiong and Yan Lingxiu had also arrived.
All looked at the huge blood-colored monster, and a touch of shock rose in their hearts.
It's hard to imagine how captivating it is.
Holding the Zixiao sword, Jiang Lian said lightly, "You all back away."
"This..." Mr. Li Ge glanced at Mr. Chen Gel, who also looked blank.
But the two of them took a step back at the same time, but their spirits were still tense, and if they were a little careless, they went all out.
Jiang Lian threw Wang Miao to Yan Lingxiu, and stepped into the sky by himself.
He looked at the blood demon quietly.
"Why, you want to fight against me alone? Jie Jie, a mid-stage Nascent Soul, stop dreaming." The blood demon showed disdain.
"I'll know after trying." Jiang Lian still had a smile on his lips.
Immediately afterwards, under the terrified eyes of the blood demon.
Jiang Lian's aura instantly soared.
From the middle stage of Nascent Soul to the late stage of Nascent Soul, it just stopped.
This is the power borrowed from the ontology.
Subsequently.
The sky and the earth seemed to be dark, and at a certain moment, a purple thunder broke through the silence in an instant, and struck downwards.
Immediately afterwards, there is the second way.
The third way.
Countless thunderbolts converged crazily from the moment Jiang Lian lifted the Zixiao Sword.
A long purple sword controls the countless thunders from the sky and the earth, and firmly locks on the blood demon.
At this moment, the blood demon's scarlet pupils were no longer arrogant and domineering, only fear was left.
Under this sword art, it really felt the crisis of life and death.
As for the two elders behind them, they retreated even more. Now they understood why Jiang Lian asked them to take a step back.
At this moment, there is no longer any doubt in my heart, only boundless shock is left.
They asked themselves, even after a hundred years of practice, they have never seen such a strong man.
This level, I am afraid that in today's world, the only one who can compare with it is the No. 1 in the world of Jiuxuanmen!
Controlling the Nine Heavens Thunder, what kind of spiritual formula is this!
This is something they dare not imagine.
A sword shocked the world, and the blood demon was completely swallowed by Lei Hai under the endless screams.
As for Jiang Lian, after leaving behind a sound transmission for Yan Lingxiu, he could no longer stabilize his avatar and could only take it back thousands of miles away.
(End of this chapter)
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