Candle Dragon to the left

Chapter 22 22. Ancient Monk

The bustling area in the center of the imperial capital was filled with black mist.

Armed helicopters turned on their lights and circled around the venue.They waited for instructions from their superiors, but their superiors asked them to return.

"It's a big mess." The old man said with emotion.

"Didn't you plan to do this from the beginning? There is nothing to hide, and people are not stupid, but what can they do if they know?"

Someone tried to walk into the black mist, but this kind of black mist was strangely corrosive, even wearing protective clothing was useless. This evil thing could turn people into shriveled corpses through the protective clothing.

The clan elders didn't go far at all, they sat in the hidden conference room of the venue.Looking out, you can see a huge hole like an abyss, and a circle of creeping black shadows around the edge of the hole. Their bodies are lying low, and there are complicated runes lit up under their feet.These runes modify the rules of the world, and continuously transmit ancient power to the floating stone statue in the center of the hollow.

The clan elders looked at the stone statue with awe in their pupils.

"When he comes, we will have the chance to live forever."

"This bloody sacrifice is an announcement to the world of our unrivaled dominion!"

"That's it, no wonder the old guys at home want to cooperate with you so much." A young voice suddenly sounded out from among the old hoarse voices.

At some point, a young man stood at the door of the conference room.

He was wearing a neat suit, white shirt and black tie, and a bouquet of white roses in his hand.

He came to a funeral.

"... Gu Yan!" An old man recognized the young man and started to slap the table.

The man smiled, his pupils were filled with silver and white, like a ray of moonlight cast into the black mist.

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The golden candle flames bloomed in Li Xi'an's eyes, his body was bent into a bow shape, and the scales on his calves were clasped together.

The dragon-like and human-like creature stomped on the ground fiercely, and shot out like an arrow, heading straight for the bloody vortex. The distance was shortened to within reach.He opened his arms. At this moment, red copper-like scales covered the entire arm, and the knuckles were like sharp knives stacked on each other.

He exerted force and tore open the vortex.

At the same time, Zai Tianding was always suspended in the high place behind him, the hieroglyphs were running, and all the living spirits were activated!
It's a pity it's too late.

When Li Xi'an tore apart his blood energy like a arrow, he witnessed an ancient and cruel recovery ceremony with his own eyes.

Zhao Xingzhou's right eye was ripped out by the withered palm, and then the scarlet eyeball was stuffed into the bloody hollow eye socket.A disgusting breath was released on Zhao Xingzhou's body, his bones and skin twisted and changed, and he became less humanoid.

Chijiao didn't hesitate at all, the green light gradually rose from the body of the cauldron, and he walked to the ground alive. He wanted to kill Zhao Xingzhou's body and that weird eyeball together!

"boom--!"

Pang Ran's spirit was stirring, and the bang resounded through the entire altar.

A figure was thrown out.

It was the dragon-like creature. He flew upside down close to the ground, and a huge bronze tripod fell to the ground. He stepped directly on the bronze tripod body, and his body was almost completely parallel to the ground.

He looked up, his golden pupils were as cold as an ice field.

The young man's cheeks were covered by fine scales, which opened and closed with the sound of breathing.The scorching blood dripped down the clothes to the ground, white steam came out and there was a corrosive hissing sound.Since the last evolution of life, Li Xi'an's blood is not only a precious medicine containing endless vitality, but also a deadly and terrible poison.

A face to face is traumatized.

What the hell is this?He stares ahead.

The mist dissipated, and a three-meter-tall humanoid monster stood there, its right eye gleaming with bloodthirsty scarlet, flesh and spirit blending together, covering it with an ancient and majestic armor.

The floating blood energy condensed into a cloak behind him.

That thing was holding a knife, the blade was dripping blood, and it was also scorching hot.There is no trace of the young man from before. This is a terrible life that has been sealed off by the altar for an unknown number of years and still has the ability to escape.

"Great demon of the Yang God Realm?" the armored monster spoke, his voice hoarse and filled with the hatred of countless dead souls.

"Can this world still be born in the Yang God Realm?" It murmured to itself, and raised the ancient knife again, "It doesn't matter, let's turn it into my blood food. Now that it is reborn, it is lacking a monster full of blood to fill it."

Li Xi'an didn't reply, just chanted the ancient scriptures of killing and cutting.The body of the tripod sings softly, and the pictogram walks on the ground. The existence from the ancient times reappeared after tens of millions of years.

The wood of the five elements killing technique.

Staring at the mammoth dragon elephant and soaring snake, the existence whispered.

"I thought it was just a ray of soul, but I didn't expect it to be a manifestation of a true spirit, monster, you are really my lucky star."

It lifts the knife and circulates with incomparable aura, as if it wants to cut off the true spirits of the flying snake and dragon elephant to nourish its body.

"You can give it a try." Li Xi'an hung the tripod.

Golden scriptures floated around his body like shining stars.

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The ancient knife cut off the head of the snake and cut off the four legs of the dragon and elephant at the same time.

But the red-eyed monster didn't show the slightest joy, because he had done this once before, and several times not long ago.The true spirit manifested, but its vitality seemed endless, and it even carried the power of thunder and calamity that made it dread.

A figure suddenly appeared behind him.

It turned its head back, slashed down with the ancient knife, and the figure disappeared, but Keteng Snake and Dragon Elephant were intact again, and came with murderous intent.

This is deadlock.

Li Xi'an can only rely on the true spirit to hold back the red-eyed monster without fear of death, and take the opportunity to look for opportunities.But that thing's consciousness was too sharp, and he was noticed as soon as he approached.If there is no way to break the situation, his situation will become more and more difficult. The vitality of the wood attribute has a limit, and this place is naturally isolated from the world. With his five-element killing skills, he cannot replenish vitality here, and the limit is now approaching.

The monster was afraid of the might of the thunder and the sky, and it concealed it very well, but it couldn't escape Li Xi'an's eyes.It seems that even if it is powerful, it is still a condensate of evil spirit.There are solutions to evil qi, Buddhism or Taoism, but Li Xi'an doesn't know any of these.

This narrow altar battlefield is extremely unfavorable to him.

"Are there any ancient scriptures on restraining evil spirits?" He asked Li Shishuang in the cauldron.The five-element killing technique required too much energy, and he couldn't guarantee whether he would be able to fight after comprehending the killing technique forcibly.

"There is a Buddhist scripture, excavated from the tomb of a golden Arhat in the hidden era, and it has been placed in the family and no one cares about it." The woman spoke quickly, "Because this practice method kills even the entry, and the lack of energy and blood is equivalent to Send to death!"

In fact, there are still many things that Li Shishuang didn't say.

The elders of the clan are indifferent and ruthless in order to live forever. Do you know how many people who practiced this method died at the beginning? When she was a child, she saw the blood from the collapse of the body fill the pool with her own eyes.

"Read." Li Xi'an responded.

Li Shishuang looked solemn.

At the same time, the Dragon Elephant roared loudly, chanting scriptures in its mouth,
This is the true spirit of Buddhism and Taoism, and the radiance begins to appear, illuminating misery.In Li Xi'an's line of sight, one could see the howling soul melting under the glow.

The Buddha said, cultivate the afterlife and send the evil ones to the afterlife.

"Seeing that the five aggregates are empty, overcome all hardships!"

A huge red head flew into the sky in the glow, and he looked down at the red-eyed monster, golden candles flickering in his pupils.The iron scales on the slender body opened and closed, playing the killing movement.

"Flood dragon?" The monster frowned. It looked like a dragon but it wasn't a dragon. The branch-like horns on its head didn't fit the evolutionary definition of a dragon.It can't feel a trace of blood on this unknown life.

In their era, Jiaolong disappeared in the sea or deep lakes and rivers.Usually, the purer the blood, the closer to the "dragon" individual, the deeper the cultivation, the more terrifying the supernatural power.

Lifting the knife, even if it is illuminated by the light of the dragon, elephant and Buddha, it is still fearless.

The monsters fought together, the knives and scales touched each other many times, drawing bloody scars.Between the lightning and the flint, the majesty of the ancient times is dispersed, just like the personal conquests of the ancient kings!
But suddenly, something on the ground was approaching the center of the battlefield.

"Roar!" The monster roared. Its arms were bound by thick iron chains, and a big bronze cauldron smashed its face.

The key to this altar has changed hands!
It felt that someone from the outside had stepped in and wanted to re-seal it!Li Xi'an frowned, this sudden turn of events made him a little confused.But it doesn't prevent him from killing the monster directly while it is being suppressed.

The power of the bronze cauldron is extraordinary, almost every hit can make the bottom of the monster's feet dent for a while, but unfortunately it is not flexible enough, if the monster is not locked by chains, he can't hit this thing at all.

Li Xi'an circled and meandered close to the monster whose spine had been crushed, his heart was really a monster, he only suffered some skin trauma after being crushed by the bronze tripod so many times.

The scales bloomed like feathers, and the boy reached out and dug out the monster's right eye.

The soul-stirring red light flickered, and then Li Xi'an threw it into the center of the altar, the chains were bitten like a wild dragon, the blood energy dissipated instantly, and the ground was full of corpses.

Zhao Xingzhou's body was shrinking, the armor dissolved into blood flowing down from his body, and the pale steel-like muscles turned into white mist. The eyes of this body, which lost its center, collapsed and cracked inch by inch, like a glacier that had reached a dead end.

Li Xi'an spread his hands, the red light struggled and squirmed in the palm of his hand.

This is the part of the eye he left earlier.

The Zaitian tripod pondered, and the strange red glow was suppressed into seal script, which was engraved on the tripod body.A black mist rose and spread to the entire altar, blood was invisible, and the huge stone pillars were out of sight.

The golden candle burns silently.

The dragon-like and human-like creatures raised their heads, and their eyes seemed to reach the ground through the slit, locking on those lonely ghosts stranded in the sun.

"I've said it before, killing someone by the neck is the most merciful way to die."

(End of this chapter)