Cultivation of Immortals Starts from the Roots

Chapter 10 The scarlet blood cauldron, three corpses in one
Xue Leng on the ground instinctively felt that the cloud of thunder, mist and fire in the air contained terrifying energy that could threaten his life.

At the same time as his complexion changed drastically, the mana in his body also flowed rapidly.

In just a few breaths, a cloud of scarlet blood mist rose all over his body.

After doing this, I felt that it was not appropriate, so I took out a Vajra Talisman from the storage bag and crushed it casually.

As soon as the Vajra Talisman was sacrificed, there was an attack from the playwright.

Several thunder bombs glowing with fiery red lightning, bombarded wildly like a goddess scattering flowers, and fell straight down!

The tyrannical energy contained in it made Xue Leng instinctively choose to dodge and avoid it.

"Boom...boom...boom"

The sound of the huge explosion shook the entire arena violently.

Xue Leng, who dodged to dodge, immediately killed the souls of the dead. The power of this thunder and fire bomb is really too powerful.

Although he avoided the center of the thunder explosion, the aftermath of the energy alone shattered the vajra shield he had blessed on his body.

Even the arena, which was made of iron jade floors, was blown out by thunder and fire bombs into several huge deep pits.

Even the iron jade on it was blown into powder!

"Jie Jie Jie, you know how powerful you are!"

In the thunder, mist and fire clouds in the sky, there came the ghostly laughter of the demon theater master.

While speaking, a few more thunderbolts were thrown down.

"Damn it, is it over yet?"

Seeing another red thunder coming towards him, Xue Leng cursed fiercely at the sky, and immediately began to flee around in a panic.

Now he is very passive, except for avoiding and constantly casting the vajra shield defense on himself.

He was only able to fight back a few talismans into the air with his hand in a hurry.

Some other methods have no time to use at all, and can only be passive targets for being beaten alive.

Moreover, these talismans of Xue Leng fought back, compared to the power of the opponent's thunder and fire bombs, they were really inconspicuous.

Except for a few ice cone talismans that penetrated into the thunder, mist and fire clouds, making it faint a little bit imperceptibly.

The fireball talisman and the fire dragon talisman didn't work at all, but instead amplified the power of the thunder, mist and fire clouds.

However, just when everyone thought that the game was basically a foregone conclusion.

Xue Leng, who was fleeing in embarrassment on the ground, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing an undetectable cold smile...

Stopping his embarrassing figure, Xue Leng took out a scarlet blood cauldron from the storage bag.

Immediately afterwards, he sacrificed the turtle spirit shield obtained from the sharp-mouthed monk.

Seeing Xue Leng stop, the playmaker in the sky thought that he had given up resisting, and let out a burst of unscrupulous and maniacal laughter.

Immediately, a long rope stretched out from the thunder cloud, wrapped around Xue Leng's neck, and dragged his whole body into the thunder cloud.

"what……"

In the next second, there was a shrill scream from the thunder, mist and fire clouds, which made the faces of the audience and referees on the side show unbearable expressions.

However, what no one noticed was that the blood cauldron that was thrown on the ground by Xue Leng was still flowing, bubbling a lot of scarlet blood...

"Hmph, brat, I was actually fooled by you."

Before he finished speaking, a piece of charcoal-colored wood was spit out from the thunder, mist and fire clouds in the sky.

With a "plop", it fell into the bloody water, and the red-black flame burning on it was instantly extinguished.

"Is this—blood?"

"Blood corpse, get up!"

Accompanied by a sudden shout, Xue Leng appeared from a corner of the ring.

Immediately, he threw out a scarlet talisman full of distorted blood patterns, and smashed it into the blood puddle on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the small scarlet cauldron stuck in the middle of the blood puddle sank into the blood puddle with a "gulu" and turned into a large stream of foul-smelling blood mud.

This is not over yet!

Accompanied by the continuous sound of "Goo... GOO...", the bloody mud began to surge violently, the surface wriggled non-stop, and the head, arms, and legs slowly bulged out up, down, left, and right...

"Pfft, puff", in an instant, three terrifying blood corpses with a height of two meters stood up outside the fighting field, under the astonished eyes of hundreds of monks.

However, all this is not over yet, the formula in Xue Leng's hand suddenly twitched, and then he shouted——

"Yin evil blood corpse, come on!"

Following Xue Leng's yell, a scene that surprised everyone even more appeared. The three newly unearthed blood corpses collided into each other like self-harm.

Twirling wildly, in an instant, it fused into a gigantic hideous corpse!

As the head and hands and feet slowly stretched out, soon, a sinister blood corpse with a height of nearly two feet suddenly stood up.

The bloody mouth with intertwined fangs was split open, and it roared angrily towards the sky——

"Roar!"

Accompanied by the long howling sound of this life, an invisible shock wave spread out in an instant, bringing a hurricane to blow past.

Caught off guard, the monks who were watching the scene around the fighting field were staggered to and fro, and those with a slightly lower cultivation base even sat down on the ground.

The power of a roar is so terrifying!
Jumping on the shoulders of the Yin Sha blood corpse, and supporting its huge head with his hands, Xue Leng was full of anger in his heart. He raised his hand and pointed to the thunder, mist and fire clouds in the sky, and ordered:
"Get him out of me!"

As soon as the words fell, the evil blood corpse under his feet opened his mouth.

The surging corpse aura instantly condensed in the big mouth, forming a foul-smelling, foul-smelling corpse pus in an instant.

Just listening to the sound of "嗵", the stench of pus erupted into the thunder, mist and fire clouds in the sky.

Hidden in the cloud of thunder, mist and fire, the moment he saw the corpse poison attacking, he instinctively wanted to ride the cloud of thunder, mist and fire to flee elsewhere.

But he underestimated the speed of the poisonous pus of the corpse, and it was too late to escape...

There was a loud "boom", and after being hit by the thunder, mist and fire clouds in the sky, after a sharp twist, they finally burst apart.

Accompanied by the explosion of the corpse poison, the arena was immediately shrouded in a rain of sepsis and blood.

The Foundation Establishment cultivator, who was so frightened to control the field, quickly opened the mana barrier on the ring, and managed to block the blood rain that filled the sky.

After Lei Wu Huoyun was defeated by Yin Sha's blood corpse, a small group of dim fire that was about to be extinguished still flew towards Xue Leng's place without giving up.

However, at this time, a big hand with rotten flesh and maggots, with a "click", grabbed the dim fireball flying towards Xue Leng in his hand.

As the flames were extinguished, the playwright who was almost suffocated by the big hand was revealed.

"Don't...don't...don't kill me, I...admit defeat..."

Cooperating with his distorted face due to suffocation, he begged Xue Leng for mercy with abnormal fear.

Xue Leng, who was standing on the shoulder of Yin Sha's blood corpse, sneered when he heard that the life-player had conceded.

"Promise me, don't cultivate immortals in your next life."

Immediately, under the brute force of Yin Sha's blood corpse, the playwright was crushed alive with a "poof"!
A whole body of shredded flesh was eaten away by the granulation buds on the blood corpse in the blink of an eye!

After a short while, the entire huge Yinsha blood corpse and the blood on the ring floor were sucked into the scarlet blood cauldron.

Xue Leng clapped his hands, and shot out a flash of light from his fingertips. After putting the blood tripod back into the storage bag, he slowly looked at the Foundation Establishment cultivator who was controlling the field.

"One thousand three hundred and twenty one wins. Congratulations to this nephew for becoming a member of my True Spirit Sect."

The Foundation Establishment cultivator at the side watched Xue Leng blankly after searching the battlefield, and immediately announced the result of the competition.

"Disciple Xue Leng has met the uncle, and hopes that the uncle can support him more in the future."

Xue Leng took advantage of the situation and saluted, thanking him respectfully.

"hehe, not bad."

While the foundation-building cultivator fully agreed, Xue Leng was already classified as extremely dangerous in his heart.

This nephew's murderous intent and vicious methods are even more than that of the demon cultivator.

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