Black Myth: Tang Dynasty

Chapter 254 Immortal Ability, Rebirth from a Drop of Blood
At any rate, Chihu was once the emperor of the world, and after his death, he was also a ghost general of the sun god, with a respected status, how could he have been wronged like this?

His pupils were blood red, and he roared like a madman. Enduring the severe pain and humiliation, he got up from the mud, his eyes full of evil spirit.

In just a few breaths, his limbs grew out again. Seeing this terrifying immortal body, Xu Qingxuan even frowned slightly.

Chihu is not considered strong, and his combat power is at the bottom of the Yangshen Realm, but because of the existence of the immortal body, it becomes very troublesome to kill him, and at most he can only be suppressed.

Seeing the red tiger crawling out of the mud and rushing towards him without hesitation, Wu Wei trembled, with a trace of panic in his eyes.

What are you killing me for?Xu Jianxian is the one who hurt you the most!

He was about to run away, but suddenly saw a figure, he was no longer afraid, but showed a smile instead.

Turn the river and stir the sea stick, keep turning for me!
The power of thunder, fully open!

……

Chihu endured the severe pain, and he didn't even care about Xu Qingxuan's sword. At this moment, his pupils were blood red, and there was only one thought left, which was to kill that despicable and shameless little Taoist priest!
However, the next moment, a huge three-pointed two-edged knife flew down from the air, and the sharp blade pierced Chihu's chest, nailing him to a mountain.

Chihu stretched out his hands, trying to pull out the familiar three-pointed two-edged knife.

Clang!
Two Qingyue swords sounded, and the two swords of Chi Xiao and Bai Long pierced through his two arms respectively, nailing his hands to the mountain.

Li Daoxuan's figure landed in front of him, his brows and sky eyes opened, and a bright golden light that subdued demons shot out, burning through Chihu's heart, revealing a scorched black color.

"It's you!"

Chihu saw Li Daoxuan's appearance clearly, and the anger in his eyes boiled again.

Last time, in front of countless subordinates, this young Taoist who pretended to be Erlang Zhenjun fixed him, then cut off his head and stomped it to pieces, which made him extremely humiliated.

Now this scene seems familiar.

Li Daoxuan looked at him coldly, with shining silver armor and a cloak, he was like a god descending from the sky, full of majesty and domineering.

"Xu Jianxian, borrow the sword and use it."

Li Daoxuan stretched out his hand, and under the call of Chunyang Sword Intent, the Wanren Excalibur uttered a loud and clear sword cry, flew out of Xu Qingxuan's hand, and fell into his hand.

Xu Qingxuan shook his head and smiled, as if he was used to this.

Li Daoxuan held the Ten Thousand Rens Excalibur, and under the blessing of Fa Tianxiang and Earth, the Ten Thousand Rens Excalibur became tens of feet in size, and the stars and clouds around him became more brilliant. Looking from a distance, it looked like a giant sword made of stars sword.

Holding the divine sword in his hand, his blood was agitated and his arrogance suddenly aroused, as if he had returned to the time when Hongzhou slayed the dragon. At that time, he was holding the divine sword and entered the water to slay the dragon with the law of heaven and earth.

Li Daoxuan raised the divine sword with both hands, ready to chop off at Chihu's head.

Chihu consumed a lot of mana, and he stopped resisting at this moment. He looked at Li Daoxuan, and said sarcastically: "Don't say it's cutting off my head, even if it's cutting me into pieces, I'll blow my bones to ashes. What can I do?"

His expression was very proud, as if he was sure that Li Daoxuan could not do anything to his immortal body.

But the next moment, he saw an old and yellowed piece of paper floating out of Li Daoxuan's body and landed on him.

boom!
The piece of paper seemed to be stimulated by some kind of stimulation, and it burned quickly, and then a resolute voice began to reverberate between the heaven and the earth.

"Thousands of miles of China, full of prosperity and prosperity, the eight wilds and the six harmony, the Vega and the four seas, the land of China, and the virtues equal to the sky!"

"The beautiful rivers and mountains in the Central Plains were originally the holy land of Yanhuang and the paradise of China, but in today's domain, who owns the world?"

"Min Fengtian raises his master to slaughter Hu and barbarians. I swear that I will slaughter all the barbarians in the world, and kill all the barbarians in the world. I will restore the land of my Han people and avenge my revenge against China!"

……

In the beginning, only that resolute voice echoed between heaven and earth, but gradually, different voices began to appear.

There are men, there are women, there are old, there are young...

There are elegiac songs of generous men, and wailing of widows and widows.

In a trance, scenes of human tragedy emerged in the world.

The young child was crying in the boiling soup, and the mother who was also boiled to pieces hugged him distressedly, pleading to the barbarians.

Under the boiling soup, there is the bone of the child's father, which is used to make the soup.

The old father carried his son's bones on his back and wanted to find a place to bury him, but found that there were lonely graves all over the place, and he couldn't find a good place.

This is his last son.

The old father was silent for a long time, and finally took the hatchet from his son's waist, and left the village where he had lived all his life in the sunset, and never came back.

……

I don't know how long it took, the sound of recitation was like a thunderous bell, like thunder in the empty valley, exploding in Chihu's ears.

"Shi Min!"

Chihu let out a roar, at this moment he finally lost his composure and became furious.

Ran Min was his adopted son, but after his death, he rebelled resolutely, restored the Han surname to Ran Min, and killed Hu Ling with one piece of paper, causing countless deaths and injuries to his clansmen, and their vitality was greatly damaged.

If he hadn't just entered the underworld back then, and his strength was still very weak, he might have returned to the underworld long ago, swallowed his flesh alive, and drank his blood!

It's a pity that when he was strong enough, Ran Min would have been defeated and died long ago.

Killing Hu Ling condenses the unyielding ambition of countless Chinese men to kill Hu Yi, and has great restraint on Chihu, the emperor of the late Zhao who once carried the spirit of the Jie family, so that his mana can be solidified, and even the proud unyielding The bodies of dead ghosts are showing signs of collapse.

If there were only Hu Ling to kill, then Chihu would be able to make it through relying on Yangshen's cultivation, but now he still faces a strong enemy.

Li Daoxuan held up the Ten Thousand Rens Excalibur, his eyes burning like the scorching sun.

"Since you like to cut into pieces by a thousand swords, and burn your bones into ashes..."

Clang!
With a flash of sword light, Li Daoxuan cut off one of his arms, and said lightly: "The poor Tao will satisfy you."

Chihu let out a scream, and what made him panic was that the severed arm did not recover this time, and his immortal body seemed to have failed, and he fell into complete silence.

Chihu was finally scared, and he struggled desperately.

However, the Chixiao Sword, Bailong Sword and the three-pointed two-edged knife were firmly nailed to his body, together with the river-stirring stick that was still releasing lightning and lightning, it burned him inside and out, paralyzed his whole body, and made it difficult for him to break free.

The most important thing is that the previous battle with Xu Qingxuan had consumed so much mana that he felt incapable of doing so now.

The sword light kept flickering, cutting off pieces of flesh and blood.

boom!
The Three Realms Gourd spewed out spiritual fire, burning all the cut off flesh and blood to ashes.

"No, you can't kill me!"

"Ghost King, Ghost King, save me!"

In desperation, Chihu's spirit was on the verge of collapse. He had been domineering for too long, and the more he was like this, the more he feared death.

When he wantonly killed innocent people, he probably never thought that one day, he would be killed by others.

"Ghost King?"

Li Daoxuan showed a sneer, and said: "That person is in danger now, do you think he can save you?"

In the shadowy mountain, Xudu's screams could be heard faintly, and the voice became weaker and weaker.

Chihu was completely desperate, even felled such a powerful ghost king?

"Don't kill me, I can sign a contract with you and let you drive me!"

Chihu finally begged for mercy.

Li Daoxuan's sword paused slightly.

This is indeed a huge temptation for a servant of a ghost general in the Yangshen Realm.

but……

With a flash of sword light, Li Daoxuan chopped off his left leg.

"When you slaughtered my Chinese people and used them as marching rations, did you ever give them a chance to survive?"

Li Daoxuan looked at him with extremely cold eyes.

Perhaps in terms of interests, it is the best choice to take him as a slave, but a man can do something and not do something.

He is a Han Chinese first, and a Taoist priest second.

There are already too many blood accounts about Shi Hu, and if he is not killed, it will be difficult to settle.

With the last sword falling, Li Daoxuan chopped off Chihu's head, and pierced the Wanren Excalibur deeply into his brow, and the sharp sword energy completely shattered the immortal body of ghosts and gods.

In the void, the sound of Shahu Ling's recitation finally faded away.

The blood gradually calmed down, Li Daoxuan put away Fatianxiangdi, he let out a long sigh of relief, he couldn't believe that he killed a Yangshen ghost general like this!
He looked at the Wanren Excalibur with admiration in his eyes.

It's really a blessed sword, it was able to slay dragons before, and ghosts and gods now, but it's a pity that I have to wait ten years before I can really get it.

Xu Qingxuan coughed, quickly took back his precious sword, and said: "Hurry up and return it when you're done using it, don't waste your time here."

Li Daoxuan smiled slightly, and just about to speak, the "Book of Swinging Demons" in his mind shone brightly.

He immediately concentrated on it, and with a little excitement in his heart, he looked at the words on the heavenly book.

"In May of the second year of Zhenguan, kill the Yang God and Ghost General Chihu in the Underworld, and get a reward—supernatural power [Rebirth from a Drop of Blood]!"

"Rebirth from a drop of blood, the supernatural powers realized by the ancient great power to observe the endless sea of ​​blood, the drop of blood survives, the true spirit is immortal, and the true meaning of immortality is preserved, which can shine with the heaven, earth, sun and moon!"

Li Daoxuan was shocked when he saw the words "rebirth from a drop of blood".

This is definitely a very powerful supernatural power, even surpassing Chihu's immortal body!
Not only can broken limbs be restored, injuries can be healed instantly, and more importantly, as long as there is a drop of blood, they can be resurrected by consuming mana!

In an instant, Li Daoxuan figured out the correct usage of this supernatural power.

If he has preserved his blood in every corner of the world in advance, does that mean that it is impossible for him to be killed by others?
Unless the other party destroys the whole world first.

Of course, Li Daoxuan also knows that it is impossible to use the method of rebirth from a drop of blood for nothing, otherwise this magical power will be too heaven-defying.

In addition, he also wants to know, if he died of old age naturally, or was struck to death by a thunderbolt during the catastrophe, can he be resurrected with the method of rebirth from a drop of blood? If so, then this supernatural power is simply a BUG-like existence. Alternative longevity has been achieved directly!

All of this can only be answered after he has practiced, but it is not the time to practice supernatural powers, otherwise Li Daoxuan has cultivated immortal supernatural powers just after killing Chihu, which is a bit too obvious.

A ray of light appeared in Li Daoxuan's eyes.

"Senior Xu, please stay at the entrance of the cave with Master, and don't let anyone disturb your empress."

"Boy, what about you?"

Li Daoxuan showed a smile.

"Grab—cough cough, I'll help Taoist Xuan Cheng and the others, slay demons and demons!"

　The second update is presented, and there will be a third update in the evening, and it's a [-]-word chapter, so I love it!
　　
　
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