Strange world, I can seal the gods

Chapter 196

The skin of a god is the most powerful defense in the world, and the flesh and blood of a god is also the most powerful magic-breaking material in the world.

But now Cui Yu did not know what method to use to forcibly draw out the blood in his body. Although the blood drawn out was only a drop in the ocean, it was still equally creepy.

What is Cui Yu's cultivation?
What is your cultivation?
The two sides are simply not comparable!
Can't compare at all!

How to compare?
But Cui Yu ignored his skin defense and drew out his divine blood out of thin air, asking if you are afraid?
Now that Cui Yu has the ability to draw away a ray of divine blood from himself, does that mean that when Cui Yu's cultivation becomes more unpredictable in the future, he will be able to draw more powerful and more blood from himself?
To the point of draining himself dry one day?

Little Jinpeng King was scared and struggled hard, but unfortunately he still couldn't break free from Cui Yu's hands.

Binding Dragon Lock not only imprisoned his divine power, but also imprisoned his physical strength.

"Brother, it's done! See how I can draw out the divine blood from his body!" Cui Yu handed the wisp of faint divine blood to Yang Erlang, and holding the feet of King Jinpeng, he began to activate his magical powers again. The blood in King Jinpeng's body was continuously drawn out.

True Water Formless is used on himself, and his physical strength can only withstand three times, so can it be used on Little Jinpeng King?As long as there is enough divine power, it can be extracted continuously.

Cui Yuyou's corpse ancestor continuously provided divine blood, but he was happy to draw it now, even though King Jinpeng struggled, he couldn't do anything about it.

Overnight, Cui Yu drew three drops of blood from King Jinpeng.

King Jinpeng's blood is black and white, which looks quite strange.

"Enough! Don't smoke it!" Looking at the three drops of divine blood in his hand, Yang Erlang quickly swallowed them into his body, and then looked at the little Jinpeng King who had given up struggling and his heart was ashamed, and quickly tried to persuade him.

"Is it enough?" Cui Yu looked at Yang Erlang: "Don't be afraid that it's not enough, tell me if it's not enough. Don't look at the size of this old hen, but the real body is a big mountain when it unfolds."

"Enough! Absolutely enough!" Yang Erlang nodded quickly, then pulled Cui Yu aside, looked at the little King Jinpeng who was dying, and said in a low voice: "We can't do anything to him, why don't we just let him go?" , find a way to resolve the cause and effect.”

"Resolve cause and effect? ​​Do you still seem to be able to resolve cause and effect now?" Cui Yu said angrily: "You can rest assured to practice, I will definitely eat this little King Jinpeng."

Cui Yu patted Yang Erlang's shoulder.

"Brother, don't make trouble." Yang Erlang looked at Cui Yu, always feeling worried, his eyes were full of anxiety, for fear that Cui Yu would cause a big disaster.

"I see, go with peace of mind." Cui Yu sent Yang Erlang away, and then looked at King Jinpeng with a pair of eyes.

King Jinpeng stared at Cui Yu fiercely, his eyes full of coldness and murderous intent.

"It's quite arrogant. Do you really think I can't do anything about you? Let me tell you, today's Golden-winged Roc, I'm sure." Cui Yu ignored the Golden-winged Roc and began to build the furnace.

Ordinary flames can't kill the golden-winged roc, but what about the three-flavored real fire?
That is the existence that even monkeys can burn.

Cui Yu planned to build a stove, and then show some color to King Jinpeng.

I don't know if I can complete the foundation of the gods, demons and martial arts by swallowing the body of Little Jinpeng King.

in the hills

Master Nanhua's eyes saw through the time barrier, and he saw Cui Yu's movements clearly and clearly.

"Have you seen it clearly?" Nan Hua asked Miao Shan.

What he asked was what method Cui Yu used to extract the blood of King Jinpeng alive.

"I don't understand." Miao Shan shook her head, "It's too evil."

"What about him and Liang Zi of King Jinpeng?" Miao Shan scratched his head.

"It's not that you don't know his temper. It's better to wait for him to finish his troubles, and then go out to sell favors to King Jinpeng when he sees that he has nothing to do with it." Nan Hua said with a smile.

Just as he was talking, Master Nanhua said to Shoucheng next to him, "Go to Cui Yu to get some little King Jinpeng's blood. This is the best material for building the foundation of the martial art of gods and demons. If you can take the opportunity to shape more than a dozen The seedlings who established the foundation of the martial art of gods and demons will sweep the world just around the corner."

"Master, isn't it good?" Shoucheng hesitated.

"What's wrong, all the karma will be taken care of by the old monk and me. Even if the old peacock comes down in the future, I will take care of it." Nan Hua said.

Shoucheng smiled wryly when he heard the words, and could only turn around and walk away.

Looking at Shoucheng's back, Miao Shan nodded and said: "Shoucheng has found his own path, and the future will be smooth when disaster strikes."

"The way of cause and effect is the most dangerous, and disasters are even more complicated. It is difficult to overcome thousands of difficulties." The old Taoist sighed slowly, his voice full of emotion.

Just as he was talking, Master Nanhua suddenly jumped his feet: "Fuck! Three flavors of real fire! Three flavors of real fire! That kid actually mastered the three flavors of real fire, and he actually wanted to use the three flavors of real fire to roast little King Jinpeng."

Master Nanhua lost his mouth when he spoke, and ran down the mountain suddenly without saying a word, his eyes were full of horror: "I really told him to burn Little Jinpeng King to death, I'm afraid the human race will never have peace."

"Sanwei Zhenhuo? That kid actually mastered the Sanwei Zhenhuo?" Miao Shan couldn't help being stunned at this moment, then her face paled, and she hurriedly ran down the mountain.

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Cui Yu held the KFC, looked at the boy lying in the shack, and heard the sound of the boy's stomach churning, shaking the hot KFC in his hand: "Brother, order some."

The boy turned his head from the shack, glanced at Cui Yu, and then turned his head stubbornly.

Cui Yu smiled when he saw this, but he didn't take it seriously. He directly wrapped the KFC in paper and threw it over.

The young man took a look at Cui Yu. After all, he was so hungry that he couldn't bear it. He picked up the hamburger and went into the kennel, and then ate it hungrily.

"This is the way of the world." Cui Yu couldn't help shaking his head.

It doesn't take much divine power to help a child or save a person.

Cui Yu felt that he was a contradictory person. In Xinyuan's words, he had a demon in his heart!

There lived a moody big devil.

Cui Yu was busy in the yard, Zhu Wuneng lay quietly in the corner, watched Cui Yu's movements quietly, and then looked at the miserable condition of the golden-winged roc, and shook his head involuntarily: "This world is too dangerous! King Wing Dapeng is invulnerable to fire and water, but this kid is even more evil. If he kills King Gold Wing Dapeng, maybe I can eat a bite to replenish my vitality."

The furnace was quickly set up, but the problem came again.

Can Fulongsuo withstand the tempering of the three-flavored real fire?

If Sanwei Zhenhuo breaks the dragon-binding lock, what should I do then?
Without the Dragon Binding Lock, how could he hold Little Jinpeng King?

When the other party retaliates, it is not something I can bear.

But soon Cui Yu thought of a way, he simply cut a hole in the stove, and only tied the claws of little Jinpeng King with dragon-binding locks.

Then a pair of claws and the binding dragon are locked outside, and the whole body is left on the inner wall of the furnace.

Then Cui Yu lit the fire, and then Cui Yu took Little Jinpeng King out of the soy sauce and other materials, made a formula in his mouth and chanted a mantra, tied the dragon-binding lock to Little Jinpeng King's claws, and then lifted Little Jinpeng King from the stove. Wang's legs were stretched out, and the stove was sealed with mud.

"Quack quack ~ (boy, patriarch, I am invulnerable to fire and water, you can do nothing to me!)'

'Quack quack quack quack~ (When I recover my divine power, I must ask you to cut it into slices and eat it with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.'

Little Jinpeng King kept yelling to vent his aggrieved heart.

It's a pity that Cui Yu couldn't hear the birdsong, so he just piled firewood under the stove, and then a little shamisen fire fell from his fingertips, and the wood burned blazingly in an instant.

"Quack quack quack quack ~ (Grandson Gui, what kind of flame are you, so vicious!)"

"Quack quack quack quack~ (Let me go, my brother is the peacock king, if you dare to be rude to me, my brother will not spare you.)"

"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, what kind of flames are you making, it's going to kill grandpa.)"

"Quack quack quack quack ~ (Grandpa Cui, please let me go, I won't dare again.)"

"Quack quack quack ~ (You have taken away my yin and yang energy, what else do you want??)"

"Quack quack quack quack ~ (Being a human being stays on the front line, where is there any reason in this world to kill everything?)"

Little Jinpeng King screamed from inside the stove.

Facing the Sanwei Zhenhuo, King Jinpeng was really scared.

Sanwei Zhenhuo couldn't burn him to death for a while, but if he burned for ten days and half a month, he would definitely suffer trauma.If it burns for three to five years, it will inevitably suffer heavy losses.If it burns for 50 to [-] years, it must die!

Little Jinpeng King felt the deadly threat, and his exposed two feet kept struggling, making the whole oven crumbling. The terrified Cui Yu hurried forward and grabbed Little Jinpeng King's feet.

However, Little Jinpeng King's wings and body in the stove were constantly shaking and struggling, only to hear a bang, the furnace barrier collapsed, and then the ashen Little Jinpeng King emerged from the stove.

Soot hit Cui Yu's face.

The little King Jinpeng is now bald, with no fluff left on his body.

"You bastard, you are really hateful! You are so hateful to the extreme! Can't you just wait in the stove to die? You have to mess around." Cui Yu yelled, holding the legs of Little Jinpeng King.

While cursing, he stretched out his hand to wipe the dust off his face.

Seeing that the three-flavored real fire on the ground tended to spread, Cui Yu hurriedly turned the iron-making hand to put the three-flavored real fire back into storage.

Little King Jinpeng over there was speechless, with a dark face, he looked at Cui Yu in horror:

Is there such a brazen person in the world?You want to kill people, but you still want them to wait for death obediently?It's a joke in the world.

Zhu Wuneng on the side was also terrified, he didn't expect Cui Yu to have such a means, and made the little Jinpeng King who was majestic in the wilderness be ashamed.

"He has actually mastered the three-flavored real fire. This time, it seems that he can taste the taste of the innate god." Zhu Wuneng drooled a little, and leaned forward full of obsequiousness, and even helped Cui Yu pick up the firewood and gather the fire again .

Zhu Wuneng now understands that being on the right team is more important than practicing.

Then he hummed in his mouth, flattering Cui Yu.

"You bastard is enlightened." Cui Yu glanced at Zhu Wuneng admiringly: "I will reward you with a leg at that time."

Zhu Wuneng kept humming, his voice was full of joy.

Little Jinpeng King looked at Zhu Wuneng, his body trembling involuntarily, and his voice was full of anger: "Bastard, you are simply a disgrace to our innate beings. How can I and other innate beings submit to a human being?"

To this, Zhu Wuneng moaned and replied disdainfully: "You have a backbone, you have a backbone, you entered the oven, and I grew up eating your flesh and blood. It was wishful thinking that you wanted to eat Lao Tzu's flesh before. Look Grandpa won't eat your wings to relieve his hatred!"

Facing Zhu Wuneng's ridicule, King Little Jinpeng was furious. While Cui Yu was arranging the fire, he flapped his wings fiercely, jumped on the ground with one leg, and directly threw himself on Zhu Wuneng's body, slashing down hard with one bite.

Cui Yu imprisoned Zhu Wuneng's divine power, so what's the difference between him and an ordinary pig?
There was only a scream, and the golden-winged roc was pushed down to the ground and kept moving crazily, unable to resist for a while.

Cui Yu, who was tidying up the fire, heard the scream of the little pig and looked at Zhu Wuneng who was pushed to the ground, and couldn't help feeling dizzy: "You bastard, you are unreliable. How dare you show your power when you are in such a state?" ?”

After the words fell, he quickly stepped forward to lift the golden-winged roc, and recited the mantra to tie it up.

Then, looking at the bloody Zhu Wuneng, he couldn't help but shook his head: "Aren't you cheap? Why are you provoking him?"

Then the fire was raised again, and this time Cui Yu tied the wings of the Golden-winged Roc, and then held them in front of the fire to roast.

The temperature of the three-flavored real fire is too high, even if Cui Yu is the performer of the three-flavored real fire, he can't help but sweat profusely from the three-flavored real fire.

The golden-winged roc kept screaming under the three-flavored real fire, cursing and begging for mercy.

But the temperature of Sanwei Zhenhuo was too high, Cui Yu changed another piece of steel, and then passed through the wings of the golden-winged roc.But before it was time for a cup of tea, the steel actually melted into molten iron. The golden-winged roc kept singing loudly and fell into the fire, and then the flaming flames were everywhere, and Cui Yu was so startled that he had to put out the fire everywhere.

When Master Nanhua and Miao Shan arrived, they saw Cui Yu with a dark face, holding a black golden-winged roc in his hand, standing in the yard gnashing his teeth.

A pile of firewood was on fire again, and Cui Yu was pulling two big wings, bound the golden-winged roc with dragon-binding locks, and was about to roast it with flames.

He is also in a temper now, and he doesn't care about binding the dragon lock anymore.

"Slow down! Slow down! That bird can't be roasted!"

Immortal Nanhua and Miaoshan came late, seeing Cui Yu who was roasting the bird, his scalp tingled with shock.

"The two of you came here at the right time. You are lucky to taste the delicacies of mountains and seas." Cui Yu's dark face showed white teeth, and the roc in his hand struggled desperately, shouting at the top of his lungs: "Nanhua Daoist Save me! Daoist Nanhua save me! If Daoist is willing to save me, he will never forget his great kindness in the next day."

(End of this chapter)