blood record

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Taoist Jiexu and others are working hard to activate the ancient immortal formation and the Liangyi impenetrable immortal formation, but this formation seems to have no effect on Samba now, and the terrifying pressure is on Samba. Like the ripples of water, they rippled one after another.

As for Samba, he was still walking forward step by step. Such a scene couldn't be more weird.

Taoist Jiexu's complexion changed drastically, and he murmured in a low voice: "How could this be? How could this be? This is an ancient immortal formation. It consumes so much Primal Chaos Qi, which is enough to suppress the masters of Xuanxian. Why can't it suppress you? ?”[

Taoist Jiexu knew that Samba's strength must have improved a lot, so it would be extremely difficult to kill him, but to suppress him, relying on the urging of the terrifying chaotic energy, it is still very difficult. hopefully.Moreover, Samba's body was shattered before, which indirectly proved that Taoist Jiexu was right.

But now all this has changed, and Samba doesn't know what secret technique he has used to be able to not be afraid of the power of this ancient fairy formation. believe.

There were bursts of murderous intent in Samba's eyes, he stared at Taoist Jiexu and the other three people, and said coldly: "A full 1 years of life, I burned 1 years of life, even though I am witch The undead body of the clan has a lifespan that is close to the limit, but in ancient times, I fought with an ancient fairy and burned more than half of my lifespan, which saved me from falling, but just fell into a deep sleep. So, now my lifespan is no longer limited That's right, use a little less, you humble immortals actually forced me to this point, it's an absolute disgrace! So, even if it's at the cost of 1 years of life, I will kill you all Kill, in order to boost the prestige of the Wu Clan, die for me!"

I saw Samba punching out fiercely. This punch is no longer pure power. Around his fist, the exhausted curse power seems to have consciousness, and it is passed out crazily, entangled in one after another. Cut off Taoist's body.

With a sigh, Taoist Jiexu was entangled with the power of the curse. This is the curse of Samba, a curse from ancient times, which will entangle them forever until they fall completely!

This is the real method used by the curse technique. With the strength of the witch clan's golden body, the sound is contained in every inch of the witch clan's body. When fighting anyone, this curse technique can exert its greatest effect.

But now Yang Yi didn't see this scene, he was completely surrounded by chaotic energy, and the billowing chaotic energy was crazily absorbed by the fragments of the Tianzhu, gradually forming a cloud of chaotic energy , wrapping the entire Tianzhu.

And Yang Yi's primordial spirit, who did not know when he was infected, was also absorbing the chaotic energy crazily. A perfect monk can only absorb a little bit, because the tyrannical power of chaotic qi is much stronger than ordinary spiritual qi or even pure yang qi, and a little carelessness can turn the primordial spirit into fly ash.

But Yang Yi didn't have such worries at all, his primordial spirit had already grown to a certain level, no matter how much chaotic energy he absorbed, it wouldn't be able to pose any threat to his primordial spirit, so he was absorbing it crazily now.

Gradually, Yang Yi's primordial spirit seemed to have an aura that he was more familiar with. This is the aura of "immortal". , to be able to have a little fairy breath.

But now Yang Yi is not just a little fairy breath, his soul is constantly transforming, this is the effect of chaos energy, when the chaos energy accumulates to a certain level, it can transform the soul.

Although not all of them will transform into the primordial spirit of immortals, they can have the breath of immortals and some characteristics of immortals. Such people are called quasi-immortals, and they are truly close to immortals to the limit.

The "immortal" aura in Yang Yi's body is still being continuously strengthened. This kind of immortal aura is far stronger than the general Dzogchen peak modification.

"call"

I don't know how long it took, when Yang Yi opened his eyes, he felt the surging power in his body, and a feeling of wanting to roar to the sky spontaneously arose.

"Stopped? It's still a little bit worse. What's the difference?"

Yang Yi is very puzzled now, just now after he cast the pillar of support, he got so much chaotic energy by accident, and then the primordial spirit absorbed the chaotic energy, he was not idle, he even faintly had a kind of The feeling of transforming into a fairy, but this feeling stopped at the most critical moment, it stopped for no reason at all, and it just stagnated, and Yang Yi could no longer feel that feeling.

In this way, Yang Yi became a quasi-immortal, but he failed to become a real immortal in one go.

While Yang Yi was still thinking hard, in the void, a terrifying shock and roar appeared instantly, resounding through the entire space, Yang Yi also raised his head, staring at the void. [

In the void, Samba roared loudly, as if the ancient god of war had descended, the curse power around him and the mid-stage power of the Wu Clan undead body swayed in all directions.

Immediately, the Liangyi Trapped Immortal Formation broke down, turned into nothingness, and disappeared in the void.

The silence, the silence, Taoist Jiexu felt a breath of death, they couldn't imagine it.The prestigious ancient fairy formation was broken just like this, and their primordial spirits were also entangled with a mysterious force. It was this mysterious force that made him unable to take care of the formation, and was blasted by Samba in one fell swoop.

Yang Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, he saw the curse power on Samba and the curse power entwined on Taoist Jiexu, he is not what he used to be now, naturally he knows the real method of using the curse technique, It is in conjunction with the attack of the golden body of the witch clan that it can be shadowy and unpredictable. Obviously, Samba used this method to break the terrifying ancient immortal formation of the Liangyi Trapped Immortal Formation.

"Samba..."

Yang Yi looked at the void. He knew that Samba had been watching him all the time. If he left now, Samba would chase after him immediately. Now Samba is not what it used to be. Samba wants to chase, but Yang Yi will definitely not be able to escape.

This is a strength comparable to the power of Xuanxian. Samba is in the middle stage of the undead body, while Yang Yi is only in the early stage. This is a watershed, almost a world of difference. When he appeared in front of him again, he could only fight against him. If he wanted to escape smoothly, the possibility of that was very slim.

"bang"

Samba broke the entire Liangyi trapped immortal formation, and the chaotic energy remaining in the formation also rushed to Yang Yi one after another, and his Tianzhu was also constantly absorbing it, and kept storing it in the Tianlei disk. Among them, Chaos Qi is very useful. Even if one becomes an immortal, Chaos Qi is also a must for immortals to practice.

Yang Yi is not only the Wu Clan, he also has a primordial spirit that the Wu Clan does not have. This is probably the biggest anomaly since the Wu Clan was born.

Samba punched Elder Yiyuan with a punch, and this elder Yuan hurriedly unleashed a fairy treasure, which was radiant and tyrannical, even stronger than the dragon mask that day, but in Samba's case The immortal treasure was instantly shattered by the fist of Bi Xuanxian, and even the whole body of Elder Yiyuan was seriously injured.

The power of the curse continued to weaken Elder Yiyuan's primordial spirit, and now he was seriously injured, almost dead.

The faces of Tong Xingzhu and Taoist Jiexu changed suddenly. They were about to run away almost without thinking, but a sneer appeared on the corner of Samba's mouth, and he said coldly: "Want to leave? Do you still want to run away in front of me, Samba?" Go, space, annihilate everything to me!"

Samba roared loudly, and the roar quickly spread in all directions, and all the spaces were annihilated one after another, turning into dust.

The power of a roar has actually reached such a level, it is simply terrifying, the ancient god of war, the terrifying ancient witch clan, it is shocking.Taoist Jiexu and Master Tongxing stared at each other, and their eyes also saw the intact Yang Yi, and their faces became even paler.

One Wu Clan is not an opponent, let alone two Wu Clans, they almost feel the breath of death.

"Taoist Jiexu is a master with the blood of a dragon!"

Yang Yi's eyes kept flashing bursts of brilliance. At this moment, a bold idea flashed in his mind. Once this idea appeared, it could never disappear from his mind.

He knows that Taoist Jiexu has the blood of the dragon, and Yang Yiben has the blood of the dragon, plus he is now a quasi-immortal soul, and he is much more powerful than other powerhouses of the same level, even if he can't refine the gods. Yuanshen, but if he only refines a little bit, then his cultivation base will also improve by leaps and bounds, no matter how bad he is, he can also comprehend the mysteries of immortals.

Perhaps, to other monks, the Supreme Immortal Dao is poor and mysterious, lofty and untouchable, and can only be understood by oneself, but for Yang Yi, this supreme Immortal Dao is just a pursuit of wealth and wealth, so let him It is enough to refine a tyrannical immortal soul.

Back then when he was in the Blood Coagulation Realm, he had condensed nine drops of blood essence. From then on, every step Yang Yi took was more difficult than others, but each step was improved so quickly that the nine drops of blood essence His influence has continued until now. At the beginning, his foundation was too strong, and it was only then that he could unscrupulously devour and refine the powerful primordial spirit to improve his own strength. He even saved a little comprehension. All you need is strength.