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Long San was in such a desperate situation, and he had only the determination to risk everything.

He knew that only a desperate battle could give him a chance of survival.

But he slowly opened his lips, as if he was going to swallow up the universe.

The gray and obscure aura, like the sedimentation of ancient years, slowly escaped and directly merged into the heavy mace held tightly in his hand.

In an instant, the light on the mace flowed, so bright and dazzling that people dared not look directly at it.

Illusory human figures appeared and disappeared on the mace. They were the residual images of the thoughts of the law enforcement elders of the Tianhai Holy Land who had imprinted them on it with their supreme magical powers.

After hundreds of generations of vicissitudes, each figure contains a different Taoist rhyme, as if it can connect the past and the present, and penetrate the heaven and the earth.

These Dao rhymes are the essence of divine thoughts left by the ancient elders, and each strand contains earth-shaking power.
Once activated, it can unleash a killing force that shakes the universe, enough to tear the sky apart, turn towering mountains into dust, make rivers flow backwards, and make the sun and moon lose their light.

This power is Long San's last reliance, and it is also the forbidden power that he is most reluctant to use easily.

However, at this moment, he had no way to retreat.

Although this power is strong, it is not an inexhaustible source.

Every time it is performed, the Dao rhyme within it is consumed. Once it is used up, it will be difficult to recover.

But facing this critical moment of life and death, Long San has no time to care about anything else.
Only by trying your best can you avoid becoming someone else's prey.

So he gritted his teeth, held the heavy mace tightly with both hands, and the magic power in his body surged.
It was as if it wanted to completely awaken this ancient heavy mace and release the forbidden power that was enough to change the world.

At this thought, the heavy mace in Long San's hand seemed to be pulled by an invisible force.

It broke away from his palm and began to expand rapidly at an incredible speed.

Its size suddenly increased, like a towering iron curtain.

It covered the entire sky, swallowing up all the sunlight and stars.

The moment it flew into the sky, several completely different Dao rhymes intertwined and stirred each other, carrying with them an endless sense of murderousness and destruction.

These Dao rhymes may spin like a tornado, roar like thunder, or shine like the stars. They interweave with each other and trigger strange phenomena in heaven and earth.

In some places, the sky changed color, dark clouds gathered, and thunder roared; in some places, the galaxy reversed, stars fell, and the world seemed to have lost order at this moment.

Chu Junyin was in the center of this chaos, and he felt that the rules of space around him began to distort and become disordered.
The five fire lights that originally surrounded him gradually dimmed under the impact of this force, and the sound of thunder also fell silent.

He looked up at the heavy mace that blocked out the sky and the sun, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, the sky suddenly darkened, and the horizon was covered by a thick black, as if the whole world was shrouded in endless darkness.

The heavy black mace was like an iron curtain descending from the sky, covering the sky and the sun, and slowly pressing down with an irresistible pressure.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to tremble, and all things seemed as small as dust in the face of this power.

When the heavy mace was finally pressed down, the violent air currents stirred up around it were like raging waves on the sea.

This force seemed to completely destroy the entire world, and all living things would be wiped out under this destructive force.

"It was indeed a stunning blow, enough to make even the gods tremble."

Chu Junyin's voice seemed a little weak under the impact of this force, but it was still extremely calm.

“But for me, it’s still not good enough.”

The tiger head in the center of Chu Junyin's body slowly opened its huge mouth, as if smiling.

Immediately afterwards, his other four tiger heads also opened at the same time, as if the Five Heavenly Emperors were resonating and breathing together.

Thunder roared, red flames raged, poisonous fog filled the air, icy fog lingered, and blood rushed to the sky.

They interweave and merge with each other.
Finally, it condensed into a five-colored divine light that shot straight into the sky and collided head-on with the heavy mace that was pressing down.

The moment the five-colored divine light collided with the heavy mace, heaven and earth changed color.

The speed at which the heavy mace pressed down was suddenly curbed by the sudden force, becoming slow and heavy.

Those Dao rhymes were also suppressed one by one under Chu Junyin's breath, making it difficult to exert their true power.

Faced with this scene, Long San was not at all panicked, but instead a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"I now offer my blood as a sacrifice, respectfully inviting the Great Corpse Ghost to descend!"

Long San clasped his hands together, closed his eyes and concentrated.
A gloomy and terrifying Rakshasa ghost suddenly appeared behind him, emitting a heart-pounding chill.
His eyes were red and filled with murderous intent, as if he wanted to bring all living beings in this world into the eternal hell where there would be no light of day.

"I offer my throne as an offering, and respectfully invite the Great Master to ascend the throne!"

Long San shouted again, and a string of countless human skulls suddenly appeared around the neck of the Rakshasa ghost.
He also wore a Buddhist hoop carved from jade bones on his head, as if he had turned into an arhat.

"I offer my body and soul as a sacrifice, and yet you, the great master, would give me a false instrument!"

Long San’s eyes opened wide and his voice was like a loud bell.

He suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed back, and the originally ferocious and terrifying Rakshasa ghost suddenly disappeared in an instant.

It turned into a black and red sickle that was ten feet long, with the Netherworld Fire burning on it.

Not only that, this sickle also contains an endless, seemingly inexhaustible killing intent.
This murderous intent was like a surging river, rushing madly into Long San's body.
His muscles bulged, strange patterns appeared on his skin, and two pairs of dragon horns flashing with cold light slowly grew out from his head.
Under the influence of this force, his body suddenly grew to more than three meters in height, like a demon god revived from ancient times, with overwhelming power.

Chu Junyin was currently trying his best to fight against the heavy mace and had no time to pay attention to the changes around him.

Long San seized the opportunity and suddenly burst out with all his strength.

On the sickle, the murderous intent rose like a substance, transforming into a black and red lightning, pointing directly at the most prominent central skull among Chu Junyin's five tiger heads.

Almost in the blink of an eye, a strange blood flower suddenly bloomed in the air.
With blood and flesh splattering and broken bones flying everywhere, a tiger head separated from Chu Junyin's body with a shrill scream.

It turned into a bloody rain, falling on the world torn apart by the aftermath of the battle.

"Master!?"

Tong Shucheng saw this thrilling incident through the thin layer of legal prohibition.

His heart suddenly tightened, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

Since he came to Chu State and came into contact with Chu Junyin, he has gained some understanding of the entire Tianhai Holy Land.

Long San knew it, and knew how powerful he was, and that Chu Junyin was definitely not someone he could contend against.

But witnessing Chu Junyin suppressing Long San at one point still gave him a hint of surprise.

He was just hoping that one day in the future he would be able to suppress the divine realm like Chu Junyin.

However, Long San's strength and depth of background were obviously far beyond his imagination.

In just a moment, the situation changed drastically.

"However... Master's human immortal method has not yet been truly activated..." Tong Shucheng thought to himself, recalling the scene when Chu Junyin attacked Long San with his blood vessels.
Although it was only the most basic application of the Human Immortal Technique, it was enough to temporarily make Long San suffer a setback.
However, until this moment, Chu Junyin has not yet displayed his true power, as if he is still waiting for something.

And Long San seemed to have forgotten the sneak attack just now.
Or they regard it as a one-time means like some kind of hidden weapon and do not give it enough attention.

Thinking of this, Tong Shucheng couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief and prayed in his heart,
Perhaps, Chu Junyin has an even more amazing backup plan waiting to give Long San a fatal blow at the most critical moment.

After Chu Junyin's head was chopped off by Long San's fierce attack, his body suddenly became unstable and shaky.

The blood bloomed in the sky like brilliant fireworks, accompanied by Chu Junyin's long cry to the sky.
Seeing this, Long San curled up his lips into a sneer.

"Huh, it seems that you are nothing more than that."

His words were full of ridicule and disdain, and his figure changed like a ghost.
He easily dodged the icy poisonous mist that Chu Junyin spurted out in anger.

Long San raised the sickle in his hand again, and the bloody light flashed, like the eyes of a hungry wolf, longing for more blood to nourish its edge.

The sickle seemed to still retain the warmth of the previous battle and the blood of the enemy that had not been drunk yet, and it was eager to taste the blood again.

However, at this moment, just as Long San's giant sickle was about to chop at Chu Junyin's other tiger head again,

A black shadow suddenly flashed from the wound where Chu Junyin’s head was cut off.

The black shadow was so fast that it was like a meteor in the night sky, streaking through the sky, leaving behind a heart-pounding trail.

It shuttled through the blood and flesh, accompanied by a deafening explosion in the air.

The blood mist splashing all over the sky, like a black lightning, directly pierced into Long San's neck.

As the blood mist gradually dissipated, Uncle Tong discovered that

Extending from Chu Junyin's wound was actually a vein of blood.

This blood vein is like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, suddenly bursting out with power as strong as a mountain and as powerful as the sea.
It tightly wrapped around Long San's neck like a chain.
It instantly penetrated his chest and abdomen, piercing all his internal organs.

Chu Junyin looked at Long San in front of him with a cold smile on his face.
"It's over, Long San. Your era ends here."

Before he finished speaking, countless tiny suction cups suddenly appeared on the blood vessels.

Like greedy eaters, they began to frantically absorb the essence of blood and flesh from Long San's body.

Long San's body began to tremble, and he made a "clucking" sound.

That is the twisting and struggling of bones and muscles in extreme pain.
However, since his neck was pierced by blood, he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

But Long San's expression remained as calm as water, but the murderous intent around him became increasingly intense, as if it was going to shroud the entire world in deathly silence.

The giant sickle in his hand suddenly exploded, turning into tiny dots of light that merged into the heavy mace.
The heavy mace also shrank and flew back into his hand.

"Dao Yun can cut this thing!"

Since Chu Junyin reappeared, he has been secretly on guard against this move.
He knew that only by relying on the power of Taoism in the heavy mace could he cut off this strange and unpredictable object.

In a flash, the heavy mace in Long San's hand suddenly fell down.

With an unstoppable force, it seemed to split the world into two.

At that moment, the blood vessels that pierced his neck were also cut off by this force, turning into specks of blood light and dissipating into the air.

But... it's too late.

It was not just a piece of blood remaining in his body, but a blood species.

Once this blood seed exploded in his body, it would be like a volcano erupting, and thousands of blood vessels would instantly extend out.

"This...what kind of evil method is this?!"

Long San was horrified. He had never seen such a strange and powerful method.

The blood seemed to have life, spreading wildly in his body, devouring his vitality and strength.

At this moment, he has fallen into an unprecedented desperate situation.

At the critical moment of life and death, Long San made a surprising decision in an instant.

He directly used the heavy mace to break open his abdomen, intending to remove the blood from his body with his own hands.

He gritted his teeth, held the heavy mace tightly with both hands, and swung it suddenly.

The sharp tip of the mace instantly pierced his skin, and blood gushed out like a fountain, staining his clothes red.

Then, Long San endured the severe pain and put his hand deep into the wound.
With his amazing willpower and precise control over his body, he grabbed, squeezed and pulled fiercely, pulling those tiny blood vessels out of his body.

However, the horror of blood vessels lies not only in their powerful aggressiveness and vitality, but also in their astonishing growth rate.

Even though Long San tried his best, he could not completely stop the blood from spreading in his body.

At this moment, the blood vessels have been buried along all the blood vessels in his body, and his body has completely become a parasite of the blood vessels.

"Killer Star is by your side"

Long San roared, his voice shaking the sky, and the killing aura in his body surged out like a tide, carrying with it an endless killing intent.

He vowed to completely shatter the blood vessels that were wreaking havoc in his body and turn them into nothingness under this extremely powerful force.

However, the tenacious vitality of the blood vessels also exceeded Long San's expectations.

At this moment, they seemed to have transformed into greedy hungry wolves, bursting out with all their strength and absorbing every bit of strength in Long San's body at an astonishing speed.

The power that had just condensed in Long San's body had not yet been utilized by him.

It was like a drop of water in the ocean, quickly absorbed by the blood and disappearing, as if it would never be filled.

Endless blood and mana poured out of Long San's body like a tide, but were instantly swallowed up by the blood vessels.
Then it was transformed into Chu Junyin's power and continuously injected into his body.

The power of the two people, one is constantly decreasing, the other is constantly increasing.

Long San watched his power being consumed and became extremely anxious.

He never expected that even his only magical power that integrated the rhyme of Tao could not completely eliminate these blood vessels.

An unprecedented feeling of despair surged into his heart, causing him to roar in anger, but he was helpless.

“There is no other choice but to abandon this body!
"A resolute thought flashed through Long San's mind.

He knew very well that if he continued like this, the only outcome would be his death.

So he made the decision without hesitation and directly let his soul escape from his body, trying to use his soul to escape this desperate predicament.

But at this moment, Long San's killing aura burst out again, directly shattering the blood vessels, turning into a blood light and shooting into the distance. (End of this chapter)