The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

While the two were searching for the elixir, a divine light shone brightly in the blood mist in the sky, reflecting the bodies of many gods. The light around them was either black or green, and most of them were murderous.

In addition to the gods, more than twenty king-blood blood demons, which are not commonly seen in the world, appeared at once. There were also black lanterns blooming with blue-black lights. They were the monks of the Soul-Devouring Hall.

"A lot of powerful people have come again, including gods and immortals from outside!"

Yu Ye cultivated himself to become a martial immortal, and his eyesight and sensitivity greatly increased. He could tell that among more than twenty blood demons, five of them were at the true immortal level.

"Are they all here to steal the elixir? Then we have no hope. Let's quickly find the exit and get out of danger, and wait for Liu Feng to come and fight with them." Yu Zhenzi said, feeling something was wrong.

At this moment, blood mist was surging violently in the distance.

The ferocious figure with a thousand hands rose wildly in the fog. Even though he was standing in the blood-colored fog, the scarlet blood on his body was still extremely conspicuous.

Yu Zhenzi and Yu Ye only heard a roar, and the sound of violence echoed throughout the world.

"You are seeking death, and I will grant your wish."

The two of them took a closer look, and saw that the five hundred feet tall evil god with blood on his head was suddenly like flowers scattered from heaven. Hundreds and thousands of strange shaped blood-colored weapons burst towards the gods and monks in the blood mist.

After the Thousand-Armed Evil God threw his weapons, he moved his hands and the evil spirits in the air swarmed over and turned into soul-locking chains that grew stronger and stronger.

Its huge body rushed out at the same time, rushing towards other gods first.

Faced with the menacing Thousand-Handed Evil God, hundreds of gods and over fifty monks worked in unison. The gods did not care whether these monks were outsiders or not. The two sides joined forces to resist the bloody weapons and surrounded and killed the Thousand-Handed Evil God.

Waves of magic swept across, and although they were suppressed by this world, the residual power still spread for dozens of miles.

"The strongest person who can come in from outside is only at the level of a perfect True Immortal, and this Thousand-Handed Evil God is comparable to a perfect True Immortal, and is extremely skilled in killing."

“Each family’s True Immortals are not at the perfect level. These wild gods and more than 50 cultivators can hardly take him down even if they work together.”

Yu Ye and Yu Zhenzi's faces were not very good. They saw the Thousand-Armed Evil God passing by, and the gods were beaten into slag and turned into scattered gold flakes. They felt a little scared in their hearts.

Once the murderous evil god has dealt with his opponents, it will probably be the turn of these intruders.

"It is the blood mist here that disturbed our minds. Our spiritual consciousness is unable to explore the way. If this Thousand-Handed Evil God were placed in the Void Realm, he would be no worse than a Saint Son of the same realm in terms of fighting and killing..."

At this point, Yu Ye and Yu Zhenzi suddenly heard a dull bell sound.

"Dong, dong dong..."

When he heard the bell sound, Yu Zhenzi, who had just reached the middle stage of the ninth realm in recent years, rolled his eyes and almost fainted on the spot.

Yu Ye was quick-witted and quick-handed, and used his martial arts energy and blood to form a circle of protective shield, barely able to block the soul-stirring bell sound.

Looking up, he saw three balls of yellow-green fire lighting up in the sky, and three thousand-foot-long corpse dragons with fire tripods on their heads crushing the air, followed by a young man in a black robe and a high nose sitting cross-legged on a black giant bell with a grim expression.

The sound of the bell was so shocking that it caused the three corpse dragon puppets to press down, and the yellow-green flames in the three fire tripods surged out.

Three fire lines, each one a hundred feet thick, pierced through the wild gods and the Blood Immortal Sect monks and headed straight for the Thousand-Handed Evil God.

Anyone who could not avoid it, or who was shocked unconscious by the sound of the bell, was turned into ashes in the fire wave, except for the monks of the Soul Devouring Hall who were not affected.

All those who died tragically had their spirits extracted and sucked into the black bell; not a single blood demon soul or even the true immortal soul could escape.

"Meet the Holy Son Huangfu."

"Soul Devouring Hall Saint, what is your intention in killing my people?"

The Soul Devouring Hall disciples welcomed him respectfully, while the Blood Immortal Sect's deacon Zhenxian was furious.

The Holy Son Huangfu who came over ignored the Blood Immortal Sect and slapped the divine weapon under his seat. Visible sound waves created circles of black ripples. Except for his own disciples, everyone within a radius of thirty miles became the target of soul collection.

Three corpse dragon puppets wandered around, and the fire cauldrons on their heads gushed out more corpse fire, killing indiscriminately.

The god's golden body shattered, and gold dust flew everywhere, all of which were swept away by the Holy Son of the Soul Devouring Palace.

"Do you think my Blood Immortal Sect is made up of no one?" An angry roar suddenly sounded from the sky.

With flashes of blood, the blood demon, with its golden wings vibrating, teleported down in an instant. Under its feet was a large blood-colored fan, which was also a divine weapon.

The blood-colored demonic fire swept across like a huge wave, heading straight for the Soul Devouring Hall disciples. The Soul Devouring Hall disciples who were trying to avoid the fight were caught directly in the act. Except for one True Immortal in the middle stage, the other twenty people disappeared in the blink of an eye.

No need to look further, he is a perfect True Immortal, able to control divine weapons, a Holy Son, and has a high status in the Blood Immortal Sect.

The two holy sons started a killing spree, you killed the blood demons of my sect, and I killed the disciples of your temple. The wild gods, who had already been killed by the Thousand-Handed Evil God and were almost wiped out, were completely wiped out after the two divine weapons showed their power.

The sky was suddenly empty. Apart from the two saint sons and one true immortal from each family, the only remaining god was the Thousand-Armed Evil God. Although he was good at fighting, it seemed that he was inferior to the saint sons of the big sects who possessed divine weapons.

The blood mist in the sky was burned dry by the corpse fire and the demon fire, and the scene within fifty or sixty miles became clear. On the blood-filled land, one could see a corner of a blood pool emitting a hazy glow.

In a ball of blood light, the blood-colored Ganoderma lucidum was as big as a millstone; and in the black light, the medicinal roots as thick as pomegranates were entangled with evil spirits, and their branches and leaves had already withered.

When the two immortal medicines appeared, the two saints who were about to fight each other turned their eyes and looked at the immortal medicine in the blood pool. With their knowledge, they could tell with a glance of their pupils that it was a royal immortal medicine that could benefit any immortal.

"A righteous god may come here at any time. We can't delay any longer. Let's put aside the misunderstanding between you and me for now and divide the immortal medicine first, one for each person." The Holy Son of the Soul-Devouring Palace suppressed his anger.

“That’s fine, but this evil god is at the same level as you and me, and his golden body is a rare treasure. How can we divide it up with him?” The Holy Son of the Blood Immortal Cult pointed at the Thousand-Handed Evil God.

There was a gleam in the eyes of the two holy sons. They each refined the golden bodies of several wild gods, whose spiritualities contained some memories, involving the "fragments of the golden body of the God Ancestor."

They said they wanted to divide the evil god's golden body, but in fact they all wanted the fragments of the God Ancestor's golden body.

"If you want to divide my golden body, first ask me about the weapon in my hand."

The Thousand-Armed Evil God and his thousands of souls are filled with murderous intent, but he is not afraid of the cultivators from the Void Realm who possess powerful external objects.

The two saints looked down, sneering with their lips curled up, their eyes were full of arrogance, as if they were looking at an animal that only knew how to kill.

"You and I will attack together. Whoever breaks his golden body first will get half of the golden body fragments."

"As you said, but you must not look closely when selecting the pieces of the golden body. Take half and the remaining half will go to the other person."

After the two men reached an agreement, they simultaneously instructed their mid-stage True Immortal subordinates to clear out the place from all the outsiders, to prevent anyone from surviving and leaking the news.

One bell and one fan, the willpower contained in the two artifacts was consumed, and then the power of the artifacts brewed, and the momentum emanating from them seemed to freeze an area of ​​space.

The two True Immortals also mobilized their true weapons and used their bloodline powers to hunt down the scattered cultivators from other sides.

But before the magic weapon could show its power, the blood demon that was chasing Yu Zhenzi and Yu Ye silently dissipated into blood mist, as if it was swallowed by an invisible monster.

Then, the two saints, the Thousand-armed Evil God, and the other three parties all looked sideways at the pool of blood on the ground.

By the pool, a big man with a crooked mouth and squinting eyes was looking at the elixir in the pool. After looking at the roots of the elixir, he grabbed them casually, and with a method that seemed to swallow up a piece of space, the elixir and half of the blood pool disappeared together.

The expressions of the saints of the Blood Immortal Sect and the Soul Devouring Hall froze instantly, and then they became angry and ashamed as if they had been slapped in the face, with rage blazing in their eyes.

They fought and killed each other, but this man went down and took the elixir without anyone noticing. The two men were furious and were about to find out the identity of the man. One of them used pupil magic and the other tried to test him with words, but the man spoke first.

"You two cowards, there's no need to waste your breath. I've taken the elixir, and that evil god is also mine. You two can't touch him." The big man with a crooked mouth had a ferocious look on his face and squinted at the two saints.

The Blood Fairy Saint's eyes glowed with blood, and the Blood Demon's true form suddenly grew a lot larger. He roared, "Asshole, I'll take off your skin and see who you really are."

Throughout his practice, whenever he encountered the saints of other major sects, or even freak Taoist disciples with heaven-defying opportunities, the other party would always be more or less polite to him. He had never been called a coward.

"Bold madman." The Soul-Devouring Palace's Huangfu Shengzi snorted angrily, and three corpse dragons rushed to the ground first.

The next moment, the two saints turned their spearheads and controlled the divine weapons together to finish off the madman who stole the elixir first.

Although they were annoyed, they were not simple-minded. They knew that the person coming was extraordinary, but no matter what, they were in the same situation as them.

At this time, two blood-stained robed figures with beggar skins stripped off flew over, and one of the dwarfs secretly activated a magic weapon for transmitting sound.

The crooked-mouthed man who was performing Void Teleportation to avoid the power of the divine weapon immediately received the message.

"Master Liu, how about adding another Blood Spirit Child with a divine weapon?"

"Ask her to come along. It's perfect for a True Immortal to explore the way. I'm also interested in their magic weapons."

More than thirty miles away, two women, one tall and one short, were watching the battle.

The dwarf with a ponytail spat and said pretentiously, "Senior Sister Liu, this beast relies on the inheritance of Dongxu Island. He knows how to teleport in the void and is good at escaping, but he doesn't dare to confront the divine weapon head-on."

"If you want to take the opportunity from him and the newly acquired imperial elixir, you need to temporarily join forces with those two to block his retreat."

What she said was reasonable and serious, while the enchanting figure with purple eyes and purple lips beside her had an indifferent expression and was well-mannered.

After a careful observation with pupil technique, she found that Liu Feng mainly used the True Buddha's perfect method and the True Immortal's initial stage witchcraft as a supplement. He was really extremely powerful, at least stronger than her, the Blood Spirit Child, who did not use any magic weapon.

Seeing that the two artifacts blocked the left and right and the two saints were about to capture Liu Feng, Liu Dai didn't look any longer. A long blood-red rope like a snake shot out from her sleeve, and her delicate body turned into a ball of blood-red light and shot away.

Seeing Senior Sister Liu rushing towards the big man with a crooked mouth, the shorty Zhou Wan grinned evilly.

"I told you to treat me as your rations. Let's see how that beast Liu tortures you."

She was secretly feeling proud of herself, but with the sharp intuition of her blood spirit body, she suddenly tilted her head to look at the blood mist on the left, and saw a girl with pigtails walking towards her.

A gap appeared in the world around the girl, and swarms of Gu flew out continuously. At the same time, their figures overlapped, and one incarnation after another walked out. However, they were different from the skins outside. They were all girls with pigtails, and they were Ouyang Shuiling.

"You rebellious little bitch, if he doesn't deal with you, I will come myself and beat you into submission, and then let you taste the aged medicinal mud again."

It would have been better if she didn't mention the "aged medicinal mud". As soon as she said that, Zhou Wan subconsciously felt bitter and immediately remembered how she was forced to eat the stale medicinal mud.

"Okay, okay, do you think you can still bully me?"

The blood spirit's magical power moved, and Zhou Wan put away the beggar's skin. Her petite figure seemed to be separated from her flesh and blood, and turned into a ball of blood light, with tens of thousands of flower shadows and water-colored lights spreading like a rainstorm.

Both women have now completed their ninth life. One of them followed the beast Liu and got a lot of good medicines and several ninth-grade spiritual treasures; the other became a Blood Spirit Son of the Blood Spirit Sect, and was reborn, with great improvement in both aptitude and strength.

On the ground, Yu Zhenzi and Yu Ye stayed away from the artifact.

The two were not interested in watching the battle between the two dwarfs, and their eyes were fixed on the center of the three artifacts.

They all knew that Liu Feng was extremely powerful and was totally unmatched by those at the same level, but those three were not ordinary people, two were Holy Sons and one was a Blood Spirit Son, and they all carried magical weapons.

"The master is a man of great fortune, but after all, he has only cultivated to the realm of immortals and Buddhas for a thousand years. It is not safe to fight against three people of the same realm from three major sects at once. Even if he is not afraid, if it drags on for too long, it will attract powerful gods." Yu Ye's tone was not without concern.

Unlike him, Yu Zhenzi, who knew Liu Feng's nature better, looked calm.

He didn't point it out, but he knew in his heart that Liu Feng was not unable to defeat the three men, but was most likely spying on the artifact and planning how to capture them.

He had just entered the Shinto world. If he killed three people right here, it would be tantamount to offending three forces early on. It would be fine if he was not killed, but if he died, the other fellow disciples would notice it, and it is very likely that people would gather around him, and he might even be tracked.

They don't have many people, far less than the large sects with sufficient manpower and many magical weapons. Once they are surrounded, it will take Liu Feng a lot of time to escape.

Soon, as Yu Zhenzi expected.

Liu Feng, who was about to be blocked by the three artifacts, suddenly stopped dodging and put on a robe with insect patterns, which was made of a material that was as good as the artifacts.

It would take more than one or two hits for a divine weapon to break this robe, not to mention that there are layers of void barriers outside the robe.

Under the astonished and doubtful gazes of the two men and one woman, Liu Feng on the spot turned into a skeletal body of a Buddha, and the Buddha and his robe both swelled up.

The huge white-bone hand pressed down continuously, and the Buddhist Miro's Void-Splitting Hand flew across the sky, directly taking the bodies of the three people. There was also a cold lightning flashing like a waterfall, and the lightning threads spread for dozens of miles in an instant.

The three artifacts suddenly stopped in mid-air, and were covered by invisible void worm shapes.

As for the corpse dragon puppet, it was like mud dug out of the ground, vulnerable to a single blow. Cracks flashed in the void, and the dragon's body shattered into pieces in the air.

"Click, click..."

Along with the sound of the artifact being torn apart, the voices of two men and one woman, either shocked or angry, were heard.

"The Taoist Dongxu who knows the Void Gu technique also has this superior Buddhist Dharma! You are Liu Feng!"

"Evil creature, the inheritance of my Blood Immortal Sect in the Great World was destroyed by you."

"Zhou Wan, how dare you trick me!"

The three of them had all heard of Liu Feng's name, and they knew that he was extraordinary, but they never expected that he was much more powerful than the rumors said.

Buddhism and witchcraft are powerful, and now even the art of refining the spirit has gained a great opportunity.

The three men had splitting headaches and their souls were damaged. Unable to mobilize their divine weapons to resist, they could not withstand the Buddhist Miro's Void-Splitting Hand alone, even without the Alien Gu.

"Boom bang bang..."

All the protective measures of the three people were broken, and the three figures flew backwards, vomiting blood. Halfway through the flight, a phantom-like giant hand grabbed them.

Deep in the blood mist, the Thousand-Handed Killing God who witnessed this scene had a strange light in his bloodshot eyes. Facing such a person, his fighting spirit fell to the bottom.

Liu Feng put away his skeletal body, still wearing the skin of a bully, and refused to admit his identity. He waved his sleeves and took away the three broken artifacts. What he wanted were the disassembled materials so that he could refine his own artifact in the future.

With a grab from the air, all the magical treasures on the two men and one woman were taken away. The elixirs in the inner world had to be left before they could be asked for.

After temporarily sealing the three people and putting them into the inner world, he teleported to appear a hundred feet away from the Thousand-Handed Evil God, and his unquestionable words penetrated into the depths of the blood mist.

"Give me the fragments of the God Ancestor's golden body, and I will take you away from this Shinto world..."

(End of this chapter)