Wanhua Immortal Road

Chapter 595 Asura Holy Blood
"Boom!" The coercion on Li Xiuxian's body lost control at this moment, and everything within a hundred feet of him was shattered by this terrifying coercion!
"Blood Buddha Wuchen, you are such a daring dog!" Li Xiuxian roared into the sky.

Li Xiuxian put a lot of effort into Xiu Yuan and Shuiyao, and even handed over the Tiger King puppet to them.

With the strength of the Tiger King's puppet, it's unlikely that even a cultivator of the God of Transformation will be able to get anything cheap.

Now that Blood Buddha Wuchen dared to threaten Li Xiuxian with Shuiyao and Xiu Yuan, it can be said that he had already touched Li Xiuxian's rebellious scale.

Dragons have inverse scales, and they will be angry if they touch them!
Regardless of whether this Blood Buddha Wuchen is talking nonsense or is true, Li Xiuxian has no reason to let this Blood Buddha Wuchen go.

"Waiting for me at Mani Temple?" Li Xiuxian sneered in his heart.

The Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas is the place where the world's Buddhist power gathers, and the Mani Temple occupies more than [-]% of the Buddhist power in Kyushu. If you fight with a Buddhist master in such a place, his strength will be invisible. Suppression, this is extremely unfavorable to him.

With a flash, Li Xiuxian left the Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

In a square city in Tianzhou, Li Xiuxian's magic formula was flying, and countless precious materials were continuously integrated into it, and the appearance of a formation flag gradually appeared in the air.

Mi Fan looked at the formation flag in the air with a fascinated face. Although Li Xiuxian's method of refining the formation flag was not a clever refining technique, it was still too esoteric for a monk like Mi Rice in the foundation period.

A jade formation disk and 72 metal formation flags, so that the four-level purple-level forbidden formation after Mi Fan's repeated deduction was completed.

The fourth-level purple forbidden formation has the effect of isolating spiritual energy, even the powerful Buddha power accumulated for countless years in the ancient land of ten thousand Buddhas can still be isolated.

If the blood Buddha Wuchen lost the strong Buddha power in the Mani Temple as a support, his strength would inevitably drop greatly. It can be said that Li Xiuxian was [-]% sure of killing Wuchen.

Two months later, when Li Xiuxian stepped into the Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas again, the originally thin Buddha power completely disappeared.

Li Xiuxian couldn't help frowning. When he came here two months ago, although the Buddha power was thin, there was still some left, but now he couldn't feel the existence of Buddha power at all.

There is no Buddha power in the Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, where Buddhist sects gathered in Kyushu. Even the most imaginative monks would never have imagined this situation.

"Pfft!" Suddenly, countless red lights appeared all over Li Xiuxian's body. The red lights flashed, and the sound of piercing the flesh came out suddenly.

Hundreds of blood mosquitoes were firmly pinned to the ground by the red needles. Li Xiuxian noticed these blood mosquitoes before they got close, and killed them instantly.

"Roar!" With a stern roar, the bull with bloody flames rushed towards Li Xiuxian recklessly.

In the entire Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, there were terrific roars one after another, and the blood was all over the sky for a while, and its power was no less than that of the blood tide.

The blood tide had already been wiped out, and there were only sporadic blood monsters left in Kyushu and Sifang, but now so many powerful blood monsters appeared in this ancient land of ten thousand Buddhas.

Although the number of these blood monsters is not as terrifying as the blood tide, they are all amazing in strength. The least powerful one is equivalent to Nascent Soul Cultivator, and the powerful one is even comparable to the cultivator of Huashen.

"How, how about the army of blood slaves I formed?" The figure of the blood Buddha Wuchen suddenly appeared in the sky.

"No wonder you have such great confidence, so you have found so many helpers!" Li Xiuxian snorted coldly.

Wu Chen, who has fused the blood of Shura, can already be regarded as half of the Shura tribe, and these monsters eroded by Shura's blood will naturally obey his orders.

Transformation god-level blood monsters are extremely rare in Kyushu and the Quartet, and now there are at least ten of them gathered in this ancient land of ten thousand Buddhas, which can be said to be appalling.

The Wuchen figure of the Blood Buddha flashed and disappeared into the army of blood monsters.

"Pfft!" A golden long sword slashed out in the air, and dozens of blood monsters were reduced to ashes under the strike of the golden long sword.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Emperor Sword, which has been condensed with condensed swordsmanship, is more powerful than before, and these blood monsters can't resist it with a single sword.

"Golden Thunder Sword Silk!" Li Xiuxian shouted in a low voice, and thousands of strands of golden thunder and lightning appeared on the blade of the Nine Heavens Thunder Emperor Sword instantly.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

The blood monster stabbed by the golden thunder sword thread was turned into ashes in a burst of thunder!

The spells in Li Xiuxian's hands are constantly increasing, and there are more and more golden thunder sword threads. Thousands of golden thunder sword threads almost print and dye the sky above the ancient land of ten thousand Buddhas in golden yellow!

Blood monsters at the Nascent Soul level were no match for Li Xiuxian at all, and within the effort of a cup of tea, thousands of blood monsters died in the hands of Li Xiuxian's Golden Thunder Sword Silk.

"This man is ruthless enough, no wonder Master Xuan will suffer under his hands!" The monk of the Heaven and Earth Alliance who was sent to monitor Li Xiuxian couldn't help but gasped.

The few people who passed by him couldn't help but nodded, and they were also deeply touched by this point.

Although there is a huge gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the Transformation God stage, it is really not something anyone can do to kill thousands of Nascent Soul-level blood monsters like Li Xiuxian.

"Should we make a move?" the cultivator of the Heaven and Earth League couldn't help asking.

"You still need to take action, these blood monsters are not enough for him to kill alone!" The monk next to him snorted.

"Lightning Lightning Prison!"

In an instant, endless thunderstorms fell from the sky over the Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, and raging fires appeared above the ground. The thunder and fire combined to slaughter all the participating blood monsters in an instant.

This move is just like his name, leaving only a scorched flame hell.

Using so many powerful supernatural powers, not even the cultivators who transform themselves into gods can stand it.

But Li Xiuxian, like a normal person, marched step by step towards the depths of the ancient land of ten thousand Buddhas.

The blood monsters who dare to stand in front of him along the way can only be destroyed!
"How is this person?" In the Mani Temple, the Gorefiend Wuchen looked at Li Xiuxian, who was killing the special killer in the Xuanguang Mirror.

"Not bad!" A group of blood-colored phantoms let out a satisfied laugh.

Blood Buddha Wuchen nodded lightly: "I hope he can satisfy you!"

The blood-colored phantom trembled for a while: "You did a good job, I did my best to fuse you with that drop of Shura's holy blood!"

However, this blood-colored phantom seemed extremely unstable, and it began to dim after only appearing for such a short time.

"This way of existence is really tiresome, I can't wait to get a suitable body!" After leaving this sentence, the bloody phantom burrowed into the blood Buddha's clean dantian.

Wuchen is not used to this practice of the blood-colored phantom. Don't look at the blood-colored phantom as if it will die at any time, but I am afraid that the blood-colored phantom will live well when Wuchen's lifespan is exhausted. .

Thinking of what happened when he encountered this bloody phantom back then, Wuchen felt a burst of emotion.

Back then, Wuchen rebelled against Mani Temple and was severely injured by Mani Sandu. Although he escaped by chance, his life was in danger, and even Yuanying was on the verge of collapse.

Even Wuchen himself thought that this time he would surely die, but in a daze, Wuchen broke into a mysterious place.

There was actually a huge body in this place, and the head and limbs of this huge body were wrapped around the head and limbs of this huge body with five dragons as chains.

I don't know how long this huge body has been entangled. Even the nine dragons have exhausted their lives and turned into a pile of dry bones, which turn into flying ash when they are touched.

But what is surprising is that this huge body has always remained intact!
"A weak human monk, even Nascent Soul has been severely injured, and his life will not be long. What a pity, what a pity!" The voice seemed to be transmitted to the soul, even though Wuchen was seriously injured and unconscious, he could still hear it.

"As long as you submit to this king and do things for this king, this king can save your life!" Every word hit Wuchen's heart like a sledgehammer!
What is more terrible than death, even if he sells his soul for this, Wu Chen will not hesitate.

"Very good, this drop of Shura's holy blood was won by me from a bet when I was in the spirit world. As long as you fuse this drop of Shura's holy blood, not only will you be free from injuries, but the breakthrough to transform into a god is just around the corner!"

Xuefo Wuchen was deeply immersed in memories, and it was that day that completely changed the trajectory of his life.

Although he doesn't know what this drop of Shura's holy blood is, but this drop of blood can indeed change his life against the sky. Not only does he re-condense his Yuanying who is about to collapse, but his body is even stronger after being transformed by this drop of Shura's holy blood. It has reached an unbelievable level.

It took him a thousand years to fuse this drop of Shura's holy blood, but at the moment of fusion, he successfully advanced to God Transformation!
So far, he still doesn't know the origin of that blood-colored phantom. The only thing he knows is that in that mysterious space, the huge body locked up is the blood-colored phantom.

When Wuchen was on the verge of death, his spirit actually broke into that space, and that blood-colored phantom was attached to his spirit and left that mysterious space.

With the five dragons as locks, the bones of the dragons have already rotted, but this huge body can be intact. This bloody phantom must not be an ordinary person in front of him!
"Interesting, it's so interesting, it turns out to be the descendant of that bitch Xinyou!" In the dust-free dantian, the blood-colored phantom kept grinning grinningly.

"Huh?" Li Xiuxian suddenly raised his head and looked around. At that moment, his body felt an inexplicable chill.

"What's wrong?" Ziyue couldn't help asking.

"It seems to be under surveillance." Li Xiuxian muttered.

"You are overthinking, who else in the Kyushu can escape the consciousness of you and me?" Ziyue laughed.

Ziyue's self-confidence is not arrogance. With Li Xiuxian's powerful consciousness far surpassing that of a cultivator who transforms spirits and her unique perception as a Xuantian Lingbao weapon spirit, there are really only a handful of people who can escape the detection of the two of them. , even a monk with a combined mirror may not be able to do it!
"I hope so!" Li Xiuxian nodded. For some reason, since he entered the Ancient Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas, he felt like he was being watched by someone. Of course, this kind of monitoring does not refer to those trash who have been following him all the time. .Li Xiuxian's feeling is like a mouse being targeted by a cat hiding in the dark. Although the mouse has already smelled the danger, it doesn't know where the danger comes from. He looked around tensely and vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)