Nine Sun Dragon God

Chapter 58 The Blood of the Xiao Clan...

Seeing this scene, Xiao Yun frowned endlessly. He was about to ask another question when he heard the old man speak.

"Your blood...is very pure."

The old man seemed to say casually, and moved several earthen jars of different sizes in front of his feet, slapped one of the mud seals, picked it up, and poured it into the pool of blood.

With a splash, blood gushed out of it, and the smell was tangy. After pouring out this jar of blood, the old man picked up another jar.

In the perception of Xiao Yun's divine sense, the two opened earthen jars emitted different blood auras from different origins, but they were poured into the blood pool and mixed together at this moment.

He noticed that the old man's method was not recorded in the mural next to it, so it should not be for making corpse puppets, but for some other purpose.

"Oh, it's still empty..."

Suddenly, the old man picked up another earthen jar. This earthen jar had the largest capacity. After he slapped the mud seal open, he weighed it slightly, and only a trace of blood poured out of it. It was very viscous, and it took a long time to pour it out.

At this moment, Xiao Yun's eyes widened, and his heart was full of anger! !
He felt that the power of the blood in that empty crock could resonate with him. It seemed that at this moment, he had the urge to kill this person!

The old man seemed very dissatisfied, put down the earthen jar, shook his head and muttered: "Xiao Zhan's blood is the best, but it's a pity that he hasn't found the sword tower yet, alas, without his fresh blood, I'm afraid the plan will be delayed..."

Seeing the old man talking to himself, the meaning revealed in the words all confirmed the conjecture in Xiao Yun's heart. His grandfather was trapped in the sword tower, and would be found by people from the Yaowang Mansion every once in a while, and then he would draw blood and bring him back to the capital.

It turned out that everything was to nourish the big corpse in the pool of blood! !
"Using the blood of the strong in the Lingquan Realm and even the Cave Heaven Realm to nourish the corpse, the Yaowangfu's handwriting is really great..."

Xiao Yun gritted his teeth and said, with a cold light in his eyes, he was already mobilizing his vitality secretly, preparing to get close to the old man, and in an instant, thunder struck!
It is too insidious to raise corpses with the method of blood sacrifice.

He felt the aura fluctuations of different cultivation realms from these bloods, but none of the blood was below the Martial Vessel Realm. Such a tyrannical bloodline was mixed together, but it was all the blood of living people, just to cultivate that corpse.

Suddenly, the old man grinned, and a venomous look flashed in his eyes: "Xiao Zhan's blood is gone, let's replace it with his grandson's for now!"

call! !

The situation changed suddenly, the old man turned around, and shot out with a sinister smile. There was a faint magic light between his claws, ferocious and ruthless, which made Xiao Yun feel an extremely sinister force, which was mental fluctuations mixed with death energy. !

From the looks of it, this person's cultivation must be far beyond the Martial Artifact Realm!
If an ordinary person was stared at viciously by this old man, he would be frightened out of his wits and have a nervous breakdown, but after Xiao Yun protected his sanity with the pill fire, his mind regained his clarity in an instant, he only felt awe-inspiring in his heart, and his expression was extremely solemn.

laugh! !

A claw sliced ​​through the air, and the death energy spread towards Xiao Yun's throat. Because of his fast movement, his realm was far beyond Xiao Yun's match, and it locked Xiao Yun's throat almost in the blink of an eye!
Xiao Yun's heart trembled. Before he could make a move, he was controlled by the old man. His sharp claws had already pierced his neck, and a few drops of blood were secreted.

There was a gloomy light in the old man's eyes, his face was covered with frost, and the fire light reflected on half of his face, which gave him an eerie feeling, extremely hideous and terrifying.

He moved his dry mouth a little, and said with a sneer: "Sure enough, it is Xiao Long's son. When they rebelled back then, they should have thought about who would bear the consequences. Although your cultivation base is too weak, you are also a member of the Xiao clan." Blood, Jie Jie..."

In the old man's attacking hand, Xiao Yun did not feel the slightest fluctuation of vitality. It is expected that this person should be subject to some kind of restriction, he can only use his divine sense, and cannot explode his full power.

Thinking like this, Xiao Yun secretly came up with a countermeasure, if the opponent really couldn't use his vitality, then he had a plan to escape.

"Come on, taste the taste of bloodletting..."

The old man sneered wantonly, locked Xiao Yun's throat, immediately waved his arm, and with a flick, threw Xiao Yun onto the wall beside the pool of blood.

Without waiting for Xiao Yun to catch his breath, the old man's eyes showed brilliance, and he waved his hand again, and a thick iron chain flew from the ground quickly, making a clang.

Its material is exactly the same as the shackles that imprisoned the Warlord.

Seeing the old man coming with the shackles, wanting to lock himself here, Xiao Yun gritted his teeth, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he shot suddenly, with a surge of majestic spiritual power.

He controlled the extremely cold fire on the ancient bronze lamp in his body, and after taking shape, he was as swift as a flying sword, and burst out in a flash of light all over the sky! !
The old man only saw the blazing white light here, like the night overturned, and the scorching sun across the sky, reflecting the shadows of Danhuo in his pupils.

Without thinking about it, he flung the shackles and shot quickly. Between his hands, the dead energy in his palms shot out overwhelmingly, gathered and whirled in the air, condensed into a gray crystal sword, suddenly raised his palms, and rushed towards Xiao Yun!
"It's best if you're alive. If you die, your blood won't be fresh..."

The old man smiled secretly, his eyes flickered sharply, and he slapped several palms again, hitting Xiao Yun's limbs respectively, if he was going to be paralyzed, he would be trapped here forever, as the source of the blood of the Xiao clan.

Xiao Yun's expression was indifferent, he already had murderous intentions, raised his palm to ignite the pill fire, and pointed like a knife, with a burst of divine light, he slashed down in an instant! !
Bang! !

Those gray crystal swords that were killed were filled with turbulent mist, but when Xiao Yun slashed them down with one finger, they were instantly extinguished by the frosty light of the extreme cold fire. Come!
The roaring noise made the stone room here tremble violently, and the blood pool was constantly bubbling with water bubbles, which made the old man's eyes shrink and his expression was horrified. After Xiao Yun swung his fingers repeatedly, he immediately spurted out blood, and he couldn't help but retreat.

The elixir fire in the world is the power of the most yang, which can destroy all sinister, poisonous and filthy things, including dead energy!

Taking advantage of his shock, a cold light flashed in Xiao Yun's eyes, his body swayed, and he galloped towards the old man. He was dressed in white, hunting, and with a sense of shock, he roared and killed in an instant.

"Dragon elephant big handprint!!"

This is his best attacking technique. At this moment, his cultivation has exploded, and his whole body is full of golden light. It is as if the sea is rising and falling, and the momentum is extremely magnificent.

He suddenly flipped his palms up and slapped, accompanied by endless talisman lights, and with a bang, he hit heavily on the palms of the old man who was resisting.

When the attack came, the old man's eyes were serious, he folded his palms and fingers, and resisted vigorously. Under the surging golden light, there was a muffled sound, and his defense was as firm as a rock!
This made Xiao Yun secretly startled, and he couldn't help guessing at what level his real cultivation was, to be so resistant to fighting.

After clapping his palms again and again, Xiao Yun felt more and more strenuous. The contact of his vitality with the old man only made him tremble continuously, and it was hard to hurt him at all!

"Little baby of the Xiao Mansion, you are the first person to anger this old man in 16 years!!"

The old man gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, his face was extremely gloomy, and his murderous intent was about to erupt.

Amidst the whirring sound, the old man formed a seal again, and endless dead energy swept from all around, urging a powerful force, making the air hiss, and the whole stone room was shaking!

(End of this chapter)