Chapter 655 Blood Pill Tribulation

Fan Xing.

A fierce general of the Prince Chang's Mansion is highly valued by the King Chang, if he is ranked in the top three of all the generals in the Prince Chang's Mansion in terms of seniority.

Its own strength should not be underestimated, and it has reached the level of a peak human being. Therefore, in this operation to clear up the thieves, he can take command and go out to conquer the thieves in the Blood Hall.

And his death represented the end of a battle. The strongest descendant of the remaining people is only the Nine-pattern Immortal, and it is impossible to stop Lin Lang's offensive.

"The handsome is dead!"

There was an uproar in the army very quickly. No one thought that a peak human being as strong as Fan Xing would be beheaded directly and forcefully in front of this elegant scholar.

Even the commander-in-chief of the three armies died tragically on the spot, and the officers and soldiers were leaderless, and there was chaos in an instant.

"Keep calm, everyone. When has someone bullied our Prince Chang's mansion? Take heart, Marshal Fan can't die in vain, avenge Marshal Fan!" A general stood up in time to try to stabilize the morale of the army.

It's a pity that even if he stepped forward to organize the army in time, his own prestige was far inferior to Fan Xing's, and his morale was still low, making it difficult to organize an effective attack.

The tide has gone!

The generals looked at each other and shook their heads. Large-scale battles between monk armies are different from those in mortal kingdoms. In contrast, although the commander of the three armies is important in the battle between mortal armies, he is indispensable.

Even if the main general is beheaded, the final victory can still be won under the absolute difference in numbers.

But the army of monks is different. As a monk, everyone has their own ideas, and personal power can determine the direction of a war.

An absolutely powerful monk, no matter how many enemies are facing him, can completely influence the direction of a war by himself. And the commander of the army is often the strongest in the army, and the beheading of the commander basically declares the defeat of the army.

Lin Lang stepped out, the ground collapsed, and countless monks were sucked into the ground, and the ground closed, instantly crushing into a cloud of blood mist.

Countless thorns protruded from the ground, piercing the monks one by one, and blood flowed into rivers on the ground.

For these sergeants, Lin Lang showed no mercy. Each of them might be stained with the blood of the villagers, so he was not going to keep any of them alive.

"He rushed over!"

Seeing Lin Lang killing them, the generals of Chang Wang's Mansion in the distance immediately changed their expressions, each showing their magical powers, and fled to the distance at high speed.

How could the ordinary soldiers behind them stay here waiting to die, throwing away their armor and armor, and fled in embarrassment.

It's just that no matter how fast they are, how can they be faster than Lin Lang? Within a few breaths, Lin Lang had already rushed into the army of Prince Chang's Mansion, setting off a heinous massacre.

Wherever he passed was a gust of wind and rain, and when his footsteps fell, the violent wind that could easily tear apart the cultivator in the divine realm radiated away to the surroundings.

This massacre lasted for more than half an hour, including several immortals who were fighting with the black ghost, and Lin Lang solved them one by one. The 6,000 soldiers from the Prince Chang's Mansion came in mighty force, but very few of them escaped alive.

The entire Guojia Village has turned into a forest of hell, blood is flowing on the ground, and the blood on the ground has not yet drained, and a series of blood blisters can be formed with a light step on the ground.

There are corpses everywhere.

Lin Lang was wearing a light blue Confucian gown, which was not stained with blood, and his eyes were always looking down at the earth indifferently. At a certain moment, he suddenly felt something, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky.

A thundercloud floated in the sky, brewing a terrible doom, and it was about to pour down. The blood pill above Lin Lang's head kept devouring the blood energy between the heaven and the earth, and at this moment it was finally complete, and a looming pill pattern emerged.

Boom!

The thunder calamity was like rain, pouring down.

Few people know that there is not only one Heavenly Dao Golden Pill in Lin Lang's body, but also a prototype of a Blood Pill condensed from blood energy.

The blood-colored golden elixir is a type of ancient cultivator, and such people are usually called blood cultivators. Unlike other monks, what they absorb is not the aura of heaven and earth, but the energy of blood, a group of monks who are born to kill.

The combat power of every blood cultivator is unprecedentedly strong. Even if he has not cultivated any supernatural powers, he can fight across an entire realm with one combat power.

They are full of blood, and they can recover from minor injuries in the blink of an eye. Even if they are seriously injured, they only need to adjust their breath for half an hour to recover.

The recovery ability is quite abnormal.

This is a rather terrifying cultivator.

It is said that in ancient times, there was a powerful blood cultivator, in the name of immortality, whose soul was immortal and existed forever. It's just that the cultivation method of the blood cultivator is too bloody, and once it appears, it will cause a huge murder, so it is attacked by the people of the world, and eventually the Taoism is wiped out.

Coincidentally, by chance, Lin Lang broke into an ancient cave and obtained the incomplete inheritance of blood cultivation.

The blood pill uses blood energy as bait, and it is stained with endless killing, and it will inevitably attract the catastrophe at the moment of final formation.

Now the blood pill robbery!

Thunder and lightning roared, and countless thunderbolts crashed down, completely covering Lin Lang's location in a terrifying thunderstorm.

Rao Lin Lang had already expected that the Blood Pill Tribulation would be terrifying, but until now, he realized that he had far underestimated the power of the Blood Pill Tribulation.

It is almost comparable to the number of calamities of the earth immortals that the ordinary human immortals in the Taoist realm attacked the earth immortals.

The blood pill calamity is equivalent to the human immortal calamity when a monk is promoted from the innate to the golden core realm, but this method is too contrary to the harmony of heaven, and the thunder calamity that falls is a hundred times more powerful than the human immortal calamity.

How terrible is it that a quasi-golden core cultivator in the divine realm has to face the catastrophe of a human being in the realm of Taoism?

That is to say, fellow practitioner Lin Lang has two golden elixirs, and the Tiandao golden elixir has reached six.

The level of the lines, otherwise, other people would have been robbed by the sky a ray of ashes.

Rumble!

The sky thunder muffled, and it took nearly half an hour to end. Lin Lang used the power of the golden elixir of the heavenly way, his body was torn apart, and he finally barely blocked the blood elixir.

The robbery cloud dissipated, and while the blood pill was running, Lin Lang was filled with strong blood energy, and his injury recovered in the blink of an eye.

"Although the Blood Pill Tribulation is scary, it was a good experience. At least it solved the problem of my unstable state." Lin Lang smiled slightly, and took the Heavenly Dao Gold Pill back into his body, while the Blood Pill was left outside by him.

Suddenly, the blood pill erupted with terrifying suction force, slowly rotating, absorbing all the remaining blood energy here.