Chapter 2629 Various Changes
"Oh?" Seeing that Chu Yun, who was not the highest in cultivation, was the first to find a way to control the gods and demons, Duanmu Jishi frowned and naturally thought of the conditions Chu Yun proposed before entering the blood pool of gods and demons. , then he looked at the silvery clouds and thought to himself, "Could it be... that there are some extremely powerful imperial weapons in this blood pool of gods and demons? The one who can restrain the divine and demon chess will be Shimizu, one of the top ten imperial weapons. The Tenderness Sword? No matter what it is, let’s take care of this god-demonic couple first!”
Duanmu Jishi's body moved closer to the silver clouds, and as expected, a vast aura familiar to Confucianism cultivators emerged from the silver light. Duanmu Jishi was overjoyed and activated his Five Qi Chao Yuan Technique while absorbing the silver light. The true energy expels the blood on the Candle Dragon God Demon Puppet.
"Crack..." Similar to what Chu Yun encountered, bursts of thunderbolts emerged from the blood pillar, trying to resist the intrusion of silver light, and this thunder light was very fierce, as strong as Duanmu Jishi's Literary Sage cultivation. Unable to resist, the zhenqi in the Dantian was extremely shaken, and for a time it was uncontrollable.
"Pfft..." Duanmu Jishi opened his mouth, and another five-color rainbow fell into the silver clouds above his head, "Brush..." A huge amount of silver light fell like the power of the stars and the moon, "Boom..." The silver light on the god-demon puppet rippled like a tidal wave, rushing toward the blood-red color! In this way, under the control of Duanmu Jishi, the silver brilliance gradually expelled the blood from the top of the god and devil, and finally reached the bottom of the god and devil, and here ≡, ￡, Duanmu Jishi is really intentional but powerless Wow, Yinguang was actually in a stalemate with Bloody!
Duanmu Jishi was a little anxious, knowing that if another literary saint came to help, he would definitely be able to take out the god and devil puppet from the blood pillar, but no one of the twelve literary saints and twelve god and devil dolls could do it. Let go so that no one can succeed! Duanmu Jishi took a moment to look up in the midst of the stalemate. It was exactly as he thought. Although there was not much difference in the cultivation of the literary saints, at this time, he could see the difference. Except for Murong Jun and Duanmu Jishi, who had their blood washed to the bottom of the God and Demon Couple, the other nine people They were all at about 80%, and Chu Yun, who had the worst cultivation, only reached 75%.
In fact, when Duanmu Jishi took the time to visit. The other Literary Sages also visited each other in a normal way, with a kind of dumbfounding feeling between them. Now that things have happened, they really can’t stop!
The literary saints were in an embarrassing situation, and Xiao Hua, who was injured by Duanmu Jishi, was in even more trouble! Moreover, at that time, Duanmu Jishi thought that another Literary Sage was trying to snatch the God-Demon Couple from him, so that punch did not leave any remaining force at all. Even though Xiao Hua is very strong now, it still didn't count before the eighth level of Yuanli. What, this circle almost beat him to death! Fortunately, Xiao Hua's body had just been reshaped in the vortex of the blood of gods and demons, and it was within this space. Weird fluctuations have been overflowing in his body. This fluctuation is like water waves. Duanmu Jishi blocked part of the attack under Duanmu Jishi's fatal fist. Xiao Hua was very lucky to be beaten to a pulp and only glanced at Duanmu Jishi. Just pass out! This time's fainting was different from the previous ones. All the spirits outside other dimensions were knocked unconscious by Wen Sheng's punch, without any exception!
Although Xiao Hua was lucky not to be killed on the spot, it was unfortunate. His figure was hit by Duanmu Jishi into the blood pillar, and Duanmu Jishi turned out to be Xiao Hua.
Xiao Hua could have been rescued, but in order to snatch the Candle Dragon God Demon Illustration, Duanmu Jishi abandoned Xiao Hua like a fallen leaf, and allowed Xiao Hua's body to be sucked in by the rotating blood column.
Xiao Hua's body fell into the blood column, and with the flash of blood, it quickly fell towards the triangle at the bottom of the blood column. The blood pillar was extremely long and the triangle was also extremely large. It wasn't until Duanmu Jishi started to activate the silver light to wash away the blood that Xiao Hua fell into the three family shapes. Within the triangle is an even weirder space, with extreme spatial distortion caused by multiple fluctuations. Xiao Hua's body floats with the fluctuations like duckweeds in the water, and every fluctuation will produce a strange phenomenon. Either stretching Xiao Hua's physical body to an extremely long length, or compressing Xiao Hua's physical body to an extremely small size, and the blood color that could no longer be seen as a wave of blood was condensed into tiny blood spots. Every time it came into contact with Xiao Hua, Hua's skin will burn deep blood holes in this skin! Xiao Hua's tough body is struggling to stay in this space, let alone other monks in the Hidden Immortal Continent. Even if these literary saints above their heads fall here, they will be burned to the bone immediately. Keep.
"Grandma, it's really troublesome. At the critical moment, these boys are not enough, so I can only let me take action!" Green-robed Xiao Hua's arrogant voice came from Xiao Hua's body. This guy was hiding in the space to teach the apprentice, but he was not affected by Duanmu. Foundation Stone was injured, and now he can only control Xiao Hua's body. Judging from his tone, he must be used to scolding his disciples in the space, and he seemed to be somewhat dignified.
Just when the green-robed Xiao Hua took control of the physical body, Duanmu Jishi, Murong Jun, Chu Yun and other literary saints began to expel the blood pillars. These twelve blood pillars rushed forward and pressed against the bloody triangle. The green-robed Xiao Hua hid in the triangle. Immediately faced tremendous pressure!
"Ouch, not good!" Seeing these twelve pillars of blood hitting him with huge force, Xiao Hua in green robe was far less calm than Xiao Hua. He also had no specific understanding of Xiao Hua's body, so he hurriedly wanted to He took out his own Kunlun Mirror. However, just as he flew into the space, facing the pillar of blood falling from the top, he immediately thought of the scene of the billions of incomplete sword intent and sword energy falling from the top of the sword tomb. He almost without hesitation, dropped the bloody pillar from the space Xiao Dou took it out and put it above his head with a wave of his hand.
"Boom..." The blood pillar fell, and a huge amount of blood mist rushed into the little bucket. The little bucket shook slightly at first, and then developed a faint suction force, as if tasting the blood mist! And with the urging of the Twelve Literary Saints, more blood mist rushed into the small bucket. The suction force of the small bucket suddenly increased, and streams of blood mist fell into the small bucket! Just like the previous sword tomb, in the gap of the small bucket, there are still strands of extremely pure blood seeping into Xiao Hua's bloodline!
"Haha, I am a genius!" Green-robed Xiao Hua was overjoyed when he saw this, "If I were here, he might not be so witty!"
After a while, the blood pillar and the silver light were in a stalemate. No blood mist fell from the blood pillar, and Xiao Dou's suction force turned to the triangular blood-colored space. Seeing Xiao Dou like this, Xiao Hua in green robe was moved in his heart, raised his right hand, and a drop of blood essence was dripped into Xiao Dou without authorization. Originally, Xiao Hua's blood drop could not fall into Xiao Dou, but now Xiao Dou was inhaling it. The blood mist was all blended into it without any distinction. Seeing that things went so smoothly, Green-robed Xiao Hua became even more frustrated. He felt that one drop of blood essence might not be effective, so he added nine drops of blood essence in a row before giving up. When the ninth drop of essence and blood fell into the small bucket, the small bucket trembled violently and suddenly produced a wave. This wave rushed into the triangular space along with the blood mist. This wave and the triangular wave interfered with each other, and suddenly the entire space was destroyed. The fluctuations are confusing.
At this time, the literary saints in the sky also looked at each other, and finally started to take action again. However, when Murong Jun slapped his head on the door, a stream of five-color true energy flew out from the top of his head. This five-color true energy followed. The previous one was quite different. It was only as thick as a thumb and was almost crystal-like. What was special was that there were faint blood streaks at the edge of the five-color zhenqi. There was a faint trace of Murong Jun in the blood streaks. He was the cultivator of Literary Saint. The life is infuriating. As soon as the five-color natal energy came out, Murong Jun's face turned pale, and the body that merged into the void shrank by more than 30%. "Go..." Murong Jun very cautiously urged the five-color natal energy to rush into the space. The silvery white clouds on the sky.
"Yes, that's right! Only with the help of the power of the unknown silver cloud can we completely expel the Blood Pillar!" Duanmu Jishi saw Murong Jun like this, and he realized clearly in his heart that he also activated his natal energy. The five-color natal energy was similar to Murong Jun's. , but the arrangement of the five colors in Qi is somewhat different. And when Duanmu Jishi's five-color natal energy fell into the silver clouds, a surging awe-inspiring force poured in that was several times stronger than before. "Fellow immortals..." Duanmu Jishi hurriedly transmitted the message, "This must be the holy weapon of my Confucianism cultivator. Our respective strength is weak and not enough to activate it. As the ancients said, it is difficult to sing with a single hand, and it is difficult to support a single tree. We must work together to achieve success at the same time!"
"Good~" Why don't all the literary saints know this truth? When he said good things, he activated the five colors of his life energy, "Boom..." The life energy of the twelve literary saints fell into the clouds, and the large clouds vibrated like lightning and thunder, and bunches of silver The beam of light falls like sunlight. Under the light pillar, not to mention the blood-colored expulsion of the twelve gods and demons like darkness, the entire space was also shaken by the light pillar. The fluctuations that had previously filled the entire space began to become disordered, with wisps of black and white gaps. Appearing in the blood-red space, the silver and black grids that were originally paved together began to peel off rapidly. Black and silver were mixed together, and wisps of thunder and thunder suddenly appeared. The silver and black grids that had not yet fallen Flashing like crazy, the flashing luster rushed towards the triangular area at the bottom.
"Hurry..." Duanmu Jishi saw this and said loudly, "In this space, the power of the silver clouds and the power of blood are exactly balanced. The intervention of twelve literary saints like us is exactly what will happen to this space." The balance is destroyed. The power of the silver Confucian cultivator exceeds the blood power. I am afraid that this space will collapse. I will collect the God and Demon chess and escape as soon as possible. "
Since Duanmu Jishi can be seen, how can other Confucianism cultivators and literary sages not know about it? Except for Chu Yun's face, which was a little embarrassed, as if someone had seen through her thoughts, everyone else hurriedly moved their bodies to prepare to collect the twelve gods and demons.