Chapter 740 The Power of the Demon God

Amidst the blood, Ouyang Ming closed his eyes tightly, but the red light and shadow could still be seen oppressing his eyes.

However, there was still no panic in his heart.

It is indeed an extremely energy-consuming practice to release arms outside. However, Ouyang Ming also has various special abilities, which can make this process continue to prolong. However, he didn't do this this time. When the ammunition was exhausted to the limit that ordinary mid-level spirits could bear, he decisively withdrew all the flames.

The countless blood lines blocked by the firearms immediately bound inward, binding him tightly.

These red threads are full of weird energy, and they are so powerful that they can not only restrain people's actions, but also invade the sea of ​​consciousness of living beings, reaching the very center.

Perhaps this is the real reason why Venerable Wanzu is so jealous of him.

Strange energies continuously invaded his body. Under Ouyang Ming's deliberate control, these energies were not hindered and occupied his body almost all the way.

And in Ouyang Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, there is actually a blood line intruding. After this strange energy occupied his body, it naturally entered the most mysterious area of ​​every living being.

"Hehe, brother Xueying, that's really a good trick." Venerable Wanzu laughed and said, "There are definitely only a handful of people in the spirit world who can trap the fire of the phoenix."

Xueying smiled lightly, and said: "Although this son has mastered the fire of the phoenix, his cultivation base is shallow, and he cannot release the true power of this divine fire, otherwise my blood line will not be able to perform meritorious deeds."

Venerable Wanzu was silent for a moment, then nodded slowly.

If Ouyang Ming's Heavenly Phoenix Flame could rival Fengxiang's in power, Blood Shadow wouldn't dare to risk himself.

However, it is extremely rare to be able to achieve this level.

"Brother Xueying, how long will it take you to find out the truth?" Venerable Wanzu asked in a deep voice.

Xueying laughed dumbly, and said, "What are you worried about?"

Venerable Wan Zu hesitated for a moment, and said: "This kid is an envoy of the Phoenix Clan after all, if he has any special abilities, he is hard to guard against."

Xue Ying said proudly: "Don't worry, under my blood line, even if the gods come, they can't escape." He paused, as if to reassure Venerable Wanzu, and said: "I said , this is a power that can compete with the Phoenix Clan, so you can rest assured."

Venerable Wanzu smiled wryly, looking at the thicker and thicker red callus in the void, although he didn't say anything, there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Shaking his head, Venerable Wan Zu put aside his worries.

Even if Ouyang Ming is the envoy of the Phoenix Clan, his own cultivation base is too low to maximize the power of the Phoenix Clan. It is only reasonable that he cannot escape, so what else should he worry about.

With his hands on his back, Xueying looked at the front coldly. His spiritual thoughts communicated with countless bloodlines, manipulating them into Ouyang Ming's sea of ​​consciousness.

However, at the next moment, a trace of doubt suddenly flashed in Xue Ying's eyes. Because he discovered that when the power of the bloodline entered Ouyang Ming's sea of ​​consciousness, he suddenly lost contact.

The sea of ​​consciousness of this little mid-level spiritual person,

It's like an endless dark black hole, which has the magical function of cutting off contact with the outside world. Once his power breaks through and enters, it will disappear without a trace.

"Brother Xueying, what's wrong?" Venerable Wanzu asked solemnly.

It is extremely concerned about the blood shadow, and any subtle changes in expression are seen in its eyes.

Xueying snorted softly, and said: "The envoy of the Phoenix Clan really has some special abilities. But it doesn't matter, I will let him understand what real power is."

Strange colors flickered in his eyes, and the blood lines accumulated in the void seemed to become thicker and larger.

So what about the envoys of the Feng clan, Ouyang Ming is still a human after all, and his cultivation base is not enough. As long as he has the power to compete with the fire of the phoenix, he is sure to grind Ouyang Ming to death.

In his mind, this strange state on Ouyang Ming's body must have been arranged by Feng Xiang.

However, under the siege of the blood line, he can be sure that Ouyang Ming did not send any signal for help. Then, at this moment Ouyang Ming is using his own strength, or the energy Feng Xiang stored in his body to resist the attack of the blood line.

That being the case, Blood Shadow has absolute certainty that he can win the final victory.

However, how could he have imagined that there was a different scene in Ouyang Ming's body at this moment.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the ammunition has been automatically restrained, and it is replaced by that huge head.

This head has long opened its bloody mouth that seems to be able to swallow everything. There seems to be infinite suction in its mouth. Once a red thread enters the sea of ​​consciousness, it will be pulled by some strange force and thrown into the mouth. middle.

After receiving the supplement of blood line, the head looked extremely happy, constantly shaking its head to express its joy.

Ouyang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, the head condensed with the devouring attribute as the center, coupled with special energy assistance such as the dragon coffin, did explode with unimaginable power when dealing with the weird red line.

This red line can even resist the fire of the phoenix, but when facing this head, it has no power at all.

In the eyes of the head, the red line is food, and it is the most delicious food. The more this kind of food, the better, and you will never feel satisfied.

As more food poured into the sea of ​​consciousness, Ouyang Ming clearly sensed the increase in the power of the head.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, there was originally only one most powerful energy, and that was arms. As Ouyang Ming's cultivation grew day by day, the power of the arms also developed steadily, becoming his most important trump card.

Especially after Fengxiang's guidance, a qualitative change has been achieved.

However, as the head continues to devour the invasion red line, its power has also been enhanced.

The bloody red line can be said to be the original energy of the blood shadow. If it is not absolutely sure, the blood shadow will not use this energy to launch an attack. But now, what that head devoured was precisely this most quintessential energy, which was why it was able to achieve such a strong growth.

Although Xueying's ability is far inferior to Fengxiang's, it is absolutely impossible for Fengxiang to donate his original energy to Ouyang Ming.

It was a surprise that the strong Feng family could give Ouyang Ming some guidance. Therefore, if it is purely in terms of contribution, the improvement of the head of the blood shadow is far better than that of Fengxiang.

After acquiring the original ability of the blood shadow, the aura of the head increased at an extraordinary speed.

When this momentum reached its peak, it was already faintly capable of fighting against arms.

At this moment, even Ouyang Ming was terrified. However, this is a very good thing.

A smile slowly overflowed from the corner of his mouth, Ouyang Ming eagerly expected that the more weird and powerful red blood lines, the better, and the purer the better.

Just as Ouyang Ming was overjoyed, Xue Ying's complexion gradually became ugly.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

This is the only mood Xueying has at the moment.

He sent his own original energy into Ouyang Ming's consciousness continuously, that's because his background was far deeper than Ou Yangming's. Therefore, he believed that no matter what defensive measures Fengxiang left on this little guy, they would be broken by his own power.

However, at this moment, he has almost sent in one-third of the original power, but the opponent's sea of ​​consciousness is still like an unfathomable ocean. Where, he knows nothing.

Is such a sea of ​​consciousness really only possessed by an intermediate spirit person?

Gritting his teeth bitterly, the thought of retreating suddenly surged in Xueying's heart, and he immediately took action.

When he sensed something was wrong, he could immediately muster up the courage to cut off the wrists of a strong man, and he was also a brave and ruthless person.

"Hey..."

Blood Shadow shouted suddenly, and retracted his wrist inward, the blood line that had been continuously released suddenly stopped, and converged towards the inside.

There was a hint of surprise in Venerable Wanzu's eyes. Has the blood shadow successfully obtained what he wanted to know? However, looking at Xueying's somewhat embarrassed appearance, it doesn't seem to be too similar.

However, at the next moment, Venerable Wanzu's eyes suddenly widened.

Because it suddenly saw a huge strange thing emerging from Ouyang Ming's head.

It was a huge head, and the end of this head was connected to Ouyang Ming's head, as if he had turned into a monster with two heads.

Once the head emerged, it immediately opened a mouth that could be called a bloody mouth in the eyes of Venerable Wanzu, and the mouth suddenly sucked into the air.

Immediately, the seemingly ubiquitous red blood lines flowing in the void gathered into a ball, rushing towards the big mouth continuously.

In just an instant, all the blood lines were no longer under the control of the blood shadow, and were forcibly snatched away by this big mouth.

"puff……"

Xueying spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person's expression and momentum were weakened at this moment.

The bloodline around Ouyang Ming's body had long since disappeared. He glared at Xueying and Venerable Wanzu, and with a flash of his figure, he rushed into the secret realm with lightning speed.

Venerable Wan Zu's face changed drastically. Although he was extremely afraid of the sudden head, he had a deeper fear of the Feng Clan.

No matter what, Ouyang Ming cannot be allowed to escape.

Without hesitation, Venerable Wanzu moved, followed closely behind Ouyang Ming, and entered the secret realm.

At this moment, the already bloodless Blood Shadow slowly slumped on the ground, his face was extremely pale, and he repeated a sentence in his mouth.

"Master Demon God, Lord Demon God..."

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