Volume 6: Dance of Demons, 1391 Bloody Spar

When Liu Ming rescued Zhao Qianying, Mo Tian and Qing Ling were still facing each other from afar.

"Hehe, Ouyang Ming's one sacrifice is not enough. Are you going to sacrifice this little girl too?" Mo Tian glanced at Zhao Qianying who was rescued by Liu Ming not far away, and said with a smile.

"This woman also has the power of a demon soul in her body, so it can naturally be used as a sacrifice. The more sacrifices there are, the greater the chance of summoning the cloudy sky mirror." Qing Ling said lightly.

Mo Tian chuckled, showing a noncommittal expression.

"After talking so much, I still don't know how to address you?" Qing Ling turned his eyes and asked.

"You can call me Mo Tian." Mo Tian said with a frown.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Motian. We are all well aware of your situation and I will not say more. The barrier opened by my two puppets is far inferior to the barrier of God Thunder. You and I will continue to fight Going down, I am afraid that the man has already been attracted before summoning the cloudy sky mirror." Qing Ling glanced at Mo Tian's half body, and said lightly.

"Your Excellency may wish to speak bluntly." Hearing this, Mo Tian said in a deep voice.

"In the final analysis, our goal is the armillary sky mirror. It is unwise for you and me to fight here before the treasure has appeared. I have a suggestion. Why don't you and I call out the armillary sky mirror first, and then How about competing based on their abilities?" Qing Ling suggested.

When Mo Tian heard the words, there was a hint of pondering on his face, and his eyes flickered slightly.

Qing Ling didn't say anything to urge her, but just waited quietly.

After a while, Mo Tian sighed lightly, nodded and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qingling's words are justified, so let's stop fighting for now."

"Since this is the case, it is inevitable that there will be many nights and dreams, so let's start."

Seeing that Mo Tian agreed, Qing Ling showed a gleam of joy on his face. With a wave of one hand, the blood cells transformed by Ouyang Ming flashed and flew above the cloud of blood transformed by the blood-red heart. Then he gave Liu Ming and Zhao Qianying a cold look, and said:

"There are three sacrifices. We should be more than 60% sure of summoning the armillary mirror."

Zhao Qianying was about to recover her consciousness at this moment, and her pretty face turned pale when she heard Qingling's words.

Not to mention that she is seriously injured at the moment, and her mana is less than 10%, even in peak condition,

He is not the opponent of Qingling and Motian at all, thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Liu Ming beside him.

There was a gleam in Liu Ming's eyes. Instead of looking at Qingling, he looked at Motian.

Even though Mo Tian turned his back to Liu Ming and the two of them, he could clearly feel Liu Ming's gaze, and suddenly he laughed and said:

"Fellow Daoist Qingling misunderstood. Although this fellow Daoist Liu also has a little demonic power, it is not a sacrifice prepared by me. As for that little girl, although she also has some demonic power, it is not pure. I also Another method can summon the armillary mirror."

Qing Ling was taken aback, with a look of surprise on his face.

Mo Tian didn't explain much. While chanting words, the grayish-white light of the cloudy stele in front of him shrank, revealing the black and white half of the stele.

But at this moment, the monument has undergone a change compared to usual. A faint blood red appeared in the center of the black and white stele, which was faintly similar to the blood cloud in front.

Qingling's eyes fell on the Huntian Monument, a strange color flashed in the depths of his eyes, and then he smiled lightly and said:

"So that's the case. Fellow Daoist actually has such a treasure. It seems that he has already made preparations for the Cloudy Sky Mirror. Since this is the case, let's start."

After saying that, Qing Ling waved and took out a black jade bottle. In a flash, a black and red thing flew out from inside. In a flash, it flew into the blood cell transformed by Ouyang Ming.

The blood cell changed immediately, and there was a thunderous sound inside. The color turned from red to black, and quickly turned into a mass of black rays of light. Then, in a flash, it condensed into the shape of a vortex funnel, and the bottom of the vortex funnel was facing the blood cloud below.

As Qing Ling muttered words, the bottom of the funnel became brighter and brighter, and black and bright electric lights emerged. This situation is somewhat similar to the huge black air vortex behind the golden ink barrier.

Seeing this scene, Motian looked at Qingling in surprise, and with a low-pitched incantation, with a wave of his hand, the Huntian Monument shot out and stopped not far from the black funnel.

The next moment, the black and white light on the surface of the monument radiated, and at the same time, the blood-colored light spread out quickly. In the blink of an eye, half of the monument was covered in red light.

Seeing Mo Tian and Qing Ling's actions, Liu Ming and Zhao Qianying showed surprise in their eyes.

"Brother Liu, you seem to recognize that girl in Tsing Yi, and that Motian, who are they? I always feel that their purpose is not as simple as taking treasures." Zhao Qianying's beautiful eyes flashed, her lips moved slightly, and Chuanyin and Liu Ming exchange channel.

"I don't know either, but from the conversation between the two of you, it seems to be related to the reincarnation of the demon soul you mentioned earlier." Liu Ming immediately replied by voice transmission of his guess.

Qing Ling and Mo Tian are both the reincarnations of demon souls, and they deliberately want to get the cloudy sky mirror, obviously hiding something important between their words.

Right now, what happened on the ninth floor of Moyuan Tower far exceeded his expectations, and what would happen in the next moment was no longer something he could fathom.

Thinking of this, Liu Ming felt a little regretful in his heart, and stepped into this quagmire without knowing how serious it was.

But even if he wanted to leave, it was too late, so he could only take one step at a time.

At this moment, a change has occurred in midair.

crackle!

A black electric glow shot out from the bottom of the black funnel and landed on the bloody cloud.

The black electric light seemed to be incompatible with the blood cloud below, and there was a crackling sound, and the black electric light scattered a blood cloud, but it also dissipated itself.

A smile appeared on Qing Ling's face, as if he was very satisfied with the situation.

Mo Tian muttered something, under the urging of his mana, the blood-colored light of the Huntian Monument became brighter and brighter, and it actually merged with the original black and white light of the Huntian Monument, turning into a strange color of chaos.

There was a glint in his eyes, the sound of incantations stopped, and with a wave of his arm, a cloud of chaotic flames fell from the monument and fell into the cloud of blood.

chi chi!

The large cloud of blood dissipated invisible under the scorching of the chaotic flames.

Qingling and Motian looked at each other and nodded, the two continued to activate the secret technique, black lightning lights and chaotic flames flew down, bombarding the bloody cloud.

The bloody cloud was originally tens of feet in size, but after a while, most of it was blown away by the electric light and fire, leaving only a dozen feet in size, gradually revealing the things in the blood cloud.

In the distance, a purple light flashed in Liu Ming's eyes, and his eyes pierced through some remaining blood clouds, but when he saw it, his face was stunned.

The huge heart in the blood cloud has lost its flesh color and turned into a huge heart-shaped blood-colored spar, which is translucent. Inside the spar is a small white mirror about the size of a foot.

"That's the cloudy sky mirror..." Liu Ming's eyes lit up, and he secretly guessed in his heart.

Mo Tian and Qing Ling obviously also saw the small white mirror, and their faces showed a trace of fanaticism, and they urged the secret technique even more.

Rumble!

A series of black electric lights and chaotic flames rained down on the remaining blood cloud, and quickly dispersed the last bit of blood cloud, completely exposing the huge heart-shaped spar inside.

Qingling and Motian breathed heavily, and looked at each other, showing a hint of hostility. The two of them coincidentally shone brightly, desperately urging the secret magic weapon in their hands.

Qingling recited a mantra in his mouth, waved his hands, and black lights flew out of his palms, sinking into the black funnel in mid-air.

The black funnel suddenly grew several times larger, and the black electric light at the bottom exploded, becoming brighter several times.

Immediately afterwards, Qingling swiped the wrist of the other arm with one finger, and a bloody arrow shot out from it, sinking into the black funnel.

The black electric light at the bottom of the funnel exploded again, and with a roar, a black electric dragon several feet long flew out, and the electric light flashed and rushed to the heart of the spar.

Thunder Dragon opened its mouth, and spewed out a human head-sized black lightning ball, surrounded by black lightning, and bombarded the blood-colored spar.

The blood spar made a muffled sound and shook a few times, but it didn't break.

Qingling's eyes flashed, and then he snorted softly, and waved out black light spells one after another. The body of the black electric dragon swelled up a little bit, opened up and sprayed out thunderballs, bombarding towards the blood-colored spar.

At the same time, a sentence of incantations came out of Mo Tian's mouth, and the Hun Tian Monument had grown in size by several times, and the surface of it was shining brightly, and a huge cyan animal head pattern emerged.

This animal face looks like an ape, with blue-faced fangs and blood-red eyes. It looks very permeable, but the most peculiar thing is that there is a huge vertical eye in the middle of its eyebrows, and the chaotic light is shining inside.

Mo Tian let out a low cry, waved his hand and typed out a formula, the beast's head flashed, the third eye at the center of the brow opened wide, and a dazzling beam shot out, hitting the bloody spar fiercely.

The blood spar shook violently, obviously this beam of light contained extremely powerful power.

Click!

A crack finally appeared on the surface of the spar. Although it was only about a foot long, it was very conspicuous at this moment.

Seeing this, Qing Ling suddenly turned to look at Mo Tian. After a sharp look in his eyes, he continued to mutter, and then he opened his mouth and spewed out a jet of black air. In the black air, there was a black bead with holes in it. The arrangement of the orifices is impressively her real pill.

In a flash, the black real pill merged into the black electric dragon's body.

The crackling sound is loud!

The whole body of the black electric dragon suddenly burst into lightning, and its size suddenly increased several times. Black scales appeared on its body, as if it were a living thing.

The black thunder dragon twisted, and suddenly disappeared in mid-air. The next moment, it suddenly appeared next to the blood-colored spar. At this moment, its body, which had grown to more than twenty feet, was wrapped around the blood-colored spar.

Thunder Dragon's two eyes flashed black, and shot out two glaring black lightning bolts, like two lightning swords, piercing fiercely on the blood-colored spar.

Click!

Another crack appeared on the surface of the blood spar. (to be continued)