Chapter 634 Blood God Vs. Vine King, Fishing by the Abyss

Swishing!

The breeze was blowing, and the toes were lightly tapping.

In the midst of the breeze, Luo Chen stood on the top of the tree canopy.

When he saw Dao Lan retreating with a knife, he subconsciously moved away from the valley.

The first part of this battle was just as the fisherman said before they set out, it was not really "dangerous".

The countless withered blood vines could be broken with a wave of their hands under the powerful combat power of their late Jindan stage.

Even the seemingly difficult fourth-level withered blood vines, the lethality that could be erupted, could not threaten them at all.

Of course, this was based on the premise that all five people had the combat power of great cultivators.

If they were replaced by early or middle Jindan cultivators, it would not be so easy to deal with them.

Sometimes, the difference of one realm is a natural chasm!

At this moment, even as strong as Dao Lan took the initiative to retreat, which shows how powerful the enemy he was going to face next was.

Luo Chen was not a fool, of course he distanced himself at the first time.

Looking at the terrifying white vine that stretched across the sky and was countless feet long, Luo Chen couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

"Is this the fifth-level withered blood vine?"

Unlike humans and monsters who can easily communicate with spirits and embark on the road of cultivation, it is extremely difficult for wood and stone to communicate with spirits and practice as a spirit.

Not only is it limited by the innate body, but it is also limited by the cruel living environment.

In all these years, Luo Chen has only seen a spirit like Yin Chensha, which has become a spirit from a pearl.

It is conceivable that the withered blood vine that can be born with spiritual wisdom and cultivate to the fifth level under such harsh restrictions will be so powerful!

Even if it cannot have the means of the great power of the spirit transformation, it is at least comparable to the Nascent Soul cultivator.

This is Luo Chen's conclusion on the terrifying white vine in front of him.

In the face of such a judgment, Luo Chen is very curious about what means the fisherman will use to deal with this vine king?

In his sight, under the white vine, the old body of the fisherman is like a candle in the wind, trembling endlessly.

But he did not retreat at all, his eyes were full of ecstasy.

"I have indeed become spiritual, and I can break free from the shackles of the innate!"

In ecstasy, he suddenly half-knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Please show up, Master!"

The next moment.

His body trembled violently, and a strong red light emanated from him.

The white vine in the sky seemed to realize something, and suddenly smashed down a giant vine, like a huge long whip.

The terrifying power, before it really fell, the solid valley was turned into dust in the rumbling vibration.

Such an attack, how could a Jindan cultivator take it head-on?

Diao Sou!

When Luo Chen's heart tightened, he saw a figure emerging in the smoke and dust.

He raised one hand high, and actually held the long whip in the air.

It was a man with a sinister face and narrow eyes.

He was dressed in a red robe, like blood and fire.

Thinking of the loud shout from the old man before this person appeared, Luo Chen blurted out, "Blood Sanren?"

"No!"

The voice of Gou Xingshi came from his ear. He had come to a low mountain a hundred feet away from Luo Chen.

Under Luo Chen's curious gaze, he whispered, "It's Xue Sanren, but not the real person. This is the blood sea incarnation he cultivated, which can be called the Blood God Son."

Luo Chen was puzzled.

In his observation, the man was clearly a genuine Yuanying Zhenren, how could he be an incarnation?

Gou Xingshi may have noticed Luo Chen's confusion. With his understanding of Yuanmo Sect as a member of Tianyaoxing Sect, he quickly told Luo Chen the specific information.

"Xue Sanren is a genius. He has cultivated the Blood Nerve to the extreme based on the blood sea of ​​the Yuan Mo Sect. He is even better than the direct descendants of the blood sea of ​​the Demon Sect."

"This incarnation is the Yuan Mo Sect's strong man who guarded Longyuan Immortal City a hundred years ago."

"After being killed by him, he was refined into the Blood God Son!"

"Fellow Daoist, if this kind of existence is not controlled by the master, his temperament is cruel and ruthless. You and I have to stay away from him."

Luo Chen didn't understand why Gou Xingshi explained it to him so carefully. It can't be because he praised him a few words before coming!

At this moment, he realized that the other party was worried that the Blood God Son would be in danger without anyone controlling him.

But!

"From the current point of view, this Blood God Son obviously received the order from Blood Sanren to capture the King of Vine, so he will not focus on us."

The Gou Xing Envoy shook his head, "Even so, the Nascent Soul War has a very wide range, thousands of miles away, you and I still have to be careful."

Luo Chen hummed, and immediately withdrew with Gou Xing Envoy.

In his sight, Dao Lan retreated further.

After finding a slightly safer place, Luo Chen looked back.

On the Dead Wood Ridge, the battle between the Blood God Son and the King of Vine has reached a full-scale stage.

The surging mana fluctuations echoed violently from the mountains.

When the blood robe rolled, a large area of ​​rich blood light was splashed out.

Once the white vine body was stained with blood light, it gave off a foul smell.

But obviously, the Dead Blood Vine King was not easy to mess with. The tyrannical body kept bombarding, and the mountains collapsed and the wind and thunder were violent.

Under its powerful attack, the Blood God Son said nothing, looked a little embarrassed, and was knocked to the ground from time to time.

Even though he could stand up again and again and fight again, the rich blood light on his body became thinner and thinner.

"Can we win?"

Luo Chen frowned and realized that something was wrong.

After careful observation, he finally found out where the wrongness came from.

This Blood God Son, although he has the combat power of a Yuanying Zhenren, it seems that he does not have the bonus of the Yuanying domain?

As he used each move, the mana on his body became less and less.

On the contrary, the Withered Blood Vine King, who seemed weak at first, became more courageous as he fought.

It seems that its power will never stop, and the pure spiritual energy is free of charge and can be freely swayed.

The Gou Xing user landed next to Luo Chen, relatively close to him, but still several feet away.

Seeing this scene, he sighed and said: "After all, the Blood God Son was refined by a dead person. Not only does it no longer have the potential to grow, but it can no longer display the Nascent Soul realm during its lifetime."

Luo Chen looked over curiously.

Gou Xingshi explained: "The so-called Nascent Soul Realm is actually a kind of echo generated by the connection between the monk's Nascent Soul and heaven and earth. Once the monk dies, even if the Nascent Soul is still alive, the ability to echo is cut off. Blood Sanren The Yuan Ying of this powerful Yuan Demon Sect was preserved through secret methods and refined into the Son of Blood God, but it is difficult to violate the laws of nature and reproduce his former realm."

Luo Chen suddenly realized, and then said: "If this happens, wouldn't it mean that the Son of Blood God will become increasingly powerless?"

"That's right." The Gou Xing user nodded, looking hundreds of miles away at the center of the battlefield where smoke and dust were rising. "It depends on whether the Blood San people have given this Blood God son any other means of fighting."

Luo Chen calmed down, his eyes widened with inspiration, and he stared at the constantly moving battlefield.

In sight, the Blood God Son continued to cast spells.

Or they can be pointed together like a sword, with sword light radiating vertically and horizontally.

Or clapped both hands together, slapping the huge white vine with bloody handprints.

Occasionally, when the sleeves and robes were waved, large streams of blood would spill out.

After looking at it for a long time, Luo Chen suddenly discovered that the blood light should be a high-level evil spirit with extremely powerful power. Every time it hit Bai Teng, Bai Teng's aura would weaken.

But obviously, this kind of evil spirit needs less and less.

If you want to use this method to kill Bai Teng's power, then you don't know how much bloody evil energy the Blood God Son has to reserve to use it.

Just as the Gou Xing Envoy said, if this Blood God Son didn't have other powerful means given by the Blood Sanren, I'm afraid this battle would be unwinnable.

…

In Deadwood Ridge, the battle had lasted for half an hour.

The scope of the battlefield is no longer limited to the original valley.

One person and one vine, the battlefield is constantly changing.

Everywhere it passed was devastated.

Some of the earth's veins were even penetrated, causing blazing mountain fires to erupt.

Luo Chen and others who were watching the battle were also forced to flee in advance.

If the mission hadn't ended yet, I'm afraid they would have left this hell on earth long ago.

But even so, the increasingly tense atmosphere made several people less interested in talking and focused all their attention on preparing for the possible aftermath of the battle.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and four figures fled in all directions.

When the smoke dispersed, several people looked at each other.

His eyes fell on the lifeless white vine stump on the ground, and he couldn't help but sweat on his back.

"We underestimated this Blood God Son. Even without the bonus of Nascent Soul Domain, its ferocious power is beyond our imagination." The Gou Xing user swallowed, with a strong look of fear in his eyes.

The aftermath of the battle just now, even if they were hundreds of miles apart, was beyond their endurance.

If the four of them had not worked together and used their own methods, I am afraid that one of them would have been seriously injured by this move.

Dao Lan was holding a huge broadsword, and her eyes suddenly fell on Luo Chen.

Looking at the man with his clothes flying and black hair flying, he suddenly praised: "This treasure is not bad!"

Luo Chen calmed down the tremors of his air armor and pursed his lips.

With the blow just now, he first made a large Qingyang hand seal, and then activated Xuan Chen Jia's Qi Armor, so that he could escape unharmed.

I thought it was done secretly, but I didn't expect Dao Lan to be so keen on discovering it.

Huangfu Song, who had the big seal on his head, was the most calm among the four. Under the purple light, he was unscathed.

At this moment he smiled and said: "Qingyangzi is a well-known master of forging in the Ten Thousand Immortals Association. Isn't Taoist Dao Lan longing for a personal defensive magic weapon but he can't get it? Why don't you ask Qingyangzi to refine one for you after you go back?" ?”

Dao Lan seemed to move intentionally and looked at Luo Chen in silence.

Luo Chen snorted coldly, "No matter how good my magic weapon is, it seems it can't compare to the great seal of fellow Taoist!"

In an instant, all three of them looked at the big seal covering Huangfu Song's head.

If you look carefully, you can see that the dragon head is standing high on it. With full stimulation, the patterns become clearer. If you look closely, you can clearly see that they are miniature carvings of flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rivers and seas.

This is clearly a jade seal used by emperors of secular dynasties!

Seeing the three people paying attention, Huangfu Song felt quite uncomfortable.

He had the intention to put away the jade seal, but the battlefield here was quite dangerous. Based on his experience in fighting on the spot, without the protection of this treasure, he would probably not be able to survive.

Previously, he had the intention of diverting misfortune to the east and asked Dao Lan to find Luo Chen to refine treasures, thereby delaying his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the other party would retaliate in the same way, causing Dao Lan to focus on his protective treasure.

He coughed dryly and changed the subject, "Where is Diaosou?"

The other three were startled and couldn't help but become curious.

yes!

Where is the fisherman?

Since the outbreak of the Nascent Soul War, Diaosou has disappeared.

If he died in the aftermath of the battle, none of the four people wanted to believe it.

Although Diaosou usually looks like he is about to die, his true fighting ability must be above everyone else.

One of the three eight-star demon hunters of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, he represents not only status, but also strength!

Luo Chen was also quite puzzled as to where Diaosou had gone.

His eyes wandered, and he suddenly paused.

"Blood Godson, this battle is finally over."

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a blood-red figure rushing straight into the sky, and when it reached the clouds, it stretched its hands horizontally.

A bright and dazzling knife light suddenly filled the world!

When this knife appeared, there seemed to be wind and thunder between heaven and earth, and there were thousands of ghosts crying and wolves howling at the same time.

"It's the Shengang Blood Blade!"

"The real weapon that Xue Sanren has been practicing for hundreds of years!"

"I didn't expect that for this fifth-level withered blood vine, Xue Sanren actually took out his life real weapon."

The exclamation came from Gou Xingshi's mouth.

Everyone's face changed.

The so-called real weapon is transformed from a magic weapon, and it is still a magic weapon in essence.

However, this kind of magic weapon has experienced the baptism of thunder and calamity, and has lost its mortal nature. Every move and style when it is swung has great power.

Luo Chen has seen many Yuanying real people, but very few have their life real weapons.

Tian Yezi might have it, but it was stripped away after he was captured by the Blue Frost Demon King.

As for the others, they either didn't have it at all, or they were reluctant to use it in battle under normal circumstances.

But I didn't expect that Xue Sanren would be willing to take out his own weapon for this fifth-level withered blood vine, and gave it to a blood god to control.

Looking at the narrow and long blood blade in the sky that looked like a Miao Dao, Luo Chen's eyes stung, and he subconsciously looked at the broadsword in Dao Lan's hand.

There seemed to be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling on it.

Perhaps noticing Luo Chen's gaze, Dao Lan, who was always silent, had an abnormal blush on his face at this moment.

"This Shengang Blood Blade is indeed of the same origin as my Jin Ni Sword, and it absorbs the power of the living soul and blood evil to advance. I have been practicing for many years and killed countless monsters, but I have only nurtured it to the upper level with the power of the monster blood evil. It is really far from the sword of Xue Sanren."

Using the power of the living soul and blood evil to advance the grade of magic weapons is the most popular method of refining in the North Sea Xiuxian world.

It is said that it comes from the Yuan Mo Sect.

And this style is indeed full of the flavor of the Demon Sect.

Obviously, Xue Sanren's life weapon has reached an extremely high level.

Even, the ordinary blood evil power has been purified to the level of Gangsha.

And now, what does it mean when Xue Shenzi takes out this sword? It is self-evident.

As expected!

After the appearance of the Shengang Blood Blade, Xue Shenzi changed his previous fighting style and became more open and closed.

When the sword light was waving, every time he made a move, he would definitely cut off a section of the white vine body.

From time to time, strange howls would be heard in the broken Deadwood Ridge.

As time passed, the strange howls that penetrated the soul became lighter and lighter.

Seeing this, Gou Xingshi's face relaxed.

"The Teng King can't hold on any longer, and our mission should be over."

The other people thought the same.

However, before they could express their opinions.

The next moment.

The earth trembled!

Everyone looked surprised and suspicious, and their eyes fell on the nearby trees.

The green color kept fading, becoming paler and paler, and in a short moment it turned into a piece of rotten wood.

Even the ancient trees that were thousands of years old became more and more dry under the strange tremor.

It seemed that something was draining their vitality?

And such a strange phenomenon did not only appear near them.

Looking up, the huge Deadwood Ridge was like this.

The green mountains that were once lush and green were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, only a touch of paleness remained.

While Luo Chen was in doubt, his eyes suddenly stopped at the top of a mountain.

On the top of the mountain, the long-lost fisherman reappeared in the world.

He sat on the rock, holding a black gold fishing rod, and the scorched silk line of the sky was hanging down to the endless abyss below the mountain. The sound-collecting bell on the fishing rod was shaking wildly, as if a big thing was hooked.

And all the fading vitality around seemed to be converging in the direction of the fisherman.

The fisherman's face was pale, but his eyes were full of joy.

Even though blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, he still held the fishing rod tightly.

In the abyss, there was a terrifying sound, and a blood-colored long whip broke through the air.

A yellowish-brown light burst out from the fisherman's body, but it only lasted for a moment before it was broken.

Under the abyss, there was another terrifying power accumulating.

The fisherman was terrified and roared to the sky.

"Master, save me!"

The Blood God, who was shaking with Bai Teng, shot up to the sky.

He pointed at the fisherman with one hand, and a blood light flew out.

And then, he grabbed from a distance in the direction where Luo Chen and the others were.

Luo Chen and the others were unaware.

The next moment, a scream was heard.

"My jade seal!"

In the sight, Huangfu Song, with the jade seal on his head, was full of madness and chased in the direction of the fisherman.

In the air, a purple light, like a meteor, was forcibly controlled by the Blood God and fell on the abyss.

A blood whip was shot out from the abyss again, but it was resisted by the blood light shot by the Blood God.

When the strange sound in the abyss was about to burst out again, the jade seal had floated above the abyss.

The magnificent and noble purple light continued to pour down from the jade seal.

Despite the frequent strange noises inside, the blood whip could no longer be seen flying.

At this moment, the Blood God Son no longer cared about the lingering white vine, and landed next to the fisherman.

He swung the long sword in his right hand, cutting down the white vines that attacked from all directions.

His eyes were focused, staring at the abyss.

When Huangfu Song rushed over like crazy, he just glanced coldly, and the latter was like being hit hard, the madness in his eyes faded away, leaving only a trace of despair.

Luo Chen, Gou Xingshi, and Dao Lan looked at each other, as if they realized something.

They did not delay any longer, and flew towards the top of the mountain at a moderate speed.

When they arrived, the Blood God Son did not even look at them, still staring at the abyss.

The fisherman was still fishing by the abyss, even though his breath was extremely weak, but his hand holding the rod did not relax at all.

Just as everyone was waiting quietly.

The Blood God Son suddenly made a move and flicked the jade seal that suppressed the abyss.

Huangfu Song could not wait to take the jade seal, but he turned pale at a glance.

Luo Chen and others looked curiously, only to see that the purple light on the jade seal had completely dissipated, revealing the body of the magic weapon.

Looking at it now, it was no match for the power that had resisted countless withered blood vines and was not afraid of the aftermath of the Nascent Soul Battle.

Even on the jade seal, several cracks appeared.

Luo Chen was thoughtful.

Perhaps it was not this jade seal magic weapon that was powerful, but the Nascent Soul True Person Method left on it.

His casting skills have become more and more sophisticated over the years, and he could see at a glance that this treasure looked like it had not been sacrificed by anyone.

Huangfu Song could not have not wanted to sacrifice it, the only reason was that the True Person Method left on it blocked his sacrifice.

In this way, the full power of the self-defense method could be unleashed.

But at the same time, it was also easy to be forcibly taken away by others.

In the battle just now, the Blood God Son used the power of a higher realm to forcibly take away the jade seal, and consumed all the True Person Method left on it.

Now, the magic weapon was returned to Huangfu Song, but it was no different from being useless.

Judging from its appearance, it was at most of the upper grade level, and even because of its complex functions, it was far inferior to the upper grade magic weapon with a single power.

"The old man gathered the four of us, although each of us has our own focus and considers everything, but the most important one is obviously Huangfu Song."

"Not only did he use his ancestral magic weapon to suppress the creatures in the abyss, but he also consumed a trump card of the other party."

Luo Chen's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he looked at the distraught Huangfu Song, with complicated emotions in his heart.

Just as everyone was waiting.

The Blood God Son standing in front of him made another move.

He grabbed the scorched silk thread and pulled it up.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in the old man's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

The next moment.

Swish!

Under the sunlight, a piece of blood-shining vine appeared in front of everyone.

Looking closely, it looked like the white vine before, but it was a hundred times and a thousand times more agile and energetic!

Everyone suddenly realized.

This is the true body of the fifth-level withered blood vine!

And the white vine is just its external incarnation.

No, the difference in vitality between the two should not be so big.

Luo Chen was puzzled, his eyes swept across the mountains and ridges, and his heart paused.

Everything was pale and withered like ash.

This scenery seemed to be in line with the meaning of Ku Mu Ridge.

"Everyone, you have worked hard."

Just as Luo Chen was stunned, the hoarse and dry voice of the fisherman came faintly.

Luo Chen looked back, but saw that the Blood God Son had disappeared.

The fisherman stood up from the rock, and as soon as he stood up, the huge rock under him turned into powder.

The old man patted the dust and smiled with relief.

He glanced at everyone one by one, and then nodded slightly.

"The mission is over. After returning, I will fulfill the conditions promised to you one by one."

"Huangfu Song, I will also represent the Wanxian Society to negotiate for you on the side of the Tianqu Chen family. They should no longer care about the vassal below, so you can let go and do what you want."

The latter sentence is just a supplement.

Huangfu Song smiled a smile that was uglier than crying, "Thank you, fisherman, for your help."

The fisherman laughed, his eyes fell on the ruined mountains, and he waved his hand.

The remnant silk of the sky was spread out like a fishing net.

When it was retrieved, seven or eight huge white vines fell in front of him.

"Although these white vines are not the true body of the withered blood vine, they are also the remains of its thousands of years of hard practice. The real person did not cut them all off, which is a bargain for us."

The fisherman exclaimed and distributed the white vines, two for each person.

When it came to Luo Chen, there were three.

Luo Chen was surprised.

The fisherman blinked, "Daoyou, I hope I didn't delay your business by forcibly recruiting you to participate in the mission this time."

Luo Chen was speechless. The fisherman had a cold attitude that ignored the relationship between the two before, but now it suddenly changed.

I don't know if it was because he was in a good mood after completing the mission, or if he wanted to repair the relationship between him and himself.

Maybe, both!

He glanced at the other three people, except Huangfu Song, none of them had any complaints.

Luo Chen understood that before setting off, the fisherman should have reached corresponding conditions with them, only he was missing the due reward.

He did not hesitate any longer and accepted the white vines generously.

The remains of the fifth-level withered blood vine, even if there was no essence of the body, could be used as fourth-level materials.

This trip was not a loss at all.

After accepting the white vines, everyone had no more nostalgia, the fisherman summoned the flying boat and was about to return.

But Luo Chen did not get on the boat.

"Daoyou, what's wrong?" The fisherman was puzzled.

Luo Chen bowed his hands, "It's a rare opportunity to come to the Demon Sea, and it's a waste to go back so hastily. Luo plans to travel around and will return to the Ten Thousand Immortals Association later."

After saying that, he set up the magic cloud, found the opposite direction and left leisurely.

On the flying boat, the fisherman frowned and looked at the direction he left, pondering for a long time but saying nothing.

He just waved his sleeves and started the flying boat.