Chapter 839 The Soul Blood Curse Did Not Take Effect

On the flat ground of the canyon, there is a huge 'blood pool'.

Above the blood pool, dozens of cultivators in the late stage of Void Refining, whose lives were hanging by a thread, were each wrapped in a misty green light, like green cocoons arranged in strange directions one after another, covering the blood pool.

From these 'green cocoons', blood energy and soul energy are constantly pouring out and pouring into the blood pool.

In the blood pool, a tall 'young man' with his upper body naked and weird curved horns on both sides of his forehead was lying half in the blood pool with a look of 'enjoyment' on his face.

Looking carefully, wisps of crimson energy in the blood pool are being absorbed by the tall young man with two horns.

As the red energy entered the tall young man's body, strange bloody runes appeared on the tall young man's skin.

Yang Che and Mei suddenly broke in. The monks in the canyon were stunned for a moment before they immediately reacted and quickly surrounded Yang Che and the two of them.

The tall young man in the blood pool glanced at Yang Che and Mei, and suddenly his eyes rested on Mei's bumpy body, faintly revealing a hint of lust.

"Kill the men and capture the women alive."

The tall young man said calmly to the cultivators wearing masks, and then continued to enjoy the influx of red energy in the blood pool towards his body.

"Hey, is it you?"

A tall masked man walked out of the crowd, and behind the man stood a short masked monk with the word "Bing Qi" engraved on the lower left corner of his mask.

The tall young man in the blood pool straightened up slightly, frowned and said:

"Yi Twelve, do you know these two human monks?"

The tall masked man Yi Twelve quickly said respectfully:

"Sir, I have never seen this female cultivator before. However, this male cultivator is the human cultivator who made a soul-blood curse with his subordinates before."

Only then did the tall young man become wary, and his body sat up straight in the blood pool:

"Yi Twelve, what's going on? How did this person find this place after he set up a soul-blood curse with you? Can he also forcibly break the restriction of this formation?"

Yi Twelve said: "Young Master, my subordinates don't know either. I think there may have been some manipulations on Bingqi and I. I have never seen this female cultivator in Fengxiang Gorge before. But please don't worry, Young Master, I will During the Soul Blood Curse, this person personally swore that he could not use any method to kill me within seven days, not even asking for help, so let his subordinates handle it. "

"Then hurry up. Kill the man, and capture the woman alive and send her to my cave." The tall young man said coldly, and then lay down half in the blood pool again.

Yang Che and Mei both stood still, their eyes calm.

While these monks were talking, Mei had quietly deployed the 'Thousand Yin Formation' around them.

Yang Che even controlled countless crystal fire ants to drill into the ground.

At this time, he saw the tall masked man ‘Yi Twelve’ who had set up the soul-blood curse with him, slowly walking over.

Yi Twelve said with some confusion:

"Fellow Taoist, although I know you must have someone to rely on before you dare to break in before the seven days have passed. But once you kill me, the soul-blood curse will take effect. But I have no restrictions. Since you are willing to die, of course we will Gotta satisfy you.”

Yi Twelve smiled coldly and said to the other dozen masked monks:

"This man has made a soul-blood curse with me. He can't kill me and Bingqi, and the fellow Taoist from the ancient demon tribe should also leave, so this man is left to me and Bingqi to kill. As for that man Female cultivators, I leave it to you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Bing Qi had already drawn out his small green sword and slashed towards Yang Che's eyebrows.

And Yi Twelve also sacrificed his natal magic weapon, which turned out to be a weird hook made from bent animal bones.

As soon as the 'bone hook' was sacrificed, it immediately rose in size, and a breath of dragon beast emanated from it.

The bone hook grew bigger and bigger, and with a flash of black light, it fiercely hooked towards Yang Che's head.

"Fellow Daoist, if it hadn't been for the Young Master's words, I would have kept you alive and taken you as a slave. But unfortunately, the Young Master wants you to die, so you will have no choice but to die."

Yi Twelve kept laughing sinisterly, because he knew very well how powerful the soul blood curse was.

The stronger your cultivation level, the more serious the backlash you will receive if you violate the Soul Blood Curse. If the man in front of you dares to attack him, the Soul Blood Curse will not only make it easier for him to kill this person, but also get this person for free. All people have their own cultivation.

The ghost cultivator on the side didn't seem to be worried about Yang Che at all, and had already fought with the dozen masked fusion cultivators.

Yang Che's face was expressionless and he didn't say a word from beginning to end.

At the moment when the small green sword and the huge 'bone hook' struck one after another, the dark lightning wings on his back suddenly flashed, and at the same time, the lightning on his body shot into the sky, and the whole person suddenly disappeared on the spot.

The small green sword and the huge bone hook were all emptied in one blow.

At the same time, Yang Che appeared next to the blood pool, and pointed his 'Sound Soul Finger' towards the young man in the blood pool.

"Protect the young master!"

Several anxious shouts sounded.

A 'clang' sound.

A small shield appeared between the tall man's eyebrows, blocking the Sound Soul Finger.

Yang Che was not surprised at all, as his other hand had already been stretched out.

Several three-color thunder beads, almost at the same time, bypassed the small shield and exploded simultaneously with a roar.

Originally, the tall young man was still imagining the alluring body of Gui Xiu Mei in the blood pool, which made him impatient. At this time, as the "boom" exploded, one of his arms was directly blown to pieces, and was about to break. .

Regardless of his seriously injured arm, the tall young man took out a formation talisman and slapped it on his body, then disappeared into the blood pool without a trace.

At this time, the magic weapons offered by the three masked monks were already heading towards Yang Che's back.

Yang Che flapped his dark lightning wings on his back again, barely avoiding the powerful slash of the three magic weapons.

The next moment, Yi Twelve had turned into a ‘light spot’, wrapped in black light, and at the same time, a black array symbol in his hand was activated by him, turning into a black giant sword, which slashed at the position where Yang Che had just stayed after avoiding the three magic weapons.

His eyes focused, and Yang Che dodged again immediately.

It seemed that Yang Che’s sudden sneak attack on the young man in the blood pool angered Yi Twelve.

Yi Twelve, who was in the middle stage of the fusion, shouted coldly: "Why are you hiding? Attack, kill me! Kill me!"

At this time, Yang Che, with the help of the crystal fire ants all around him, had sensed the tall young man in the blood pool, who had entered a square light cage at the bottom of the canyon.

Because there were ‘Thousand Yin Arrays’ set up by ghost cultivators all around, it was unlikely to escape directly from this canyon.

With a clang, sparks flew everywhere, and Yang Che finally sacrificed one of his life-saving magic weapons, Feiyin.

After another fusion, Feiyin, which could originally be fused into five spikes, now became three.

The three spikes formed a triangle shape, blocking the "black giant sword" transformed by Yi Twelve's black array symbol.

"Do you dare to attack?"

Yi Twelve was slightly stunned.

The next moment, he saw Yang Che suddenly smile strangely, revealing his sinister white teeth, and there seemed to be a starlight flashing between his eyebrows, and then he saw Yang Che gently pointing.

A purple-black strange sword instantly slashed towards his forehead.

This sword was wrapped in purple lightning arcs, surrounded by black flames and strange starlight.

The speed was extremely fast!

But Yang Che showed no signs of violating the Soul Blood Curse!

"Impossible!"

Yi Twelve just thought of this, and had no time to do anything, and suddenly felt an almost unbearable tingling pain from his forehead.

The strange purple-black sword had pierced through his forehead, and at the same time, a strange devouring force devoured all the energy in his body, including mana, spirit, blood, etc.

Then, Yi Twelve turned into a shriveled empty shell and fell softly to the ground.

Yang Che's face was slightly pale at this time.

Using the 'Purple Thunder Dark Star Sword', the extreme power in his body was actually consumed by as much as 90%.

With a wave of his hand, the Purple Thunder Dark Star Sword returned to his body, and the 'storage bracelet' that Yi Twelve dropped on the ground was sucked into his hand.

Looking at the shriveled empty shell left by Yi Twelve, Yang Che was actually afraid of killing Yi Twelve.