Chapter 264 Blood Demon Ancestor's Heroic Fragments

"If I were at my best, I could probably fight him with Xueyue together.

Now Xueyue is injured, and most of my inner strength has been consumed because of removing the seal of the ancestor's body.

If I go to meet him, I'm afraid I'll waste my life.

Fortunately, Xiaomeng left first, otherwise I wouldn't be able to protect her."

Seeing that Long Yuyao actually used the power of the Marrow Transformation Realm to attack with a power close to the Blood Melting Realm.

Xieyue knew that no one in Qiyun City could be his opponent now.

He could feel the powerful aura approaching, but he was not panicked.

"Ancestor, please help me today!"

After two thousand years of wear and tear and the previous unsealing of the magic circle, all the restrictions on the coffin were destroyed.

With one palm, Xieyue lifted the bronze coffin board weighing thousands of pounds.

The seal of the Blood Sea Ancestor was opened, but there was no terrifying plot of the devil king being born and the sky and the earth changing color.

Because the person lying in the coffin was only a part of the Blood Sea Ancestor.

Besides, the Blood Sea Ancestor has been dead for 2000 years. Even if he was a master of the Saint Realm when he was alive, he is just a piece of dried bacon now.

"This is the remains of the ancestor!"

Xie Yue was a little excited.

In the coffin was a scarred right hand, which had long turned into a mummy, shriveled like a dried chicken claw.

After quickly calming down, Xie Yue took out a dagger and waved it on his wrist.

Blood flowed down his fingertips and poured on the dry palm.

The next breath, a magical thing happened. The dry palm quickly absorbed the blood and gradually "resurrected".

The flesh and blood gradually became full, and the skin regained elasticity...

"Huh?"

Xie Yue showed a surprised expression.

"The ancestor turned out to be a woman?"

The right hand of the Blood Sea Ancestor in the coffin regained vitality and turned into a slender jade hand.

The skin was white, the palm was slender, and the nails seemed to be painted with red nail polish.

The wounds on his right hand had not recovered and were still shocking. One of them almost cut off the little finger of the Blood Sea Ancestor.

These wounds were caused by the Saint Realm power 2,000 years ago. There was some high-level power such as Dao in the wounds, and the blood of a post-natal warrior could not repair it.

Xie Yue picked up the jade hand that looked like a rich lady.

Before coming to Qiyun City, he asked the Da Si Yu, who was directly under him, how to use the remains of the ancestor.

At this moment, it was time to use the power of the Blood Sea Ancestor to repel the enemy.

He swung his knife and cut off his right hand, and then aimed the right hand of the Blood Sea Ancestor at the wound.

In an instant, Xie Yue felt that the right hand of the Blood Sea Ancestor "bite" his broken arm and began to feast on his flesh and blood.

In exchange, he could temporarily use part of the power of the Blood Sea Ancestor.

However, the body had been there for 2,000 years, and the innate power in the Blood Sea Ancestor's body had long been dispersed. The upper limit of this right hand could only reach the Blood Melting Realm.

Moreover, Xie Yue couldn't exert his full strength yet, as his "small body" was not enough for this right hand.

"Come on! Let's fight it out!"

Xie Yue endured the pain of being eaten by flesh and bones and looked up.

Boom! ! !

The ceiling of the hall shattered.

A silver-armored warrior holding a halberd landed in the center of the hall.

It was Long Yuyao.

He glanced at the opened bronze coffin and said coldly: "Xue Nie, hand over the body of the Blood Demon Ancestor!"

Xie Yue stretched out his scarred right hand: "Come and get it yourself if you can!"

Long Yuyao was a genius disciple of Xingxiu Sea, and his heart's eye had long been awakened.

He immediately saw that Xie Yue's right hand did not belong to him, and it faintly exuded a breath that made people tremble with fear.

"That's the Blood Sea Ancestor? Humph! A dead man from two thousand years ago, with only one hand left! How dare you be so arrogant in front of me!"

Long Yuyao shouted, dispelling the inexplicable fear in his heart, and the long halberd in his hand shone with starlight, slashing forward.

"How dare the guy from Xingxiu Sea be so arrogant in front of the ancestor!"

Xie Yue's right hand condensed into a stream of blood wrapped around his arm, like a poisonous snake, attacking the "star" in front of him.

Then.

The mysterious light was strong, and the huge aftermath directly shattered the ground, and cracks several feet wide spread out with the two people as the center.

With a loud bang.

The magnificent three-story hall of the City Lord's Mansion collapsed directly, or almost exploded, and broken stones and tiles as big as buckets flew everywhere.

Smoke and dust rose up, and were quickly scattered by the storm, and the surrounding area of ​​more than a hundred feet was covered by it.

It was simply a man-made small natural disaster.

"Such destructive power..."

From a distance, the masters of both factions suddenly felt a strong wind blowing and showed surprised expressions, and they could not help but stop fighting for a short time.

Theoretically, they and the two in the hall are warriors of the same realm, but their fighting power is obviously not at the same level.

...

Mysterious space.

Gu Xia sat cross-legged on the ground. He has been here for more than two months, and every day he condenses his Dharma image in the spirit platform.

The stars digest Fang Lianmeng's power day after day, and then temper Gu Xia's heart.

"Hu..."

Gu Xia opened his eyes and glanced at the timer in front of him.

A new day "morning" has arrived.

He stretched his muscles and bones and looked around again.

The mysterious blood moon space is still unchanged.

"Is it still the same? I wonder if the previous changes will happen again?"

Gu Xia couldn't help but think of two days ago, the blood moon space suddenly trembled, and the blood moon above his head also made a strange cry, which seemed to be a painful cry.

Gu Xia's intuition told him that was an opportunity to escape from this place, but unfortunately he was concentrating on carving his own Dharma image at the time, and by the time he reacted, he had already missed the chance.

Now he was ready, but the space was as calm as before, without any ripples.

"I am lucky to get it, but I will die if I lose it. I don't care!"

Gu Xia sat cross-legged again, and his consciousness escaped into the spiritual platform.

His Dharma body was completed a month ago, and the next step was to slowly draw the mysterious pattern on it.

However, the structure of the mysterious pattern is extremely complex. On the surface, it is just a symbol.

But when it is enlarged, it is a layer of engineering drawings, and it is three-dimensional.

When drawing, you have to be very careful. If you make a mistake, not to mention starting over, but four or five days of work may be wasted.

Gu Xia used soul power as a brush and mysterious energy as ink, and it took him a month to barely draw the first mysterious pattern on the Dharma body.

Of course, this is because he was not proficient at the beginning, and he will be faster later.

The magic of the Dharma gradually emerged.

After drawing the first mysterious pattern, after the simulation evaluation of the stars, Gu Xia's Taoist magic time was reduced by about 1% (reduced CD), the soul power recovery speed increased by about 1% (recovered mana), and the maximum charge of the Taoist magic was increased by about 5% (increased power).

Although the improvement is not very obvious, this is only the effect of a mysterious pattern, and the Dharma image can accommodate ninety-nine and eighty-one different mysterious patterns.

The worst Dharma image also has nine different mysterious patterns, which can already bring obvious improvement.

The Dharma image can also depict repeated mysterious patterns, which can be superimposed and amplified, but the increase brought by repeated mysterious patterns is only about 10% of the first mysterious pattern.

Gu Xia looked outside the Dharma image.

A group of five-colored spiritual talismans revolved around the Dharma image, like a satellite.

Seeing this, Gu Xia was a little complacent.

"The five elements are mutually generated, I am indeed a Taoist genius!"