Chapter 167 What Joy Is There in Life, What Pain Is There in Death
Obviously, under normal circumstances, Mo Qiuxian could not activate such secrets.
At this time, he must have paid an unspeakable price! The price of life!
When the flying blood demon appeared, Mo Qiuxian's momentum instantly soared.
When Qingchen saw Mo Qiuxian like this, his eyes were red, and he roared fiercely:
"You are the only one who will fight to the death, right! If you die, your eggs will be upside down, and you will live for thousands of years!"
He knew that if he did not use all his strength to face Mo Qiuxian's desperate fighting style, he might not be able to escape today.
At this moment, Qingchen's bloody courage was surging in his chest, as if it was going to shake out of his chest.
Although Qingchen was greedy for money and lustful, although Qingchen could bend and stretch.
But if the knife was put on his neck, Qingchen would never retreat, and even if he died, he would break a few cuts on the opponent's blade.
Generally speaking, a cultivator at the peak of Qi Refining would have at most five or six drops of blood essence.
But Qingchen improved his body by practicing the secret method of "Demon Blood Rush Acupoints". At this time, he actually had eight drops of blood essence in his body, and eight drops were also stored in the Brahma Acupoint.
Qingchen had consumed two drops of blood essence before.
But at this moment, he decided without hesitation to burn ten drops of blood essence - six drops in the Brahma Acupoint and four drops in his body!
Qingchen quickly formed seals with both hands and performed the secret technique of "Qi and Blood Transformation" in "Brahma Demon Refining Art".
His blood energy was like a wolf smoke, and a stream of terrifying blood energy seeped out from his acupoints.
It gathered into blood-red halos, covering him completely.
This blood-red halo contained the terrifying power generated by Qingchen burning ten drops of blood essence.
Qingchen was originally at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and his blood energy was far more vigorous than that of the peak Qi Refining cultivators!
And he burned ten drops of blood essence!
The terrifying energy was exerted through the secret technique of "Qi and Blood Transformation"!
Even if it is added to the ‘Sun and Moon Red Gold Seal’, it can stimulate the full power of no less than the lower-grade spiritual weapon!
Qingchen did not add this power to himself, but chose to pour it all into the six bone knives of the Pojun White Bone Demon God!
At this time, the bone knives are no longer pale, but blood-colored like ink, which is very strange.
Moreover, the length of the bone knife has increased from more than one and a half feet to more than two feet long!
The ‘White Bone Demon Banner’ previously absorbed the power of the blood pool of eight thousand mortals and restored it to a lower-grade spiritual weapon.
Therefore, the ‘Pojun White Bone Demon God’ summoned is already extraordinary in itself, and later absorbed the bodies of hundreds of Qi Refining cultivators, and its power has greatly increased.
Coupled with Qingchen’s crazy ‘Blood Qi Transformation’ secret technique blessing, its explosive power is far beyond imagination.
Even if the cultivators in the early stage of foundation building burst out the middle and lower-grade secret techniques of the Xuan level with all their strength, it is no more than this.
"Go!"
Qing Chen shouted, and the six bone knives of Pojun White Bone Demon suddenly merged into one.
It turned into a huge blood-colored bone knife that was fifteen feet long, and slashed fiercely at Mo Qiuxian's 'Flying Blood Demon'.
The blood-colored bone knife seemed to have absorbed endless resentment and murderous intent from the underworld!
This attack seemed to have the power to split mountains and cut rivers!
Powerful energy fluctuations were centered on Mo Qiuxian, and spread around like a tsunami!
The sea water on the sea surface, under the impact of this force, set off huge waves tens of feet high!
The "Bi Bo Trap Spirit Array" of the late stage of Qi Refining that Qing Chen had previously arranged was later blessed by Mo Qiuxian's 'Xuan Yin Corpse Curse'.
At this time, the two forces collided and burst directly!
Mo Qiuxian's 'Flying Blood Demon', with his hands clasped together, like pinching a lotus seal, actually blocked the huge blood-colored bone knife!
But the subsequent power of the 'Flying Blood Demon' seemed insufficient. After struggling for a while, it became even more blurred!
The tall and ferocious figure was like a dead leaf blown up by the wind, with blood splashing everywhere.
Finally, the 'Flying Blood Demon' collapsed and disintegrated under the bombardment of the huge blood-colored bone knife of 15 feet, turning into dots of blood and dissipating in the air.
The huge blood-colored bone knife was also knocked down to the sea surface by the final recoil force of the 'Flying Blood Demon' seal.
At this moment, Mo Qiuxian's copper armor body also became broken after performing this attack.
The armor body that was originally as hard as refined copper was directly broken, revealing Mo Qiuxian's true body.
At this moment, Mo Qiuxian's true body was also like porcelain, full of cracks and bleeding.
Mo Qiuxian, who was originally in his early 50s, had become very old after performing this attack.
After experiencing the shock of the 15-zhang huge blood-colored bone knife and the "Flying Blood Demon", he suffered an unimaginable heavy blow.
"Cough, cough."
Mo Qiuxian collapsed on the reef, his eyes blurred, as if he had seen the end of his life.
His eyes revealed some melancholy, like joy and sorrow.
Qingchen stood not far away, looking at Mo Qiuxian's weird appearance, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little hairy.
After he finished this attack, he was also exhausted, his mana was exhausted, his consciousness was weak, and his head was splitting.
But Qingchen still held on to his body and shouted to Mo Qiuxian:
"Mo Qiuxian, what are you doing? If you want to fight, then fight!"
Qingchen was in a very bad state at this time. Not only was there no blood in the Brahma cavity, but four drops of blood in the body were also burned.
Although there were still four drops of blood in Qingchen's body, it was also abnormally empty at this time.
The Pojun White Bone Demon God directly dissipated, and the magic flag also shrank and fell into the dantian.
Since the magic banner was upgraded to a spiritual weapon, it can shrink and be stored in the body for warming.
Qingchen has been on the immortal path for eighteen or nineteen years, and this is the first time he has been seriously injured in battle.
At this moment, even an ordinary cultivator in the middle stage of Qi Refining can probably take Qingchen's life.
Because the last strange seal of the 'Flying Blood Demon Phase' has a powerful counter-shock force.
I don’t know why, but it actually hurt him, it’s really weird.
"Today, it's not that I lost to you in my magical power, it's that my magic weapon's opportunities are not as good as yours!"
Then, Mo Qiuxian slowly raised his finger, as if he wanted to cast some secret technique.
But he finally let it go feebly, as if he had let go of a heavy burden in his heart.
Mo Qiuxian's current expression seemed very strange to Qingchen.
He actually looked relieved, why did he look like a thief and a bald donkey?
Qingchen always felt that his mind was not normal right now, but he still took the time to recover his mana and consciousness.
Because now Qingchen doesn't even have the power to control the middle and high-grade magic weapons.
Mo Qiuxian's eyes gradually dimmed, and he murmured to himself in a low voice: "Second brother, Xi'er, Danian..."
He turned to look at the sky and said:
"I still think I'm right, but I can't go on anymore, here I am...
Qingchen, just let you step on my corpse and keep walking.
Enlightenment, enlightenment, enlightenment! "
At the last moment of his life, Mo Qiuxian recited the unfinished half of the poem, and every word seemed to use up all his strength.
Mo Qiuxian's voice was weak, but it carried a firmness that moved Qingchen:
"I, as monks, have nothing to offer. I am ruthless and righteous, and determined to seek the Tao.
The road is bumpy and the earthly ties are cut off. Only follow the path and remain determined.
If you can't seek the way, how can you enjoy life? The soul returns to the Nine Heavens, so why die?
My heart is still unwilling and lonely. I only hope that in the next life, my fate will be renewed! "