Chapter 711 Blood Demon Sutra

Just when Aaron broke the secret.

It is one hundred and fifty miles southeast of Langhuan Yutai.

A mountain stream.

The four great dharma kings of the Moon Worship Sect are occupying four directions, worshiping a high platform in front of them.

On the high platform, there are four grass figures.

These grass figurines are rough in workmanship, just like a rough village man and woman who squeezed them at will, with crooked eyes and a slanted mouth, but there is a weird smile on the corners of their mouths.

Between the features, they are vaguely similar to the Dharma kings who worshiped them.

"not good!"

Suddenly, the Painted Skin Demon's exquisite face changed drastically: "Paper Demon... There is something wrong with the paper substitute technique you provided...Why did that old monster find us immediately?"

The paper demon's sallow face unconsciously twitched: "I heard Taixuan Taoist preaching scriptures, and the "Paper Cursive Script" I learned from it will never make mistakes..."

Having said that, in reality, the Paper Demon doesn't have much confidence.

After all, that kind of scriptures handed down by ancestors is too...mysterious, even incomprehensible!

For example, the same scripture, in his opinion, is the supreme secret method about origami and strange spells.

But in Huapimo's ears, it might be "Painted Skin Sewing Corpse Sutra"!

If it is replaced by a beggar demon, it will become a method of making animals again!

Even, many meanings carry multiple meanings, which need to be completed by the enlightened person...or even imagined!

The most frightening thing is that several different people may comprehend different meanings, and they may all be true! Follow the direction they have comprehended, and they will all gain supernatural powers and supernatural powers!

Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders!

No matter how many times the paper demon saw the red moon, he was deeply moved.

If it weren't for the blood moon and Taoist scriptures, he would always be just a mortal without spiritual roots!

"What are you talking about? Let's go!"

The beggar screamed, took out an egg-shaped object from his pocket, swallowed it, chewed it a few times, and spit it out again.

croak!

That mass of flesh and blood swelled rapidly, turning into a two-headed vulture with a child's face.

Begging Mo rode on the double-faced vulture, and said lightly: "Since there is the Nascent Soul monster in the extreme west, we have to be more careful in our actions in the future... But as long as the red moon is here, our cunning cultivation will never stop. inherited!"

After finishing speaking, he made a sudden tactic, urging his mount to carry him away.

This vulture's flight has disappeared, and its escape speed is even higher than that of the ordinary ancestor of forming alchemy!

call out!

It's just that it just flew out a few miles, and a translucent sword light suddenly lit up in the void!

Before the beggar had time to react, his head fell off.

In the middle of the air, he shouted: "What a fast sword!"

"The one who killed you is this disgusting thing!"

Aaron raised his hand and retracted the invisible needle.

There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, and this sentence also applies to scheming.

His body preached, some people comprehended the method of self-improvement, and some people could cook ordinary domestic animals and absorb spirituality.

There are also geniuses who can create the method of reversing and seizing spiritual roots.

It can be said that the way to use it is one-hearted, it can be good or evil, and the dirtier the mind, the weirder and bloodier the supernatural powers you comprehend.

There is no doubt that these dharma kings are not good guys, and it would be no pity to kill them.

'The method of trickery...maybe it can also become part of my accumulation. '

Aaron raised his hand and released a black sun demon fire, burning all the beggar demons and double-faced vultures to ashes, and then looked at the three Dharma kings below.

"Old Monster Nascent Soul, you came so fast!"

The Painted Skin Demon screamed, put on another human skin, and instantly turned into an old-faced alchemy cultivator, cast the blood-melting escape method, and fled far away.

And the meat demon screamed, and the countless faces on the fat meat screamed, and another tentacle shot up into the sky.

The paper demon slapped the storage pouch, and flew out from his waist a large white sedan chair carried in all directions. He hid in it, was carried by many paper figurines, and escaped into the ground.

"snort!"

Aaron looked at the direction in which the three Dharma kings were fleeing, and flew out a sound transmission talisman.

The meat demon moved too slowly, so he could be dealt with by the alchemy cultivator chasing after him.

As for the two fastest runners, he decided to do it himself.

‘Of course...you can announce to the outside world that only two or three will be killed, and one or two will escape...there will also be a Moon Worship Sect Master that others don’t know doesn’t exist...it can be used as a vest. '

'In the future, if there is any person in the alliance who is not suitable for the ancestor Fang to kill himself, the Lord of the Moon Worship can do it for him... destroy all his families! '

As the source of the weirdness, Aaron is familiar with strange arts such as origami and painted skin after just a glance, and it is guaranteed to be sharper than the original owner!

...

"Misjudged the strength of Nascent Soul monster..."

Inside the paper sedan chair, the paper demon's eyes were full of madness.

After all, there were only alchemy cultivators in the Far West before, but after killing the old monster Zong, his self-confidence swelled, and he felt that the world was a great place to go.

This time when I heard about the monks' union, I only came here to inquire about the news.

But he didn't expect that Nascent Soul's spiritual consciousness was so powerful that he not only found the hidden paper puppets, but also directly found their real bodies!

"Just in case..."

The paper demon took out a piece of white paper from his bosom, and slowly cut it into the shape of a paper man. This is an extremely vicious spell in the "Paper Cursive Script"-the killing curse!

Use the paper doll to absorb the breath of the enemy, and then curse the paper doll to kill the enemy directly!

The paper demon's face was like gold paper, and he sprayed another mouthful of blood, and smeared it on the paper figurine.

The next moment, the paper figurine was as red as blood, and facial features began to appear on its thin face... The eyebrows and eyes were vaguely similar to Fang Yu...

However……

The paper demon's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly coughed up big balls of black blood!

The black blood fell into the sedan chair but did not disperse. Instead, it squirmed like a leech and was absorbed by the white sedan chair...

"I'm being careless... You can't even do anything with the Paper Dao Killing Curse?"

The paper demon was just about to flee far away, even if he ventured into that terrifying sea of ​​blood, he would not hesitate at all...

suddenly!

A flame fell from the sky, and those paper figurines, paper horses, and even the nearby soil and rocks... were all reduced to fly ash.

Boom!

A large pit appeared on the ground. Aaron stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the paper demon, and waved a few off-white flames.

"Paper City, get up!"

A look of intense pain appeared on the paper demon's face, and he threw out a small altar.

The altar swelled rapidly in mid-air, turning into a white city!

The city walls are white, the shops are white, the pedestrians are paper people, and the cows and horses are also paper cows and horses...

This is a city completely refined by origami!

In the next moment, the gray-black magic flame blazed up in the city.

The city burned extremely fast, and some paper figurines let out vicious shouts and screams before they died...

Everything is like a real living thing.

"Paper people are paper people after all, they are still afraid of fire..."

Looking at this scene, Aaron nodded secretly in his heart.

"Old Freak Fang..."

The paper demon watched his endless painstaking efforts turn into ashes in an instant, his eyes were filled with blood, and he was about to take out another stack of talisman papers.

But in his extreme anger, he didn't see any sparks falling on the corner of his clothes.

The next moment!

The black and gray flames exploded violently!

The paper demon's expression changed, his whole body lost all vitality, became extremely old, and fell to the ground.

Countless paper money fluttered around, then spontaneously ignited in mid-air without wind, turning into pieces of ashes...

Soul Devouring Demon Flame is best at burning vitality!

But the paper demon practiced the way of deceitful cultivation, and could not increase his lifespan, so he died after being burned...

Aaron shook his head slightly and nodded again, turning into a beam of blood, catching up to the Painted Skin Demon, and also sending him on his way.

Then, he returned to the original place where the four great Dharma kings gathered.

"Ho Ho!"

Dozens of tentacles danced wildly, but they were still too weak compared to the magic weapon of the alchemy cultivator. After being cut off several times in a row, the strange power of resurrection was exhausted, and the flesh and blood turned into pus after death , leaving only a shriveled dwarf corpse in place...

"The lord is back!"

When a monk saw Aaron, he immediately stepped forward to flatter him: "The lord is so mighty, the Four Great Dharma Kings can only confer heads!"

"Don't talk about this first..."

Aaron's face sank like water: "The old man only caught up with the paper demon, but let the painted skin demon escape... This matter of worshiping the Moon Sect is something to worry about!"

"That's right...the four great dharma kings are all so difficult to deal with, and whoever is the master of worshiping the moon, the land in the far west has been troubled since then..." Many alchemy cultivators sighed one after another.

Aaron also pretended to be concerned about the country and the people.

Suddenly, his expression changed and he looked towards the east.

On the side of the Black Demon Sect, the real battle has begun!

...

Black Demon Abyss!

This place was originally the main rudder of the Black Demon Sect, but when the blood moon disaster broke out on the day of the lunar reversal, it was flooded by a sea of ​​blood.

Countless demon cultivators, mortals, and even livestock living here... most of them turned into pus and blood, and a small part turned into weird monsters!

These monsters are like blood shadows, not restrained by the magic of the five elements, but they are best at defiled monks' magic tools and even magic weapons!

If they fall into siege, even a monk of alchemy will not be able to please him!

By this time, the sea of ​​blood of one hundred thousand miles has become a well-known Jedi in the Dagan cultivating world! And those weird blood shadows were finally known by the cultivator's name—Blood Droplets!

this day.

A shadowless and invisible sword light flew across the sea of ​​blood, enveloping several figures.

The endless blood droplets floating and sinking in the sea of ​​blood did not notice the invasion of outsiders at all!

"Intangible sword escape, it really is unparalleled in the world!"

Amidst the sword light, a slovenly old man exclaimed in admiration.

"Senior Dongfang praised you absurdly."

Even though he was holding a Lingbao-level invisible sword, Ren Baimei was quite respectful, because this slovenly monk was indeed a deity!

Moreover, it is still the Huashen from the Taixu Sect of the righteous way!

After a long discussion and negotiation... Daqian's world of cultivating immortals finally responded to the blood moon disaster!

There is no doubt that Shushan Jiange, which has been plagued by the sea of ​​blood for a long time, bears the brunt of it, and I fully agree.

Even the master of the pavilion, Ren Baimei, a great monk in the late Yuanying period, personally brought a background as a cover.

"Otherwise, how much effort this invisible boy can save us..."

Dongfang Jie's attitude was very gentle, and he looked at the two people who were out of place beside him: "Little Snake, Xiao Zheng...what do you think?"

Among the sword lights, there are also two demon cultivators and demon cultivators of the late Nascent Soul.

Most of the demon cultivators have the same physical appearance as ordinary people, except for a pair of dragon horns on their foreheads, they are rare dragon kings among monsters!

Moxiu was dressed in black, he was the old monster Zheng from the original Demon Sect that he had seen that day!

Even though they were all big monks in the late Yuanying period, they still maintained restraint in the face of a playful ridicule from a monk who transformed himself into a god.

Only Old Monster Zheng laughed a few times: "Senior said it is right... This invisible sword is actually a first-class spiritual treasure, you old ghost, you have to take care of it carefully, if it is lost in this boundless sea of ​​​​blood, Shushan Jiange will be destroyed. It's troublesome..."

"This time, we, the immortal, the demon, and the demon, all work together...all with the background of transforming gods, and we will definitely be able to destroy the blood demon!"

Flood Dragon King snorted coldly, his personality seemed rather arrogant.

"The blood demon... is a mutation of the cultivator who transforms the gods, so it's not easy to deal with..."

Dongfang Jie had an extremely dignified look on his face.

After so many days of inquiring, and after losing a large number of monks, they also figured out the situation of the Black Demon Sect.

When the lunatic was reversed, that Black Demon Sect Transformation God seemed to be hit a thousand times, ten thousand times more severely than other monks!

Not only was he alienated on the spot, he even comprehended a volume of supreme secret biography—"Blood Demon Sutra" from the blood moon preaching!

This scripture is extremely strange, powerful and terrifying!

Not only did that Demonic Dao Transformation God instantly mutate into the Supreme Blood Demon, but he even took the initiative to refine the Black Demon Sect, from the suzerain and other Nascent Soul monks, down to Qi refining disciples and mortal servants...all of them were refined into one hundred thousand blood demons. The blood droplet and the eight thousand blood devils!

These 108,000 blood drops, blood devils... jointly sacrificed to the blood moon in the dark, and the feedback they got directly created a boundless sea of ​​​​blood for 100,000 miles, turning all the areas originally ruled by the Black Demon Sect into jeopardy!

There was once an orthodox Yuanying old monster who ventured deep into it to investigate, and went crazy not long after he came out!

Before he died, he only murmured a sentence: "The sea of ​​blood will never dry up, and the blood demon will never die!!!"

"It's hard to kill, but you have to kill!"

Ren Baimei showed the unique tenacity and unyieldingness of sword cultivators: "There must be a reason for descending from the world! We have read the ancient books and know that it is not easy for other worlds to invade our world of cultivating immortals. Look, although that world is powerful, if you want to invade our world of cultivating immortals, you also need a key node, or... the center of the formation! The door opener! The guide!"

"Combining the situation of disasters and changes in other regions... that Gorefiend is undoubtedly the most suspicious target! Its existence will greatly reduce the resistance encountered by that side of the world... Therefore, that person must be killed ! No matter how high the price is!"

Flood Dragon King and Old Mo Zheng did not refute.

This is also the consensus between the Yaozu and the Demonic Dao!

On the matter of fighting against the deceitful cultivators, the three conflicting parties, after several rounds of negotiations, finally cooperated sincerely and formed this beheading team.

While they were acting, outside the boundless sea of ​​blood, there were still a large number of monks fighting fiercely with the blood drops, setting up formations, and preparing for reinforcements at any time!

"The Black Demon Sect's God Transformation...before it was alienated, it was the first stage of God Transformation. I don't know what kind of cultivation it is at this time?"

As they got closer to the Black Demon Abyss, the expressions of the four major monks were extremely solemn.

Ever since this world experienced the battle of the arrival of the ancient demon world, the aura of heaven and earth has degenerated once.

In today's era, not only is it more difficult to advance to become a god than it was in ancient times, but it is also extremely difficult for a monk to make a breakthrough.

It can be said that in the early stage of transformation, it is the pinnacle of this world!

The Gorefiend they are going to face is undoubtedly the ultimate combat power in Huashen!

This battle is also the first battle between the three forces of immortals, demons and demons in this world, and the blood moon!

To put it bluntly, it will determine the future direction of this world!