Celestial being

"I once heard that more than 3,000 years ago, there was a first-class island called Huaxue Island. Due to the birth of two late Nascent Soul monks at the same time, its power once surged, overwhelming Fusang Island and dominating the East China Sea. Its power The scope includes several first-level islands, and in the end, it calls itself the Blood Transformation Gate instead of the Blood Transformation Island." Ni Mu looked at the Blood Demon Ancestor in mid-air and suddenly said.

"Haha, that's right! Back then, my Blood Transformation Sect was famous and famous. Who didn't know about it in the East China Sea? I just hate that stupid junior brother of mine for bringing our sect into trouble with Master Shura, a great enemy. Otherwise, how could our sect be here? Donghai disappeared and has been unable to make a comeback until now!" The Blood Demon Ancestor raised his head and smiled, saying with hatred.

"No, if it's true what you said, you didn't dare to rebuild the Blood Transformation Gate when Master Shura was around. It's been three thousand years since Master Shura's death. As a return to the void, why have you never tried to rebuild it in the past three thousand years? What are the thoughts of the Blood Transformation Sect?" Luo Qi shook his head and asked.

"Do you think I don't want to? When I fought against Master Shura, I managed to escape with my life, but my physical body was on the verge of collapse. I had no choice but to use a secret method to fuse my soul with the armor of the blood figurine. From then on, I lived in the armor." The Demon Ancestor seemed to be very candid and said so.

"What about Yuan Wuji? How did the Blood Realm Venerables and the others die? You can live to this day, probably because you have devoured the lives of countless people. You spread the inheritance of the Blood Transformation Sect, probably also to let people wear blood figurines. A man in armor can act as a carrier for you to come to the world at any time!" Luo Qi said again.

"So what? In the past three thousand years, so many sects have risen and fallen, all like a passing cloud! As for our Blood Transformation Sect, as long as I, the ancestor, live, I will never be able to cut off the inheritance! And I only choose the new leader when he is on the verge of death. Only then will the blood of him and his men be swallowed up through the blood warrior armor. If you weren't so aggressive today, why would I show up?" The Blood Demon Ancestor smiled disdainfully and said plausibly.

In Shura's Blood-devouring Diagram, the blood shadow immediately fell silent after hearing these words. After a moment, another long lament was faintly heard.

"It is said to be for the inheritance of the sect, but in the end it is not for your own immortality? The Blood Sect has not been able to be rebuilt for three thousand years. Isn't it because every sect leader has been devoured by you as blood food? Master Luo, don't If you don't listen to his nonsense anymore, he is just stalling for time so that he can refine the magic power of the Lord of the Blood Realm and others!" Yuan Ming hit the nail on the head.

"No matter what, it should come to an end today!" Luo Qi said, opening his mouth and spitting blood onto the Daluo chessboard, and then waved his hand to hit a spell on the Daluo chessboard.

The phantom of the chessboard in mid-air once again doubled in size, and black and white auras intertwined criss-cross, once again covering the figure of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

At the same time, from the center of the Da Luo chessboard below, a white chess piece flew out and quickly grew to a size of more than ten feet. It exploded instantly and turned into a rain of thousands of white chess pieces, hitting the Blood Demon Ancestor overwhelmingly.

Unexpectedly, the Blood Demon Ancestor suddenly laughed, and the blood in his palm condensed, turning into a long knife. With a slight slash, bursts of knife light swept out, like a curtain of blood that dyed the sky red.

The next moment, white chess pieces swarmed in, and a sound of gold and iron clashed.

Hundreds of white chess pieces easily smashed into sieves the sword light cut by the Blood Demon Ancestor, but they were also soaked by the filthy blood contained in the sword light, losing their spirituality and falling one after another.

Seeing this, Luo Qi immediately raised his hand and pointed, and another large wave of black chess pieces appeared out of thin air and attacked the Blood Demon Ancestor overwhelmingly.

Facing these sunspots that could hurt the soul, the Blood Demon Ancestor seemed to be particularly afraid. He put away his knife, swayed, and turned into countless blood shadows, flying around in the shadow of the chessboard, trying to avoid those who were crossing the chessboard. Interlacing black and white auras to leave the range of the formation.

Luo Qi immediately controlled Heizi to chase him in several waves, but he couldn't keep up with the speed of Xueying.

"Everyone, please enter the battle with black and white pieces to help me. Don't let him escape!" Luo Qi immediately shouted and flicked his right hand, scattering several pairs of black and white chess pieces, flying towards Yuan Ming and others.

Yuan Ming caught the black and white chess pieces with both hands and moved them immediately without hesitation. Then a layer of black and white aura covered his body, pulling him into the shadow of the chessboard.

Ni Mu, who also received the black and white chess pieces, hesitated for a moment, but soon he made a decision. He turned over his palm and took out three palm-sized glazed vials. After opening the corks of each bottle, one person emerged from each, but it was Chang. Accompanying Ni Mu were the beautiful female cultivators, as well as Patriarch Mingquan and the owner of Qionghai Island.

As soon as they appeared, they were shocked to see the situation around them, but before they could ask about the situation, they saw Ni Mu's lips moving slightly, as if he was transmitting a message to them.

Soon, the beautiful female cultivator nodded and took the initiative to pick a pair of black and white chess pieces from the air.

The expressions of the two ancestors, Mingquan, changed for a while, but in the end they gritted their teeth and took off the black and white chess pieces.

At this moment, another person flew from below and stopped next to Ni Mu.

"Brother." The man raised his hand towards Ni Mu.

When Ni Mu saw it was Wu Yuezhi, he nodded: "You came just in time. Come with me into the battle and kill the Blood Demon Ancestor."

Wu Yuezhi nodded silently, and just as he was about to take the black and white chess pieces, he looked up and met Luo Qi's eyes.

In an instant, looks of surprise, confusion and anger flashed through Luo Qi's eyes, while Wu Yuezhi lowered his head without saying a word and hid behind Ni Mu.

Luo Qi frowned and moved his lips twice, but in the end he didn't say anything more.

As Ni Mu and others rushed into the formation, the blood shadows transformed by the Blood Demon Ancestor were chased and exterminated one by one. It seemed that the number was no more than half a hundred, but his true body still did not appear, and he did not know where he was hiding. In a shadow of blood.

"Blood Shadow, what is his trick and how to break it?" Yuan Ming asked silently in his heart while chasing down the blood demon ancestor.

However, the blood shadow in Shura's blood-devouring picture remained silent and did not respond in any way.

Yuan Ming frowned secretly, but he also knew that Xueying did not intend to disobey his orders. Perhaps he felt depressed because of the words of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

He had no time to persuade at this time, so he could only sigh and speculate on the thoughts of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Now that Yuan Ming and others have entered the battle, no matter how much the Blood Demon Ancestor can hide, he will eventually have to face their siege. Transforming into a blood shadow is a temporary solution. He should be looking for some way to escape.

In an instant, Yuan Ming thought of something, raised his head suddenly, and looked at Ulu: "No, Ulu, be careful with the blood figurine armor!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Ulu's body stiffen, and his hands uncontrollably grabbed the chess pieces floating in front of him. A large amount of dirty blood instantly emerged from the armor of the blood figurine, contaminating and corroding the chess pieces.

In the shadow of the chessboard, a white chess piece froze for an instant, then collapsed into a spiritual light and dissipated. The shadow of the chessboard seemed to be affected by this, and suddenly shook, and three seemingly small cracks appeared.

Luo Qi was startled and quickly used the magic formula to repair the crack, but at this moment, a bloody light appeared next to the crack. The Blood Demon Ancestor, who had been prepared for a long time, immediately jumped out of the formation without waiting for Luo Qi to repair the formation. Zhong rushed out and flew to Ulu's side.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming immediately locked onto the Blood Demon Ancestor's body with his spiritual consciousness and flew towards him boldly.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was about to say something, but Yuan Ming rushed towards him with great momentum, but his words stopped when he reached his lips. He quickly rolled up his sleeves and grabbed Ulu, and then turned into a streak of blood and fled towards the sky.

Yuan Ming naturally refused to let him go and chased him all the way. At the same time, he took out the Thunder God Hammer and the Divine Cone, trying to force the Blood Demon Ancestor to stop.

But at this moment, a space crack suddenly appeared next to the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Seeing this, the Blood Demon Ancestor quickly ducked into it and disappeared instantly.

Yuan Ming was shocked and angry. He was about to hit the thunder hammer on the cone of God. Dozens of thunderbolts struck down instantly, but they couldn't stop the space cracks from quickly closing and completely disappearing.

No one expected such a turn of events, and their expressions turned gloomy for a moment.

Now that the Blood Demon Ancestor has escaped into the space crack, his life and death are unknown, and his whereabouts are a mystery. It is obvious that he will no longer be able to encircle and kill him in a short time.

Yuan Ming glanced bitterly at the location where the space crack appeared, but he also sighed, put away the magic weapon, and flew back to everyone.

At the same time, Patriarch Mingquan beside Ni Mu looked at Yuan Ming's appearance, frowned slightly, and suddenly took out a jade ring and quietly cast a spell to activate it.

Yuan Ming suddenly noticed that there seemed to be some kind of fluctuation sweeping through his body. He glanced around and saw that it was Patriarch Mingquan. He immediately became wary, thinking that he was going to take advantage of the chaos. Although he did not feel any fighting intention from him, he secretly Be careful.

But the next scene left Yuan Ming a little confused.

I saw a spiritual light suddenly appearing in the center of the jade ring. After a slight shaking, the spiritual light was divided into two, one was green and the other was purple. The green one was as faint as a firefly, and the purple one was as bright as a candle.

When Ancestor Mingquan saw this, he was stunned. As if he couldn't believe his eyes, he activated the jade ring again, but in the end he got the same result.

When Yuan Ming was wondering, Patriarch Mingquan hesitated for a moment and suddenly flew towards him.

"Fellow Taoist, wait a minute, may I ask, is your surname Yuan?" he cupped his hands.

Yuan Ming was in a bad mood, so he didn't give him a good look: "So what if it is, so what if it's not?"

A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of Patriarch Mingquan, but he felt the momentum exuded by Yuan Ming at this moment and did not get angry on the spot.

"I am Guanmingquan, Changchun. There once was a bad disciple who offended a fellow Taoist named Yuan Ming in the Central Plains of Jin Dynasty, and he was killed in public. My fellow Taoist has a similar face to Yuan Ming, and they both practice " "Nine Yuan Jue", that's why I asked this question." Patriarch Mingquan thought about it for a moment and said this.

He spoke very politely, but Yuan Ming also knew that Patriarch Mingquan had obviously recognized him and wanted to raise an army to hold him accountable, but his behavior was only hindered by his own strength.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as asking, fellow Taoist. If you took out the magic weapon early, do you want to fight me?" Yuan Ming asked deliberately.