Immortality Begins with the Master of Alchemy

Chapter 634 The Blood God fights the Vine King and fishes in the abyss

　　簌簌!

 The breeze is blowing, and the toes are light.

Amid the fluttering air, Luo Chen stands on the top of the tree crown.

When he saw Dao Lan retreating with a knife, he subconsciously moved away from the valley.

 The previous part of this battle was just as Diaosou said before setting off, and it was actually not very "dangerous".

The countless withered blood vines can be destroyed with a wave of their hands due to their powerful combat power in the late Golden Core stage.

Even the seemingly formidable fourth-level withered blood vine, with its explosive power, cannot threaten them at all.

 Of course, this is based on the premise that all five people have the combat power of great monks.

If you were a monk in the early or middle stage of the Golden Core, you wouldn't be able to deal with it so easily.

 Sometimes, the difference between one place and another is a natural chasm!

Luo Chen didn’t understand why Gouxingshi explained to him so carefully. It couldn’t be because he praised him a few times before coming!

His body trembled violently, and a rich red light filled the air from his body.

Unlike humans and monsters who can easily channel spirits and embark on the path of spiritual practice, it is extremely difficult for people of the wood and stone species to channel spirits and practice as spirits.

At this moment, I realized that the other party was worried that the Blood God Son would be left uncontrollable and endanger himself.

Luo Chen couldn't help but swallow as he looked at the terrifying white vines stretching across the sky for an unknown number of feet.

In sight, Dao Lan retreated further.

On Deadwood Ridge, the battle between the Blood God Son and the Vine King has reached a raging stage.

Under Luo Chen’s curious eyes, he whispered: “It’s a Xue Sanren, but it’s not him. This is the incarnation of the blood sea that he refined, and he can be called the Son of Blood God.”

“Judging from the current situation, this Blood God Son has obviously received orders from the Blood San people to capture the Vine King, and he will not put his mind on us.”

next moment.

 In any case, Luo Chen has only seen Yinchensha, a pearl-turned-spirited spirit, in all these years.

“After being killed by him, he was refined into the Blood God Son!”

The terrifying power has not really fallen, and the solid valley has turned into powder amid the rumbling and shaking.

 Under his observation, the man was clearly a genuine Nascent Soul. How could he still be an incarnation?

Gou Xingshi may have noticed Luo Chen's confusion. Based on his understanding of Yuan Mo Sect from being a member of the Sky Demon Star Sect, he quickly told Luo Chen the specific information briefly.

In the midst of ecstasy, he suddenly knelt on the ground and shouted loudly: "Please come to this real person!"

Facing such a judgment, Luo Chen was very curious, what method would Diaosou use to deal with this Vine King?

In sight, under the white vines, Diaosou's old body was shaking like a candle in the wind.

The white vine in the sky seemed to realize something, and slammed down a giant vine, like a huge whip.

Luo Chen hummed, and immediately retreated with the Gou Xingshi.

 How can a Jindan monk resist such an attack?

“This incarnation is the powerful Yuan Mo Sect who guarded Longyuan Immortal City a hundred years ago.”

That was a man with a sinister face and narrow eyes.

At this moment, people as strong as Dao Lan took the initiative to retreat, which shows how powerful the enemy they will face next is.

 But he did not retreat at all, his eyes were full of ecstasy.

 Wearing a red robe, like blood and fire.

but!

After finding a slightly safer place, Luo Chen looked back.

Hook Star Envoy shook his head, "Even so, the Nascent Soul War will affect a very wide area, often thousands of miles away, so you and I still have to be careful."

The man raised one hand high and actually held the long whip in the air out of thin air.

“Xue Sanren is a genius who has mastered the Blood Nerves to the extreme based on the skills of Yuan Mo Sect’s Blood Sea lineage. He is even better than the direct descendants of the Demon Sect’s Blood Sea lineage.”



When Luo Chen's heart tightened, he saw a figure emerging from the smoke and dust.

 It is not only an innate ontological limitation, but also a cruel living environment as a limitation.

“Fellow Taoist, if this person exists without the control of his master, his temperament will be cruel and ruthless, so you and I have to stay far apart.”

Thinking of Diaosou’s loud shout before this person appeared, Luo Chen blurted out, “Xuesanren?”

“Is this the fifth-level withered blood vine?”

 It is conceivable how powerful the withered blood vine would be to be able to give birth to spiritual intelligence and cultivate a fifth-level body under such severe restrictions!

Even if he does not have the power to transform into gods, he is at least comparable to a monk in the Nascent Soul stage.

Luo Chen was puzzled.

Luo Chen was not a fool, so of course he distanced himself immediately.

The voice of Gou Xingshi came to his ears, and at some point he had reached a low mountain peak a hundred feet away from Luo Chen.

 This is Luo Chen’s conclusion when facing the terrifying white vine in front of him.

 “You are indeed psychic, you can get rid of the shackles of your innate nature!”

 “No!”

 The surging mana fluctuations echoed from the mountains.

 When the blood robe was rolled up, a large area of ​​rich blood light swayed out.

Once the white vine body is stained by blood, it will emit a foul smell.

But obviously, the Withered Blood Vine King is not someone to be trifled with. His tyrannical body keeps bombarding him, causing mountains to crack and thunder and wind to break out at every turn.

Under its tyrannical attack, the Blood God Son remained silent and looked a little embarrassed, being knocked down from time to time.

Even if he could stand up again and again and fight again, the rich blood in his body would become thinner and thinner.

 “Can you win?”

Luo Chen frowned and realized something was wrong.

 Looking carefully, I finally discovered where the strangeness came from.

Although this Son of Blood God has the combat power of the real Yuanying, it seems that he does not have the bonus of the Yuanying realm?

 As he uses his moves one by one, the mana on his body is getting less and less.

On the contrary, the Withered Blood Vine King, who seemed weak at first, became more courageous as he fought.

 It seems that its power will never stop, and the pure spiritual energy is free of money and can be freely swayed.

 Hooking Star Messenger landed next to Luo Chen, relatively close to him, but still several feet away.

Seeing this scene, he sighed and said: "After all, it is the Son of Blood God refined by the dead. Not only does it no longer have the potential to grow, but it can no longer display the realm of the Nascent Soul during his lifetime."

Luo Chen looked over curiously.

Gou Xingshi explained: "The so-called Nascent Soul Realm is actually a kind of echo generated by the connection between the monk's Nascent Soul and heaven and earth. Once the monk dies, even if the Nascent Soul is still alive, the ability to echo is cut off. Blood Sanren The Yuan Ying of this powerful Yuan Demon Sect was preserved through secret methods and refined into the Son of Blood God, but it is difficult to violate the laws of nature and reproduce his former realm."

Luo Chen suddenly realized, and then said: "If this happens, wouldn't it mean that the Son of Blood God will become increasingly powerless?"

"That's it." The Gou Xing user nodded and looked hundreds of miles away at the center of the battlefield where smoke and dust were rising. "It depends on whether the Blood San people have given this Blood God son any other means of fighting."

Luo Chen calmed down, his eyes widened with inspiration, and he stared at the constantly moving battlefield.

 In sight, the Blood God Son continued to cast spells.

  or both means like a sword, the sword shines vertically and horizontally.

 Or clapped both hands together, slapping the huge white vine with **** handprints.

Occasionally, when the sleeves and robes are waved, large streams of blood will spill out.

After looking at it for a long time, Luo Chen suddenly discovered that the blood light should be a high-level evil spirit with extremely powerful power. Every time it hit Bai Teng, Bai Teng's aura would weaken.

 But obviously, this kind of evil spirit is worth every penny.

If you want to use this method to kill Bai Teng's power, you don't know how much **** evil energy the Blood God Son has to reserve to use it.

 Just as Gou Xingshi said, if this Son of Blood God didn't have other powerful means given by the Blood San people, I'm afraid this battle would be unwinnable.

 …

  In Deadwood Ridge, the battle has lasted for half an hour.

 The scope of the battlefield is no longer limited to the original valley.

 One person and one vine, constantly changing the battlefield.

 Everywhere it passed was devastated.

 Even some ground veins were penetrated, and blazing mountain fires broke out.

Luo Chen and the others who were watching the battle were forced to flee in advance.

If the mission hadn't ended yet, I'm afraid they would have left this **** on earth long ago.

Even so, the increasingly tense atmosphere made several people less interested in talking and focused on preparing for the possible aftermath of the battle.

　　Boom!

 There was a loud noise, and four figures fled in all directions.

 When the smoke and dust dispersed, several people looked at each other in confusion.

His eyes fell on the lifeless white vine stump on the ground, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

“We underestimated this Blood God Son. Even without the bonus of Nascent Soul Realm, its ferocious power is beyond our imagination.” Hook Star User swallowed, with a strong look of fear in his eyes.

The aftermath of the battle just now, even if they were hundreds of miles apart, was beyond their endurance.

If the four of them had not worked together and used their own methods, I am afraid that one of them would have been seriously injured by this move.

Dao Lan was holding a huge broadsword, and his eyes suddenly fell on Luo Chen.

Looking at the man with flying clothes and flying black hair, he suddenly praised: "This treasure is not bad!"

Luo Chen calmed down the tremors in his armor and pursed his lips.

With the blow just now, he first made a large Qingyang hand seal, and then activated the air armor of Xuan Chen Jia, so that he could escape unharmed.

I thought it was done secretly, but I didn’t expect Dao Lan to be so keen on discovering it.

Huangfu Song, who had the big seal on his head, was the most calm among the four. Under the purple light, he was unscathed.

At this moment he smiled and said: "Qingyangzi is a well-known master of forging in the Ten Thousand Immortals Association. Isn't Taoist Dao Lan longing for a personal defensive magic weapon but he can't get it? Why don't you ask Qingyangzi to refine one for you after you go back?" ?”

Dao Lan seemed to move intentionally and looked at Luo Chen in silence.

Luo Chen snorted coldly, "No matter how good my magic weapon is, it seems it can't compare to the great seal of fellow Taoist!"

In an instant, all three of them looked at the big seal covering Huangfu Song's head.

Looking carefully, you can see that the dragon head is standing high on it. With full stimulation, the pattern becomes clearer. If you look closely, you can clearly see that it is a miniature sculpture of flowers, birds, insects, fish, mountains, rivers and seas.

 This is clearly a jade seal used by the emperor of a secular dynasty!

 Seeing the three people paying attention, Huangfu Song felt quite uncomfortable.

He wanted to put away the jade seal, but the battlefield here was quite dangerous. Based on his experience in fighting at the last moment, without the protection of this treasure, he would probably not be able to survive.

 Previously, he had the intention of diverting trouble to the east, so he asked Dao Lan to go find Luo Chen to refine treasures, thus delaying his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, the other party would return the favor in the same way, causing Dao Lan to focus on his protective treasure.

 He coughed dryly and changed the subject, "Where's the fisherman?"

 The other three were startled and couldn't help but become curious.

yes!

 Where is the fisherman?

 Since the outbreak of the Nascent Soul War, Diaosou has disappeared.

If he died in the aftermath of the battle, none of the four people wanted to believe it.

Even though Diaosou usually looks like he is about to die, his true fighting ability must be above all others.

One of the three eight-star demon hunters of the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, he represents not only status, but also strength!

Luo Chen was also puzzled as to where Diaosou had gone.

His eyes wandered, and he suddenly paused.

 “The Blood God Son, this battle is finally over.”

 Everyone followed the sound and looked.

I saw a blood-red figure soaring into the sky. When it reached the clouds, it held its hands horizontally.

A bright and bright sword light suddenly filled the world!

When the sword appeared, there seemed to be wind and thunder in the sky and the earth, and there were thousands of ghosts crying and wolves howling at the same time.

 “It’s Shengang Blood Blade!”

 “The real weapon that the Blood San people have practiced and practiced for hundreds of years!”

“I didn’t expect that for this fifth-level withered blood vine, the Xuesan people would actually take out all their true weapons.”

 The exclamation came from the mouth of Hook Star Envoy.

 Everyone’s expressions changed.

The so-called real weapon is a transformation from a magic weapon, and it is still a magic weapon in essence.

However, these magic weapons have experienced the baptism of thunder and tribulation, and have lost their ordinary nature. Each move they wield has great power. Luo Chen saw many real Yuanying beings, but very few of them had real weapons of their own destiny.

Yezi may have had it that day, but after being captured by Qingshuang Demon King, he had already been stripped away.

As for other people, they either don’t have them at all, or they are not willing to fight at all.

Unexpectedly, the Xue San people were even willing to take out their real weapons for the sake of this fifth-level withered blood vine, and left it to a blood **** son to control it.

Looking at the long and narrow Shengang Blood Blade in the sky like a Miao Dao, Luo Chen's eyes stung, and he subconsciously looked at the broad knife in Dao Lan's hand.

 On it, there seems to be the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Perhaps noticing Luo Chen's gaze, Dao Lan, who had always been silent, now had an abnormal blush on his face.

"This Shengang Blood Blade is indeed from the same source as my Golden Blade, and it absorbs the power of the blood evil spirit of the living soul to be promoted. I have been practicing for many years and have killed countless demons, but I can only use the power of the blood evil beast to kill them. It has been cultivated to a high-grade level, which is really far from the Xuesanren's sword."

Absorbing the power of living souls and blood demons to advance to the level of magic weapons is the most popular weapon refining method in the Beihai immortal world.

 It is said to come from Yuan Mo Sect.

 And this style is indeed full of the flavor of the magic gate.

 Obviously, Xue Sanren's true weapon has reached an extremely high level.

 Even, the ordinary blood evil power has been purified to the gang evil level.

 Now, what it means when the Son of Blood God takes out this knife is self-evident.

as expected!

 After the appearance of Shengang Blood Blade, Blood God Son changed his previous fighting style and became more open and closed.

 When the sword is swung, every time it is shot, it will definitely cut off a section of Baiteng's body.

From time to time, strange howls can be heard in the dilapidated Deadwood Ridge.

As time goes by, the strange howl that penetrates the soul becomes lighter and lighter.

 The messenger of Gou Xing relaxed when he saw this.

“The Vine King can’t hold on any longer, and our mission should be over.”

Several other people thought the same way.

 However, they have not yet waited for their opinions.

next moment.

 The earth trembles!

 Everyone looked surprised and their eyes fell on the nearby trees.

I saw that the green color kept fading away, becoming paler and paler, and turned into a piece of rotten wood in just a few moments.

Even the ancient trees that are thousands of years old are becoming drier and drier under the strange trembling.

 It seems like something is sucking out their vitality?

 And such visions did not only appear near them.

Looking up, you can see that the huge mountains of dead trees are all like this.

The green mountains that were originally green were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in just a few breaths, only a touch of paleness remained.

 While Luo Chen was in shock and doubt, a pair of spiritual eyes suddenly stopped on the top of a mountain.

On the top of the mountain, Diaosou, who had disappeared for a long time, reappeared in the world.

He was sitting on a rock, holding a black gold fishing rod. The scorched silk thread was hanging down into the endless abyss at the bottom of the mountain. The sound bell on the fishing rod was trembling wildly, as if something big had taken the bait.

And all the fading vitality around him seemed to be converging in the direction of Diaosou.

Diaosou’s face was pale, but his eyes were full of joy.

Even if the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he still held on to the fishing rod.

 In the abyss, there was suddenly a terrifying sound, and a long **** whip shot through the air.

A ray of earthy yellow light bloomed on Diaosou's body, but it only lasted for a moment before it was broken.

 Seeing that beneath the abyss, there is accumulation of terrifying power.

Diaosou’s eyes were filled with fear and he roared to the sky.

 “Sir, save me!”

 The Blood God Son, who was trembling with Bai Teng, exploded into the sky.

 He pointed his hand towards Diaosou, and a streak of blood flew away.

 And then, they grabbed Luo Chen and the others from a distance.

Luo Chen and others were ignorant.

 The next moment, a scream was heard.

 “My jade seal!”

In his sight, Huangfu Song, who had a jade seal on his head, was looking crazy, and he chased in the direction of Diaosou.

In the air, a purple brilliance, like a meteor, was forcibly controlled by the Blood God Son, and fell on the abyss.

 A blood whip was whipped out from the abyss again, but it was resisted by the blood light from the Son of Blood God.

 When the strange noise was about to erupt again in the abyss, the jade seal had already floated to the sky above the abyss.

 The majestic and noble purple brilliance pours down from the jade seal.

　　Despite the frequent sounds inside, the blood whip could no longer be seen rising into the air.

At this moment, the Blood God Son no longer cared about the lingering white vine, and landed next to Diaosou.

The long sword in his right hand was swung, cutting down the white vines coming from all directions.

　　With eyes focused intently, staring into the abyss.

When Huangfu Song rushed over like crazy, he just gave the latter a cold glance, and the latter felt as if he had been hit hard. The crazy color in his eyes faded away, leaving only a trace of despair.

 Luo Chen, Gou Xingshi, and Dao Lan looked at each other, seeming to realize something.

They didn't delay any longer and flew towards the top of the mountain at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

 When they arrived, the Blood God Son didn't even look at them, and was still staring at the abyss.

Diaosou was still fishing in Linyuan. Even though his breath was extremely weak, his hand holding the pole did not relax at all.

 While everyone was waiting quietly.

The Son of Blood God suddenly took action and flicked away the jade seal that suppressed the abyss.

Huangfu Song couldn't wait to accept the jade seal, but after just one glance, his face turned pale.

Luo Chen and others looked curiously and saw that the purple light on the jade seal had completely dissipated, revealing the magic weapon itself.

Looking at it now, it can't be seen that it has the power to withstand countless withered blood vines before, and it is not even afraid of the aftermath of the Nascent Soul War.

Even several cracks appeared on the jade seal.

 Luo Chen was thoughtful.

The most powerful thing may not be this jade seal magic weapon, but the methods of Yuanying Zhenren left on it.

His craftsmanship has become more and more sophisticated over the years, and he can clearly see at a glance that this treasure has not been sacrificed or refined.

It is impossible for Huangfu Song not to want to practice sacrifice. The only reason is that the real person's methods left above blocked his sacrifice.

 In this way, the full power of the protective means can be unleashed.

 But at the same time, it is also easy to be taken away by force.

In the battle just now, the Blood God Son used a higher level of power to forcefully take away the jade seal and consume all the real skills left on it.

Now, the magic weapon has been returned to Huangfu Song, but it is no different from being useless.

 Judging from its appearance, it is at the highest level at best, and even because of its mixed functions, it is far inferior to a single-power high-grade magic weapon.

"Diaosou gathered the four of us together. Although we each have different priorities and consider everything, the most important thing is obviously Huangfu Song."

“He not only used his ancestral magic weapon to suppress the creatures in the abyss, but also used up one of the opponent’s trump cards.”

Thoughts flashed through Luo Chen's mind, and he looked at Huangfu Song who was in a state of despair, with quite complicated emotions in his heart.

 While everyone is waiting.

 The Blood God Son standing in front took action again.

He grabbed the withered silk thread and lifted it up.

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in Diaosou's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

 The next moment.

　　咻!

 Under the sunlight, a piece of **** rattan appeared in front of everyone.

 Look carefully, it looks like the white vine before, but it is a hundred times more agile and vitality!

 Everyone was stunned.

This is the true body of the fifth-order withered blood vine!

 The white vine is just its external incarnation.

 That’s not right either. The vitality gap between the two should not be so big.

Luo Chen was puzzled, his eyes swept over the mountains, and he was heartbroken.

 The eyes are pale and withered as ashes.

This kind of scenery seems to fit the meaning of Kumu Ridge.

 “Thank you for your hard work, everyone.”

Just when Luo Chen was stunned, Diaosou's hoarse and dry voice came faintly.

 Luo Chen looked back, only to see that the Blood God Son was nowhere to be seen.

Diaosou stood up from the rock. As soon as he stood up, the boulder under him turned into powder.

 The old man dusted himself off and showed a relieved smile.

 He swept through everyone one by one, and then nodded slightly.

"The mission has ended. When I return, I will fulfill the conditions I promised you."

“Huangfu Song, I will also negotiate for you on behalf of the Tianqu Chen family on behalf of the Ten Thousand Immortals Society. They should no longer care about the vassal below, so you can do whatever you want.”

 The last sentence is just a supplement.

Huangfu Song showed a smile that was uglier than crying and said, "Thank you Diaosu for this."

Diaosou chuckled, his eyes fell on the ruined mountains, and he waved his hand.

The remaining threads of the sky are scattered like fishing nets.

When he was about to take it back, seven or eight huge white vines fell in front of him.

“Although these white vines are not the real body of the Withered Blood Vine, they are also the remains of thousands of years of hard work. The master did not cut them all off, which is an advantage for us.”

Diaosou sighed in admiration and divided the white vines into two pieces.

 When he arrived in front of Luo Chen, there were three of them.

 Luo Chen was surprised.

Diaosou blinked and said, "Fellow Taoist, this time I forcefully recruit you to participate in the mission, I hope I haven't delayed your affairs."

Luo Chen suddenly became speechless. The old man had a cold attitude that ignored the relationship between the two of them, but now he suddenly changed.

 I don’t know whether it was because he felt happy after completing the task, or because he was thinking about repairing the relationship between him and himself.

 Perhaps, both!

 Looking at the other three people, except for Huangfu Song, none of them were dissatisfied.

Luo Chen then understood that before setting off, the fishermen should have reached corresponding conditions with them, but he was the only one who lacked the due reward.

 He did not hesitate any longer and immediately accepted the white vines generously.

 The remains of the fifth-level withered blood vine, even without its essence, can still be used as a fourth-level material.

This trip is not a loss at all.

 After collecting the white vine, everyone no longer had any nostalgia. The fisherman summoned the flying boat and was about to return.

Luo Chen did not get on the boat.

 “Fellow Taoist, what’s wrong?” Diaosou was confused.

Luo Chen cupped his hands and said, "It's rare to come to the Demon Sea once, so it's quite a waste to go back in such a hurry. Luo plans to travel a bit, and will return to the Ten Thousand Immortals Association on his own later."

 After saying that, he set up the Dharma cloud, looked for the opposite direction and left leisurely.

On the flying boat, Diaosou frowned and looked in the direction he was leaving. He pondered for a long time but said nothing.

 Just waved his sleeves and started the flying boat.

 (End of this chapter)