Mortals start by seizing the soul of Shequ

At the end of the red rope, the white bone relics that were originally close to Xie Duanyang's skin were spinning and rising in the wind.

With just one breath, it swelled to the size of a human head.

You can vaguely see a face and facial features growing out of it, resembling a skull.

It's just that its texture is shiny and moist, and it doesn't look ferocious at all. Instead, it has a kind of holy Buddha light.

Originally, Xie Duanyang was worried that the bone relics were not completely refined and would be affected by the four-armed monster and come back to bite him.

But after several fights, he had already seen through the monster's true nature.

Seeing that the demonic energy is strong and strong, his body and bones are strong and strong, and he is very difficult to deal with.

But it lacks the most crucial bit of spirituality and lacks resourcefulness and adaptability.

It feels like those puppet machine beasts in the Qianzhu Sect that lack intelligence and are extremely dull.

It doesn't look like a living thing at all.

In fact, even with spears and flying knives, his skin and flesh were broken open, and blood dripped.

But Xie Duanyang always felt that there was something weird in it and it didn't seem real.

But if you say it's a pure magical illusion, it doesn't look like it.

It is also different from the attributes of corpse refining.

However, regardless of its origins, Xie Duanyang is now extremely confident.

If it really is an ancient demon clan that is good at killing, you must be extremely careful.

But as long as you lack intelligence, it will not be difficult to deal with it no matter how powerful it is.

Quite the opposite.

Xie Duanyang now fell in love with his pure and deep demonic energy, as well as his body.

Most of the demonic powers in the human world originate from the ancient demon clan.

It is just based on the physique of the human race, combined with the spiritual principles of Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism and other schools, and the aura environment.

It is made up of additions, deletions and modifications.

Today, it has actually changed a lot, and many of them are no longer their original appearance.

But the power has inevitably weakened a lot.

This is also inevitable.

The practice of monks is based on spiritual energy.

For ancient demons and fellow demon cultivators, although they can also absorb spiritual energy, the most suitable one is demonic energy.

It's just that there is no demonic energy in the human world, most of it is left over from the time when the ancient demons broke through the world and invaded.

Later generations lowered the requirements based on the power of blood evil, ghosts, etc., although they can still barely destroy the magical power of demons.

But after all, it is not as profound and mysterious as the original version.

Of course, there is also a different kind of ingenuity.

The Blood Spirit White Bone Way is originally the top demonic technique in the world.

The magic weapons refined according to his method are also extremely powerful.

What if the bone relic could absorb the demonic energy from this monster and refine it for his own use?

It will definitely increase its essential foundation, reborn, and make further progress.

If it had been before, Xie Duanyang would not have dared to make this idea easily.

But now that he has investigated the foundation of the monster, he is only in the late stage of foundation building in terms of cultivation, and he lacks intelligence.

I am determined not to stir up any trouble.

After all, I have thoroughly refined the bone relics from my heart.

Even if there are any problems in the middle, stop in time and then use magic to suppress it.

Thinking in his mind, Xie Duanyang secretly urged the red rope.

The four red ropes, which were originally as thick as an arm, quickly shrank and converged into lines.

The red threads are fluttering like water plants swaying in the water.

Gently and gently, it penetrated into the monster's flesh along the wounds made by the flying knife.

The white aura on the bone relics suddenly shined, and the aura started to rise.

His mouth was wide open, as if he was laughing silently, and he could only make a sucking motion with his mouth.

Then……

The first section of the red thread, which was originally bright red, was quickly dyed black, a color that was indistinguishable from monster blood.

At the same time, there are many strange and inexplicable auras, making people feel as if they are facing an abyss, dangerous, strange and abnormal.

The white bone relics are humanized with an expression of enjoyment.

His own momentum is also increasing slightly.

It just changed from the original white and pure appearance to half black and half white, which also made it look particularly evil.

Xie Duanyang is using the red thread to suck the demonic blood full of pure demonic energy from the demonic body.

Sure enough, as he had guessed, this thing was naturally compatible with the bone relics, and it would naturally merge into one without any additional sacrifice.

"ah!"

The monster looked up to the sky and roared.

If we say before, the emotion in its voice was anger or mania.

Now, there is an almost imperceptible fear.

He didn't even think about it, and he didn't even care about the spear stuck in his heart.

The monster waved its arms wildly, trying to tear these evil and sneaky things off its body.

It's a pity that the red rope is inherently tough.

After being repeatedly refined by Xie Duanyang with his true fire and essence and blood, it became more and more strange, somewhere between existence and non-existence.

It doesn't matter whether the stick in the monster's hand is a long stick or a short stick.

They all have a blunt surface and are designed to overwhelm people with force, so how can they cut off these red ropes?

It panicked, unable to lock in the magical energy. Instead, the red rope took advantage of the situation and invaded, sucking away more of the demonic blood.

It even followed the veins in his body and went upstream.

At a level invisible to the naked eye.

Those four red threads that penetrated into the demonic body felt like a fish in water.

Not only did he drink blood, he even branched out and regenerated some small red lines, trying to completely control his body.

"Bang, bang, bang."

After three consecutive sounds, the monster could no longer control the three weapons and let them fall to the ground.

At the same time, the body also showed strange twists and stiffness, making it difficult to move.

Xie Duanyang was unyielding when he gained power and once again drew a red line.

Only this time, he wasn't going towards those four arms.

Instead, it quickly extended along the spear in Xie Duanyang's right hand and penetrated into his heart.

The demonic energy contained in the flesh and blood here is richer and more pure than that in the arm.

Almost immediately, the red thread was completely dyed ink.

As for the monster, its momentum finally dropped visibly to the naked eye, showing signs of decline.

Weapons such as long sticks and short sticks are all transformed by monsters using their own demonic energy, and are not real objects.

Without its continuous supply of demonic energy, it quickly disintegrated and turned into fly ash on the ground.

However, their disappearance seemed to give the monster a wake-up call, allowing it to recover from the situation where it was suppressed everywhere from the beginning.

The monster tugged on its arm desperately, not caring that the red thread would take advantage of the situation to absorb more blood essence, and then formed a strange seal.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It is somewhat similar to when the demonic energy turned into armor and was worn just now, but there are subtle differences.

The useless robe disappeared, but the four-armed monster was filled with a frigid air from the inside out.

Infected by its cold air, the movements of the red thread that had been happily sucking just now obviously slowed down, and were covered with a layer of coldness.

Finally, I got some buffering time for the four-armed monster.

The body twisted, and new weapons were formed between the monster's four palms.

Only this time, it's no longer a long stick or a short stick.

Instead, it becomes a sword with a sharp edge.

Xie Duanyang even saw a strange weapon with a mouth shaped like scissors.

Except for the heart, the four weapons are moving towards the red line.

It’s not that the heart and mouth are unimportant, but it’s because that’s where the coldest air is.

It has been extremely difficult for Hongxian to absorb any more magic energy.

"This is not okay."

Xie Duanyang shook his head slightly and looked up.

The glass heart lamp hanging above the head suddenly flew up and headed straight towards the four-armed monster.

Finally, it stopped at its heavenly place and fell hard.

It looks light and light, not even heavy.

But the spirit and law contained in it weighs more than a thousand catties.

The four-armed monster froze again, and its body fell down.

It tried to get up and move several times, but in the end it was all in vain.

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

Xie Duanyang has killed countless people, so he naturally understands this truth.

Especially now, when it moves the heart lamp transformed by its own path to the top of its head, it is equivalent to releasing half of its own cultivation.

There is no room for mistakes. The magic power is easy to cultivate, but the insights gained from it are difficult to regain.

Just as the heart lamp was about to fall, he poured all the remaining mana into his right hand.

The head of the gun poked out from the monster's back and stabbed it completely through.

The monster immediately fell from the stage where it was in the late stage of foundation building and close to the completion of the false elixir.

All of a sudden, it fell to a point above the mid-term, but not yet the late stage.

And, this isn't the end yet.

The magic power is banned and the body is broken.

The four-armed monster could no longer suppress the five red threads, and was being sucked in blood and essence crazily.

After a successful shot, Xie Duanyang let go and summoned the flying knife again.

Only this time, instead of one bite, it became two bites.

But seeing his figure drifting away, he distanced himself from it, controlled the two flying knives with his mind, and started to attack the monster crazily.

Every time he takes out his sword, it goes away as soon as it touches it, without wasting any more effort.

Greet the monster at its eyes, ears, neck and other vital points.

The shadow of the knife is heavy, like rolling waves.

In just three or five breaths, he had already made hundreds of blows.

If it were at the beginning, when the four-armed monster was at its peak, this move would probably not even be able to break through its defense, and would only scratch its itch at most.

But now, it's different.

The monster's tall and thick body was densely covered with countless scars.

A few drops of blood oozed out from the small wounds.

It looks extremely shocking.

Regarding these, Xie Duanyang has no intention of giving up.

Touching the joyful white bone relic with his right hand, Xie Duanyang suddenly took action and popped it out with his fingers.

With incomparable precision, the half-black and half-white bone relic dragged five red threads and landed steadily in the heart lamp.

Originally, it had been thoroughly refined.

The fire of the heart lamp only has the power to refine it, but has no power to destroy it.

But now that it has absorbed too much pure demonic energy, the demonic intention has naturally increased and is restrained by the heart lamp.

The white bone relics made a strange noise, and I thought about jumping up.

It's a pity that the red rope not only provides it with a steady stream of demonic energy, but also tightly restrains it.

The red thread swayed gently, and the white bone relic could no longer move at all, and could only continue to be burned by the fire in the heart.

The current white bone relic can be said to be both painful and joyful.

The expression on his face changes ruthlessly, from crying to laughing.

As for the red line, it is divided again.

One is divided into two, two is divided into four, until infinity.

Hundreds of thousands of red lines are rooted in the wounds on the monster's body, and extend into the heart lamp.

From a distance, it looks like a huge black and red flower.