Chapter 642: The True Spirit Demon Soul (Fourth Update)

The golem could not tell what it looked like. It was roughly a human form, but the whole body was covered with blood that was dozens of feet thick, so it was so sticky that it could not see the true form. He punched it out, and the blood and energy that was thousands of miles apart suddenly rushed towards his fist as if it was crazy, and it turned into a steel plate on his fist, with dense sharp triangular thorns on it, and it was smashed to Wuqi in front of him with a strong wind.

Wuqi laughed and was about to swing his fist to fight the golem. His Heaven and Earth True Body Art and the Dragon Transformation Technique were already in fire, and it was already at the peak of the celestial immortals. It was only an ordinary thing to smash the stars with one punch. He was very interested in judging the level and weight of the golem.

But before he could punch, a colorful divine light flashed in the slanting thorn, and Princess Chengle had arrived. Seeing that the huge golem was slamming at Wuqi, Princess Chengle's pretty face turned cold, and the colorful flames in her eyes burst out hundreds of feet like a volcano eruption. A gust of wind and clouds within a radius of thousands of miles changed color. Large dark clouds in the void quickly gathered and quickly pressed down from the sky that was thousands of miles high. Countless thunders as thick as water tanks roared down, smashing the blood light in the sky and the clouds rolling in the ghost fire.

A purple glow shot out from Princess Chengle's fingertips. She chanted the song with a vague and simple rhythm. Countless spiritual lights surrounded her. Suddenly, countless thunder and fires of human heads were condensed in the purple glow, and it hit the huge golem like a heavy rain.

The earth-shaking explosions continued, and the power of each thunder fire was extremely amazing. Each thunder fire exploded and the shock wave spread a hundred miles away. Countless thunder fires exploded on the golem, causing countless blood to break out of the golem's body. Large pieces of blood evaporated by the thunder force, and turned into scarlet gas surged into the sky. Countless imprisoned souls in the blood made shrill screams, and they were also shaken by the thunder fire and turned into countless fireflies.

The shrill roar of the ancestor Yuanhua sounded from the depths of the blood pool: "Wuqi, kid, kill my beloved disciple, today the ancestor must let you lose your soul!"

Wuqi sneered repeatedly, and he clasped his fists with his hands. The wind whistled in the sky and earth, quickly condensed on his fists. His fists were entangled by a hazy green light, and soon became bright and dazzling, just like two small suns that made people dare not look at them. A radius of thousands of miles suddenly rose, and the sharp whistling of wind made people's ears hurt. With a loud shout, Wuqi pressed his hands down, and two green lights whirlpools whizzed out one after another, and rushed into the blood pool with endless wind.

The blue storm blew, and this world suddenly turned into a world of wind. Wuqi sang the key points of the Great Wind Song. His limbs and bones seemed to have become hollow structures like bamboo. The powerful storm shuttled through his body, gradually pulling the surrounding wind into countless wind swords that lasted hundreds of miles long and chopped and slashed in the blood pool.

The blood pool that is within a radius of thousands of miles was shattered by the wind knife. The various prohibitions that the ancestor Yuanhua had ambushed under the blood pool were destroyed by Wuqi's violent destruction. Wuqi's spiritual consciousness quickly controlled the blood energy in all directions to condense into ancient runes in the depths of the blood pool. Large pieces of runes emerged continuously, and a faint blood light rushed out from the depths of the blood pool. Yuanhua was hiding in the depths of the blood pool. He was a little unable to control the blood pool.

Whether in terms of cultivation or in the realm of Taoism, Wuqi is now far superior to the ancestor Yuanhua. The ancestor Yuanhua, who has become a demon, acts more by instinct, and his every move is not at all rational. Wuqi uses his strength to break the law against the ancestor Yuanhua, which is naturally not difficult to capture.

In particular, Princess Junle was still slashing countless lightnings on the side. Each lightning was a demon-subduing thunder in the ancient divine way that was specially used to deal with various evil demons. The thunder method of the ancient divine way directly uses natural power to condense, which lacks exquisite changes and clever structures than the thunder method of the immortal, but it is more direct, more domineering, and more in line with the wonderful principles of heaven and earth, so the lethality is more direct and terrifying.

The huge golem just now had been shattered by Princess Junle, and now the lightning is constantly drilling into the sea of ​​blood.

Princess Chengle's more clever and delicate spiritual sense than Wuqi turned into a large net to cover the sea of ​​blood. She tracked clues of the ancestor Yuanhua in the thousands of blood waves. The demon-subduing thunders, which had amazing lethality and had a strong lethality to the evil demon head, were like swimming fish, and Princess Chengle's spiritual sense quickly shuttled through the blood. Countless purple lightning lights intertwined, and the huge blood pool was dyed with a faint purple color.

Suddenly, Princess Junle's spiritual sense found a rapidly passing blood shadow deep in the blood pool. Thousands of demon-subduing divine thunders rushed over quickly, tightly attached to the blood shadow, and then exploded at the same time. The scream of hoarseness came from under the blood pool. The body of the ancestor Yuanhua was blown to pieces, and countless blood spots were sprayed out in all directions, and most of the blood spots were directly destroyed by the thunder fire that exploded.

Every drop of blood was transformed from the essence of the ancestor Yuanhua. Most of the blood was blown into blue smoke, and the ancestor Yuanhua was even more seriously injured. After a few shrill howls, the ancestor Yuanhua's body hid on an altar made of black bones at the deepest part of the blood pool. While absorbing nearby blood water to repair the body, he gritted his teeth and looked at the blood pool surrounding him in a mess.

The wind sword controlled by Wuqi slashed and slashed in the blood pool like lightning. These wind swords pose a great threat to the ancestor Yuanhua. He saw with his own eyes that several corpses floating in the blood were struck by a wind sword. Then tens of thousands of large and small green wind swords surged up nearby, shattering the corpses into pieces and stirring them into the smallest particles. Then hundreds of purple lightnings rushed over, and the thunder fire quickly exploded, blowing these tiny particles into pieces.

The huge pool of blood in all spirits has now completely become a world controlled by Wuqi and Princess Zhengle. The ancestor Yuanhua could only hide in this core altar and survive with the protection of a broken blood-colored flag behind him. This blood-colored flag that was several feet long and wide slowly floated in the blood. Whenever the wind sword and lightning approached, the flag shook slightly, and the blood around him rolled in a burst. The wind sword and lightning were sent to another direction dozens of feet away.

Such space changes are extremely magical. With the current magical powers of Wuqi and Princess Zhengle, they did not find the Yuanhua ancestor protected by this big flag. It can be seen how powerful the original body of the blood-colored banner is, but now hundreds of holes of all sizes have been broken on the flag surface, and the flag pole has been cut to pieces by a magic weapon, as if it had been bitten by several mad dogs. The power of the flag is far less than when it was intact back then.

"Little beast, little bitch!" The ancestor Yuanhua was so angry that he trembled all over. He gritted his teeth and said, "You have come to Wanxian Star? Where is the Baiyun Star? Where is the Qingya Star? Damn it, I should have personally killed the little beast that day, and I should have taken over the little bitch directly with violence. I will cultivate and sow the seeds myself, and I can still get great benefits!"

Waving his fist fiercely, the ancestor Yuanhua gritted his teeth and roared: "If you are not careful for a moment, you will lose everything!"

He howled in anger, and the voice of the ancestor Yuanhua suddenly became extremely feminine and said: "But how could the ancestor lose? My Blood Sea Lord is the descendant of Li Xuezi... Hey, no, I am Li Xuezi himself, I am the ancient demon god Li Xuezi, how could I lose?"

With his hands pointing to the void, the ancestor Yuanhua said in a strange voice: "Wait and see, Emperor of Heaven? Five Emperors of Five Directions? Hehe... Xuanyuan Sword is a good treasure. The ancestor's blood-demon flag cannot stop the slash of Xuanyuan Sword? Ah... Headache, whose is Xuanyuan Sword? Who are the Five Directions? Emperor of Heaven? Wasn't he dead?"

Taking a deep breath, a thin light of blood suddenly spurted out from the eyebrows of the ancestor Yuanhua, and a small blood-colored figure could be seen sitting cross-legged. He whispered: "Don't care about so much, first extract the soul power of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Pool to restore my true spirit demon soul, and then care about the others! I must avenge this revenge, can I suffer a loss, my ancestor?"

Wuqi, Princess Zhengle was using her magical powers to search for the traces of the ancestor Yuanhua in the pool of blood of all spirits, but behind the ancestor Yuanhua was protected by the blood demon flag. They used all their strength and could no longer find the original body of the ancestor Yuanhua. Wuqi was a little anxious and angry for a moment. He suddenly shouted loudly, and his body was raised to a height of thousands of feet. Then he twisted his body and turned into a flying ice and fire dragon python that was extremely thick in front of the stunned ancestor Jiang Yun and others.

The brutal and barbaric aura spread out from Wuqi's changing dragon python. Looking at Wuqi's current appearance and feeling the aura in his body, Wuqi is clearly a real animal at this moment. Where is he an immortal with a successful cultivation?

The ancestor Jiang Yun yelled in a flash: "Wuqi, can you really be a human form made by a dragon python?"

Wuqi didn't say anything, and a huge sarcoma suddenly popped up on his neck. He concentrated all the power in his body and was transforming into the unique Xuan Ice Fire Dragon Python Xuanyi Divine Gang, ready to spray it out to freeze the entire blood pool. He didn't believe that if the blood pool was frozen, then Yuanhua's ancestor could still survive in the blood pool.

Princess Chengle was furious. She pointed at the ancestor Jiang Yun angrily and shouted: "You are the human form made of the dragon python! All your family are the human form made of the dragon python!" Xiao Que'er stood on Princess Chengle's shoulder, and also chattered at the ancestor Jiang Yun and then spit heavily at the ancestor Jiang Yun.

Ao Buzun stood on Wuqi's forehead with four claws, looking at Xiao Que'er with a little distressed attitude: "It's not a very lady, but it's always a phoenix blood? Well, I just care about my happiness. Why do you care about so much about ladies or not? Alas, how do you have to do this little boy? The care is too strict and there is no place to start?"

Wuqi was ready to go in the void, preparing for a quarter of an hour, and then a white light of about a rough roared and hit the blood pool.

The huge blood pool suddenly stagnated, and then countless large and small ice cubes appeared out of thin air, and the blood pool was quickly frozen into a blood-colored ice lump.

At this moment, the souls of billions of creatures in the blood pool disappeared at the same time, and a huge suction force came from the core of the blood pool, and the souls of all creatures were sucked in. A very thin line of blood light shot out from the frozen ice lump, and a surging demonic energy slowly spread.

"Hehe, the true spirit demon soul of the ancestor has finally recovered 30%!"

"Three hundred percent of the demon soul is enough for the ancestor to linger!"

"First kill the little beast and take it away, you little bitch, and then, then draw the endless blood power of the essence and blood in this blood pool to restore the magic power of the ancestor!"

The blood light suddenly flashed, Wuqi, Princess Zhengle, Ao Buzun, and Xiao Quer'er all froze at the same time, and their bodies suddenly fell to the ground from a high altitude.
Chapter completed!