Wuhun makes me invincible at the beginning

Chapter 142
"Life and Death Reincarnation Bridge?" Master Ding's expression changed suddenly, followed by ecstasy. He knew very well in his heart that the Life and Death Reincarnation Bridge was the only channel to communicate with the Styx River. The wooden tripod intercepted the water of the Styx River and practiced it into a life-and-death artistic conception, but this also caused his soul to be eaten away by the ghosts of the Styx River every day, and part of the power of the soul was bound in the Styx River. Become a ghost in the Styx.

"Hahaha, you are able to summon the reincarnation bridge of life and death, and it is because of God's help." Master Ding laughed wildly, and the reincarnation bridge of life and death reappeared. He didn't need the Kunmu tripod to communicate with the Styx at all.

"I hope you can still laugh when you get to Nine Serenity Hell." Wang Hao's expression was neither sad nor happy, the cold air from the Life-saving Knife poured out frantically, and the reincarnation breath of the reincarnation bridge of life and death became thicker and thicker.

Not only that, but the phantom of the Styx summoned by Master Ding began to crumble and collapse continuously, and ghosts continued to rush towards the end of the reincarnation bridge carrying the death energy of the Styx.

As the phantom of the Styx collapsed, the Life and Death Reincarnation Bridge absorbed the death energy of the Styx and became more solid.

"What's going on?" Master Ding's face finally changed, he couldn't stop the phantom of Styx from collapsing at all.

But he knows that when the Life and Death Reincarnation Bridge absorbs the death energy of the Styx River, coupled with the blood killing array arranged around it, even if he has ten lives, it will not be enough to kill him, "Brother, I really have no malice, I am now Leave immediately, I don't want the Kunmu Ding, as long as you take back this killing array..."

Before he could finish his words, the entire Phantom of Styx shattered.

"I've said it before, I hope you can still laugh when you get to Jiuyou Difu." The life-saving knife in Wang Hao's hand, with the breath of reincarnation like a billowing tide, cut down on the top of Lord Ding's head.

"Ahh..." Master Ding roared crazily, the innate stellar qi of the eighth level of innate qi all condensed and enveloped him completely, if he was allowed to be cut off by the samsara breath, this fate would really be confessed here.

After all, it is the eighth level of innate qi, and only relying on the solidification of the innate qi, it blocked the samsara breath from Wang Hao. This is not because the samsara artistic conception is not strong enough, but because Wang Hao's strength is too weak.

However, Master Ding obviously ignored that Wang Hao can also control the Nine Layer Blood Killing Formation.

"Puff!" The array flag's murderous glow erupted, directly tearing up Master Ding's stellar energy, his arms were instantly smashed to pieces, and exploded into two tents of blood mist.

"Ah..." His arms were crippled, and Lord Ding's eyes turned red. He knew that he was in this trapped killing formation today, and that an ant-like existence in his eyes was able to arrange such a powerful killing formation. , If you knew it earlier, you should be more cautious.

He was ruthless in his heart, even if he was seriously injured, he would kill Wang Hao, an ant.

"Boom, boom, boom!" Suddenly, an extremely powerful force erupted from Lord Ding, sweeping across the void of the alchemy corridor, and an aura of destruction suddenly enveloped the alchemy corridor.

Master Ding actually planned to blew himself up and let Wang Hao be buried with him.

The terrifying aura became more and more intense, stirring the entire void, and tearing apart the phantom of the Reincarnation Bridge of Life and Death, making Wang Hao feel terrified. He knew very well that once this power erupted, the entire Alchemy Corridor would cease to exist.

Xue Ling'er appeared next to Wang Hao at some point, looking at Lord Ding who was trapped by the nine-level blood killing array, not only did he not have the slightest intention on his face, but was full of curiosity.

"What should we do now?" Wang Hao asked anxiously, even if Lord Ding was beheaded now, this force would still explode.

Xue Ling'er didn't make a sound, and raised her hand to press on Wang Hao's abdomen. In the blink of an eye, the blood-colored energy in Wang Hao's body was drawn out through the body, and condensed into a strange blood at the fingertips of Xue Ling'er. beads.

The next moment, blood beads floated up, rushed towards Lord Ding who was trapped by the killing array, and disappeared between his eyebrows.

Almost in an instant, Wang Hao felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart. All the information about the Son of Blood rushed into his soul, and there was also an inexplicable connection between him and Master Ding.

"He is your blood god son now, you can figure it out." After Xue Ling'er finished all this, her breath fell quickly. Obviously, the blood energy that was forcibly pulled out of Wang Hao's body just now was very exhausting for her. huge.

"Blood God Son!?" Wang Hao muttered to himself, and then his faith moved, and for some reason, Lord Ding in the killing array dissipated all the strength gathered in his whole body.

This sudden scene made Lord Ding tremble. At the moment just now, his mind was uncontrollable, and he stopped and blew himself up.

"You...what did you do?" Master Ding's voice was trembling, because the scene just happened was too unimaginable.

Wang Hao didn't speak, and withdrew all the nine blood killing formations. This killing formation was really too powerful. He only activated a few of them, forcing Lord Ding to explode himself.

If all the [-] array flags were activated, Wang Hao couldn't imagine.

"I'll kill you." As soon as Wang Hao withdrew from the killing formation, Lord Ding rushed up. What happened today was a great shame to Lord Ding.

"Kneel down!" Wang Hao yelled loudly, and the body of Master Ding who came over suddenly froze, and he knelt down on the ground in response.

"You...you..." Master Ding was terrified, he knew that Wang Hao had cast the mark of enslavement on him now, and Wang Hao told him to go east, but he would never go west, "When did you cast the mark of enslavement? "

When Lord Ding thought that he would listen to Wang Hao in the future, he wanted to die.

Wang Hao was also taken aback. He didn't expect the mysterious blood technique to be so powerful, and his current identity is Xue Ling'er's Son of the Blood God. If...

Wang Hao fought a cold war. He didn't dare to imagine anymore. He had already made a plan in his heart to quickly repay Xue Ling'er's vitality and get rid of the identity of this blood god son as soon as possible.

At this moment, the innate warriors in the Deacon Hall of the Alchemy Corridor also felt that although the destructive force had dissipated, they had to investigate clearly.

"Wang Hao, are you making trouble again?" Wang Hao, the Xiantian deacon who spoke, knew him, and it was the red-faced Xiantian whom he came to Xinhai Pill Pavilion to see.

"Master Deacon, do you think I look like the kind of person who makes trouble casually?"

Wang Hao retorted, "I'm just discussing with this servant of mine, don't you think it's all right now?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Master Ding wished to kill Wang Hao in his heart, but what he said was something else, even in a flattering tone.

The red-faced congenital face turned black in an instant, but fortunately his face was already red, so it couldn't be seen when it was dark.He was cursing Wang Hao secretly in his heart. Ever since Wang Hao came to the Alchemy Corridor, he had never been at peace. First, he was the Saidan Master of the Pill Pagoda.

He had already decided in his heart that when he returned, he would jointly sign the above Danta, deprive Wang Hao of his alchemy position, and drive him out of the alchemy corridor.

Otherwise, on this day, the people in the Hall of Deacons would stare at him in fear.

"Master deacons, if you want to come in and take a look, I'll give you a [-]% discount." Wang Hao had already used up all his savings in order to refine the flag of the Nine-Layer Blood Killing Formation, and became a pauper.

But his move was too ruthless. No one knew the reputation of Xinhai Pill Pavilion in the alchemy corridor. As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, all the innate deacons left with black faces.

Seeing that all the innate deacons had left, Wang Hao could only turn his attention to Lord Ding, and asked in a slightly threatening tone: "You must have made a lot of money after operating in the underlying trading market for so many years, right?"

Master Ding shook his head quickly, his heart was bleeding. Although he had made a lot of money over the years, all of them were in the storage ring, and had been smashed into pieces together with his arm.

"Damn it." Wang Hao cursed secretly, he should have smashed his legs if he knew it earlier, in the end he could only sigh, and if he wanted to improve his martial arts cultivation as quickly as possible, he had to go to Tiandaozong.

"Master Wang Hao, can you heal my injury first..." Master Ding was about to cry. In order to fall, he could only exert his innate triple strength, and was also cast with the mark of enslavement, and the injuries in his body were ready to move, and could explode at any time.

Lord Ding has reached a dead end now, so he simply admits it and follows Wang Hao.

"What kind of serious injury did you suffer?" Wang Hao didn't ask about his hands. An injury of this degree would not be difficult for Lord Ding at all.

"When I realized the artistic conception of life and death, I wanted to forcibly intercept the water of the Styx River, which made the death aura great, but I also provoked the ghosts in the Styx River. In the river."

Master Ding smiled wryly and said: "I was at the peak of the Ninth Level of Innate Back then, but I fell to the Eighth Level of Innate. As of now, I can at most display the strength of the Third Level of Innate."

"You said just now that the water of the Styx River was intercepted through the Kunmu Ding?" Wang Hao was overjoyed. He was now worried that he would not be able to improve his strength. Although the Life and Death Reincarnation Bridge absorbed the phantom of the Styx River, it was still far away from the death energy.

"However, to communicate with the Styx River through the Kunmu Ding, it's best not to try it if you don't have the strength above the innate eighth level. The ghosts in the Styx River are not easy to mess with."

Master Ding recalled the pain of being devoured by ghosts, and fought a cold war, "However, Master Wang Hao has controlled the Heaven and Earth Reincarnation Bridge, so there is no need to be so eager for success, as long as you improve your own martial arts, you will be able to communicate naturally. River, absorbing the death energy of the Styx River, making the artistic conception of death great."

When the phantom of the reincarnation bridge of life and death appeared, Lord Ding could see clearly that Wang Hao's reincarnation artistic conception was only the culmination of the artistic conception of life, and he had not yet absorbed the energy of death.

"That's it." Wang Hao bowed his head and thought for a moment, and finally decided to ask Xue Ling'er to see if he could restore Master Ding's strength, which could be regarded as a help.

"Come with me." Wang Hao called out, and Master Ding hurriedly followed Wang Hao and entered the Xinhai Pill Pavilion.

Entering the Pill Pavilion, Wang Hao saw that Xue Ling'er had a bloody flame floating in one hand, and with the other hand, he kept throwing the pills in the Pill Pavilion into the Kunmu Cauldron.

He recalled what Xue Ling'er had said, and immediately leaned over and asked: "What secrets are contained in these pills? Also, can you heal Lord Ding's injury?"

As soon as Wang Hao finished speaking, Lord Ding sent an extension of gratitude. Of the two people in front of him, one can resist the confinement of the Kunmu tripod, and the other can release the soul imprisoned by the Kunmu tripod. During the whole province period, he did not dare to use the Kunmu tripod to make alchemy like Xue Linger did.

After searching for so long, these two people are the most likely to refine the Nine Revolutions Soul Gathering Pill.

"He is your blood god son, and you are the only one who can heal his injuries."

Xue Ling'er didn't even turn her head, and didn't intend to pay attention to Wang Hao at all. After a while, she said: "The spirit grass is gone, hurry up and get some spirit grass back..."

Surprised, Wang Hao immediately looked in the direction of the thunder guard, and saw that the inside was already empty, not even scum left.

"A prodigal son." Wang Hao cursed secretly in his heart. Fortunately, he had been prepared and hid some Lei Zecao, which he would use to worship Tiandaozong in the future.

Xue Ling'er looked up at Wang Hao's dark face, and said impatiently: "Isn't it just a few plants of spirit grass? Hurry up and get some back for me, and then I can pass on the alchemy in this elixir Crack it and pass it on to you."

"Really." Wang Hao immediately agreed for the inheritance of the Dao of Alchemy. He has not forgotten his identity as the Son of the Blood God. Lei Ze City is here to stay.

"By the way, this is for you." Xue Ling'er turned around suddenly, took out a black elixir from the Kunmu cauldron and handed it to Wang Hao.

"What's this?" Wang Hao looked at the pill and asked curiously.

"This is a waste pill that was formed when the inheritance of alchemy was broken. If you want to find someone to try it, why do you fail? Go find someone to try, and if you can't find it, you can swallow it yourself." Xue Linger's tone With a touch of menace.

Hearing her words, Wang Hao was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he almost threw the pill in his hand. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and quickly handed the pill to Master Ding, threatening: "Did you hear that, hurry up and throw this waste pill away!" Swallowed."

Master Ding was really about to cry, the grievances he received today were more than what he encountered in most of his life, and now he has become Danu who is trying alchemy.

He heard the conversation between Xue Ling'er and Wang Hao very clearly just now, if he swallowed this elixir, half of his life would probably be lost

"Swallow it quickly, and then I'll help you restore your two arms." Seeing Lord Ding's depressed expression, Wang Hao couldn't bear it. If Lord Ding didn't try the pill, it would be his turn.

As a last resort, Lord Ding could only swallow the pill with a sad face, and then resigned himself to fate.

"Pfft!" At this moment, the bloody imprint on the center of Wang Hao's eyebrows appeared again. After two demonstrations by Xue Ling'er, he had already grasped a key point.

The moment the bloody imprint appeared on the center of Wang Hao's eyebrows, Xue Ling'er's eyes flashed a gleam, and she nodded in satisfaction.

What puzzled Wang Hao was that, as Xue Ling'er's son of the blood god, he had inherited the scarlet imprint, while Lord Ding, as Wang Hao's son of the blood god, did not have a similar imprint between his eyebrows.

(End of this chapter)