True Immortal of the Netherworld

As Master Qingshui shouted, the bald puppet "Blood Monk" wearing a red cassock next to him took the lead in launching an attack.

The originally dull black pupils of "Blood Monk" suddenly turned red. As if there was still life, he glared at Xu Yang opposite. Immediately, a large amount of blood mist rose from the shiny gilt incense burner above his bare head. The churning blood mist twisted, quickly wrapped around the blood monk's entire body, and rolled straight towards Xu Yang.

What is terrifying is that as more and more blood mist overflows from the gilt incense burner, the surface of the blood mist surrounding the blood monk actually shows the characteristics of a human face, with eyes, nose, mouth, and facial features gradually becoming clearer. The image of the human face is actually very similar to the appearance of the Blood Monk, only more distorted.

The ugliness and unwillingness turned into violent anger and overflowed from the surface of the blood mist, like dark red snakes, twisting and struggling, but it could not change the reality that he was a puppet.

The terrifying thing about Qingshui Man refining Blood Monk into a human puppet talisman is that the blood monk's soul, which should have died, was imprisoned in the body by the evil "Corpse Exorcist" talismans and was not allowed to reincarnate. This makes the puppet talisman possess 80% of the blood monk's soul power and powerful resentment. At this time, the Blood Monk is a living dead and a ruthless weapon.

"Ouch——"

A roar that sounded like a ghost but not a ghost, a beast but not a beast came out from the blood mist, and the void shook. The face shown on the blood mist was even more distorted, like a bloody lion whose face was squeezed out, and it rushed towards Xu Yang.

So scary!

At this moment, Xu Yang seemed to have red spiritual flames beating in his eyes, activating the Flame Spirit Eyes to quickly read various information displayed by his opponent.

"This puppet talisman has the power of both Taoist talismans and evil ghost ways. It is no longer a simple Taoist method or ghost escape. Making the puppet a human or a ghost really undermines the respective roles of Taoism and ghost ways. faith.”

Seeing the cruelty of the Renji Puppet Talisman Art, Xu Yang suddenly ignited a ball of anger in his heart and shouted: "That's enough! Today I will let you know what the real ghost escape art is, the evil ghost way, give me Xiaoxian retreats.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yang suddenly took a step forward and activated the black crystal true elixir in the Zifu space in his body. In the space of his Purple Mansion, powerful and pure netherworld power surged out of the shining black crystal elixir, rushing into the meridians like billowing black waves.

On the surface of Xu Yang's clenched fist, a black wind suddenly rose, and with a roar, large black flames rose up. As the black flames jumped, a dark, fierce ghost-like head with double horns, tiger eyes, an ox nose, and a lion's mouth appeared.

Immediately afterwards, Xu Yang punched out.

"Dark Fire Fist—Ghost Form!"

"Buzz——"

The wind of the fist surged, and the transformed ghost head instantly became about ten feet in size. The pure ghost power on it was like a flaming evil ghost from hell.

"Boom!" The fist wind collided with the rushing blood monk, and streaks of dark ghost energy and blood-red mist exploded at the same time.

"when!"

Like a hammer hitting fine iron, the blood mist flying around the blood monk was exploded, and the whole person rolled back like a rubber ball.

Upon seeing this, the man in Qingshui rolled up his sleeves and threw out seven or eight talismans with yellow paper and red characters. These talismans were like yellow strange birds and flew towards the blood monk who rolled back.

Tsk! The yellow paper talismans burned and exploded one after another, creating blood-colored chains before pulling the rolling "Blood Monk" to a stop.

Expansion!

The blood monk slumped on the ground. He didn't know the pain, but he seemed to feel the pain in his heart and grinned.

"stand up!"

Qingshuiren ordered loudly.

When the "Blood Monk" heard the order, his eyes flashed with blood, and he let out a low whining sound, and wisps of blood-colored soul energy spilled out of the corners of his opened mouth, as if blood was flowing out.

Click, click, click!

With the sound of bones breaking all over the Blood Monk's body, he finally stood up unsteadily.

But at this time, the blood monk turned into a hunchback with a hunched back.

Upon seeing this, Qingshui Ren's eyes were full of distress. He jumped up to the Xue Monk's side, stretched out his palm and slapped the Xue Monk's curved back.

"Snapped!"

Blood mist filled the blood monk's body, and his bones rattled, and the broken bones were instantly connected together.

For a long time, the people in Qingshui have been collecting materials used to make human pole puppet talismans, the tentacles of the Millennium Corpse Turtle, the fangs of the Nine Poison Centipede, the back armor of the Diamond Turtle... The most important thing is that they have A blood monk with top-notch blood soul skills. In the end, a ray of his own soul was fused into the body of the Blood Monk, and it took a lot of precious talismans to successfully concoct it.

The blood monk who became the human puppet talisman is as tough as a divine weapon. However, the muscles and bones were still shattered by Xu Yang's dark fire punch, and the meridians were disordered. Just now, Qingshui Ren seemingly simply slapped the blood monk on the back. In fact, he injected soul power to straighten the blood monk's disordered meridians, allowing his body to function and repair itself quickly.

"Thank you, thank you!" The blood monk spit out two vague words.

"You're welcome, my brother." Qingshui Ren patted the Blood Monk's shoulder as he spoke, his eyes full of love.

In the eyes of Qingshui Renji, the blood monk who became Renji's puppet is his real good brother, and the puppet is a friend who will not betray. .

Monk Hai on the side felt his scalp numb when he saw this. Because this time, he clearly felt that it was not the Qingshui man controlling the blood monk's body who was talking to himself. It was more like the blood monk's true body was speaking. With a surprised look on his face, he exclaimed in his heart: "Is this blood monk a living person or a dead person? An evil cultivator! This thief is really an evil cultivator!"

Xu Yang retracted the fist he had just punched, and the black ghostly energy lingering on the surface of the fist gradually dissipated. Looking at the blood monk opposite who quickly recovered, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Huh? I didn't expect that this puppet talisman not only has a body as hard as iron, but also has such a powerful repair ability. No wonder the Qingshui man sacrificed this puppet first."

At this time, Qingshui Ren's face was livid. The bleeding monk he had just sacrificed was punched back by Xu Yang, which made him even more afraid to underestimate Xu Yang's ability.

"Go together."

Qingshui Master's aura flew around his body, and the Taoist robe draped outside was beating like a ball. With a flip of his wrist, he held the replica of Ruoshui Sword in his hand, and a green spiritual snake was swallowed on the sword's edge. Blue runes flashed on the soles of his feet, and he leaped up like a big black bird. At the same time, he waved the Dao sword in his hand and struck towards where Xu Yang was.

The blood monk beside Qing Shui's body twisted his neck back and forth, waved his arm, and twisted his wrist, making a rattling sound. Seeing that his body had regained its flexibility, a stiff evil smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, the blood monk let out a strange scream and activated the blood soul technique again. The blood mist all over his body rushed towards Qingshui's body along with him.

Monk Hai on the side touched his bald head with his hand, his eyes showed a long-lost domineering look, and said angrily: "I am also an evil cultivator."

It seems that the word "evil cultivator" makes Monk Hai more courageous, just like the word "bad guy" originally emboldens the timid bad guys.

Then, he danced the fine iron joint whip, and the shadow of the whip twisted like a blue shark. The sound of the whip made a popping sound in the void, setting off waves of rolling air.

Xu Yang flipped his wrist, and there was a golden four-magic long stick in his palm. Purple mountain patterns continued to flow on the surface of the long stick, which could be called a magic weapon.

In the blink of an eye, Xu Yang was fighting with Qing Shui Ren, Hai Monk, and Puppet Blood Monk.

The four-illusion long stick in Xu Yang's hand suddenly looked like a golden dragon flying through the clouds, sometimes like a golden tiger sweeping its tail, and sometimes like a golden sparrow spreading its tail.

when!

Qingshuiren's sword seemed to be about to hit Xu Yang's shoulder, but Xu Yang deflected it away with the four-magic long stick in his hand. Without waiting for Qingshui Man to stand firm, he picked up a stick with his backhand and stabbed Qingshui Man in the heart.

At this time, the Qingshui people were unsteady on their feet, and it was too late to dodge. In desperation, he quickly shouted: "Bald head, save me."

The blood monk who was originally behind Qingshui Man seemed to be connected with his mind. With a bow of his body, he slipped out from under Qingshui Man's crotch and then thrust upward. The gilded incense burner above his head just blocked Xu Yang's thrust. long stick.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the incense burner kept shaking back and forth, and a piece of its surface was dented downward. The gilt incense burner was inlaid with the blood monk's bald head, and the blood monk's bald head shook back and forth. After a moment, the blood monk collapsed on the ground like a puppet without its strings, his eyes were tightly closed, the blood energy around his body was stagnant, and he had no attack power at all.

Qingshui Man, who had escaped the disaster, grabbed the blood monk's shoulder in a hurry and flew back.

Monk Hai on the side had quick eyes and quick hands, and he swung several whips in succession. The tip of the whip suddenly wrapped around the Sihuan long stick in Xu Yang's hand, and he barely blocked Xu Yang's counterattack.

When Qingshui Ren saw the blood monk's appearance, he suddenly showed an anxious look. He quickly took out a piece of delicate yellow talisman paper about an inch in size from his arms, then bit the tip of his tongue violently and sprayed a mouthful of blood on it. There was a flash of blood on the yellow talisman, and a blood cow about an inch in size actually appeared.

"Snapped!"

The man in Qingshui quickly put the talisman paper shining with the blood cow on the gilded incense burner above the blood monk's head. In the blink of an eye, the blood cow, which was about an inch in size, turned into a line of blood and submerged into it.

The blood monk's closed eyes suddenly opened and returned to his previous vigorous nature.

"It turns out that the blood monk's soft spot is the seemingly hardest gilded incense burner on his body." At this time, Xu Yang, who was opposite, saw some clues.

"Fight!" Qingshui Ren, who was already a little panicked, shouted.

Immediately, the Qingshui Master spread out circles of aqua blue souls around his body, and then threw the Dao sword in his hand towards the opposite side. A water pattern flashed at the tip of the Dao sword, and disappeared into the void.

"Soul Skill - Blue Water Sword Formation!"

Countless water swords with pointed upwards suddenly emerged from the blue soul realm. The water swords buzzed and they all jumped up. Countless water swords twisted into an aqua blue sword dragon and slashed towards Xu Yang.

Almost at the same time, the blood monk on the side kept rubbing the gilded incense burner above his head with his hands, and then, circles of blood-red soul realms spread out from where the blood monk stood.

"Soul Skill - Soul Burning Blood Dragon!"

The gilded incense burner above the Blood Monk's head suddenly moved in a circle, as if it were holding a large water tank. There was an extra piece of earth-colored incense in the gilt incense burner. A trace of scarlet blood soul crazily climbed onto the incense like a snake. The original earth-colored incense was suddenly dyed scarlet.

The next moment, Ranxiang turned into a huge blood dragon with fangs and claws and pounced towards Xu Yang under the power of this evil blood sacrifice.

Monk Hai on the side did not hold back, and threw the slender shark-tooth whip in front of him. It made a clattering sound, like the terrifying grinding sound of a deep-sea bone shark. Behind him, a phantom of a black shark with red eyes that was more than ten feet in size suddenly appeared.

"Soul Skill—Bone-Eating Sharks!"

Immediately, the water in the soul realm in front of Monk Hai rippled together, and with a "crash", a huge black wave rolled up out of thin air. Among the black waves, there were sharp white bone spurs on its back, and a black shark with an angry mouth about ten feet in size jumped out. out.

"Puff puff--"

The same black sharks jumped out in twos and threes in the huge waves, more and more, connected in rows, all with angry mouths and bloody eyes.

The three evil cultivators simultaneously used evil soul skills to attack Xu Yang.