Yu Sha

Swish——!

Amidst the continuous wind and rain, the sound of breaking the sky sounded one after another.

Suddenly, a group of men in black jumped up from the lush grass and swamps in the sloping ground. The moment their energy appeared, they attacked and killed Chu Weiyang and his group.

In the distance, the shouts of killing still seemed hazy in the isolation of the wind and rain. The two groups of people had not yet come into contact with each other, and no one had actually died in the upcoming life-and-death battle. There was an evil and outdated sound. The bloody smell was carried by the strong wind and hit his face.

Although they have been stationed in Daocheng for about a month, it is the first time for many people to smell such a pungent smell, as if the fresh bloody smell on the top of the city has been hidden by Haosheng. It ferments, and then, after fermentation, is exposed to the elements, and finally becomes completely stale and spoiled.

As time went on, someone in the crowd grinned at the smell, almost as if they wanted to faint.

But Chu Weiyang, who was walking at the forefront, was different. He had used the secret method of Tongyou to refine the souls of all the old monsters of the Mo family on the Hundred Snake Archipelago, captured their long-lasting memories, and truly mastered the practice of the Blood Demon Dao. and knowledge.

This unpleasant stench belongs to a very special type of monks in the blood evil path. The demon veins they originally refined were very inferior and mixed, and then refined them into their bodies during long-term practice. As time went by, his demonic veins gradually faded away as time went by and the remaining aura of the demonic veins faded away.

This is not a common thing, it is a shortcoming unique to some blood evil methods.

Obviously because of the demon vein, he took a shortcut and stopped at a certain realm. But when he turned around, due to the depletion of the demon vein, the original advancement in cultivation and abundant energy and blood became a vain castle in the air. .

That fishy breath is a sign that in order to continuously maintain the original state, the methods belonging to the Blood Demon Path begin to reversely corrode one's own blood, internal organs, and bone marrow.

Unless these people can be refined with demon veins to stop this backlash and teach them that their cultivation realm is real and true, and even with the refining of higher-level demon veins, their cultivation realm will be taught to be even better. further.

In just a flash of lightning, Chu Weiyang had already seen these people clearly.

This is a real desperado whose life hangs on a thread, a ferocious gangster who truly seeks the "demon" from the bottom of his heart!

A fierce battle seems inevitable.

Gradually, the group of people rushed closer, at least, they could make people see the accurate figure in the hazy mist.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang's voice sounded, and in the hoarse voice, it was calm as usual, even empty.

"Meet the enemy! Kill the enemy! Kill——!"

When the words fell, Chu Weiyang took the first step without waiting for the cultivators to react.

In an instant, Chu Weiyang seemed to be stepping on splashing mud, and broke into the steaming world alone.

The robe was lifted up, and immediately after being stained with wet water vapor, it cut through the wind and rain curtains, making a heavy sound.

At first glance, Chu Weiyang's steps buckled and buckled, and his figure seemed to be swaying. He stepped on the muddy water and walked out in a straight line.

This was Yu Bu's body technique taken out alone, but Yu Bu's body shape had never been so fast during the changes.

When I looked carefully, in the splashing mud, with every step Chu Weiyang took, there was a flash of blue light on the soles of his feet. As the light turned around, Chu Weiyang's figure was faster and faster. , and in the end, a series of overlapping phantoms appeared in the hazy mist and rain.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths!

Suddenly, Chu Weiyang arrived in front of the leader of the Blood Demon Dao monk.

At a startling glance, that person seemed to be the leader of this group of desperadoes, and also seemed to be the person with the highest cultivation level among them. He was soaring into the sky with Qi in his body, as if he was standing at the peak of the Qi refining stage, but maybe he was at the peak of Qi refining stage. Due to the depletion of demon veins in the body, the level of cultivation is uncertain, and instead the Qi appears hazy in the mist.

But to get the upper hand, you need to be able to kill with one strike!

When he thought of this, Chu Weiyang immediately

After taking a step down, he changed his shape and made a T-step. His feet were still stepping on the blue aura, but his body shape was no longer straight and fierce. He exerted force on his waist and abdomen, driving his whole body to rotate.

Between the lightning and stone fire, there was almost a complete rain curtain. As the oil-paper umbrella was thrown out, it cut in all directions, and attracted water vapor from all around. Suddenly, a series of black arrows intertwined into a dense net, spinning around. With the spiritual light, it coincides with the Nine Palaces, circulates the Eight Diagrams, and transforms Yin and Yang.

At the same time, the leader suddenly paused on the spot, because at the moment when Chu Weiyang's figure whirled, black arrows filled the sky and at the same time, Chu Weiyang's broad sleeves and robes lifted up. , in that same startling glance, a bright yellow round alchemical mirror shone in the man's eyes.

Just this startling glance, that bright yellow mirror light can no longer dissipate.

It seems that it is the spiritual light hanging in the eye wave, and it seems that the aura contained within, the harmony and condensation on it, is the eye pupil itself.

So, the years were frozen, and that flash became extremely long as the mind and thoughts expanded infinitely.

Immediately afterwards, a laughter that was very different from Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice echoed. At first glance, it seemed to be mixed with the swirling wind and the coldness of some kind of friction between metal and stone.

Then, in the laughter, the hazy soul voice suddenly spoke eagerly, as if talking to someone close to him.

"Senior brother! According to what you said, practicing the secret technique of wedding dress and practicing the secret technique of opening the netherworld in reverse has already reflected the energy in this beast's mind! From now on, you can do whatever you want, teacher! "

Then, Chu Weiyang's calm voice fell.

"Okay, come on... Junior Brother, your true spirit is not stable, so you need to cultivate it in the mirror first, and leave the rest to Senior Brother!"

Immediately afterwards, the laughter became more cheerful and joyful.

"good!"

So, when the words fell, the invisible and formless energy that was originally shining in the mind suddenly condensed into the shape of a bright yellow round mirror, and then, the tadpole characters appeared on it, which was extremely intense at first. Blurred, then overlapped each other, and then turned into a real dot.

That dot dispersed the bright yellow color. When you look closely, it seems that a long passage has been opened in the deep and dark. And the other end of the passage that seems virtual and real seems to be dense and ghostly, as if it is an endless underworld. .

In a daze, the man was thinking like this. Immediately, immeasurable light emerged from that point, as if the sea of ​​stars were hanging upside down, as if the Milky Way was pouring in.

In the next moment, every bit of it turned into a torrent of disturbing memories, rushing towards this person's mind.

In that memory, there are scenes of the open sea day after day, year after year, strong winds, huge waves, whirlpools, turbulence, all ordinary and boring memories of the open sea.

In the torrent, there were bizarre scenes. There were people riding leopards and shouting, "Fellow Taoist, please stay." There were people standing in the air with thousands of swords hanging in the air and shouting, "Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as cud dogs." There were people shouting at the top of their lungs. The alliance vows "Don't deceive young people into poverty"...

What's more, there were some frightening sentences written in each strange text, making it impossible for him to guess what the unsatisfactory high school grades were; the complete and clear pictures also made him shocked and surprised. Fear, there were red-haired and blue-eyed humanoid ghosts speaking strange words, and there were demons covered in purple who smiled ferociously and snapped their fingers...

Between shock and fear, until the endless torrent of memories intertwined and turned into a vast ocean, pouring towards this person's mind. The originally swollen mind and thoughts were bit by bit by the torrent and... The ocean drowned.

He was clearly still alive and well, but the long and short changes in this moment made him unable to tell which memory was true or false, and which memory truly belonged to him.

Is he that young man, that leopard, or that long river spanning thirty years?

So, in front of Chu Weiyang's eyes, in the swaying mist and rain, this flesh and blood body turned into a clay sculpture and stone sculpture, standing there motionless.

This time, no delicate operations are even required.

Black arrows shot through the air one after another, and suddenly they penetrated the vital points of this person's body, all of them!

At the pierced Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, a dim light followed the rotation of the black arrow and quietly disappeared into Chu Weiyang's sleeves.

The next moment, the man's corpse fell straight back, splashing a large amount of mud, and really exuded some fresh bloody smell.

As for this moment, even some of the evil cultivators of the Blood Fiend Path have not really come into contact with the monks who are guarding them. Chu Weiyang has already made the difference between life and death.

As a result, the oil-paper umbrella suddenly stopped in place and stopped moving. In the muddy Shura field where shouts of killing and the smell of blood were mixed everywhere, Chu Weiyang was half-bent, minding his own business, and stepped out of the bloody field. After rummaging through the evil cultivator's body several times, he picked up a Qiankun pouch, held it in his hand and weighed it, without even looking at it. He just put it into his arms, and then turned around as if no one else was around and stood up with the others. The monks who had not moved inside guarded the alchemist's side.

But the smell of blood, that wandering in the mud as if no one else was there, that kind of onlooker and indifference originating from the heart, taught Chu Weiyang's energy more and more, and the wind and rain in the sky, and the one in the wind and rain. Everyone seemed out of place.

After a long time, the fighting ended.

In the muddy ground all around, a little dark red halo of blood spreads out. When you look carefully, you can see that the corpses lying on the ground are all evil cultivators of the Blood Demon Path, but there are still several guarding cultivators lying here. .

It is common for people to be inferior in skills.

After the killing, Xu was so fierce in his shouting just now. At this moment, everyone was silent and looked at Chu Weiyang who was standing on the spot.

So, as the cultivators watched, Chu Weiyang took out the Qiankun Pouch from his arms, and his powerful magic power almost instantly refined the restrictions on it. Then when Chu Weiyang turned his hand over again, a bloody The jade slip was held in his palm.

"The road is led by poor people, but they accidentally took a gamble on us. There must be an explanation for this matter, otherwise many people will die for it along the way!"