The Blood Song of the Three Realms

Chapter 112 Killing in succession (second update)

From Yin Xuege's sleeve, three bone arrows from the Sangmen came out silently with a ray of dark wind.

Like a vicious snake, the Bone Arrow flew towards Dolos' lower abdomen. They shuttled nimbly, and the surrounding air and strong wind could not stop their flight.A trace of invisible phosphorescence attached to the arrow, and countless tiny green will-o'-the-wisps splashed wherever it passed.

Doros could have seen the three deadly bone arrows, and he had the opportunity to mobilize his strength to resist the sneak attack of the three bone arrows.But the blood parrot suddenly jumped out at this time, screaming hoarsely, like a shrew, erected the red feathers all over his body, and rushed towards Dolos with his head covered his face.

The two big bloody wings flapped vigorously, and the blood parrot flapped Dolos viciously with a madness that was several times more frenzied than when he awakened Yin Xuege just now.He hissed and screamed, roaring frantically: "Don't ignore Master Bird, Master Bird can also kill people, idiot!"

Amidst the loud bang, Dolos was violently shaken by the wings of the blood parrot, and the white sword energy ejected from his body collided violently with the wings of the blood parrot, and the white sword energy trembled It swayed and fluctuated, making a dull 'clang' cry, and cut off many broken feathers from the blood parrot's wings.

The sky was filled with blood-colored bird feathers flying around, and Dolos' vision was blocked, and he could no longer see Yin Xuege's little movements clearly.

Instead, the middle-aged beautiful woman who blew the flute in the back suddenly let go of her hand and screamed hoarsely, telling Dolos to be careful.

under?What's next?Dolos, who was spinning rapidly like a knife wheel colliding with a blood parrot crazily, lowered his head and glanced downward.The three bone arrows from the Sangmen had penetrated the white halo on his body, piercing deeply into his lower abdomen with a trace of wind and will-o'-the-wisp.

A cold air flowed into his body, and Dolos' body became numb for a while, his limbs quickly lost all strength, and the white light on his body suddenly dissipated.Black blood was continuously dripping from the nostrils, and Dolos' body became stiff for a while, his face quickly turned black, and black pus even secreted from the skin, and then quickly solidified into black blood clots.

"Damn it!" The middle-aged beautiful woman clenched the flute tightly in her hands at a loss.She and Doros are a good pair. Doros is very powerful in melee combat. He can control the power of metal and control the metal elements into an indestructible sword to kill the enemy.And she can influence and control the soul of the enemy, greatly weakening the strength of the enemy.

They cooperated together and killed a large number of blood demons and werewolves in the western cultivation world.

But Doros was hit hard by Yin Xuege with the Sangmen White Bone Arrow, and the middle-aged beautiful woman could no longer feel Doros' breath of life.Her heart twitched and she gritted her teeth. She took a deep look at Dolos, then turned and fled.

The blood parrot threw itself on Doros's face, and its sharp claws ruthlessly sank into Doros's skull.

"You cut off the beautiful bird feathers of Master Bird!" The blood parrot screamed loudly, and his claws slammed hard, tearing Dolos' head into pieces, and the coagulated dirty blood spurted out like a paste, Dolos He fell to the ground and died terribly.

Yin Xuege let out a sharp whistling sound. Looking at the middle-aged beautiful woman who was retreating quickly, he spread his natal bat wings and chased after her with a gust of wind.Three delicate Sangmen white bone arrows fluttered lightly beside him, and the sword light transformed by the Blood Spirit Sword enveloped his body, bringing a bloody sword light several meters long and flying forward.

It was cold, and within a few blinks, Yin Xuege chased after the middle-aged beautiful woman.

The complexion of the middle-aged beautiful woman changed drastically, feeling the cold and stern sword energy coming from behind, she screamed in panic: "Evil creature, you have killed so many of my companions, if you still dare to attack me , the powerful Holy Angel of Chris will not pass you!"

With a sound of 'crash', a clear jet of water spouted from a stream a hundred meters in front of the beautiful middle-aged woman.Youquan's slender figure emerged from the water column, and with a slight sway of her footsteps, she walked out of the stream.

The middle-aged beautiful woman looked at You Quan in disbelief. How did such a harmless little girl suddenly appear in front of her?But there was not much time left for her, Youquan tapped lightly with her finger, and a drop of water sprayed out from her fingertips, flying lightly towards the heart of the middle-aged beautiful woman with some reflections.

With a loud bang, the middle-aged beautiful woman didn't seem to be hit by a small water drop the size of a soybean, but rather as if she was hit head-on by a heavy artillery, her body exploded abruptly. open.All the blood in her body turned into a liquid as clear as water, flowing all over the ground with a 'crash'.

Yin Xuege stopped his pursuit in astonishment. He stared blankly at Youquan standing a hundred meters away, and then turned his head to look at where he was just now.He chased it hundreds of meters away, Youquan was standing behind him just now, and there was at least two miles between where she was now.

Relying on the natal bat wings, Yin Xuege's flying speed is already astonishingly fast, and the speed of the middle-aged beautiful woman's escape is even faster.But the two of them chased and fled and only ran a few hundred meters, and Youquan appeared in front of them so strangely.

Putting away the bat wings on his back, he walked slowly in front of Youquan, Yin Xuege pulled a strand of hair hanging from Youquan's forehead with his hand.

"How did you run so fast?"

Youquan put his hands in the sleeves of the wide long skirt, and stared at Yin Xuege with his clear and deep eyes.She frowned, pondered this question very hard, and suddenly smiled brightly: "Here, there is a lot of water. If there is water, Youquan can go wherever you want. There are water in many places here, Youquan The spring senses what's going on everywhere there is water."

Yin Xuege looked at Youquan in surprise. As long as there is water, can Youquan sense the surrounding situation?

"Then, can you find out where my mother and the others are?"

Youquan's big eyes narrowed, and she tapped the water surface of the stream with the tip of her toe, and there were a few ripples on the clear water surface.She nodded, and then pointed to the high mountain that pierced into the sky far away: "The mother of the lord is in that direction with several other people, and it is about five or sixty thousand miles away from us. With our It will take us several days to catch up to the flying speed."

Tilting his head again, he 'listened' to the feedback from the creek for a while, and Youquan pointed in another direction: "Here, Ebony and a few werewolf warriors are being hunted down by a group of bald heads. Well, Ebony Half of the tail was chopped off."

Yin Xuege was stunned for a moment, he spread his natal bat wings, and brought a gust of wind soaring into the sky.He looked in the direction that Youquan pointed, and saw that in a forest dozens of miles away, Ebony covered in blood was leading three or five mighty werewolf warriors, panting and fleeing in embarrassment in the forest.

Behind them, [-] senior monks in red cassocks, holding wind-polished copper Zen staffs, and dozens of young monks in various robes and holding knives, handy shovels and other heavy weapons followed closely all the way.

If it wasn't for the rugged and extremely complicated terrain of the mountain forest, and the werewolf's inherent racial advantage in running in the mountain forest, those big monks and young monks would have caught up with Wumu and the others long ago, and chopped them into wolf meat sauce to feed them. dog.

"Follow me to save Ebony! Quick!"

Yin Xuege quickly flapped his natal bat wings, and flew towards Wu Mu and the others.The eighteen great monks in red cassocks were all tall and burly, and their bodies were as majestic as Arhat statues made of metal, obviously they were not easy to provoke.So Yin Xuege simply sacrificed all his magic weapons this time.

The three white bone arrows of the Sangmen turned into three extremely thin white lights suspended above the head, and they stepped on the Seven Killing Plague Gourd containing the Seven Plague Swords inside, while behind them was an unpredictable glare flickering, which was a gift from Princess Jiuyin. Yu's nine sons, ghosts, seized the spirit orbs.This orb contains the strange secret technique of the Zombie Demon Sect, and a few treacherous figures can be faintly seen swaying in the glare.

"Eumu, come here!" Flying rapidly all the way, still far away from Ebony, Yin Xuege shouted loudly with all his strength.

He was high in the sky, and after mustering all his strength, his voice was loud enough.Wu Mu and the werewolf warriors had extremely sensitive ears, and they could hear Yin Xuege's roar from tens of miles away.The tail was chopped off with a knife, and the half-trunk tail was hanging awkwardly behind the buttocks. Ebony, who was dripping blood, was ecstatic, and immediately looked up to the sky and let out a mournful wolf howl.

Holding the Raging Flame Burning Heaven Halberd, Wu Mu hissed and roared: "Brothers, come with me! Our own people are coming ahead!"

A group of werewolf warriors who were hunted down by the monks to the heavens and the earth without a way to go anywhere mustered the last bit of strength, with their long tongues hanging from their mouths, constantly spitting saliva and mucus, and using the fastest speed to attack Yin Xuege. The direction is running wildly.

Yin Xuege flew forward, and he even kept yelling, making the dozens of monks discover his existence.

Eighteen great monks raised their heads and glanced at Yin Xuege at the same time. One of the great monks yelled a few words, and the pace of those monks slowed down a little.The leading monks formed a double formation of inside and outside and moved forward rapidly, while the young monks put away the glaring murder weapons in their hands, and took out all kinds of wooden fish, bells and chimes to manage the water and land dojo. magic weapon.

The hunting speed of these young monks became slower and slower. There were 49 young monks in total, neatly lined up in two rows. They beat wooden fish bells, dialed gongs and double cymbals, and lit incense burners and candles. , reciting Buddhist scriptures and moving forward slowly.

On the way to Yinghuo Dojo, Yin Xuege did not wash the common sense in the cultivation world.He could see the eighteen great monks in front of him, they formed a murderous Eighteen Arhats to subdue demons. This is the most commonly used group attack formation by Buddhist monks in the eastern cultivation world.

As for those young monks, although Yin Xuege didn't know the formation they formed together, he could tell that it should be a Buddhist formation mainly for assistance and healing.Seeing that these young monks have put away their weapons, one can tell that this formation is not good at killing.

With a long whistle, Yin Xuege looked back.

You Quan, who was following Yin Xuege from a distance, slapped his sleeves, and his petite body suddenly sank into a nearby river, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.As for the blood parrot that was following Youquan, this big bird folded its wings in an extremely vicious manner, moved its two paws like an ostrich, and ran on the ground with a 'hum-chi-hum-chi' with.

This wretched big bird with an obscene temperament, like a weasel stealing chickens, under the cover of lush vegetation, at a speed that is not much slower than flying, hopped all the way and quickly approached the fleeing Ebony and the others.

After making a huge arc, the blood parrot walked behind the Buddhist circle formed by those young monks with a wicked smile and bright eyes.He didn't make a sound all the way. I don't know how he, a parrot, can do such outrageous things.

Squatting in a pile of bushes, looking at the backs of the young monks in front of him, a trace of saliva slipped from the corner of the blood parrot's mouth.

"It's a pity, these monks must have not yet produced relics, the taste of Buddhist relics, good!" The blood parrot was trembling with excitement: "When Master Bird was young, he could use Buddhist relics as snacks! Master Bird! The smooth and smooth fur is all thanks to Buddhist relics!"

Gently patted his head with his wings, the blood parrot rolled his eyes in surprise.

"However, who gave Niao Ye so many Buddhist relics? Who are Niao Ye's parents? They are so kind to Niao Ye? Are these real parents? Why did you forget all of them? Ouch, Niao Ye, I lost my mind. Or what's going on? Why can't you even remember your parents?"

Rubbling softly to himself, the blood parrot swayed its fat buttocks step by step, carefully following behind these little monks.

"Without Buddhist relics, the taste of a little blood in my heart is not bad! We monsters, we have to eat a monk every now and then to nourish our bodies. Who said this? It's so fucking philosophical! We are monsters , so you must eat the monk!"

"Cats eat fish, dogs eat meat, and monks are our little meat!" The blood parrot wriggled its buttocks and slowly approached these little monks, step by step.Gradually, the blood parrot has been able to smell the incense made of pine tree pollen from these monks!

This is a group of neat monks, and their clothes have been scented with pine flowers.The blood parrot was washed away by the scent, he immediately opened his mouth, and sneezed loudly.

The few young monks standing at the back of the formation turned their heads in shock, and they happened to see the blood parrot covering its head with its wings.

A young monk nervously raised a string of Buddhist beads made of bodhi seeds in his hand, and he shouted sharply with a faint Buddha light in his eyes: "Who are you?"

The blood parrot's eyes rolled, he suddenly smiled and put down his wings, and nodded to the little monk: "My junior brother, your Buddha's fate has arrived! I am Mingxian Bodhisattva, the presiding officer of the Feiyun Temple in Yulong Daxue Mountain, Yinghuo Dojo. Dharma protector, according to the Bodhisattva's decree, specially come to ferry some predestined Buddhist disciples, such as Feiyun Temple, to enjoy boundless pure blessings."

Not only these young monks, but also the other young monks who formed the formation turned their heads to look at the blood parrot at the same time.These little monks looked at the blood parrot in disbelief, and one by one they showed happy and shocked smiles.

In Buddhism, who can be called a Bodhisattva?Only those with great abilities at the level of celestial immortals and golden immortals can be called bodhisattvas.That is a true virtuous person in Buddhism who has achieved success in cultivation, has boundless mana power, boundless kindness, boundless supernatural powers, and boundless blessings.These little monks, they didn't even produce relics, they were just a group of the most ordinary Buddhist monks, it's no wonder they couldn't be shaken when they heard such a good thing from the blood parrot all of a sudden.

All the little monks put down the instruments in their hands tremblingly, and saluted the blood parrot with palms together.

"This, this!" A young monk stood in front of the blood parrot, but he didn't know how to address him.

"This seat is the guardian of the Bodhisattva, and I have served the Bodhisattva for 10 years. You deserve to call me the bird ancestor." The blood parrot raised its head and boasted to the group of young monks with a high air: " It is fate that we meet today, although there are a little more of you, but as long as I can make the Bird Ancestor happy, and lead you all to the Bodhisattva seat, that is not impossible!"

This is the Yinghuo Dojo, and this is the ancient blessed land of the gods where the Da Luo Jinxian sits in the legend. Basically, it is impossible for evildoers full of blood and evil to appear here.So here, there suddenly appeared a big parrot that could spit out human words and seemed to be full of fairy spirit, which basically proved his identity!
The envoys under the seat of the Bodhisattva come to welcome those who are predestined to enter under the seat of the Bodhisattva!
The little monks were dazzled one by one, they were confused by the hype description of the blood parrot, and they stood obediently in front of the blood parrot, and began to introduce their dharma names, backgrounds, etc. very piously and respectfully.

They are all elites among the disciples of the younger generation of the Golden Buddha Temple. This time they accompanied all the great masters of the Golden Buddha Temple to the Yinghuo Dojo, just to visit the Buddhist ruins in the Yinghuo Dojo.But they never dreamed that they would meet an envoy sent by a Bodhisattva here!
The blood parrot 'Jie Jie' smiled, opened his mouth, and protruded a thumb-sized blood-colored bead covered with countless golden lines, and then laughed at the little monks: "Meeting is fate, it is fate! Junior Brothers, I see that your bones are so strange, and there is a faint auspicious light of merit and virtue reverberating in the back of your head, you must be reincarnated from people of morality in your sect!"

"It's rare for me to show kindness today, so I'll give you a chance! And look carefully, this is an indestructible glazed vajra relic that I have cultivated for more than [-] years!"

The little monks stared wide-eyed at this blood-colored orb covered with countless golden lines!
There was a flash of blood in the dense forest, and then, there was a dull belch.

Outside the dense forest, Wu Mu had rushed to Yin Xuege with a few sweaty werewolf soldiers.

Singer Yinxue pointed at it, and the Blood Spirit Sword brought out several streaks of blood, and a cloud of blood mist shot towards the heads of the eighteen great monks.

(End of this chapter)