The Blood Song of the Three Realms

Chapter 304 Execution of Nine Wengs (Part [-])
The atmosphere in the square was eerie.

Dozens of Taoist ancestors sat cross-legged on the ground, staring at the spit of blood from their hearts in a daze.

The Taoist heart was shaken, and the blood of the heart spurted out when the mind was in a trance contained the great principles comprehended by the Taoist ancestors.These bloodstains twisted and coiled lightly on the clean and mirror-like ground of the square, outlining a strange picture according to the principle of Dao.

For example, the blood essence spit out by Jiu Weng outlined a misty picture of lofty mountains in front of him.

The blood essence spit out by True Sun Monarch turned into a small sun on the ground, emitting intense rays of light.

Taiyin Sunu's blood essence was light blue, and with the crisp crashing sound, her blood essence drew a perfect hexagonal snowflake.But at the core of the snowflake, there is a crescent moon that symbolizes the essence of congenital nature.

The essence and blood of Taiyi Zhenwu turned into a basalt beast running on the ground, with a snake head and a dragon tail, and the vast aura around it struck people.

The most astonishing thing is the mouthful of blood spurted out by Tai Xuanzhen's first ancestor. That mouthful of blood turned into countless tiny blood threads on the ground, twisting and twisting each other, finally outlining an image of a vast nebula.Countless stars are born and die, and there are infinite mysteries between birth and death.

Stimulated by the existence of these beheaded Da Luo, the Taoist ancestors looked at the various patterns of the avenue outlined by their own blood, and instantly entered a strange state of epiphany.No one knew what they were thinking, nor what they realized, anyway, they sat cross-legged on the ground, with purple energy rising from their bodies, like dozens of torches burning blazingly.

The immortals under their sect followed closely behind their Dao ancestor. They sat cross-legged beside Dao ancestor, quietly feeling the mysterious and unpredictable aura emanating from Dao ancestor.Some golden immortals with strong cultivation bases even danced and laughed silently. Obviously, they realized the supreme mystery that was useful to them from the aura emitted by the Taoist ancestor.

Yin Xuege didn't have any feelings about the actions of these Taoist ancestors and immortals.

The avenues practiced by these Taoist ancestors have no similarities with his way.There was even a hint of disdain in the pool of blood transformed by the Blood Sea Buddha Sutra. It was the disdain and arrogance only when a giant dragon hovered in the sky, proudly overlooking the countless mortals below.

Perhaps Yin Xuege's current strength is low, but he is qualified to despise these Dao ancestors and these golden immortals.

Although his real strength is only comparable to that of a fairy, his future potential is beyond everyone's imagination.

With a faint smile and a trace of pity hidden in his eyes, Yin Xuege slowly walked to the body of Daoist Hongmeng who had been divided into pieces by five horses.He bowed three times to Daoist Hongmeng's head, and then took his head off the weird golden short spear.

Putting Dao Zun's body together, Yin Xuege released another burst of blood flames, carefully burning the evil curse runes on Dao Zun's body painted in weird red ink.These runes are like tarsal maggots, extremely difficult to deal with.They have been deeply imprinted in the bone marrow of Dao Zun, and through the power of cause and effect in the dark, they directly affect the remnant soul that Dao Zun may have left.

Even if a remnant soul of Dao Zun escaped into the six realms of reincarnation, these evil curses would still follow and act on that remnant soul, making this Dao Zun cut off the way of cultivation from generation to generation, and would never be able to set foot on the top of the Dao to seek revenge from his opponent.

After all, for a Hongmeng Daoist, it is impossible to be too careful in order to cut grass and roots.

Yin Xuege's blood flames had no effect on these curse runes, his blood flames burned on these runes, and only made a 'chi chi' sound, but his blood flames were melted a lot by the curse runes .His strength was too weak, and the person who applied these runes was at least at the level of Daoist Hongmeng. It was impossible for Yin Xuege to rely on his own strength to melt these runes.

After pondering for a moment, Yin Xuege remembered the secret method of using the power of merit in Buddhism that Yiye taught him.

Qing Qiuyan said that Yin Xuege established the Blood Sea God Sect, and the merits and virtues from heaven blessed him; and Yiye once told Yin Xuege that she probed Yin Xuege with the treasure wheel of Buddhist merits and found that he had a lot of merits.

The power of merit, this thing is mysterious and mysterious, it is difficult to describe, and ordinary monks don't know what it is useful for.But in Buddhism, the power of merit is the most precious treasure, and it is a treasure like panacea oil. Whether it is forging Buddha treasures, refining elixir, speeding up cultivation, tempering the body, or condensing the soul, it has infinite magical effects.

"Dao Zun, Dao Zun, it's pitiful for you to look like this. Whether you can succeed or not depends on your good fortune."

Yin Xuege is probably the only one who can say "Look at your good fortune" to a Hongmeng Daoist with compassion.After he muttered seriously to Dao Zun's corpse, a golden light suddenly flickered between his brows, and the meritorious force activated by the Buddhist secret technique 'dispelling calamities, resolving disasters and purifying Buddha's light' turned into a swastika Foyin slowly sprayed out from between his eyebrows.

A faint golden light surrounds a swastika Buddha seal, and circles around the body of the Taoist priest.

Where the golden light passed, the red evil curse runes melted as quickly as snow splashed by boiling water. From the surface of the skin to the bone marrow, the dense red curse runes disappeared one after another, and an unpleasant red smoke flowed from the road. Zun's body was sprayed out, and soon disappeared without a trace in the aura of primordial aura descending from the sky.

Taixuan Zhenyi Daozu and Taiyi Zhenwu and more than a dozen Taoist ancestors opened their eyes at the same time and looked at Yin Xuege. They nodded at the same time and secretly admired Yin Xuege at such a young age. The powerful power of merit removed the curse from the body of the Taoist priest. This is really an extremely rare seedling.

If Taoist ancestors want to choose disciples, it is natural that such benevolent disciples are the most popular.Unless he is a twisted pervert, which Taoist ancestor likes to find a bastard who is narrow-minded, causes troubles all day long, and thinks every day to replace his ancestor?

Jiu Weng was once again so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched - this kid has such strong merit?It was just a joke, he killed so many immortals of Jiuhuazong under Tian Xing Xianjun, his hands were bloody, and his feet were covered with bones. Such a vicious junior, actually has so many merits?

Is it possible to say that his Jiuhuazong is the head of the demon sect, and killing his disciples of the Jiuhuazong can actually bring merit from heaven?
This is simply ridiculous and simply unacceptable.If it wasn't for the fact that the epiphany hadn't come to an end, and if it wasn't for the Taoist ancestors around him who had taken a fancy to Yin Xuege, Jiu Weng would really jump up and strangle Yin Xuege to death.

Yin Xuege didn't pay attention to the various small thoughts of these Taoist ancestors, he just did what he thought was worth doing.The majestic Hongmeng Daoist, who had gone through endless turmoil and obstacles, finally stood at the peak of the Three Realms, and was beheaded so brutally. It is only natural for him to collect his body, give him a rich burial, and solve his hidden worries behind him.

Buddhist wandering monks carry a convenient shovel with them, isn't it just to bury the corpses they see on the roadside?This has nothing to do with compassion or not, it is just a bottom line of being a human being.

After a whole day's work, those difficult curse runes on Dao Zun's body were finally removed.Yin Xuege stood up, clasped his hands together, and whispered a sutra scripture learned from Yiye to Dao Zun's corpse: "Senior, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, don't worry Well. Well, although your robe is broken, the material is still very good, so you're welcome, junior."

A bit of spiritual light suddenly flashed between the brows of the Taoist priest, and in the horrified eyes of dozens of Taoist ancestors, a hazy figure that was exactly the same as the corpse of the Taoist priest suddenly emerged from the spiritual light.

This figure looked at the dozens of Dao ancestors. He exuded an extremely weak but extremely strong Dao pressure, forcing dozens of Dao ancestors to dare not make a sound.He looked up at the sky again, and after looking around at the Taoist palaces around him, he finally sighed faintly towards Yin Xuege.

"You doll, you are kind-hearted, not hypocritical, interesting, interesting."

"However, I'm not even a ray of remnant soul. It's just a ray of soul qi condensed by the remaining essence of the body of the deity. I can't even reincarnate. I have forgotten all the magical powers and secrets, and there is nothing wrong with it Mana does you good."

"Only the Innate Liangyi Good Fortune God Flame condensed by this deity back then, even though it was extinguished by the enemy, there is still a trace of fire left. This trace of fire, I will give it to you. The so-called dust to dust, dust to dust, this It doesn't matter whether the fleshy body is buried or not. But this tattered Taoist robe, I can't give it to you, hahaha, although the deity was born naked, but when he left, he had to wear some clothes."

Laughed three times, the ray of soul energy left by the Daoist swayed slightly, and a dim black and white flame rose from the body of the Daozu, and rushed towards the Hunyuan and Daluo behind him. Corpse roll.All the corpses, together with the Taoist robes on them, turned into a cloud of dust in an instant, and were blown by a gust of wind, and disappeared without a trace.

This bleak black and white two-color divine flame clustered inwards, turning into a matchstick-sized kindling, slowly drifting towards Yin Xuege's eyebrows.

The eyes of Jiu Weng and several other Taoist ancestors lit up at the same time, they jumped up and grabbed the fire.

The Xiantian Shenyan itself is extremely rare, especially the Xiantian Shenyan that has been nurtured by Daoist Hongmeng for countless years, which is a rare treasure in the world.Congenital Liangyi Good Fortune Divine Flame, the word "Good Fortune" alone is enough to make people crazy. In the fairy world, those who dare to use the word "Good Fortune" as a title, just look at the yin and yang Good Fortune Thunder Tribulation of the monk who ascended to an immortal. It is the supreme treasure.

So apart from Jiu Weng, there were several other Taoist ancestors who were so greedy that they couldn't hold back for a while, and directly stretched out their hands to snatch it.

But the soul qi condensed by Daoist Hongmeng's physical essence just smiled lightly, his body disintegrated suddenly, and the immeasurable avenue of primordial aura in the void suddenly turned into several colorful lingering palms. Weng and the other Taoist ancestors let out a miserable howl, and were slapped heavily on the ground like a toad being hit by a big stone slab.

The blow was so heavy and so sharp that Jiu Weng and the other Taoist ancestors were hit on the ground, their tall noses collapsed.

As Da Luo Dao Patriarch, he made such a big ugliness in public. Except for Jiu Weng, the other Dao Patriarchs got up, covered their faces with their sleeves without saying a word, turned around and left with their disciples.Without shutting doors for millions of years, these Taoist ancestors would have no face to come out to meet people.

Only Jiu Weng jumped up angrily, he jumped up and shouted: "This divine flame should belong to me."

The ray of soul energy transformed by Dao Zun knocked down several Dao ancestors, and it has completely dissipated between heaven and earth at this moment.The black and white tinder slowly merged into the center of Yin Xuege's eyebrows. At this moment, it was suspended above the blood pool transformed by the Xuehai Buddha Sutra, continuously absorbing the blood essence rising from the blood sea of ​​Yin Xuege. Empower yourself.

Yin Xuege put his hands behind his back and looked at Jiu Weng with a sneer. He didn't say a word. He knew that in the face of these tyrannical existences of Dao ancestors, it didn't make sense for him to speak or not.Although he could rely on his own strength to defeat the Celestial Immortals, and rely on the huge number of blood sea ghost soldiers to trap and kill the Golden Immortals, he was still just an ant in the face of Da Luo Daozu.

His life and death, honor and disgrace, all depend on the thoughts of the other Taoist ancestors.

This feeling is very bad.In particular, he collected the body for Daoist Hongmeng with good intentions and received the gift from Daoist, which was his due reward, but Jiu Weng relied on his own strength to try to snatch it by force. This feeling made Yin Xuege incomparable aggrieved.

Yin Xuege had already felt this way when he was bullied at Xuantian Mansion that day, but this time, he felt it even more deeply.

As soon as the Congenital Liangyi Good Fortune Divine Flame entered the Sea of ​​Consciousness, Yin Xuege had already felt the infinite use of this group of divine flames—his terrifying lethality was only second, and his greatest use was the word "good fortune".Using this divine flame, whether it is casting immortal artifacts or refining elixir, can bring out the top-level attributes of materials, and also optimize and reorganize them to make the final product a higher level.

For example, Yin Xuege used a few spiritual grasses to refine ordinary second-rank elixir. If he used the congenital Liangyi God of Fortune as the fire seed, then all the medicinal power of the spirit grass would be perfectly preserved, and it would be enhanced by the power of good fortune. His alchemy is at least at the rank three level, if his refining techniques and refining experience are sufficient, even rank four or five rank elixir is unknown.

With the same materials, people can only refine the elixir of rank two, while Yin Xuege can refine the elixir of a few ranks higher, the consumption and efficiency of which are completely different.

In particular, the power of good fortune of this divine flame can turn death into life, and turn death into glory.When Yin Xuege's strength is strong enough, this Good Fortune Flame can help him rejuvenate people and recast their youth.And the most practical effect is that this power of good fortune can turn all the power of poison and curse into pure fairy spirit and feed it back to itself.

In other words, as long as there is this trace of fire with him, Yin Xuege will no longer be afraid of any poison or curse.

How could he be willing to hand over such a rare treasure to Jiu Weng?Such a treasure is enough to be relied on by a Taoist ancestor to prove the Tao. How could he give it up to Jiu Weng?
A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Yin Xuege had already developed a killing intent towards Jiu Weng.If Jiu Weng really wants to pester him endlessly, then don't blame Yin Xuege for turning him upside down.The First Supreme has his plan, Yin Xuege can't shamelessly bother him.

But on Yinhuangwu's side, using the power of the Xuezhao Immortal Dynasty and the Ten Thousand Monsters League, can they destroy the Jiuhuazong?
Yin Xuege would rather give this divine flame to his mother than to the aggressive Jiu Weng.

How cultivated were the Taoist ancestors present, Yin Xuege had a killing intent in his heart, and they all looked at him at the same time.Jiu Weng was even more annoyed and snapped: "Arrogant boy, how dare you be so presumptuous? You want to kill me? It's up to you?"

A black lacquered sword suddenly pierced through the back of Jiu Weng's heart, and pierced out from his chest.

Jiu Weng let out a miserable howl, his body shook, and black blood spurted out from the seven orifices at the same time.

Taixuanzhen Daozu held the Xuanbutu sword, and looked at Jiuweng and the many terrified immortals under him expressionlessly.

"I said, you are not allowed to trouble Yin Xuege. Jiu Weng, how many times have you been warned? As I said, there will be no third time."

"As I said, if you disobey my will for the third time, I will kill you and replace your head disciple with taking over the Nine Flowers Sect. Are you just stupid, or do you not take me seriously? Yin Xuege got the Innate Liangyi God of Good Fortune, that means his kindness will be rewarded with kindness, how dare you plunder it?"

Streaks of black light spewed out from the Xuanbutu sword, and countless streaks of light penetrated Jiu Weng's body, tightly imprisoning his immortal soul in his body.

Many dao ancestors present stood up in horror, one by one silently looking at the berserk Tai Xuanzhen dao ancestor.

Taiyi Zhenwu pondered for a moment, then he suddenly took out an eight-edged gourd hammer from his sleeve, and then savagely hit Jiu Weng on the head with a look of fear on his face.Jiu Weng screamed 'forgive me', and before he could use his supernatural powers to escape, the gourd hammer smashed his head into pieces.

However, Da Luo Daozu was so cultivated, Jiu Weng's head had just shattered, and a flash of blood flashed on his neck, and a brand new head was born again.

But Qingfengmingyue's two Taoist boys screamed at the same time, and they shook their hands and sacrificed two gourds, one black and one white, from which two streams of Gengjin Qi, one black and one white, locked tightly on Jiuweng's neck.Taiyi Zhenwu struck again with the hammer, and this time, Jiu Weng's neck flashed with vigor, and his head could no longer be reborn.

Xuanbutu sword sprayed countless black lights, entangled and strangled Jiu Weng's body, Jiu Weng's body trembled violently, his immortal soul let out a shrill howl in his body, he hissed and laughed angrily: "How dare you do that to me!" Shall I strike? Taixuan Shinichi, do you really think you can cover the sky with one hand? You, you..."

Yin Xuege pulled out the golden short spear that was originally holding Daoist Hongmeng's head, and pierced Jiu Weng's heart fiercely.

The golden flame like running water on the short spear slowly seeped into Jiu Weng's body. This ancient weapon forged can be used to kill Daoist Hongmeng, let alone Jiu Weng who is far away from that realm?

The Immortal Soul of Jiu Weng, who was still roaring and howling, suddenly disintegrated, and was then burned into a strand of ashes by the golden flame.

Yin Xuege dropped the short spear, then clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "This old bastard, you have been in trouble with the young master these days. Today I finally killed him, happy, happy!"

A group of Taoist ancestors looked at each other in blank dismay, silent for a long time.

(End of this chapter)