Chapter 398 A Drop of Blood
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Wa Wa Nu
Although he didn't know what the power of time and space meant by doing this, Liu Jiangtao couldn't help being overjoyed.
Absolute power is definitely the nemesis of the life-threatening Sanskrit of the soul attack type. Aren't you specifically targeting the soul?
Very good, I specialize in defending against soul attacks!
Without the restraint of the power of time and space, Liu Jiangtao calmed down a lot. When Purdue Cihang once again mobilized his soul in an attempt to shatter Liu Jiangtao's spiritual wisdom, the absolute force instantly cut off about one-tenth of Purdue Cihang's soul.
Before Pudu Cihang could react, about one-tenth of the absolute force was split out in an instant, wrapping up that strand of Pudu Cihang's soul.
At this very moment, Pudu Cihang, who was still reciting scriptures with great compassion, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
One tenth of his soul was truncated, and he also suffered a strong backlash.
Even the golden light on the body was rapidly disappearing, revealing a huge centipede that was ten feet long.
The whole body of the centipede is black, except for a thin golden line on the back. The thin golden line extends from the tail to the head, leaving only about ten centimeters to reach the center of the eyebrows.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jiangtao was taken aback for a moment, with golden patterns on his back, this is the rhythm of becoming a Jackie Chan!
It is actually very difficult for an animal to achieve a positive result. For example, the centipede spirit has to go through many disasters before it has the chance to shed the centipede skin and turn into a flesh body.In the end, take the physical body as the basis, and cultivate to achieve a positive result.
Of course, he can also cultivate himself into a divine beast by cultivating his body, like him, preparing to transform into a divine dragon is another way out.
Of course, no matter which one it is, he needs to refine the poisonous and evil spirits in his body, otherwise no matter which way he takes, he will die in the end.
If he had more time, even if it was only a hundred years, maybe he would choose to find a place to retreat and practice.
But his time is only ten years. If he can't refine these poisonous and evil spirits within ten years, then he will be forced to cross the catastrophe. Anyone who is not a fool knows how to choose.
It is also true that Pudu Cihang chose to take the risk of becoming a national teacher, and used various means to make the emperor fatuous and end the life of the dynasty ahead of schedule, so as to extract the fortune of the country and refine his own poisonous and evil spirits.
However, external force is external force after all. Although he has refined [-]% of his monster energy through the National Fortune, his whole body has almost turned into a fake dragon body, and the golden dragon pattern appears on the back, but I am afraid that the last ten centimeters will be lost in his life. There is no way to refine it.
That's right, the last ten centimeters are full of the resentment of this world and the curse of the country's destiny that he destroyed. The curse of a country's national destiny is not so easy to resolve.
Of course, if he is given enough time to support a country again, then the merits of the new country may offset this part of the curse. Unfortunately, he has been abandoned by this world.
Because, in order to revive Shenlong, what is needed is Pudu Cihang's national destiny, which has been partially condensed into the shape of Shenlong by him.
……
Looking at Pudu Cihang who was spitting out blood, Liu Jiangtao didn't wait any longer. With a wave of his right hand, the Blood Drinking Demon Knife appeared in his hand. The next moment, Lingbo used microsteps to the extreme, and quickly rushed towards Pudu Cihang...
"Hmph, fine centipede, die!"
With a yell, Liu Jiangtao raised the long knife in his hand high, and slashed at Pudu Cihang——
"Knife, die!"
The moment the voice fell, a ten-meter-long knife gang extended from the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, and chopped off the head of the ten-foot centipede...
Before Dao Gang arrived, the strong murderous intent had already locked Pudu Cihang.
Feeling the strong murderous intent emerging from Liu Jiangtao's long saber, and the clear unicorn aura on the long saber, Pudu Cihang was shocked. He had never seen such a murderous intent before!
As for the clear aura of the divine beast Huo Qilin that came out from the long knife, it shocked Pudu Cihang even more. How could there be Huo Qilin in this world?
No, it should be, how could there be a fire unicorn on this knife?
The Fire Qilin is a divine beast, one of the most powerful beings in the legends, even the Lord of Heaven had to respect the Fire Qilin back then!
Even if this kind of existence is dead, it is impossible for someone to practice a long sword. He just took away the national fortune of a country, and he was almost killed by the backlash. , Aren't you afraid that the world will rain down thunder and punishment?
That's right, he is a centipede spirit, a monster, but he is a monster with heels, otherwise, how could a little centipede spirit have cultivated to such a state, and also possessed the supreme Buddhist skill - life-threatening Sanskrit!
……
Seeing the long knife in Liu Jiangtao's hand, Pudu Cihang was in shock. He could clearly feel that Liu Jiangtao was just a small golden core stage monk, and he was not his opponent at all.
Originally, he just wanted to have a good time with Liu Jiangtao, and when he got tired of playing, he killed him.
But now, he really didn't have the courage to do it. At least he didn't dare to kill Liu Jiangtao before he figured out Liu Jiangtao's secret.
Therefore, at the moment when the ten-meter knife gang was close to the body, Pudu Cihang's figure flashed, and he narrowly escaped Liu Jiangtao's knife!
Even so, Pudu Cihang was still injured by Dao Gang, and the chest of Pudu Cihang, who had transformed into a human form again, was oozing with crimson blood.
Blood dripped on the ground, exuding a faint aura.
"Boy, this deity still has something to do, we will meet later!"
With a low shout, Pudu Cihang turned and left, leaving only Liu Jiangtao with a complicated expression looking at the drop of blood dripping from the ground where Pudu Cihang left.
That's right, it was that drop of blood!
……
"Young master, you are too powerful, such a powerful master was beaten away by the young master!"
There were little stars in Yu Xiaoqian's eyes, and she looked at Liu Jiangtao adoringly, but Liu Jiangtao didn't answer Wu Xiaoqian's words, but walked slowly to the place where Pudu Cihang left, looking at the drop of blood on the ground.
After a long time, Liu Jiangtao let out a long sigh and looked up at the sky.
"What's the matter, son? Isn't this the blood left by the centipede spirit just now? It doesn't look like anything!"
Xiaoqian thought for a long time, but still didn't find anything wrong.
Yes, it's just a drop of blood.
But Liu Jiangtao was really shocked, maybe this world is not as simple as he imagined.
"Xiaoqian, do you know what color the centipede's blood is?"
What color is a centipede's blood?
Xiaoqian shook her head blankly, not knowing what Liu Jiangtao meant.
As for Liu Jiangtao, his eyes were clouded as if he was not prepared to wait for Xiaoqian's answer...
Absolute power is definitely the nemesis of the life-threatening Sanskrit of the soul attack type. Aren't you specifically targeting the soul?
Very good, I specialize in defending against soul attacks!
Without the restraint of the power of time and space, Liu Jiangtao calmed down a lot. When Purdue Cihang once again mobilized his soul in an attempt to shatter Liu Jiangtao's spiritual wisdom, the absolute force instantly cut off about one-tenth of Purdue Cihang's soul.
Before Pudu Cihang could react, about one-tenth of the absolute force was split out in an instant, wrapping up that strand of Pudu Cihang's soul.
At this very moment, Pudu Cihang, who was still reciting scriptures with great compassion, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
One tenth of his soul was truncated, and he also suffered a strong backlash.
Even the golden light on the body was rapidly disappearing, revealing a huge centipede that was ten feet long.
The whole body of the centipede is black, except for a thin golden line on the back. The thin golden line extends from the tail to the head, leaving only about ten centimeters to reach the center of the eyebrows.
Seeing this scene, Liu Jiangtao was taken aback for a moment, with golden patterns on his back, this is the rhythm of becoming a Jackie Chan!
It is actually very difficult for an animal to achieve a positive result. For example, the centipede spirit has to go through many disasters before it has the chance to shed the centipede skin and turn into a flesh body.In the end, take the physical body as the basis, and cultivate to achieve a positive result.
Of course, he can also cultivate himself into a divine beast by cultivating his body, like him, preparing to transform into a divine dragon is another way out.
Of course, no matter which one it is, he needs to refine the poisonous and evil spirits in his body, otherwise no matter which way he takes, he will die in the end.
If he had more time, even if it was only a hundred years, maybe he would choose to find a place to retreat and practice.
But his time is only ten years. If he can't refine these poisonous and evil spirits within ten years, then he will be forced to cross the catastrophe. Anyone who is not a fool knows how to choose.
It is also true that Pudu Cihang chose to take the risk of becoming a national teacher, and used various means to make the emperor fatuous and end the life of the dynasty ahead of schedule, so as to extract the fortune of the country and refine his own poisonous and evil spirits.
However, external force is external force after all. Although he has refined [-]% of his monster energy through the National Fortune, his whole body has almost turned into a fake dragon body, and the golden dragon pattern appears on the back, but I am afraid that the last ten centimeters will be lost in his life. There is no way to refine it.
That's right, the last ten centimeters are full of the resentment of this world and the curse of the country's destiny that he destroyed. The curse of a country's national destiny is not so easy to resolve.
Of course, if he is given enough time to support a country again, then the merits of the new country may offset this part of the curse. Unfortunately, he has been abandoned by this world.
Because, in order to revive Shenlong, what is needed is Pudu Cihang's national destiny, which has been partially condensed into the shape of Shenlong by him.
……
Looking at Pudu Cihang who was spitting out blood, Liu Jiangtao didn't wait any longer. With a wave of his right hand, the Blood Drinking Demon Knife appeared in his hand. The next moment, Lingbo used microsteps to the extreme, and quickly rushed towards Pudu Cihang...
"Hmph, fine centipede, die!"
With a yell, Liu Jiangtao raised the long knife in his hand high, and slashed at Pudu Cihang——
"Knife, die!"
The moment the voice fell, a ten-meter-long knife gang extended from the Blood Drinking Demon Knife, and chopped off the head of the ten-foot centipede...
Before Dao Gang arrived, the strong murderous intent had already locked Pudu Cihang.
Feeling the strong murderous intent emerging from Liu Jiangtao's long saber, and the clear unicorn aura on the long saber, Pudu Cihang was shocked. He had never seen such a murderous intent before!
As for the clear aura of the divine beast Huo Qilin that came out from the long knife, it shocked Pudu Cihang even more. How could there be Huo Qilin in this world?
No, it should be, how could there be a fire unicorn on this knife?
The Fire Qilin is a divine beast, one of the most powerful beings in the legends, even the Lord of Heaven had to respect the Fire Qilin back then!
Even if this kind of existence is dead, it is impossible for someone to practice a long sword. He just took away the national fortune of a country, and he was almost killed by the backlash. , Aren't you afraid that the world will rain down thunder and punishment?
That's right, he is a centipede spirit, a monster, but he is a monster with heels, otherwise, how could a little centipede spirit have cultivated to such a state, and also possessed the supreme Buddhist skill - life-threatening Sanskrit!
……
Seeing the long knife in Liu Jiangtao's hand, Pudu Cihang was in shock. He could clearly feel that Liu Jiangtao was just a small golden core stage monk, and he was not his opponent at all.
Originally, he just wanted to have a good time with Liu Jiangtao, and when he got tired of playing, he killed him.
But now, he really didn't have the courage to do it. At least he didn't dare to kill Liu Jiangtao before he figured out Liu Jiangtao's secret.
Therefore, at the moment when the ten-meter knife gang was close to the body, Pudu Cihang's figure flashed, and he narrowly escaped Liu Jiangtao's knife!
Even so, Pudu Cihang was still injured by Dao Gang, and the chest of Pudu Cihang, who had transformed into a human form again, was oozing with crimson blood.
Blood dripped on the ground, exuding a faint aura.
"Boy, this deity still has something to do, we will meet later!"
With a low shout, Pudu Cihang turned and left, leaving only Liu Jiangtao with a complicated expression looking at the drop of blood dripping from the ground where Pudu Cihang left.
That's right, it was that drop of blood!
……
"Young master, you are too powerful, such a powerful master was beaten away by the young master!"
There were little stars in Yu Xiaoqian's eyes, and she looked at Liu Jiangtao adoringly, but Liu Jiangtao didn't answer Wu Xiaoqian's words, but walked slowly to the place where Pudu Cihang left, looking at the drop of blood on the ground.
After a long time, Liu Jiangtao let out a long sigh and looked up at the sky.
"What's the matter, son? Isn't this the blood left by the centipede spirit just now? It doesn't look like anything!"
Xiaoqian thought for a long time, but still didn't find anything wrong.
Yes, it's just a drop of blood.
But Liu Jiangtao was really shocked, maybe this world is not as simple as he imagined.
"Xiaoqian, do you know what color the centipede's blood is?"
What color is a centipede's blood?
Xiaoqian shook her head blankly, not knowing what Liu Jiangtao meant.
As for Liu Jiangtao, his eyes were clouded as if he was not prepared to wait for Xiaoqian's answer...
