Chapter 840: 5 lines of evil spirit power, blood tribulation sea

Kunyuan Zong Sutra Pavilion, top floor.

"Brother Nan, this "Five Elements Evil Yuan Gong" is so profound. Even in the family scripture collection pavilion, it is a rare classic. It is definitely not created by the Kunyuan Sect. It should be obtained by chance!" Yang Anping flipped through the pages. He said excitedly while looking at the book made of gold foil paper in front of him.

Yang Annan was also very happy, "This "Five Elements Evil Spiritual Power" must be practiced with all five elements of spiritual roots. The five elements of evil energy gathered together can not only have nearly invincible combat power at the same level, but also improve the qualifications. It is mysterious and unparalleled. , the fate of you and my brother has finally come!"

"It's ridiculous that the Kunyuan Sect left the complete "Five Elements Sha Yuan Gong" without practicing it, but actually split it into five disciplines such as "Gold Shall Yuan Gong" and "Fire Sha Yuan Gong". It's really buying a coffin for a pearl. Losing watermelons and picking sesame seeds, short-sightedness is not enough to describe them!" Yang Anping mocked unceremoniously.

Yang Annan shook his head and had a different opinion, "The Five Spiritual Root qualifications are the lowest in nature, and they are not taken seriously even in our Luwu world, let alone in the Qiongqi world where people cannibalize people?

In the Lu Wu Realm, the Five Spiritual Roots still have some opportunities to achieve great achievements. But in the Qiongqi world, this possibility is only one in a billion.

No big force in the Qiongqi Realm would cultivate Five Spiritual Root monks. If this "Five Elements Evil Yuan Gong" were placed among other forces, it would probably be the fate of being split up, or it would be thrown into the dust and thrown into the corner. "

Upon hearing this explanation, Yang Anping nodded thoughtfully.

Yang Annan continued, "Actually, for you and me, it's not a bad thing for you and me to have the five skills separated by Kun Yuan Sect as a reference, so that you can more easily understand the "Five Elements Evil Yuan Skill"!"

"Yes, by analogy, it can indeed improve the efficiency of practice!" Yang Anping nodded, frowned again and said, "It's just that this technique requires a large number of blood souls of the Five Elements creatures as a primer. If we practice, we have to deal with the Five Elements Spirit Clan. Let’s start!”

"Haha, then let the blood souls of the Five Elements Spirit Clan become our brothers and stepping stones on the road!" Yang Annan smiled coldly, with an unhesitating killing intention in his eyes.

Yang Anping nodded slightly when he heard this.

He only has sympathy for his own race, and Yang Anping has no intention of being soft-hearted towards foreign races.

Half a month later, Lingxian Island.

Yang Annan lowered his head slightly and stood respectfully at the foot of the steps. Yang Xuanye sat on the throne and looked at him with a smile.

"It's done well. Although the methods are a bit rough, it's already quite outstanding."

"Clan leader, this is the Dark Hall Elder's token!" Yang Annan held the token in both hands and raised it above his head.

Yang Xuanye raised his hand, played with it in his palm, and after a moment, threw it back, "Don't play these little tricks in front of me. If I tell you, I won't break your promise. From now on, you will be the elder of the dark hall!"

"Thank you, Patriarch, for your support!" Yang Annan showed a look of ecstasy, clenched the token and said loudly.

Even the Antang elder of a branch family has a status comparable to that of a Nascent Soul monk. He has already stepped into the ranks of the upper echelons of the family.

"Okay, let's go down. Oh, by the way, remember to collect your offerings and become the elder of the dark hall, but there are many special resource subsidies!"

Yang Annan nodded vigorously and walked out of the hall. Yang Anping was waiting outside. When he saw him coming out, he quickly asked, "Brother Nan, how are you?"

Yang Annan shook the elder token in his hand and smiled brightly.

"Great! Elder Antang, from now on, we will also have a backstage person!" Yang Anping grinned stupidly.

"Let's go and get the salary first. I heard from the clan leader that the elder Antang can get a lot of good things!"

……

Qiongqi Realm, East China Sea.

The boundless sea of ​​​​blood calamity, the monstrous blood mist condensed in the sky.

As one of the most prestigious forbidden areas in the Qiongqi Realm, the Sea of ​​Blood Tribulation is extremely well-known and contains many precious opportunities. A large number of blood and demon monks come to take risks every moment.

Yang Xuanyang, who looked like a kindhearted man with a big belly, just walked into this terrifying forbidden land with a dragon-slaying knife in one hand and a demon-eyed blood bow on his back, which made normal monks change their expressions upon hearing this.

A strong wind swept through, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, the blood mist rolled, and the extremely rich smell of blood rushed into the nasal cavity. The demon pupil blood bow trembled slightly, and waves of pleasure emitted.

"You led me to the Sea of ​​Blood Tribulation just to let me smell the smell of blood?" Yang Xuanyang asked with a frown.

The demon pupil blood bow trembled, as if it was telling something.

"Oh? There is a chance, but you have to wait for a while..." Yang Xuanyang nodded slightly, "Okay, then just stay here and practice for a while, just to improve your cultivation!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thousand-foot whirlpool emerged, and a terrifying suction force came from underneath him.

The sudden change occurred, but Yang Xuanyang was as steady as a rock and very calm. He stretched out his right hand to grab it and shouted: "Come out!"

Rumble!

Billions of tons of sea water fell, making a deafening sound. A ferocious beast with a body several hundred feet long, resembling a whale, but with hundreds of bloody mouths on its skin, jumped out of the sea of ​​​​blood and fiercely attacked Yang Xuanyang. Bite down hard.

"Ten Thousand Toothed Blood Whale?" Yang Xuanyang's eyes narrowed slightly as he recognized this ferocious beast that was famous in the Blood Tribulation Sea.

The Demon Eye Blood Bow buzzed and trembled, eager to try.

"Haha, let you do it then!"

Yang Xuanyang smiled indifferently, bent his right hand, and grasped the Demon Eye Blood Bow in his palm.

Then, the dragon-slaying knife he held in his left hand elongated in the bursts of blood, turning into an endlessly sharp bloody arrow.

Yang Xuanyang holds a bow in his right hand and an arrow in his left hand. He squats slightly and bends the bow to nock the arrow.

hum! !

On the Demon Eye Blood Bow, the three Demon Eyes opened one after another. Although it was not as powerful as the eight pupils that opened when the old man with the goatee pushed it, it was far superior to the latter in terms of control.

Yang Tianyou expected it to be true. Yang Xuanyang's "Blood Hell Slaughter Demon Book" and the Demon Eye Blood Bow perfectly fit together, especially the path of intercepting the path to seize the sky and the ability of the Demon Eye Blood Bow to plunder blood souls. They are a match made in heaven. The two are a match made in heaven. We knew each other as soon as we met.

The Demon Eye Blood Bow not only directly recognized Yang Xuanyang as its master, but also did not hesitate to use its own origin to improve the latter's physique.

If its previous owner, the old man with the goatee, saw it, he would probably go crazy with jealousy.

"Devil-killing arrow, kill!"

The deep sound filled the sea of ​​blood calamity, and a horrifying arrow rainbow condensed to the extreme suddenly crossed the sky and pierced the arrogant Ten Thousand Tooth Blood Whale immediately.

"Moo!!"

The screams echoed, and the Thousand-Toothed Blood Whale struggled wildly, turning into streaks of blood and sinking into the Dragon-Slaying Knife.

Regardless of whether it was flesh and blood, soul, evil spirit or resentment, they were all swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

Then, the Dragon-Slaying Sword flew straight back, floating up and down above Yang Xuanyang's head, releasing wisps of abnormally pure blood and soul power, which were absorbed by him and the Demon Eye Blood Bow, and the remaining parts were swallowed by the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

A ten-thousand-toothed blood whale that had reached the battle power of becoming a god was swallowed up completely by the three of them.

"Oops, I forgot to save some whale meat to make a spiritual meal..." At this moment, Yang Xuanyang suddenly slapped his forehead with an annoyed tone.