Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 753: Whoever kills Tianluo will be crowned the king

Volume 1: Baiyujing of the Tang Dynasty Chapter 753: Whoever kills Tianluo will be crowned the king

Emperor Fusheng was shocked, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped him.

Ding! Ding! Ding... Ding!

The alarm bell in Emperor Fusheng's heart rang for a long time. He subconsciously raised his head and his face changed drastically. He saw a huge white star appear in the bright sky in the north direction!

When a star appears in the daytime, the emperor will die!

Emperor Fusheng's mind was blank for a while. He never expected that the sign of the emperor's fall would fall on him again. He used Fusheng as his name, which means to look down on life, but looking down on it is not seeing through it. Emperor Fusheng is far from reaching the state of mind of seeing through life and death.

Whoosh!

A black afterimage passed through the air.

The speed of the Heavenly Snake True Lord was not very fast, at least not as fast as before, and it did not exceed the scope of Emperor Fusheng's reaction. But until the Heavenly Snake True Lord appeared in front of Emperor Fusheng, Emperor Fusheng still could not react.

Click!

The Heavenly Snake Master bit the neck of the Emperor Fusheng, and at the same time, his eight arms wrapped around his back tightly. His tail swung out like a whip, and changed in the middle, turning into a sharp needle and piercing into the back of the Emperor Fusheng.

The Emperor Fusheng was caught off guard by the Heavenly Snake Master, his body stiffened, hanging high, his face showing pain, and he couldn't help but roar.

The eight palms and long tail of the Heavenly Snake Master, like a suction cup, continuously sucked the blood of the Emperor Fusheng. Including the two pairs of fangs of the Heavenly Snake Master, they were also sucking greedily.

Behind the Heavenly Snake Master, Luo Chuan looked at the Emperor Fusheng with cold eyes, holding the blood pool in his palm.

This blood pool was carried by the Heavenly Snake Master since he came to the world, hidden in his neck under his chin. It was originally a blood sac, and was later refined by the Heavenly Snake into a life magic weapon, warmed day and night, absorbing the blood of the strong to improve the grade. Ten thousand years ago, the Heavenly Snake Master participated in the battle of the ancient battlefield, and he also had the idea of ​​cultivating the blood pool. Before that, the blood pool had already reached the level of a first-grade magic weapon, and because it was born from the life of the Heavenly Snake True Lord, the power of the Heavenly Snake True Lord was doubled.

A year ago, Luo Chuan refined the Heavenly Snake True Lord into a Dharma body outside his body, and did not find the blood pool. That was because after the death of the Heavenly Snake True Lord, he lost the blood supply. The blood pool has also completely withered.

However, due to an adventure in the Wuji Stone Embryo, the Heavenly Snake True Lord rekindled his vitality and once again had unpredictable possibilities. The originally withered blood pool was filled with blood again.

Before, the Heavenly Snake True Lord used the blood pool to refine the Kong Fang Demon Lord, and had absorbed 80% of his blood essence, and the blood pool grade was improved. And now. The Heavenly Snake True Lord captured the Fusheng Emperor again and coveted his blood essence.

The blood of the two emperors, and they are all the life essence blood, is a great tonic for the blood pool!

Luo Chuan held the blood pool in his hand, feeling the hideous, bloody, and extremely evil aura of destruction, and nodded secretly. Once he refined the Emperor Fusheng, and absorbed all his life essence and blood, the quality of the blood pool would be greatly improved.

However, what Luo Chuan was looking forward to more was the "Emperor's True Dao" obtained after killing the Emperor Fusheng, that is, the white light bead obtained from the demon king Kong Fang.

Although Luo Chuan didn't know what the light bead was for, since it was obtained by the essence of the emperor's body when he fell, it would naturally not be an ordinary thing.

Above the north sky, the star was already shaky and could fall at any time.

Although the Emperor Fusheng was stronger than Kong Fang, he was facing the more terrifying Heavenly Snake True Lord. After losing the initiative, he was in a desperate situation and it was difficult to resist the general trend.

At this moment, a gust of hot wind suddenly blew from the sky. In the hot wind, sparks were hidden and were about to bloom.

And from the northwest sky, a group of black clouds also floated. The black cloud was just above Luo Chuan's head.

This gust of hot wind and the black cloud came strangely, but they came from two different directions, which seemed to be wrong.

Luo Chuan's heart skipped a beat. Then the alarm bells in his heart rang.

Not good!

Before Luo Chuan could summon the Heavenly Snake Master, a dark and blue hand suddenly stretched out from the black cloud, with five strong fingers and blue veins exposed, and it quickly grabbed Luo Chuan with a thick evil wind.

"Tianluo, our sect has been waiting for you for a long time. Tsk tsk, you have made great progress this year, and you really didn't disappoint our sect."

A dry and old laugh sounded in the cloud.

The moment the laugh sounded, dark clouds gathered, thunder fell from the clear sky, and even the sky changed its face.

Although the Taoist sound defense of the Fusheng Emperor was also unique and opened Luo Chuan's eyes, it was dwarfed by the laughter of the man in the sky.

The sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, the stars, the mountains, the thunder and the snow... It seemed that everything was sinking, disordered, and upside down in the laughter.

Luo Chuan did not move, quietly watching the giant hand that fell from the sky. It was not that he did not want to move, but the owner of the hand laughed too strangely. It came down on his head, suppressing Luo Chuan tightly, sealing his Dantian secret realm, his internal organs, and imprisoning his vitality and power.

And the hot wind that nurtured the sparks also rushed towards Luo Chuan, and its speed was not slower than the giant hand. Nine-petal sparks that rotated and bloomed flew out of the hot wind, instantly becoming larger, and overwhelming Luo Chuan.

"Master Mo, this boy also has a grudge against me, Guangtian Pusheng. Just give it to me." The man's voice sounded in the hot wind. He didn't sound very old, but this hand showed his strength that exceeded that of Emperor Fusheng. Naturally, he was not really a young man.

"What a joke, old man Tong, when did you become so naive? This boy is determined to be captured by my sect!"

In the blink of an eye, the black cloud and hot wind had swept across the sky, less than a hundred feet away from Luo Chuan. The giant hand that emerged from the black wind was ahead of the nine-petal sparks, and was very close to Luo Chuan, and was about to catch Luo Chuan in a blink of an eye.

"Roar... Stop!"

The Heavenly Snake True Lord abandoned the half-dead Emperor Fusheng, held the blood pool with one hand, and stretched the other seven arms to the sky, pinching the five fingers to exert all his strength to rescue Luo Chuan!

Although the Heavenly Snake True Lord was stronger than the Demon Lord Kong Fang, and even slightly higher than the Emperor Fusheng, he was far inferior to the leader of the Demon Cult Palace and the Guangtian Pusheng Patriarch. In addition, he was a beat slower when he reacted, and he was powerless at this time.

Seeing that Luo Chuan was about to be crushed by the giant hand and his life was hanging by a thread, two hands stretched out from behind Luo Chuan, grabbed Luo Chuan's left and right shoulders respectively, and lifted Luo Chuan up.

Boom!

The giant hand hit the ground, leaving a five-finger handprint!

Luo Chuan almost avoided the handprint by a hair's breadth, and it was dangerous. The violent and strong Yinsha wind swept over with the power of Taoism and swept Luo Chuan!

Luo Chuan's body trembled, his face turned from red to white, and then to red, revealing a sickly look.

Although it was residual force, it was from the hands of the master of the Demon Cult Palace. Any ordinary True Dao Realm cultivator who encountered it would be annihilated. Fortunately, Luo Chuan's Dragon Body Technique broke through the fourth level, so he was able to escape.

Turning his head, Luo Chuan saw the Heavenly Treasure Demon King and the Earthly Treasure Demon King. It was the two of them who had just rescued Luo Chuan from the killing move of Master Mo.

"Dabao, Erbao, thank you."

Luo Chuan coughed twice and grinned.

This time, the Heavenly Treasure Demon King and the Earthly Treasure Demon King ignored Luo Chuan. The two demon kings looked at the sky and the ground, their eyes were confused, but a little complicated.

Luo Chuan also noticed the strangeness of Dabao and Erbao. At this time, he was only concerned about survival, so he didn't have the mind to care about anything else.

"Go!"

Luo Chuan roared and flew up: "Dabao Erbao, follow me!"

The Tianbao Demon King and Dibao Demon King hesitated for a moment, and the angry sneer of the Demon Cult Master Mo sounded in their ears. They showed fear on their faces at the same time, and no longer hesitated, and followed Luo Chuan to fly up.

At this time, Tianshe Zhenjun finally caught up, chanting a spell, pinching the seal with his hands, turning his hand to press the blood pool, covering Mo Jiaozhu and Guangtian Pusheng's ancestors.

In mid-air, three emperor-level strongmen fought fiercely, two enemies, and neither helped each other.

After absorbing the life essence of Fusheng Emperor, Tianshe Zhenjun's blood pool was upgraded and evolved again, and possessed two new functions-Mustard Seed Universe and the Way of Change.

In a moment, the blood pool turned into a large sea, and a whole sea of ​​blood appeared above the ancient battlefield. The blood was thick, overflowing, and rolling. It turned over from the top of the sky and enveloped Mo Jiaozhu and Tong Laozu.

In the sea of ​​blood, a small island suddenly appeared. The island was emerald green, and there were towering trees on the island. In a blink of an eye, the leaves and fruits of the giant trees were blown off by the hurricane at sea, drifted into the sea of ​​blood, swelled up when they met the sea, and turned into pieces of duckweed. The duckweed suddenly became larger, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands of miles in radius. From the duckweed, mountains and continents rose up. There were temples on the mountains and Taoist palaces on the continents. There were monks preaching in the temples and Taoist palaces. Every time they preached, more than ten thousand blood beads would jump out of the sea of ​​blood, turning into tens of thousands of Taoist monks, riding the wind and dragons, swallowing air and spitting out swords, flying and patrolling above the sea of ​​blood... In less than an instant, a sea of ​​blood appeared in the blood pool of Tianshe Zhenjun, and also enveloped Mo Jiaozhu and Tong Laozu.

"A trifle."

A sneer of contempt sounded in the ink cloud, just like when Tianshe Zhenjun faced Fusheng Emperor before, full of disdain.

A dark sword energy flew out from the ink cloud, carrying an unmatched force of Taoism, and slashed towards the first island in the blood sea.

Tianshe Zhenjun frowned, waved his eight arms, and kept pinching seals. Waves of destructive Taoism overflowed from his palms and rushed to the island in the center of the blood pool.

Bang!

The sword energy of Master Mo hit the blood sea island, and the whole blood sea world shook, and then trembled violently, with a faint tendency to collapse.

Tianshe Zhenjun gritted his teeth and resisted Master Mo with all his strength, just to buy more time for Luo Chuan to escape.

But at this moment, in the hot wind, Guangtian Pusheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the spark cloud disk, suddenly attacked. He didn't see how much strength he used, but just stretched out two fingers, aimed at the island, and gently scratched it.

The island first endured the attack of Master Mo, and then suffered a finger from Master Tong. It could no longer hold on, and finally broke into pieces, turned into dust and disappeared.

This small island is the birthplace of the Blood Sea World. Once it was destroyed, the entire Blood Sea World was also on the verge of collapse. The next moment, it collapsed and was beaten back to its original form.

Tianshe Zhenjun spat out a mouthful of black blood, looked at Luo Chuan who was fleeing away, took back the dried blood pool and turned around to escape.

From the dark clouds above the sky, the leader of the Demon Cult Palace laughed.

"Everyone, our sect has set a reward here today... Whoever kills Tianluo Demon King will lead 18 Demon King Mountains!"