Chapter 551 True Yang Blood Demonic Power

Chapter 551 True Yang Blood Demonic Power

Suddenly, the entire Blood Soul Banner shook, and circles of subtle fluctuations emitted from its center, which was a symbol of qualitative change.

After absorbing the soul of a strong person in the real person realm, the blood soul flag was promoted to a pulse-suppressing treasure at this moment.

Finally completed all its accumulation and transformation.

The ancient runes on the surface of the blood soul flag seemed to come to life, especially the triangular head of the flag, where a bronze ghost mask of the Ring-Swallowing Ghost King actually appeared.

The scarlet eyes were extremely agile, as if they were no longer a static pattern, but were twisting and turning like vines of life.

Countless blood-red runes appeared on the surface of the flag, constantly absorbing the rich spiritual energy around it.

The aura of the Blood Soul Banner became more and more unfathomable.

With the promotion of Blood Soul Banner.

The surrounding air was filled with a solemn atmosphere, suppressed by this invisible pressure, and even the sound of wind in the distance became faint.

The bright blood soul pearl in the center of the blood soul flag was the soul of the previous Huayang Mountain man, and it had stopped spinning at this time.

It floats quietly in the air, emitting a faint red light, and contains an indescribable mysterious power.

Immediately afterwards, the runes on the surface of the Blood Soul Banner began to converge inward.

Every rune line seemed to have sensed some kind of call and poured into the pearl.

Under the injection of this power, the pearl gradually grew larger, and finally turned into a red bead the size of a fist, like stars over the moon, located at the top.

Like coagulated blood, the surface has an oily sheen.

Ye Yang stretched out his palm and gently touched the blood-colored bead.

He felt a gentle force pouring into his body from the palm of his hand. His consciousness became extremely clear at this moment, and all movements within hundreds of miles were under his perception.

"Is this the power of the pulse-suppressing treasure?"

Ye Yang thought to himself, he injected mana, and the blood souls roared in front of him. Thousands of blood-colored ferocious souls roared out, filling the blood-colored space in front of him and flying randomly on the flying boat.

He could feel how huge the power contained in the Blood Soul Banner was.

At this time, after the death of Huayang Mountain Man, the flying boat lost its human control and fell rapidly, with a loud bang, and was about to land on the ground.

Ye Yang made a move with one hand, and Huayangshanren's storage bag and nine Wind-fixing Orbs immediately fell into his hands.

He was just about to explore the Dingfeng Orb.

He suddenly frowned and noticed a strange movement in the outside world.

Rainbows seemed to appear in the sky, approaching here at an extremely fast speed.

Obviously, the promotion and vision of the Blood Soul Banner have attracted the attention of other monks.

They were either attracted by the treasures or sensed the changes here, and came to investigate one after another.

Without any hesitation, Ye Yang put away the Blood Soul Flag, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and left.

Standing on the Sun Flying Turtle, Ye Yang patiently looked at the nine Wind-fixing Orbs in his hands.

The orbs are not big, only about the size of a fist. They are crystal clear and shiny. There is a white wind scroll spirit group inside, which is extraordinary.

The moment these nine wind-fixing orbs appeared, the surrounding wind and spiritual energy stagnated, which was very strange.

"This Fengfeng Orb is indeed a specialty of the Jiutian Sect. It is truly magical."

"I don't know when Feitianmen's specialty will be conceived."

Ye Yang sighed with emotion, decades had passed since Feitianmen's spiritual vein promotion.

Later, it was once again integrated into the energy of the thick earth veins. The concentration of the spiritual energy and the nurturing of the earth veins were far beyond those of ordinary sects and clans.

However, the birth of a real specialty product has still been delayed.

After putting away the Wind-fixing Orb, Ye Yang took out Huayang Zhenren's storage bag and looked at it carefully.

After the death of Master Huayang, the restrictions on this storage bag have been relaxed a lot.

With the injection of Ye Yang's soul, the inner space was soon exposed in front of Ye Yang.

It covers seven or eight square meters, and the most conspicuous place is the hill-like pile of spiritual stones. Ye Yang made a rough estimate and found that there were as many as two to three hundred pieces of high-grade spiritual stones.

You must know that this Huayang Mountain man had spent more than 300,000 low-grade spiritual stones in his previous bid for nine Fixed Wind Orbs.

Now he actually has a copy of almost the same amount of spiritual stones, which means he is indeed wealthy.

In addition, there are a large number of elixirs and elixirs, as well as several yellow jade slips and several magic weapons.

"It is said that monks in the realm of real people are mobile treasure houses, which is indeed true."

This contained almost the entire net worth of a powerful person in the real-life realm, and Ye Yang couldn't help but laugh out loud.

When the Blood-clothed Marquis and the red-haired Ghost Commander were killed before, the Blood-clothed Marquis's storage bag was taken away by Bie Huanghuang. After all, it was natural for Bie Huanghuang to take a share of the pie with his help and effort.

As the commander-in-chief of the Dongfang Immortal Killing Army, the red-haired ghost commander knew that a war was ahead, so he did not carry many treasures with him, so there were not many treasures left in the storage bag.

Where can the people of Huayang Mountain be so rich?

Although he cannot use most of the low-level resources here, he can contribute them to the sect or process them and use them for himself.

These resources are enough for him to practice peacefully for a period of time.

He began to sort out these treasures, placing elixirs, ancient books and magical instruments separately, and he took out an ancient iron piece.

Ye Yang flicked his fingertips slightly, and a little purple light rose up from his palm, erasing all the restrictions on the iron piece.

As the restriction dissipated, an extremely fierce aura suddenly erupted. Under the erosion of that fierce aura, the surrounding air became a little scarlet.

Ye Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, and purple light surged again on his fingertips, which directly turned into a golden line, sealing the aura on the iron sheet.

After sealing the fierce aura on the iron sheet, Ye Yang carefully observed the contents on it, and as he observed more deeply, Ye Yang's brows also frowned slightly.

"True Yang Blood Demon Art."

"It seems that this technique is the technique practiced by Master Huayang. No wonder he was covered in blood when he attacked."

Ye Yang groaned slightly.

This True Yang Blood Demon Art is an extremely domineering magic technique. Practitioners need to integrate the blood of various spirit beasts and cultivators into their bodies.

In order to enhance the strength of the physical body and magic power, and improve the cultivation level, it is extremely cruel.

From Ye Yang's perspective, the grade should be between spiritual techniques and treasure techniques.

Not only can it absorb the blood and qi of others to strengthen itself, but also when fighting with others, it can turn people around who are not as good as itself into flesh and blood puppets.

It can be used to strengthen itself, and it can also be used to attack the enemy.

Of course, the most important point is that this technique does not require high qualifications for the practitioners.

As long as they can withstand the brutality and tyranny of that kind of blood, anyone can practice it.

"If this technique flows into Feitianmen, it may cause a big disaster, and it may be a river of blood."

"But cultivation is not in the art but in the human body. Perhaps there are people with outstanding talents who can withstand blood and qi, and it is unknown whether they can achieve enlightenment through this."

"It would be a bit of a waste to destroy it. If the disciples want to practice, they have to make various restrictions."

"Or, give this thing to Leopard Demon and others."

Now, with the increase of his strength, the demons and monsters such as Leopard Demon, Yin Yang Mother and Child Goddess in the Demon Swallowing City can no longer help him.

They are quite powerful and loyal. It is a pity to give up like this. It is better to give them some resources for cultivation.

Maybe it will be of great use someday.

After the investigation.

He carefully put away the storage bag of Huayang Mountain Man.

Ye Yang smiled slightly, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked up suddenly, looking at the distant sky.

There, suddenly, there were several shocking escape lights flashing over, at an extremely fast speed, accompanied by wind and clouds, with a fishy smell, and extremely domineering and tyrannical.

In a few breaths, he had arrived at Yuyang Fairy City, and no one knew who had come.

Ye Yang returned to Yuyang Fairy City only after those escape lights completely disappeared.

In the following period of time, he did not bring back the Thunder Dragon, but waited for the news of Fairy Qiluo in Yuyang Fairy City.

Until the end of the month, Ye Yang finally saw Fairy Qiluo again.

The first time she saw Ye Yang, Fairy Qiluo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and a smile appeared on her snow-white and tender face.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I have fulfilled my mission and finally got the nine wind-fixing beads."

Her voice was soft and a little excited, and she was obviously very satisfied with the success.

Ye Yang nodded slightly, and his eyes swept across the rosewood box that Fairy Qiluo took out.

Fairy Qiluo opened the wooden box, and nine crystal clear beads lay quietly in the bottle.

Each of them exuded a faint light, and there seemed to be some subtle connection between them.

"Thank you, Fairy. These nine wind-fixing beads are of great significance to Feitianmen."

Ye Yang's tone was calm, but his eyes could not hide the excitement.

He knew that with these nine beads, Feitianmen's Tongtian Spiritual Ship would be able to go a step further in casting.

Fairy Qiluo smiled slightly and handed the wooden box to Ye Yang, revealing an elegant temperament between her movements.

"Fellow Daoist Ye is too modest. This is an agreement between you and me. I am just fulfilling my promise."

Ye Yang took the wooden box and saw nine gems slowly rotating in it, exuding a peaceful atmosphere.

He took a deep breath.

"Fairy Qiluo, I am grateful for your kindness. Here are three hundred top-grade spirit stones. Please accept them."

Fairy Qiluo hesitated for a moment but did not refuse. After all, the wind-fixing gems were not hers, but were exchanged through her connections.

She also needed to take care of all parties for explanation.

"When is the fairy going to look for broken jade and cracked gold and stone? Please contact me."

Fairy Qiluo nodded slightly and said.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist. I think I will definitely trouble you next time."

The two smiled at each other and could feel the trust in each other's eyes.

"Fellow Daoist, are you going back to Feitianmen in the next few days?"

Ye Yang nodded and said.

"Now that the Wind-Fixing Orb has been obtained, we will prepare to return tomorrow."

"It's better to leave early. Several dragons have come to the East China Sea in the past few days. They seem to be looking for something. A war may break out in a few days. It's better to be careful."

Hearing this, Ye Yang was stunned, but he thought of the two lightning dragons he bought in the shop before, and asked tentatively.

"The East China Sea is vast and boundless, and the dragon clan has always been powerful. It is one of the ten major ethnic forces in the East China Sea. How could they suddenly come to the territory of Yalongling?"

"I don't know. It is said that a treasure in the clan was stolen, and they followed the clues to Pingyang Fairy City."

Ye Yang sent Fairy Qiluo away and thought of the last time at the True Person Ceremony.

The Nine Heavens Reincarnation Treasure sent by the messenger sent by the Nine Heavens Sect helped him to kill his inner demons.

I want to find out the truth.

But first of all, the internal forces of Jiutian Sect must not be monolithic, and Fairy Qiluo may not know about this matter.

In addition, the plan of a large sect like Jiutian Sect must be far-reaching. After thinking about it, he did not continue to ask.

In order to avoid more trouble, Ye Yang originally planned to return to Feitian Sect after getting the Dingfeng Orb.

But the people of the East China Sea Dragon Clan came, and he was worried that the two thunder dragons would attract attention, so he had not taken action for a long time.

He waited for a few more days in Pingyang Fairy City.

At the same time, the shop selling thunder dragons seemed to have some problems during this period. The flow of people dropped sharply, and it had to close its doors from time to time.

As a result, Ye Yang became more cautious and kept hiding in the dark to observe this shop.

Today.

Ye Yang had just woken up from meditation when he heard a roar that shook the world.

He walked out of the window of the inn and looked at the sky, only to see that it was raining heavily over Pingyang Fairy City.

The wind was howling, and several huge dragons came in and out of the blue sky, descending from the sky, with cold teeth and sharp claws, and their bodies were so big that they almost covered the sky and the earth.

These huge dragons, their bodies shone with a metallic luster under the rain, and they were imposing, appearing extremely powerful and majestic.

They circled in the air of Pingyang Fairy City for several times, and the huge city collapsed because it could not withstand this power.

Suddenly, a huge black shadow fell from the sky, looking down, blocking everyone.

It was a huge dragon, his body was as big as a small mountain, his eyes flashed with cold light, and he spoke human words.

"No one can leave!"