Human beings are deceitful, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Chapter 146 145. Mori Soul Instrument (22) (Ask for a monthly ticket!)

An Le punched the Gorefiend's head, but An Le didn't stop, but pushed the blood in his body even more violently.

The joints creaked, making a sound like fried beans, like hundreds of thousands of steel bars colliding together one by one, and it seemed to imply the sound of a dragon's chant,
His whole body was suddenly raised a lot, and the speed of blood circulation in his body was rising steadily, comparable to a river bursting an embankment, the sky collapsed, and the magnetic field of a hundred thousand horses could not be compared!

Then, the fierce iron fist swung out like a torrential rain.

Under An Le's full strength, his hands almost turned into a phantom between punches.

That phantom was like a furious ancient monster, devouring the body of the blood demon.

Muscles, bones, organs... were crushed into blood foam by extreme violence, and evaporated under extremely high temperature.

However, the Gorefiend is not dead yet.

A distorted face emerged from the pool of blood on the ground, and he roared angrily, "How is that possible!"

"When did you see it?"

"The dead don't need to know so much."

An Le smiled coldly.

Qi and blood all over the body spread loudly, the surrounding temperature rose again, the air was faintly distorted, and burnt marks appeared on the jade-like steps.

Under the high temperature, large blisters and scalds appeared on the blood demon's burst body.

At this time, Yun Wuhen finally woke up.

"This is……"

He looked at An Le beside him in a daze, and the blood shadow that surrounded him heavily.

Yun Wuhen woke up instantly: "Six! There are only six of us, and the extra one is..."

He realized that his memory seemed to have been tampered with, and an experience related to "Blood Demon" was added out of thin air.

Thinking about it now, this memory is full of mistakes and omissions, many places are nonsense, but just now, I actually believed in it!

Yun Wuhen first looked at Anle gratefully, knowing that he had saved his life, and then questioned the blood demon.

"Bloodfiend, why did you kill me?"

At this time, the Gorefiend no longer had a complete body, only the scattered blood remained. It didn't look like a human monk at all, but more like a monster.

"Hehehe... What do I have to do with you if I kill you?"

The Gorefiend laughed harshly and sharply, faintly insane.

"Friend Daoist Yun, he is no longer a human being, so there is no need to say so much."

"You control him, and I will kill him."

An Le glanced at Yun Wuhen.

"not human……"

Yun Wuhen noticed something and immediately understood.

The white cloud spread silently, turning into a big net, seemingly soft but tenacious, covering all the nearby blood shadows, making them unable to escape.

Yun Wuhen has never been weak, it's just that he has rarely had the opportunity to show his true strength.

The moment he makes a move, it is extraordinary.

No matter how desperately Ren Gorefiend struggled, Yun Qi remained motionless.

Water is the most rigid and soft thing.

Clouds are a manifestation of water, they also have similar properties and are unpredictable.

The controlled Gorefiend did not give up struggling, and the blood stains on the ground began to squirm slowly, forming overlapping spells.

There are many similarities between those incantations and the ancient characters used by Luohunzong!
"The soul of Sen Luo is used to worship the gods of the ancestors..."

The Gorefiend spat out a strange ancient language.

Each syllable is far from the existing text, and it sounds like the roar of an unknown monster, but An Le can understand the meaning of the words.

This seems to be a prayer for a sacrificial ceremony.

As he began to chant the mantra, the mantra formed by the dirty blood on the ground twisted violently, as if there were tens of thousands of dark red ants crawling on the ground.

Gradually, the entire towering altar began to tremble.

Several cobweb-like cracks spread out from the stairs below.

Whether it was Gu Qiutong and the others nearby, or the many monks under the altar, they couldn't help but exclaim.

"what happened?"

"Has the altar been activated!"

"The blood demon just now... When did he sneak in?"

Like Yun Wuhen, Chen Xiaoya and the others suddenly woke up during this earth-shattering change, and their complexions became very ugly.

They were all deceived!

Gu Qiutong looked at the place not far away where the clouds were scattered, and the Immortal Gu around her continued to emit strong fear, but she gritted her silver teeth and still flew in that direction.

Seeing this, the rest of the people also made similar moves one after another.

At the same time, a question popped up in their minds.

The Gorefiend is obviously a human cultivator, if it is just out of greed to seize the jade piece, why would he master the secret technique that can activate this altar?
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Within the range covered by clouds.

The blood image is like running wild, expanding outward recklessly, trying to tear through this big net woven by Baiyun.

Gritting his teeth, Yun Wuhen frantically mobilized his spiritual power, thinking about the same question in his mind.

According to the rumors he heard, although the blood demon is a demon cultivator who targets other monks holding jade pieces, with vicious attacks and a sinister personality, he is still a human being.

But seeing him today, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a "monster" or "evil".

Not to mention, the other party seemed to have something to do with Luo Hunzong.

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yun Wuhen's mind, and he guessed a possibility.

'Could it be that the blood demon... has taken refuge in the remaining evil spirits of the Luohun Sect? '

Yun Wuhen took a slight breath, then turned to look at An Le whose face was covered by ghost armor.

'Did he anticipate even this? '

After carefully recalling the previous situation, Yun Wuhen realized that the ghost-masked man remained awake from the beginning to the end, as if he had not been affected by the blood demon's weird methods, and he was extremely calm.

In his eyes, the image of An Le became more and more unfathomable.

He wanted to learn this superb means of manifesting his holiness, but found that... he couldn't learn it at all!

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the other side.

An Le has no time to care about what other people think.

He turned his palm into a knife, and the ghost armor changed according to his will, bringing out bursts of screams, and slashed at the face of the blood demon constantly emerging from the dirty blood.

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The Gorefiend's face was split in two, but more faces appeared in the blink of an eye.

Some of them were chanting ancient spells, while others stared at the two with spiteful eyes.

"Give up the struggle!"

"The Senluo soul instrument has been opened, you are dead!"

There was a wild laugh on the face of the Gorefiend, a very proud look.

"What Mr. Wuhen, what ghost-masked man, don't want to die here! Die at the hands of a demon cultivator that you all look down upon!"

Thinking of this, the pores of the rest of his skin seemed to open up in comfort.

Yun Wuhen couldn't help asking.

"I ask myself that I have never offended you, why do you have such a big grudge against me?"

"Offended? Huh..."

The Gorefiend sneered, "That's right, the famous Mr. Wuhen, how could he offend such a small person like me?"

"But why...it's you every time!"

Dozens of faces were distorted by unwillingness and jealousy.

"After the opening of the Taixu Trial, no matter which restaurant in Yuntianyu, you will be the first to be mentioned, you will be the first in the ranking list, you will be the most famous, and you will be the strongest..."

"No matter how many people I have killed and how many pieces of jade I have seized, others will only look at me with disgust, saying that I am evil, that I am a demon cultivator, and that I am far inferior to that Wuhen son!"

He roared angrily, venting the resentment accumulated in his heart.

"I hate it! I hate it!"

"Today, I want to prove that Mr. Wuhen is just..."

boom!
boom!
boom!
boom!
Before the Gorefiend finished speaking, there was a continuous bombardment sound.

None of the faces in the blood was spared, and they were all crushed by the spiritual power cannon condensed by the spiritual power of the stars.

"I'm not interested in your grievances."

An Le said coldly.

"I have seen through all your secret techniques, so die with peace of mind."

He no longer used Qi and blood, but injected the spiritual power of the stars into the dirty blood. The extra heavy spiritual power was mixed in it, as if mixed with foreign matter, and the speed of transformation and repair was greatly slowed down.

Unable to switch between dirty blood and flesh, the Gorefiend instantly became vulnerable.

The high temperature brought by Qi and blood alone can quickly evaporate the blood.

Fear finally appeared on the face of the Gorefiend.

But even so, the weird chanting sound still echoed on the altar.

If it was said that the Gorefiend was making the sound before, then later, it seemed that there was an invisible existence chanting the mantra.

Once started, it cannot be interrupted.

And now, the prayers are coming to an end.

　First of all, I am not a magnetic field maniac, secondly, I am not a magnetic field maniac, and finally... 100 million horses of magnetic field turn the teeth!
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