The beginning is the invincible boss

Chapter 420 Meet again
As the saying goes, free things are the most expensive.

Obviously, Phantom Hou didn't understand this sentence thoroughly. After a series of changing places and identities, and after confirming that Tang Ling really didn't come after him, the deity manipulated this clone to come to Phantom Hou's lair in the mountains.

This is an underground palace located in the deepest part of the mountainside, illuminated by various luminous objects.

The entire palace is like a replica of the palaces in the ancient city of Jinling. After entering the palace, the avatar dissipates immediately, and brings the blood essence to the back of the main hall.

As a resentful spirit arrogant who created the method of dividing souls, the real figure of Phantom Hou is sitting on a large and noble royal chair.

After a while, the deity's eyes slowly opened.

Immediately, the entire block seemed to be swept away by an extremely powerful soul force, and Phantom Hou, who had to hide here for healing after being seriously injured, stood up again after 50 years.

"Heavenly Fire."

The Phantom Lord held the Blood Essence in his hand and uttered a name that he had held a grudge against for 50 years and said coldly: "When I become the Blood Ancestor, that will be the day you pay the price."

'Blood race' is a race of the netherworld, which can only be born in the nether world.

But the Blood Ancestor is the beginning of all "blood races", he can appear in the world, at least he can move freely in the world before entering the netherworld.

"boom!"

As Phantom Hou exerted force in his palm, the blood essence, which already contained infinite energy and blood, was directly pinched and exploded by Phantom Hou.

In no time, the power of Qi and blood comparable to the vast ocean completely engulfed Phantom Hou.

Under normal circumstances, the energy and blood of a warrior can resist any evil spirits, and the wraith spirit is naturally one of the evil spirits. Otherwise, the wraith spirit will not turn a blind eye to martial arts practitioners just because they look down on them.

At this moment, Phantom Hou, who was completely engulfed by the power of Qi and blood, kept making scoffing sounds from his body.

This is a natural reaction of the mutual repulsion and killing between the power of qi and blood and his own grievances. It is precisely because of this reason that Phantom Hou has been secretly planning for many years, but has never put it into action.

However, he had now obtained a solution to the problem from Tang Ling.

"Disperse!"

With a low shout from Phantom Hou, he directly forced his own resentment to give up resistance, and cooperated with his own soul to actively fuse with the power of Qi and blood.

The long-lost severe pain hit, and the power of a large amount of qi and blood gradually softened, and then wrapped his whole body in it to form a blood-colored cocoon with a diameter of nearly three meters.

The world's first "blood clan" ancestor is slowly gestating.

At the same time, Tang Ling, who was sitting by the Qinhuai River drinking tea and eating breakfast, suddenly smiled.

He could feel that the runes he had left in the blood essence had already begun to work. In fact, Tang Ling had known since the time when he blew up Phantom Hou's phantom in Yunwu Mountain. A wise man must never rely on force.

Because, if you want to make a smart person surrender, the most important thing is the palm of your hand.

The talismans that Tang Ling left in the Blood Essence had only one function, and that was to restrict the Blood Ancestor. It could be said that as long as the Phantom Lord became the Blood Ancestor, those talismans would naturally turn into a shackles and fall on him.

"Almost, you can close the net."

Tang Ling smiled and put down the chopsticks in his hand, left behind a red note and got up to leave.

As Tang Ling rushed towards the Phantom Lord's lair, in the huge underground palace, the originally motionless blood cocoon began to emit a faint red light, and then the red light changed from weak to dazzling.

At the same time, there were also auras that gradually became stronger.

In the underground palace that has been completely dyed red, the aura of Phantom Marquis has finally reached an unprecedented peak, and at the same time charged towards a higher level, everything is developing in a better direction.

"Crack..."

A slight sound similar to the breaking of an eggshell came to mind, and cracks appeared on the surface of the blood cocoon as smooth as blood jade.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, a pair of tender white jade palms protruded from the top of the blood cocoon, followed by countless cracks spreading throughout the blood cocoon, and then the blood cocoon completely shattered and dissipated and turned into blood mist again.

As the last ray of blood mist dissipated, a man wearing a blood-red robe embroidered with various plant and tree patterns stood in place.

Phantom Hou, who has successfully transformed into the Blood Ancestor, has long blood-red hair, his eyes are as bright as blood diamonds, his skin emits fluorescence like white jade, and his whole body exudes a powerful and terrifying aura.

"Hmm...is this the power of the Blood Ancestor..."

Phantom Lord closed his eyes and felt the terrifying power surging in his body that could destroy mountains and rivers with just a wave of his hand. A smile appeared on his face and he said: "Very good, very strong. I'm very satisfied."

"Clap clap clap..."

Crisp applause suddenly sounded, and Phantom Hou turned around suddenly, only to realize that Tang Ling was standing a few meters away from him at some point.

"The effect is indeed very good, even better than what this king expected."

Tang Ling's eyes were full of satisfaction, as if he was looking at a work of art, he looked at the phantom Hou who had turned into a blood ancestor, and said, "Your current strength should have reached the level of a monarch, right?"

Like other ghost races, the strength of the blood race is also divided into six similar realms.

Blood warriors, commanders, blood generals, lords, feudal lords, and monarchs. The monarch level is equivalent to the king level of the wraith, and it is also the current upper limit of the blood clan's strength.

"You are late……"

Seeing Tang Ling, Phantom Hou's face showed indifference, and he said, "Seeing that you have helped Ben Hou so much, Ben Hou doesn't care about your trespassing."

"Leave now, I don't have to pursue it..."

Looking at the Phantom Marquis who had become a blood ancestor due to his success and his improvement in cultivation, Tang Ling smiled unmoved, lit a cigarette, took a puff and looked at it jokingly. .

"Since you know that this king helped you, don't you understand that there is a price to pay for taking advantage of others?"

"Do you still want to let this king submit to you?"

Immediately, the powerful aura surged from Phantom Hou's body, and the blood-colored robe on his body danced wildly. The powerful aura belonging to the monarch level broke out completely: "This king has been promoted to a monarch, who can make this king submit, who dares to make this king submit?"

"It's not enough for you!"

"I really don't see the coffin, so I don't cry!"

Facing such an inflated Phantom Hou, Tang Ling knew that if he didn't give him some stimulation, it would be impossible for this guy to wake up: "Kneel down for me!"

"Peng!"

Phantom Hou, who was erupting with a powerful aura, suddenly felt as if he had died, and knelt down in front of Tang Ling. Then, under Phantom Hou's horrified eyes, countless runes appeared densely on his jade-like figure .

"You, you actually did something with the blood essence..."

"That said, this king is not a money-spreading boy who specially gives treasures to people, isn't it normal to do tricks?"

Tang Ling bit the butt of his cigarette in his mouth, and slowly came to Phantom Hou, looked down at him with a smile and said, "Now, are you surrendering or surrendering?"

(End of this chapter)