Eternal Life: From Refining Puppets to Cultivate for Me

"Su Zhenjun fought well!"

"Is this the legendary firepower of the Su family? The legend is still too conservative. This is the firepower that can destroy a Nascent Soul Immortal Kingdom. This is the fifth-level Immortal Kingdom, and it can't withstand this round of artillery fire! "

"Of course. A few days ago, Su Zhenjun tried his best on Penglai Fairy Island. Weren't the people in Penglai so frightened that they shouted no and surrendered?"

"Hey, you can't talk like that. The fellow Taoists in Penglai are still here. They have to lose face by talking like this. They have to be more rigorous in what they say and don't accidentally hurt others. It's only Liu Gandang and Liu Zhenjun who are scared to say that they don't want it. !”

"Hey, why did you stop? Su Zhenjun, please continue. If you don't kill all these prison-suppressing elephants, what are you waiting for?"

Everyone who has heard of Su's firepower and has seen it says it is good.

Even at this moment, the overwhelming crowd of prison-suppressing elephants were unable to advance another hundred feet under Su's firepower.

But the results of the battle were so great, and the corrections were enjoying watching them, but they saw Su Qing put away all the Yan cannons.

"Don't stop, Su Zhenjun, if you feel sorry for the gunfire money, why don't we reimburse you for it!"

You Zhenjun shouted loudly, this is no joke. Without Su Qing's firepower to suppress it, they would have to face these prison-suppressing idols.

Let's not talk about whether there is any danger or whether he will die. He just said that he went up to fight hand-to-hand. No matter what, he didn't feel comfortable standing here watching Su Qing's performance.

It's a pity that Su Qing took back the Yan Cannon, not because he felt sorry for the spirit stone, but because he found that these Yan Cannons had little effect on the prison gods.

At this time, other True Lords also discovered this.

However, I saw that although the bodies of the prison-suppressing idols were bruised by the Yanhuo Spiritual Explosion Cannon, they immediately regenerated flesh and blood, as if nothing had happened. It was only because of the impact of the Yanhuo Spiritual Explosion Cannon that they were stunned. Just stood there, unable to move forward.

"These prison-suppressing elephants are no longer living beings. They are all invisible evil spirits that cannot be dealt with by the Yanhuo Spirit Explosive Cannon!" Su Qing said solemnly.

"Then what should we do, just watch them rush over and let us wait for a head-on fight with them?" Lord Youzhen asked, looking around.

The other True Lords also expressed embarrassment: "I'm not afraid. We can actually handle a group of fourth-level prison-suppressing elephants, but this is just an appetizer for the secret realm of the abyss. If we use all our means, what will happen next What should we do?”

They are neither serious enemies nor difficult to deal with. It is not difficult to find a few True Lords here and use the trump cards prepared by their respective sects to deal with these prison-suppressing elephants.

But as these True Lords said, these trump cards were prepared for the ruthless characters at the sixth level of virtual refining who may, no, must exist in the secret realm of the abyss.

Now, as long as a group of prison-suppressing elephants are listening to their subordinates, they must use their trump cards. It really feels like using anti-aircraft cannons to swat mosquitoes.

Good steel should be used on blades, and anti-aircraft guns should be reserved for blasting fortresses.

These prison-suppressing elephants should be solved by Xiaomi and a rifle.

This is what Su Qing did.

But I saw him patting the giant Kun in the North Sea, and from the Kun's mouth, rows of minions came out laughing one by one.

However, his subordinates have been expanded several times and their equipment has been updated several times. Although they still look like the same cute little people as before, their strength and ability are no longer comparable to those of the exorcism army back then.

The exorcism dolls from three divisions, large, medium and small, lined up their firing arrays and fired fiercely at the prison-suppressing elephants.

In the center of the army group, on missile loading vehicles transformed from Transformers puppets, large fourth-order exorcism missiles more than a hundred feet high were erected high, and then shot straight into the sky.

Crack, crackle.

Boom boom boom.

Small guns shoot, big cannons blast, and missiles explode.

The seemingly endless line of prison-suppressing idols were also scattered by this professional counterpart, the exorcism army that Su Qing had accumulated over the years. When they rushed in front of the cultivators, they were scattered. There are only a few dozen statues left.

By this time, the cultivators could also clearly see the specific appearance of these prison-suppressing idols.

The body is as big as a mountain as in the legend, but it is covered with maggot blood beasts. There is no blood energy fluctuation, and there is no breath of life. They are like walking corpses, controlled by a mass of black energy in their skulls. Seeing them alive When the cat smelled something fishy, ​​it pounced on it like a hungry wolf that had been hungry for a long time.

Tsk!

A true king used Taoism to capture the black energy from the skull of a prison-suppressing elephant.

After careful observation through Ling Chunzhen, I came to a conclusion.

"These black energies are composed of four types of energy, including death evil spirits and evil spirits. They are dominated by evil spirits, but they are also different from the normal evil spirits outside. Beings infected by this black energy will not regard themselves as evil spirits. They will only regard themselves as themselves. He is still the same person he was before and will still perform his duties as before.

But if there is no skin left, everything in the ancient times has long since been wiped out. They have to be torn down and start over again. The roles they once played in ancient times, the subordinates who commanded them, and the superiors they were loyal to, no longer exist. In this way, they are here. In this confused and hesitant mood, the grievances and grievances are getting deeper and deeper, and they are more ferocious and crazy than normal evil spirits.

At least, normal evil spirits would know how to avoid and cower when encountering the firepower of Su Zhenjun's exorcism group army just now, and would not rush forward like these prison-suppressing idols without hesitation.

In short, everyone just treats them as crazy evil spirits, just because they still possess the evil spirit of death, and are more adapted to this abyss secret realm than evil spirits, and they still carry the ancient priesthood and can use some It’s just a divine method. "

Ling Tan Qiuzhen said this, and from the prison-suppressing elephant that had left the black energy, a white jade divine tablet with divine power was revealed.

It clearly says: The three divine inscriptions of Shepherd Soul, and there is a line of numbers below the inscriptions: 0087, which is obviously the number of the prison-suppressing elephant in the ethnic group back then. Only when the white jade divine tablet was taken out of its body, this The number also slowly disappeared into the world along with its long-dead body.

No one would sympathize with 0087's experience at this time. Everyone looked solemnly at the new round of offensive coming from the distance.

This time, it's not a monster.

And it seems to be flowing down from the sky, and the violent flow seems to be able to sweep through this entire abyss secret realm, the black and red blood river!

"Damn it, is this how the Blood River is used? What a waste!"

The monks who came from the Styx Taoist lineage, such as Subduing the Dragon and Subduing the Tiger, were so excited when they saw this river of blood that they wished they could pounce on it and take a few licks.

No wonder they are.

The practice of their Styx Sect monks relies on being ruthless, being ruthless to themselves and being ruthless to others. This is an old tradition passed down by the ancient ancestors. After all, back then, their Styx Sect could not compare to the Yuanshi Sect on Kunlun, Jin Ao The Lingbao Sect on the island is rich in resources.

If you don't be cruel to yourself, how can you carve out a niche in a land like Jiuyou Netherland, stand out in ancient times, and complement many powerful sects in ancient times.

Second, relying on the Blood River, in the Nine Netherworlds, there are only two resources available on the table.

One is a river of blood that flows endlessly, contains immeasurable vitality and vitality, and is constantly changing between life and death.

The second is boundlessness, which is the endless underworld projected by all the negative aspects of the world.

These two resources, which no one else has, have allowed the Styx Sect to prosper for a lifetime. During its heyday, their founder, the Styx Ancestor, could even challenge the Buddha and glare at the Emperor of Heaven.

I just lament that the ancestor was still too arrogant, so that when he was competing for the qualifications to open up the underworld, there were not many powerful people who were willing to support him as the underworld talker. The only one who helped him was the same person with extremely low popularity. Beiming Kunpeng didn't help him attract many people, but because of Kunpeng's own reputation, the Patriarch was despised by more people.

In the end, the speaker of the underworld was captured by Empress Houtu, and the Nine Netherworld Earth inherited from their Styx Sect was also taken away by her as the basic base of the underworld.

Who can I talk to to explain this?

After the ancient catastrophe, the remaining blood rivers collapsed into countless rivers, and their Styx lineages divided some of them. For example, the blood river maintained in the Qiandao Fairyland was really used as a swimming pool for the dolls. It’s so crowded!

In this way, the monks from the Styx Taoism who were all crazy and poor could not go crazy with greed when they saw this river of blood falling from the sky and flowing like a river and sea.

The one who was impatient, that is to say, the True Lord Subduing the Dragon, rushed out with a roar, running towards the river of blood in both directions, reaching out to scoop up a handful of blood from the river even though they were far away.

He drank it down, and the word "pleasure" was not even uttered out of his mouth.

He just felt something was wrong, his lower abdomen was bulging and swollen, a strange feeling he had never felt before, but for some reason, there was a voice in the dark telling him.

Good news came from the delivery room, he was about to give birth!

"This...this...this, brother, you are too impatient. Yes, you and my brother have not given birth to a son and a half daughter yet. The family relationship needs to be continued. In addition, this trip is dangerous, and no one knows how to return it." Can we go back alive? If we can have a son and a half left in the world, we will be worthy of our ancestors. But you have to give birth to yourself, which is really something I didn't expect!"

Lord Fuhu watched his eldest brother go and come back. His arms were as big as watermelons, and there were sounds of humming, haha, and punching and kicking.

Secretly, he is worthy of being the eldest brother's child. Knowing that he has such an unreliable father and falling behind at the starting line even before he was born, he started practicing hard since he was born!

Let’s not talk about the fact that Lord Jiang Long is happy to be both a father and a mother. How does it feel to have double happiness?

No matter what Master Fuhu planned, if he kept his nephew by his side to train him in the future, he would not be allowed to contract the bad habits of Master Jianglong.

Let’s just talk about the reactions of the cultivators present when they saw True Lord Subduing Dragon being hit!

Among them, the most excited ones were those monks who knew the dangers of this trip, made preparations before leaving, begged their grandfathers to tell their grandmothers, spent a lot of money, worked hard, and spread their branches.

Especially represented by King Monkey:

"God, if I had known that there would be such a good thing, why would I have to spend so many spiritual stones to find the Goddess to help me pull out my sperm? Why would I have to raise a bunch of wives and concubines? I just need to drink a few sips of river water here and give birth to myself." , the pure blood of the Wang family doesn’t cost a single spiritual stone!”

And such thoughts are still in the minority after all.

All the true kings still know clearly, let alone what will be born after drinking the river water.

Just saying that when you give birth to a child, some of their blood and energy will be drained, which will severely damage their vitality and make it difficult to fight in a short period of time.

In such a dangerous and secret realm of the abyss, where they have to fight with others at any time, who has the time to give birth to a child?

"This seems to be formed by the water of the Jiuyou Blood River and the ancient Zimu River merging together. It should be called the Zimu Blood River!"

"Only drinking the water of the Mother River will give birth to children, but after merging with the blood river, it becomes more predatory. Even if you don't drink it, as long as you are contaminated with this river water, you will have children immediately!"

"But don't worry, everyone, there will be no problems with the children brought out by this river. After birth, except that the skin color will be redder than ordinary people, there will be no other problems!"

As soon as these words came out, some people were worried, fearing that they, like Zhenlong Jiangzhenjun, would be caught off guard and become pregnant.

Some people are happy, those monsters and divine beasts that have difficulty giving birth, such as the Fire Phoenix Princess, who is eager to try. She would rather risk being exhausted in the battle than drink a few more mouthfuls of river water. Well, because she has the blood of the Fire Phoenix, drinking a mouthful of the mother-child blood river water may not be enough for her to give birth. At least she has to fill her belly to ensure that her belly will be big.

Su Qing saw that Liu Yun'er and Ling Ying behind him were also tempted, and hurriedly told them not to act rashly!

Can the child born from drinking the blood river water be considered his?

It seems to have nothing to do with him!

The key is that he wants a child. When his life is stable in the future, he can tell more stories and have one. Why does he need to borrow the power of the river water and make it seem like he can't do it!

After stopping the four women who were ready to move, Su Qing did not stop the Fire Phoenix Princess, the Green Lion King, the Five-Colored Deer King and others from drinking the blood river water.

As for other True Lords who don't want to be stained by this river water, they have ways to deal with it.

Spiritual shield, flying in the clouds, white lotus platform...all kinds of Taoist magic tools are used, as long as the blood river water can't touch them.

And he, Su Qing, naturally released the Nine Dragon Boat. The Nine Dragon Boat has been nurtured by the luck of humanity over the years, and it has long been magnificent and righteous.

As soon as it was released, it showed its majesty in the blood river that permeated the entire abyss secret realm.

The Yazi Shenwei Cannon, the cannons fired continuously, the Pixiu treasure ship dropped treasure money, and the auspicious horn also blew the sound of conch shells to coat all the cultivators present with a halo.

But the Nine Dragon Boat was aimed at the blood mosquito monsters lurking in the blood river below.

Each of these blood mosquitoes is the size of a third-level girl, the Fire Phoenix Princess. Their pointed and thin mouthparts allow them to break through the fourth-level Yuanying's body-protecting true energy and self-defense aura. Their thin and transparent wings give them the speed of appearing and disappearing. The most troublesome thing is that they seem to have the ability to reproduce rapidly in this blood river.

At first, there were probably only two or three blood mosquitoes in this blood river, so that everyone was still thinking about whether to drink this blood river, and no one noticed them.

But while everyone was watching the Dragon Master giving birth, the annoying blood mosquitoes swarmed from all directions, flapping their wings and buzzing, making a group of cultivators feel like they were facing a great enemy.

"There are too many mosquitoes, and it's impossible to kill them all. If any fellow Taoist has a trump card to fight mosquitoes, please don't hide it, and use it quickly!" (End of this chapter)