blood contract

God cannot physically enter this world because the creatures in this world cannot withstand the divine pressure brought by Him, so He can only cast down His own projection.

The hooded man in black had a confused look on his face. No wonder he broke that magic circle so easily.

Thinking of this, his pupils shrank suddenly. If there really is a god, then what that existence said to them before is true. There really is a higher god realm above the ninth level spiritual realm.

He remembered that that being occasionally told them about the divine world, and that scene made them yearn for it, but over time, in the endless years, he was left with confusion and doubt. Now, God has really sent down His projection, which means that the true God has not forgotten this world or these people.

This is very good news for him.

He took a deep breath and was considering whether to report this to that being. At this time, the little girl in front of her had a strong reaction after inhaling the drop of blood. Her whole body was convulsing and twitching, her eyes turned white, the blood vessels under her skin turned black, her skin also turned from pale to black, and then from black to gray, and her completely white hair also changed between various colors, which was extremely strange.

"Haha... She has a strong desire to survive! Maybe this time my bad luck will end here. If it does, then I really should thank you." The tall and thin man rubbed his chin with a twinkle in his eye. A little bit of joy.

The hooded man in black twitched his eyes, wondering why he couldn't tell that this was the old guy mocking him.

If he could create "blood slaves" with just good bones, I'm afraid he would have successfully created thousands of people. Over the past hundreds of thousands of years, the four of them have tried thousands of ways to find the "blood slave", but none of them succeeded. Now his heart is as gray as ashes, unable to make any waves.

What's more, he didn't think that the little girl could succeed in her current situation.

Blood slaves, as the name suggests, feed their masters with blood, but they are different from the general slaves who feed their masters with blood. For them, they are also a special existence, just like some monks who build magical weapons in their bodies, and "blood slaves" ” is the second body treasure they made from humans.

As we all know, a monk needs to overcome a tribulation to ascend. The less contamination of cause and effect on his body and the fewer inner demons, the easier it will be to overcome the tribulation. On the contrary, it will attract the power of karma and catastrophe from heaven and earth, and all the monks will talk about it with horror at that kind of terrifying energy.

One side hopes that he can make a breakthrough and be promoted, but the other side is worried that he will not be able to withstand the power of such a catastrophe and will perish. When his life span is almost exhausted, if he wants to survive here, he can only choose some methods of corpse removal or other ghosts. The law of Tao.

And what they chose was a weird method among the ghost methods. Because of this ghost method, they themselves became special. Just like the evil ghosts in hell can only come and go in the dark night, they are also like this. The shackles of the trapped beasts of heaven and earth are here to stay, and they are unable to achieve enlightenment and ascend. Although they have long lives, as time goes by, they will be counterattacked by the law of time, and finally become nothingness, and are not even qualified to enter reincarnation.

The "blood slave" is a key they use to break the shackles of the laws on them.

Because eating the blood of blood slaves can shield the special aura on their bodies, thereby avoiding the power of punishment brought by heaven, and can improve their cultivation level again. Every time they advance to a small realm, part of the karmic catastrophe caused by their karma will flow to the "blood slaves". In other words, the better the "blood slaves" are maintained and polished, the more likely they are to survive this calamity and be promoted.

Of course, "blood slaves" will also become special because they get their blood. For example, their bodies will become stronger, their injuries will be easier to recover, etc. As time goes by, they will become physically immortal as they become stronger, and even become immortal as long as they are alive. It can be regenerated with a little flesh and blood, which seems good, but it is especially difficult to die well.

This "blood slave" was later called the "scapegoat" by Xiaodouzi, and his body was called the "Immortal Golden Body Xiaoqiang".

The hooded man in black put one hand behind his back and said calmly: "Let's play for fun, don't "play" with yourself again. If you delay the important event of that person's existence this time, you know the consequences."

Now he has no doubts about what that being said, and it is beneficial but not harmful to him to do what that being told him well.

"Isn't it just to prepare for God's judgment? I know, I know, don't keep nagging, it's annoying." The tall and thin man waved his hand to him impatiently, observing the little girl's changes with unblinking eyes.

At this time, the skin on Xiaodouzi's body began to gradually turn red, like a steamed crab. White air was rising all over his body. His body sometimes grew larger and sometimes shrunk, and the bones and muscles in his body made noises like fried beans.

At this time, the tall and thin man clenched his hands nervously, pursed his lips and held his breath.

As long as this stage is stable, the blood slave will succeed.

Make it or break it!

The hooded man in black looked on quietly without making a sound.

"Dong, dong..." Xiaodouzi's heart was visible to the naked eye, beating violently in his chest as if it was about to jump out of his chest. The little body began to foam and swell as if it was about to be decomposed.

If this continues, he will definitely explode and die.

Why! Still failed!

Just as the two of them were thinking this, golden lines appeared on Xiaodouzi's violently beating heart, and circles of spells were wrapped around it. A golden light shrouded his body, and gradually the disintegrated corpse The situation calmed down, and after a while Xiaodouzi's body gradually calmed down, his skin turned pale, and his fiery red hair danced in the air in a strange way.

Her eyes were closed, her breathing was steady, and she seemed to be in a deep sleep.

"What?" The two were shocked and shouted in unison.

Especially the man in black hood, she never expected that this little girl would actually succeed.

"Hahaha... It seems that my bad luck has come to an end! Brother Xiahou, I really want to thank you!" The tall and thin man laughed and patted the man in black with a hood on the shoulder and expressed his sincere thanks. , his eyes looked at the little bean in front of him without blinking as if he had found a treasure.

This thank you was undoubtedly a slap in the face to the man in the black hood.

They knew the importance of "blood slaves" better than anyone else. If they had known this, how could she have regarded this little girl as the formation stone, and how could she have given her up to others.

Damn, what a lucky old guy!

Now the broken teeth can only be swallowed. There is no way, other people's blood slaves can't take it away.

He pretended to be calm and said quietly: "Just remember how good I am!" But the eyes he looked at Xiaodouzi were a little hot.

At this glance, I noticed a problem.

It seemed that the tall and lanky man had also discovered this. He wrapped Xiaodouzi in his large robe, picked her up, and said, "It's too late for you to realize now. This little girl belongs to me."

"Indeed. I was just wondering why this little girl can withstand such a beating with her small body. It turns out that's what happened. She doesn't seem to know about it herself," said the man in black hood.

The tall and lanky man curled his lips and said: "There is a talisman sealing the heart. It seems that someone does not want her to remember some things. But what does it have to do with me? Wouldn't it be better if she couldn't remember it? Anyway, she is me now He is a "blood slave"." After that, he laughed wildly and walked away in the air.

This volume is over!