Comprehension Dragon Soul

Seeing that the old demon Xiu looked at ease, the girl was slightly relieved, and placed the blood food as a sacrifice in the corresponding position of the circle according to the five elements of the internal organs. She thought she was familiar with this matter, almost There is no need to think and remember, just like when she started to cut open the child's belly, I don't know how many evils she has done to help the old devil Xiu, so that she has the current proficiency.

When Si Minglang was entangled with the four wraiths besieging him, he didn't ignore that strange formation.The old man's cultivation level is not much different from his. Although there are many resentful spirits driven by him, they are all the souls of mortal children. They appear ferocious and terrifying by mobilizing the bloody aura for a while, and pollute the cultivator's method with the bloody and resentful aura. It was a bit tricky, but for Si Minglang, the problem wasn't too big.

Just as Si Minglang pulled out his hand and was about to cut down the weird magic circle, the old Moxiu seemed to have noticed his actions, and waved the other flag in his hand distractedly. On the flag, "Yu" The word blood was gone in a flash, and the whistling children's wraiths stopped suddenly. Even the fierce and unusual spirit that collided with the monk's protective shield stopped. These wraiths gathered in one place three by three, almost instantly It turned into a three-headed and six-armed blood-colored demon spirit, holding a blood-colored magic weapon in each hand, only one of the six magic weapons was more vivid, and the rest were blurry.

The leader's eyes were slightly closed, and the corner of his mouth was smiling, which seemed to have a sense of tranquility, but the two heads on the side each looked ferocious, and the blood-colored demon spirits clasped their palms together, as if they were about to cast some powerful spells.However, Si Minglang had already fully charged, dragging the long sword in his hand upside down, and raised it from the ground. The white sword light flashed and disappeared, and the sword energy almost split the entire courtyard in half.

The bloody demon just smiled slightly, and pointed at Si Minglang to clap his hands.A bloody light collided with Si Minglang's white sword light, but it didn't dissipate immediately, but resisted the seemingly indestructible sword light, but the sword light was sharp after all, and the blood light just kept retreating. to be cut through.But the other two demon spirits formed later shot at the same time, either shaking the vase in their hands, or waving the sword in their hands, cutting out eighteen streaks of blood in an instant.

Si Minglang's sword light was shattered almost instantly, and the sword wailed and turned back to his side. The snow-white blade was now mottled and polluted by blood energy, and its power was greatly lost for a moment.But Si Minglang wasn't just good at using swords.He is best at spells, without the help of his best magic robe, his water spells are still remarkable.He trapped nine blood-colored demon spirits by himself.The remaining nine were resisted by the four monks of the Sun family, and they seemed to be stretched like this.

On the other side, the monks of the Sun family who were besieging the zombie monk saw that they were in a hurry to attack, but the zombie monk was not easy to deal with, and his reaction was stiff and slow, but he looked at the tattered magic robe on his body, but he didn't see anything on his body. No matter what the wound is, the attack of the monks of the Sun family can't do anything to him.The flesh and blood on that zombie was as hard as gold and stone, and two or three attacks landed on the same place to barely make some marks. However, this zombie was neither afraid of pain nor death, and several monks from the Sun family surrounded him to fight, but there was nothing they could do. .

At this time, the only two people in the field who had no opponents became obvious.The old Moxiu raised his eyes to look at the sky, and a waning moon was just in the middle of the sky. He counted with his fingers, and it seemed that the time was close, so he waved the flag in his hand again, but this time his face showed a serious look. : "Give me that child!"

Just when the monks of the Sun family were desperately throwing almost all their spells at the zombie, the old demon cultivator was beyond everyone's expectations. It was his granddaughter who was standing beside him.The girl turned pale and screamed, "Grandpa, what are you going to do?"

The old Moxiu grabbed her by the neck, looked up at the sky, and couldn't help laughing loudly: "Of course I want to build a foundation! Hahaha!" And rose red.She couldn't even utter a word, she just kicked, screamed and struggled with unwillingness. She had helped Grandpa deal with so many sacrifices, so she didn't know what fate she was about to face.

The old demon Xiu laughed: "And I have raised you for so many years. For my great cause of foundation building, you'd better be obedient to me." He looked at the eighteen bloody demon spirits in front of him affectionately again, with a kind face He said to the girl: "Grandpa asked you to handle these 48 sacrifices, but they are all for your today."

The girl's face was full of panic and fear, she didn't know where to put her hand, and her face became extremely fierce in an instant, she took out her short knife that was stained with blood, and stabbed at the old Moxiu.How could the demon cultivator be hurt by such mortal methods.Just a little bit regretful: "It's a pity that you don't have the talent for comprehension, the effect of this method may only be discounted by two." But he laughed wildly: "I'm about to build a foundation!"

Being so crazy, the old Moxiu's movements were not slow, he just pinched the girl's neck and shook her, and her whole body fell limply—all the bones in her whole body were smashed by the old Moxiu .He stretched out his hand again, and slapped the girl's Baihui acupoint, a blood-red soul with a face full of fear was pulled out of the girl's body by the old Moxiu.

Facing the nine blood-colored demon spirits, Si Minglang had his hands and feet bound. Whether he used formations or simple magic weapons, once exposed to the bloody light, there would always be a little bit of filth.This kind of cultivation method that pollutes people's magic weapons and then pollutes the foundation of monks' mana is the most annoying. However, if the foundation is damaged by this spell before the foundation building period, even if the foundation is barely built, there will be no further possibility after that. How? Doesn't it make people more cautious?

But at this time, the girl's soul was pulled out by the old demon cultivator, and even the zombie cultivator stopped temporarily. The eighteen demon spirits around all ignored their original opponents, screamed, and were about to attack the girl. Si Minglang threw three spells in a row, trying to stop them, but these demon spirits seemed to have no scruples at all. They threw Si Minglang aside and threw themselves on the girl's body, regardless of Wherever it is, just bite it.

Biting off a piece of bloody flesh, the eighteen demon spirits devoured the girl even the bones in an instant. The resentment from the girl's blood-colored soul shot straight into the sky, and with a scream, the original blood-red soul almost turned deep purple.But Si Minglang didn't put his mind on the demon spirit again. Watching the change of the girl's soul, he spit out the White Dragon Sword Pill, held his breath, and on top of the sword pill, the sword light turned into at least twenty sword lights. He smashed his head and face at the girl's Wraith.

"Zhuzi dare!" The old demon snarled angrily, and the two flags held in his hands quickly became as high as one person. Following the guidance of the magician, the two flags flashed more than ten streaks of blood, intertwined Formed into a net, but firmly bound Si Minglang's sword pill.

The zombie surrounded by the monks of the Sun family quickly got rid of the opponent and blocked the blood net. Si Minglang had to be distracted from dealing with him.

But I saw those eighteen blood-colored demon spirits, crowding and biting the soul of the struggling girl, all of them were sucked away by the girl, their souls became redder and redder, the resentment almost bleed, surrounding the girl The resentful spirit danced wildly, seeing that the resentful spirit was about to turn into a terrifying monster under the catalysis, but the old devil Xiu saw the right time and grabbed the wraith's chest with his hand. A blood-red heart beat wildly.

The girl's resentful spirit and the bloody demon soul screamed and disappeared together unwillingly, but the old man swallowed the heart in one gulp.His face turned red, his aura surged, and the pressure was heavy on Si Minglang's heart...

Is he really going to build a foundation?