True Immortal of the Netherworld

Liu Haiyu's face did not change, and his steps were not messy at all. While avoiding the attacks from the eight puppet talisman soldiers, he secretly activated the power of the Nascent Soul.

In the space of his Zi Mansion, the golden colored glaze-like Nascent Soul was sitting in it.

Yuanying's eyes glared, and a blue line like three eyes slowly opened between his eyebrows, accompanied by a tsunami-like rumble. It was Liu Haiyu Yuanying's unique blue water eye. Yuanying's small hands pinched the magic formula, and golden arcs circulated on the surface of his body.

At the same time, Liu Haiyu squeezed out a drop of golden blood from the fingertips of his left hand and dripped it on the Ruoshui sword body. This golden blood seeped into it as soon as it touched the water sword.

Astonishingly, the originally blue Ruoshui sword revealed a layer of golden brilliance.

Directly injecting the essence and blood of the Nascent Soul into the sword body requires not only strong control over the sword, but also a powerful enough Nascent Soul power. Insufficient control, rejection of sword intent, both the caster and the sword body will be damaged. The Nascent Soul is not strong, and it cannot freely use the Nascent Soul essence and blood.

Liu Haiyu is not only a master of spells, but also a master of swordsmanship. Not only can he display a terrifying sword domain, but he can also perform extreme swordsmanship using the essence and blood of the Nascent Soul.

Using the essence and blood of the Nascent Soul to activate secret techniques is a killing move rarely used by Yuan Soul Realm monks. Using the essence and blood of the Nascent Soul will overdraw the original power of the Soul. Once used excessively, it will cause damage to the Nascent Soul itself. It was a serious blow to the monks.

Under normal circumstances, only monks at the first level of the Yuan Soul Realm would not take the risk of using the essence and blood of the Yuan Ying to launch secret techniques, and even monks at the second level of the Yuan Soul Realm or at the peak of the Yuan Soul Realm rarely used it.

"Nascent Soul Secret Technique - Ruoshui Slash!"

Liu Haiyu raised his sword and lowered it. The Ruoshui sword in his hand slashed out a golden rainbow. This brilliant golden sword light seemed to come from another bright world, instantly tearing open the black night in front of him.

A puppet soldier who rushed over from the opposite side was tall, wearing a soap-colored robe with cloud patterns and a Taoist hat. He should have been a powerful Taoist disciple during his lifetime. At this time, his face was as stiff as frozen wax, but there were blood runes flowing in his eyes. He was not afraid of Liu Haiyu's golden sword blade, and made an eagle-claw shape with his right hand to attack Liu Haiyu's shoulder.

"Stab it."

Just when the claws of the puppet talisman were still inches away from Liu Haiyu's shoulders, a golden line crossed his body diagonally.

Suddenly, the puppet talisman's clothes were torn, and his skin and flesh were turned out. But no blood flowed out from the surface of the wound.

Half of the body of the puppet talisman struck by the Ruoshui sword was lifted. His feet paused, but he missed the catch. Unaware of the pain, he let out a horrifying roar and was about to attack again.

The strange thing is that this time the wound of the puppet soldier did not heal quickly, and there was an extra layer of dazzling golden light shining on the wound.

The next moment, the power of the Nascent Soul contained in the sword move completely exploded.

呲——呲——呲——

Thousands of golden thunder snakes danced wildly at the same time, and a large group of golden thunder and lightning containing the power of the Nascent Soul swallowed up the entire body of the puppet soldier in the blink of an eye.

The powerful power of the Nascent Soul tore out spiderweb-like cracks on every inch of the puppet's skin.

"boom!"

The body of the puppet talisman exploded inch by inch from the inside out, and his clothes were completely burned. The golden light on the scattered corpses continued to strangle, and eventually they all turned into fly ash, leaving no trace.

On the right foot of the puppet talisman, a black talisman that was only about an inch in size was blasted out, like a mouse being driven out of a hole in the ground, unable to escape. On the surface of the black talisman was a crooked bloody word "soldier". It only existed for a moment, and was strangled to pieces by the golden light of Nascent Soul.

Seeing that the Nascent Soul Sword Technique he performed was effective, Liu Haiyu no longer held back.

Brush brush brush——

The sword edge was like a golden rainbow flying into the sky, swaying between the heaven and the earth. The three puppet soldiers who were rushing forward were hit by the "Nascent Soul Sword Technique" at once.

Boom boom boom——

Golden lightning flashed, and the three puppet soldiers were instantly chopped into pieces.

Bodies without souls should return to nothingness, and death may be their best destination.

A total of four puppet soldiers were killed in a row. The golden sword light on the Ruoshui sword in Liu Haiyu's hand also completely faded away. The Ruoshui sword was still blue, like the purest sapphire, noble and without a trace of impurities.

A drop of Nascent Soul essence and blood turned into the power of the four world-shaking swords.

"oops!"

Seeing this, the man on the opposite side of Qingshui couldn't help but exclaimed in distress. These eight puppet talisman soldiers were his treasure at the bottom of the box, and Liu Haiyu destroyed four of them in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Qingshui Qingshui truly understood Liu Haiyu's power. This Liu Haiyu should be the most difficult one he had ever seen among the younger generation of Qinglian Dojo. If all eight puppet talisman soldiers were killed by Liu Haiyu, he might not be Liu Haiyu's opponent based on his abilities alone.

At this time, the Qingshui people were not only a little afraid of Liu Haiyu's abilities, but also had evil thoughts in their hearts. If he could capture Liu Haiyu and refine him into a sky-sized puppet talisman, the power would be even greater than his original eight. On top of the puppet talisman soldiers.

Although some of his eight puppet talisman soldiers were already at the Yuan Soul Realm during their lifetimes, after being made into puppets, they were far from able to display the strength of their pre-birth Yuan Soul Realm cultivation because of the insufficient power of the Nascent Soul.

The refining of the puppet talisman is to bury the secret secret talisman in the body of a living person, and then use the secret soul binding method to imprison its soul. It can be said that every puppet talisman is a living dead. This is also the scary thing about puppet talisman soldiers, which are far more powerful and flexible than some ordinary puppets without any soul power. The stronger the soul power of the puppet talisman's body, the closer the puppet talisman made will be to the strength of the original body.

When the people of Qingshui saw the powerful soul power displayed by Liu Haiyu when he used the Nascent Soul Secret Technique, he decided that it was the best body for refining the puppet talisman.

"Bald head, follow me quickly and kill him!"

The man in Qingshui shouted angrily, waved the three-foot Dao sword in his hand, his wide Dao sleeves rolled up, and he swatted away like a strange black bird in the night.

When the blood monk behind him heard this, a pair of small eyes flashed with bloodlust on his face, as if the eyes of a bloody beast lurking in the dark night made people shudder.

"Old Taoist, let's kill together!"

The blood monk shouted, urging the blood evil technique he was good at. The blood-red monk's robes bulged behind him, and his two palms kept rubbing the double-eared gilt incense burner in his palms.

Immediately, a blood evil energy surged out from the incense burner in the blood monk's hand, twisting and turning into a three-foot-long red blood python. This blood python has fierce eyes and an angry mouth, as if it were a living creature. The scary thing is that there is a human face with clear facial features on the blood python's head. This man's face was distorted and he made bursts of mournful sounds, as if he came from hell.

The blood evil technique that this blood monk is good at directly seizes the blood soul of others and imprisons the soul together. The two-eared incense burner in his hand contained the blood souls of countless monks who had been slaughtered and imprisoned. It was an evil weapon with a lot of resentment.

At that time, the blood monk was just an ordinary Buddhist disciple. He practiced authentic Buddhist techniques with immeasurable merit. He was born with a powerful blood soul and practiced both spirit and body. He was somewhat famous among monks of the same level. His real name is Xue, and everyone likes to call him Monk Xue.

When Monk Xue was thirty years old, he was abducted by an evil cultivator whose cultivation level was much higher than his. But the evil cultivator didn't kill him immediately, but took a fancy to his blood soul martial arts body, and used him as a blood slave, sucking Monk Xue's blood soul every few days to practice martial arts. Monk Xue was always in pain and begging for mercy, but to no avail.

The evil cultivator practiced an extremely overbearing blood soul magic. Before the magic was fully developed, he was afraid that Monk Xue would die if he couldn't stand it. It is not easy to find a suitable blood slave like Monk Xue. Therefore, the evil cultivator deceived Monk Xue and said that as long as he practiced the blood soul technique taught by him, his pain would be alleviated. When the work is completed, Monk Xue will be released.

In order to relieve the pain, Monk Xue had no choice but to learn the blood soul magic taught by this evil cultivator. As expected, when the evil cultivator sucked the blood soul again, the pain was greatly reduced. Just before the evil cultivator was about to finish his work, he unexpectedly became obsessed when he drank the blood soul of Monk Xue for the last time. After the evil cultivator went berserk, all his powerful blood soul skills were absorbed by Monk Xue, and he finally became a human and died.

From then on, Monk Xue accidentally mastered the blood soul magic, but he became addicted to bloodthirsty and could not quit. After Monk Xue returned to Buddhism, he drank the blood souls of several evil cultivators captured by the sect. After being discovered by the sect, they were immediately expelled and treated as rebellious disciples who secretly learned evil arts and were sentenced to death.

Unwilling to be executed by the sect, Monk Xue escaped by chance. From then on, Monk Xue disappeared among the Buddhist disciples, but there was an additional blood monk on the list of evil cultivators.

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On the opposite side, Qingshui Man and Xue Monk took action together. Liu Haiyu saw clearly that he must not be surrounded and attacked by the opponent. Two evil cultivators in the middle stage of the Soul Realm, plus four puppet soldiers who are not afraid of death, will put him in trouble.

Thinking of this, Liu Haiyu did not hesitate to force out a drop of golden Nascent Soul Essence and blood again and dropped it on Ruoshui Sword.

Immediately, the golden light shone on Ruoshui Sword.

Brushing, brushing, brushing——

Four sword strikes in a row, and four golden rainbows spit out from the sword's edge.

The meaning of the sword is like water, and the golden waves are surging.

The sword's edge is like a rainbow, and the golden sun shines on the world.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the remaining four puppet talisman soldiers turned into flying ashes in the four balls of golden thunder.

After doing all this, Liu Haiyu's face turned pale, and his physical aura suddenly dropped. Obviously forcing two drops of Nascent Soul Essence and blood to unleash extreme swordsmanship was a heavy burden on him.

Seeing this, the people in Qingshui were so angry that it made their teeth itch. While slashing and killing, they cursed: "You little thief, return to your original puppet talisman."

The Dao sword in Qingshui Ren's hand was faster than the other, and harder than the other. It seemed as if every sword strike had to cut off a piece of flesh from Liu Haiyu on the opposite side in order to relieve the hatred in his heart.

Like Liu Haiyu, this Qing Shui Shui has a water-attributed martial arts body. In terms of light spiritual veins, he has eight water-attributed spiritual veins. He is also considered a genius among monks with water-attributed martial arts bodies. But compared with Liu Haiyu's ten spiritual veins with the pure Yang water attribute, they are nothing.

Liu Haiyu held a Ruoshui sword in his right hand. The sword came out like a blue dragon playing in the water, stirring up the world and neutralizing the killing moves of the people on Qingshui one by one.

The swords collided, and Qingshui Ren was a little unable to resist.