This voice was full of surprise and confusion. The existence of Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu is an extremely secret thing in the entire Blood Spirit Sacred Hall. It is absolutely unusual for Kunwu Old Devil to know it right in front of you.
"You are not Kunwu Old Devil! Who are you!"
Zhao Changzhen's voice was clearly panicking.
At this moment, the proud voice continued to sound.
"Hehe! It doesn't matter who I am, just think of me as Kunwu. Your psychic blood poison has been cultivated by you with your mana and blood. It should be quite delicious now..."
"Swallow Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu... you... you are... ah!"
As this scream sounded, the strange red light shrouding the sky over Blood Maple Valley suddenly shattered.
At this moment, the situation in the entire valley was completely visible.
In front of a Blood-Colored Ancient Hall, a thin old man in black robes sat cross-legged. The most obvious feature of this man was a large blue birthmark on his forehead, which added a sinister look to the already gray-black complexion of the old man.
In the hands of the black-robed old man, he held a colorful bead. Threads of colorful mist escaped from the bead, heading towards the Blood Hall like blue smoke.
"Ah! Don't eat me! Don't!"
The Blood Hall was not closed. In front of a Blood-Colored Statue, there was an old man in blood robes rolling on the spot. What was strange was that this man was screaming miserably while constantly eating his own body. In just a moment, large pieces of flesh and blood were ripped out of his body.
Looking at this scene, a joyful look flashed in the eyes of the old man in black robe outside the main hall. This person was none other than Kunwu. Seeing that the matter that he had been waiting so hard for Sexagenary Cycle was finally settled, a strange look appeared on his gray-black face.
"Ah!" "Ah!"
As wisps of colorful mist penetrated towards the blood-robed old man, the old man became even more crazy. The flesh and blood on his arms had been torn off by it, and he put it into his mouth to chew. A trace of blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, looking extremely terrifying.
Seeing that the aura around the blood-robed old man was getting weaker and weaker, Kunwu's eyes glowed with a strange red light, and then he raised his hand and cast a series of magic spells towards Zhao Changzhen who was trapped in the illusion.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!"
As the magic spells fell, the screams suddenly stopped, and Zhao Changzhen, who had been trapped in the illusion, completely woke up.
"Ah! You... you are... the Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu that escaped from the Holy Palace!"
Zhao Changzhen At this moment, huge waves have set off in his heart. Two hundred years ago, Blood Spirit Sacred Hall, one Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu broke through the seal and escaped. Although this Gu lost 90% Demon Power in breaking through the seal, it finally escaped due to its natural talent of concealing aura. Blood Spirit Sacred Hall The remaining monks tried to capture him, but found nothing in the end.
Unexpectedly, when Zhao Changzhen's voice fell, Kunwu's disdainful voice came out.
"Hehe! That little guy you are is very good. Its taste has always made me miss it. It's a pity that Demon Power has lost too much and has little effect on me."
The strange thing is that this sound came from the abdomen of Kunwu.
Hearing this voice, Zhao Changzhen's pupils suddenly shrank, as if he had seen something incredible, and his eyes looking towards the short old man outside the hall were filled with fear.
"You... you are the psychic... blood... gu of the Holy Palace Hall Master thousands of years ago!"
As the last word fell, the horror in Zhao Changzhen's heart was beyond words.
Thousands of years ago, Blood Spirit Sacred Hall encountered great changes. Hall Master in the Blood Spirit Palace was killed. It was rumored that Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu died together with him. Now it may not be that simple.
The weird smile on Kunwu's face became more and more obvious, and he said, "Yes or no, you can either call me Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu, or you can call me Lord Hall Master."
"Wha... what! Did your Secret Art succeed?"
Zhao Changzhen suddenly let out a scream, what he saw today was incredible and beyond his imagination.
"Hehe! The dead don't need to know so much! If it weren't for the purpose of using Secret Art to let your unhatched Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu swallow all of your Essence Blood, why would I talk so much nonsense to you! Die!"
As a sinister laughter sounded, Kunwu suddenly shot a streak of blood towards Zhao Changzhen.
"Ah!"
The blood light fell on the body, and Zhao Changzhen let out a miserable groan, and then the flesh and blood all over his body shriveled up at an extremely fast speed.
Glancing coldly at Zhao Changzhen, whose breath had completely disappeared, Kunwu stretched out an old palm toward the man's abdomen.
"Hiss!"
Accompanied by a rapid neighing sound, Kunwu's old palm opened Zhao Changzhen's abdomen and took out a bloody Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu.
This Gu looks like a silkworm, but it is covered with abdominal eyes, about three inches long, and its whole body is enveloped by a red light film.
At this moment, Kunwu's old palm was struggling violently, making a series of unwilling neighing sounds.
"What a delicious little thing! If I swallow you, I'm afraid I'll be one step closer to condensation Golden Core."
Looking at Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu, Kunwu in the palm of his hand, a wicked smile appeared on his face.
Just when he was about to swallow this Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu, Kunwu's expression suddenly changed and his body suddenly hid to the side.
But it's too late!
A huge bloody sword light had already enveloped the entire area of ten feet around him.
"Boom!"
The roar of the dragon shook the sky, and a twenty-foot-long bloody dragon swung up, enveloping endless Sword Qi and blocking all Kunwu's escape directions!
After Divine Sense overheard that Kunwu in front of him might be some kind of monster, Xu Yan did not hesitate to use the most powerful one-style kendo Divine Ability "Purple Sun Sword Art Third Form--Sword Qi Transforms into a Dragon!"
At this moment, blood clouds rolled, dazzling bloody sword light filled the sky, and the terrifying sound of breaking through the air accompanied by bursts of dragon roars completely enveloped the figure of Kunwu.
"Ah!"
A shrill scream rang out from all over. Although Kunwu hastily set up a defense Spirit Artifact at the last moment, it was torn apart by the endless Sword Qi, and holes were pierced through the body.
Under Xu Yan's deliberate sneak attack, Kunwu was completely severely damaged!
"Ah! I'm going to kill you!"
Kunwu was extremely miserable at this moment. His whole body was covered with wounds left by Sword Qi. Blood spurted out, and his whole body instantly turned into a bloody man.
I saw Kunwu trembling, opening his mouth to bite off the Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu, and chewing it quickly. As the Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu was swallowed, Kunwu's aura surged at a speed visible to the naked eye. A trace of blood lingered, making his already ferocious face even more ferocious.
"I wasted this Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu with Forbidden Technique and I'm going to swallow you!" After Spirit-Communicating Blood Gu swallowed it, Kunwu's aura reached its peak, and then flew towards Xu Yan quickly.
Looking at the figure that was getting closer and closer, Xu Yan's expression turned serious. Unexpectedly, when he was still a few feet away from him, Kunwu's body suddenly exploded, and a streak of blood shot out from his abdomen, and he quickly fled out of the valley!