Chapter 488 Seven-Day Blood Curse

At this time, Yue Hongling was basically in a state of explosive growth.

It's funny to say that the reason for the explosive growth is not the swordsman's fighting spirit in the face of powerful enemies, but the feeling that he can't be a burden to the little man.

From the corner of her eye, she could catch a glimpse of Zhao Changhe slashing at Aotou. He was obviously not affected by the halo of the sea of ​​blood, but seemed to have some bonus. With one strike, although it seemed that it could not break through the defense, it accurately interfered with the opponent's connection between heaven and earth - or the connection with the environment.

This is Zhao Changhe's first level of secret understanding, and it fits him very well. Originally, the blood wave spreading was not only the effect of causing Yue Hongling's energy and blood to be disordered, but the blood evil was like a knife, capable of cutting into pieces the lives within the range. But Zhao Changhe pulled the knife and stopped the bleeding. The evil energy around him was calm and suppressed by his knife.

Blood Man Shan He VS Blood Man Shan He both focused on the brutality and evil spirit of blood. Xue Ao, who was restrained by the corpse demon, had never played with Zhao Changhe. The effect of absorbing flesh and blood nutrients and restoring supplies was no longer good. The eyelids were slightly injured by Yue Hongling before, and they were still bleeding.

But Zhao Changhe still frowned, not satisfied with his aggressiveness. This sword only limited the external environment of Xue Ao, but it did not break the defense itself, and the effect was very unsatisfactory.

In any case, Zhao Changhe has achieved his role, but she, Yue Hongling, has not played any role... How long will she be his guide before she becomes a burden to him?

It is unbearable!

The heroine, who felt that half of the meaning of her existence had been lost, couldn't stand it from the bottom of her heart. This thrust of the sword really felt like the tug of the changing sky. It seemed as if with this sword, the sun set in the west and just fell on the top of the mountain.

Although it is not enough to break through the big hurdle before the battle, this sword is indeed infinitely close to the level that the second level secret treasure should have. It hurt not only the body, but also the spiritual platform.

The sharp sword energy penetrated into the forehead, Xue Ao screamed in pain, and there was a flaw in the spiritual platform that was not tightly integrated with the body.

The corpse demon was overjoyed, and a wisp of black energy seeped out from the Gu insect and penetrated into the wound.

It was great, but Yue Hongling was in tragedy. At the moment when she lost the control of the corpse demon, waves of blood surged out from Xueyao's mouth. Yue Hongling was so close that she couldn't avoid it. She was hit hard on her body, and her whole body felt like it was broken. It was thrown back like a string kite, and blood spread all over the sky.

"Fuck!" Zhao Changhe's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to leap out to respond when suddenly a huge force hit him. He himself couldn't stand up and staggered several steps before he could stand still.

Looking up, the blood turtle was shaking wildly, its four legs completely leaving the blood pool at the bottom, stepping onto the ground, and rushing around wildly.

The mountains shook violently, and the ground shook.

Deep inside the spiritual platform, two souls were fighting for control of Xue Ao's body, and they were already fighting like crazy.

The body of Xue Ao rushes around completely unconsciously, instinctively tearing apart all life that can be seen, and filling the desire to fill the missing flesh and blood!

"Boom!" Xue Ao slammed into Zhao Changhe. Zhao Changhe jumped over in the air and narrowly avoided the collision. Xue Ao hit the rock beside the pool, and the huge rock smashed into pieces like tofu.

"Bang!" Yue Hongling, who had been knocked away before, just landed on the ground. Just when she raised her head, she saw Xue Ao sprinting towards him.

Yue Hongling's energy and blood were weak for a moment, her insides were surging, and even the corners of her mouth were bleeding. How to dodge this rush?

Zhao Changhe suddenly passed by, picked up Yue Hongling and swept out. Xue Ao just happened to rush by, and the air wave caused the two of them to roll on the ground several times, and narrowly hit the boulder on the edge of the cliff. Zhao Changhe was hit so hard that he could not hold Yue Hongling, and the two of them each spat out a mouthful of blood, which was scattered on both sides. .

The corpse demon's thoughts were conveyed in the void, echoing with the waves of blood: "That knife that struck the sky spirit just now, do it again! As long as I can hurt its heaven spirit cap and break its heaven and earth roots, I can drive this guy out completely ! Don’t worry, this Ao won’t back down if I keep trying!”

Zhao Changhe looked up and saw the crazy body of Xueyao rushing out of the mountain again.

There are countless Ling people and Xia people fighting outside the mountain! Seeing Xue Ao rushing towards them, a group of people were stunned.

How many people would die if they were run over by this heavy tank?

Yue Hongling endured the severe pain as if her bones were falling apart, leaped up and landed on Aotou. Just as she was about to stab down with her sword, Xue Ao shook her wildly and threw her down again.

Zhao Changhe took over, looking for the gap where Xue Ao's new strength had not yet developed, and tried his best to cut Ao's head with a single blow.

The blood wave was broken, and the sword cut on the head of the turtle, breaking open the scalp, but there was nothing that could be done with the bones.

Not enough...not enough output...

Zhao Changhe pinched the folds of his head tightly, trying hard not to be thrown out amidst the violent jolts. His eyes fell on the cut flesh, and he could vaguely see a gap where the skull was connected.

If you want to break in, you can do it. If Yue Hongling is not injured, it is probably possible.

But he can't... This requires gathering all the power into one point, but his sword energy aggregation cannot be so extreme, it is too rough.

If you want to be so subtle and extremely sharp, you must reach the second stage of the Blood Shura Body.

Li Shentong has already pointed out that body training has a targeted direction. The second stage of the Blood Shura Body is aimed at this stage, and this is what Zhao Changhe does when practicing swordsmanship. All the prerequisites have been completed, the sword intention has been sharpened, and the Juntian blood jade has been transformed. Everything is ready. All that is needed is a sharp blade grass to guide its sharp sword intention to sharpen the energy and blood...

There are also pills containing sharp blade grass, but I just don’t dare to take them.

Looking up at the crowd running around in front of him in a daze, and Sisi rushing over like crazy... Zhao Changhe's eyes flashed with madness.

This sharp sword pill... If you eat it, you may be tortured, but there is a glimmer of hope.

If you don't eat it, you will die. The spirit race will collapse, and even Hongling will not survive...

There is no need to choose at all. Zhao Changhe suddenly took out the pill and swallowed it into his mouth.

Yue Hongling rushed over from behind with all her strength. When she looked up, she lost her voice and said, "You don't want to die!"

Zhao Changhe panted and whispered, "There is only one step left. How can I give up so easily?"

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" Thousands of sword qi in his body burst out violently, and countless sword qi penetrated his body. In just a moment, Zhao Changhe turned into a bloody man with sword holes all over his body.

Zhao Changhe roared in pain and grabbed the folds of Ao Shou tightly.

Sisi felt her heart being hit by a heavy hammer while flying wildly, and she almost fell down.

On the holy mountain and in the plains, countless people stared in amazement. They didn't even know why this foreign man was fighting so hard for them.

Some of the Xia soldiers and horses brought in by Sisi from the outside world were discussing: "Is that the turtle's head... Blood Shura Zhao Changhe?"

"It should be, that broadsword, that scar... But at this moment, I almost couldn't recognize it, it was all blood."

"Isn't it more Blood Shura at this moment..."

"Is this Shura? This is a god and a demon! Is this something a human can bear? He even has the strength to fight!"

Zhao Changhe couldn't see the reactions of Yue Hongling and Sisi, let alone hear the exclamations of others. The pain of being pierced by thousands of swords had completely made him lose all other thoughts. Only one obsession echoed in his mind: This is body forging. It was also painful to soak in medicine to forge the body before, but this time, more ingredients were added.

Ignore these violent sword qi, find the medicinal properties of the sharp blade grass, lead the sword qi to melt into the qi and blood, guide the energy in the flesh and blood, and forge it into thousands of sharp threads. The rushing river is full of sword qi, and this body is formed.

Juntian Blood Jade has laid a solid foundation, and I can do it...

As long as I endure the pain and don't interfere with my thinking... But... It's so difficult... Zhao Changhe's mind is a little confused, and all he sees is a bloody piece. He just grits his teeth and holds on.

Just hold on!

At this moment, the pain suddenly eased.

Zhao Changhe looked inward in astonishment. It was not that the pain was relieved, but that the energy in his body was reduced by half, and the raging sword qi was also weakened by half. He could bear it purely with his body.

What's going on? Who is so kind that he temporarily reduced the difficulty of Lingchi from hell to a common cold for me?

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The distant Wushan Mountain.

Since the appearance of the Blood Turtle, the Blood God array in the secret cave has been shaking wildly, as if it has found its relevant bloodline response and is responding.

Xue Canghai led the crowd to suppress it with sweat on his forehead. All the Blood God believers could not judge what happened to the holy object. They could only suppress it tightly, otherwise Wushan would be overturned.

Just when he was having a headache, a believer came hurriedly outside and reported anxiously: "Master, Master! Someone is worshipping the mountain, very arrogant."

A clear voice spread throughout the mountains: "Where is Xue Canghai? Langya Wangdaozhong is worshipping the mountain!"

Xue Canghai was angry and anxious. The holy object was out of control, and he was in a state of panic. The main force was in Xiangyang, and there were not many people on Wushan. The powerful enemy came at this time. Is the Blood God Cult going to be destroyed here?

Before he could figure out the clue, the guards outside screamed and were kicked away one by one by Wangdaozhong.

Wang Daozhong walked in with his hands behind his back, looked up at the formation, and said with a smile: "What a coincidence, you guys are in trouble? Well, this is not my fault, it's just a coincidence, don't stare at me like that."

Xue Canghai said coldly: "What are you doing here, Mr. Wang?"

Wang Daozhong said: "This is the foundation of Zhao Changhe's practice... My Wang family wants this thing, let Zhao Changhe come to Langya to get it if he has the ability."

"Fuck you!" Zhuque didn't dare to snatch the holy object, how much does Wang Daozhong count as? Xue Canghai was furious, and the Blood God Sword flew out: "We will die together!"

"We will die together, are you worthy?" Wang Daozhong smiled and looked at Xue Canghai, who was weak in blood and qi, and stabbed with a sword casually.

Just at this moment, Wang Daozhong's expression changed drastically.

The blood in his body surged, his internal organs were stirred, and he almost twitched in pain. His true qi was also scattered, and he was extremely weak.

How could he have the strength to go out with that sword?

The Blood God's Knife chopped off his sword, and Xue Canghai was stunned for a moment, then he was ecstatic: "What idiot is pretending here? Die!"

"Bang!" Wang Daozhong tried to gather the last bit of strength, slapped Xue Canghai's knife with a palm, and staggered away.

He was puzzled: "Who poisoned me?"

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In Miaojiang, in front of Lei Zhentang's bed, Lei Zhentang put on his clothes and chanted a spell with great effort. In front of him was a straw man with red paper on it, with the words Wang Daozhong and his birth date written on it. The straw man was smeared with blood left by Zhao Changhe in the lake. The curse lasted for seven days and finally took effect.

At the same time, Zhao Changhe and Wang Daozhong shared the damage, and the energy in their bodies was almost consumed at the same time.

Zhao Changhe, who took the Sisi preventive medicine, was slightly better, but his energy was weakened, and his body was not hurt. Wang Daozhong's internal organs were burning, and he coughed up blood while fleeing thousands of miles in the pursuit of the Blood God cultists, heading straight to the southwest.