Chapter 484 Chapter 484 Awakening Five (Monthly Ticket +19, 4 Chapters Left!)

Chapter 484 Chapter 484 Awakening Five (Monthly ticket +19, 4 chapters left!)

"Nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world, I hope so." Zhang Rongfang sighed. "It's hard to find immortality, and it's hard to find life. I'm just worried about getting lost"

He knew all too well how powerful the great pleasure brought by sucking blood was.

Looking at the red-clothed Taoist just now, he was faintly addicted to this feeling and couldn't extricate himself.

"If you are obsessed with yourself and kill innocent people indiscriminately, why don't you execute them yourself?" Daoist Hongxian had completely recovered his appearance in his prime at this time, he looked like a strong man with a handsome face and broad bones.

"Yes." Zhang Rongfang thought for a while, then nodded slightly.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly his dark vision moved, and he saw a scene in the distance.

"That is.!?"

He frowned unconsciously, and his eyes were fixed, as if he saw something extremely troublesome.

In the center of the county seat that was burning with fire, a monk in red with a bald head looked at the boy kneeling in front of him with pity.

The boy's body was covered with blood, and he was already weak and weak.

But at this time, relying on perseverance, he insisted on kneeling in front of the monk.

"Pray for Master's Mercy"

He kowtowed heavily.

Under the reflection of the fire, his forehead was all red, and he couldn't tell whether it was the blood on the ground or his own blood.

Behind the boy lay a petite girl who was about to lose her breath.

"Alas," the monk sighed, and suddenly a little bit of emotion surged in his heart.

He suddenly felt that he could save them.

Thinking of this, he instinctively stepped forward and stretched out his hand, imitating the scene when Zhang Rongfang bestowed blood back then.

hiss.

A drop of blood oozed from his fingertips, and slowly dripped into a hideous wound on the girl's face.

Soon, in less than ten seconds, the girl moved slightly, and her flesh and blood began to shrink slowly, becoming thinner, but the injuries on her body healed quickly.

Swish!

Her eyes opened suddenly, and there was a faint blood red inside.

"Blood" let out a deep thirst from the girl's throat.

"Amitabha no. Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable," the red-clothed monk showed a slight smile on his face.

The top of the Taoist temple in the distance.

Zhang Rongfang was silent.

The blood he released could actually create new blood.

Strong resilience, superb speed and physique, the more blood-sucking the stronger, all of these correspond to blood zombies.

'It seems that I underestimated the special talent of this blood ancestor.'

"Someone is coming! The Lord of the Temple!" Suddenly, Taoist Hongxian behind him said.

"Huh?" Zhang Rongfang raised his eyes and looked in the other direction.

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The fire engulfed surrounding buildings.

On the central square in the county town.

A tall, burly and strong body was laughing wildly, rushing forward, killing wantonly among the red scarf thugs.

He is three meters tall, and his whole body is covered with blood vessel lines after multiple limit states have been activated. Countless muscle blocks are like living things, constantly swimming on his body surface.

This is one of the four people in the Human Immortal Temple who failed to challenge the Grandmaster, apart from Daoist Kai Hongxian—Kong De, the Overturning Palm.

A series of figures were randomly slapped by him, and they broke their spines and flew out.

From time to time, a spiritual thread exploded and pierced his body, but he was caught by it soon and he sucked blood, recovering as before.

The besieging red scarf thugs rushed up from all around without fear of death. Before the number of Red Turban soldiers was exhausted, the two sides showed a strange balance.

Kong De laughed, his blood sucking has raised his body to the limit of the limit, and now ordinary weapons can only leave some white marks on his body.

Non-high-quality masters can't even break the defense.

This kind of unscrupulous fighting made him completely vent out decades of accumulated emotions.

Seeing that they were about to break through the blockade, the group of mysterious black cloaks rushed towards the center of the county town.

Suddenly, a figure flew towards him in the distance, pierced through the crowd like lightning, and slapped Kongde's chest.

'not good! ’ Kongde was shocked and wanted to dodge, but the direction he dodged was also counted by the opponent.

He moves, and the opponent's palm also moves.

The two seem to be well coordinated, and they move in one direction at the same time.

Boom! ! !

With a bang.

A blood hole exploded in Kongde's chest, and he was pierced directly, and he could even see the fire behind him.

His body froze in place, unable to move.

"Sankong master? Where did he come from?" At this time, the person who made the shot showed his figure, and suddenly it was Zhou Yitang, the leader of Mingshen who had just received the news.

He frowned, and heard screams in the distance, knowing that there were other masters targeting the Red Scarf Army.

"Evacuate immediately, I'll deal with it!" He turned his head and shouted to the transformation troop in a pitch-black cloak.

"Teacher, be careful!!" Unexpectedly, someone from the conversion team exclaimed.

Zhou Yitang's complexion changed slightly, and he moved his feet to the left, avoiding a sharp claw behind him that was grabbing his vest.

He quickly distanced himself and looked again.

However, Kong De, who had just been pierced through the chest by him, had recovered to his original state!

He was holding a struggling red scarf thug in his arms, wantonly absorbing its blood.

The thugs visibly thinned out. And Kong De also recovered all the injuries visible to the naked eye.

"It's amazing! There is a master behind the scenes." Kong De licked his lips.

He was only one step away from becoming a master. Now facing the real master, the unwillingness, envy, jealousy, and an inexplicable unfair anger all surged up in layers.

"But it doesn't matter. Now that I have set foot on the fairy road, I can harvest the vitality of all things and gather the good fortune of the world! I don't believe I can't beat you!!"

Suddenly the ground cracked.

Kong De laughed wildly and rushed towards Zhou Yitang.

"What about the master!? I am the spirit of all things, the immortal way of all beings!!!"

On the roof in the distance.

Zhang Rong looked calm and watched the battle from a distance.

"Konde is no match for that man." After watching for a few seconds, he came to a conclusion.

"It's indeed a lot worse. Kong De is much weaker when it comes to defending against the enemy first. Although his body has improved a lot because of the immortal way, the opponent hasn't used the final form yet." Taoist Hong Xian nodded in agreement.

"Let fellow Taoist Tong Fei take a trip. You also go together, the three of us work together, and we should be able to take it down." Zhang Rongfang said.

"Alright." Daoist Hongxian smiled, took a step forward, jumped, and glides down from the roof like a giant eagle, rushing towards the battlefield in the distance.

Leaving Zhang Rongfang and Taoist Linggui standing in place.

Looking at the other two who joined soon, the three surrounded and killed the Grandmaster of the Red Scarf Army.

What Zhang Rongfang thinks in his heart is not the joy after solving the resource dilemma. It's that these blood descendants released by him are now spreading, and almost all of them have the means to restrain worshiping gods.

Now it may be considered as a different kind of worship for the time being, and no distinction is made.

But once it is discovered in the future, the forces of gods and Buddhas will never allow such forces to develop on a large scale.

"Is this world too dark, or is there no room for resistance?" Suddenly, Zhang Rongfang sighed.

"Why is the Lord worried? You just lead them into the immortal way, but you are not their absolute leader. Anything they do afterward has nothing to do with you. Good and evil are in his heart, not in yours." Taoist Spirit Turtle seemed to understand his point Concerned, smiled and comforted.

Zhang Rongfang thought for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Indeed."

"That's right. They respect you only because you have shown them the grace of regeneration. But that's all. You can't absolutely control what they do or don't do." Taoist Linggui laughed.

"It makes sense." Zhang Rongfang understood what he meant.

In order to cope with the predicament, he created so many blood descendants in one brain, but he did not have the ability to absolutely control these blood descendants outside a certain range.

Moreover, the vast majority of these people have no concept of good and evil, and many of them even carry the previous bloody crimes on their backs, with violent and extreme temperaments. You can also create new lower-level blood descendants at will.

At this time, the fight between the three people in the distance and Zhou Yitang has reached a critical moment.

No one around could get close to the four-person battle group, and the four phantoms quickly staggered and collided.

Zhou Yitang's palms were as fast as lightning, and he didn't make a sharp and weird cry, but in conjunction with the call, his movement speed would also suddenly increase for a short period of time.

At this time, he had already activated the limit state, his shirt was torn apart, and bloody mouths on his body continued to emerge and healed.

'Where did these people come from! ? Why have I never seen you guys! ? '

There was deep doubt in his eyes.

It is impossible for super masters to be unknown, not to mention that here is not one or two, but a group.

He is even a master of Sankong Extreme.

but now.

"You don't even need the final form, how can you look down on us?" Taoist Hong Xian smiled. "Forget it, the viewer is still watching the battle, so let's make a quick decision."

Among the three, he was the strongest. Once he made up his mind at this moment, strands of invisible python-like muscles swelled, spread, and emerged from his body.

"Fellow daoists, please join hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man leaped out and rushed towards Zhou Yitang.

The other two shouted at the same time, and moved together from both sides, attacking different positions of Zhou Yitang.

Three people, three top Sankong who failed to break through the grandmaster, or semi-grandmaster.

Except for the final ceremony, they also have what the other masters have.

At this time, they made a joint attack, and together with the increased physical fitness of the blood descendants, they exploded together.

For a moment, three straight lines appeared on the street, formed by footprints trampling on the ground and blasting deep pits.

Bang bang bang bang! ! !

In an instant, three figures bumped into Zhou Yitang's side at the same time.

The sound of fighting, which was as dense as popping beans and firecrackers, exploded at once.

Zhou Yitang barely parried the attacks of the two, but the third person's moves could not keep up anyway.

He was hit in the chest several times in a row, spitting blood from the mouth and kept retreating.

"You are looking for death!!" Finally, he roared wildly, and his body began to change rapidly.

"Final Form Thunder Beast!!"

In an instant, his hair grew long, the fingernails of his fingers turned black and pointed, and layers of gray-white armor grew on his arms, like gauntlets.

A distorted muscle pattern resembling a human face grew in the middle of the chest.

ah! ! !

Suddenly, the face on the chest opened its mouth and roared.

A vibrating sound that made one's scalp tingle exploded from his mouth, like water waves, spreading and amplifying round and round until far away.

The three besieged people felt as if they were struck by lightning at the same time, and their bodies became limp and weak.

At this moment, three figures of Zhou Yitang appeared in front of the three of them at the same time. He seemed to be divided into three, and he moved at the same time, hitting the hearts of the three.

Bang bang bang! !

Three explosions sounded, and the three of them flew out backwards and crashed into the houses behind.

Zhou Yitang stepped forward, knowing that the blow just now was not enough to kill the three of them, so he rushed towards the most hated Daoist Hong Xian.

"Feel the power of Narugami!!" He roared angrily.

Bow down, step on the ground, and rush forward.

The wall of the blocking house exploded like tofu in front of him, revealing the figure of Taoist Hongxian who had fallen on the ground and hadn't gotten up yet.

"Death!!" Zhou Yitang hit the opponent's head with a palm.

The blow unleashed all his speed. The surrounding time seemed to slow down, and everything slowed down to a nearly static state.

He was the only one still sprinting forward like a sharp arrow.

"Death, death, death, death, death!!!"

The huge sound wave in his mouth was like an echo, constantly vibrating around.

The palm of the hand is also like lightning, with a white air column, palm forward.

Swish!

At this moment, a figure in a black cloak suddenly appeared in front of him.

Raise your hands, palm to palm!

'Thunderbolt Destiny Jue--The Jade Brightness of Heaven! ! ’ Zhou Yitang was startled, his eyes showed cruelty, and he superimposed the limit-breaking skills in the final form, and hit the opponent with all his strength.

when! ! !

This palm slammed into the palm of the visitor's left hand, causing waves of pure white air to explode.

The special concussion power that belongs to the final pose and the limit-breaking technique is divided into more than ten kinds of different forces, pouring into the opponent's palm, but they all disappear like mud cows into the sea.

"We are both Taoists, you have gone astray." Zhang Rongfang stared at Zhou Yitang with an inexplicable look.