My Disciples Are All Villains - 1143. Chapter 1128 The Art of Blood Sacrifice (3)

The purple energy bursting out of the holy thing was surging like a sea, and it was suppressed and gathered by the dragon-like Taixu aura. But the evil energy is too great, Duanmu is nowhere near the peak of the nine leaves. This is far beyond the strength he can bear, and it is bound to swallow him.

“No, no…no…”

Multier said three non-characters in succession, completely devoid of the demeanor of the king of a country, like a lunatic who lost his mind, flew up and punched Duanmusheng.

Don’t say it is a four-life pattern, even if it is an eight-life pattern, it is definitely not Luzhou’s opponent.

boom!

Luzhou didn’t exert any strength, and only used the Buddha’s golden body to stand in front of Duan Musheng.

The black emperor’s arms numb, and the purple-black symbols on his body begin to seep into his body. The body appeared to rot.

This is a decaying power.

“Set up fierce beasts in the Four Ways to kill wantonly in the name of the eradication plan. The purpose is to draw human essence and blood, and then use the decaying power of the raccoon power, use the holy relic to fuse the essence and blood and evil spirits, and use Lu Wu to command the group. Beasts, gather in Jianbei, and then practice the immortal. Good means.” Lu Zhou said.

“Hehe…hehe…”

The Black Emperor lost his reason, his tone was full of unwillingness, and his eyes were hot and staring at Duan Musheng in the sky.

At this time, Ning Wanqing said:

“The ancient blood sacrifice technique used heaven and earth as a furnace, human blood and animal blood as sacrifice, evil spirits as supplements, and holy relics as a guide to practice the immortal body. Black King, Black King, in order to prepare for the blood sacrifice technique. , I have made a lot of preparations. This raccoon force alone comes from an unknown place. There is no formation and rune channel left by the sages. I am afraid that it is impossible. No wonder Dayuan pays so much attention to the training of runes. It’s the Fushu Academy.”

The golden light on Lu Zhou dissipated, and the ten-minute period was over, but some merit points were accumulated in the previous round. The big deal is to reunite again, so there is no need to worry. Besides, Fan Ruozhi is dead, and the Black Emperor has fallen to a four-life rating, so he can’t use the bottom card.

“The art of blood sacrifice?” Lu Zhou looked at Ning Wanqing.

Ning Wanqing explained:

“My understanding of this technique is also limited to the surface. This technique allows practitioners to break away from the limits of fate and have the power of degeneration. Since ancient times, human practice has been to change one’s fate against the sky, constantly creating lifespan and vitality, and breaking the limit. Break the shackles and form a fate; many powerful beasts are not restricted by this.”

Lu Zhou said: “Beyond the limit of fate and life, you are also free from the shackles of heaven and earth. What a great blood sacrifice technique.”

To put it bluntly, isn’t it just unwilling to be a man?

The Black Emperor Moulte stared at Duanmusheng intently.

“Humans are the primates of all things after all… In practice, no animal, including plants, can be compared with humans, but those animals and plants have a lifespan that far exceeds that of humans. A small mortal tree has a life span of a hundred years and a thousand years, and even turtles are kings. It can live for thousands of years. Humans can surpass them in a short time. If there is no life limit, the universe would have been ruled by humans. Everything in the world is conserved. The rules left by God are not unreasonable.” Ning Wanqing said.

“what–”

Duanmusheng let out a painful voice.

The raging virulent aura and evil spirits afflicted him with neither humans nor ghosts.

Upon seeing this, Murter said:

“He can’t do it… he can’t do it. Too virtual seed can’t hold it down, can’t hold it down…”

boom!

He suddenly jumped up and flew towards Duanmusheng again.

The strong light bursts out of the Pluto ring in his hand, making his impact reach the strongest.

“Tai Xu seeds, Tai Xu seeds…” The Black Emperor had only Tai Xu seeds in his eyes.

However, it is not yet mid-air.

A golden palm print slammed past and fell heavily on his chest.

boom!

From top to bottom, hit the ground.

I don’t know when, Lu Zhou has already appeared in the sky, looking at Murte who was smashed into the humanoid pit with satisfaction, put his palms away, and said: “The old man gave you the Pluto ring, but you used it to fight against the old man?”

puff.

Hei Dynasty vomited blood, and the purple and black symbols on his body rotted further.

This is really mine!

He was so painful that he was too lazy to explain.

Without completing the art of the blood sacrifice, the pain of backlash was also unbearable.

The second Luzhou guide sword, the unnamed sword is like the undamaged Jianbeiguan.

“You can’t kill me!?” Multier returned to light and suddenly became sober, “If I die, he will die!”

Lu Zhou spread his five fingers, and the unnamed sword hovered in his palm, pushing forward without stopping.

The unnamed sword flew across a stream of light and flew towards Murter, halfway through, transforming into two, transforming into four…

Thousands of sword gangs passed through his chest like a dragon.

[Ding, kill the three life grid, get 12000 points of merit. 】

[Ding, kill a target, get 3,500 merits, and 1500 merits from the boundary. 】

The Black Emperor Multier was breathless.

The color of purple and black, like a curl of green smoke, rose slowly into the air, and quickly turned into withered bones.

The Pluto ring on the finger cracked with a crisp sound.

…

Lu Zhou had no sympathy at all, watching

Ning Wanqing sighed and shook his head.

He couldn’t see it, but he could feel that Multier was dead and breathless.

While in doubt, a whistling sound came from my ear.

Ning Wanqing’s heart moved: “Pavilion Master Lu?”

“The dust returns to the dust to return to the earth, lest the witchcraft becomes a demon again, the old man gave him simply.” Lu Zhou retracted the unnamed sword and turned back to look at Duan Musheng.

Duan Musheng’s expression became more and more painful.

The Taixu seed in front of him continued to explode with a monstrous aura, gathering all the purple gas released by Lili.

Like a tornado on the sea, vortices converge.

Wow————

The bodies floating in the sky landed one after another.

Those corpses were all shriveled and skinny.

The fierce beast is no exception.

Duan Musheng suddenly roared, and the veins burst out all over his body… There was an explosion at any time.

Lu Zhou frowned slightly.

Launch a blue lotus.

The healing magical powers of the heavenly book floated to Duan Musheng’s body, blooming in full bloom. Surging vitality and those declining forces compete with each other. The Taixu seeds flew back to the Dantian Qi Sea, and under the suppression of the blue lotus, the purple qi in the sky calmed down.

Duanmusheng returned to calm.

He was still in a comatose state, suspended in the air.

At this time, Duanmusheng’s eyes suddenly opened.

There was this green light in his eyes, and the breath of too weak overflowed from the seven orifices, and the blood vessels in the corner of his eyes seemed to burst, but under the suppression of the breath of too weak, it gradually calmed down.

Duanmusheng panted.

The eyes are covered by the cyan breath.

But Luzhou saw a rapid decline in loyalty…

“Duanmusheng!” Lu Zhou sounded like thunder.

Duan Musheng’s body trembled violently, and he took a few steps back.

Loyalty rises for a while, then falls…

He is struggling!

“what–”

Duanmusheng let out a scream.

The arms stretched out, the blood vessels on his body were clearly visible, the hair was loose, dancing with the wind.

call!

The Overlord Spear flew from nowhere and fell into his palm.

Suddenly the purple air was like a dragon, surrounding the Overlord Spear…

The breath of Taixu intertwined with the purple energy.

Duan Musheng went mad and swooped down. The target was Ning Wanqing.

Gun Gang blooms.

Open and close, every shot has the potential to sweep the world.

Ning Wanqing backed away in the air, slapped his palm prints to block it.

“Duan Musheng! What are you doing?” Ning Wan was worried.

He could clearly feel that Duanmusheng was reborn, and strength, speed and explosiveness were all different.

Lu Zhou frowned.

Bang bang bang!

The gun gun poked.

That declining power surrounds the whole body.

Ning Wanqing did not hurt him as much as possible, and easily resolved his guns.

The remnants of fierce beasts in all directions retreated one after another.

When they saw the green light and purple air like two dragons entwined, they only tremble.

Duan Musheng’s offense became more and more fierce.

Ning Wan immediately shouted: “Offended.”

Take it out with one palm.

boom!

Hit the barrel of the Overlord.

The barrel of the gun fell back and hit Zhong Duan Musheng’s chest.

His arms were numb, and he flew after volley.

Upon seeing this, Lu Zhou grabbed his five fingers, and the Motuo mudra flew out.

“Duan Musheng!”

This shout again calmed Duanmusheng for a few seconds.

The Motuo mudra hits smoothly and jammed his body.

Lu Zhou stood up, came to him, carefully observed…

Duan Musheng endured the erosion of the purple gas, holding his head in both hands, as if it would explode at any time.

“Master…Master…I…I…Ah! Get out!”

The Overlord Spear took the initiative to spin, bang bang bang… poke towards the handprint of the Magic Tuo.

Bang bang bang!

The power of the gun gang is not enough to get rid of the fingerprints.

Ning Wanqing also had a solemn expression, and said, “The evil spirit enters his body. Mr. San, I’m afraid…into the devil.”