I traveled through time and space, and I exchanged my life for krypton

"Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Wei has already broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, so our chances of defeating this demon will be even greater," Bu Wenzhi said happily.

I feel very familiar with Wei Zhong's behavior of hiding his cultivation. Once upon a time, he also tried to be safe and always hide a layer above his cultivation.

But as he entered the Nascent Soul, his cultivation progress became slower and slower, and it was inconvenient to hide.

Wang Qianxi was also a little surprised that this casual cultivator with mediocre qualifications at the beginning could actually make some progress after entering Nascent Soul.

'Could it be that the "Five Elements Seed Spirit Method" was used? ’

There was no time to think too much, because Wei Zhong in front of him had already leaped out and headed straight for the Blood Demon.

"Two fellow Taoists, you should be surprised again after taking down this blood demon."

Before he finished speaking, Wei Zhong's figure turned into a silver lightning and disappeared, leaving only an afterimage.

Seeing that Wei Zhong dared to attack, the blood demon quickly waved the blood bell in his hand.

Wei Zhong's thunder light turned and changed direction.

But this evasive gesture failed to escape the influence of the bell.

The blood demon learned a lesson and did not take the initiative to attack Wei Zhong at close range again. Instead, with a wave of his hand, a rain of blood covered Wei Zhong's entire body.

When the raindrops fell, they did not fall to the ground. Instead, they stopped and floated in the air, gradually turning into a ball of blood-colored water that enveloped Wei Zhong.

Wei Zhong suddenly shuddered and woke up.

The golden and silver lightning flashed in his hand, constantly colliding with the rain of blood around him, making a sizzling sound and emitting a pungent stench at the same time.

When he was able to break free from the blood ball, he found that the blood demon had gone straight to where Wang Qianxi and Bu Wenzhi were.

Bu Wenzhi is quite mature, and at first glance he is someone who is not easy to mess with. The Blood Demon had his sights set on Wang Qianxi from the very beginning.

The bell rang again, and the two fell into a brief moment of silence.

The bloody claws went straight to Wang Qianxi's back. This time, the blood magic power must be safe.

To his delight, the female cultivator did not have the keen spiritual sense of the male cultivator, and she only woke up when her claws pierced the skin.

And without any physical training, the resistance was not fierce.

When Wang Qianxi was in chaos, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her back and knew that she had been possessed by the demon clan.

The spiritual power circulates at high speed, and a river map rises from the robe. On it is a picture of the Ling River, with a boat floating in the river, and the boatman at the stern sliding the boat forward with a bamboo oar in his hand.

When Wang Qianxi's spiritual power was injected into it, the river map suddenly came to life.

The boatman raised his head, as if his sight penetrated the outside world. He raised the oar in his hand and slapped the claws of the Blood Demon.

A branch of green spiritual bamboo suddenly extended from the picture.

"Crack!"

Like a bamboo stick hitting the palm, the blood demon retreated in pain.

Wang Qianxi turned around and held a green bamboo stick in her hand. There were even some green leaves on the bamboo stick.

Ignoring the injury on his back, he kept moving and waving the bamboo stick.

"Pah, pah..."

The sound kept ringing.

Wei Zhong looked at this scene in surprise.

Obviously the bamboo strips were not that thick, and Wang Qianxi had no power at all when she swung them, but every time the blood demon received a blow, it looked like it was suffering great pain, and it was difficult to control itself.

In a short period of time, he was whipped seven or eight times.

Then he roared unwillingly, and the demonic energy overflowed and retreated hundreds of feet.

‘Divine consciousness magic weapon? ’

As soon as the blood demon retreated, Wang Qianxi stopped and mobilized all her spiritual power towards her back. However, the spiritual power at the middle level of Nascent Soul had little effect on the remaining black and red demon blood behind her.

There was no time to help him treat his injuries. The moment Wang Qianxi's counterattack ended, Bu Wenzhi had already woken up and rushed to the place of the demon shadow with Wei Zhong.

He waved his hand and threw out a formation disk, which instantly connected the heaven and earth above and below. A powerful suppressive force emerged here, causing the blood demon to stop moving, with a look of pain on his face, as if he had been crushed by endless power.

With a flash of golden light in Wei Zhong's hand, the Golden Thunder Sword soared into the sky, carrying the golden divine thunder, and fell from the sky again, passing through the blood demon's body.

The latter roared in pain, then turned into a ball of blood and dissipated, then condensed into a solid body a hundred feet away.

Compared with before, his momentum was sluggish, and he was even more embarrassed than when he had just traveled through the space passage to this place.

With hatred in his eyes, he looked at Wei Zhong and the fifth-level magic circle that stretched for dozens of miles behind him.

It turns out that he holds the soul-stirring blood bell, so escaping from here should be foolproof.

Wang Qianxi, Bu Wenzhi and others have no means to stop him.

However, there happened to be Wei Zhong, a being who integrated both offense and defense, and whose spiritual sense was extremely sharp. The blood bell had little effect on him.

Coupled with the obstruction of the magic circle from the outside world, it did not leave enough time to break the formation, so it could only stay near the devil's abyss and fight with the three people.

‘It’s really unlucky! ’

…

No matter how much mental activity Wei Zhong had in his heart, Wang Qianxi was already approaching.

Bu Wenzhi turned around and asked:

"Does Qianxi need some time to rest?"

The latter slowly shook his head, as if he was planning to take down this demon despite his injuries.

Pain appeared on his face from time to time. This demon blood was more troublesome than Wang Qianxi imagined.

Recalling Wei Zhong's easy response at the beginning, he felt a little regretful that he didn't practice the family's body training method.

"Go all out and take down this demon!"

After Wei Zhongyan said this, he took out the colorful golden bamboo umbrella, and the dazzling evil-proofing thunder flashed from the treasure fan and spread outward for several miles.

At the same time, he waved his left hand, and endless black flames filled the thunder and lightning space.

The "Thunder Fire Barrier" opened again with the support of Wei Zhong's powerful spiritual power.

The rapidly spreading thunder and lightning and flames enveloped the two people around them, and also swept up the demonic shadow not far away.

He also wanted to cast a spell to escape, but the continuous flames and thunder were like a countercurrent, rushing towards the core where the three of them were.

Bu Wenzhi caught a glimpse of the precious umbrella in Wei Zhong's hand and the black flames emerging from the sky, and said in admiration:

"No wonder Fellow Daoist Wei has the ability to repel Yu Si. The power of this barrier makes it difficult for me to break free even if I want to."

Wang Qianxi also felt nervous, secretly frightened by the golden thunder and black fire floating in the air.

Wei Zhong smiled softly, without saying anything. He raised his right hand and slowly grasped it, forming a big hand of thunder and fire in the barrier, directly grabbing the blood demon.

The blood demon was busy dealing with the thunder and fire around him, and did not notice the incoming thunder and fire hand at all.

By the time it stood out from the numerous suspended golden thunders and black fires, the Blood Demon's action was already too late.

Being captured directly in the palm of his hand, dense thunder and lightning intertwined with flames, pouring into the blood demon's body, as if to wash away the blood-colored demonic energy.

The latter made sounds of extreme pain and struggled but with little success.

The demonic energy covered by this thunder and fire has lost most of its power and cannot stir up much waves.

Seeing that Wei Zhong and the others were getting closer and closer, with various magical weapons in their hands, and dazzling auras emerging from above, the Blood Demon knew that the other party wanted to directly defeat him with a charged blow.

Looking down at the blood bell in his hand, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

But then, as if he had made up his mind, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the blood bell, making its originally blood-red surface even redder.

The blood bell floated from his hand, like a bloody magic lamp, emitting a captivating bloody light.

Wu Sheng whispered one word:

"burst!"

"Not good," Wei Zhong's expression changed drastically when he caught a glimpse of this action, and he quickly restrained the thunder and fire around him in a defensive posture.

But it was useless. The blood bell exploded. It was not a spurt of demonic energy, but the explosion and spread of endless divine power.

It was as if a consciousness bomb had been dropped in this barrier.

Wei Zhong and the others received this blow and all their movements stopped. The moves that Bu Wenzhi and Wang Qianxi were preparing collapsed.

But powerful spiritual power has been injected into it, making this small collapse bring endless power.

The magic weapons of the two men came out of their hands, and their bodies were also thrown away. Blood flowed from their mouths and stained their clothes...

In comparison, Wei Zhong's condition is much better. It was not as difficult as the other two who were preparing to attack.

It's just that the colorful golden bamboo umbrella in his hand has been released, and the thunder and fire barrier flickered for a few breaths before rapidly collapsing.

There was a slight tingling sensation in Wei Zhong's sea of ​​consciousness.

Ever since the "Time Treasure Record" appeared to suppress the sea of ​​consciousness, Wei Zhong has rarely been injured by such attacks from spiritual consciousness.

He raised his head to look at the blood demon and found that the other party had not reaped the benefits even though he had self-destructed.

The body was broken, covering his forehead and running away from the magic circle.

Wei Zhong used the golden thunder sword, but found that the sword had no response. After probing, it was discovered that nearly half of the mark on the sword had been erased by this round of self-destruction.

"You have to practice it again before you can use it. That's all!"

The small black ball appeared in Wei Zhong's hand, and the flying throwing technique came out. Two black lights, one after the other, went straight to the blood demon's location.

The stinging feeling of being threatened rose in his mind, but Wu Sheng had no intention of turning back or even avoiding, and flew straight towards the outer circle.

When he was close to the formation and the aura was only ten feet away, Wu Sheng could almost see the panic-looking human monks under the formation.

An ugly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At the same time, the black ball behind him also arrived.

"Crack!"

Without any surprise, black balls came one after another, directly smashing the blood demon's body into pieces. It was shattered into a large ball of black and red blood and smeared on the aura of the formation.

The monks in the formation were so frightened that they stepped back, and voices of discussion rang out: "Is it over?"

Wei Zhong did not relax at all. The lightning under his feet continued as he approached the magic circle.

Suddenly, from among the blood stains, a two-foot-long bloody Nascent Soul emerged, with two horns on its head and a bright red body.

Wei Zhong said in surprise:

"Demon Nascent Soul?"

This was the first time Wei Zhong saw the existence of the Demonic Nascent Soul. He was so surprised that he couldn't help but take a few more glances.

However, the lightning around him had not stopped, the attack and escape continued, and a ray of lightning followed Nascent Soul.

The latter turned around and looked at Wei Zhong with a hint of resentment, with a sarcastic look behind him. He moved slightly and escaped from the thunder light.

Nascent Soul is so fast that extraordinary attacks can catch up. Even if a monk escapes in the flesh, he is far less swift than Nascent Soul.

Wu Sheng turned his head, and the Nascent Soul disappeared directly into the aura of the formation.

The monks below saw this and were panicked.

But Wu Sheng ignored everyone and fled directly outside the magic circle.

Ling Ziwei's hand holding the bamboo tube tightened and then loosened. Wei Zhong's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and she pinched it again.

He raised his hand and offered it to the Blood Demon Nascent Soul.

"Boom!"

Thunder roared from the ground, and a golden bamboo tube floated high up. Dazzling golden lightning shot out from it and headed straight for Wu Sheng's Nascent Soul.

It was so fast that it was even faster than the Sky-breaking Divine Thunder that Wei Zhong casually threw.

This thing was a broken branch of the ten-thousand-year-old golden thunder bamboo that Wei Zhong used. After refining it, it was placed in the cave heaven golden thunder bamboo forest for fostering and nurturing.

It absorbed a lot of lightning power flashing in the bamboo forest, and its power was not bad. It was much stronger than the general fourth-level low-grade talismans.

This was used as one of Ling Ziwei's life-saving means.

Moreover, it carried the evil-repelling divine thunder, which was the most restraining for the demons, and even had enough killing power for the demons' Nascent Soul.

Sure enough, after one blow, the demon's Nascent Soul had to turn back to defend, and the demon energy around it surged, turning into a thick demon energy shield, barely blocking the thunder attack.

He looked down at the Jindan cultivators to find the one who attacked him.

The Jindan cultivators below panicked when they saw this, and only less than half of them raised their magic weapons in their hands to fight back.

Being stared at by the Yuanying demon, Ling Ziwei's heart tightened, but then Wei Zhong's voice sounded in her ears:

"Well done!"

Then something was stuffed into her hand, which was a bamboo tube that was very similar to the one just now.

As for the previous one, it quickly shattered and turned into ashes after the lightning strike.

Silver lightning flashed, and Wei Zhong was quickly approaching the area around Wu Sheng.

The colorful golden bamboo umbrella in his hand appeared, and the imprint on it was blocked. Wei Zhong directly communicated with the thunder dragon in the "Time Treasure Record" and forcibly controlled this treasure.

Even more terrifying lightning appeared, enveloping Wu Sheng and his surroundings for ten miles, forming a golden thunder prison in the air.

Wu Sheng's Yuanying saw this more terrifying prison of thunder and lightning, and immediately showed despair.

In just a few breaths, this piece of thunder and lightning barrier quickly dissipated, and Wei Zhong's figure emerged from it.

A cheer suddenly sounded below, and Wei Zhong half stood in the air, but there was not much joy on his face.

"It's a pity that I couldn't capture this blood demon's Yuanying."

The other party knew that he could not escape this disaster, and he chose to self-destruct directly, leaving Wei Zhong with no benefit.

Not far away, Bu Wenzhi and Wang Qianxi came late and heard what Wei Zhong said. Bu Wenzhi stroked his long beard and said slowly:

"Friend Wei, you can kill this demon, which is already a powerful means. Capturing the Yuanying is something that cannot be forced."

Wei Zhong nodded, and in his heart he was already thinking whether to use the merit points to exchange for a fourth-level demon-suppressing tower. This magic weapon not only targets the demon's flesh, but also has a suppressing effect on the Yuanying.

If I had a demon-suppressing tower in my hand, I would be much more relaxed.

While thinking about it, a voice suddenly sounded in my ear:

"Yes!"

Wei Zhong turned around and saluted:

"Hello, Senior Hongxu."

In front of him was a half-grown boy in red clothes, who was scratching his non-existent beard and staring at Wei Zhong and others with a smile.