Volume 2: Blood Slaughter Chapter 65: The True Scripture of the Blood Demon

  The two people on the stage, Zhang Heng, both have some understanding.

  Li Hong naturally didn't need to say much, and Zhang Heng was from the same school. At first, Zhang Heng even took away his storage bag, but left him a life.

  As for Wang Yuan of the Xianyun Sect, it is said that this son is extremely low-key. Because he mistakenly took a certain kind of elixir, his current body shape is extremely fat. At this time, his cultivation looks like only mid-term Qi Refining.

  Zhang Heng was somewhat puzzled, with the strength of these two people, it should be difficult to enter the top ten of Fang Yun's gathering.

  Li Hong, although he had the cultivation of the late stage of Qi Refining, unfortunately, the two spiritual artifacts on his body had long been refined by Zhang Heng. Wang Yuan, although having a low-grade spiritual artifact, had mediocre cultivation and it was also difficult for him to enter the top ten.

  Before, Zhang Heng rarely saw the two people's fighting methods. After all, before advancing to the top ten, there were a total of ten fighting platforms on Tianling Peak, and Zhang Heng couldn't see every match.

  Wang Yuan's stout body followed Li Hong, one step onto the dueling platform. The fat on his body slightly wobbled, a pair of small eyes half-closed, and an ugly smile hung at the corner of his mouth as he said to Li Hong: "Li fellow Daoist, after parting ways at Du Tian Fort, we meet again. I wonder if you are still using that broken magic artifact?"

  Li Hong's eyes sank as he stared at him, his slightly hoarse voice came: "Fighting you, doesn't require borrowing any external objects..."

  "Is that so? Since Brother Li is being so arrogant, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Wang Yuan's eyes gleamed with thought as he glanced at him, his hand lightly tapping the storage bag, and a sword-shaped spirit tool shot rapidly into the void.

  Wang Yuan's massive body moved slowly, but his hands were quick, and a small green light shot out from between his fingers onto the sword-shaped spirit device in mid-air.

  This sword-type spirit tool expanded its body by four or five times under his urging of magic power, turning into a giant greatsword that was two to three zhang long.

  The giant sword cut through the air, carrying a green light, and in the blink of an eye it slashed to Li Hong's front.

  Li Hong was neither slow nor fast, and when he unfolded his spiritual decision in the Wang Garden, a cyan-red blood light surged up from his body, and a thrilling breath of spirit came out from him.

  He lightly bit his index finger and a drop of blood came out of his mouth, immediately, a stream of dark red light shot onto the drop of blood.

  When the giant sword slashed in front of him, Li Hong smiled coldly, and the drop of deep red blood in front of him was like a beating heart, shrinking and expanding, and the surrounding air changed with it.

  Such a strange phenomenon shocked the monks under the stage, thinking that Li Hongshi must have used some kind of secret technique.

  "Plop", that deep red blood drop burst and splashed onto that giant great sword.

  Wang Yuan's expression suddenly changed as he stood in the distance, his hands forming a series of seals that shot out one after another, beams of green light bursting onto the spiritual device in an attempt to retrieve it.

  Because when the blood splattered onto his spiritual instrument, it weakened his control over it by several degrees. If he delayed for another moment, this spiritual instrument would probably be thoroughly "polluted" by the opponent.

  "It's too late!" Li Hong's hoarse voice was like a devil from hell.

  The palm stretched forward lightly, and in an instant, the green-red blood light wrapped around that spiritual instrument.

  The giant spiritual instrument in the air suddenly trembled, and it ran towards Li Hong for a while, then flew towards Wang Yuan's direction.

  "Give it to me!" A flash of blood light passed through Li Hong's eyes, and his hands quickly shot out a dozen or so strands of blood-like light, wrapping around the swaying spiritual instrument.

  The giant spirit tool instantly changed back to its original size and slowly flew in front of Li Hong.

  Li Hong's mouth curled up in a sly smile as he steadily accepted the spiritual artifact, and said to Wang Yuan, whose face had turned pale: "Thank you, junior brother. Now that you've given me this spiritual artifact, do you still have any desire to compete?"

  "Y-y-you..." Wang Yuan's voice trembled with rage, and the fat on his body quivered.

  Seeing one's own spiritual tool being taken away like this would drive anyone crazy.

  The monks under the platform all started discussing it.

  "What kind of kung fu is this, it's actually so terrifying."

  "Fangyun Mountain's three factions don't seem to have such a bizarre technique, this might be some kind of advanced technique."

  "It's a good thing I didn't fight him, otherwise it would have been a loss."

  "Cut it out, take that broken law enforcement tool in your hand and send it to the other party, no one else will want it."

  ……

  Above the cloud, Sun Lin said solemnly: "This person is probably cultivating a simplified version of the Blood Demon Scripture. Although his cultivation progress is extremely fast, the lifespan of those who cultivate this technique will be reduced by at least twenty years."

  Qiu Yunhe of the Xianyun Sect had a look of astonishment on his face: "The legendary Blood Demon True Classic is said to be a top-level demonic cultivation technique, and it's said that it has been lost for tens of thousands of years. The current Blood Demon True Classics are all incomplete, but their power is also incredibly great."

  "Nowadays, the Blood Demon True Scripture is all revised based on the incomplete Blood Demon True Scripture, and its effect is naturally much worse than the original method. As for the simplified version of the Blood Demon True Scripture that your sect's disciples cultivate, it's not even worth mentioning, and it can be bought in the market, but there are hardly a few who dare to cultivate it."

  Ouyang Si's four people heard this and had some changes in their views on Nan Ming, the other party was not a person who only had talent but no knowledge and was arrogant.

  "Mushi Mei, look at the fatty on stage earlier, did he hide his true strength?" Nan Ming said with a warm smile to his sister-like junior beside him who was as cold and beautiful as an ice goddess.

  "Probably hid seven or eight tenths of his real strength."

  Sun Lin smiled and said to the four Foundation Establishment cultivators of Fangyun Mountain, "I didn't expect that your mountain also has many hidden dragons and crouching tigers."

  ……

  "Feng Xing Men Li Hong Sheng!" The elder of the foundation period announced the winner.

  Wang Yuan walked down from the stage with his head hung low and a mournful air, but before leaving, he shot Li Hong a fierce glance full of resentment.

  Li Hong hummed softly, a flash of blood light in his eyes: "A year later, I hope we can meet again in that cave."

  Zhang Heng watched calmly as the two of them left the stage, his eyes lingering on Wang Yuan for a couple more seconds. He always felt that this guy had a hint of pretentiousness about him.

  At this moment, a familiar figure walked from afar, and Luō Níng Xuě, dressed in a snow-white dress, appeared before Zhāng Héng's eyes, with a familiar fragrance wafting beside him.

  "Isn't this Luo Xianzi of the Xianyun Sect?" The disciples of the three sects around them were in an uproar.

  Zhang Heng also discovered Luo Ningxue's arrival, with a hint of playful smile at the corner of his mouth, and said leisurely: "Luo Shimei, are you also coming to participate in this top ten competition?"

  Luoning Snow stood quietly beside him, silent for a while before speaking softly: "With the quota given by the ancestors, Luoning doesn't need to participate in this gathering, isn't that right, Tang Shixiong?"

  At this time, the next round of competition began on stage, but Zhang Heng was not in the mood to watch. He found that Wu Ling, who was not far away, was secretly sizing up this side, with a warm smile on his face.

  The three factions of cultivators around him also looked at Zhang Heng with jealous and envious eyes.

  "Luo Shi's sister came here, won't be looking for me to talk about love, right?" Zhang Heng couldn't help but appreciate the beauty in front of him. If it wasn't because this woman was extremely cunning and had a grudge against him, Zhang Heng wouldn't mind chatting with her more.

  Facing Zhang Heng's unscrupulous gaze, Luo Bingxue's pale face turned slightly red, and she looked away, her eyes like a dark orchid looking up at the sky.

  But with this casual glance, her expression suddenly changed.

  Zhang Heng looked at her strangely and also glanced up at the sky, but didn't discover anything. He asked in surprise: "Did Luo Shixiong have some discovery?"

  "Ning Xue hopes to make amends with Tang Shixiong as soon as possible, and in the future when they meet at the Dongfu, they can forgive each other..."

  With a soft sigh, Luo Ningxue left Zhang Heng's side, leaving him somewhat perplexed.

  On the Cloud Treasure's upper level, Nan Ming looked at Luo Ning Xue leaving from Zhang Heng's side with a hint of astonishment and asked in disbelief: "Mu Shifu, did this girl really discover our existence?"

  Mu Xuan closed her eyes, the cool breeze in the sky blew her hair into disarray, covering half of her peerless and unparalleled beauty. She remained silent for a long time, seemingly lost in thought that had drifted to a distant place.

  Nan Ming and others seemed to be used to her behavior, seeing that she didn't speak, they also didn't urge her.

  Sun Lin also observed Luo Ningxue for a while with his spiritual sense, and said in a calm tone: "In this vast Three-Star Domain, people with spiritual roots are not uncommon. This woman may have a kind of spiritual root similar to the Heavenly Eye, but compared to Mu Shixiong's Unseen Prophet, it is somewhat inferior."

  The serene and gentle Elder Jingfeng, who was not far from the radiant light, had a subtle change in his expression. A faint smile appeared on his still somewhat handsome face: "Qingshuang can be considered half a disciple of our sect. Her talent is indeed far superior to that of ordinary people. However, I have only just discovered that she possesses a spiritual root endowment."

  Fang Yunshan and the other three Jiedan cultivators couldn't help but look at Jingfeng Elder with envy, being able to receive a disciple with spiritual root talent was indeed not easy.

  At this moment, the distant sky suddenly became stormy with strong winds and rolling clouds, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth began to fluctuate violently.

  Several cultivators in the Condensation stage remained expressionless, but their divine senses continuously probed into the distance. When they learned of the outcome, surprise flickered across their faces.

  "This is... the Solitary Sky Fortress?!" The four Jindan cultivators of Fang Yunshan looked at each other in dismay, and even Sun Lin from the Azure Snow Xiangyun Sect revealed a hint of surprise.

  This vote is a bit weird, either choose 500,000 or choose 1.5 million, it's very tight, do you want to force me to choose the middle one?