Chapter 195

The blood shadow instantly appeared in front of Long Xiaoshan, and a punch slammed in.

The fist style is accompanied by bursts of pungent fishy smell, and it is extremely domineering.

Long Xiaoshan did not hesitate and smashed it with a punch.

Boom!

He retreated seven or eight steps in a row before he stood firm, his arm was extremely sore, Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank, although he was in a normal state just now, he didn't use the Blood Demon Sutra, but his true qi was also used, comparable to an eighth-order great spirit master, he couldn't beat a blood shadow condensed by evil qi.

Call!

In the middle of his thoughts, the blood shadow pounced again.

So that Delong Xiaoshan no longer hesitated, and immediately pulled out the Tiger Spirit Knife and slashed over, boom!

The blood shadow froze in midair, and a golden thread suddenly appeared on its body, and then cracked, turning into a large amount of bloody qi.

"Huh?"

The Ghost Ancestor paused, and there was a ghostly light in his eyes.

After he released the blood shadow just now, he put his hands behind his back and looked indifferent, because this blood shadow is not a simple blood demon, but a magic skill that captures the heavens, according to legend, the ancestor of the Styx River from ancient times, refined an unknown amount of blood, and then formed an out-of-body incarnation, known as the blood god son.

Although it is completely incomparable to the legendary Styx Ancestor's 480 million Blood God Son clones.

But back then, it was also the existence of the Megatron Hidden Gate.

The hidden gate that was killed was full of blood, and the ghost ancestor even boasted that he was the first in the world in the ghost road, and gathered most of the demon gate forces in China, and even Kunlun, the first in the Dao Gate, was not in his eyes, and the result was a big move.

finally provoked the siege of Kunlun and Heavenly Master Dao and other Dao sects.

Trapped by Kunlun's Four Peerless Sword Formations.

If it weren't for the Blood God Son who he used his life to cultivate, he blocked most of the power of the Four Absolute Sword Formation, and a wisp of remnant soul escaped, he would have been destroyed by the Four Absolute Sword Formation.

Hundreds of years later, the ghost ancestor fled back to Zhongzhou with a wisp of remnant soul and seized the body of a prince who died early in this ancient tomb to practice.

It took hundreds of years to finally return to the world.

Seeing the re-condensed Blood God Son, he was actually cut open by Long Xiaoshan with a knife.

Although it was obvious that the magic weapon in Long Xiaoshan's hand was not ordinary.

The face of the Ghost Ancestor was still a little gloomy, the Blood God Son who had been recultivated for hundreds of years, although he had refined the blood of thousands of people for hundreds of years, did not dare to make a big show after all, and then provoked the attention of Kunlun and other Daomen.

The blood of refining is mostly ordinary people, and this condensed blood god son is too much different from the blood god son who helped him block the four absolute sword formations back then.

The anger in my heart against those old horsemen of the Daomen surged up again.

When he recovers, sooner or later, Kunlun, Longhu Mountain and other Daomen will be killed into rivers of blood, and there will be no chickens and dogs.

The ghostly light jumped violently a few times.

The Ghost Ancestor remained silent.

Although the power of the Blood God Son was 108,000 miles lower than when it was in its heyday, it was not something that a mere prefecture-level junior could kill, but it took a few twists and turns to subdue a junior, which made him a little annoyed.

The split Blood God Son actually turned into two blood shadows in an instant, and they were the same size and the same breath.

Swish!

The two Blood God Sons attacked Long Xiaoshan with great speed.

Long Xiaoshan's eyes shrank, and he cut off the blood shadow, not only did he let the blood shadow aura weaken a little, but instead made them split, and after they split, it was no weaker than the breath of a blood shadow just now.

What the hell is this?

Long Xiaoshan didn't have time to thank him at all, the speed of the Blood God Son was too fast, and he couldn't be a little distracted.

The Tiger Spirit Knife instantly swung out a crimson sword.

Wrap him all in.

Bang bang bang!

The blood shadow kept crashing into Long Xiaoshan from all directions, knocking Long Xiaoshan into constant movement, although the Tiger Spirit Knife had the power of fire and scorching, but the blood shadow was not afraid.

In the blink of an eye, Long Xiaoshan was forced to retreat.

The ancient tomb was not big, and Long Xiaoshan was forced into a corner.

There is no way back.

Of course, Long Xiaoshan still has the true yuan, but the real yuan is the hole card at the bottom of his box.

Even if he used it, it couldn't be now.

Because the golden-robed young man was still standing there and didn't move, but the blood shadow he cast forced out his hole cards, so how would he play it later.

Long Xiaoshan gritted his teeth.

The supernatural power in the acupuncture path was almost exhausted just now when dealing with the Black Nightmare Knife, so it was impossible to count on the Blood Demon Sutra.

Long Xiaoshan suddenly remembered a magical power.

It was obtained from the prayer wheel of the old monk of enlightenment, although it was a mutilated exercise, but it was a supreme supernatural power, but at that time, he did not succeed in cultivating because of the incomplete soul of the second elemental god, until his soul recovered and condensed the divine flower.

I have a new understanding of this magical power.

Although it was not used once.

But now he had to give it a try.

Long Xiaoshan suddenly put away his knife, closed his eyes, and pinched a treasure solemn formula.

The moment the sword light disappeared, the Blood God Son was stunned for a moment, obviously not reacting to why Long Xiaoshan suddenly gave up resisting, but in the blink of an eye, he reacted and turned into two blood lines to kill him.

The two blood lines were about to pierce Long Xiaoshan's body in an instant.

Suddenly, a golden light bloomed on Long Xiaoshan's body, as if the reincarnation of a Buddhist holy monk, and the golden light radiated out, which actually slowed down the speed of the two blood gods, and made a squeaky sound, which seemed to be extremely uncomfortable.

Buddha and demon are not mutually exclusive.

The effect of the Buddhist Sect on the restraint of the Blood God Son is obviously better than that of the Daomen.

Even the ghosts were shaken.

The Blood God Son was the object of his life, and he was irradiated by the light of the Buddha, which made the ghost feel very uncomfortable, as if he had been stripped naked and burned under the scorching sun in the dog days.

"Damn, why is this guy still a Buddha. The ghost's eyes were on fire.

However, he is the great devil of the hidden door hundreds of years ago.

It's not the kind of demon cultivator who fights petty, not to mention a small Buddhist cultivator in Long Xiaoshan, who is the real master of Zen and Tantra, and he didn't kill it back then.

The ghost's eyes were full of gloom, and the two blood gods suddenly merged into one, swelled up, and turned into a blood demon with two horns and a height of several zhang, holding the golden light of the Buddha Gate on Long Xiaoshan's body, and stepped on it with one foot, wanting to flatten Long Xiaoshan alive.

The big foot slammed down, and the earth shook the mountain, like Mount Tai pressing the top.

The golden light of the Buddha Gate could not stop the violent power of this blood demon, and the aura of the most evil was constantly melting.

The blood-colored foot the size of a millstone stepped on the top of Long Xiaoshan's head.

Suddenly there was a pause.

A golden palm held the Blood Fiend's feet, preventing him from entering.

On the top of Long Xiaoshan's head, a golden Arhat emerged, different from the gods of the Divine Soul World, this Arhat was condensed like a substance, and even mortals could see it with the naked eye.

Arhat's ears and shoulders drooped, and King Kong looked angry.

The palm holding the Blood Demon's big foot slammed it together, and the Blood Demon was thrown to the ground fiercely, and he shook it vigorously four or five times, and the ground collapsed into several huge holes.

Bang!

The Blood Demon's massive body shattered into a large amount of blood mist, and he rolled back at great speed, returning to the side of the ghost, and once again condensed a blood shadow.

"Faxiang!"

The ghost was shocked and looked at the demon subduing arhat above Long Xiaoshan's head.