In the midst of blood, Ou Yangming closed his eyes tightly, but where he saw it, red light and shadow could still be seen.

However, there was still no panic in his heart.

The release of arms is indeed an extremely energy-consuming practice. However, Ou Yangming also has various special abilities that can make this process continue to prolong. However, this time he didn't do so, and when the munitions were consumed to the limit that ordinary mid-rank spirits could bear, he decisively withdrew all the flames.

The countless blood threads that had been blocked by the arms immediately bound inward, binding him firmly.

These red threads are full of strange energy, and they are incredibly powerful, not only able to restrain people's movements, but also able to invade the sea of consciousness of living beings, reaching the very center.

Perhaps this is the real reason why Venerable Wanzu is so jealous of him.

Wisps of strange energy continued to invade his body, and under Ou Yangming's deliberate control, these energies were not hindered in any way, and they almost occupied his body all the way.

And within Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness, there was also an invasion of blood lines, and after this strange energy occupied his body, it naturally entered the most mysterious area of every living being.

"Hehe, Brother Blood Shadow, what a good means. Venerable Wanzu smiled and said, "There are definitely only a handful of people in the spirit world who can trap the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix. ”

Blood Shadow smiled indifferently and said, "Although this son has mastered the Heavenly Phoenix Fire, his cultivation is shallow, and he can't release the true power of this divine fire, otherwise my blood line won't be able to make contributions." ”

Venerable Wanzu was silent for a moment and nodded slowly.

If the Heavenly Phoenix Fire possessed by Ou Yangming could be compared to Feng Xiang in terms of power, how could Blood Shadow dare to risk his life.

However, it is extremely rare to be able to do this.

"Brother Blood Shadow, how long will it take for you to be able to ask the truth and the truth?" asked the Wanzu Venerable in a deep voice.

Blood Shadow smiled dumbly and said, "What are you worried about?"

The Wanzu Venerable hesitated for a moment and said, "After all, this kid is an envoy of the Feng clan, if he has any special abilities, he can't be guarded against." ”

Blood Shadow said proudly: "Don't worry, under my blood line, even if the immortals come, they will not want to escape." He paused, as if to reassure the Wanzu Venerable, and said, "I said that this is a force that can compete with the Feng Clan, so you can rest assured." ”

The Wanzu Venerable smiled bitterly, looking at the thicker and thicker red cocoon in the void, although he didn't say anything in his mouth, there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

Shaking his head, the Venerable Wanzu put this worry aside.

Even if Ou Yangming is the identity of the envoy of the Feng Clan, but his own cultivation is too low, he can't exert the power of the Feng Clan to the extreme, and it is only right that he can't escape, what else does he have to worry about.

The blood shadow carried his hands behind his back, looking coldly ahead, his spiritual mind communicated with countless blood lines, manipulating them into Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness.

However, in the next moment, a hint of doubt suddenly flashed in the blood shadow's gaze. Because he found that when the power of the blood line entered Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness, it suddenly broke off the contact.

This little mid-level spirit man's sea of consciousness is like an infinite dark black hole, possessing the magical power of cutting off contact with the outside world, once his power breaks through and enters, it will immediately disappear without a trace.

"Brother Blood Shadow, what's wrong?" asked the Wanzu Venerable solemnly.

It is extremely concerned about the blood shadow, and any slight change in expression is seen in its eyes.

The blood shadow snorted lightly and said, "The envoy of the Feng clan really has some special abilities. But it doesn't matter, I'll show him what true power is. ”

His eyes flashed with strange colors, and the blood lines accumulated in the void seemed to become even richer and larger.

What about the envoy of the Feng Clan, Ou Yangming was still a human after all, and his cultivation was insufficient. As long as he had the strength to compete with the Heavenly Phoenix Fire, he was sure to grind Ouyang Ming to death.

In his mind, Ouyang Ming's body appeared in such a strange state, it must be Feng Xiang's back hand.

However, under the siege of the blood line, he could be sure that Ou Yangming did not send any signal for help. Then, at this moment, Ou Yangming was using his own strength, or the energy that Feng Xiang stored in his body, to resist the attack of the blood line.

In this case, the Blood Shadow is absolutely certain that it can achieve the ultimate victory.

However, how could he have imagined that at this moment, there was a different picture in Ou Yangming's body.

In the sea of consciousness, the arms have automatically converged, and in its place is the huge head.

This skull has already opened its mouth of blood as if it can devour everything, and there seems to be infinite suction power in its mouth, once the red silk thread enters the sea of consciousness, it will be pulled by some strange force and thrown into the big mouth.

After receiving the replenishment of the blood line, the head looked extremely happy, and kept shaking its head to express its joy.

Ouyang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and sure enough, the head condensed by the devouring attribute and the special energy assistance such as the dragon coffin, when dealing with the strange red line, it did burst out with unimaginable power.

This red thread can even compete with the fire of the heavenly phoenix, but when facing this head, it is powerless.

In the eyes of the head, the red thread is food, and it is the most delicious food, the more the merrier, and it will never be satisfied.

As more food poured into the sea of consciousness, Ou Yangming clearly sensed the increase in the strength of his skull.

In his sea of consciousness, there was originally only one most powerful energy, and that was munitions. With Ou Yangming's cultivation increasing day by day, the power of arms has also developed steadily, becoming his most important hole card.

Especially after Feng Xiang's guidance, it has reached a qualitative change.

However, now, as the head continues to devour the invasion red line, its power has also been enhanced.

The blood-colored red line can be said to be the origin energy of the blood shadow, if it weren't for the absolute certainty, the blood shadow would not have used this energy to launch an attack. And now, it is this most quintessential energy that the head has devoured, so it can achieve such a strong growth.

Although the Blood Shadow's ability was far inferior to Feng Xiang, it was absolutely impossible for Feng Xiang to give away his Origin Energy to Ou Yangming.

It was already an unexpected joy that that the Feng clan powerhouse was able to give Ou Yangming some guidance. Therefore, if it is purely in terms of contribution, the improvement of the head given by the blood shadow is far better than that of Feng Xiang.

After gaining the Blood Shadow's Origin ability, the momentum of the skull increased at an extraordinary speed.

When this momentum reaches the extreme, it can already faintly compete with the arms.

At this moment, even Ou Yangming was shocked. Still, it's a good thing.

A smile slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and Ou Yangming eagerly looked forward to the more weird and powerful red blood lines the better, the purer the better.

Just as Ou Yangming was overjoyed, the blood shadow's face gradually became difficult to look at.

No way, this is absolutely impossible!

This is the only mood of the Blood Shadow at the moment.

He sent his own origin energy into Ou Yangming's sea of consciousness endlessly, and that was because of the depth of his heritage, far above Ou Yangming. Therefore, he believed that no matter what defense Feng Xiang left on this little guy's body, it would be broken by his own strength.

However, at this moment, he had sent almost one-third of his origin power into it, but the other party's sea of consciousness was still like an unfathomable ocean, let alone defeating it, and he didn't even know where the boundary bottom line was.

Is this sea of consciousness really something that only a mid-level spirit can have?

Gritting his teeth in hatred, a hint of retreat suddenly surged in Bloody Shadow's heart, and he immediately took action.

When he senses that something is wrong, he can immediately muster up the courage to break the wrist of a strong man, and he is also a bold and ruthless person.

"Bah......"

The blood shadow suddenly shouted, and his wrist shrank inward, and the blood line that had been continuously released suddenly stopped, and converged inward.

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Foot Venerable, had the Blood Shadow already managed to get what he wanted to know? However, looking at the rather embarrassed appearance of the Blood Shadow, it didn't seem to look too much.

However, in the next moment, the eyes of the Ten Thousand Foot Venerable suddenly widened.

Because it suddenly saw that from Ou Yangming's head, a huge strange thing actually emerged.

It was a huge head, the end of this head was attached to Ou Yangming's head, and he seemed to have turned into a monster with two heads.

As soon as this head emerged, it suddenly opened a mouth that could be called a bloody mouth in the eyes of the Ten Thousand Feet Venerable, and the mouth sucked sharply into the air.

Suddenly, the red blood line that floated in the void and seemed to be ubiquitous suddenly gathered into a ball, constantly surging towards the big mouth.

In just an instant, all the blood lines were no longer controlled by the blood shadow, and they were forcibly taken away by this big mouth.

"Poof......

The blood shadow spurted a mouthful of blood, and the whole person's expression and momentum were weakened at this moment.

The blood thread on Ou Yangming's body had long since disappeared cleanly, he glared at the blood shadow and the Ten Thousand Feet Venerable, his figure flashed, and he rushed into the secret realm at a lightning speed.

The face of the Wanzu Venerable changed drastically, although it was also very afraid of this sudden head, but it had a deeper fear of the Feng Clan.

No matter what, Ou Yangming couldn't be allowed to escape.

Without thinking, the figure of the Ten Thousand Feet Venerable moved, followed closely behind Ou Yangming, and entered the secret realm.

At this moment, the bloodless blood shadow slowly sat on the ground, his face was extremely pale, and he muttered a sentence in his mouth.

"Demon God-sama, Demon God-sama......"