Tempered Immortal - Chapter 170

[Volume 2 Chapter 171 Myriad Soul Banner (still today)]

It seemed that he had been hit in the soft underbelly, and the face of Tiansha Demon Lord changed, but then it returned to normal.

“Really, old demon, then you can try it!”

He pinched the magic formula with both hands, and the purple cloud thunder light sword was full of aura, with a sharp whistling color, and stabbed at the extreme devil at an incredible speed. .

Seeing this scene, Supreme Demon Venerable had no fear on his face, he still looked indifferent, there was even a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and when he flicked his sleeves, the same purple light band came out of his hand.

Lin Xuan could see it clearly, and it was also a small purple sword. However, unlike when the Heavenly Demon Lord was using it, the Extreme Demon Venerable seemed to be light-hearted.

“Ziyun Lei Light Sword, even you can refine it, don’t I still have it?” The

two magic weapons were fighting each other in the sky, but the purple sword of the Tiansha Demon Lord soon fell behind, even if refining the magic weapon The materials are the same, but the power cultivated by the cultivators in the Nascent Soul period with the aura of their life must be even better.

The face of Tiansha Demon Lord changed, he gritted his teeth and cut his fingertips.

The blood coagulated together and turned into a fist-sized blood cell.

Then he spit out a breath of essence, and the blood mass was quickly absorbed as if alive. After doing all this, the devil’s face looked a little pale, as if he was recovering from a serious illness.

“Ji!”

He stretched out his finger and pointed at the blood cell.

An unbelievable thing happened, the blood cell began to vibrate, and finally turned into a blood-red figure, with the same facial features and figure as the devil.

“Hey, the blood shadow is distracting.”

Only then did the Demon Lord frown slightly, while Lin Xuan was stunned. This is a famous supernatural power in the magic art.

Unlike ordinary blindfolding or illusion, the blood shadow clone can create a clone that is exactly the same as himself in a short time, or it is called a blood puppet.

Inspired by blood.

Using essence as a matchmaker, the mana of this blood puppet is the same as that of a real person.

That is to say, you can fight two against one.

Double the strength, so this method is known as the top three magical powers in the magic way, but few people know it.

As a result, it is naturally extremely difficult to cultivate, and it is difficult for those with a slightly poorer aptitude to achieve success.

Second,

although the power of this method is extraordinary, the price paid for such a heaven-defying effect is also astonishing, and the lifespan will be reduced by two hundred years, in other words.

Don’t even think about the cultivators in the Foundation Establishment period. Although they live much longer than ordinary people, they can live to be around two hundred years old.

Even a cultivator of Jindan Dacheng, almost no one can afford to lose half of his lifespan.

It is possible for the cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage. If there are no accidents, they can live to be eight hundred to a thousand years old, but this blood shadow is distracting, and the monks above the Nascent Soul cannot cultivate.

The conditions are so harsh and the price is staggering, so this method is famous.

It can be changed from a different angle, which is also very tasteless!

There are very few cultivators in the condensing stage who are willing to practice.

Even if you practice, you won’t use it unless you have to.

I never thought I’d have the chance to see it with my own eyes.

Seeing that the other party used such a powerful technique.

A trace of solemnity finally appeared on the face of Extreme Demon Venerable. He stretched out his hand, black air lingering, and transformed into a small flag.

In an instant, the gloomy wind was miserable, and ghosts were crying. This situation made Lin Xuan feel a little familiar.

“Myriad Soul Banners!”

The face of Tiansha Demon Lord became even paler, and there was panic in his voice.

“How is it, junior brother. Do you regret it? Yes. My second soul is indeed only in the middle stage of condensing pills. I am surprised that you can distract the bleeding shadow. But so what? Although the cultivation base is not high, you can still use the magic weapon of your own life to cultivate.” The extremely demon Zun Jie laughed strangely, and then he held the Wanhun Banner in his hand.

Immediately, countless ghost fogs swarmed out from the inside, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded the Heavenly Demon Lord from all directions. From the ghost fog, there was a shrill whistling sound, and seven or eight evil ghosts with double horns, high and low. Three feet, or three heads and six arms, or a long tongue hanging down to the chest, and his appearance is extremely ferocious.

In addition to these evil ghosts, there are countless ghosts flying around, densely packed and countless.

Lin Xuan sighed. Although he didn’t practice the magic cultivation technique, he knew a little bit, especially in his storage bracelet, there was something like the Hundred Soul Banner.

Although the power of the two is not the same, the principle is actually the same.

The more ghosts there are, the greater the power of the magic flag, and the greater the energy of ghosts in life or the resentment after death, the greater the power.

However, this is only in theory. According to the different refining methods and materials, the number of ghosts that Mofan can hold is limited.

For example, the Hundred Soul Banner, as the name suggests, can’t contain more than 999 souls at most, and it still remains in the category of spiritual tools, while the Ten Thousand Soul Banner in the hands of the Demon Venerable is completely different. The natal magic weapon made by monks.

Seeing the momentum after this treasure was stimulated, the Heavenly Demon Lord was moved: “Old ghost, how many souls have you refined?”

“Not much, not much, only 90,000. Nine thousand.”

“What? Killing innocent people so indiscriminately, old ghost, won’t you be punished by God?”

“God’s punishment, it’s a joke, we cultivators are always going against the sky, junior brother, I didn’t expect you to say it. Such naive words, do you want to put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot? Don’t pretend to be a good person in front of me.” The Tiansha Demon Lord sneered, and then laughed wildly:

“Although I can only play a third of this treasure now. It is more than enough to destroy you, Junior Brother, you still want to resist and don’t want to hand over the Tianchen Pill to your brother.” Then his voice turned soft: “Junior Brother, as long as you are obedient and read in the friendship of the same sect , I will not embarrass you.”

That sincere tone made Lin Xuan, who was hiding in the dark, almost want to speak out and help persuade him. Fortunately, although Lin Xuan’s cultivation base is not high, his mind is extremely tenacious, and his Jiutian Xuangong is a top-level practice. The law automatically protects the consciousness.

“It’s dangerous, but fortunately, this old demon is now possessed, and it’s not his own, otherwise, the temptation’s demonic sound can’t be resisted!” Lin Xuan cursed in his heart, and was very fortunate.

[End of this Chapter]