This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 295 You Think You're the Only One Who Changes

boom!
A long red river stretches across the sky, and the air waves roar like thunder, shaking the heaven and earth.

Jiang Luo raised the blood-stained sword high up. The blade seemed to have drunk the blood of countless creatures, and it flashed with a strange red light.

He let out a low shout, summoning a sky full of red clouds. The clouds were as thick as lead, and blood rain poured down as they rolled. Every drop of rain could corrode the body, pollute the soul, and sweep away all life.

Wherever the blood rain passed, the grass and trees withered, the rocks collapsed, and the air became sticky like a dead end.

The stinky junior sisters of Jianxinzhai suffered a lot because of this trick. They became Jiang Luo's puppets and were controlled by him, unable to do anything for themselves.

"A mere Blood Rain dares to show off in front of my Zhu family?"

Zhu Dang stood in the blood curtain, the bloody rain sliding across his cold face, but he was not moved at all.

The Zhu family's unique skills evolved from battlefield formations. They emphasize being strong in battle and not afraid of blood. If there is a bloody disaster, then sorry, it just happens that the Zhu family has been given a buff that makes them braver as the battle goes on.

Therefore, when Zhu Dang saw the blood rain, he was not panicked at all, but took the buff.

That means he has received professional training, otherwise I would have laughed out loud.

Zhu Dang's momentum continued to rise in the rain. When his momentum reached its peak, he formed seals with his hands, and the true energy in his body suddenly burst out. His energy was like a dragon, and the endless blood rain turned into a blood-colored dragon, roaring and rushing towards Jiang Luo.

Wherever the blood-colored dragon passed, the blood rain dissipated, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.

Seeing this, Jiang Luo's sinister face changed color slightly, and he swung the long sword in his hand down suddenly. The sword light was like a rainbow, and it collided fiercely with the blood-colored dragon.

Boom!

The two forces collided, causing a deafening roar that shook the earth. The air waves swept in all directions, suddenly pushing open the terrifying air wall, making the already dilapidated Taoist temple ruins even more dilapidated.

The strong energy had not yet dissipated completely. Zhu Dang, with blood all over his body, turned into a red light and rushed towards Jiang Luo. He formed a seal with one hand and pressed down with a palm.

The palm wind blew in his face with a sound like thunder. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Jiang Luo's eyes. The long sword in his hand was as red as blood, and it turned into countless dark red sword beams, slashing down all over the sky.

Zhu Dang's figure was as fast as lightning, swiftly passing through the dark red knife net. With one step, his figure disappeared as if teleporting. When he appeared again, he was already in front of Jiang Luo. The palm that had been accumulated for a long time was like a mountain pressing down on him, or like a majestic fortress guarding the world, and went straight to Jiang Luo's chest.

Jiang Luo hastily raised his knife to block, and the sound of metal clashing exploded. He was shocked by the palm and retreated repeatedly. His bones seemed to crackle like popcorn, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

After just one encounter, Jiang Luo was at a disadvantage.

Zhu Dang was a ruthless man who didn't say much. He took a step forward and appeared in front of Jiang Luo again. He took advantage of the victory and turned his palm into a fist. The tip of the fist was wrapped with surging blood and energy. He punched down hard, shaking the heaven and earth suddenly, as if the heaven and earth were all between his five fingers and were pushed forward fiercely by him.

This punch was so powerful that the sky collapsed and the earth split. It was a terrifying force that was the result of a hundred years of hard work and a tremendous fighting spirit.

Jiang Luo let out a long roar, and his already thin body suddenly grew taller. The blood-stained sword also grew larger, and the blood light on the blade materialized, stirring up fluctuations in space. With endless coldness and death, it chopped straight at the infinitely enlarged fist mark in front of it.

The two beams of blood collided again. Although their colors were the same, the inner laws of heaven and earth were completely opposite.

Zhu Dang's bloody aura was extremely fierce, sweeping across like a murderous god with overwhelming fighting spirit; Jiang Luo's blood was cold and brutal, deep and strange, like a blood-colored Shura, full of deathly aura.

Blood was everywhere, raging and raging, the laws of heaven and earth were suppressing and strangling each other, countless majestic passes and blood rivers appeared and dispersed, colliding, interweaving, twisting, and connecting into one piece. The accumulated terrifying energy was terrifying.

"Killing in vain, meaningless, bloody little Doyle!"

There was a flash of disdain in Zhu Dang's eyes. After he finished speaking, he pressed his fist forward, and blood flowed like a raging tide. His fiery fighting spirit crushed the long river of blood, and he rushed towards Jiang Luo with the collapsing laws of heaven and earth.

As a master-level figure, Jiang Luo's performance was really mediocre. His body and blood-stained sword were like snow under the scorching sun, and he was drowned in the blood while screaming.

Zhu Dang put away his fist seal, steadied the surging blood in his body, looked around, and realized that although the blood-colored river was broken and drifting, it still had the potential to make a comeback. He snorted coldly, "You are playing tricks. I have already seen that something is wrong with you. You are neither human nor ghost. What kind of weird skills are you practicing? Is it the secret technique of the Blood Sea Dao?"

"Jiejiejiejie————"

The broken blood river turned into a curtain of rain and came back again, revealing a huge and hideous face in the sky. The face was distorted and terrifying, and a corrupt and evil aura spread out.

Zhu Dang's heart tightened, and he had an inexplicable ominous premonition. He stomped his feet heavily on the ground, and his body was like a steel knife or a sharp sword, piercing into the sky. He smashed the hideous face with one punch, stood high in the air, and looked down at the twisting and wriggling river of blood below.

Looking down from a high place, the intermittent river of blood gradually connected its veins, just like the blood vessels after skinning, indescribably bloody and disgusting.

There is something wrong with this guy!

Without further ado, Zhu Dang raised his hand and a large black seal appeared in his palm. The seal was square, simple and heavy, with patterns of mountains and rivers engraved on its surface. It was surrounded by a strong bloody aura, as if carrying an endless killing intent.

Shanguan Seal!
Rumble!
The square seal fell straight down with a force of millions of pounds, and tremendous pressure poured down, as if it was going to crush the world.

The space wailed as it was overwhelmed by this terrifying force, and the blood river veins below collapsed at the touch of a button. Blood mist rolled, and countless blood tentacles tried to resist, but were crushed by the power of the seal.

The great seal of the mighty city suppresses evil spirits!
Jiang Luo's hideous face was looming in the blood river, and he was still laughing wildly, until the Mountain Pass Seal enlarged in the air and evolved into a majestic pass to completely suppress the blood river, and the terrifying laughter completely disappeared.

Won?

Zhu Dang's ominous premonition became stronger. He decisively formed seals with his hands, and controlled the magic weapon Shanguan Seal, which was used to cultivate both his body and his life. A fierce heat wave rose up like a huge branding iron, burning and scorching the shapeless river of blood below.

A sudden change occurred!

Around the edges of the seal, eight blood-colored tentacles spread out like a long river, wriggling upwards and quickly wrapping around the Xiongguan seal. Those tentacles ignored the high temperature and left mottled blood marks on the surface of the seal, quickly contaminating this precious treasure.

Zhu Dang felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if the connection with the Shanguan Seal was torn apart. A trace of horror flashed in his eyes. He raised five fingers to take back the seal, but found that the bloody tentacles were like a thorn in the flesh, tightly entwining the seal and making it impossible to break free.

"Zhu Dang, you are too careless..."

The Xiongguan Seal shrank rapidly and was held in Jiang Luo's palm. The latter's body grew to three meters tall, his face was distorted and unrecognizable, his limbs were stretched out, his fingers had sharp claws, and blood veins were wrapped around his body, flickering like the rhythm of his breathing.

Jiang Luo sneered and twirled the Guanshan Seal in his hand twice, then threw it into the sky with a sneer. The seal instantly manifested as a towering pass, and with a momentum to destroy the world, it smashed towards its master Zhu Dang.

Zhu Dang's face changed drastically. He tried to take back the Guanshan Seal again but to no avail. A hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He clenched his fist and slammed his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

A mouthful of essence and blood spurted out, and Zhu Dang used boundless murderous energy as its shape and blood as its blade to condense an arrow that could break through the city.

The arrow was blood red all over, with a triangular tip, and it exuded a fierce murderous aura, as if it could penetrate all obstacles.

"break!"

……

The two masters opened fire at full force when they met, no basic attacks, only ultimate skills.

Xiang Yuan's side was just the opposite. He had no big moves, just basic attacks. He chopped down several Jindan stage monks of Baichuan League at the fastest speed, and then slowly and leisurely practiced sword skills with the five young ladies of Jianxinzhai.

Xiang Yuan had seen a deluxe upgraded version of Jian Xinzhai's swordsmanship from Menfeng Jianzun. It could be said that except for Shang Qingmeng, all the other people's sword moves that used Jian Xinzhai were full of flaws in his eyes.

After a dozen moves, the stinky junior sisters that Qin Zhaorong mentioned were all exhausted, sweating profusely, with seductive eyes, and their figures leaning on swords were staggering.

There are also some who are hesitant. It depends on personal conditions and cannot be forced.

Seeing that they were no match for Xiang Yuan, the five young ladies' eyes glowed red like mist, and their sword techniques suddenly changed, switching from the fairy sword dance of the famous and upright sects to the paradise style of southern Xinjiang.

Flirting and sword-fighting!
The sword shines like silk, the postures are like dancing, the sword techniques of the five young ladies are more charming and provocative, and every move carries a soul-stirring and alluring aura.

Switching is easy and smooth.

"Although I know that you are controlled by evil spirits and have no control over yourselves, I still want to ask, when did Jian Xinzhai become like this?"

Xiang Yuan was distressed, watching the five young ladies' clothes fluttering. After just a few sword dances, their clothes were getting less and less. If they took them off any more, their buttocks would be exposed. He decisively stepped forward and punched each of them.

Bang! x5
The five young ladies fell to the ground in response, and the sound of their bellies lingered in the air. It was clear that this was a good start.

"Hey~~"

On the sidelines, Qin Zhaorong raised her sleeves to cover her face, looking ashamed to face people, and said disdainfully: "Senior sister, look at them, they take off their clothes when they can't beat them, shameless, Jian Xinzhai has lost all his face because of them."

"They are controlled by evil spirits, and that's not their intention." Zi Ping said calmly.

Qin Zhaorong curled her lips, very dissatisfied with Zi Ping's evaluation: "But they are too good, their waists are twisted so much that I can't help but stare at them. It takes ten years of hard work to achieve this. Is this also taught by the demonic energy?"

"..." Stop pretending to be a serious woman. Don't think I don't know that you have secretly learned the evil method of sexual intercourse from Ji Le Dao. If I hadn't stopped you, you would have succeeded some time ago.

Zi Ping secretly thought it was bad luck. Unhealthy trends were sweeping through the entire mountain gate. How could she build Jianxinzhai well with this bunch of little bitches around?
She waved her hand and took out her magic whisk. Thousands of white waves swept down, entangled the five sisters, imprisoned their hands and feet, and wrapped them into five white human cocoons with their faces exposed.

Her original intention was to temporarily detain several of her fellow sisters to prevent them from doing anything out of line while they were unconscious.

Unexpectedly, the demonic energy in the bodies of several people was extremely polluting and quickly spread along the silk threads of the whisk, sweeping up like a poisonous snake, trying to rush into Ziping's body and pollute her soul as well.

Before Ziping could get frightened, Xiang Yuan raised his hand, took hold of the silk thread of the whisk, and drew all the surging demonic energy into his body.

Speaking of introduction, it is more like forced acquisition.

The suction force was so strong that the body was like a bottomless pit, and all the evil energy was absorbed by one person.

Qin Zhaorong was stunned and murmured, "Senior Sister, what a great opportunity. With him, there is no risk of becoming possessed."

Shame on you, your saliva is dripping.

Ziping exclaimed that it was too unbearable to watch, and became even more curious about Xiang Yuan's body structure. She regretted that when she got Xiang Yuan before, she was only focused on healing his wounds and did not conduct in-depth research.

After a few breaths, Xiang Yuan swept away all the evil spirits in the bodies of the five people in the Spirit Transformation Stage, turned around and smiled at Qin Zhaorong, with a mouth full of razor-sharp fangs. Qin Zhaorong was frightened and turned pale, and swallowed hard a few times.

Looking back, Xiang Yuan had returned to normal.

The five young ladies of Jian Xinzhai were no longer troubled by the evil spirit and regained their sanity. Thinking of the scene of them dancing hard just now, they felt so sad that they felt it would be better to just die.

Because Xiang Yuan had the face of Lingyu Jushi, the five young ladies felt socially embarrassed, but they didn't think it was too embarrassing. After all, they were sisters and it wouldn't hurt to look at them.

Also because Xiang Yuan had the face of Lingyu Jushi, after Ziping retracted the thousand threads of the whisk, the five young ladies calmly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on. When they encountered belts that were difficult to tie, they asked Lingyu for help so that she would not just stand there and stare stupidly.

"..." x2
Zi Ping: Where is Senior Sister? Why didn’t she come? Are you targeting me alone?

Qin Zhaorong: You little slut are quite skillful, why didn’t I think of this trick!
With Xiang Yuan's enthusiastic help, the five young ladies successfully put on their clothes and expressed their gratitude to Ling Yu for his generosity.

"Senior Sister Lingyu, why are your breasts deflated?"

"Oh, yes, Senior Sister, yours is..."

boom!
Don’t tremble!
Xiang Yuan knocked him with a knife, interrupting him in time, and said unhappily: "Straps, straps are added."

After saying that, he winked at Ziping.

Take these holdbacks away.

Zi Ping understood almost immediately, frowned slightly, and said in a voice transmission: "I know you have the Other Shore Pill, but the battle between the two Tongyou stage masters is the best time for us to leave. There is no need to force an opportunity, the risk is too great."

She knew that Xiang Yuan was quite powerful and was qualified to fight with Tongyouqi, but she didn't know his specific strength. She was worried that Xiang Yuan would fail to take advantage of the opportunity and lose his life, so she persuaded him to transfer to Rufeng together.

"To practice cultivation, you must first stay alive. If you stay alive, why worry about not finding an opportunity?" Ziping advised earnestly.

"If you don't take what heaven gives you, you will suffer the consequences."

Xiang Yuan spoke briefly and then curled his lips: "What's wrong with the Tongyou period? Your senior sister cut off all emotions and desires, and she is also a good hand in the Tongyou period. She was still flattened and rounded by my slap."

Zi Ping couldn't respond to this. She rolled her eyes and told Xiang Yuan to be careful. She then took Qin Zhaorong and the five sisters away.

Unlike Zi Ping who had some doubts about Xiang Yuan's strength, Qin Zhaorong firmly believed that Xiang Yuan's ability to win the favor of the senior sister was by no means as simple as a big medicine. In addition, her analysis of Xiang Yuan's cowardly yet brave personality made her firmly believe that Xiang Yuan was capable of defeating the master of the Tongyou period.

This guy is more afraid of death than anyone else and won't fight a battle he isn't sure of winning!
Huashen defeated Tongyou and won the battle. It would be a shame to leave such a wonderful battle between strong men, so he urged Ziping to stay and watch.

He got hit with one punch and was carried away.

……

"Jiejiejiejie——"

In the center of the razed ruins, Jiang Luo raised one hand, and clasped Zhu Dang's neck with his five fingers like iron clamps. His sharp claws pierced deeply into his flesh and blood, polluting Zhu Dang's body and soul with demonic energy. He then drank the thick soup, drawing all of Zhu Dang's flesh and blood essence into the blood river in his body.

It's like a spider eating, leaving behind only a dry skin.

As soon as Zhu Dang died, the Guanshan Seal in his hand suddenly lost its divine light. The magic weapon was corroded by the blood river and covered with a layer of evil red mist. Unless the original owner reorganized the laws of heaven and earth, there was no possibility of reshaping it. It was basically useless.

Of course, in the circle of the Spirit Transformation Stage, it is also an excellent magic weapon that can be used for both offense and defense.

After fighting and killing Zhu Dang, who was also in the Tongyou period, Jiang Luo's ferocious face was filled with ecstasy. He felt the endless power in his body. Every inch of his flesh and blood was cheering for joy. He couldn't help but wave his arms, roaring to the sky, and shaking the sound waves.

"That's it! This is Pawa! With this power, I can go anywhere in the world, and no one can stop me! Xiang Yuan was so excited and delighted to see this guy that he kindly added a voice-over." Xiang Yuan said while standing on the sidelines.

Jiang Luo's laughter stopped abruptly, and he looked at the young Ant Realm student beside him with a cold face: "You are a cultivator in the Spiritualization Stage, so you are vulnerable. I don't bother to kill you, so just kill yourself!"

"No hurry, first tell me what's going on with your magic skills?"

Xiang Yuan slowly drew out the Rouge Sword and raised his eyebrows: "I don't know if you have noticed that since I started practicing magic, my IQ has dropped and my rationality has disappeared. Not only do I have no worries, I am almost out of breath."

Jiang Luo frowned, not understanding what Xiang Yuan was talking about.

"In your case, it's nothing more than that you suddenly got some magical opportunity. If you succeed in cultivation, you will definitely have great supernatural powers. And you are a genius, so you succeeded all of a sudden."

Xiang Yuan swept the surroundings with his sword, controlling the broken demonic energy of the crimson universe within a certain range, ensuring that the fight would end in a draw without a master of the Tongyou period suddenly moving through space and running away.

Just looking at the fact that Zhu Dang failed to escape until his death, it can be seen that the small cave here also weakens the powerful masters. It is not that Zhu Dang did not want to run, but that the master could not move space.

But Jiang Luo's painting style is on a different level from the serious and evil ones, so it would be better to block off the surrounding space just in case.

"Young man, what exactly do you want to say?"

Jiang Luo looked at the Crazy Beauty Sword greedily, his eyes full of covetous restlessness: "This sword is destined to be with me. Hand it over and I will spare your life."

"I say you have lost your mind and you don't even know you have become someone else's meal." Xiang Yuan was 100% sure that Jiang Luo was schemed against and practiced magic to become a chess piece.

Thinking about the two masters of Baichuan League again, one has a more sinister look in his forehead than the other, which shows that the other one is also deeply poisoned by the evil spirit.

The person behind the scenes has a very cruel heart. Baichuan Alliance has several masters in the Tongyou period. Losing two of them at once must be a serious blow to the alliance!

Oh, there were also a group of Jinhua-stage cultivators accompanying them. Almost all of the backbone forces of the Baichuan Alliance were present. This time, they were not seriously injured, but collapsed midway.

"opinionated!"

Jiang Luo disdained to listen to the nonsense of an ant-level person. Blood rivers flowed in the veins on his body, and a blood tentacle extended out, rushing towards Xiang Yuan like a ghost.

It is bloody and hideous, emitting a chilling sense of death. Anyone who touches it will have their flesh rot and their soul wither. All life will turn into a pool of pus and blood.

Xiang Yuan was not at all panicked. He swung the Rouge Sword lightly, and the sword light was as red as blood, instantly cutting through the sky. A stream of broken demonic energy gushed out from the tip of the sword and collided violently with the blood river tentacles.

The two forces collided silently, and the blood river was corrupted by the broken evil energy, and the evil energy also dissipated.

Jiang Luo's body froze, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, but soon his brows turned ferocious: "You, a youngster, are not worthy of this thing. My blood river is immortal, and my demon body is perfect. How can you think you can defeat me!"

"You think you're the only one who can change?"

Xiang Yuan's ten sharp claws bounced away, and his body suddenly grew to three meters. Demonic energy was boiling all over his body, the horns on his forehead were ferocious, his long black tail was swinging in disorder, and his black hair was dancing wildly like demonic flames in the wind.

Possessed!

"Jiejiejiejie————"

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