Chapter 64 Switching from a secondary account to a primary account, the Demon Lord makes his appearance.
Wen Tingyun was stunned for a moment, and Suo Li quickly brought the person forward.
Before the other party could utter their prepared lines, Wen Tingyun's face turned cold, "You're courting death."
With a wave of his hand, Cuihua was suddenly struck by spiritual energy, spitting out a mouthful of blood and fainting.
The speed at which they come on and off the field is so overwhelming!
Karin: "!!!"
Wen Tingyun really did want to kill her; he really went too far this time.
No wonder he let Suo Li launch his attack all this time; he was lurking in the shadows. All six princes have all pledged allegiance to Wen Tingyun; they have no reason to come here.
Soli had been busy setting up schemes for so many years, only to have them all benefit him in the end. Huali looked at Wen Tingyun with complicated emotions; this man was too ruthless.
Seeing Cuihua fly backward, Soli quickly slashed his palms and clasped them together, shouting, "Thousand-Layered Thorn, unleash!"
Blood ice crystals formed 360 blood swords in the air and shot towards Wen Tingyun.
"Break the waves, silence!" The next second, it was turned into dust by Wen Tingyun's folding fan, which deflected the force with ease.
"Do you really think I have no backup plan?!" Soli's face twisted and he suddenly clenched his palm. At the same time, the woman next to Huali suddenly screamed.
The blood river spread along the array diagram to the corner of the array, and Huali was surprised to find that some of the flowers and leaves among them had actually begun to bear fruit.
The red fruit gradually changed from the size of a sesame seed to the size of a red bean.
Soli's voice came from the altar, "The Thousand-Machine Flesh Spirit Mushroom is real, but it can only be used by me." He suddenly raised his hand, and the Blood River flowed upstream and spread out at the feet of the women.
Huali discovered that among the few women who bore fruit, the one with the largest fruit had a larger pool of blood flowing beneath her feet.
The red fruit is constantly providing spiritual energy to the area around Soli.
The scene can be simplified as follows: the Blood River charges the Seeds, the Seeds charge the Soli, and the Soli kills people in batches to power the Blood River.
However, the current cycle is clearly unsustainable; according to the law of conservation of energy, every step of the conversion results in waste.
The woman next to her had begun vomiting large amounts of blood, and the blood mist below was becoming more frequent.
Seeing Soli's crazed expression, Huali had a sudden inspiration. She quickly used a wood-type card to urge the vines to grow. The leaves sprouted and budded wildly, and in the blink of an eye, it became the most lush of all the seeds.
Sure enough, Solí's attention was immediately drawn to it.
The blood river climbed up the pear tree's calves, attempting to channel spiritual energy into the leaves and flowers so that they would bear fruit.
No matter how hard you try, it all seems to vanish into thin air.
Soli's expression froze, staring incredulously at the still-growing leaves. "How is this possible..."
Wen Tingyun's gaze swept over the small, delicate chin of the rosewood tree, which was only partially visible. He tossed his folding fan into the air, and twelve semi-transparent wind-patterned totems appeared behind him.
The swirling air currents, with overwhelming force, attempted to reverse the river of blood and bring it to his feet.
Hua Li quickly asked in her mind, "Ao Bai, take a look, what are the fruits on their bodies?"
Ao Bai, the little cat, went crazy: "You can't see it at all now, it's just a red circle."
Huali said anxiously, "Never mind what it is, quickly find something that's decent enough to stick in. Soli is barely able to take care of himself and probably doesn't have time to look closely. This wood-type card only grows leaves and can't bear fruit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Bai's cat head quickly popped out of the Qiankun bag, holding a fist-sized apple directly above the leaf.
At the same time, Suoli was sent flying by Wen Tingyun into the Blood River, where he changed hands again, and all the spiritual power in the formation surged towards Wen Tingyun.
His cultivation level began to increase rapidly, and he went directly from the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage.
Soli was horrified. When he turned his head, he saw the fist-sized "Thousand Machine Flesh Lingzhi" on Huali's body, which was unusually eye-catching compared to the other soybeans.
His eyes flashed with an astonishing light; it was truly a stroke of luck!
It was obvious that Wen Tingyun had also noticed it.
The two of them simultaneously reached out to snatch the Ganoderma lucidum from Huali's body.
This was Suoli's last chance. He took out a handful of Blood River Reversal Pills and threw them into his mouth, exchanging palm strikes with Wen Tingyun from a distance.
Wen Tingyun frowned, and was actually beaten so badly that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Blood River reversed again and came to the feet of Soli.
Soli raised his hand and took the Thousand Machine Flesh Ganoderma in his hand, his eyes filled with undisguised madness. His long-cherished wish was about to be fulfilled. Wen Jin and Wen Tingyun, they could all die!
Wen Tingyun's face betrayed his coldness, which truly allowed Suo Li to nurture Lingbao.
Fearing that Wen Tingyun would snatch the Thousand Machine Meat Lingzhi if he was even a second late, Suoli quickly opened his mouth and bit it off.
However, instead of the overwhelming spiritual power he had imagined, a sweet and juicy fruity aroma exploded on his taste buds.
Soli stood there, stunned.
Upon realizing what he was holding, he was so bewildered that he didn't even know how to react.
But in Wen Tingyun's eyes, his current state appeared as if he were absorbing spiritual energy and preparing for a powerful attack. Wen Tingyun quickly slit his wrist, shouting, "Canglan Break, Silence!"
The powerful blow sent Suoli flying, causing him to fall to the ground and cough up blood.
Now!
"Ksitigarbha Entanglement, emerge!"
The giant dragon, compressed from the rock strata, burst forth from the earth and swooped down on Soli on the ground, its fangs instantly piercing through Soli's chest.
Soli coughed up blood and stared at Huali in disbelief. "Who are you?"
They're still alive? And they still have the energy to talk!
Just as Huali was about to strike again after her first attack failed, she heard the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through the air behind her. As she dodged, the folding fan returned to Wen Tingyun's hand.
Wen Tingyun looked at Huali, whose face was hidden by a black robe, and for a moment his gaze overlapped with the scene in the Sea of Time. "You really didn't die..."
Hua Li turned and ran, but Wen Tingyun suppressed her with his spiritual power, rendering her unable to move.
Fortunately, Soli was not completely dead. The Blood River Reversal Pill kept him in a state of excitement, so he couldn't feel any pain at all.
Hua Li's eyes lit up. Yes! Charge forward with this stance and perish together with Wen Tingyun! Go for it!
However, Suoli's gaze bypassed Wen Tingyun and went straight to her!
"You're asking for it!"
"Thousand-layered thorns, unleash!"
Huali's pupils contracted sharply as she saw 360 blood-red swords hurtling through the air behind Suoli. She tried desperately to dodge, but her body was unable to move.
This is a huge mistake! Karin suddenly closed her eyes.
A golden crack suddenly appeared in the blood-red sky.
As the thunder roared, the blood sword froze in mid-air; the imagined piercing of a thousand arrows did not materialize.
Karin opened one eye and saw the blood-red blades turning into crimson dust, which fell on her.
Feeling a sense of lightness, she immediately scrambled to hide behind the rocks where the rock dragon had just emerged from the ground, shrinking her body and cautiously peeking out.
Ao Bai also crawled out of the Qiankun bag and perched on her head to look at her.
Under the moonlight, Wen Jin stepped onto the altar step by step. Tuo Wu and Xi Wu followed behind him, one on his left and one on his right.
At first, he was still a child with black hair hanging down to his waist, but after seven steps he had become a teenager.
The moonlight shone on his face, which was as white as fresh snow reflecting off cold iron, and the scarlet mole under his right eye shone with a breathtakingly bright color as he raised his eyes.
The moment he stepped onto the altar, the moonlight within a hundred miles suddenly twisted into silver thorns.
Nine ghostly flames ignited beneath his feet, illuminating the Demon Lord's sharply defined yet expressionless face.
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