Chapter 264: The blood sea appeared and the world was in internal strife?
As the endless sea of blood appeared, the entire Tianji City fell into deathly silence.
Large amounts of bloody evil energy that seemed to be a physical entity spread out, covering the entire Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demon-Slaying Formation, and turning it all into a dark red.
The Jindan and Yuanying cultivators standing at the center of the formation were horrified to find that the extremely dense bloody aura was actually corroding the formation that was supposed to restrain the opponent!
There was a trace of something indescribable and inexplicable mixed in the bloody aura, and when it came into contact with the formation itself, it kept emitting a "hissing" sound that made one's scalp tingle!
The strong negative force that seemed to infect everyone was extremely cold.
The psychological feeling has become reality. The temperature within the wreckage of the auction house has rapidly dropped to below freezing point and is still continuing to fall rapidly.
Red and black mist diffused out, and the Nascent Soul cultivators who served as important nodes to support the formation were all horrified.
Either they ignited their own elixir fire, or they erected a spiritual power shield, activated their protective robes and magical weapons, or they directly swallowed the elixir.
This kind of silent spiritual erosion is more terrifying than anything else.
Once one's pure spiritual power is polluted, or once blood evil enters the body, one's cultivation will regress at best, or even become possessed by demons at worst.
In severe cases, one's own Dantian will be eroded, and the path to the Tao may even be cut off, with no chance of achieving the Great Dao in this life.
"What a terrifying bloody aura! This... This is a sea of blood! A sea of blood!"
There was a trace of fear on the face of Caomu Danzun, and his low voice trembled a little.
"It's so majestic and dense, and its area has reached such an astonishing extent. The bloody sins committed by this boy have far exceeded those of the Blood River Demon Lord by countless times."
"The Blood River Demon Lord condensed the Blood River by slaughtering millions of lives. Wouldn't a sea of blood like this require tens of millions of lives?"
Wuliang Jianzun stood with a sword in his hand, his old face had a stern expression, and his eyes were filled with hatred and murderous intent.
"This boy is the devil of the world!"
"Amitabha."
The Buddha was still as calm and composed as before.
The Buddhist beads in the hand rotate, and the golden light of merit is like a blazing lighthouse, illuminating the earth.
"In the small world previously destroyed by Donor Tyrannosaurus, the number of living beings already exceeded 100 million. Even if they were all demons or alien races, it was still quite terrifying. But what's even more terrifying is that before he destroyed the small world obtained by the Skyfire Demon God, he already had this sea of blood."
"Master, how do you know this?" asked a spirit.
"Amitabha. Gathering evil into a river doesn't happen overnight, let alone a sea of blood."
The Buddha's eyes were drooping, as if a Bodhisattva had closed his eyes.
"I have been hunting down the Blood River Demon Lord for hundreds of years. If anyone in this world were to be asked who best understands the bloody evil spirit, I wouldn't dare claim to be the best."
"But if it's just the first three, I'm still confident. If I want to condense a sea of blood like the one created by Donor Tyrannosaurus, I'll need at least a billion."
As he spoke, he looked at Lu Wenwu with eyes that showed neither sadness nor joy.
"Donor, I wonder if what the monk said is accurate?"
"One billion!?"
"Are you kidding me?"
"Master, monks don't tell lies!"
Several people in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm present were suddenly stunned.
What does it mean to have one billion living beings in the world of immortal cultivation?
Although the world of immortal cultivation is countless times larger than Blue Star, and there are things like spiritual energy that can strengthen the body, immortal cultivators will occasionally use magic to help the people around their sect change the celestial phenomena and time to increase their harvest.
But in essence, the productivity here is still stuck in the ancient times, not much better than Daiqing during the heyday of sweet potatoes.
It would require at least 30 million square kilometers of land to produce one billion people!
Moreover, these 30 million square kilometers must have large areas of land suitable for living and farming, like in ancient China, and there must not be any immortal sects grabbing land.
Only in this way can we barely make up the money.
If calculated based on the population of the immortal world, this would require killing at least ten mortal kingdoms to achieve.
Therefore, this is not something that the few people in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm are surprised by.
If the demonic sect secretly cultivated a demon lord in the late stage of transformation, this would still be barely possible.
Sacrificing one billion people to form a sea of blood is something that is absolutely impossible!
Do you think the Immortal Dao Alliance is so naive that it has no undercover agents on the side of the Demon Dao?
An event of this magnitude cannot be covered up!
Unless the demons can join forces to create more than a dozen small worlds as big as the Skyfire World for Lu Wenwu to kill.
But then the problem arises again.
Even the Immortal Dao Alliance cannot achieve this level of resource integration, let alone put together ten small worlds with a large number of indigenous creatures. How can the Demon Dao do it?
Stop joking.
If the demonic path had such resources, capabilities and courage, the Blood River Demon Lord would have ascended to heaven long ago, right?
What's the point of our Xiandao League? Just wait for death.
Several people in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm looked at each other and felt that something seemed to be wrong.
so.
Is there any misunderstanding here?
What they didn't know was that the Buddha hadn't said the second half of his words yet.
This is only the part that Lu Wenwu has shown so far, and there is even more massive karma that has not been squeezed in!
Just as Saint Hengru was about to say something, Wuliang Jianzun spoke up, "No matter what the reason, he killed my nephew, killed Mingli Zhenzun, and even killed Tianxingzi in front of everyone in Tianxing City."
Saint Hengru retorted, "But he also killed Master Huangquan and a demon king. According to the cultivators of Tianxing City, if it weren't for the intervention of Demon Lord Tyrannosaurus, the beast tide would have breached Tianxing City long before True Lord Mingli arrived. How do you explain this?"
"Then how do you explain his sudden killing of Tian Xingzi, and the subsequent claiming of him as master by the two demon kings?" Tian Jianzun said coldly, "It's common for demon cultivators to slaughter each other; it's perfectly normal. And the demon king he killed might have been the other two demon kings using him as a tool, or perhaps a token of their allegiance."
The Five Elements Formation Master echoed, "The bloody aura and the sea of blood emanating from the Tyrannosaurus Demon Master are equally unfathomable. Regardless of the reason, he must have killed enough lives to create such a terrifying sight."
The four of them, Grass and Wood Pill Master, Heavenly Talisman Master, Puppet Master and Divine Eagle Master, did not express their opinions.
They had no grudges against Lu Wenwu, they just came to help because they were members of the Elder Council of the Xiandao League, so they would not be excluded in the future.
Otherwise, if everyone else goes out to surround and kill the Demon Lord, and you stay at home, how unsociable would you seem?
When your opponent dies, you become the one who doesn't fit in.
If your opponent is not dead, you will be the one to take the blame.
It's better to come and join in and make some contribution, so you can at least get some credit.
The only two sects that were actually enemies were the Wuliang Sword Sect and the Five Elements Formation Sect.
Tian Jianzun's condition is purely due to the occupational disease of sword practitioners. He will feel uncomfortable all over if he doesn't kill demons and monsters for a day.
So the current situation has changed from nine people joining forces to fight the enemy to: three people are eager to fight, two people think that there must be something fishy and they should stop for the time being, and four people say it doesn't matter.
"This old monk believes we should calm down and have a conversation with the benefactor Tyrant Dragon," said the Buddha Venerable Kongluo. "The deaths of Mingli and Shuoguang, and the serious injury to Mo Lu, were all caused by their ambush and murder of the benefactor Tyrant Dragon. Perhaps he had other reasons for killing Tianxingzi."
The expressions of Wuliang Sword Master and Five Elements Formation Master immediately turned gloomy.
Especially Wuliang Jianzun, whose nephew was actually killed, was furious and drew his sword to point it at Konglu Buddha.
"Don't go too far, old bald donkey! Are you saying that my nephew's death was his own fault?"
The empty Buddha said nothing, but just looked at him quietly.
The silence was deafening.
He said nothing, but it seemed like he said everything.
You are allowed to kill others, but others are not allowed to kill you?
Isn't this a bit too overbearing?
This immediately made Wuliang Jianzun even more furious. He roared, "Old bald donkey, now that you see the situation is bad, you're pretending to be a good guy? Why didn't you stand up when we had the meeting to decide to carry out the ambush plan?"
"Amitabha." The Buddha Venerable Kongluo chanted a Buddhist verse again, "The victor is the king and the loser is the bandit; the strong prey on the weak. This is an unchanging truth from ancient times. You kill people, and people kill you. If you have the ability, you can kill again. Killing him is the right thing to do."
"Then I'll chop you down first!"
Wuliang Jianzun's eyes were bloodshot, his beard and white hair moved in the wind, like an angry old lion king.
The flying sword flashed, and he drew his sword and slashed.
"clang!"
“Nonsense!”
Saint Hengru was filled with anger and suddenly wrote the word "束" in the air to stop the sword energy of Lord Wuliang Jian.
The four people who were watching the excitement around them also hurried over to grab the angry Wuliang Sword Master.
It would have been fine if they had just had a verbal quarrel, but why did they actually start fighting among themselves?
While trying to stop the fight, Caomu Danzun couldn't help but glance at Tyrannosaurus Demon Zun who was also watching the fun below with his arms folded. He felt that today's elaborate siege seemed to have become a farce.
This development is absolutely absurd!
We have just completed the first round of probing, and the subsequent attack has not yet begun. What's going on now that our own people have started fighting first?
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Well.
Moreover, this Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord was surprisingly very martial. Even when his side was about to start a fight, he did not take the opportunity to launch a sneak attack or try to escape.
He did not attack when he was moving other monks. This makes him more like a righteous monk than many righteous monks!
This upright face and pure eyes really don't look like those of the evil cultivators with violent faces.
But how did this sea of blood come about?
It must be the actual slaughter of lives to condense such pure bloody evil energy!
On the other side, Saint Hengru finally managed to appease Lord Wuliang Jian.
But the other party's eyes looking at Kongluo Buddha were still filled with undisguised hatred and murderous intent.
The Buddhist sect has always had a cold relationship with the sword-cultivating sects.
After today, I am afraid that there will be fierce open and covert fighting among the disciples when they go out.
When Saint Hengru thought about the increase in instability within the Immortal Dao Alliance, he felt a pang of pain in his liver.
"I say, are you guys done arguing?"
At this moment, Lu Wenwu, who had been watching the excitement with his arms folded for a long time, asked.
He still maintained the half-human, half-dragon state of the Purgatory Dragon Body, and the edge of each scale glowed with a blood-gold light.
"You're dithering, dithering, just like an old woman. Who's in charge? Who gets to make the decision? Hurry up and tell me straight up. Do you want to continue the fight you just did, or do you want to fight one of yourselves first, unify your internal thoughts with the main commander, and then continue to fight me one-on-one?"
As the leader of the Immortal Alliance, Saint Hengru naturally didn't want to fight.
He himself is a dove, and his tendency in governing has always been to keep a low profile and seize the time to focus on people's livelihood.
Rather than a life-or-death fight, he would rather Lu Wenwu run to the territory of the Western Hoho Demon Sect on his own.
What's the good of fighting? Isn't it better to practice peacefully?
"One-on-one?"
Tian Jianzun’s brows immediately furrowed.
Lu Wenwu said as a matter of course: "I will challenge all of you alone. Is that a problem? If you think you can beat me one-on-one, I don't mind, but please hurry up and don't keep me waiting."
"The demonic monster is bullying people too much, come and get them"
In a rage, Tian Jianzun was about to draw his sword and rush forward to start a fight, but before he could finish the second half of his sentence, he felt a mysterious force pulling him back.
Looking back, it turned out to be the Puppet Beast Master.
The Puppet Beast Master was shaking his head violently at him and whispered, "Tianjian, are you fucking crazy? Don't you remember that the Blood River Demon Master's Blood River is an absolute restraint on explosive sword cultivators like you? Open your eyes and look, this is a fucking sea of blood! A sea of blood! Stronger than the Blood River Demon Master! He can even wear you down to death!"
Tian Jian Zun's brow darkened immediately, and he replied: "As sword cultivators, why should we be afraid of one?"
"You're not afraid, but I am. I'm afraid, okay?"
The Puppet Beast Master directly released four puppets shaped like divine beasts to surround the Heavenly Sword Master on all sides.
The Four Symbols War Puppets can work together to release the Four Symbols Formation, which can easily suppress the God Transformation in a short period of time.
"If you die, everything will be settled. But what about the debt owed to me by your Heavenly Sword Sect? Besides you, who else can afford to pay the remaining debt? We in the Beast Taming Sect have to live on our daily expenses!"
Tian Jianzun's mouth twitched.
A penny can make a hero fail, and a spirit stone can also make a sword cultivator fail.
As sword cultivators, their combat effectiveness is indeed very strong.
But in terms of making money through production.
Therefore, whether it is the Tianjian Sect or the Wuliangjian Sect, compared with the top immortal sects of the same level, the sects are living a somewhat tight life.
This has resulted in the Tianjian Sect still not having to pay the final payment for a large number of mounts and protective spirit beasts for its disciples that it purchased from the Beast Taming Sect, which has been divided into installments of more than 300 years.
"Didn't I make an oath to the Heavenly Dao? At worst, you can use Tian Jianzun's property to pay off the debt!" Tian Jianzun squeezed out a word from between his teeth.
"It's nothing! Everyone knows that you sword cultivators are notoriously undemanding of spiritual veins. The most valuable thing in your entire sect is that top-grade spiritual vein. I'm not a dragon and can't move it away. What good would it do me to take it?"
"The spirit beasts and puppets that once belonged to us are now second-hand goods. Even if we sell them, who would want them without a discount? What else can your disciples do besides killing people? Am I going to send them to escort wealthy mortal merchants to pay off their debts?"
I get angry when I mention this Puppet Beast Lord, and I wish I could put the Heavenly Sword Lord in my mouth and chew him into minced meat.
I only regret that I was so shortsighted that I didn’t see how shameless these sword cultivators were!
The whole sect is poor and does not produce anything. The entire sect relies on slaying demons and hunting down evil monks to survive. Why was I so blind as to do business with them?
The words of the Puppet Beast Master left the Heavenly Sword Master speechless. His face turned blue and red, and he actually swallowed the idea of fighting Lu Wenwu back into his stomach.
With the Puppet Beast Lord watching him at all times, it is unlikely that he can fight him one-on-one.
At least not now.
Just after the two radicals were physically silenced, Hengru Shengzun finally had the opportunity to speak.
He gave what he thought was a rather graceful smile and said, "Tyrannosaurus Demon Lord, I think there might be a misunderstanding between us."
"I misunderstood your dad!"
Lu Wenwu raised his eyebrows, his anger rising.
"If you want to fight, just call me a demon. If you don't want to fight anymore, just say there's a misunderstanding. I'm your real father, so why would I spoil you like this?"
"Die for me!"
(End of this chapter)
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