Chapter 440: Confrontation with Blood Daoist
What's new?
There is such an unexpected surprise?
Yun Jin was suddenly alerted and hurried to check.
"The new function is as follows: the division into elementary, intermediate, and advanced simplifications has been abolished. Ten thousand emotional points can be exchanged for a basic simplification. One hundred thousand emotional points can be exchanged for an advanced simplification. One million emotional points can be exchanged for a miracle simplification."
"For the specific situation, please explore it yourself."
Yun Jin's eyes couldn't help but move.
Super-level simplification, miracle simplification.
These are two new simplifications that have emerged.
It was a super-simplified version, and she could still barely understand it.
Miracle Simplified...
It takes a million emotional points to exchange for one, and after using it, is there a possibility of a miracle happening?
Yun Jin couldn't help but move slightly when he saw that his emotional value had exceeded 100 million and was still growing.
She has now harvested a lot of emotional points. Even if she exchanges all of them for miracle simplifications, she can exchange them a hundred times!
Yunjin didn't have time to continue researching.
Blood Daoist's voice had already rang out, a sinister smile on his lips: "Yun Jin, Yun Jin, you're so lucky to come up with such a long speech. Are you trying to... stall for time? Unfortunately, this time, no matter how many tricks you have up your sleeve, you can't escape death."
"Then let's give it a try." Yun Jin still looked calm.
Xue Dao Ren couldn't help feeling unhappy when he saw this.
He seemed to understand why the Demon Lord was determined to kill Yun Jin.
She didn't say anything, but she had an air of asking for a beating!
The Blood Taoist sneered, and a snake-headed wooden staff suddenly appeared in his hand.
Yun Jin looked at it with a serious expression.
This breath...
She vaguely recognized it.
It's the same as the giant snake just now.
The giant snake just now was probably conjured up by Blood Taoist using this wooden stick.
Her Taia sword can easily devour giant snakes.
It’s not that her strength exceeds that of Blood Daoist.
First, he didn't use his full strength just now.
Secondly, this magic weapon didn’t even use its true form.
This Blood Daoist is, after all, a cultivator in the Mahayana stage, but she is only at the peak of the fusion stage now.
There are two big steps in between!
With such a huge gap, Yun Jin didn't dare to take it lightly!
The Blood Taoist raised the snake-headed wooden staff, and the snake coiled on it actually spit out its head as if it were a living creature.
The next moment.
Several silver needles suddenly shot out from the snake's head, all aimed at Yun Jin's vital points.
There was a teasing smile in the Blood Taoist's eyes.
He doesn't know anything.
Why did the Demon Lord spend so much effort to get rid of Yun Jin?
He is just in the Spirit Transformation Stage, there is no need to use all your strength, he can be eliminated easily.
Yun Jin looked solemn. Suddenly, a cluster of flames condensed on the Taia sword and fell on the silver needle.
The Blood Taoist just sneered.
His silver needles were no ordinary needles. Each one was an Earth-grade magical weapon, and his snake-headed wooden staff was a rare Heaven-grade magical weapon. Having been nurtured by Heaven-grade magical weapons for so long, the power of each of these silver needles was already approaching Heaven-grade.
Yun Jin is only at the Spirit Transformation Stage, and she probably can't even withstand a casual attack from me. I already respect her enough by using the silver needle.
She even wanted to melt the silver needle with fire. It was ridiculous.
The Blood Taoist was already waiting to see her being pierced by the silver needle.
However.
His brows soon furrowed slightly.
This flame actually prevented the silver needle from penetrating further.
But it doesn't matter.
How powerful can the flame of the Spirit Transformation Stage be?
The Blood Taoist raised his hand and casually used a magical power to try to extinguish the flames.
But it would be better if he didn't use magic.
This move.
The flame seemed to have received something very nourishing, and it suddenly shot up higher.
The next moment.
With a bang, several clusters of flames burst out with tremendous power at the same time!
Those silver needles were burned to ashes in an instant.
The Blood Taoist's expression couldn't help but change slightly.
What is this flame?
It can actually absorb his magic power as nourishment.
Moreover, the power that suddenly exploded just now.
Xue Dao Ren couldn't help but look at Yun Jin in disbelief.
He suddenly remembered something.
This characteristic seems to be the super artistic conception: hot!
"You actually mastered the super state of mind!" Xue Daoren's expression suddenly became solemn.
He has already reached the Mahayana stage, but up to now, he has only mastered one super state of mind.
Yun Jin has been practicing for such a short time, but she has already mastered a super state of mind.
If this happened to the human race, he would definitely be a super genius!
Xue Dao Ren couldn't help but think.
At that age, had Ji Wusi mastered the super artistic conception?
The answer is no!
Immortal cultivators have a limited lifespan, often focusing their early years on improving their cultivation to achieve a longer life. Cultivation alone consumes seven or eight out of ten of their time, and if they manage to learn a few side skills like formations and talismans, they're considered quite energetic. As for comprehending artistic conception, they might be able to achieve some, but the vast majority are at a low level.
To comprehend the intermediate state of mind, one must most likely be a disciple of the Holy Land, and moreover, one must be the best among the disciples of the Holy Land.
As for the superior and super artistic conception, they are so complicated and difficult to comprehend that no one would touch them during the tribulation period, because it is such a waste of time. If they cannot improve their cultivation first, they simply do not have enough lifespan to comprehend them.
But what about Yunjin?
How old is she?
16 years old!
What is your cultivation level?
The Spiritual Transformation Stage!
It takes hundreds or even thousands of years to comprehend the super artistic conception.
Where on earth did Yun Jin get so much time?
Is her day completely different from others?
The Blood Taoist's expression became serious.
He felt that he understood the Demon Lord's profound meaning.
This Yun Jin is not only a genius, she is also the leader of the Wushuang Sect!
The foundation of the Wushuang Sect, combined with her own talent, will give birth to an extremely terrifying monster in a thousand years.
Rather than this.
It would be better to strangle her during her growth period.
This moment.
Xue Dao Ren even felt a little relieved.
Fortunately, Qin Ping, just a few mortals, was able to trick Yun Jin out.
He had never thought that things would be so easy. He had even made follow-up plans, including how to massacre mortals and how to create public pressure. In the end, even the Yuehua Sect would come forward and force Yunjin to solve the problem here.
If Yun Jin withstands all this pressure and still chooses to hide in the Wushuang Sect, then they actually have no way to stop him.
Who would have thought.
They didn't use any follow-up plans. They could easily force people out with just a little provocation.
That's the case.
Today, he had to eliminate a future threat to the demon clan.
Blood Taoist looked at Yun Jin coldly: "You have good skills, but that's all."
The previous two times, he only used a little strength. This time, he let her try the full force of the Mahayana period.
The Blood Taoist raised his wooden staff, and suddenly, blood-colored demonic energy rushed towards him madly. There was so much of it that it even formed a blood-colored vortex in the air.
"go."
The Blood Taoist waved his hand, and the blood-colored vortex rushed directly towards Yun Jin.
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