Chapter 923

At this moment, Chen Yu only felt a hot eyebrow, something drilled into his own sea of knowledge.

This is obviously a special magic power for spirits.

The next moment, he realized that the blood light in the sea suddenly rose, flew directly to his spirit, suddenly opened it, and covered it.

Chen Yu only felt that his perception of the body was rapidly disappearing.

Chen Yu was awe inspiring.

In the course of fighting, such a situation can be described as extremely bizarre and can determine life and death.

Chen Yu hastened to stir up the spirit, and at the same time, he felt the book of gods and demons in the sea.

These days, Chen Yu explored the book of gods and demons. Although he still couldn't figure out its mystery, he had some experience and knew how to arouse the voice of gods and demons in the book.

The next moment, Chen Yu realized that the two stars in the sea were bright, and the voice of the gods and Demons rose.

The curtain of blood that covered his spirit broke suddenly.

A blood sword is stabbing at Chen Yu's throat. It's extremely fast and concise, with the power of cutting blood.

A line of blood has appeared on Chen Yu's neck.

Chen Yu stepped back and hit the sword with one punch.

The Blood Sword swings open, and Chen Yu's fist has reached Fu Xuelong's face.

Fu Xuelong looked very frightened, but he gritted his teeth and stopped with his left hand.

Chen Yu looked at Fu Xuelong's face and guessed that Fu Xuelong didn't retreat because he didn't dare.

With a move in his mind, Chen Yu received a little strength with one punch.

Peng, Fu Xuelong to fly out, hard fell on the cold ground, but immediately get up, body a shock, sprayed a mouthful of blood, pale.

Even so, as soon as he gritted his teeth, he made another move and made a secret.

The Qi and blood are rolling and flowing into the field. It suddenly turns into the shape of a tower and roars towards Chen Yu town.

Chen Yu felt the pressure because of the powerful suppression and the mysterious magical power combined with the power of the field.

But it's just a bit of pressure. Chen Yu's fist blows out, his overbearing fist will soar, and his fist moves.

Boom, the blood tower breaks and explodes.

At this moment, Fu Xuelong spat out another mouthful of blood and fell on his back.

Chen Yu was a little speechless. Unexpectedly, he only broke Fu Xuelong's magic power, and the latter couldn't hold on any longer.

"Drag it down!" The blood devil's father didn't look happy or angry, so he said.

Situ Xuejian on one side of the main hall personally takes Fu Xuelong up and takes him out of the main hall.

"Who else?" The blood devil's father glanced at the disciples and said without expression.

The disciples were silent.

"Well?" The blood devil sneered.

"I'd like to have a try!" Under the cold expression of the blood devil, a disciple came out with a trace of helplessness.

"Very good, Xue Xueyi. If you can win, I'll take you as my disciple!" Said the blood devil.

Xue Xueyi looked happy, but then he bowed his head and just knelt down to salute, saying: "I'll do my best!"

His strength is to enter the four levels of Shenjing, which is inferior to Fu Xuelong. Fu Xuelong can't beat Chen Yu, so his hope is even more slim. Therefore, even if the blood devil promised such benefits, he did not dare to speak up.

The two sides soon began to fight.

Xue Xueyi is holding a blood knife. He moves quickly. The light of the knife rotates like wind and rain.

The combination of sabre magic power and sabre ware is perfect. It has a unique magic power of transforming blood into a sabre. As long as an ordinary warrior gets a knife from him and is attacked by his magical power, his whole blood may start to die, and his combat power will continue to decline, and he can only be slaughtered at last.

However, this kind of magic power was still useless to Chen Yu.

In a word, if Chen Yu didn't face a middle-term warrior who was in the spirit of blood cultivation, it would be more troublesome to deal with.

But because the blood flame refining formula is against heaven, most of the blood magic powers of the blood devil can't work for him, instead, they are suppressed by him.

After fighting for more than ten moves, Chen Yu smashed Xue Xueyi with one punch, breaking his bones and losing his power to fight again.

The blood devil asked situ Xuejian to drag the man away again.

Then he asked who else was going to fight.

Under the deterrent power of the blood devil's ancestors, a group of blood devil disciples were trembling, but they had to come out again.

The third blood devil disciple was named Liu Xuegong, who was also in the realm of God.

After ten moves, Liu Xuegong was defeated.

The blood devil could not see happiness and anger on his face, but he didn't give up and still didn't stick to it.

So, the fourth, the fifth, the sixth One by one, the blood devil disciples came forward. When they came out, they had little hope of defeating Chen Yu.

The blood devil disciples were defeated by Chen Yu.

Among the more than ten blood devil disciples in LianZhan, Chen Yu also had to lament that the blood devil's power was really powerful, and all kinds of magical powers aimed at blood were extremely strange and difficult to deal with.

If Chen Yu hadn't practiced the formula of blood flame, he might have been defeated.These blood magic powers include burning blood, transforming blood, coagulation, breaking blood, poisonous blood, sealing blood And so on.

When Chen Yu defeated another blood devil disciple, the ancestor of the blood devil finally said coldly, "a group of rubbish, get out of here for me!"

The remaining nearly a hundred blood devil disciples, if granted amnesty, knelt down to salute one after another and left as if fleeing.

Chen Yu was also relieved. If he kept fighting, he would not be afraid, but he would be too tired.

"Chen Yu, if you have the qualification that our ancestors regard you as a Taoist friend!" Staring at Chen Yu, the old blood devil's eyes were cold and stern, and his tone was solemn: "if you were not Xuexiu Yimai, I would not allow you to leave alive!"

Chen Yu didn't expect the blood devil to be so straightforward. He arched his hand and said, "I'm generous, but I dare to be so presumptuous!"

In fact, Chen Yugang just wanted to let the blood devil disciples win. But he was not sure if he would be killed if he lost.

In a word, it's hard to figure out the blood devil's mind. Chen Yu also felt that he was trembling and walking on thin ice.

"In three months, all my disciples will go out of the gate. If you can still beat them, I'll give you a big gift!" "If you lose, you don't deserve to be my blood devil's Taoist friend," he said coldly

Chen Yu's heart sank when he heard the words.

The meaning of this is very clear, that is, the matter is not finished.

Chen Yu said with a wry smile, "why is Laozu like this?"

"How can I be such a good Taoist friend of the blood devil?" The blood devil was still expressionless and disappeared in the hall.

Chen Yu was so embarrassed that he could only smile bitterly for a while.

"Mr. Chen, please come back!" Situ Xuejian came forward and said.

Chen Yu took a look at situ Xuejian, arched his hand, did not speak, and strode back to his residence.

After situ Xuejian sent Chen Yu back all the way, he left without saying much.

Chen Yu summoned a middle-aged servant and asked, "do you know the elite and strong among the disciples under the throne of Lao Zu?"

The middle-aged servant was stunned. He hesitated and said, "young master, but because of what happened just now?"

Chen Yu nodded and took the trouble to say what had just happened in front of the hall. Now he needs to know more about the blood devil temple to judge the true mentality of the blood devil ancestor.

The more the middle-aged servant listened, the more frightened he was. His face became pale and frightened, and he was shocked.

Then he gingerly introduced what he knew.

There are many disciples of the blood devil. Some of the first disciples who followed him are gifted, but their accomplishments have reached the peak of entering the divine realm.

There are three disciples at this level. They are named Dongfang XueYue, mingxuexin and Lu Xuezheng. They are equally powerful. It is said that they have been passed down by the blood devil.

In the later period of entering the divine realm, there were more than ten disciples in the seventh or eighth floor.

These disciples are highly valued by the blood demons. They either go out for training, or they can't go out Hearing this, Chen Yu's heart sank.

To the top of the world This level of martial arts, Chen Yu was very difficult to deal with, not to mention the true legend of the blood devil?

Waving his hand to the middle-aged servant, Chen Yu fell into thinking.

The old ancestor of blood devil was moody, so it was hard for Chen Yu to figure out what he would do next.

However, from the time he met the ancestor of the blood devil, Chen Yu had a general understanding that although he was moody, he still spoke a lot and would not go back on what he said.

This can be seen from the fact that he bypassed Fu Xuelong, Xue Xueyi and other disciples.

Of course, this person is also extremely cruel. He acts as he likes and attaches great importance to face.

Chen Yu pondered that the blood devil was a little hesitant, so he didn't want to kill himself.

"It should be that he felt threatened by the strength of Xueyan Ba Lian Jue, and he thought that my performance was too strong, so he killed me!" Chen Yu murmured in a low voice: "but he can't pull down the face to kill me personally, and he is also Xuexiu. He also hopes to see his fellow travelers on the way of blood magic!"

Chen Yu smiles bitterly.

After a while, Chen Yu shook his head and said, "no matter what, I can't lose to his disciples. Otherwise, he will let his disciples kill me because I am too weak to be called a Taoist friend by him."

Although he was aware of the contradiction of the blood devil's mentality, Chen Yu knew that he had no way back.

"In addition to Xumi Gong, I have to continue to practice the formula of Xueyan Ba and strive for a breakthrough!"

"Fortunately, the accumulation of blood flame refining formula should be enough!"

With a long breath, Chen Yu continued to practice in seclusion.

In the next half month, he pushed xumigong to the third level, and his bones and flesh began to contract and stretch.

He began to verify that he scattered his soul power in every corner of his body and controlled his body inch by inch.

Then, with the sound of bone cracking and rubbing, his body, as high as three feet, shrank by about a third.It doesn't look like a monster any more, but it still doesn't look like it belongs to human beings.

If you want to continue to contract, you don't have enough practice in Xumi Gong.

Chen Yu had a deep understanding of the meaning of Xumi. He understood that it was a very broad and subtle meaning.

Tasting this meaning, Chen Yu suddenly felt that this training method might not be as simple as it seems.

However, under the pressure of the top disciples of the blood devil's ancestors, Chen Yu had no time to continue to practice xumigong. He began to put a large part of his energy on the cultivation of Xueyan Ba Jue.