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Chapter 242

The cold voice cut through the void and penetrated the nine heavens.

The endless dark clouds above the Heavenly Sword Mountain seemed to be enraged, and they became more and more churning, electric lights flashed, and thunder rumbled, making people tremble.

"Click!"

A huge thunder fell from the clouds, instantly illuminating the dim heaven and earth, dazzling and dazzling.

Without waiting for Fang Mo to move, the 'blood-colored bracelet' on his wrist swooped and soared into the air.

Rising in the wind, in the blink of an eye, a hundred zhang giant python was born.

The whole body is like blood, hard as iron.

In the face of that huge thunder, the little blood python was tall and fearless.

A pair of scarlet-like snake eyes revealed crazy fighting intent.

It was madness and longing from the depths of the blood!

"Hiss... Roar! In

an earth-shattering roar, the little blood's wings spread, rolled up the endless bloody wind, soared into the sky, and roared towards that thunder.

Fang Mo looked up at the blood-colored python body in the air, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to see the shadow of that day again.

Without fear of Tianwei, the vein of small blood is really not simple.

Above the sky, the small blood suddenly opened its blood basin against that thunder, and the huge mouth of nearly 100 zhang was like an abyss, unfathomable.

In the next second, that thunder was swallowed into the stomach by small blood.

"Hum..."

a dull voice came from the small blood belly.

Immediately afterwards, the blood-colored scales on the surface of the small blood body began to flash with thunderous light, and the light and darkness were uncertain.

The small bloody python body twisted extremely quickly, and after a moment, the thunder light disappeared, and the blood-colored python body flowed brightly, recovering as before.

"Hiss! Roar! Little

Blood flapped his blood-colored wings and raised his head and roared at the huge dark cloud in the sky, as if provocatively.

"Boom..." The

layers of dark clouds churned again, and the thunder roared, resounding through the heavens and the earth, as if completely enraged.

Thunder is constantly brewing, and the heavens and the earth are becoming more and more depressed.

"Click!"

A thunder fell again from the thick clouds, and the white light was dazzling.

Brilliant and powerful, like the end of the world.

This thunder was even thicker than before, enveloping Tianwei, and becoming more and more terrifying.

But that's not the end of it.

"Boom!"

Dozens of white thunders followed, like a white ocean, overwhelming the sky, as if to destroy everything in front of them.

"Hiss!"

The little blood snake's eyes were erected, the scales of its whole body were tightly contracted, and its fighting intent was high-pitched.

It could feel the terrifying power contained in those thunders, but it did not have the slightest fear of retreating.

The madness deep in its bloodline makes it fearless of all.

Just as it was waving its blood wings and preparing to strike straight up, a terrifying killing intent swept through the heavens and earth.

Its python body seemed to merge with its surroundings, and the heavens and the earth were scarlet.

Immediately afterwards, in its jade-like snake eyes, countless smooth blood-colored tentacles were intertwined like flexible snake bodies, forming a heavenly tentacle.

The tendons bulge and twist constantly.

The next moment, this hideous tentacle rose up like a blood dragon into the sky, meeting the thunder rain.

"Boom!!"

With a loud bang, a thunder was crushed by the Optimus tentacles, turning into a sky of thunder and dissipating little by little.

At the very front of the Optimus tentacles, a scorched black crack appeared, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered by the blood-colored tentacles behind.

One after another, layer after layer, as if endless.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

At this time, dozens of thunderbolts also fell on the Optimus tentacles.

The hideous tentacle vibrated violently, shattering all the thunder, and then struck the pitch-black cloud high in the sky.

The pitch-black dark cloud seemed to sense the danger, and the faint thunder sounded again, and the clouds and mist churned.

"Boom!"

Without the slightest pause, the Optimus tentacles directly crushed the layers of dark clouds.

The clouds scattered and the thunder died down.

As the dark clouds collapsed, the indescribable coercion was also swept away.

The Optimus tentacles continued to twist and contract, scattered into countless blood-colored tentacles, retracted extremely quickly, and after a few breaths, they disappeared into the sea of blood.

The blood dispersed, the sunlight fell, and the heavens and the earth returned to clarity, as if everything just now was an illusion.

"Heavenly Dao..." Fang

Mo caressed the small blood in his hand that shrank again, and looked up at the sky slightly, his eyes deep.

He could feel the indescribable terrifying aura just now, it was Huanghuang Tianwei.

But in the depths, Fang Mo had a feeling that it was just an unconscious move of the Heavenly Dao just now, just like a human instinctive reaction...

Moreover, just when that Tianwei appeared, the Immortal Blood Lotus in his dantian actually exuded an aura that was not weaker than that Tianwei in the slightest!

Fang Mo withdrew his gaze and slightly sensed the immortal blood lotus in the lower dantian, and the blood lotus at this time had once again returned to its usual calm, gently swaying in the dan sea.

"What the hell are you..."

muttered Fang Mo softly.

The feeling given to him by this Ten Thousand Transformation Blood Code became more and more mysterious, and even the Immortal Blood Lotus he couldn't see through it...

"Alas..." For

a long time, Fang Mo shook his head slightly.

I don't think about it, the most important thing is to improve my strength.

Only the strong can cope with all the crises that lie ahead.

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Mo sat on the ground again...

...

A few days later, the Temple of Blood.

Three figures appeared outside the Blood Temple.

"Hmm..." Yi

Shui'er squinted her eyes and took a deep breath, revealing a hint of intoxication.

"What are you doing?"

The Five Poison Rakshasas looked at Yi Shui'er, and her beautiful eyes were full of doubts.

"Cluck... I'm smelling the master's breath..." Yi Shui'er playfully winked at the Five Poison Rakshasa.

"You..."

The five poisonous rakshas seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned slightly red.

"Cluck..."

Yi Shui'er covered her mouth and chuckled when she saw the embarrassment on the face of the Five Poison Rakshasa.

"Okay, Sister Rakshasa, don't tease you, go, go to the master."

As Yi Shui'er said, she took the white jade hand of the Five Poison Rakshasa and walked towards the main hall.

Liu Yunxi followed without saying a word.

Along the way, he did not dare to have a little smile expression for the playful laughter between the two women.

The scene of the massacre that day, Liu Yunxi has been vividly remembered, and he has a deep understanding of the horror of the two women.

"I've seen Lord Bloodiehime!"

Outside the gate of the hall, two blood-robed demon cultivators saluted Yi Shui'er and the Five Poisonous Rakshasa respectfully.

"Hmm."

Yi Shui'er bowed her head slightly, pulled the five poisonous rakshas and ran towards the side hall.

"Go slowly, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

The Five Poisons Rakshasa said helplessly.

"Cluck, what do you say..."

Yi Shui'er looked at the Five Poisonous Rakshasa playfully, and that gaze seemed to mean something.

Seeing this, the five poisonous rakshas simply stopped talking, and gave Yi Shui'er a blank look.

I didn't expect that my five-poison raksha would be frequently ridiculed by a little girl, it's really ...

"Master!"

Yi Shui'er violently pushed away the side hall.

"Huh?"

Looking at the empty side hall, Yi Shui'er's face was full of doubts.

Even the Five Poison Rakshasas were a little surprised.

"Two Blood Ji masters, the Lord has been away for a while."

When the two women were puzzled, the voice of the demon boy came from behind them.

"Where did the master go?"

Yi Shui'er turned her head to look at the demon boy.

"This Lord did not say."

The demon boy whispered.

"Oh..."

Yi Shui'er showed a hint of disappointment.

Although the face of the five poisonous rakshas beside him did not change, a trace of loss flashed in his beautiful eyes.

"But before the Lord goes, let me hand over a person to Lord Poison Ji."