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date="2021-11-28"

title="Chapter 137 Blood Guardian"

weight="153705"

series = ["Cultivating in Online Games"]

mode = "manual"

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The realm of cultivation is at the foot of the mountain.

An elder of the Transcendent God stage took several Yuanying stage disciples on patrols down the mountain. These Yuanying stage practitioners were either direct disciples or disciples who were highly regarded in the inner sect. They were all the masters of the sect. Actually doing a mountain patrol mission.

"In the past, patrolling the mountains and other trivial things were done by a younger disciple of the inner sect of the Jindan period with a few disciples of the outer sect of the foundation-building period. Where did you get so many masters?" said a Yuanyingqi disciple.

Another beautifully born female disciple pulled off the corner of his clothes and said, "Senior Qingming, don’t want to say more. A few days ago, the Temple of Fu attacked our sect, and a Mahayana master used a divine weapon to destroy our guard. The mountain formation method, the death and injury of many elders of the transformation stage. The younger brother of Elder Tiansong who led us to patrol the mountain died in that battle. Now when you mention Fushen Temple, wouldn’t it be that you put salt on Elder Tiansong’s wounds? ."

"I confessed that no one broke the formation?" Qing Ming said through a voice transmission.

The female disciple sighed: "The other party used a nine-day silk, an ancient artifact, which was silent and invisible. Moreover, several mountain patrol disciples at that time were all killed by the people of the temple. If we are of such strength, at least we can send a message back to the gate of the mountain. You won’t be attacked by Fushen Temple unpreparedly."

"I heard that the Heavenly Sword Sect also sent a talisman that day, saying that it was attacked by the Fushen Temple?"

"Exactly, Dao Zong had no time to take care of himself at that time, and finally defeated the enemy, and the head of the head took a few elders to repair the mountain protection formation without sleep, and it was only slowed down today. Fortunately, the Qingtian Sword sent a message afterwards. To report safety, say that there is an expert to help."

"What an expert?"

"They didn't mention it."

Qing Ming leaned against the female disciple of Dao Yizong who had a lot of problems, and his eyes swept across the beautiful face of this female disciple, and said through the voice: "I heard that the Qingtian Sword Sect had given Dao a lot of magic weapons for shelter. Are there any old things from the Sword Master Xuansu Double Sword?"

The female disciple only thinks that the gentle and courteous brother today not only talks a lot, but also has wretched eyes. She frowned and said: "This is a matter for the elders, how do I know, why do you talk so much? Peace of mind patrolling the mountain, Uncle Tiansong has already seen it. NS."

However, Qing Ming grabbed the female disciple's waist and smiled evilly: "It seems that you only know so much. You have to ask the old man who led the team for the rest!"

After that, he pierced the female disciple’s abdomen with a palm from behind, held the Nascent Soul in the dantian, smiled and said to the elder Tiansong: "The bull nose of Dao Yizong, I am the blood protector of the temple, you should have heard of me. ?"

While talking, the skin of a disciple on his face fell piece by piece, revealing a mass of blood underneath, and the blood guardian under the skin of the human being did not even have a personal shape.

The other disciples responded in a timely manner, and immediately moved away from the blood guardian and the woman, and retreated behind the elder Tiansong, preparing to set up an array to deal with this evildoer.

"Bold evildoer, what happened to Qingming?" Elder Tiansong shouted.

Blood Guardian smiled and said: "Old Man Tiansong, the time difference between you and me is almost the same. Have you never heard of the unique skill of Subduing Divine Temple Blood Guardian?"

It is precisely because of knowing that Elder Tiansong is heartbroken for Qingming. According to legend, there is a secret technique in the blood protection method, which can turn the whole body into pus and blood, melt into the blood of a certain cultivator, and secretly swallow the cultivator infant and flesh and blood. In the end, only a piece of human skin is left to drape outside. The blood protection method is okay. Play like this person.

At this moment, Qing Ming's skin fell off a little bit. It was obviously that he had been killed. Counting time, it should have been a few days ago when the temple of Fu was attacking the mountain.

"Isn't the time to care about a dead person?" The Blood Guardian injected all his strength into the female disciple Yu Wangshu's Nascent Soul, forcing Yu Wangshu to scream. It’s a pity that the delicate little beauty has not lost her primordial yin."

"What do you want to do?" Elder Tiansong opened up the battle and prepared to deal with the Blood Guardian, while the disciples were sent back to the mountain as soon as possible.

"I just want to ask, what did the Great Sky Sword Sect give to Dao? You obediently hand over all the things of the Great Sky Sword Sect, so you don't have to suffer this kind of suffering." When the blood protector spoke, his face was already All fell down and turned into a blood-red man with an evil face and eyes.

"The magic weapons of the Qingtian Sword Sect are all inherited by the righteous monks over the years. How can they be handed over to you such an evil demon?" Tiansong glanced at the painful female disciple, gritted his teeth and said, "Yu Wangshu, uncle help If you can keep a trace of soul, you will find your uncle in the next life to settle the account. You can pay for this skill and soul!"

After all, Elder Tiansong waved his palm to the blood protector, did not avoid Yu Wangshu at all, and wanted to attack two people with one move.

"Oh, why do you righteous people treat yourself so cruelly?" The Blood Guard drew out his hand, holding Yu Wangshu's Yuanying in his palm, kicking away the body without the Yuanying.

At the same time, he caught Tiansong's whisk with one palm, and his palm turned into a stream of bright red blood rushing to Tiansong's arm, as if to seize Tiansong's body.

Where could Tiansong be fooled by the blood protector, he took out a khaki turtle shell with the other hand and threw it to the blood protector.

"The mysterious tortoise shell is specially used to deal with this kind of practice of mine. You are very well prepared for the Dao Sect." The Blood Guardian said solemnly.

No matter how evil the blood guard force is, he can't escape from the five elements. He is a water practitioner. Turk and water are the five elements restraining each other, and the mysterious tortoise shell just suppresses his practice.

The mysterious tortoise shell cracked into forty-nine rock and soil walls in the air. Tiansong threw out the hand that was entangled in the blood protector and used all his skills to manipulate the mysterious tortoise shell to trap the blood protector. When Tiansong trapped the blood guardian, he deliberately left him holding Yu Wangshu’s hand. After all, he wanted to save the martial arts disciple. Seeing that the blood guardian had been trapped for most of them, he flicked the dust around Yu Wangshu’s original infant. Trying to save the disciple.

At this moment, a knife passed through the chest behind Tiansong, directly injuring Tiansong.

Tiansong reluctantly turned around and saw the disciple behind, Qing Ye, the disciple he had sent out to send a message.

Qing Ye's face also fell off a little bit, showing the appearance of a blood protector: "Who said that I can only control one person at a time? That's a matter of the transformation stage."

The four major guardians of the Fushen Temple, blood, yin, evil, and desire are all the peaks of the god transformation stage. The early stage of evil cultivation is fast and the later stage is slow. If you want to advance to the god transformation stage, it will provoke the extremely terrible thunder. Dao Yizong can't be ignorant.

It happened that this was supposed to be the blood protector of the God-Transforming Period, but I don't know when it became the Mahayana Period.

The blood guardian trapped by the mysterious tortoise shell was distracted and tore off the magic weapon on his body, and said with a low smile: "Such a good high-level magic weapon, your disciple's Nascent Soul, I laughed it. It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer the question, just take you out. The soul, contemplation will let you say everything."

Tiansong said with difficulty: "You, you are at the foot of Dao Yizong Mountain, doing and doing such things, no, you will not succeed. I have already sent a subpoena..."

"Oh, you said this talisman," the blood protector took out a spell, and he pointed to the sky, "Nine Heavens Aya is above, this space has been completely sealed, and you can't pass a word out, hahahahaha! "

The Blood Guardian smiled arrogantly, Tiansong's face was desperate, thinking about the self-destruction of the Nascent Soul, at least not allowing this evil cultivator to get news that was unfavorable to the teacher's sect through the use of soul-satisfaction.

Just as Tiansong was preparing to burn the jade and stone, a gap was said to have been sealed off in the sky, which looked like a crack cut by a sword.

A black cat fell in the gap, which looked like a demon repair with extremely high skill. Tiansong saw that it was a monster, and thought that it was also an eagle dog in the temple of Fu, and his heart was very sad. Is it really the right way for heaven to die?

The black cat turned around in the air, glanced at the battlefield and uttered, "Which is the bastard of Fushen Temple?"

After finishing speaking, there is a difference: "Huh? The bastard has not been blocked. I usually say such things as ‘beep-’."

The blood guardian's face sank: "Who are you? You can enter the space sealed by Nine Heavens Aya?"

"Jiutianling?!" The black cat almost broke, "No, our team is so lucky. We met Jiutianling as soon as we arrived?"

He shouted at the crack in the sky: "Come on, Jiutianling is here!"

"What are you shouting, am I not here to serve my boss?" A verdant willow branch hangs down from the sky, the branches are entwined, and a wooden ladder is laid from the sky to the ground.

The white-clothed man with a sandalwood fan in one hand walked down from the willow ladder. The man's face looked very good, and his eyes had a sense of righteousness. It is worth noting that he is a man of skill, but he is practicing evil by relying on the art of replenishment. Xiu is the most wicked way to go.

Following him was the willow tree. He was dressed in a new green gown, his ink hair was scattered, his face was white and feminine, and his body was covered in evil.

All three people in a row were evil cultivators, and they were all at the peak of the transformation stage. Facing such an opponent, fearing that they would not even be able to explode the Nascent Soul, the elder Tiansong spouted blood, and his face was desolate.

"Xiaoyao, your body is too big, so you can't honestly make a potted plant if you block the hole?" Behind them, the plain-looking man with a long knife jumped down, and he was a righteous monk.

Followed by two young women, one in red is like a fire, and is not beautiful, the other is slightly younger, light and holy, and is actually a spiritual cultivation!

The six-man team of Black Cat, Yuanhang, Xiaoyao, Aotian, Qingyue, and Ganoderma lucidum has output, control and treatment, and is fully equipped to come to the world of comprehension.

The leading black cat pointed to the blood protector and said, "This kid has nine days, fight!"

As soon as the voice fell, the black cat turned around in the sky and turned into a monk holding a golden Zen stick. He lowered the stick to the blood guard and yelled: "Gan!"

A golden Buddha's light overflowing with the word "Gan" appeared on the Zen stick and slammed heavily on the Blood Guardian.

"My God, can you say it?" The black cat said in surprise. "Brothers, there is no shield in this map!"

"I'll try, Gan Gan Gan! Really, so happy!" The Willow Tree Demon also said happily.

The sailing crew in the team pinched their eyebrows and sighed: "Hurry up and save people. According to the rules of the event, saving people can earn points!"

"Okay, boss!" The willow tree demon's branches unfolded, firmly binding the half-dead disciples such as Tiansong, Yu Wangshu, and dragging them to the feet of the Ganoderma lucidum girl.

As for why these people did not resist, and why the Blood Guardian did not stop it, it was naturally because Qingyue had already used the control skill "Overwhelming the Country and Alluring City" to control the local mentality indiscriminately, as long as these people raised the thought of "This woman is extremely beautiful" , It will be controlled by skills.

The Blood Guardian was in the Mahayana period and was only controlled for a moment, but it was this moment that let Yimeng Xiaoyao rescue Yuwang Shu Yuanying in his hand.

The girl with Ganoderma lucidum patted her arm continuously to treat a disciple of Dao Yizong.

Tiansong's skill is the highest, and he quickly regained his ability to speak. He said with difficulty: "You, you are..."

The Lingzhi girl said: "Speak less and concentrate on healing. After you heal, you can quickly help us set up a spiritual gathering formation, which is the kind that can quickly restore aura."

Since the last time met the spirit gathering formation at Qi Feichen, the Ganoderma lucidum girl has regarded all these npcs in the cultivation world as food and grass depots.

On the other side, the blood guardian quickly became sober, and he asked vigilantly: "Who are you?"

"We are Wushuangzong's disciple and Duguzhuo's ally. What level are you? Let's ask another question, how is your skill?" Aotian asked.

"Dugu Zhuo? It really didn't take much effort. A few cultivators of the transformation stage dared to yell with me, the Mahayana cultivator, and immediately told you not to know how to die!" Blood Guardian said gloomily.

He was excited to find the news of Dugu Zhuo, who knew how many people on the opposite side were also happy to give high fives.

"Mahayana period, level 100! Nine days Aya, one of the four quest props, was just like that, we came across, yeah!" The black cat said happily.

"We can get experience and advance to level 100 by killing the Mahayana practitioners, brothers!" Yimeng Xiaoyao rushed out first.