Chapter 66: Blood Calamity
"Yun Mengzong, you really think you're a major sect of the Xianmen." The old man said, flying up a strand of red light from his head, straight for Zhu Que's neck.
No good!
Zhu Di saw this red light and suddenly realized he had been deceived. This old man was not a Chu Jiang monster, but a Qi Refiner who was waiting for someone to take the bait.
In that red light, killing intent condensed, tens of thousands of withered bones struggled in the vortex, wailing.
"You're a blood demon!" Zhu Que's hands and feet went numb, and when he tried to speak again, his mouth couldn't even open.
Bai Qi was also shocked, he didn't expect that the old man wasn't a monster, if he had used the Chu Jiang Wang's jade seal to suppress him, he might have already fallen into his trap. Although Zhu Que wanted to deal with him, he had rich experience in traveling outside and could still be utilized.
At this point, Bai Qi took out his own Starry Sky Chessboard.
The entire temple was suddenly plunged into darkness and divided into 324 spaces. This Starry Sky Chessboard is a unique magic chessboard of the Yunmeng Sect, its attacking power may not be strong, but it can instantly divide into more than 300 spaces, controlling the target of attack, while crossing only one space, the enemy must cross more than 300 spaces to attack oneself.
This space is fragile but can consume the enemy's strength with maximum intensity.
The Starry Sky Chessboard appeared, and the sky suddenly turned dark, with stars shining brightly from the ninth heaven, bringing down the power of the stars. The red light broke through more than a hundred spaces in succession before finally dispersing in the starlight.
"Junior brother, I'm here." Zi Hong said, a strand of green silk flew up from the top of his head, transformed into a sword light, and rushed straight towards the old man.
The old man fell into the starry sky chessboard, still not looking back, but instead released another red light that revolved around his head. A strand of green silk broke through the air and came, the red light pounced on it, about to swallow the green silk.
Zi Hong sneered, if his Qing Si sword could be devoured by the Blood Slaughter, his master would not have passed it down to him.
That strand of green silk suddenly accelerated, emitting a thunderous sound. Zi Hong had followed Ziyu Xianren for many years and had already cultivated the sword energy into thunderous sounds. This thunderous sound was released, representing that the flying sword's speed had broken through its restraints, surpassing the speed of sound.
The old man was finally surprised, turned around and released a red glow again. In this red glow, a ugly black dragon roared, opened its mouth and swallowed the green silk that had just broken through the first strand of red light.
That strand of green silk entered the belly of the black python, and immediately lost contact with Zi Hong. Zi Hong was not surprised, and the green silk on his head fluttered again, flying out in hundreds of strands, traversing space in an instant to arrive at the old man's crown.
The old man turned his head again, and had already discovered a thread of flaw in the two spaces. He brought out a leather pouch from his hand, and tens of thousands of golden poisonous bees flew out, rushing straight towards the space where Bai Qi was located.
Bai Qi didn't bother to repair the spatial rift, instead he took out the Youling calabaza. The calabaza had now become a deep green color and was one circle larger than when he first got it. The tens of thousands of golden poisonous bees were like a violent gust of wind that blew into the space where Bai Qi was, but they were directly sucked in by the Youling calabaza.
Pilu Tongzi was bored in the gourd when he saw a large number of poisonous bees flying in, overjoyed, wanting to catch some to raise, but was strangled by the cyan aura under the Fengshen altar, and several thousand poisonous bees turned into yuanqi.
"Leave some for me, old man! This honey is precious!" shouted Piroton.
Bai Qi smiled and the demon gourd collected the dead objects with difficulty. This poisonous insect was simply a gift from heaven. Pi Luo Tong Zi was a plant spirit, he liked this poisonous bee, so Bai Qi didn't exterminate it completely.
The cyan golden aura sank down, and the remaining thousand or so golden poisonous bees were beckoned by Bi Luo Tong Zi to come over. Those poisonous bees still wanted to sting people, their venomous stingers fiercely piercing into Bi Luo Tong Zi's arm.
Pilou's eyes sparkled with amusement as he watched the poison enter his body, and he took a deep breath in satisfaction.
His skill, more than half of it relies on poison. The venom of the poisonous bee is injected into his body, but he absorbs it all. Immediately, the muscles in Bier Luo Tongzi's arm relaxed and popped, sending the poisonous bee flying away, along with its hooked stinger.
Those poisonous bees stung him repeatedly, but instead made the Piro child's face full of red light. After he absorbed enough poison, he spat out a red and green striped breath, enveloping these poisonous bees and trapping them in his own toxic fog.
These poisonous bees inhaled the toxic fog, instantly becoming docile, and fell one by one onto the true body of the Píluó Tóngzǐ. The towering tree that pierced the sky had now bloomed with flowers, and the poisonous bees swarmed up to absorb the pollen, replenishing their depleted energy.
Bailu Tongzi was delighted, and since he was willing to surrender, it would be easy to deal with. This golden poisonous bee was an ancient rare species, but after its bloodline degenerated, its toxicity decreased severely. However, the skill of brewing honey was not something that ordinary insects could compare to.
The golden-winged leaf-cutting bee can build nests and survive anywhere, with almost no temperature requirements. Moreover, the golden-winged leaf-cutting bee can retain some high-grade fairy grass extracts, refined honey, and elixirs of equal value to dan medicine, but in quantities that are dozens of times that of dan medicine.
For example, a Zhu Guo fruit takes tens of thousands of years to mature from flowering to fruition. During this time, the Golden Winged Leafcutter Bee can continuously collect pollen and produce a vast amount of Zhu Guo flower honey. In the hands of the most powerful immortal, one Zhu Guo is only enough to refine over 300 pellets of elixir, but the Golden Winged Leafcutter Bee can manufacture Zhu Guo flower honey for tens of thousands of years in a row. The difference in efficacy between this and an elixir is only about thirty or fifty times.
It looks like a big gap, but in terms of quantity, apart from the part that the Golden Winged Leafcutter Bee itself needs to eat, it has increased by tens of thousands of times. These flower nectars can also be used as materials for refining elixirs, further enhancing their efficacy.
Bailu Tongzi thought to himself, with these few thousand golden-winged leafcutter bees, he could cultivate a dozen or so colonies. Later on, if Master wanted any more spirit-class plants, he would be able to expand the colonies further.
The golden-winged leafcutter bee has average combat power, and the old man doesn't need it. However, when refining flower nectar, it's a good hand. If it can restore its bloodline and appear in its ancient form, the golden-winged leafcutter bee can also be used as a weapon to defend the medicine garden.
This achievement is great, even if Master has many more subordinates in the future, they can't compare to oneself.
Bailu Tongzi was in high spirits, and began to manipulate the poisonous bees. Outside the gourd, Bai Qi had already joined the battle. He came to exterminate the Chu Wang Temple, whoever obstructed this matter would end up the same, that is, being killed by him. The mission of Yunmeng Sect did not say so, but the teacher said so.
The old man's pale face had turned thoroughly green. The tens of thousands of poisonous bees he had painstakingly cultivated were gone, never to return. These poisonous bees were his trump card, and it was with these bees that he had killed several Qi Refining cultivators who were stronger than him on multiple occasions. The reputation of the Blood Scythe was built upon his Blood Scythe Spirit Light, but his true trump card was actually the Golden Winged Poisonous Bees.
This poisonous bee was obtained by Xue Xie in a cave when he was young, and it is difficult to raise. Normally, it likes to absorb the heavenly energy from jade stones. He paid a lot for these bees, but now they are all gone, making him furious.
"Originally wanted to capture two back, refine puppets, since it's like this, all of you will die!"
That old man with the nickname "Blood Calamity" suddenly leaped into the high air, taking out a talisman. The purple-black characters on this talisman twisted and distorted, and the white starry sky was torn apart by an unusual power, revealing the space behind it. Bai Qi controlled the talisman, but could only slow down the old man's destruction of space.
"Junior brother, don't be impatient." Zi Hong said calmly, those hundreds of strands of green silk merged together, and the thunderous sound shook, already chopping at the old man's head.
A burst of true fire spewed out, and on the old man's head, a shallow crack appeared.
His boundary is higher than Zi Hong, but his swordsmanship is far inferior. This Sword Qi Lei Yin skill specializes in breaking evil spirits, and the Qing Si sword can also harm the yin spirit. The old man was cut down by this sword and fell to the ground. Bai Qi's Moon Wheel Sword waited for a long time, and with a loud thunder, the old man's head fell to the ground.
On his broken neck, an old man was seen growing a new head again.
Bai Qi urged the sword intent of Liuyang Ben Lei Jian, and the Moon Wheel Sword Maru flashed through a series of illusions, decomposing into twenty-four small sword marbles. On these twenty-four sword marbles, the sword intent of Liuyang Ben Lei Jian was attached.
Jianwan's sword chopped down in succession, and the old man stumbled and staggered. Every time a sword came down, it would grind away a bit of his yin energy. His body was strong, but he couldn't withstand the loss of yin energy.
Zi Hong saw Bai Qi's strong attack and the effect was also outstanding, so he transformed his green silk sword into a thousand strands, learning from Bai Qi, attacking with one sword after another.
When Taoist skills are insufficient, sword techniques make up for it.
Two people only discuss boundaries and Taoist laws, but they are not as good as this old man. However, with the help of Xingkong Chess Boundary, two people only attack and do not defend, killing this old man until he is covered in wounds.
Zhu Di stood behind Bai Qi, his heart surging. Now that Bai Qi was focused on the enemy, if he were to make a move, he had a 30% chance of killing both Bai Qi and the female cultivator.
Shouldn't we take action immediately? But if that great enemy doesn't die, and White Start dies instead, the effect of this spell will disappear. How can the Blood Evil tolerate taking away White Start's corpse?
That old man knew he was no match, with only a body of magical power, but he couldn't escape the space of this spell.
His head grew out one, and was cut off one. Bai Qi and Zi Hong's sword lights intersected without any flaws. He could only use his arms to cover his neck, protecting it tightly, and grow a new pale head, shouting: "You dare hurt me? I am under the Night Emperor!"
"What a waste of words!" Bai Qi saw the old man's exhaustion, the 24 sword pellets reunited in one place, a bright moon hung in the sky, and his sword intent had already enveloped the old man.
"Take this sword from me, and I will spare your life!" Bai Qi said, and the moonlight suddenly disappeared. A devastating sword intent was released, and the Xian Jian sword intent unfolded without any restraint. Even the ten thousand strands of green silk hastily retreated, fearing that they would be injured by the sword's might.
With a loud thud, the old man's body was as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, his flesh and blood blurred. His yin spirit did not even escape, being destroyed by this sword, turning into a wisp of thin smoke, dispersing in the starry sky of the chessboard.
The bright moon scattered and flew back beside Bai Qi. Bai Qi sneered: "A subordinate of the Night Emperor, that's all."
He glanced at Zhu Que, whose face was wooden and pale. Just now he had been ready to take action, but was intimidated by Bai Qi's Xianjian Sword, his spirit injured.
