In the blink of an eye, the bloodline of the Mighty Figure of the Blood Vine race was refined and absorbed by Monk Daming as well!
A cold glint flashed through Monk Daming's eyes.
The head of the Mighty Figure of the Blood Vine race seemed to have been sliced by something extremely sharp and split into two slowly, revealing the Essence Spirit within.
Monk Daming reached out and captured the Essence Spirit of the Blood Vine race in his palm as well before continuing to hunt down the remaining four Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race.
Su Zimo frowned slightly.
Monk Daming was definitely not a merciful person. However, there seemed to be a deeper reason why he did not kill the Essence Spirit of the Blood Vine race's Half-Martial Ancestor.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Elder Cang Xi and the other three Half-Martial Ancestors were attacking wildly, trying to break through the spatial seal of Six Star Mountain.
However, if they could not find the spatial node, they would not be able to break through space with brute force for at least two to three days!
Monk Daming flew through the air with one hand behind his back. The Essence Spirits of two Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race were imprisoned in his palm as he strolled over leisurely.
"Everyone, we can only fight to the death!"
Elder Cang Xi said in a deep voice with a terrible expression.
The other three Blood Vine Half-Martial Ancestors swallowed their saliva and nodded as well. They swiftly gathered together and stared at Monk Daming intently with solemn expressions.
"Fellow Daoist, we don't know you. Why must you be so ruthless?"
Elder Cang Xi's tone finally softened.
"You guys don't know the cultivators here either. Why must you be so ruthless?" Monk Daming asked instead.
"You're different from them. They're just ants."
Elder Cang Xi continued to persuade, "The fact that you possess such combat strength after cultivating to the Conjoint Body realm is enough to earn the respect of the Blood Vine race!"
"Oh?"
Monk Daming did not stop in his tracks and said indifferently, "However, you guys are also ants in my eyes."
As a primordial race, this was probably the first time the Blood Vine race was treated as ants by someone.
In this world, there were not many people who had the qualifications and boldness to say such words!
"Attack!"
Suddenly, Elder Cang Xi hollered.
This short exchange had made him realize that it was impossible to beg this person to let them go!
They could only escape if they fought with their lives!
Elder Cang Xi did not release any Dharmic spells but released his Essence Spirit mystic technique directly!
The other three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race had a tacit understanding as well and released their Essence Spirit secret skills at the same time!
Four blood-colored gourds formed by Primordial Spirit Secret Techniques broke free from the Divine Consciousnesses of the four Half-Martial Progenitors and collided with Monk Daming!
Weng!
Although the Essence Spirit secret skills of the four Half-Martial Ancestors were released silently, the void trembled!
Monk Daming remained motionless as if he was frozen in place. He allowed the four blood gourds to crash into his glabella.
"Success!"
The eyes of the Blood Vine Race's four Half-Martial Ancestors lit up, and they were overjoyed.
They had not expected that Monk Daming would be struck by their four Essence Spirit secret skills and enter his consciousness as though he could not react in time!
Once an Essence Soul mystic technique entered the sea of consciousness, it would directly face the Essence Soul.
Even if that person had some sort of Essence Spirit defensive Dharmic weapon, it would be difficult for him to defend against the Essence Spirit secret skills of four Half-Martial Ancestors!
Suddenly!
Suddenly, an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation burst forth from Monk Daming's glabella!
A gentle breeze blew and blew the long hair in front of his forehead, revealing a thin blood scar on his glabella.
At that moment, the blood scar seemed to have turned even redder, as though a blood-colored eye was about to open!
Monk Daming was safe and sound!
When the Essence Spirit secret skills of the four Half-Martial Ancestors entered Monk Daming's glabella, they seemed to have been neutralized by the blood scar and vanished into thin air!
Su Zimo was not surprised by that.
Back in the Grand Primordium Ancient Temple, his Qinglian Sword had failed to penetrate Monk Daming's glabella!
All of a sudden!
Su Zimo frowned, feeling as though he had missed out on something crucial!
"Y-Y-You're Heaven …"
Elder Cang Xi pointed at Monk Daming and his voice trembled, as though he had discovered something.
Monk Daming smiled gently and extended his palm, grabbing gently towards Elder Cang Xi through the void!
Poof!
Elder Cang Xi's body seemed to be squeezed together by a pair of invisible hands and exploded instantly, turning into a blood mist!
Elder Cang Xi's Essence Spirit was casually restrained by Monk Daming as well.
Monk Daming strode forward and arrived beside the three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race. He merely raised a single arm and slapped down towards the three Half-Martial Ancestors!
Sensing a life-and-death crisis, the three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race channeled the Dharmic powers of their Essence Spirits and released many talismans, Dharmic arts and Dharmic weapons as though they had gone mad!
It was the final struggle of a Half-Martial Ancestor!
The physique of Monk Daming who had fused four Supreme Dharma Characteristics was way too terrifying!
Even against the frenzied attacks of the three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race, he had no intention of dodging or retreating. Channeling his bloodline, the sound of a tsunami surged!
Monk Daming's aura was rising rapidly as well!
Before long, it broke through a certain threshold!
Behind Monk Daming, the phenomenons of the Four Great Vajras glared with fiery gazes and a terrifying might!
"Bloodline phenomenon!"
The three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race exclaimed.
Their Dharmic arts were destroyed instantly against the Four Great Vajras!
Right then, Su Zimo's gaze narrowed.
He could clearly see Monk Daming frowning and a pained expression appeared on his face!
The feeling that Monk Daming gave him was that he was wise, gentle, unfathomable and expressionless.
No matter what kind of pain he was enduring, Monk Daming would most likely not reveal it!
Why did Monk Daming feel pain when he was channeling his Bloodline phenomenon?
All of a sudden!
The Four Great Vajras that had just been condensed behind Monk Daming gradually fused together to form a new phenomenon!
Under normal circumstances, the fusion of the Four Great Vajras should have turned even more sacred and dignified.
However, at that moment, after the fusion, a blood-stained figure with torrential fiend qi appeared behind Monk Daming!
"Roar!"
The figure's appearance could not be seen and its features were blurry. It charged towards the three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race and let out a deafening roar!
Monk Daming's eyes were closed and his body was trembling slightly as well, as though he was enduring immense torture!
Suddenly, the figure moved and lunged towards the three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race. In midair, it transformed into a gigantic blood-colored human face that opened its mouth and devoured the three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race!
The Dharmic weapons in midair dimmed in the blink of an eye after they were devoured by the blood-colored mouth and fell from midair into piles of scrap metal!
"Ah!"
The three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race shrieked tragically. However, no matter how they resisted, it was useless and they were still devoured by the blood-colored human face!
Gulp! Gulp!
The blood-colored human face gulped down mouthfuls of blood!
The bodies of the three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race shriveled at a visible speed!
Right then, Monk Daming touched his glabella gently and chanted Sanskrit. Suddenly, he opened his eyes and clarity returned to his eyes.
His Bloodline phenomenon, the blood-colored human face, gradually turned into nothingness as well!
In that short period of time, the bloodlines of the three Half-Martial Ancestors of the Blood Vine race were sucked dry, leaving behind only three skeletons and terrified Essence Spirits.
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