Chapter 1771
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The origin of the blood mask was unknown but there was a high chance that it came from the upper world.
Even Wu Dao's true body could not suppress it with his full strength, let alone Su Zimo's other Dharmic treasures.
Although the bronze square tripod was filled with cracks and looked like it was completely crippled, it had been indestructible ever since Su Zimo obtained it!
Even if it took on all the top-tier Dharmic treasures of Tianhuang Mainland head-on, the bronze square tripod would not be damaged at all.
Su Zimo did not think much when he summoned the bronze square tripod.
He merely thought that he might be able to restrain the blood mask with the bronze square tripod so that Wu Dao's true body could think of a way to suppress it.
To think that there would be a living being hidden within the blood mask with an intense reaction, as though it knew the bronze square tripod!
If the blood mask came from the upper world, the bronze square tripod must be something of the upper world as well!
Furthermore, the blood mask seemed to be extremely fearful of the bronze square tripod!
Boom!
The bronze square tripod descended suddenly and smashed onto the blood mask!
"Ah!"
A blood-curdling scream came from within the blood-red mask!
The rumbling fiend qi around the blood mask was shattered by that single blow and the blood on the mask was splattered everywhere!
The blood rapidly condensed into a single drop of blood in midair that emitted an evil aura, wanting to attach itself to the mask once more.
At that moment, Wu Dao's true body abandoned the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor decisively and descended before lifting the bronze square tripod to suppress it once more!
Boom!
It was yet another deafening sound!
The drop of blood was shattered by the bronze square tripod once more!
Even though the drop of blood was recondensed, its blood glow was much dimmer.
Wu Dao's true body reached out and trapped the remaining drop of blood in his palm.
With a single thought, Wu Dao's true body closed his fingers and an impenetrable prison was formed in his palm.
Although the drop of blood was dim, it was still extremely violent and shrouded in fiend qi!
This drop of blood sometimes transformed into a strange and ferocious bloody face, and sometimes it condensed into a lifeless tombstone. It rampaged in the palm of the Martial Dao True Body, trying to break free from his grasp!
"Hmph!"
Wu Dao sneered and condensed his Martial Soul Fire and Red Lotus Hellfire in his palms.
The two flames burned at the same time!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! "
The drop of blood let out a miserable shriek. It was extremely painful.
Even so, the two flames were still unable to completely refine it!
He did not know the origin of this drop of blood, nor did he know whose blood it was.
Even though it was only a single drop, it was still able to resist the power of the Martial Spirit Fire and the Red Lotus Fire!
At this moment, the battle had yet to end.
Wu Dao kept the prison and let his Martial Soul Fire and Karmic Fire of the Red Lotus burn and refine the drop of blood.
Although the two balls of flames were unable to refine it, they were still able to refine it.
However, for this drop of blood to break free from the prison formed by Wu Dao's true body, it would be as difficult as ascending to the heavens!
The Martial Dao Body picked up the mask that was floating in the air.
Without the taint of the blood-red light, the mask returned to its original appearance. It was silvery-white, and it was unknown what material it was made of, but it was slightly cool to the touch.
Wu Dao clenched his fist tightly, intending to crush the mask and throw it away.
However, the silver mask was perfectly fine!
Wu Dao's true body could crush even an artifact into scrap metal, yet he could not even crush a mask that was as thin as a cicada's wing!
The silver mask was clearly no ordinary artifact!
Wu Dao kept the silver mask and tossed the bronze square cauldron back to Qinglian's true body. He then moved closer to the Blood-Refining Demon Emperor.
Without the blood mask, the Blood-Refining Demon Emperor's aura weakened significantly. His strength was significantly weakened too.
The injuries that he had accumulated during the battle with Wu Dao's true body were completely unleashed within a short period of time, causing him to age significantly.
On the other side of the battlefield …
Against the combined attacks of the two true bodies, the Bi 'an Demon Emperor was already at the end of his rope.
The Dragon Phoenix True Body extended its menacing claws and lunged forward to engage the Bi 'an Demon Emperor in melee combat. It bit furiously and its innate divine powers were released repeatedly!
Heaven and earth shook and the voids on the battlefield were filled with cracks!
The Dragon Phoenix True Body restrained the Bi 'an Demon Emperor tightly. Su Zimo received the bronze square cauldron tossed back by Wu Dao's true body. Raising the gigantic cauldron, he leaped into the air and smashed it viciously towards the Bi' an Demon Emperor's head!
Bang!
The Bi 'an Demon Emperor could not dodge at all against the entanglement of the Dragon Phoenix True Body!
He could only tilt his head slightly to avoid being hit in his vitals.
The bronze square cauldron smashed onto his shoulder heavily. Accompanied by a series of cracking sounds, the Bi 'an Demon Emperor's shoulder was smashed into smithereens!
"Roar!"
The Bi 'an Demon Emperor let out a painful roar.
Half of his body was almost smashed into pieces by the bronze square cauldron!
"Pfft!"
The Dragon Phoenix True Body seized the opportunity and chomped off the Bi 'an Demon Emperor's head!
Blood spewed and splattered everywhere!
The Essence Spirit of the Bi 'an Demon Emperor broke free from his shell. The moment it escaped, it saw a shadow looming over!
The bronze square cauldron descended once more!
Bang!
The Essence Spirit of the Bi 'an Demon Emperor was destroyed on the spot by the bronze square cauldron!
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor's second clone was completely dead as well!
After losing two clones in succession, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor's combat strength decreased immensely after losing the blood mask.
"Blood Fiend, die!"
The gaze of Wu Dao's true body intensified and his attacks became even more ferocious. Punch after punch, he did not give the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor any chance to catch his breath!
"Bang!"
Finally.
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor could not hold on any longer and was punched heavily in the chest by Wu Dao's true body, breaking through his defenses.
That punch almost severed the lifeforce within the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor's body!
The blood qi within the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor's body deteriorated rapidly and his lifeforce drained away!
Right now, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was no longer as glorious as before. His body was tattered, his hair was disheveled and he was covered in injuries – he was at the end of his road.
"Fufufufufu …"
Suddenly, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor burst into laughter and murmured, "To think that I would still lose to you in the end! Hahahaha! "
It was clear that the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was not referring to Su Zimo.
As his laughter subsided, the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor suddenly raised his head and glared fiercely at Wu Dao's true body, snarling through clenched teeth, "Araki Takeshi, if not for Monk Daming, you wouldn't have been able to defeat me!"
Wu Dao's true body was silent.
If Monk Daming had not sacrificed himself to destroy one of the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor's clones, the outcome of this battle would have been unpredictable.
"That's fine too. “
The Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor suddenly smiled. "Since you're already dead, I'll make a move first. I'll follow you to the netherworld as well. Let's fight again when we reach Acheron's path!"
Realizing that the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor was about to commit suicide, Wu Dao's true body arrived before the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor in a flash and restrained his Essence Spirit.
There were still many secrets about the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor.
Who was the creator of the Blood Refinement Fiend Sutra?
What was the cloning technique that the Blood Refinement Fiend Emperor cultivated?
What was the origin of that blood mask …
Wu Dao's true body wanted to get an answer to all of those secrets!
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