Yang Xuanzang's body trembled as he felt the blood Qi rush to his limbs, trying to take control of his body. He shouted, "Get out!"
He desperately circulated his True Yuan, trying to shake out the blood Qi, but he found that it was useless. Instead, his own strength was being crushed by the Blood Saint patriarch.
Yang Xuanzang's heart was filled with endless fear. As long as his Spiritual Sea was occupied, he would be completely controlled. If he fell into the hands of the Blood Saint patriarch, he would never be able to reincarnate.
All of a sudden, a thought flashed through his mind, and he quickly changed the hand seal in his hand. The white light around his body instantly turned into a vast ghost Qi, and countless chains of laws rushed in from all directions, piercing through his body and binding him completely.
These chains of law swam through his meridians, and while binding Yang Xuanzang, they also slightly suppressed his blood Qi, delaying the time for him to be controlled.
"Heh, a mantis trying to stop a chariot. What else can you do?"
The Blood Saint patriarch sneered. In his eyes, Yang Xuanzang was just a grasshopper on the verge of death, struggling powerlessly.
Just as he was mocking Yang Xuanzang, his face suddenly changed, revealing a look of disbelief and anger. He roared, "What are you doing?!"
The Blood Saint patriarch had already possessed Yang Xuanzang's body, so his anger and roar were also Yang Xuanzang's body.
It was as if a door had opened in the body that was almost completely under his control. An unstoppable force surged out and surged into Yang Xuanzang's body, clashing with his blood qi in an instant.
"Impossible!"
The Blood Saint patriarch shouted in horror. That force was at least at the peak of the nine-star Thousand Realms Whirling stage. If he was at his peak, he wouldn't be afraid, but now, he was already exhausted. Even a peak nine-star Thousand Realms Whirling stage couldn't maintain it.
"Damn it, where did this force come from? Impossible! "
Cold sweat rolled down the Blood Saint patriarch's face. Half of his body was taken away by that force, and he only occupied a small part of it.
"Ghost Qi! It's innate ghost Qi! "
The Blood Saint patriarch roared in anger. "You used a summoning technique to summon an innate ghost into your body!"
The anger on Yang Xuanzang's face quickly turned into mockery. "Aren't you very capable? Let's see who will devour who! "
Ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. The power of the Innate Ghost began to devour the Blood Qi, intending to devour his opponent.
Yang Xuanzang suddenly recalled the scene of his battle with Tian Chou. Tian Chou had drawn the power of the Innate Ghost into his body. Although it was extremely dangerous, he had to admit that it was extremely powerful.
This move carried a huge risk. If he was not careful, he could explode and die. He could even be controlled by the Innate Ghost's spirit. However, he was about to die. He could not care less.
The power of the Connate Ghost was indeed very strong. As soon as it crossed over, it began to compete with Blood Saint Patriarch for the physical body.
Yang Xuanzang looked on coldly as thousands of thoughts raced through his mind. There was no way he was going to sit there and wait for death. He knew that no matter which of these two forces won, they would come and take control of him.
He formed a seal with both hands and sat cross-legged on the spot.
The blood-red barrier that covered a large area instantly turned into a barrier that was a mixture of blood-red and ghostly Qi.
Many cultivators looked on in shock. They saw Yang Xuanzang sitting cross-legged with a calm expression. However, his brows were tightly furrowed. They did not understand the situation inside.
If the barrier was completely blood-red, everyone would think that he had been devoured. Now, Blood Saint Patriarch was digesting it. However, the barrier was dual-colored. Moreover, everyone knew that Yang Qingxuan had fused with a ghost cultivator. It was normal for him to have a huge ghostly Qi barrier.
Therefore, the current situation was very confusing.
Fu Zhen and the others thought in their hearts, "That Yang Qingxuan can't possibly turn things around, right? This is a ten-star Thousand Realms Whirling expert. How can he resist? "
However, the two forces in the dual-colored barrier constantly intertwined and flashed. What was even more shocking was that the blood-red color gradually faded and shrank.
After a long time, a scream came from Yang Xuanzang's body. It was filled with terror. "Let me out! Let me out! "
It was Blood Saint Patriarch's voice!
Yang Xuanzang's body began to transform into a blood clone. A large number of blood talismans floated out as if they were trying to escape.
However, ghostly Qi immediately soared into the sky. Yang Xuanzang's head turned into a ghost. He opened his mouth and sucked in all the blood that flowed out.
"Crash!" His body fell into destruction. However, just as half of it shattered, it immediately repaired itself. Then, it became extremely distorted and even lost its human form.
However, no matter how much it changed, the blood Qi in the huge energy barrier gradually decreased until it was completely enveloped by ghostly Qi.
Yang Xuanzang immediately calmed down.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes, and a fierce light burst out from them. His right hand pointed at the halberd, and the Ancient Wind Dance immediately flew into the sky. As it spun, it slashed out the Five Elements Divine Brilliance and the Prajna Golden Light, which instantly rushed into his body.
"Boom!"
Yang Xuanzang's body was split open.
However, it seemed that it was not enough. Yang Xuanzang roared and grabbed the halberd with both hands. He directly stabbed it into his chest.
"Ah! — "
He grimaced in pain as his body trembled violently.
The Prajna Golden Light on the halberd spread throughout his body. The two sariras in his soul sensed it and shone brightly.
The sariras appeared between Yang Xuanzang's eyebrows. The golden light continuously cleansed his body and swept away all the ghostly Qi.
A terrifying roar came from his body. Even under the cleansing of the Prajna Golden Light, bloody holes exploded all over his body. Pus flowed out from within, and small ghosts even crawled out.
"A pillar! A pillar! I won't die! "
This was the only thought left in Yang Xuanzang's mind.
He had already driven the tiger to devour the wolf. Now, he had to think of a way to drive this tiger away.
First of all, there were the restraints of the Chains of Law, making it difficult for the Innate Ghost's spirit to cross over to this world. Secondly, he had transformed himself into two Sariras, and when the Prajna Golden Light swept out, it could maintain his spirit sense.
However, the two sariras were forced to the surface of his body, as if they were about to be shaken out.
This was the Connate Ghost's divine sense controlling him. As long as the two sariras were shaken out of his body, he would be able to completely take over this body.
"Blood Saint Ancestor can't control me. You can't. Ten Stars can't. Even the Supreme of Eternity can't!"
Yang Xuanzang roared. The halberd was still in his chest. His hands quickly formed seals and circulated the Formless Buddha's Original Vow Sutra, forcefully suppressing the two sariras between his eyebrows.
Suddenly, a ray of golden light shot over, creating ripples in the air. It released a radiance that could calm one's mind and landed in front of Yang Xuanzang.
It was Indra!
Then, a figure walked over. It was Formless Devil Xun. He was currently in his Formless Heavenly King state. He formed seals with both hands and chanted. A large amount of golden scriptures formed in the air and turned into golden chains. They shot through Yang Xuanzang's body, creating many bloody holes.
However, the pus and ghostly Qi in these bloody holes quickly turned into blood and golden light.
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