No matter how well Seven Loathes hid, it couldn't escape his senses.
If he grabbed any of the poisonous rivers that Seven Loathes had split, he could force Seven Loathes to gather again and obediently appear in front of him to help An Ziqing eliminate her inner demons.
He also believed that Seven Loathes wouldn't dare to go against him.
However …
In this way, An Ziqing's breakthrough to the Freedom Realm would be ruined.
Any cultivator who had their inner demons refined by Seven Loathes instead of using their own power would find it difficult to advance in their cultivation in the future.
This shouldn't be the result that An Ziqing, and definitely not the result that Anwen of the Blood God, wanted.
Boom!
Yu Yuan's body shook, and "Savage Strength of the Fiendish Demons" burst out. He extracted a portion of the soul energy of tens of thousands of Fiendish Demons from his hidden acupoints and formed a violent force that shook the soul.
This boundless soul power was no weaker than his spirit power and blood power as it surged out from his muscles.
An Ziqing, whose dress was mostly torn, and her snow-white skin was partially exposed, couldn't help but cry out in pain.
Yu Yuan pushed her casually, and she stumbled backwards, her eyes gradually filled with confusion.
"Eh!"
Yu Yuan was slightly surprised. When he communicated with the cauldron soul, he knew that due to the Fiendish Demon Cauldron's strengthening and the sudden increase of tens of thousands of Fiendish Demons, this demonic artifact had gained new abilities.
It allowed him to guide the soul energy of the Fiendish Demons into his body, and he could also directly pull the powerful Fiendish Demons into his opened acupoints.
This allowed him to use the power of the Fiendish Demons to explode from any part of his body and merge it with his spirit energy and blood.
"Not bad."
Qin Lie evaluated in his mind.
With the Dragon Beheading Platform in hand and the Blood Prison in battle, he found that the Fiendish Demon Cauldron could be used less and less recently.
The Fiendish Demon Cauldron's weakening was because his strength had increased too quickly, and he could use more and more powerful artifacts.
Fortunately, the Fiendish Demon Cauldron had gained another round of strengthening after going through the tainted lands. Otherwise, he would feel that this cauldron was becoming more and more useless.
At this time, An Ziqing's surging possessiveness was scattered by him.
An Ziqing, whose mind was drowned by a strong sense of possessiveness, was unable to attack in such a state.
Or rather, she did not intend to attack at all. Her defensive instincts in all aspects had temporarily disappeared, which was why Yu Yuan was able to break free so easily.
However, as soon as the possessiveness disappeared, the other heart demon of destruction started to expand crazily.
Killing intent quickly condensed in An Ziqing's beautiful eyes as if they were burning with dangerous flames.
Whoosh!
She flew over again.
Bloody spears and deep purple lightning bolts shot out of her palms and the purple divine armor that covered her exquisite body.
All of a sudden, the Bloodline Crystal Chains within her mysterious yang spirit body started to shine with dazzling divine light.
Whoosh! Hu hu hu!
Within the "Nether Fire Poison Stream Formation", as well as the nearby areas, all living beings with flesh and blood actually died in an instant.
Like raindrops and fireflies, the refined energy and blood energy ignored the seal of the Nether Fire Poison Stream Formation. Even the blood energy contained within the formation itself was drawn in by her power.
Then, they fused into her body, the bloody spears, and the deep purple lightning bolts.
At this moment, it seemed as if she could even control the blood energy of intelligent beings to fight for her.
Yu Yuan, who had been separated from her for a long time, suddenly realized that this was the result of the sudden combination of the Blood God's Blood Refinement Art, Bloodlust Art, and the Blood Demon's Blood Transformation Art and Blood Condensation Art.
She, who had been blessed by the origin of the Yang meridian, had successfully merged the secret arts and divine abilities of the Blood God and the Blood Demon.
Even Yu Yuan shrewdly sensed that her Blood Essence was being pulled by An Ziqing, as if it couldn't wait to leave her body and fuse into her.
Only Yu Yuan's yang spirit body in his flesh aura pocket world didn't move.
"This is endless."
With this thought, a streak of blood-colored light shot out.
His yang spirit left his body and replaced his true body. He waved his arms and crushed the hundreds of bloody spears and the purple lightning bolts that could destroy souls.
However, whether it was the bloody spears or the purple lightning bolts, they could gather again after being destroyed.
They were still under An Ziqing's control.
As soon as Yu Yuan's yang spirit appeared, the impact on An Ziqing and the attraction to her yang spirit suddenly increased by a hundred times!
An Ziqing let out an indistinct scream and suddenly pounced on his Yang Spirit without fear of death.
At this moment, Yu Yuan saw An Ziqing's yang spirit fly out of her towering chest and pounce on his yang spirit.
The Yang Spirit bodies of the two men collided in front of each other in an instant.
Countless bloody lights intertwined, and purple lightning shot out. The blood essence of various races that Yu Yuan had comprehended and refined was also stimulated, appearing in all kinds of dazzling light spots.
All kinds of bright light spots shone in his yang spirit, like colorful stars, like beautiful stones at the bottom of the sea.
At this moment, the will of the origin of the Yang meridian was faintly discernible in An Ziqing's yang spirit meridians.
It was full of desire …
A bloody river quietly appeared in one of An Ziqing's eyes. It was the soul projection of her yang spirit.
The bloody river seemed to be a small branch of the origin of the Yang meridian, a small tributary of it.
However, there were also many mysteries hidden in it, recording the profundity of blood.
"I understand."
Yu Yuan's face was slightly cold. The Dragon Beheading Platform suddenly fell into his hands, and his yang spirit also returned in an instant.
When An Ziqing's yang spirit couldn't find his yang spirit and pounced on him crazily, Yu Yuan swung the Dragon Beheading Platform and smashed it at An Ziqing's crystal clear purple yang spirit.
With a bang, An Ziqing's yang spirit exploded.
It shattered into thousands of purple crystals the size of fingernails.
Yu Yuan, who was holding the Dragon Beheading Platform, lowered his head and looked at the purple crystals under his feet. His heart was filled with desire …
Just like how An Ziqing's yang spirit longed for him just now.
He didn't continue to attack. Instead, he took the initiative to take a step back. Looking at the shattered purple crystals, they quickly flew up and disappeared into An Ziqing's chest.
Then, they gathered in An Ziqing's chest piece by piece and condensed into her yang spirit again.
"You want to deprive the other part of the life power that the Chaos Kun originally possessed, and you also want to swallow the blood essence of various races and demonic beasts that I have refined over the years?"
Yu Yuan understood.
He believed that this wasn't An Ziqing's original intention.
Instead, it was far away at the other end of the galaxy. When it was looking after An Ziqing, it had secretly infiltrated a fragment of its will.
That person had calculated that he was grateful to An Ziqing, the An family, and the Blood God, and knew that he wouldn't kill her.
Therefore, it used An Ziqing to seize part of the life essence hidden in his yang spirit that had been taken away by the Chaos Kun.
"Do you think that the core of my yang spirit, whether it's the Chaos Kun's giant beast essence amber or Grecque's blood-colored crystals, all originated from you? Since I'm not willing to follow your orders obediently, you're going to take it back? "
"Through her?"
Yu Yuan said coldly.
Of course, these words were not for An Ziqing, who was haunted by her inner demons, but for the origin of the yang spirit.
He didn't know if the origin of the yang spirit, which only left a little bit of its aura and will in the distant starry sky, could hear his words.
But of course, he wouldn't let the origin of the yang spirit succeed.
"Sigh …"
It was also at this moment that Yu Yuan heard a helpless sigh.
This sigh didn't come from An Ziqing.
Whoosh!
Temporarily leaving An Ziqing behind, Yu Yuan secretly strengthened the power of the "Deep Fire Poison Stream Formation" to restrict An Ziqing. Holding the Dragon Beheading Platform, he suddenly went outside the formation.
Under the cold moonlight, Anwen, dressed in a bright red robe, had a face that was almost devilishly handsome.
Anwen's dark-red eyes looked as if they were dyed with blood. As Yu Yuan walked out, he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm Anwen. I was the one who asked this girl to come here. I had no choice."
Yu Yuan was filled with respect.
…
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
