"What if I refuse?" Wang Changsheng said indifferently as he took the yellow cane from Ye Mingyue and put it into his storage pouch.
The scarlet-robed man was at the middle stage of Yuanying. He was the one who had competed with Wang Changsheng for the Blood Flame Stone and Underworld Spirit Sand at the auction.
Wang Changsheng didn't believe that the scarlet-robed man was just passing by. If his guess wasn't wrong, the scarlet-robed man must have been plotting against him, but he hadn't shown himself. If it weren't for the fact that Wang Changsheng's Divine Sense was comparable to that of a middle stage Yuanying cultivator, he wouldn't have discovered the scarlet-robed man's existence.
"If that's the case, then you can go to hell!" The scarlet-robed man's face darkened as he said coldly.
Then, he took off a leather pouch from his waist and threw it in front of him.
A ray of blood-red light spurted out from the pouch. After the blood-red light faded, two blood-red zombies were revealed.
The two zombies bared their fangs and were bare-handed. Their inch-long nails were incomparably sharp, and they emitted a nauseating smell of blood. Their blood-red eyes were constantly moving, as if they had some intelligence.
"Divine Fiend Blood Corpses!" Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise, and a dignified expression appeared on his face.
The Divine Fiend Blood Corpses were a type of zombie. The Divine Fiend Blood Corpses were extremely powerful, but it wasn't easy to refine them. The Blood Corpses had to be refined with corpses of the same bloodline as the owner in order to use the power of the bloodline to suppress the backlash of the Blood Corpses.
After the corpse was buried in the corpse-nurturing ground, it would be watered with the blood essence of the cultivators with the same bloodline as the corpse at regular intervals. A total of forty-nine blood essences would be needed to refine a Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse. Once the corpse was formed, it would be fed with the blood essence of ten blood essences. In other words, in order to refine a Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse, one would have to kill fifty-nine blood essences. The Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse refined this way would have the soul of the corpse's owner trapped in the corpse for eternity, and its ferocity would be much stronger than that of ordinary zombies.
Although cultivators didn't attach much importance to family ties, it was rare for them to kill their own blood relatives.
Since the blood-robed man had used his own blood to refine two Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpses, it showed that he was a heartless man.
As soon as the two Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpses appeared, they turned into two streaks of blood light and flew towards Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng's lips moved slightly, and Ye Mingyue nodded. His body turned into nothingness and disappeared.
Wang Changsheng made a hand seal and the huge red sword spun in the air before shooting straight toward the two crimson lights.
Just as the red greatsword was about to hit the blood-red light, hundreds of blood-red threads flew out from the blood-red light and quickly wrapped around the red greatsword.
Immediately after, a layer of blood flame strangely appeared on the blood threads, and the light of the red greatsword dimmed.
Seeing this, Wang Changsheng frowned. He formed a seal with one hand and the red sword collapsed, turning into a large amount of red crystal sand. It flew back into the red gourd and was collected by Wang Changsheng.
The two blood-red lights continued to fly towards Wang Changsheng at an extremely fast speed.
Wang Changsheng shook his sleeve and a flashing red flag flashed out. It expanded in the wind with a large number of red runes flashing on its surface.
"Raging Flame Flag! You killed Spiritual Master Chi Jiao of the True Yang Sect? " When the blood-robed man saw Wang Changsheng take out the red flag, he was stunned at first. Then, a look of ecstasy appeared on his face and he said with surprise, "Haha, great! It seems that you are the murderer who killed Spiritual Master Chi Jiao of the True Yang Sect. The True Yang Sect offered a reward of 500,000 spirit stones for the capture of the murderer. It seems that the 500,000 spirit stones belong to the Old Man."
After saying that, he began to chant and a blood-red flag floated in front of him.
Wang Changsheng snorted and held the red flag with both hands. He waved it with all his might. A large number of flames appeared in front of him and quickly condensed into a hundred-feet-long red fire dragon, which went straight towards the two blood-red lights.
Before the red fire dragon got close, an unbearable heat wave rushed towards them.
The two blood-red lights did not dodge and allowed the red fire dragon to hit them. The rolling flames immediately engulfed the two blood-red lights.
In the next moment, the two Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpses flew out of the flames.
There was not a trace of burn on their bodies. Even their clothes were intact.
The two Heaven Fiend Blood Corpses opened their mouths at the same time, each spitting out a thin stream of blood. Each stream of blood split into several hundreds of blood threads, which then transformed into two huge blood-red nets that were several tens of feet in size, falling towards Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng's face darkened. He shook his sleeve and five golden wheels flew out. After spinning in the air, they released a seven-colored spirit light and turned into a thick light curtain that covered Wang Changsheng.
"A seven-colored spirit light and a Buddhist magic treasure. You are also the person wanted by the Haoran Academy. Good, good, good. This day next year will be your death anniversary." The blood-robed man's smile deepened as he said the word "good" three times in a row.
At this time, the two large blood-red nets also came over, but they were blocked by the seven-colored spirit light and could not get close.
Wang Changsheng glanced at the blood-robed man who was covered by a blood mist and frowned. He had fought with Li Yutang of the Xueyan Sect and knew how powerful his blood flame was.
The two Celestial Fiend Blood Corpses saw that their attacks had failed, but they did not stop. Their ten fingers trembled, and immediately, countless blood threads shot out from their hands. Layer by layer, they wrapped around the seven-colored light screen, intending to trap Wang Changsheng to death.
After Wang Changsheng rolled his eyes, he turned his palm and a small blood-red sword appeared in his hand. It was the Demon Dragon Sword.
The blood lines that the two Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpses spat out could not only corrupt magic treasures, but they were also not afraid of fire attribute magic attacks. The Demon Dragon Sword had the ability to suck blood and collect souls. Wang Changsheng could only put his hope on this sword. If this sword could not deal with the two Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpses, he could only escape.
Wang Changsheng threw the Demon Dragon Sword in front of him, and his magic power surged into it.
The Demon Dragon Sword suddenly emitted a blood-red light and expanded to 30 feet in size, emitting a nauseating smell of blood.
"Go." Wang Changsheng reached out and pointed at the two Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpses.
With a whoosh, the Demon Dragon Sword turned into a blood-red light and shot toward one of the Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpses with a shocking momentum.
The Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse waved its ten fingers and spat out countless blood lines, which turned into a large blood-red net to meet the attack.
As soon as the blood-red net came into contact with the blood-red light transformed by the Demon Dragon Sword, it flashed a few times and shattered.
With a puff, the Demon Dragon Sword pierced the Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse's neck. The sharp sword pierced through the Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse's neck, but it did not cut off its head.
In the next moment, the Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse's body quickly shriveled, and the blood and soul in its body rushed toward the Demon Dragon Sword.
In less than a few breaths, the Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse became a dried corpse.
Wang Changsheng was ecstatic. He made a gesture with one hand, and the Demon Dragon Sword shone brightly, cutting off the Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse's head and shooting it toward the other Heavenly Fiend Blood Corpse.
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