What If I Can't Die? Chapter 133

"Hehe, do you think you can kill me if you are in the late stage of Foundation Establishment?"

Jiwotou Sanren twisted his neck, with a disdainful expression on his face: "Even Yuanying Zhenjun can't kill this seat, and you are worthy of a foundation establishment?"

"True Lord Nascent Soul..."

Song Shi was thoughtful: "Being able to touch the Nascent Soul and control the formation here, either you have something to do with the blood-clothed old ghost, or you are the blood-clothed old ghost!"

Jiwotou's pupils shrank, this kid saw his identity, and he couldn't let him leave alive!

He raised his hand to form a seal, and the river suddenly lifted, turning into a blood-colored anaconda, roaring and squatting beside him.

"Since you have said this, let's not let you leave alive and become a part of this river of blood."

In the Yin Cece voice, Song Shi curled his lips and muttered in his heart: "I can also die and leave."

He was not in a hurry, and was about to touch this guy, but suddenly found that the bones in the river stood up one after another, **** rays of light appeared from their eye sockets, and they screamed strangely.

"Huh? These bones..."

Seeing the things approaching him, Song Shi's eyes changed.

It's not that he's afraid, but that he further feels that Blood River is not easy.

"Blood River is so obedient and breeds such little monsters. It seems that the formation is not so simple."

Facing the river of blood that stretched for several miles, Song Shi thought of something and asked in surprise, "Could it be your magic weapon?"

"Hey, you guessed it right, this is the blood demon river cultivated by the blood-transforming Dafa. The more monks you kill, the stronger the power!"

He stepped on the magic river: "Your blood energy is very strong, killing you, I think it will increase the power of the blood river a lot, and advanced spiritual weapons are just around the corner."

Seeing that this person is majestic under the blessing of the blood river, but not to the point where he can easily kill himself, he frowned and said: "If you are an old ghost in blood, you won't be so weak."

Seeing that Song Shi was calm, the always suspicious blood-clothed old ghost glanced into the distance.

This person is not in a hurry, is there anything else to rely on?

"Don't be nervous. I don't have any helpers. I'm sure I'll die. You quietly share the secret with me, and I won't tell anyone else."

Song Shi said curiously, he was more interested in exploring some of this person's secrets than killing this person or being killed by this person.

"Is there something wrong with your brain? How can you tell others when you die?"

The blood-clothed old ghost felt that this person was not afraid of him, it was purely a brain problem.

"You don't want to attack personally."

Song Shi's face turned black: "My brain is fine."

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore, suffer!"

The blood-clothed old ghost felt irritable when he saw Song Shi's long-winded words, blood flashed in his eyes.

The blood light in the eyes of the corpses that had surrounded Song Shi fluctuated, speeding up to kill Song Shi.

Click!

A golden light flashed, and the approaching corpse returned amidst shattering.

The blood they carried was also blocked by Song Shi's scorching true energy, and the parts that were in direct contact consumed each other amidst bursts of hissing sounds.

The blood-clothed old ghost didn't expect these youngsters to threaten each other. He raised his callused right hand and shook Song Shi from the air.

Roar!

The huge blood python circling around him immediately twisted its body, opened its mouth wide and bit Song Shi.

The blood python didn't seem to be walking in a straight line, but its attacks were more vicious, unpredictable, with cold blood, and its **** mouth fell with a shadow.

Song Shi looked like a mouse being targeted by a giant python, as if he could only wait for death.

Looking at the boa constrictor covered in icy blood and condensed blood, he stepped on his feet, and nine little suns appeared on his body.

The dark red Yuanli was like magma from a volcanic eruption. The moment he raised his hand, the flames rolled like a long dragon and quickly transformed into a palm print.

The handprint quickly became larger, more than ten feet tall, engraved with dragon patterns, faintly echoing the dragon's chant, as if a real dragon was pressed in the palm and slapped directly on the blood python's head.

Subduing Dragon Mahamudra!

A bang!

The Blood Python and the Subduing Dragon Mahamudra collided. The former is the power of a magic weapon, and Song Shi's Mahamudra is also a fifth-grade supernatural power. Even if you are just getting started, the power is extremely powerful.

The two are incompatible with each other, insisting on exploding on the spot in an instant, stirring up a circle of terrifying energy waves, and after spreading, cracks appeared on the river embankment, pushing Song Shizhen out.

Song Shi flew out for a hundred meters, and the newly sprouted vegetation along the way turned into dust. The fire from the acupoints behind him released, forming a circle of energy, quickly stabilizing his body, and stopped at the tip of a dead grass.

In the violent wind that raged in all directions, the smashed blood snake turned into a wave of blood-colored energy and returned, while wriggling, it turned into a blood python again.

"It actually blocked the blood river blow that has already condensed the spirit of this seat!"

The blood-clothed old ghost's expression became dignified. Although he is not in his prime now, a blow with the help of a quasi-spiritual weapon should not be something a foundation-building cultivator can bear.

This person can take over, it can only show that his combat power has reached the Golden Core level!

"I didn't expect to meet a freak, no wonder I'm so confident!"

The blood-clothed old ghost squinted his eyes, except for those freaks and evildoers who can leapfrog and fight, who else is there?

Looking at Song Shi's unused saber around his waist.

Even a casual palm is so powerful, if you use a sword... how about it?

If he knew that Song Shijian's kung fu was only a first-grade supernatural power, and his hand kung fu was the most powerful, he might have the confidence to kill the opponent again.

At this moment, Song Shi frightened him with the Dragon Subduing Seal, and said with some trepidation: "Which faction do you belong to? Your supernatural powers are masculine and domineering, with dragon patterns. Could it be the supernatural powers of the Daqian royal family's Qianlong Divine Art?"

If this person really has something to do with the royal family, then he has to prepare to run away. Back then, he suffered at the hands of the powerful.

Song Shi shook his numb hands and looked at the **** old ghost: "I don't know what you are talking about. Looking at your current state, you are only in the middle stage of foundation establishment, so you can only use conspiracy to kill other people. Didn't you kill all of these people?"

"Hmph, some ants can't even break the formation, so where do I need to kill them?"

The blood-clothed old ghost disdained: "I only killed people who might break the formation, and people with strong blood like you!"

"Monster beasts are also full of vitality, why don't you kill them, like fighting in the nest?"

Song Shi pouted.

"You know what a fart, my blood river can only be sacrificed here for a short time, where can I find monsters?"

The blood-clothed old ghost was impatient: "You have the ability, I can't kill you, get out, don't come here to interfere with my sacrifice of magic weapons!"

"It's in Jinxiu City, let me introduce it to you."

Song Shi is smiling~www.mtlnovel.com~The cat mother-in-law who sells paper figurines should be a monster.

"I tell you to go!"

The blood-clothed old ghost exploded a bit.

Song frowned and looked at Xuehe. This thing was much stronger than ordinary magic weapons. He estimated that if he didn't die a few times, he couldn't kill this guy.

This place is too close to Splendid City, the movement just now has attracted prying eyes, and it is difficult for the Upside-Down Array to cover the cave that already has an array.

As a result, the method of sending dead streams on the spot is not suitable for the time being, and it should be considered in the long run, such as returning to the city to send dead streams.

He was going to return to the well to resurrect after death, and change his identity to find a chance to fight again.

"If you tell me to get out, don't you lose face?"

Song Shi's handprint condensed into a large fireball: "I won't give you a little memory today, do you think I'm easy to talk to?"

"Amitabha!"

Just as he was about to make a move, a Buddha's name interrupted him.

Chapter end