Dao Cheng Gui Xian

Chapter 63 Let's invite the River God
"return!"

With a sharp shout, Grandpa Cui shook the peacock bell in his hand violently.

The two stream bags flashed with a ghostly light and immediately turned around and landed in front of Grandpa Cui.

Grandpa Cui's expression was solemn. Li Wushou's speed was too fast for his mortal eyes to catch.

With a ruthless glint in his eyes, Grandpa Cui swung his knife and cut two pieces of flesh from his leg, throwing them toward the cricket in front of him. Then, a surge of bloody energy suddenly rose from the sparrow bell.

The two slightly dazed sacs swallowed the flesh and blood in one gulp, their eyes instantly turning blood red, and their bodies were surrounded by a bloodthirsty aura.

"Enchantment!"

Grandpa Cui gave a cold shout, having learned from the lesson of how quickly the stream bag had been dealt with.

Two vertical mouths suddenly opened on the backs of the two sacs, and two blood-red pupils emerged from their shoulder blades. They then turned sharply and spat out into the void in front of them.

Ten blue-faced, fanged fetuses flew out, and the overwhelming aura of resentment covered the dense forest in front with a layer of white frost.

The moment they flew out, the ten fetuses did not stop, but lined up in eight directions, locking in the universe.

"Huh?"

A startled sound came from the void, and Li Wushou slowly emerged, only three or four meters away from the two stream bags.

It wasn't that he wasn't fast, but rather that Grandpa Cui was standing between Li Wushou and the Black Pool, closer to the two stream bags.

After the ten fetal pendants were positioned in a specific manner, the resentful and yin energy emanating from them quickly coalesced, as if there were some kind of invisible net in the void, forcing Li Wushou out of his sight.

"This is somewhat similar to the little priest's strategy of forming alliances."

When Grandpa Cui saw Li Wushou appear and was so close, he was filled with lingering fear. If he had been a moment slower, these two slugs would have suffered the same fate as the one before.

Then a murderous glint flashed in his eyes, and he entered the barrier. Now it was my turn.

"kill!"

With a sharp shout, the two sacs in front of Grandpa Cui suddenly disappeared, just like Li Wushou just now. This time, the speed was more than a step faster.
Li Wushou glanced to his side and sensed a chilling aura. He focused his gaze and saw a shadowy figure silently approaching, its mouth wide open, as if it wanted to swallow him whole.

It can even deceive the naked eye? Li Wushou was somewhat surprised; this barrier was quite interesting.

He was about to throw a punch to his side when suddenly a pervasive aura of resentment and malice tightened around his arm like a chain, and at the same time, a bone-chilling cold emanated from his other side.

Grandpa Cui rang his bell and saw Li Wushou suddenly stop in his tracks, a cruel smile appearing on his face.

Although Grandpa Cui harbored no ill will toward this high priest, and even felt a certain fondness for him from the bottom of his heart.

But who told him to block my way? That's fate!
"Die."

"Heh. You really can't underestimate these supernatural things."

Li Wushou murmured, his expression remaining calm. Faced with absolute power, everything else seemed glamorous and flashy.

As soon as the thought arose, the Yin and Yang meridians twisted, and the surging blood energy suddenly rose. The white frost underfoot suddenly disappeared, and Grandpa Cui's expression changed. A muffled drumbeat came from the void at some unknown time.

Then, Li Wushou, who was bound by the resentful yin energy, suddenly opened his mouth wide and spat to his side.

A surge of powerful blood energy roared out, and a figure with its mouth open, about to bite, was blown away from its body.

The blood and qi were extremely hot, and Xi Nang's entire body melted away like a candle.

"Waaaaah!" Xi Nang let out a shrill scream, rolling around on the ground like a gourd. The fetal pendants suspended in mid-air moved in unison, constantly urging the resentful yin energy to attach to Xi Nang's body, attempting to quell the erosion of the blood yang power.

Seeing Li Wushou spit out blood yang energy, Xi Nang, which was lurking on the other side, seized the opportunity to rise up. Its fine, sharp teeth, which were vertically oriented, gleamed with a ghostly light. It was about to swallow Li Wushou directly into its belly.

After spitting out blood, Li Wushou's expression turned solemn. He suddenly turned around, and the chains of resentment binding his body snapped with a crash.

Because the fetus devotes most of its energy to extinguishing the blood yang erosion on the other sac.

Li Wushou's sudden exertion caught them somewhat off guard.

Also caught off guard was the sac that was about to swallow the sac.

With its limited intelligence, it felt the sting of being betrayed. With a sharp cry, Xi Nang urged the fetal pendant in mid-air, attempting to lock Li Wushou back on the spot.

Unfortunately, it was too late; a fist flashing red light was already above his head.

"boom."

With a muffled thud, a fist carrying the aura of blood spurted straight into Xi Nang's mouth. The violent force blasted Xi Nang right through, and the momentum continued unabated, creating a crater in the ground behind Xi Nang.

The blood-red pupils hanging on either side of the vertical beak instantly dimmed. Xi Nang glanced weakly at the fetal pendant in mid-air, leaving behind a final curse: These beasts!
Shaking off the filth from his hands, Li Wushou turned around again and disappeared into the universe held by the ten fetal pendants.

This time, Li Wushou was like a wild beast unleashed, the ten womb pendants falling continuously, their vengeful chains shattering as fragile as straw.

Despite the ten fetuses exerting their utmost efforts, they could not stop Li Wushou in the slightest.

The other Stream Sac, which had just calmed the Blood Sun's erosion, instinctively felt a chill in its heart and alertly got up from the ground. Then it saw its companion with half of its head blown off, and then being swallowed by a dark shadow.

Terrified, he wanted to summon back the aborted fetus to protect him.

Suddenly, darkness fell beside him. Blood Eye, hanging on his shoulder blade, turned around uneasily and saw a streak of blood-red light hurtling towards him.

"Bang~!"

Another crisp sound rang out, and Grandpa Cui, who was ringing the bell, shivered.

Too fast! In the blink of an eye, before the smile on Grandpa Cui's face could even fade, all the little slugs he had painstakingly raised were dead.
Is Li Wushou really just a young man with good talent but shallow strength, as the city lord said?

fart!!!
Even if it were Xiao Panshan in the past, Grandpa Cui was confident that he could defeat him on the spot.

Just what kind of monster is Li Wushou?

Grandpa Cui trembled with fear, and Li Wushou was also somewhat dissatisfied.

While stimulating his blood energy gave him a visceral, visceral pleasure, it couldn't achieve the subtle, nuanced sensation of yin energy.

Looking at the bloodstains on his priest's robe, Li Wushou was somewhat angry; this was his best piece of clothing.

A dark shadow swept across the ground behind them, swallowing the last crouching sac.

Li Wushou slowly drew the magic sword from his waist, and his aura changed again. If Li Wushou was like a fierce warrior just a moment ago, then he was like a celestial being descended to earth at this moment.

The shrieking of the ten fetal pendants in his ears annoyed him. A trace of liquefied Yin energy was absorbed into the Yin power contained within the magic sword.

With a sharp look in his eyes, Li Wushou swung his sword and slashed, then sheathed it back at his waist.

Turning to look at the trembling Grandpa Cui, Li Wushou spoke slowly:
"Grandpa Cui, the warm-up is over. Now, let's invite the River God."

(End of this chapter)