Chapter 163 When the Devil Becomes the Devil
"It's almost a billion, and he turned the tables!"
"Sure enough, a devil like Gu Tailang must not underestimate him." Ke Xiaoliang pasted a Buddhist Bodhi mantra on himself, and he calmed down.
Then fired a volley.
The three cannons kept bombarding, and the formation was running and the fire dragon was constantly suppressing.
It lasted about half an hour later.
Gu Tailang had no movement and no sound came out again.
Ke Xiaoliang shouted twice, but no movement was heard in the formation.
Ke Xiaoliang raised his hand and touched the hot barrel, and then another round of bombing came.
When the structure inside the formation seemed a little unstable, the parts of the three cannons were also worn out due to vibration and impact, and were about to be scrapped, Ke Xiaoliang stopped bombarding and created a puppet, holding a broad sword in his hand, and walked towards the deep pit that was bombed out.
In the huge and deep pit, Gu Tailang is indeed not dead yet.
But he is not far from death.
Ninety percent of the body's flesh and bones were blown away.
Basically, only half of the head is left and there is still some basic shape.
The true qi and magic power breath have weakened to the extreme, and it has really reached the point where even words are difficult to say.
Click!
A soul-suppressing talisman with two hundred layers was pressed hard on Gu Tailang's bare and shattered skull.
The puppet cut down with a sword, cut off the blood and flesh sticking to the neck, lifted half of his head, and brought back Ke Xiaoliang.
Ke Xiaoliang controlled the puppet and put the half of his head into the transparent forbidden spirit box.
Then he took it into his hand and held it in his hand to look at it.
Gu Tailang's empty and aimless eyes were aimed at Ke Xiaoliang. His mouth, whose teeth were blown away, opened and closed slightly, and he could not make any sound.
Ke Xiaoliang understood the shape of his mouth.
That must be praising him for being handsome.
"I am very smart and powerful... I know all these. It's useless to praise me for being handsome. Let's do something practical. If you make me satisfied, I will let you live. If you make me unsatisfied, I will try my best to torture you. What do you think of this suggestion?" Ke Xiaoliang held the box and communicated calmly.
The empty and teethless mouth opened and closed a few more times.
Gu Tailang seemed to agree with the proposal and expressed his sincere celebration and warm cheers.
Sure enough? Friendship, mutual assistance, equality and harmonious communication is to be carried out in such a safe, correct and proper situation.
After a while, the flesh on Gu Tailang's face finally grew slowly.
There is a slippery tongue in the mouth.
Then? He praised Ke Xiaoliang for thousands of words.
From these real words, Ke Xiaoliang heard Gu Tailang’s yearning for a beautiful life and sincere blessings to Ke Xiaoliang, the junior brother? The other party’s sincere greetings from Ke Xiaoliang’s parents, family, friends and teachers.
The whole process is gorgeous? There is no repetition or repetition, no stuttering, no stuttering, no mouthing.
It shows Gu Tailang's profound writing skills and literary background.
Ke Xiaoliang also responded to Gu Tailang a bowl of herbal tea? A few pieces of pastries and some homemade specialties? This made Gu Tailang constantly amazed? He let out a roar of surprise.
Finally? Gu Tailang was satisfied? Stay in the box with relief on his face? He showed a calm smile.
"Can you tell me now, how did you know that the real Blood Temple is here?" Ke Xiaoliang asked.
Gu Tailang was still hesitating and saw Ke Xiaoliang's friendly eyes. He said, "This is what I guessed. Because I once met a senior who escaped from the 12th floor of Blood Prison Valley? He had some communication with him. Through the description of that senior? I feel that the place he described was not the Blood Prison Valley, but like something else."
"So I boldly assumed that if Blood Prison Valley is not Blood Prison Valley? Then the Blood Temple is naturally not the Blood Temple. The Blood Demon Palace is only so big, unless the secret realm is hidden separately,... the two are exchanged."
Although this answer seems unreliable, it is more "real".
"Not enough! Your inference is reasonable, but it's a bit far-fetched. Of course... I don't want to know the details too clearly."
"I want to know where the Blood Sea Classic and the Blood of the Ancient God are?" Ke Xiaoliang went straight to the point.
Although the space here is large, it can be seen at a glance.
Although there are many strange and strange things, Ke Xiaoliang did not discover anything that looked like the blood of the Sea of Blood and the blood of the ancient gods.
Gu Tailang said, "Look up!"
"Don't focus your eyes on a little bit, but spread out. Aren't you flexible? Be smart, don't just be scheming."
Ke Xiaoliang looked up and his eyes were as Gu Tailang said, no longer restricting himself to one point, but trying his best to diverge.
At the same time, let your mind spread.
"No?"
"Is he still invisible... He is lying to me?" Ke Xiaoliang was suspicious at the first time.
But then, I saw something was wrong.
"Wait... it seems wrong, the shape of the whole space... seems wrong. It looks like the shape of a drop of water."
"The bottom is wide, and the higher it is, the narrower it is. The whole space is filled with blood and a unique smell is filled with... Is this..." Ke Xiaoliang seemed to finally notice something.
Gu Tailang uncovered the puzzle: "Not bad! We are just in a drop of blood."
"The entire space was developed by that drop of blood. The nameless ancient god sealed these giants with a drop of blood and sealed them in it. This is the blood of the ancient god, and this drop of blood is also the Blood Sea Sutra of the Blood Demon Palace."
"The monks in the Blood Demon Palace were affected by it by feeling the power of the blood of the ancient gods, and their bodies changed. They were able to split independently, and their spirits and flesh and blood were in harmony, and each drop of blood became the body, which became difficult to deal with and difficult to kill. At the same time, their basic practice also read some of the information from the blood of the ancient gods and integrated into their perception of practice."
"If you want to take away the blood of the ancient god and the blood sea classics, you have to move the entire space away. But can you do it?"
"This drop of blood is the foundation of the entire Blood Demon Palace. The blood cloud floats in the clouds, supporting a large area of palaces and secret realms, all because of this drop of blood. It carries the weight of the entire Blood Demon Palace. If you can't take it away, you can't take it away."
Gu Tailang became more and more excited as he spoke, and seemed to be very happy.
He didn't want Ke Xiaoliang to get what he couldn't get.
Ke Xiaoliang asked Gu Tailang: "Then why did you originally plan to take it away?"
Gu Tailang said: "Take it away? No! I originally thought that the Blood Sea Sutra and the Blood of the Ancient God were separated and could be taken away. But when I came here, I discovered the truth. So I just wanted to understand the Blood Sea Sutra here."
"I destroyed the teleportation array, but I didn't want those people from the Blood Demon Palace to come over too early and disturb my seclusion and comprehending."
"But unfortunately, your realm is too poor and your level is too low. Even if you are in the treasure, you can't feel much of the wonders. You can still get it for me... When the people from the Blood Demon Palace break in, you will not only gain nothing, but will also be caught and sentenced to death."
"As long as I think of this, I'm so happy."
"I tell you this, not because I surrendered to you, but because I want you to know the feeling of entering the treasure mountain in vain and returning home empty-handed, and want to see you being locked in this treasure and waiting for the arrival of the end of the world."
"Ha ha ha ha···!"
Gu Tailang smiled proudly and arrogantly. (Please subscribe!)
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