Although it was the first time he had seen such an attack, he immediately recognized it as the legendary Blood Droplet.
Young people in the world are no strangers to blood droplets, this thing is a hidden weapon in many costume movies, especially in contemporary times, it is more likely to appear in some exaggerated and funny film and television dramas, it is said that it is a hidden weapon invented by Emperor Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty to take people's heads.
In fact, the word first appeared in the legend of Buddhism.
The Dao Feng stood still, three spirit runes surrounded him, and he said: "I heard that in the River Styx, the blood waves were monstrous, nourishing countless evil spirits, and feeding on evil ghosts, and later Shakya wanted to cross the River Styx to do a lot of evil things, and fight with the leader of the River Styx, and your Asura clan also participated in that battle, and later Shakya refined the blood water of the River Styx, as a drop of blood, and your Asura has since used it as a Horcrux, I don't know if this is the case?"
” Nangong Ying sneered: "The rumors are too unbelievable, our Asura clan has a relationship with Buddhism, and this blood drop is also refined with the blood and water of the Styx River using Buddhism, but where in the world is there a Shakya."
I haven't seen it anyway. ” After Nangong Ying finished speaking, his hands trembled even more, and he controlled the blood droplets to besiege Dao Feng even more frantically.
Dao Feng manipulated the Sanqing Ghost Talisman and resisted it to the death, and his face also showed a difficult look.
The two of them were in a stalemate, attacking and defending.
If there are viewers watching the excitement now, they will definitely be disappointed that they didn't see the thrilling battle, in fact, on the contrary, both of them have already used a killer move: the blood drop is Nangong Ying's strongest attack method, if the blood drop is broken, he will definitely be defeated, and he will not have to fight again.
As for Dao Feng, he has just cultivated the Three Qing Ghost Talismans, and it is also his strongest means, if he can't resist the attack of the blood drops, then other means are also in vain.
Although the battle didn't look fierce, Yang Gongzi was very nervous, staring at Dao Feng's face all the time, and seeing his struggling appearance, her heart was even more bottomless - in her impression, it was the first time that Dao Feng had been forced to this point.
In the end, it is the prince of Asura, since he dares to challenge the Dao Feng, his strength will naturally not be bad.
"Happy!"
Nangong Ying gritted her teeth and said, "It's not in vain that I have waited for you for so long, but this battle did not disappoint me." ” Then he said: "Dao Feng, if you have the strength to fight, I will do my best, once it is issued, it will not be able to take it back, you are likely to die, if you have any last words, you can say it now." ” "I won't tell you if I have a last word," Dao Feng turned his head and glanced at Yang Gongzi, and just as he was about to speak, Yang Gongzi said loudly: "I don't listen to any last words, you will definitely be fine!"
I believe you!
” Dao Feng closed his eyes and controlled the Sanqing Ghost Talisman with all his might, just like the three burning ghost fires, no matter how the blood drops besieged and killed, the ghost fire was never extinguished.
"Ah......h Yang Gongzi saw it in her eyes, and her heart was also shocked to the extreme, she had already heard that the Asura clan used blood drops as a horcrux, and the level of cultivation was the number of blood droplets, and it was said that when the Dao Buddha disputed, the Asura did his best, and fought with the Daomen Yin God, and there was an Asura general, with hundreds of blood droplets, besieged a master-level Yin God to the point that he completely lost the ability to resist, and was almost strangled in the end.
This incident was a sensation at the time and in later generations, and it was also a rare opportunity for the Yin Division to see the strength of the mysterious Asura clan, and the strength of the Asura General at that time had already shocked the Yin Si gods.
And the Asura prince in front of him can actually control thousands of blood droplets......
Yang Gongzi looked at the terrifying blood sea storm in front of him with a sneer, and finally muttered, "I'm dead." ” What she meant was that if she was besieged, she would be dead at this time.
In the interval between the movement of the blood droplets, she could occasionally see Dao Feng's figure, still sitting on the ground, if an ancient bell stood still, the three ghost fires on his body were getting darker and darker, crumbling.
Yang Gongzi secretly gritted his teeth and wanted to go up to help, but he couldn't.
It's not because this is a battle between the two of them, she cares more about Dao Feng's safety than things like fame and reputation, it's just that this battle is also a catastrophe for Dao Feng, if she makes a move, even if she can save him, it will bring him a heart knot, and it is a heart knot that can never be opened.
In that case, Dao Feng's whole person will be wasted.
Yang Gongzi knew that he would rather die than live like that, so she could only secretly pray that the Dao Wind could withstand it. glanced at Nangong Ying and found that he was also a little unbearable, as an asura, he would not sweat like a human, and his face would not change, but his hands were trembling violently, although his eyes were still full of murderous intent, his pupils were already a little dilated, which was obviously a manifestation of almost detachment.
It looks like it's going to fall down at any moment.
His blow controlled a total of a thousand and one blood droplets, which was also an experience he had never experienced before, and it was also the limit for him.
On that day, he fought with Daoyuan Zhenren, and he didn't use seven hundred blood droplets, at that time, Daoyuan still relied on three magic weapons, barely resisting, if he was as desperate as he is now, Nangong Ying believed that Daoyuan Zhenren would definitely die on the spot.
It's just that I wasn't desperate at the time, so I saved a hand.
Now, Nangong Ying is already desperate.
One thousand and one drops of blood, the proud Nangong Ying believed that he could definitely easily kill a spirit immortal, or a third-class ghost head.
In addition to the three kings and one judgment, even if it is the entire Yin Division, there are no more than five people who can resist.
And although Dao Feng was extremely hard, and the Sanqing Ghost Talisman was crumbling, it didn't seem to be to the point where the lamp ran out.
In this battle, I have waited for so long, and I must distinguish the superior.
Nangong Ying gritted his teeth and recited the spell again, and blood overflowed from the pores of his two arms, condensed into blood droplets, and flew over.
Forty drops of blood, join the storm of the sea of blood.
Although forty is not much compared to the number of one thousand, for Nangong Ying, it almost became the last straw that crushed the camel, and he almost collapsed, with an unyielding momentum, he gritted his teeth and persisted.
Dao Feng's body also began to tremble violently, and the flame of the Sanqing Ghost Talisman shrank again, but it still did not extinguish.
"Ahh Nangong Ying shouted, shot out forty blood droplets again, and entered the battlefield, and the whole person was completely in a frenzy.