959: C959 blood spirit phase

C959 blood spirit phase

Lei Yang seemed to be very satisfied with the name he had chosen, and he constantly muttered it over and over again!

Not only that, he even specially controlled the generous cauldron many times. He realized that it was really as he wished and that he could use it to refine pills at any time. Only then did he put away the tattoo on the left arm in satisfaction.

And following that, it was his turn to use a secret technique. According to the method the Empyrean Demonheart told him, he would have to leave this pitch-black underworld.

And according to what the Empyrean Demonheart had said, Lei Yang had naturally long since thought of that Blood Spirit Dao Art that he had not used for a long time.

Lei Yang felt that this was, after all, a Blood Spirit Art that was filled with demonic, fiendish, evil Qi. Furthermore, his cultivation had been sealed, and this Blood Spirit Art did not require any cultivation to support it, so no matter how one looked at it, it was the most suitable cultivation technique.

As Lei Yang was sitting cross-legged, both his hands suddenly performed an incantation gesture and quickly slapped several Seal s in front of him.

These Seal were simple yet profound, filled with a profound aura. The moment they appeared, the dark space filled with an evil aura instantly filled with an endless amount of blood fiend energy.

It just so happened that under the guidance of Lei Yang's hand, his body suddenly turned scarlet, and his skin instantly became as bright as fresh blood. An indescribable fiendish blood aura instantly surged within his body, and it was his Blood Evil Spirit Body.

Ha ha, so it's like that, this Blood Spirit Art can actually be used here, seems like the heavens will not kill me, Lei Yang! No, that's not right, I can't even control this sky, my fate is controlled by myself, looks like I should be thankful to myself! Lei Yang laughed.

After he finished laughing, he shouted out loudly, "Blood Spirit Flower of the Blood Spirit Dao, open it for me!"

Just as his voice fell, the boundless blood fiend energy within his body gushed out in an instant, transforming into a gigantic and demonic flower of blood spirits in the sky.

Not only was the Blood Spirit Flower demonic, it also gave off an indescribably evil aura. It quickly spread through the void of the third layer.

At the center of the Blood Spirit Flower was the face of the Blood Spirit, which was gradually becoming corporeal. It was now a face that was impossible to distinguish between men and women, and with bloodshot eyes, and two bloody tears on its pale face, it looked completely shocking.

"Devour your blood spirit, get up!" Lei Yang did not hesitate at all and with a flick of his finger, the blood spirit in the Blood Spirit Flower flew out.

But at this moment, Lei Yang seemed to have realized that there was a huge problem, and that was his cultivation technique. In this pitch-black void, he did not have any target to attack.

That blood spirit face flew out abruptly, and at that moment, it seemed as if it was also in a daze like Lei Yang. In the end, it exploded with an endless amount of evil aura, and retreated back to the center of the Blood Spirit Flower.

"This is troublesome. No, I have to ask that guy!" Lei Yang said in his heart.

Then, he opened the Cosmos Sack and bellowed, "Heh, come out! Do you have any clear targets of attack in the method you told me earlier?"

Lei Yang was naturally asking about the Empyrean Demonheart in the Qiankun bag!

"En, master, this, this little one is not too clear, after all that was recorded in the book, and this is my first time here, I do not have any practical experience!" In the face of Lei Yang's question, the Empyrean Demonheart was also at a loss, and had no choice but to answer in this manner.

Lei Yang's expression immediately turned painful, "What, what's going on? Everything is from books, I really know how to play!"

Lei Yang unhappily slapped Empyrean Demonheart into his Qiankun bag, then complained: "I really don't know, what use do I need you for!"

Lei Yang carefully observed the changes in his surroundings. He wanted to see whether or not this dark space had changed at all due to his Blood Spirit Dao Art. In the end, he did not discover anything different.

"Could it be that I haven't exploded enough. The evil aura produced by this art hasn't completely surpassed the evil aura in this space, so I still haven't been able to produce the kind of reaction I hope to see?" Lei Yang did not give up, and continued to analyze the situation in his mind. Furthermore, he could not give up!

After some analysis, Lei Yang decided to try again, but this time, he was sure that he would level up and use it.

There were a total of three levels to the Blood Spirit Mantra. The first level was the Blood Spirit Devour he had used earlier, the second was the Blood Spirit Awakening, and the third was the Blood Spirit Appearance.

"Humph! I refuse to believe this! Blood spirit, wake up! Get up!" When Lei Yang's finger landed on the Flower of the Blood Spirits, the face of the Blood Spirits once again fiercely rushed out.

But this time, the face of the blood spirit suddenly opened its eyes, revealing an exquisite face of a woman, and Lei Yang knew, that the woman was the wife of the Blood Ancestor.

Her eyes were filled with blood tears, and once again, she flew out fiercely. This time, although she did not have any target to attack, Lei Yang, however, had actually been flying up in the indiscernible sky all of a sudden.

The Blood Spirit face charged out and swallowed the air in the sky. Its powerful attack caused the darkness to fade under its devouring.

This caused Lei Yang to appear as if he had lost even his last hope, and made a bit of depression rise in his heart in an instant.0

Although he was feeling dejected, Lei Yang's personality was still stubborn, so how could he give up so easily? After calming down for a bit, Lei Yang started to analyze the situation again.

After a moment, the stubbornness deep inside his bones once again burst out, "Hmph, I don't believe that I, Lei Yang, won't be able to walk out of this crappy place like you!"

Lei Yang reckoned that perhaps it was because that evil aura was still not too strong and had not surpassed the limits of this world, thus, it was still unable to reach that kind of limit.

If he hadn't even reached his limit at the second level, then there was no other path he could take at the moment, and that was the third level of the Blood Spirit Art.

But Lei Yang still hadn't succeeded in breaking through the third layer. How could he continue with this?

This suddenly reminded him of the Blood Spirit mask. Although it could instantly increase his cultivation base by several times, there was no cultivation base to use here.

But in the end, Lei Yang decided that no matter what, he couldn't just wait here for death!

The Blood Spirit Mask was instantly taken out by Lei Yang and placed on his face. In that instant, the blood fiend aura in his body grew even stronger.

It turned out that he had only paid attention to the increase in his cultivation and had neglected this aspect of his growth. Now that his cultivation was sealed, this aspect of his cultivation had become even more prominent.

Lei Yang didn't have time to think, and immediately pointed his finger at the Seal on the third level of the Blood Spirit Art. He didn't expect that this time, a face would no longer fly out from the center of the Blood Spirit Flower, but instead directly fly out.

That figure had an extraordinary demeanor and had the posture of a fairy descending to the mortal world. However, it burst forth with an extremely evil aura. It was like the combination of an angel and a devil; it was both peculiar and astonishing.

After it appeared, it became larger and larger, eventually transforming into an enormous, sky-piercing Dharma Idol.

And it was also at this time that, before Lei Yang could witness just what kind of attack methods she had, under the stimulation of this kind of extremely evil aura, a door actually slowly appeared within the pitch-black void.

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