allonlinenovel Chapter 223 The Blood River Old Man and the Blood Man
Chapter 223 The Blood River Old Man and the Blood Man
The bloody man looked at the "puppets" kneeling under the altar under pressure, smacked his lips and felt bored.
He stretched out his hand and gently pinched, and a large number of puppets disappeared. However, they were unable to move. These puppets could only watch themselves disappear with trembling bodies, but they were powerless to do anything.
Soon, there were only a few puppets left, and the blood man seemed to be tired of playing and was ready to clean them up all at once.
At this moment, drops of water fall.
Changqing opened his eyes and wondered why rain was falling in the cave.
But looking at it this way, it is not rain water, but blood, which is slowly seeping down along the top of the cave.
[What's going on here?] Chang Qing was very confused.
The blood rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the noise naturally could not be hidden from the Blood Man. He looked at the oozing blood rain thoughtfully.
The bloody rain turned into a downpour, and the blood on the ground slowly gathered into streams, and the streams condensed into rivers.
Soon, the bloody man seemed to know something. He laughed and no longer cared about the strange blood. He condensed into a bloody big hand and slapped the few remaining puppets under the altar.
The blood man's actions seemed to have a hidden purpose, and Changqing was still guessing.
A voice echoed out of nowhere: "Show mercy!"
The bloody man seemed not to have heard anything. His huge bloody hand slapped down directly, and stopped abruptly with a scream.
"You! After tens of thousands of years of imprisonment, you still refuse to repent!" The blood rain suddenly condensed and turned into a river, meandering into the altar.
A small boat emerged in the middle of the river. An old fisherman wearing a straw raincoat stood up and looked at the bloody man sitting on the coffin.
The bloody man didn't respond, but instead said jokingly: "Old fellow, I didn't expect you to survive until now. How come you are in such a state? It seems that you have had a hard time for tens of thousands of years! We are now brothers in distress!"
“You are worthy!” the old man fishing shouted softly, his voice echoing in the cave.
"Do you sound like you want to fight? I've been sealed here by you for tens of thousands of years, and I'm just feeling a little angry and have no place to vent it!" The bloody man stared at the old man with mockery in his eyes.
"We were able to seal you tens of thousands of years ago, and we can do it now!" the old man shouted coldly.
"Do you still have any shame? So many people attacked me, and the other person took advantage of the surprise attack to seal me, leaving only you alive, and that's why you suppressed me here.
Now you speak as if all the credit belongs to you alone, don't forget, you were the one who hid farthest in the battle!" The bloody man mercilessly exposed the old man's dark history.
"You... are looking for death!" The old man was furious. He pointed his fishing rod and several rivers of blood turned into huge waves, pressing towards the bloody man.
The waves were surging and the sound of waves could be heard. If the old man wanted, the entire cave would be submerged in an instant.
Changqing's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly took out the pendant left to him by Grandpa Zhao to block himself to prevent being washed away by the huge waves.
"Even though my strength has been weakened a lot now, you still cannot defeat me!"
The bloody man snorted coldly, raised his hand and swept it across, and an invisible wall of force slammed towards the huge wave.
For a moment, the force wall and the huge wave were in a stalemate.
The old man said with a hint of pride: "You will know whether you can defeat the enemy or not if you try."
The blood man was a little surprised. He looked at the huge wave carefully, then chuckled and said, "So that's how it is. After the battle, you collected the blood of those who died in the war and condensed it into this blood river treasure!"
"It's good to know. You are a traitor and a villain. Why don't you just accept your punishment?" The old man became more and more proud.
"Hahahahaha~" Instead of panicking, the bloody man burst into laughter.
"Do you know why you wanted to suppress me instead of killing me?"
The old man's face changed when he heard this.
"It seems that you have guessed it. You are right. They can't kill me, they can only suppress me!" The blood man caught the old man's sudden change in expression.
As soon as the bloody man finished speaking, he waved his hand violently, and a strong wind instantly swept towards the huge waves.
The moment of contact, the huge wave retreated, and only lasted for a moment before it shattered and merged back into the river of blood behind the old man.
The huge waves seemed to be facing not a strong wind but a tsunami, and the overwhelming force easily shattered them.
"How is this possible!" The old man's magic was forced to fail, and he took a few steps back, saying in disbelief.
"Why is it impossible? This magic weapon made of blood essence is just ordinary. It can be easily broken." The blood man said disdainfully
The old man didn't believe it. The river of blood behind him shrank and turned into a bloody shroud. He shook it lightly, and the wronged souls in the river rushed out madly, biting the bloody man with bared teeth.
"You really haven't done well. You can only use these tricks now~"
The bloody man slowly stretched out his hand, and his hand suddenly turned over. In an instant, the whole world seemed to be still and frozen. The bloody man had no lips, but bloody teeth. He blew gently, and a sky full of yellow sand was thrown out of his mouth. The sand and gravel were hard, as if they could wear away everything. Those black ghost-like creatures, when touched by the wind and sand, seemed to be weathered and turned into yellow sand and flowed down.
This is not over yet. The bloody man pointed at the old man, and a flash of blood quickly rushed towards the old man.
The old man, in the state of standing still in time, struggled to break free from the feeling of standing still in time. Seeing the blood approaching, he gritted his teeth and held the red shroud in front of him.
The flash of blood easily penetrated the shroud. The shroud could not block the blood and was torn into pieces by the terrifying power of the blood. The broken pieces of cloth floated downwards.
However, the blood light did not stop. It instantly reached the old man's eyebrows and penetrated halfway, but was blocked. The blood light could not advance an inch until it was completely consumed.
Taking this opportunity, the old man stepped back instantly, touching his forehead in horror, as if he had been to the gates of hell.
The bloody man was also a little surprised: "I didn't expect that the Lord of Fang Yingxu is still here, and he chose you as his spokesperson. It's not surprising that you can block my attack like this!"
"But!" The bloody man changed the subject: "I don't know if you can block my second attack!"
There were flashes of blood between the bloody men again, and the old man finally realized the gap between the two. He no longer wanted to fight and wanted to collect the scattered bloody shrouds.
As soon as he took in the pieces of the shroud, the bloody man said, "Let's keep it!"
The blood attacked the old man's hand holding the fragment of the shroud.
In an instant, half of the old man's palm was cut off, leaving only his thumb still clutching a few pieces of the shroud, which turned into a river of blood and then quickly sank into the ground.
"He does not approve of your way and has locked your breath. You, the rebel, cannot leave this Yingxu world even if you escape. You will spend the rest of your life here!" The old man's voice came faintly from somewhere.
The bloody man was not angry when he heard this. He was silent for a while, but sighed quietly and said to himself:
"Your path is wrong, but you don't know it. You can't see the road, so you think we want to do something against the will of heaven. We are sinners of the entire universe and traitors to the heavens. But you don't know what we have paid in order to continue the road!"
The bloody man seemed to recall some sad past events, and was lost in thought for a long time before sighing again: "I wonder how many of those old friends are left~"