"Wang Yun is a greedy fool. Not only does he want the power of a blood sacrifice for all people, he also wants the ability of his lucky success, Diao Chan. Sending Diao Chan to Dong Zhuo is a prediction of Dong Zhuo's character.

After enjoying Diao Chan, he will definitely take the risk to devour her. That is no less capable than Lu Bu, and he will definitely not be able to bear it."

"Regardless of whether Dong Zhuo succeeds or not, Lu Bu, who has fallen in love with Diao Chan, will definitely face the completely alienated Dong Zhuo in a rage. When our general Lu, the best in the world, dies at the hands of Dong Zhuo

, is enough to consume Dong Zhuo to the point where I can control him with countless blood sacrifice curses planted on him.

"As for Wang Yun, when that idiot tried to collect the power of the evil god with the blood ritual props he secretly dropped, he would explode himself into plasma and become part of the ritual."

"The final fruit will only belong to me, Li Ru. I will become a god!" Li Ru's eyes were full of fanatical madness.

Lin Junshu's eyes flashed, "If you want to exchange for such a great power, it's not enough to just rely on the refugees and people you sent to collect as living sacrifices, right? You...do you want to sacrifice the entire city of Chang'an?"

"That's right, the one hundred and eight wooden hearts made of the blood of the refugees buried around Chang'an City are just the introduction to the great formation. I was worried that the sacrifices were not enough, but I specifically suggested that Dong Zhuo bring all the people of Luoyang together.

And migrated here. Using Chang'an City as a sacrifice is enough to exchange for the power to become a god."

Li Ru stuck out his tongue and licked away the blood that had seeped out of his half-face that was only flesh and blood due to excessive excitement.

"Okay, I've told you everything you want to know. It's time for you to stop the little tricks and get on the road with peace of mind, right? You don't really think that you, a little Taoist priest, can still survive if you fall into my hands.

Is there any possibility of resistance?"

Lin Junshu paused, then smiled, "How will you know if you don't try? Thank you for your answer, and... you gave me time to accumulate strength."

Lin Jun was practicing the technique with his hands, and a faint yellow aura emerged from the closed chamber, "Huang Tian!"

"Oh? This feeling..." Li Ru's disapproving expression narrowed slightly, revealing a hint of caution, "Is it the smell of 'god'?"

"Taofa·Thunder Jue·Five thunders blasting the sky!"

The dazzling thunder light illuminated the dim secret room like daylight, and the thick thunder pillar instantly engulfed Li Ru, who was standing in the center of the secret room, and the wooden table behind him.

"Ha...ha..."

The candlelight went out, the thunder shadow dispersed, and the closed chamber fell into darkness. Only Lin Junshu's rapid breathing could be heard.

Suddenly, blood flames pierced the darkness, and the semi-finished blood sacrificial props displayed on the walls on both sides burst into crimson flames.

When his vision returned, Lin Junshu quickly looked forward. A squirming mass of flesh and blood on the wall facing him was driven deeply into the wall by the huge impact.

The irregular flesh and blood began to shrink, drilling towards a wooden bracelet covered with eyeballs. His body was covered with electric arcs, and Li Ru, who was twitching from time to time, showed his figure.

"It really shocked me. This is...Zhang Jiao's Huang Tian, ​​right? There is still some residual power in it? I understand...I understand...you are the person it chooses, right?"
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"The person it chose? What do you mean?" Lin Junshu frowned slightly.

Li Ru didn't answer. He moved his body a little uncontrollably and crawled out of the huge hole in the wall.

"Fortunately, I just made a blood sacrifice item, but you almost capsized it in the gutter. Don't think about delaying the time any longer. Do you think I didn't notice it? The yellow mist around you has become a lot thinner, right? You and Zhang

Jiao is almost too far away, how many attacks can you still withstand? Even this broken Huang Tian is so difficult to use. As expected, only geniuses like Zhang Jiao and me are worthy of becoming gods with mortal bodies!"

Listening to Li Ru's shouting, Lin Junshu's mind suddenly flashed to the image of Nanhua Immortal scolding Zhang Jiao for being a fool.

But what he said was right. Lin Junshu could barely hold up Huang Tian's power. At most, Huang Tian would be completely dispersed with one more blow. And without the evil-destroying ability of the thunder method, he estimated that in Li Ru's home court,

I really can only wait to die.

Li Ru raised his hand and grabbed the half-finished blood sacrificial props on the walls on both sides. A prop that looked like a cat's head but had a baby's face sewn on it slowly rose up and floated towards Li Ru.

"We can't let him get it!" Regardless of whether the prop has been made or not, and what its effectiveness is, Lin Junshu's current state cannot risk allowing Li Ru to be strengthened.

"I can only wait for the next blow."

Violent thunder and lightning burst out from Lin Junshu's body, and his sleeves and long hair fluttered gently surrounded by thunder and lightning.

Although you can't borrow the power of nature because you are underground, the power of this blow far exceeds the previous five thunders.

Lin Junshu's figure disappeared instantly. Just as Li Ru's fingers were about to touch the cat head prop, Lin Junshu appeared in front of him.

The flesh and blood in Li Ru's bracelet instantly surged out, wrapping him into a huge flesh cocoon.

Lin Junshu's offensive remained unchanged, and he stamped his palms in the direction of Li Ru in his memory.

"Thunder God Break——"

The smell of burnt flesh and blood comes out, and the feeling of piercing the flesh comes from the hands.

"It should have hit..."

Huang Tian's momentum completely collapsed, Lin Junshu pulled out his blood-stained arm and staggered back.

The flesh and blood covering Li Ru fell off layer by layer, and a bloody hole the size of a fist appeared on Li Ru's left waist.

He expressionlessly lifted up the cracked bracelet and leaned it against his wound.

The bracelet spit out blood and flesh again with great difficulty, sealing Li Ru's wound before completely shattering.

"Why are you lying down now? I haven't had enough fun yet." Li Ru looked at Lin Junshu who was slumped on the ground and smiled sarcastically again.

He grabbed the cat's head that fell aside and threw it at Lin Junshu with all his strength.

The cat's head suddenly stopped in the air when it was close to Lin Junshu's head. The next second, the baby's face on the cat's head opened its mouth, revealing a row of sharp teeth.

A piercing scream came from the baby's mouth. The scream seemed to reach straight to the soul, and the pain far beyond the physical injury penetrated from the depths of Lin Junshu's mind.

"Ah——"

Lin Junshu held his head and shouted unbearably.

The scream stopped, and the cat's head fell to the side weakly.

Li Ru didn't pay attention to the blood sacrificial props that had lost their effectiveness, and looked at Lin Junshu who was sweating profusely with a serious look on his face, "Strange... why there isn't..."

Lin Junshu held his head in severe pain, with bulging veins and his head seemed about to explode at any time.

Supporting the ground with his hands, Lin Junshu climbed up from the ground with difficulty. He turned his palms over and a packet of lime powder appeared in his hands and sprinkled it forward.

Li Ru sidestepped slightly and said, "You have resorted to such unflattering tricks. You have really embarrassed the Taoist priests of Nanhua Mountain. Let me teach you what is the art of flesh and blood."
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Li Ru once again stretched out his hands towards the walls on both sides. To the left and right, a box covered with long black hair and a wooden handle covered with flesh and blood floated towards him at the same time.

Lin Junshu saw it but was powerless to stop it.

Two strange props came into Li Ru's hands, and after some fiddling, a strange-looking hand crossbow was assembled.

"Taoist, watch carefully. The Forest of Flesh!" Li Ru casually glanced in the direction of Lin Junshu and pulled the trigger.

A series of flesh and blood ropes as thick as a baby ejected from the mouth of the box, flying everywhere without breaking.

Lin Junshu used all his strength to dodge in front of him, but his shoulders and thighs still couldn't dodge and were pierced by flesh and blood ropes and nailed in them.

"At first, I thought Cao Mengde had noticed something and sent you here. Unfortunately, he seems to have chosen the wrong person. If he sent his subordinates Xiahou Dun and Xia Houyuan, I wouldn't be able to deal with it so easily. But he just sent you here.

For a Taoist priest like you..."

"Little Taoist priest, are you ready to die?"

The flesh-and-blood hand crossbow was raised again and pointed at Lin Junshu, who was unable to avoid it, but Lin Junshu suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

"What's wrong with the Taoist priest? It's because I'm a Taoist priest that I have the opportunity to bet with you."

"Betting on your life? As you are now, you take..."

Lin Junshu directly started the magic technique and applied all his final strength to this technique.

"Life and death are determined by fate, Taoism, rock and soil disintegrate!"

"You!" The flesh-and-blood rope spurted out again, but it still touched Lin Junshu's body, and a huge rock block from the roof crashed down.

Amidst the roar, the entire floor of the study room in the other courtyard sank.
Chapter completed!