"Although I have a kind-hearted eyebrow and a kind-hearted shell, can't I recognize the blood light floating under your skin? I was just guessing casually, but I didn't expect to guess your feet. It's indeed an evil method in "Blood Nervous"! Moreover, the original "Blood Nervous" only has the method of plundering essence, blood and souls, and there will never be such a situation where the self-consciousness and magic power of the cultivator will be plundered together."

Chen Ang felt that he was afraid that he had discovered traces of the interference of the main god. The blood light appeared in this human body like a son of the blood. Obviously, the original owner of this skin image had been swallowed by him, and even his own consciousness was plundered. His magic power and memory were as unique as before his body. Even if the person close to him did not have enough magical powers, he could not see it.

Chen Ang also saw that his body was erect and was faintly manifested by blood light, which was different from his normal form, and then he realized the truth.

This person's body is closer to the state of a baby in the Xuanmen, but there is an evil spirit in his bones, and there is a trace of blood light in his soul that is uncertain. This is the body of the Blood God Son.

Chen Ang thought of this and took his right hand and the mist on the sea turned into a Tianyisheng Water Banner and returned to his hand. He shook the long water banner in his hand. The endless water threads of debaters drooped. Just one blow, the number of Gui water divine thunder in Fengmu's essence increased ten times, and exploded together. The thunder rolled, tearing the cloud miasma that was protecting the man to pieces.

Seeing Chen Ang so fierce, the man was so scared that he had to release another glass mirror. A ball of mirror light of about acres protects his body. He couldn't help but beg Chen Ang, describing it as pitiful.

Chen Ang just sneered and shook the flag again to kill him here.

But he heard Tan Yun shouting behind him: "Fellow Taoist mercy! There may be a misunderstanding." Chen Ang paused slightly, stopped the spell in his hand, and waited for her to come up. The first sight of Tan Yun was still a hundred miles away. In just an instant, it fell on the clouds near Chen Ang, with a speed of a hundred times faster than before, and it was seen that the ice soul divine light escape had been small.

She looked anxious and came to the formation and said hello to Chen Ang. She carefully looked at the person trapped in the ban before asking he hesitantly: "Is it true that Huangyan Island is the one who is Mo? My little sister had visited a few days ago..."

Chen Ang already knew that the man below was a demon, and the shell on his body was used by the demon who harmed others. The man, Mo Zhenren of Huangyan Island, was probably killed by him long ago, but this man used the Son of Blood to harm others. The victim's soul is still there, and he can't recognize him if he imitates it. Chen Ang was also pretending.

Sure enough, when Zhenren Mo saw Guishui ban, he smiled bitterly, "Don't joke, fairy, the last time you and I met was five years ago, how could I say the most recently?"

Tan Yun then breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chen Ang: "Fellow Daoist Chen, I know the man below. He is a casual cultivator on Huangyan Island five hundred miles away. He is here to be innocent and clear, and he will not be a demon demon. Zhenren Mo is skilled in civil engineering and magic. He has been living on Huangyan Island for hundreds of years. Before I came here, I had contact with him, not the one who was with him before. Please let him go!"

Chen Ang had a long time in his mind, but pretended to think for a moment, shouted: "You said you are Mo Zhenren of Huangyan Island? But I don't know how many casual cultivators can last for three hours under the Guishui True Thunder Ban? And the previous cloud miasma was the way to Miaojiang."

He turned around and asked Tan Yun, "Do Zhenren Mo have these two magic weapons?" He used his magic power to capture a little cloud, and pointed to the treasure mirror that Zhenren Mo held in his hand.

Tan Yun then frowned, observed for a moment, shook his head and said, "My Master's powerful magic weapon is six earth and wood crystal sand. I haven't heard of the news that he has these two magic weapons." After that, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious and looked at Mo Master to hear his explanation.

I saw Zhenren Mo with a bitter face and said, "The Wuyun Miasma is my magic weapon under my chest. I usually keep it secret and leave it to the future great disasters for only protecting myself." After that, he showed a very vivid expression of heartache, and looked at Chen Ang with a look of being angry but not speaking, and said, "As for this hidden sea glass mirror, it is the treasure of an overseas immortal I received a few days ago. He left a message saying that he would be here again, so I came to search for it. Unexpectedly, it alarmed the ban of fellow Taoists."

The performance of 'Mo Zhenren' completely convinced Tan Yun. She whispered: "Fellow Daoist Chen has no doubts now, can you let Mo Zhenren come out?"

Chen Ang did not answer, but flew forward for a while, getting closer and closer to the edge of the ban. Zhenren Mo looked at Chen Ang with a gaze. Seeing that he had no reaction, he sighed: "Well! I think you are still worried about the old Taoist. In this way, the old Taoist handed over the magic weapon to you to guard. Even if I let me out, I will not have the power to fight back, okay?"

Chen Ang nodded and said, "Okay, you can send out the magic weapon. Use this banner to trap it first, so as not to cause trouble from afar."

He shook the Tianyisheng Water Banner in his hand and turned it into auspicious cloud and entered the forbidden area. While sighing, Mo Laodao looked extremely reluctant to leave. He put his hidden sea glass mirror, six earth and wood crystal sand, a flying sword next to the door, and a blood-red amber-like thing on the auspicious cloud, wrapped it and sent it to Chen Ang.

Chen Ang glanced at it and just sneered. Ordinary monks could not see it, but when he swept his soul, he found that there was a trace of blood on these things, especially the blood-red amber, which was clearly transformed by a blood-god son. If he was not careful, he would turn back to his original image, fit and pounce, sucking away the essence and blood and taking away the soul.

As long as Chen Ang picked up other magic weapons and used their magic power to explore them, the Blood God Son's magic power would be indestructible and breathless. He sneaked into Chen Ang's magic power and transformed his magic power. At that time, it would be only a matter of time to refine it into the Blood God Son.

Such magic power is the most hidden. Even if ordinary cultivators notice it, they will only suspect that it is the internal and external demons. It is hard to imagine that it is a parasitic creature like the Blood God Son.

However, Chen Ang's magic power is the foundation created by the leader of the other world, and has been supplemented by Chen Ang's original deity. Incarnation in this world is confirmed to be one of the best magic powers in the three realms of immortals and mortals. Whether it is the true water of Tianyi to accommodate all things, the true water of Xuanming frozen for eternity, or the one-yuan heavy water is integrated, it is extremely pure power, and it does not accommodate the impurities of the magic power of the God Son.

Even if he was invaded by his Blood God Son, such alien magic power would only be out of place and would be purified by his slight operation.

So Chen Ang simply ignored Tan Yun's abnormal expression and picked up six earth and wood crystal sand and held the blood-red amber in his hand. Zhenren Mo below appeared to be angry, but actually a trace of extremely hidden joy flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!