What If I Can't Die? Chapter 133 - 133 Dragon Subduing Palm

Chapter 133 - 133 Dragon Subduing Palm

133 Dragon Subduing Palm

“Hehe, do you think you can kill me just because you’re at the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm?”

Chicken nest hair Wanderer Du twisted his neck with a disdainful expression, “Even a Nascent Soul can’t kill me. Do you think a Foundation Establishment Cultivator like you is worthy?”

“Nascent Soul”

Song s.h.i.+ was deep in thought. “To be able to come into contact with a Nascent Soul and control the Array Formation here, you either have something to do with the blood-robed old ghost or you are the blood-robed old ghost!”

Chicken nest hair’s pupils constricted. This kid had seen through his ident.i.ty, he could not let him leave alive!

He raised his hand and formed a seal. The surface of the river suddenly rose and transformed into a blood-colored python that roared as it coiled around him.

“Since you’ve said this, I can’t let you leave alive. Become a part of my Blood River.”

Amidst the sinister voice, Song s.h.i.+ pursed his lips and muttered in his heart, “I can also leave dead I suppose.”

Originally, he was not in a hurry and was prepared to fight with this fellow. Suddenly, he realized that the white bones in the river had reorganized into skeletons and stood up one after another. Their eyes emitted a blood-colored light as they let out strange cries.

“Mm? These skeletons”

This was not because he was afraid, but because he felt that the Blood River was not simple.

“The blood river is actually so obedient. It even nurtured such small monsters for attack. Looks like it’s not as easy as just being an Array Formation.”

Faced with the river of blood that spanned several kilometers, Song s.h.i.+ thought of something and said in surprise, “Could this be your Dharma treasure?”

“Hehe, you guessed right. This is the Blood Evil Demon River artifact cultivated by the Blood Transformation Technique. The more cultivators you kill, the stronger it will be!”

He stepped on the demonic river. “Your blood energy is very vigorous. Killing you will probably increase the power of the blood river by a large margin. It will only be a matter of time before I can advance it to become a Numinous artifact.”

Seeing that this person had a majestic aura under the support of the Blood River, but it was not to the extent that he could easily kill him, he frowned and said, “If you were the old ghost in blood-red clothes, you wouldn’t be so weak.”

Seeing that Song s.h.i.+ was calm, the old ghost, who had always been suspicious of people, looked into the distance.

This person was calm and composed. Could it be that he had something to rely on?

“Don’t be nervous. I don’t have any helpers. I’ll definitely die. Share your secret with me. I won’t tell anyone else.”

Song s.h.i.+ asked curiously. Compared to killing this person or being killed by this person, he was more interested in investigating some of this person’s secrets.

“Is there something wrong with your brain? How are you going to tell anyone when you’re dead?”

The blood-robed old ghost felt that this person wasn’t afraid of him because there was something wrong with his brain.

“Don’t insult me.”

Song s.h.i.+’s face darkened, “There’s nothing wrong with my brain.”

“I don’t want to talk nonsense with you anymore. Die!”

The blood-robed old ghost felt irritated by Song s.h.i.+’s long-winded words. A blood-red light flashed in his eyes.

The blood-red light in the eyes of the skeletons that had surrounded Song s.h.i.+ fluctuated as they sped up and charged at Song s.h.i.+.

Crack!

With a flash of golden light, the skeletons that approached returned in pieces of bones.

The blood they were carrying was also blocked by the scorching hot primeval essence around Song s.h.i.+’s body. The parts that came into direct contact with each other were consumed with a series of sizzling sounds.

The blood-robed old ghost did not expect these small fries to threaten him. He raised his calloused right hand and shook it at Song s.h.i.+.

Roar!

The huge blood python circling around him immediately twisted its body and opened its mouth to bite Song s.h.i.+.

The Blood Python did not seem to attack in a straight line, but its attacks were even more vicious and unpredictable. With a cold blood aura, its b.l.o.o.d.y mouth descended with a shadow.

Song s.h.i.+ looked like a mouse that had been targeted by a giant python. It was as if he could only wait for death.

Looking at the python that was condensed from cold blood and blood light, he took a step forward and nine small suns appeared on his body.

The dark red Essence Energy was like magma when a volcano erupted. The moment he raised his hand, the flames rolled like a long dragon and quickly transformed into a palm print.

The handprint quickly grew larger. It was more than 100 feet long and was engraved with dragon patterns. Faint dragon roars echoed, as if a true dragon was pressed into the palm and slapped the Blood Python’s head.

Dragon Subduing Palm!

There was a loud bang!

The Blood Python collided with the Dragon Subduing Palm. The former was the power of Dharma treasure, while Song s.h.i.+’s huge palm was also a fifth-grade divine power. Even though he was only at the Beginner realm, its power was still especially powerful.

The two of them were incompatible like fire and water. In an instant, they exploded on the spot, stirring up a circle of terrifying energy waves. After it spread, cracks appeared on the riverbank, forcing Song s.h.i.+ back.

Song s.h.i.+ was sent flying a hundred meters away. Along the way, the plants that had just sprouted turned into ashes. Flames were released from the acupuncture points behind him, forming a circle of energy that quickly stabilized his body and he stopped at the tip of a withered gra.s.s.

Amidst the gust that wreaked havoc in all directions, the smashed blood snake turned into waves of blood-colored energy which returned to and congregate back with each other. As it squirmed, it turned back into a blood python.

“He actually blocked the attack of the Blood River that I’ve condensed as an artifact spirit!”

The blood-robed old ghost’s expression turned solemn. Although he was not in his peak state, a blow from a pseudo-Numinous artifacts was not something a Foundation Establishment Cultivator could withstand.

For this person to be able to receive it, it could only mean that his combat strength had reached the Golden Core realm!

“I didn’t expect to meet a freak. No wonder he’s so confident!”

The blood-robed old ghost narrowed his eyes. Other than those freaks who could fight those above their level, who else could Song s.h.i.+ be?

He looked at the unused sword at Song s.h.i.+’s waist.

Even a casual palm strike was so powerful. If he used a sword what would happen?

If he knew that Song s.h.i.+’s sword martial arts skill was only a first-grade divine power and that his close combat martial arts were his most powerful skills, he would probably have the confidence to kill him again.

But at this moment, Song s.h.i.+’s Dragon Subduing Palm frightened him. He said with some fear, “Which faction are you from? Your divine power is masculine and domineering with dragon like patterns. Could it be a divine power from the Qian Dragon Divine Technique of the royal family of Great Qian?”

If this person was really related to the royal family, then he had to prepare to escape. Back then, he had already suffered greatly at the hands of the powerhouses of Great Qian.

Song s.h.i.+ shook his numb hands and looked at the blood-robed old ghost. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. From the looks of it, you’re only at the mid-stage Foundation Establishment realm. Therefore, you can only use schemes to kill others. Don’t tell me you killed all these people?”

“Hmph, some ants who can’t even break the Array Formation. Why would I need to kill them?”

The blood-robed old ghost said disdainfully, “I’m only killing people who might be able to break the array. How can there be someone like you who has a strong Qi and blood!”

“Demonic beasts are also rich in Qi and blood. Why don’t you kill them? Do cultivators like to fight among themselves?”

Song s.h.i.+ pursed his lips.

“What do you know? My Blood River can only be refined here for a short period of time. Where can I find demon beasts here?”

The blood-robed old ghost was impatient. “Since you have the ability, I can’t kill you. Scram. Don’t come here and affect my refinement of Dharma treasure!”

“There are some in Silken City. Do you want me to introduce them to you?”

Song s.h.i.+ smiled. The paper effigy seller, Granny Cat, should be a demon.

“I told you to get lost!”

The blood-robed old ghost was a little furious.

Frowning, Song s.h.i.+ looked at the blood river. This thing was much stronger than ordinary Dharma treasures. He estimated that if he didn’t die a few times, he wouldn’t be able to kill this guy.

Courting death here was not suitable for the time being. He plan for it if he wanted to do so, such as returning to the city to die instead.

He was prepared to return to the well and revive after death. He would find an opportunity to attack after changing his ident.i.ty.

“If you tell me to get lost, won’t I lose face?”

Song s.h.i.+’s hand formed a large fireball, “If I don’t teach you a lesson today, do you think I’m easy to talk to?”

“Amitabha!”

Just as he was about to make a move, a Buddhist proclamation interrupted him.