After a long time, the voice gradually died down, and the pale-faced Tushanjun showed a sinister smile, wiping away the emotion in his eyes.

Staring at the bloody sun in the sky.

Make a shadow there.

Overlooking the blood lake, the huge corpse stretched out its pale arms, one, two... five, six, like a drowning person struggling.

A strange look flashed in Tushanjun's eyes, and he sighed.

No matter how glorious you were in life, even your body must be locked up after death to prevent it from becoming a spirit. What is it like for a monk to reach the end of his cultivation? They all say they can become an immortal, but can they really do so? Or there are no immortals in this world at all.

I don’t know how time goes by.

Ding.

Tu Shanjun picked up an elixir, crushed it into pieces, frowned and shook his head: "If it's not enough, don't you Asura clan have a reliable alchemist?"

"How come even this basic elixir can be made so weirdly that it cannot achieve the desired effect at all?"

Luo Manping, who was reprimanded, said helplessly: "Fellow Taoist is really too harsh."

"Elixirs and spiritual fluids that simply strengthen the Yin God are not easy to find."

"Secondly, he is already at his peak..."

Tu Shanjun looked at the hundreds of bottles and cans placed in front of his desk, his expression becoming more solemn.

The efficacy of these medicines is not as good as that of the Yin Soul Pill, not to mention that if you want to upgrade Yang Wu's Yin Shen to the state of transformation, relying on these things alone to break through to the second step is simply a fantasy.

Tu Shanjun dares to say that whether he participates or not, this is the limit.

"At most the first step."

Luo Manping looked at the bloody sun.

He felt that it was not a problem of heavenly materials, earthly treasures and elixirs, but that it was impossible for living beings and gods to advance to the second step without a physical body.

No matter how much you add, it is a waste of resources.

Luo Manping said solemnly: "Protector Zuo will rush back to the great religion soon. If we can't reshape flesh and blood and replace blood within half a year, our plan will fall short. Why not take advantage of now to reach the first step?"

Peak, try to start."

"With me suppressing flesh and blood, coupled with the divine soul, even if there is an imbalance, it won't be too different as long as you can adapt."

Tu Shanjun looked at Luo Manping and said, "Are you sure you can suppress it?"

"After all, I am the power of Shura's Ten Dharma, the Great Saint Luo Manping."

Tu Shanjun looked at the bloody sun.

He also understood that it was a fantasy to break through to the second step. If Luo Manping's strength was beyond imagination, he might really be able to suppress the Asura leader. At that time, he only needed to exchange blood for it and plant the Tao seed, and flesh and blood would no longer be produced.

If you reject it, you can slowly adjust it.

"If you can ask that Dao Lord to take action..."

Luo Manping shook his head slightly: "Why can we invite Mr. Dao?"

"Too."

"Then let's get started."

Luo Manping took a step forward, and his barefoot figure appeared above the blood lake, looking at the huge corpse in the pool.

When the mana burst out, a dark red Shura appeared behind him. The Blood-eyed Shura took a step forward and merged with Luo Manping's body.

Yang Wu, who was sitting cross-legged in the bloody sun, suddenly opened his eyes.

"grown ups?"

The red-haired Tushanjun stood in front of Martingale Wu.

The forty-nine desolate bone stone tablets in the entire shrine glowed with bleeding light, focusing on the bloody sun.

A terrifying battle-blooded Shura stood tall and proud.

Warblood Shura opened his ferocious fangs like door leaves.

The six arms form three great seals of magical power.

The bloody sun rotates.

Transformed into an undefeated Taoist body filled with blood.
Chapter completed!