Chapter 390 Refining true blood, one punch to explode!

Author: Gunpowder is heavy

For a moment, everyone in the field stared at Shu Xunnan.

Shu Xunnan did not answer, but her trance, anxious, and disbelief expression had already told everyone the answer.

Yi Laomo's face turned pale and was extremely shocked.

Zhenren Mingyue was both surprised and happy. Although she knew that her disciple was incomparable, she never thought that she could defeat the half demon who had been planning for a long time with just three hundred years of magic power and seize the final treasure.

This was far beyond her expectations.

But in a blink of an eye, the joy in her heart turned into worry.

Although the treasure is good, the Demon Dao has invited help, Ding Youlin's true body has arrived, and the crisis has not been resolved.

"Swoosh!"

Thinking of this, Mingyue Zhenren waved his jade hand, and a sword that flowed like the bright moon suddenly flew, turning into a stream of light, disappearing in the secret of heaven, wanting to report to the Heavenly Dao Temple and ask for help.

"Zheng!"

But a black sword pill came first, like black thunder slashing through the void, directly catching up with Ling Jian. The sword energy was twisted and directly thorned the Ling Jian into powder.

"I finally had the opportunity to fight with the Lord of Yuehuazhan, how could I miss it! With me here, there will be no support, so don't waste your efforts."

Ding Youlin stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm, but his tone was domineering and stern.

The demonic flames behind him rolled up like a fire that destroyed the world, covering the sky and the sun.

In the demonic flames, there were countless creatures wailing and screaming in pain. There were several powerful auras in them, rising and falling, making people feel heart-pounding.

Ding Youlin fought countless times throughout his life, and almost never had any meditation. It can be said that his cultivation in this life was all caused by fighting and plunder.

But these actions coincide with the true meaning of the outlook on killing.

Kill all living beings and raise one person.

This is also the reason why he became the Holy Son of the Perspective of Killing.

After hundreds of years of fighting, there are countless puppets accumulated in the demonic flames behind him, including third-grade monsters and real-life cultivators, whose strength is unfathomable.

At this moment, he was alone, suppressed several real people and controlled the situation.

"Well, before the war, let's get some appetizers!"

Ding Youlin's eyes turned, and he glanced at the people in the field, revealing a trace of murderous intent.

He came here to compete for the true blood of the Golden Crow, but the true blood of the Golden Crow has been taken away by Ning You and must have been refined at this moment. He could only wait for Ning You to leave the hall and kill Ning You before refining it.

This will be a big battle. Before that, he must clear the obstacles and avoid mistakes in the big battle.

"Zheng!"

As soon as he thought of this, the demonic flames rolled behind him, and the figure with a disheveled hair and sharp eyes appeared again.

This man was named "Nine Swords Sanren" before his life. He achieved enlightenment of sword cultivation and had six hundred years of magic power. He once snatched the wood of the Eastern Qing Emperor in a secret realm from Ding Youlin. He was eventually killed by Ding Youlin and merged into the demonic flames. The most proud sword practice in this life became Ding Youlin's weapon of killing.

Not only that, Ding Youlin's killing magic flame has evolved to the level of "the endless rhythm of Tao". Any magic or puppet that is integrated into the magic flame is not a dead object, and its upper limit is not always fixed at the moment of integrating into the magic flame.

The puppets in the demonic flame can even retain a trace of their intelligence. As long as Ding Youlin is willing to instill "nutrients", his cultivation and magic can rise again.

Ding Youlin killed this person and kept plundering "nutrients" to support Jiujian Sanren. At this moment, his sword cultivation has been nearly a thousand years.

"bass!"

He opened his eyes in the demonic flame, his eyes shining like stars, as if he was resurrected in the world again. The black sword ball flashed like thunder, and in an instant, millions of sword energy burst out, like a big black sword energy dragon, roaring in the air.

And his target is not someone else, but the Yi Lao Demon on the white bone lotus on the side.

Seeing this, the old demon Yi was so angry that he shouted angrily: "Ding Youlin, I have already set up the sword to watch, and there will be a master coming. Do you dare to kill me?"

“There will be no longer support…”

Ding Youlin just answered softly, and then Jianwan killed him in front of the old demon Yi.

The old demon Yi lost his body and had no strength left. At this moment, facing the surging sword energy, there was no way to resist it. He could only try his best to activate the white bone lotus under him and turn it into a stream of light, trying to escape from here.

This white bone lotus has infinite magical uses. It is the most treasure of the soul, and it can be used for a thousand miles in an instant.

But the "Nine Swords Sanren" with disheveled hair just snorted coldly, and the sword ball flashed in a moment, and it turned from solid to virtual, like a ghost, and its speed increased again, faster than the escape light of the soul, and directly caught up with Yi Lao Demon.

"No!"

"Save me, junior sister!"

Yi Lao Demon's soul was rising and shouted anxiously.

But it was too late. The moment the sword pill was moved, the Jurchen, who was watching the Yin soldiers, directly pinched a talisman, and his body turned into pieces of debris, completely disappeared between the world.

"No!"

The old demon Yi made an unwilling cry, but Jianwan came in a moment and directly pierced the white bone lotus, completely crushing his soul.

Thousand-year magic power, one of the nine swords, and the soul-chasing sword.

Under this sword, the sword ball transforms from solid into virtual, with a faster speed than photoelectricity, and specializes in killing the soul.

Just a sword, a real person who has practiced for seven hundred years, completely fell between heaven and earth.

But Ding Youlin's eyes never stayed on Yi Lao Demon for a long time, but looked at Mingyue Zhenren.

Here, only Mingyue Zhenren can threaten him.

But it's just a slight threat.

"It seems that there is no need to wait for the Spirit Cave Heaven!"

"Today, I will directly kill you, the foundation of the thousand-year foundation of the Heavenly Dao Temple!"

After Ding Youlin held his hands in his arms, he said confidently, and then the "Nine Swords Sanren" with disheveled hair suddenly turned his head, his sword eyes were bright, and he stared at Mingyue Zhenren.

"Zheng!"

The sword ball suddenly sounded like a roar of thunder, with a vast power that shocked the hearts of people, like black lightning, piercing through the void and attacking the eyebrows of Zhenren Mingyue in an instant.

One of the nine swords, the Thunder Sword!

This sword is extremely fast, and can turn magic power into thunder sword energy. Tens of millions of sword energy are emitted together, and then merge into one in the air, like a black sword divine thunder, containing the most powerful and yang power in the world.

Zhenren Mingyue was a seriously injured body and had insufficient magic power. At this moment, facing the power of thunder, he could only forcefully raise his magic power, trigger Hua Yuehua, and activate the permanent and immortal body of Yuehua.

"Swish!"

The moon is flowing, and the real person of the bright moon is bathed in it, as if he really transformed into the bright moon, eternal, with a constant breath.

"Zheng!"

The sword balls were like thunder roaring. In the vast void, there were black sword energy, like millions of black thunder, with a solemn aura, cutting through everything.

Zhenren Mingyue's body was pricked in an instant, but in an instant, she recovered as if she had never been injured.

The moonlight is always calm, and all things are immortal.

But Ding Youlin just smiled faintly: "Bright moon, you should know that although this method is wonderful, it cannot stop me!"

"In front of me, you have only one fall."

After saying that, a black cloth bag on his waist flashed with a bright light, and then a group of black insects the size of fists, which looked like silkworm pupae.

These little insects are densely packed, covering the sky and the sun, as if there were billions. In just a blink of an eye, they were like a huge black dark cloud covering the sky.

The world suddenly darkened.

"The Spirit-Eating True Worm?!"

Seeing this insect, the face of Mingyue Zhenren changed suddenly, and the face of Qian Ruoyunhui turned pale.

The real spirit-eating insect is an ancient alien insect that has the ability to devour heaven and earth. If it grows to the extreme, it can even directly ate both the stars of Taiyin and Sun. It is an extremely terrifying insect between heaven and earth.

It also overcomes the magical powers and magic of golden body.

This insect can even swallow the two stars of Yin and Yang, the nine states of heaven and earth, let alone the golden body?

This insect harms the three realms and has long been destroyed by the Heavenly Palace and disappeared into the world. Almost no one has ever heard of it.

But now, it appears again?

How did Ding Youlin get it and cultivate it to such a state?

The true man Mingyue's face was pale, and he gently pinched the magic trick in his hand. The golden bell suddenly floated above his head, releasing a rolling sound wave, trying to faint from the group of spirit-eroding real insects.

There are more than one thousand erosion spirit real insects, covering the sky and the moon. Although a small number of them fell to the ground, the other real insects rushed up in an instant and wrapped around the golden bell.

"Squeak!"

The golden bell trembled endlessly, and the sound waves were endless. I tried my best to protect myself, but I could not stop the Eclipse Innocence Worm that covered the sky and the sun. But in an instant, the Eclipse Innocence Worm was bitten on the bell by the Eclipse Innocence Worm.

Then, the golden light disappeared, but in the blink of an eye, the golden bell disappeared completely and was swallowed by the densely packed spirit-eating real insects.

In less than a breath, a third-grade magic weapon made by countless spiritual materials disappeared directly.

The power of the Spirit-Erosion True Worm can be seen.
To be continued...