People are ruthless, and swords are even more ruthless!
The blood-colored energy surged across the world, Xiao Nuo slashed it with one sword, and Xue Xiu's second move was ruthlessly executed.
"call out!"
The blood-colored sword energy pierced the sky and slashed straight at Mo Kun.
The latter wanted to escape but was unable to do so.
Just as Xiao Nuo said, he will regret it!
But when you regret it, there is no way out.
"Boom!"
The bloody waterfall-like light rushed into Mo Kun's body mercilessly, and the latter's body shook violently, and a chaotic blood mist exploded from Mo Kun's body...
"ah!"
Mo Kun let out a shrill scream, then bent one knee and knelt on the ground helplessly.
A large amount of blood spilled from his body. He covered his chest with his hands and tried his best to stand up.
"Whoosh!"
The next second, a series of afterimages flashed through the air, and Xiao Nuo blocked the way with his sword, blocking Mo Kun's way.
"Do you regret it? Young Master Mo Kun..."
"Wow!"
The powerful air flow spread, and Xiao Nuo's robes moved. He turned his back to Mo Kun, and the aura he exuded was unparalleled.
Mo Kun's eyes almost burst into flames, and a huge feeling of anger surged into his heart.
"Get away!"
Mo Kun shouted angrily and immediately shot three hidden poison needles from his sleeves.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The hidden weapon came, Xiao Nuo swung his sword horizontally to block it.
"Ding ding ding..."
All the poisonous needles were ejected.
Mo Kun stood up and tried to escape, but how could Xiao Nuo give him this chance?
Just before Mo Kun rushed out two meters away, the Sky Burial Sword in Xiao Nuo's palm drew a crescent-like stream of light in the air.
"Qiang!"
The sword's chant reached my ears, with a unique overlapping echo.
Mo Kun's pupils were suddenly filled with gorgeous sword light.
In an instant, the sharp sword sealed his throat, and the Sky Burial Sword ruthlessly cut into Mo Kun's throat.
"Whoosh!"
Mo Kun's neck cracked quickly, his pupils shook violently, and it was no longer possible for him to say anything else.
"despair!"
The young master of the Death Hall fell powerlessly and was defeated at Xiao Nuo's feet.
Blood dripped from his throat and quickly filled the gaps in the ground.
Xiao Nuo glanced at Mo Kun's body indifferently, then with a thought in his mind, with a "swish" sound, the Sky Burial Sword turned into a blue light and disappeared from the palm of his hand.
Then, Xiao Nuo looked in the direction of the blood tomb.
"My mission has been completed, now it's up to you!"
…
The wind and clouds are in chaos, and the yellow sand is rolling into the sky!
With the last power of Luoyan Yujin, Mingwei Qingluo successfully opened the Blood Tomb.
"Boom!"
The thunderous sound was deafening. Looking at the stone door opened on the stone statue, Mingwei Qingluo, the faces of the four guardians showed ecstasy.
"It's open, the Blood Tomb is open!"
"The Ghost Lord lineage can be saved, hahahaha."
"..."
On the other side, the Shengmen group headed by Zhou Che were shocked and horrified.
This is beyond their imagination.
Zhou Che was convinced that with Mingwei Qingluo's strength, it would be difficult to open the Blood Tomb.
But what he didn't expect was that Luoyan Yujin was also here.
"Damn it..."
Zhou Che's eyes were filled with anger. He raised the spear in his hand and "Kill!"
But in the next second, a mysterious black energy spewed out from the inside of the blood tomb.
This black energy spreads out in all directions like a circular cloud whirlpool.
"Boom!"
The void trembled, and the earth shook.
Zhou Che and Shengmen and the others suddenly felt a mountain-like aura coming over them. Even the ferocious war beast under Zhou Che, which was as long as a beast's bones, knelt on the ground...
"boom!"
In an instant, almost everyone present was suppressed and breathless.
Seeing this scene, Mingwei Qingluo became even more excited. She asked loudly, "Which senior are you?"
"My name is... Yin Ling!" A thick and powerful voice came from inside the blood tomb.
Luoyan Yujinfeng's eyes lit up, and she called out, "Elder Yin Ling, it's you..."
Mingwei Qingluo and the four guardians were even more delighted when they heard the word "Yin Ling".
This "Elder Yin Ling" is a blood relative of the Ghost Lord's lineage. He is of such high seniority that even the former Ghost Lord would call him "uncle".
"Grandpa Yin Ling..." Mingwei Qingluo immediately changed her title, although she had never seen him before. "I am the daughter of the Ghost Lord. I am here today to ask you to help me resolve the crisis in the Ghost Lord's lineage..."
As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone in the Shengmen family turned pale with fright.
Everyone, including Zhou Che, wanted to turn around and run away, but Yin Ling's aura was too strong and they couldn't move.
However, faced with Mingwei Qingluo's request for help, Elder Yin Ling did not seem to have much emotional fluctuations.
He replied calmly, "This is your destiny, I can't help you!"
What?
Can't help?
Mingwei Qingluo's smile froze immediately, "What are you talking about? Why can't you help?"
Yin Ling continued, "Once you enter the ghost realm, you are already a dead person! Since you are a dead person, it is difficult to interfere in the affairs of the sect!"
"Are you going to watch the Ghost Lord's lineage be destroyed?"
"Since ancient times, the strong have been in power, and the weak have been reduced to nothing. I can't help you this time, but I won't be able to help you next time. If the lineage of Ghost Lord has lost the leader Huang
The strength of Quanmen is not as good as... abdicating one's position and giving way to talents! This can also prevent fellow sects from fighting each other..."
"you……"
Mingwei Qingluo couldn't believe what the other party said.
After finally opening the Blood Tomb, I came here with great expectations, but the other party actually said such heart-wrenching words.
Mingwei Qingluo was furious. She pointed at the huge stone statue in front of her and cursed, "If you are useless at all, why are you occupying such a big place? I will have this place leveled tomorrow..."
Luoyan Yujin quickly grabbed the opponent.
She said with great sincerity, "Elder Yin Ling, after all, you are a blood relative of the Guizun lineage. Do you really want to see them destroyed?"
"I said, I can control this time, but I can't control the next time. If the Guizun lineage is really strong, it won't end up like this. What I don't want to see the most is the blood flowing inside the Huangquan Sect.
Chenghe, I don’t even want to see you killing each other.”
"That's enough for this time..." Luo Yan Yujin said solemnly, "The Gui Zun lineage did not lead to today's situation because of its own lack of ability. As long as it can overcome this difficulty, His Highness Ce will be able to take charge."
, I sincerely ask Elder Yin Ling to give us a chance..."
The four guardians also knelt on the ground neatly.
"I beg the elders to give the Ghost Lord lineage a chance!"
"..."
Mingwei Qingluo, who was already crying with anger, couldn't help but kneel down when she saw this.
"Grandpa Yin Ling, please help Brother Wang!"
The people in the rear, including Shengmen, were all feeling anxious.
Finally, a helpless sigh came from inside the blood tomb...
"Oh...that's all!"
Suddenly, the magic circle moved over the Blood Tomb, and then a dark red light beam fell from the sky.
"boom!"
The beam of light fell, blasting the earth and causing chaotic air currents.
"This thing is called the Imperial Soul Banner, and it is given to you today!"