Chapter 187: Killing the Underworld Envoy [6,000 words chapter, please vote for subscription]
"The master of the palace has a distinguished status. He wants to take charge of the Netherworld Branch Palace, so how can he go out at will?" said the man in black in the middle.
"Then what do you mean by this? Do you think you three can kill me?" Jian Bailou asked, the aura on his body becoming stronger and colder, like a peerless sword being slowly drawn out of its scabbard,
Revealing more and more amazing edges.
"Who doesn't know that you, Jian Bailou, are very good at swordsmanship? You have already comprehended a hint of sword intention, and your strength is as close to that of a grandmaster. There is no problem for the three of us to join forces to fight you, but of course it is impossible to kill you." Black in the middle.
The man in clothes was still sad and said in a calm and unhurried manner.
"Then why do you want to touch the back of my Golden Sword Sect at night like thieves?" Jian Bailou asked.
"Didn't that little brother just say that there is no end to the road? We are here to bring great blessings to fellow swordsmen." said the man in black in the middle.
"Haha, what a big joke. You Nether Cult behaves strangely and evilly. You have killed countless innocent creatures. How can you be so kind?"
"Whether it is good or evil, good or evil, everyone is pursuing the immortal path of immortality, but the methods are different! If fellow swordsmen are willing to submit to our Netherworld Sect, not to mention that the injuries of fellow swordsmen will be eradicated immediately, as long as they are Shu Yuan
We, the Nether Sect, will also try our best to help you obtain the resources needed for the realm...
At this time, my fellow swordsman has recovered from all his injuries and has entered the realm of Fayuan. With your superb swordsmanship, who in Xiyun Province can stand up to you? How dare the Biyun Sect and Jinlie Sect dare to attack casually?
Jinjian Mountain, humiliate and provoke your Jinjian Sect in an unwarranted name?" the man in black said, with a different kind of bewitching power in his voice.
"It seems that you are quite well-informed!" Jian Bailou smiled disdainfully, then changed his tone and said with a cold expression: "However, different ways do not work together! I can't keep you, so I won't
I am forcing the three of you to stay. Please come back, three of you, and tell your palace master that Jian Bailou will remember that mark of the Dharma twenty-one years ago."
"Friends of swordsmanship, why are you bothering? If you don't take the sunny road, you have to go to a dead end?" said the man in black.
"Aren't you the same?" Jian Bailou sneered.
"We are different. We take this road to turn death into life!" said the man in black.
"So you can kill innocent people indiscriminately and collect soul essence and blood everywhere?" Jian Bailou said.
"Since Fellow Daoist Swordsman refuses to appreciate the favor, we have no choice but to reveal a piece of news to Fellow Daoist. Twenty-one years ago, the seal that our palace master placed on fellow Daoist was called the Demonic Seal of Son-Mother Seed.
This is a secret method of our Nether Sect. It requires ingesting the blood and souls of ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pairs of poisonous insects, and it takes ninety-nine and eighty-one days to condense it. Once it is used, it needs to be ingested again.
It took ninety-nine and eighty-one days for the poisonous insect blood soul to be condensed before it could be used again.
Therefore, it is very time-consuming and labor-intensive to refine the Seed Demonic Seal. Very few of us in the Nether Sect are willing to expend that energy to refine this Demonic Seal. However, our Palace Master values fellow swordsman Taoist monks very highly, and he did not hesitate to refine it specially for you.
Twenty-one years ago, when you were injured and invincible, this demonic seal was used to display the demonic seal of the child-mother seed and hit you.
Although this Seed Demonic Seal is difficult to condense, it is very mysterious. The molecular mother of this seal, what falls on the body of fellow swordsman is the Seal. The Seal is like a seed, buried deep in your body, slowly merging with you.
As one body. Generally, after twenty years, it will be almost mature and can break out of the ground, and by this time, its seed power should have slowly penetrated into the human Niwan Palace.
Of course, fellow swordsmen cannot feel it now, but once I use my secret method to stimulate it and the Ziyin breaks out like a seed, fellow swordsmen will feel its existence and power. Of course, fellow swordsmen don’t need to worry, as long as you are willing to submit to me.
Nether Cult, the master of the palace will definitely help you remove this demon mark." The man in black said slowly.
"Do you think that if you say this, I will give in?" Jian Bailou said with a gloomy and ugly expression.
"It seems that fellow swordsman won't shed tears until he sees the coffin!" The man in black said coldly. As he spoke, a bit of blood with black energy suddenly emanated from his body, forming an incomparably bright figure in front of him.
The sigil of the aura of evil and terrible power.
"you!"
As soon as this talisman appeared, Jian Bailou's face changed drastically, veins popped up on his forehead, his eyes kept switching between black and white, and there was a faint black energy rolling inside between his eyebrows, as if a demon wanted to rush out from inside.
Comes out normally.
"Master!" Feng Ziluo's face changed drastically when he saw this.
"Jie Jie, Jian Bailou, now you know how powerful he is! A great qi refiner in the late stage of Zhen Yuan. His Zhen Yuan is abundant and powerful, and his soul is powerfully condensed. The two are combined into one. Even the masters of cultivating the gods are extremely difficult to attack and obliterate. But Zi Mu
It took twenty years for the demonic seal to slowly seep the power of death into your soul.
Now even if you refuse to submit to our Netherworld Cult, your soul will be swallowed up by the power of the Netherworld, and you will eventually fall into the devil's path. But at that time, you have lost your clear consciousness, so why bother? Anyway, you are falling into the devil's path, so why not?
It's better to keep your own consciousness. Don't you think so?" Seeing this, the man in black persuaded in a sinister tone.
"Ziluo, take Qin Feng out of here!" Jian Bailou did not answer the man in black, but said extremely calmly.
"Junior brother, you take Zuo Cong and leave the Golden Sword Sect immediately. You can keep this thing first, and when Zuo Cong truly grows up, you can pass it on to him." Feng Ziluo did not answer Jian Bailou, but looked at it as if there was nothing.
He turned the ring finger of his left hand and took off a simple ring.
"Ziluo!" Jian Bailou looked sad and angry.
"Master, you understand me!" Feng Ziluo said calmly.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!"
The man in black patted him when he saw this, and said in a dark voice: "It's really a deep love between master and disciple, it's such a touching scene. It's just a pity that this time we came, the master of the palace also brought us a treasure to protect the palace.
Miasma of mist. Once this miasma falls, people from the outside will see the place filled with black mist, making it impossible to see or hear anything going on inside.
Jie Jie, as for the people inside, they must at least have true energy cultivation and put a true energy shield around their bodies in order to withstand the poison of this miasma. This is just poison. Once this miasma is activated, it will be attacked by thousands of poisonous substances.
Kill. If the swordsmen were in their heyday, there might be a chance to break the mist miasma and send your two disciples away.
But now, not only have your old injuries recurred, but your soul is also being swallowed by the magic power of the netherworld. At most, you can only temporarily defeat the two of us, so don’t do what you want anymore!"
Jian Bailou didn't say anything, he just looked at each other and Feng Ziluo, and then suddenly the master and disciple's aura suddenly erupted like a mountain torrent, and then two sword lights shot into the sky.
One sword shot at a dark envoy, and the other sword light was divided into three. Two of them killed two men in black, who were the dark envoys. One slashed in the air, like a bolt of lightning striking the black man behind Qin Ziling.
fog.
"Qin Feng, let's go!" Jian Bailou shouted sharply, with a flamboyant look.
When the sword light fell, the black mist behind Qin Ziling rolled back to both sides, revealing a passage.
"Master Feng, you're still a little short of that!" Upon seeing this, a dark envoy smiled sinisterly, pointed his hand at a golden sword light in the air, and a dark scimitar shot out of the air.
That golden sword light was the golden rhinoceros sword released by Fengzi Luoji.
The scimitar struck the golden rhinoceros sword.
It was like a black lightning flashing across a golden rainbow.
The golden rainbow suddenly split into two parts, revealing the golden rhinoceros sword and falling downwards.
The dark scimitar struck down the golden rhinoceros sword with one strike, and then slashed towards the sword light that broke through the mist.
Qin Ziling saw the dark scimitar slashing down the golden rhinoceros sword, and in a blink of an eye, he slashed towards the sword light released by Jian Bailou. His pupils shrank suddenly, and he was already like a cheetah without hesitation, following the sword light.
The opened passage leaped outwards like electricity.
When Qin Ziling rushed out like lightning, the dark scimitar and Jian Bailou's sword light were already strangled together in the air, bursting out into clusters of sparks.
The sword light of Jianbai Tower was entangled and strangled by the scimitar, and the broken mist poured back into the broken passage in the middle like a tide.
"Destroy the army and kill!"
At this moment, Feng Ziluo roared and spurted a mouthful of blood towards the Golden Rhinoceros Sword.
The golden rhinoceros sword suddenly bloomed with extremely dazzling golden light.
In the golden light, there was a faint shadow of a man wearing a crown, as majestic as a mountain, looking down at the world, as if the heaven and earth were surrendering under his feet, and could not be described as arrogant and majestic.
The man held a giant sword and stepped forward in the air. He raised the giant sword and struck it at the composite black mist.
The black mist rolled back to both sides again.
Qin Ziling saw this and ran away again.
"Seeking death!" The Ming Envoy who had just stopped Jian Bailou's sword light roared angrily when he saw this. He twisted his scimitar suddenly, twisting the sword light that Jian Bailou separated into pieces, and then rolled up his body.
A burst of black energy arose, and the man, armed with a knife, chased Qin Ziling like a whirlwind.
Seeing this, Feng Ziluo spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his true energy surged out wildly. The shadow of the sword-wielding man in the void suddenly turned around, held his sword and killed the underworld envoy who was chasing Qin Ziling.
"Get out!" The messenger shouted coldly.
The scimitar slashed forward.
"Boom!" a sound.
The shadow of the man holding the sword turned into little golden lights and dispersed, revealing a dim golden rhinoceros sword. Feng Ziluo made a low sound in his throat, blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale.
Like gold paper, wisps of black energy escaped from his face, like the tentacles of a demon.
Feng Ziluo's eyes were filled with madness, and he pointed towards the golden rhinoceros sword.
The golden rhinoceros sword once again bloomed with golden light, turning into a rainbow and killing the underworld envoy.
But in the blink of an eye, the messenger had disappeared into the mist and disappeared together with Qin Ziling.
The golden rhinoceros sword fell into the mist, just like killing in the water. It only briefly opened a small hole, and the golden light was swallowed by the black mist, and it no longer had the previous power.
"Fellow Sword Daoist, Master Feng, don't think that the boy just now can escape! Our Palace Master has waited for this day for twenty-one years, how can we allow the news to be leaked?" A dark envoy joined forces with another dark envoy.
, strangled with Jian Bailou’s flying sword in the air, and sneered disdainfully.
As for Feng Ziluo, neither of them paid attention to it.
Feng Zi Luo Ruo was still at the peak of his performance twenty-one years ago, so they didn't dare to underestimate him.
But now Feng Ziluo has been injured and his strength has been greatly reduced. In order to help Qin Ziling escape just now, he did not hesitate to spit out blood and spend a lot of real energy to perform "Breaking Army Killing". Now his true strength is probably not at its peak.
Thirty-four out of ten.
The three of them who came this time were all great qi refiners in the late stage of Zhenyuan, and there was a miasma of mist surrounding them. At this moment, Feng Ziluo was already a turtle in the urn, so how could they take him seriously.
The real focus is still on Jian Bailou.
Jian Bailou's strength is close to that of the Grandmaster. Even if his strength is greatly reduced due to the activation of the Demonic Seal of the Mother and Child, the two Underworld Envoys do not dare to be careless.
Jian Bailou had no expression on his face and just urged the flying sword to fight with the two of them.
Feng Ziluo saw that he was a step too late and could not block the underworld messenger one more time, so he turned the golden rhinoceros sword and turned it into a golden rainbow and struck the two swords in the strangulation.
While the four of them were fighting in the space shrouded by the mist, another underworld envoy had already chased them out of the mist.
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The underworld envoy had just chased him out of the misty miasma when he saw a demon holding a trident in the dark night, whistling and stabbing him fiercely.
"This is..." Mingshi was shocked when he saw this, and his eyes looked in disbelief.
But after all, this Ming Envoy is a great qi refiner in the late Zhenyuan period, and his reactions are extremely fast.
With a flick of his finger, a little blood essence landed accurately on the scimitar.
The scimitar flashed with blood, whistling and beheading the demon head in the dark night.
The demon is the body of a divine soul, and the weapon can only cut it apart, but it is difficult to cause substantial damage. However, the essence and blood of the great Qi Refiner in the late stage of Zhenyuan combined with the power of Zhenyuan penetrating into the blade can cause damage to the demon.
substantial harm.
Just as the scimitar was slashing at the demon, another rolling cloud and mist swept towards the Ming Envoy. There was a little bit of cold light in the rolling cloud and mist, accompanied by the sound of piercing the sky, like a lightning strike.
Seeing this, the Ming Envoy raised his seal and struck it at the billowing clouds and mist in the air.
Suddenly, a hideous ghost-headed figure appeared in the dark night.
The ghost head opened its mouth, its teeth were staggered and sharp, each one like a sharp sword.
Guitou opened his mouth, and the billowing clouds were sucked in, along with the water cloud swords.
Guitou's mouth closed.
"Crack! Crack!" A Shuiyun Sword made a harsh breaking sound like ice cubes being bitten by iron teeth.
At this moment, Ming Shi suddenly felt his scalp numb and all his hairs stood up.
He looked up sharply.
Under the night, I don't know when another thick cloud and mist came.
A giant claw shining with silver light poked out from the mist, spitting out extremely cold and sharp claw power, and landed on his head.
"Silver corpse!" The expression on the face of the messenger behind the mask changed again, and the look of shock in his eyes became even stronger. He simply couldn't imagine what he saw.
But even at this time, the Underworld Envoy was still undaunted in the face of danger, and the true energy in his body surged out, forming a black ghost claw on the top of his head, facing the four sharp claws.
When the Ming Envoy focused on three things and attacked the water cloud sword array released by Antian, Sishou and Qin Ziling, Qin Ziling, who was riding on the back of Sishou and hidden in the clouds and mist under the Xuantian Yunwu Banner, finally jumped down
.
Holding the Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand, the veins and muscles in his arms swelled, like pythons entwined together, and his body exuded an extremely terrifying and powerful aura.
The Ming Envoy saw a person suddenly jump out of the clouds and mist. His aura was powerful and vast, like a demon. Finally, his mind was in a state of confusion. His body changed strangely in the dark night, and he flew towards the mist behind him like a ghost in the night.
However, just when the body of the Underworld Envoy had just undergone a strange change, blending into the night and flying like a ghost, Qin Ziling's body also changed in the air, like a dragon's correction, following some very mysterious mechanical trajectory, still terrifying
The speed flew down on the head of the angel.
The black sky-splitting knife exhaled a long cold light under the night, and slashed downwards.
Balls of black energy rolled out from Mingshi's body, and then quickly circled around him, forming a true energy shield as dark as ink.
"Dang!" The Sky-Splitting Saber fell, and the True Yuan Gangshield sank deeply into it, but the Sky-Splitting Saber quickly bounced back.
"The great qi refiners in the late stage of Zhenyuan are really powerful!" Qin Ziling secretly admired in his heart, but the Sky-Splitting Sword in his hand did not stop. It rebounded to a high place and then slashed down again.
"Dang! Dang! Dang!" The Sky-Splitting Swords continued to fall like a violent storm. The three powers of Han Tiejing, Dielang Jin and Qinglong Xuanmu Jin were intertwined together and penetrated into the underworld along the true Yuan Gang shield.
in vivo.
The Ming Envoy was caught off guard by Qin Ziling because of his carelessness and miscalculation. Now he could only hurriedly use his true energy to put up a shield to resist. However, he never expected that every time Qin Ziling's sword fell, his strength was not inferior to that of the great martial arts master in the late stage of bone refining.
And it also has three kinds of power.
The three kinds of power were twisted together. Even though Ming Shi was a great qi refiner in the late stage of Zhenyuan, the qi, blood and meridians in his body were so disturbed that there was no time to resolve them.
Just when the Ming Envoy thought that this should be all Qin Ziling's trump cards, and in the critical situation, he suppressed the three powerful forces that penetrated the body and wanted to use his secret method, under the night, four more silver giants suddenly appeared.
The fist slammed down on the true energy shield.
"There are two more silver corpses!"
The messenger's eyes looked frightened.
How can masters compete with each other and tolerate so many careless miscalculations?
Another miscalculation by the Ming Envoy finally became the straw that broke the camel's back.
"Crack! Click!" Cracks appeared in the Zhenyuan Gangshield.
Then Qin Ziling slashed it with his sword.
Mingshi's whole person was divided into two halves from the head down.
Mingshi's body split in two, and soon a divine soul flew out of his body. It was much more powerful than Long Xiaotian's divine soul, and it had reached the state of expelling objects.
As soon as the soul of the underworld came out of the body, a dark wind blew up, and it wanted to escape.
However, before the soul of the underworld could escape, Qin Ziling's eyebrows seemed to have opened an eye. A big golden hand that only the soul could see came out from the center of Qin Ziling's eyebrows and grabbed the soul of the underworld.
"You!" The underworld spirit screamed in horror.
Qin Ziling didn't talk nonsense to the Mingshi, and pinched the Mingshi's spirit.
The soul exploded immediately and turned into wisps of residual soul flying everywhere.
Dark Sky God and Demon suddenly opened his mouth and sucked in, and the wisps of residual souls were sucked away by a gust of wind and fell into Dark Sky's mouth.
An Tian chewed it with his mouth, as if he was tasting some unparalleled delicacy.
When Dark Sky was devouring the soul of the Underworld Envoy, Qin Ziling had skillfully removed the Underworld Envoy's storage ring and mask, and put his body and four other songs into the corpse raising ring. The Underworld Blood Soul Refining Flag was also quickly
Put it away
Then, Qin Ziling turned his head and glanced behind him.
In the distance, there are several breaths approaching rapidly.
Apparently the fighting just now had alarmed some people.
"Fortunately, the battle ended quickly. We won't be able to use the Silver Corpse and Nether Blood Soul Refining Banner anymore!" Qin Ziling thought to himself, already put the mask on his face, and then got into the black mist.
Qin Ziling had just turned into the black fog, and the billowing black fog began to wrap around him.
In the billowing black mist, there were all kinds of ferocious phantoms of poisonous insects and snakes, claws and teeth bared, rushing towards him overwhelmingly.
Qin Ziling's three kinds of power were released, lingering around his body, and golden light invisible to the naked eye shot out from the center of his eyebrows.
After the three powers were twisted, the black mist could not get close to Qin Ziling's body. The shadows of various ferocious and poisonous creatures melted like snow and dispersed one after another when they encountered the golden light.
But in the blink of an eye, Qin Ziling was behind the two dark envoys.
The soul visualized the "Eternal Night God and Demon", and traces of dark and evil devouring aura emanated from Qin Ziling. At the same time, Qin Ziling also specially mobilized some evil auras to come out.
At this time, in the mist, Qin Ziling, wearing a ferocious mask, looked like an envoy of the underworld.
How could those two Underworld Envoys have expected that a great Qi Refiner in the late stage of True Power would fall under the hands of an unknown Qi Refiner in the late stage of True Power, let alone in such a short period of time.
"You're finally here, you're a little slow!" A messenger said to Qin Ziling who was about to come out of the mist without looking back.
"It is indeed a bit slow. The old man with this sword is really powerful. No wonder he is called the number one person under the realm of Fayuan. He has already activated the demonic seal of the child and mother, but he is still so powerful. The three of us must join forces to suppress him as soon as possible, otherwise
If time goes by, accidents will inevitably happen." Another hell envoy said.
As soon as the underworld messenger finished speaking, the mist suddenly rolled in, and a sharp blade emitting black cold light slashed down from the air towards his back.
This sword fell as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.
The space seemed to be split open with a crack, and it was in constant turmoil.
Because of this knife, Qin Ziling finally activated the pattern on his chest.
Once the power of the pattern breaks out, the aura is astonishing, and it will last for a period of time. It does not mean that it can be recovered immediately.
Qin Ziling also wanted to sneak back to plot against the Underworld Envoy, so the power of the pattern just now was useless.
Jian Bailou's strength was astonishing. The two underworld envoys were trying their best to deal with Jian Bailou, but they never expected that their companions would suddenly stab him in the back, and the power of this sword was actually so terrifying.
"Ah!" The Dark Envoy only had time to let out a scream before he was killed by the Sky Splitting Sword.
The world seemed to become quiet all of a sudden.
Time seemed to have stopped flowing at this moment.
"You're right. Over time, some accidents are easy to happen!" Qin Ziling quickly took off the storage ring in the hands of the Ming Envoy, and with a wave of his hand, he generously removed him in front of Jian Bailou's master and apprentice.
The bodies were also collected.
For a person as powerful as him to have a storage treasure with a larger space in his hand, it is not something worth fussing about.
Moreover, the Sky-Splitting Swords have already been taken out. With the intelligence of Jian Bailou and Feng Ziluo, it is impossible not to guess.
Of course, the most important thing is that the performance of Jian Bailou and Feng Ziluo just now has completely won his trust and respect.