"Jin Lin Sword! Jian Bai Lou!" Seeing a golden light rising into the sky, it was so fierce that it seemed to split the sky into two halves. The old demon's expression finally changed, he retracted his white bone ghost claws, and shouted to the ground.
He spun around in the air and grabbed the flying sword that was heading towards his body. Six words full of infinite hatred and unwillingness popped out between his teeth.
"Old devil who hates the sky!" Seeing Zhuge Yunjin and Jian Bailou arrive, Qingsong, who survived the disaster, had no surprise, only endless hatred. He roared, and the Qingjiao sword that fell to the ground shook violently and shot into the sky again.
It rose and fell into Qingsong's hands.
"Kill!" Qingsong roared again, and he rose into the sky with his sword, like a green rainbow across the sky, and with overwhelming hatred and anger, he went straight towards the old demon Hatian.
The air was torn apart and rolled back to both sides, almost becoming a vacuum in the middle. The green sword rainbow became more and more dazzling, even completely covering Qingsong's figure.
Upon seeing this, the old demon Hentian's expression changed suddenly. Without thinking, he took out the Dark Blood Soul Refining Flag and stuck it on his left shoulder. Blood poured into the flag pole.
The flags unfolded with a "swish" sound in the wind.
Rolling sinister black energy rushed out from the flags, forming a five-foot-tall god and demon in the air, holding a trident and fork, and stabbed Qingsong fiercely at Qingsong, who was charging towards him with his sword.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise.
The gods and demons, including the man and his trident, exploded and dispersed into billowing ghosts of black energy.
At this time, the old demon who was mentally connected to the Nether Blood Soul Refining Banner shook his whole body several times, his face became extremely ugly, and blood even slowly spilled from the corners of his mouth.
Because at this moment, in addition to Qingsong's desperate blow, Jian Bailou's Jinlin Sword also fell on his white-bone ghost claws.
Almost at the same time, the Ice Chi Sword also struck the Blood Abyss Demonic Sword, making a thundering sound.
The Blood Abyss Demonic Sword suddenly dispersed with blood, flew back, and hung in front of the old demon in the Blood Pool.
A majestic old man in purple robes rolled out of the ghost and walked out. The ice chi sword was hanging in the air. He pointed at the old demon of hating the sky in the distance. He exuded bursts of icy cold air and manifested the shadow of the ice chi in the air. The dark clouds surrounding the ghost could not see it at all.
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It was none other than the judge Zhuge Yunjin.
When Zhuge Yunjin appeared, Qingsong had already fallen to the ground with his sword and body, like a kite with a broken string, with his hair disheveled and blood pouring out from his broken arms and mouth.
Between the disheveled white hair, there was a deep-seated hatred towards the old demon.
"Lord Zhuge, this old thief killed my beloved disciple, took away the blood essence of a fifth-grade alien beast, and seriously injured me. You must help me keep him here today. If you don't kill him, I will hate you forever!" Qingsong gritted his teeth and said.
"Haha, it's obvious that you, Qingsong, want to seize this palace master's Pond of Ten Thousand Life Blood, so that you can break through to the realm of the Little Grandmaster, but you insist on saying something about avenging your beloved disciple. Are you so-called righteous people so shameless and ridiculous?"
The old demon said with disdain.
"Hateful God, you are such a heartless demon who is worse than a beast. Today I must eliminate harm for the people and avenge my disciples!" Qingsong's face trembled when he heard this.
While the two were scolding, another dark cloud of ghosts dispersed. The short and fat Jian Bailou, along with Su Chuixiang and other people from the Judge's Office, appeared behind the old demon Hentian and the old demon Xuechi, blocking their way.
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Seeing Qingsong and Hentian Laomo fighting each other, Jian Bailou's white beard trembled from time to time, his expression very subtle.
"My Lord, I never expected that you would show up here at Jianbailou!" Hentian Old Demon ignored Qingsong and said without looking back.
"We, the Golden Sword Sect, have always repaid enemies with enmity and repaid kindness with kindness. Old Demon Hatred, you should have thought that this day would come!" Jian Bailou said, gently stroking the Jin Lin Sword with his hand, and the sharp sword intent was constantly rising.
"It's a pity that you didn't count the blood pool on our side to help us, so it's impossible for you to keep us today. Let's just leave here, so as not to get seriously injured at our age, like Qingsong.
If you lose the opportunity to break through, then you will lose more than you gain." At this point, the old devil paused for a moment, smiled sadly at Zhuge Yunjin, and asked: "Do you think it's the judge?"
"Master Jianzheng has great supernatural powers and unfathomable magical power. If I was seriously injured in order to kill you, I guess he would not sit idly by and do nothing. So, Hentian, you don't have to worry about me." Zhuge Yunjin looked calm.
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"I have no hope of breaking through anyway. I just want revenge like Qingsong!" Jian Bailou took over and said.
Before Jian Bailou finished speaking, another dark cloud of ghosts rolled over, and five people rushed out from inside. They were Xiao Qing and the four elders of the Biyun Sect.
Among the five people, except for Xiao Qing, whose condition seemed to be slightly better, the four elders of the Biyun Sect were in terrible condition. They all looked sluggish, their vitality was dim, and their clothes were stained with blood.
"Sect Master!" The four of them were so sad when they saw Qingsong's miserable appearance that they burst into tears and wished they could hug each other and cry.
When they set out to exterminate the demons, how could they have imagined that the Biyun Sect would end up in such a tragic way!
Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the four of them could come out alive.
Three years ago, first the Dragon Vein Land lost an elder, and then two years ago Qinghe County lost a deputy sect leader, two elders, and an outstanding rising disciple in the middle stage of Zhenyuan.
It can be said that in the past three years, Biyun Sect has definitely suffered a serious loss of vitality. Fortunately, with Qingsong, the Qi Refining Master, in charge, Biyun Sect can continue to intimidate all parties.
However, after three years of continuous losses, the two major Qi Refining Sects in Xiyun Prefecture, Biyun Sect, have completely lagged behind Xuanwu Valley in terms of strength at any level.
In the past two years, Qingsong has insisted on killing the old demon who hates the sky. In fact, he really has the intention to kill the old demon who hates the sky. He wants to break through and become the middle master, so that the Biyun Sect will not be completely suppressed by Xuanwu Valley.
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But in the end, this trip not only failed to find the Pond of Blood of Ten Thousand Lifetimes, but almost cost him and the four elders their lives.
Fortunately, Zhuge Yunjin and others arrived at the last moment, otherwise Biyun Sect would have been removed from the two major Qi Refining Sects in Xiyun Prefecture immediately.
"It's good that you are still alive!" Qingsong said with complicated emotions as he looked at the four elders.
Seeing Xiao Qing rushing out with the four elders of the Biyun Sect, the flesh on the face of Hentian Laomo continued to twitch and twist, and his eyes almost turned completely black.
He is now completely unable to sense the demonic seal planted in Pang Qiyun Niwan Palace, but Xiao Qing is still alive and well, and even walks with the four elders of Biyun Sect. With his scheming,
Naturally, he realized that there was something wrong with Xiao Qing.
"Are you Xiao Qing?" Hentian Lao Mo suddenly cast a pair of completely dark eyes at Xiao Qing and asked in a cold tone.
"Kill!" Before Xiao Qing could answer, the Jinlin Sword in Jian Bailou's hand had already shot up into the air, tearing open the air with its long sword energy and heading towards the old demon Hentian.
"Kill!" Seeing Jian Bailou take action, Zhuge Yunjin and others also shouted loudly, and the flying sword magic weapons shined brightly and shot through the air towards the old demon Hentian and the old demon Xuechi.
Qingsong hesitated for a moment, and then the green dragon sword in his hand rose into the air, but the light was dim and looked weak, without much power.
When Ji released the Qingjiao Sword, Qingsong winked at the four elders.
The four elders understood this and put away part of their true energy.