But now, Baimei Zhenren has ascended, and due to painstaking calculations, the two Yangshen masters of the Emei sect have died. But even so, a strong man actually pops up, claiming that he is no match for him.
How can the Youquan Blood Demon, who always comes from the upper world and is arrogant and arrogant, endure it and not be angry?
"Hmph! How many people in the world can you save if you sharpen your sword? As long as I devour the human race in the world, you don't mean anything!"
The ugly face of the Youquan Blood Demon smiled ferociously and changed its strategy.
He turned his attention to the people of Shushan!
"Netherworld Purgatory Art, blood sacrifice to the common people! All the ants in the world are the nourishment for me to restore my true body——"
The blood demon of Youquan unfolded its scarlet cloak, and a huge wave of blood protruded from it, protruding into a ferocious and huge face of the demon. He opened his bloody mouth, roared down, and spit out thousands of bloodthirsty magic bats.
The sharp howl of the bloodthirsty magic bats resounded throughout the sky.
They fluttered their bat wings, forming swarms of bats like blood clouds, which spread out and pounced on the villages and cities among the mountains.
If the Youquan Blood Demon really succeeds, millions of mortals in thousands of villages and cities will not survive!
"Youquan Blood Demon, how dare you!"
Qin Ran was furious, with murderous intent surging in his eyes. Although he was not the Holy Mother, he could not just watch the other party slaughter the world!
"You are looking for death!" Qin Ran's eyes were cold and he shot out two sword lights to kill the Youquan Blood Demon.
The true form of Youquan Blood Demon is hiding in the blood sea formation, moving at will to avoid its sharp edges.
"Hahahaha, you righteous people are full of benevolence and righteousness, but I want to see how you can save the world!" Youquan Blood Demon laughed wildly.
"I can save you and show you!" Qin Ran raised his arm, grabbed it hard with his five fingers, and held it empty in his palm, "Ten Thousand Swords Return to Origin, Sword Comes—"
"Dangdangdang..."
Far away in the Sword Peak of Emei, the flying sword inserted among the rocks trembles with "ding-ding" and the sword body shakes.
"Qiang!"
I don't know which flying sword flew out first, turned into a stunning sword shadow, and shot towards Qin Ran.
"Just a sword?" Youquan Blood Demon smiled.
The next moment, the smile on his face solidified.
"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Thousands of swords from the Sword Peak all broke away from the mountain and flew out loudly, forming a series of crystal shadows of swords. They gathered into a river and surged toward Qin Ran with majestic momentum.
The Return of Ten Thousand Swords to the Clan may describe this scene.
The flying swords that came all the way from Emei looked like they had eyes, piercing the bloodthirsty magic bats and strangling them.
The bloodthirsty magic bats are also fighting back, but they are no match for the sharp flying swords.
There were wonderful shows of competition and hunting in the sky!
With a stab of the flying sword, a bloodthirsty magic bat exploded into blood mist and disappeared into ashes.
In the sea of clouds, thousands of swords roamed in a spectacular scene, killing thousands of bloodthirsty magic bats.
Youquan Blood Demon said with a ferocious smile: "Baimei, let's see which one has more swords, you or mine!"
The surging river of blood once again floated out blood clouds.
The blood cloud turned into bloodthirsty magic bats and flew in all directions.
The Youquan Blood Demon was fighting a war of attrition, trying to polish off Qinran's true energy and make him fall into a weak state.
Emei swordsman, the sword's light is sharp and unstoppable, but its weakness is that it is usually not very long-lasting.
However, the bald man from the Youquan Blood Demon probably would never have thought that Kieran’s most powerful asset is persistence. Mrs. Miao Yi understands this very well!
After cultivating both internal and external skills in the Immortal Grade, and tempering his body with sword energy, his foundation is dozens of times that of ordinary people!
However, this battle will inevitably become a tug-of-war.
Backed by the blood cave connected to Shushan's spiritual veins, the Youquan Blood Demon has endless power. If it lasts for a long time, the situation will eventually be unfavorable to Qin Ran!
Qin Ran shouted loudly, and the message was transmitted thousands of miles away, "Emei disciples listen to the order and quickly go down the mountain to kill the magic bat! Protect the people of Shushan!"
"Yes! Master!" Li Yingqiong was extremely happy, with a murderous look flashing between his eyebrows!
"I will obey the master's decree!!"
Zhou Qingyun, Qi Lingyun and other Emei disciples agreed in unison.
They sacrificed their flying swords and treasures, rose into the sky, and fought with the magic bats!
At this time, various places in Shushan were robbed.
There were so many bloodthirsty demon bats that Kieran couldn't intercept them all.
There are always bloodthirsty magic bats that slip through the net and fly to the major cities in Shu, causing a bloody storm.
These bloodthirsty magic bats are bigger than falcons, have sharp teeth, and have their own magic sound attack.
If the monks can still deal with it, but if they are ordinary mortals, they will become fish on the chopping board and be slaughtered by others.
Most of the monks in small sects are masters, and few in the great master realm have reached the realm of gods and humans.
They stepped on the green tiles on the roof, sacrificed magical weapons, and fought against huge bloodthirsty magic bats.
A Taoist priest from the Qingyun Sect shouted: "The demon bats of the Youquan Blood Demon are coming. All mortals are hiding in their rooms. Close the doors and windows and don't come out!"
Before he finished speaking, the doors and windows of every house were smashed.
"Ah, help!"
The bloodthirsty mephit pounced in, grabbed a mortal, and flew out.
The wings of the bat flap, bringing the mortal into the air.
With one bite of the blood-sucking fangs, mortals will be sucked dry to the skin and bones.
The claws were released again, and the mortal body, which had sucked all the blood, fell onto the street.
"Mom, wuwuwu, my mother was taken away."
"Help, I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"
"ah……"
Similar tragedies are happening one after another.
Thousands of people suffered disaster.
The monks' eyes turned red.
"Damn it, is there nothing we can do?"
"The devil of Youquan can only rely on the swordsman of Emei to show off his evil intentions. Hundreds of years ago, it was Emei who took action to suppress the evil calamity!"
"By the way, there is also the Emei Sect! Hold on, everyone, the Sword Immortal of the Emei Sect will definitely come to save us!"
The bloodthirsty magic bats are gathering more and more, and the monks of the small sect can no longer bear it.
"Master, let's go quickly!"
"We can't hold on any longer. If we don't leave, we will die here."
"Where there is life, there is hope."
"Buddhist sects like Wutai Temple only care about holding on to their own hills, so why should we overestimate our capabilities and challenge the power of the demon Youquan?"
Several disciples sacrificed feather fans, precious mirrors, copper rings and other magic weapons, and after forcing back more than a dozen bloodthirsty magic bats, they all shouted anxiously to the head of the Qingyun Sect.
The head of the Qingyun Sect glanced at the bloodthirsty magic bats in the sky. One after another, mortals were caught out to suck blood and fell to death.
The head of the Qingyun Sect gritted his teeth and shouted: "We monks are competing with the sky, why should we fear death?"
"You guys go away quickly, I'll come and wean you off!"
"Youquan Blood Demon is just a bastard. All the bloodthirsty demon bats are coming at me if they have the guts!"
The head of Qingyun Sect looks like a bad Taoist priest, but he is upright and admirable.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
Dozens of bloodthirsty magic bats were attracted and rushed towards the head of the Qingyun Sect with bared teeth.
The Taoist priest threw up a broken paper umbrella, turned the cultivation of heaven and man, injected mana into it, and pushed it with all his strength.
The broken paper umbrella started to spin on its own, getting faster and faster.
On the tattered umbrella, mysterious runes rose up one after another, triggering a lavender light curtain and covering the Taoist priest.