Chapter five hundred and seventy-ninth blood-turning sword
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The surrounding atmosphere also changed from the previous noise to an eerie tranquility.
Thinking of his previous self-confidence, compared with the current situation of being slapped in the face, Tu Zhui became even more restless and uneasy.
The glances behind him made him feel like a ray of light on his back.
However, as the head of the Seven Kill Demon Sect and having practiced for hundreds of years, the city is already deep enough.
After taking a slight breath, his expression calmed down.
"I didn't expect that Xu Xuandu really has a lot of brushes, and he can resist the blood of the Seven Kills Demon for such a long time."
Half turned around.
His sharp eyes swept over everyone.
Except for Ning Wuyan, no one dared to look at her.
"Everyone, take advantage of the opportunity when Xu Xuan is restrained by my demonic blood. Let's rush in and kill him and seize the treasure."
After saying that, he looked at Lord White Bones.
The latter suddenly understood what he meant and spoke quickly.
"What Brother Tu Dao said is true. Now is a good opportunity to kill Xu Xuandu. We must not miss it."
After hearing what he said, everyone nodded in agreement.
Tu Zhui looked at Ning Wuyan and said, "Old ghost Ning, it's time for us to set off. If we delay any longer, if that person named Xu runs away, we won't be able to explain anything when we get back."
Ning Wuyan looked calm, but there was already a hint of cruel Tu Zhui in his eyes. Knowing that this guy had been humiliated, anger was already burning in his heart.
Normally, he would have laughed at this arrogant guy. But now it was about three top-grade sixth-grade treasures, and he had no intention of getting into trouble with Tu Zhui.
After a faint smile, "Brother Tu said, it's really time for us to set off."
After finishing his words, Tu Zhui did not wait for a reply.
As soon as he took a step, his whole body was like flying in the wind, flying lightly towards the sticky white cloud.
Everyone saw this and quickly followed him.
The closer you get, the more tyrannical you can feel the demonic blood. After getting closer to Baizhang, you must use treasures to compete with this poisonous blood that ecstasys the soul and corrodes the bones.
Looking at the black and red viscous river of blood, everyone's expressions became solemn.
They had already felt the tyranny of this demonic blood, but even with such powerful demonic blood, they were still unable to do anything about Xu Xuandu.
This cast a shadow on everyone's minds regarding the upcoming fight.
When Ning Wuyan arrived fifty feet away from the Blood River, he didn't go any further.
This demonic blood poses little threat to him, but it is different to disciples of other sects.
After a brief look, Ning Wuyan's feet sank and fell into the rapidly rotating white clouds.
Everyone saw this and quickly followed him.
After Tu Zhui looked at the billowing demon blood with a gloomy expression, he hesitated for a moment, but did not stop after all. A flash of inspiration flashed under his feet, and he followed.
They had already experienced the magic of white mist, but being in it was a different feeling.
Their consciousness was trapped three feet away from their bodies, and their eyes and ears could only be limited to one foot around them. It was almost comparable to the situation of deaf and blind people. This was their first experience.
Fortunately, everyone was not far away, and after the initial panic, they quickly calmed down.
After sinking into the mist, everyone consciously approached Ning Wuyan and Tu Zhui.
After all, these two people have the highest cultivation level.
"Everyone, please don't wander around and stay close to me and Brother Tu."
Ning Wuyan's gentle voice came from the front.
As he spoke, a silvery-white light flew from his hand into the air and stopped three feet above his head.
Intense silver-white brilliance filled the air.
The surrounding fog was squeezed and quickly retreated to the surroundings.
However, after the mist retreated thirty feet away, the speed of dissipation decreased instantly.
By the time he reached sixty or seventy feet, he had stopped retreating at all.
Everyone saw this and quickly gathered around.
"What a terrible fog."
Ning Wuyan frowned.
Although his Silver Sky Pearl is not a great treasure, it is also a top-notch magic weapon that can dispel clouds and mist and has extraordinary effects.
But here, with the help of his magic power, even a hundred feet of space cannot be cleared, which shows how powerful this fog is.
"At least it's a Zifu treasure, or an immortal technique."
He prefers the former. Sixth-grade magic requires too much mana. Xu Xuandu is only in the middle stage of Yuan Shen, and it is impossible to sustain an magic for such a long time.
Tu Zhui glanced at the silver bead on Ning Wuyan's head, patted the magic bag, and a blood-colored magic mirror flew out.
Thick and clear blood filled the air.
Wherever it passes, the clouds and mist also dissipate.
However, this Dharma Mirror is a top-notch magic weapon like the Silver Sky Pearl, so it cannot break through the clouds and mist, and can only disperse it by sixty or seventy feet.
But the two of them worked together and cleared more than a hundred feet of clouds and mist, leaving enough space for them.
Once you encounter danger, you can defend or attack in time.
Seeing this situation, everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Under the leadership of the two people, everyone continued to move forward.
But the surrounding clouds were rotating faster and faster, and the mountains roared and the tsunami was deafening.
The light of the Silver Sky Pearl and the Blood Mirror was also compressed by half.
If Tu Zhui and Ning Wuyan's magic powers were not strong enough, more would have been compressed.
"Brother Tu, I can feel him right in front."
Tu Zhui's cultivation level was not necessarily Ning Wuyan difference, he could also sense the extremely powerful mana fluctuation not far away.
The two looked at each other.
Tu Zhui grabbed the thick-backed long knife from his back.
Ning Wuyan took out a black long sword from the magic bag.
"Everyone, Xu Xuan is not far away. Now everyone takes their magical weapons and cuts through this cloud." Ning Wuyan said.
Everyone responded one after another.
"You guys will take action with me."
Tu Zhui shouted loudly and slashed out with the long knife in his hand.
The blood-red sword light cut through the sky like a bolt of lightning. Everything it passed, whether it was clouds or auras, was cut into two pieces.
The Seven Kills Blood Transformation Sword is the iconic magical weapon of the Seven Kills Demon Sect.
Killing a hundred people will become a magic weapon, killing ten thousand people will become a spiritual weapon, killing a hundred thousand people will become a magical weapon, and killing a million people will make the Zi Mansion's treasure.
The more you kill, the more powerful it is.
Cut it out with one knife, leaving no ghosts or spirits behind.
boom!
A violent roar sounded.
Everyone started to move together, opening the way with powerful bloody sword light, and suddenly broke through the storm transformed by the clouds and mist.
Seeing the mountains, rocks and vegetation in front of him, Tu Zhui's eyes lit up and he flew over.
Seeing this, the others were not willing to lag behind and quickly followed.
When they rushed out, there was a look of surprise in their eyes.
Above the head is a huge black hole that is hundreds of feet tall.
The overwhelming demonic blood was torn apart by the rolling clouds, fell into the black hole and disappeared.
At this time, Tu Zhui finally understood why the demonic blood of the Seven Kills had disappeared.
"Is that a...space passage?"
Before Ning Wuyan could think clearly, he was interrupted by a strong and cold voice.
"I have been waiting here for a long time, and you are finally here."
Everyone subconsciously followed the sound.
Soon, dozens of feet away, a handsome young man wearing a white cloak, a golden crown, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes came into view.
"He is Seo Hyun Do?!"
This sentence instantly appeared in everyone's heart.
"Are you the 'True Lord of Beiming' Xu Xuandu?" Tu Zhui asked.
"It's Xu."
As he spoke, he glanced at the bloody sword in his hand.
"I have long heard that the magical weapon 'Seven Kills Blood Transformation Sword' sent by the Seven Kills Demonic Dao Town is the most precious treasure of the Killing Dao. Today, I saw it and it is indeed well-deserved."
Before Tu Zhui could speak, Xu Rui's eyes turned to Ning Wuyan.
"Disciples of the Yinming Sect are known for their ability to control ghosts. Why didn't you see Sect Master Ning take out your 'Ten Thousand Souls Banner' just now?"
Ning Wuyan smiled calmly.
"Fellow Daoist Xu knows us very well."
"Haha, who in the world doesn't know the name of the first sect of the two realms of evil and demons?"
"Since you understand, please ask Fellow Daoist Xu to hand over the blood of the ancient true spirit, the Ten Thousand Years Five Thunder Stone and the Seven Aperture Spiritual Stone." Ning Wuyan said.
"These are treasures that Xu paid a huge price for in exchange. How can I hand them over to you in vain?" Xu Rui said calmly.
"Brother Ning Dao, brother Tu Dao, don't bother talking to him, kill this guy, let's divide their treasures directly."
Lord White Bones said loudly.
Xu Rui glanced at him.
"I originally thought that the White Bone Dao was a second-rate top sect in the world of spiritual practice, and that its leader was always a bit extraordinary. But now it seems that he is just a sycophant and a flatterer. This is unappetizing."
"you wanna die."
Lord White Bones was furious, and with a wave of his hand, a barrage of white bone arrows shot straight towards Xu Rui.
But he didn't expect this sharp arrow to actually kill the opponent.
I just used this pretext to start a fight between the two sides, so that I could fish in troubled waters.
Bang bang….
A layer of light cyan light shield suddenly appeared in mid-air, blocking all the bone arrows.
At the same time, a huge copper bell emerged from nothingness.
Ning Wuyan and Tu Zhui's hearts trembled as they looked at the ancient bronze bell with dragon-pierced ears and a layer of light cyan divine light covering its entire body.
A crazy sense of crisis appeared in my heart.
In shock, he decisively took out his trump card.
At this moment, Xu Rui also moved.
The hands suddenly came together.
The aura of the Erlong Bell skyrocketed.
"Boom...!"
The bell-like sound of a yellow bell filled the air like a tidal wave, covering hundreds of feet in the blink of an eye.
The powerful soul-shaking sound directly knocked down everyone's spirits.
Xu Rui raised his hand.
After a white spiritual light flew into the air, it instantly turned into a huge conch. The conch fell and was enveloped in rich darkness.
at this time.
Two spiritual lights, one black and one red, burst out instantly.
The red aura turned into a hundred-foot sword light, and the black aura condensed into a huge skull.
With a 'boom', a gap was opened in the thick darkness.
next moment.
A black spirit boat shrouded in ghostly aura rushed out of it like lightning.
A bloody divine light followed closely behind.
However, there was also an extremely sharp sword light rushing out from it.
The three quickly disappeared into the billowing clouds.
Darkness fell, and all the others were captured by the Sky Conch.
He stretched out his hand and a huge magic conch fell into his palm.
Looking at the direction the three people were leaving, he smiled sarcastically.
"Now that you have entered my 'Five Elements Immortal Sword Formation', how can I allow you to escape?"
Something moved in my heart.
The five innate ghosts who presided over the formation suddenly sensed it.
Woo woo woo….
The sound of rolling horns echoed throughout Tianzhu Mountain.