But then the blood lotus throne burst out with an even more dazzling magic light, making Wang Tianbao unable to even open his eyes. As if he was under an illusion, he turned around and punched Jiang Ning!
"Holy shit, brother-in-law, you want to kill your relatives out of justice?"
Jiang Ning hurriedly dismissed the second sword of Heaven's Will. The sword of Heaven's Will was no joke. It would be easy to kill Wang Tianbao with just one sword!
The next moment, Wang Tianbao hit Jiang Ning on the chest with a loud bang.
Blessed by the holy object Long Life Lock, this punch only shook Jiang Ning's Qi Palace. But without the Long Life Lock, Jiang Ning estimated that even his Chaos Holy Body would not be able to withstand this punch!
"Ah! Brother-in-law?"
With one punch, Wang Tianbao woke up instantly and looked at Jiang Ning in shock, with a face full of guilt!
"Damn it, your sister, you really do it!"
Jiang Ning rubbed his chest. Even though he was protected by the longevity lock, his chest was still purple and blue.
But at this moment, there was no time to say more. Jiang Ning slapped Wang Tianbao on the head and hurriedly used the Ancient Longyuan Sword and the Eight Dragons to protect him, instantly protecting Wang Tianbao.
At the same time, several demonic hands descended, and a string of scriptures appeared in the void, like a magic scripture prison suppressing the two of them!
Jiang Ning used the eight dragon king souls to change his appearance, replacing himself and Wang Tianbao with dragon souls. They were imprisoned by the magic scripture, while he and Wang Tianbao escaped!
"As expected of the Demon Lord... But the power of this magical power does not seem to be that of full force. It seems that his injury is still serious. Today may be the last chance to kill him!"
Jiang Ning gritted his teeth and immediately reunited with the second sword.
But at this moment, a drunken reminder suddenly came from behind.
"Give Way!"
Jiang Ning was shocked when he saw Hu Qingqiu, who had not made a move from behind, hanging the wine gourd on his waist, raising his hand and touching his forehead, when a sword-shaped soul figure suddenly appeared behind him!
"Sword soul?" Jiang Ning could feel the aura of the sword soul that was very close to his own Tianyi Sword, but completely different!
Hu Qingqiu didn't say much. The moment he released his fingers from his forehead and between his brows, a magnificent sword intention suddenly condensed on his fingertips. It was just like Jiang Ning's Heavenly Will Sword, but it seemed to be stronger than Jiang Ning's second sword!
At the same time, the sword spirit behind him also suddenly grew in size. In an instant, it expanded like a mountain, covering the sky and the earth. Infinite sword energy gathered at Hu Qingqiu's fingertips.
The next moment, Hu Qingqiu slashed out with his sword, pointing directly at the Blood Demon Lord above the blood lotus.
The Blood Demon Lord also bursts out with infinite blood lotus demonic light to resist.
But after the collision that shook the mountains with a rumbling sound, the magic light was instantly annihilated, and the Heavenly Sword continued to slash downwards, finally cutting through the earth, leaving a large crack of unknown distance along the way, and the terrifying Heavenly Sword aura
, all the desolate air in the world was suddenly wiped away, and the sky changed from a miserable, desolate yellow to extremely clear!
The whole world suddenly became silent.
Scarlet Blood Shenjiang Qianmian Lingji and others were frightened for a while.
Fortunately, Wang Tianbao and Jiang Ning were entangled with the Old Blood Slaughter Demon, otherwise they would definitely die at the hands of the Old Blood Slaughter Demon!
But at this moment, the focus is more on Hu Qingqiu, who is slashing his sword!
Nine white-velvet fox tails appeared behind him. When he drew his sword, his body seemed to transform into a huge white sky fox.
At this moment, when the sword intention fell, Hu Qingqiu quickly put away the strange phenomena all over his body, and the sword light on his fingertips suddenly disappeared. He even took off the wine gourd at his waist and took a sip, as if nothing had happened.
Jiang Ning swallowed hard.
No wonder Hu Qingqiu didn't look down on the old blood-slaying demon before.
So this fourth senior brother is so strong?
Everyone else also looked like they had gotten to know Hu Qingqiu again.
They didn't know much about Hu Qingqiu. After all, Hu Qingqiu lived in seclusion in Tianyun Dao Palace.
But today's sword, even a fool can tell, is probably stronger than Huang Jingtian's sword technique!
"Senior Brother Hu, this show of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is so wonderful!"
Jiang Ning praised, but quickly looked towards the place where the Blood Demon Lord was killed.
Yes, the old blood-slaughter demon is dead, but the person who died is not the real blood-slaughter demon!
There, a blood lotus throne was safe and sound, while the corpse of the old blood-slaying demon above was chopped into pieces by the light of the sword!
It was an empty shell without flesh and blood, but was made from a cloned magical weapon.
In other words, this is just a clone of a magical weapon, not even an external incarnation!
No wonder this old demon gives in frequently, and his explosive strength is no match for the Demon Lord!
"A dummy!"
Jiang Ning stepped forward and looked at the body of the magical weapon clone with great regret.
How great would it be if this really killed the old demon with blood?
This old devil actually just sent a clone here?
Before they had finished thinking about it, everyone was feeling sorry. Suddenly, a creepy feeling of being stared at spread through everyone!
"No! The real body of the Blood Slaughter is not far from here... He is just outside the barren tomb!"
Crimson Blood Shenjiang's senses were extraordinary, he gripped the black halberd tightly and looked warily in the direction where his eyes were staring.
Jiang Ning and others also felt that those eyes were full of hatred and contained an aura of violence.
And almost as soon as he looked at it, the creepy feeling suddenly intensified. The real body of the Blood Demon Lord, who was far away from the deserted tomb, seemed to have stepped into the deserted tomb in an instant, and was madly crushing the space!
Everyone turned pale.
After all, he underestimated the old demon of blood slaughter.
How could the mighty Demon Lord be so easy to deal with?
The identity of a magic weapon is so powerful. At this moment, the real body is attacking like crazy. When the real body arrives, will they all die?
"Jiang Shaozu, you have done me a terrible job!"
Qianmian Lingji smiled bitterly, and after saying that, she turned around, rolled up Shi Meigu, and fled deeper into the deserted tomb in an instant.
Scarlet Blood Shenjiang also looked at Jiang Ning gloomily, pointed the black halberd in his hand towards the distance, and instantly flew away with the black halberd.
The other monks who stayed here also dispersed.
A group of brothers also looked panicked. Who would have known that the old blood-slaying demon who had just been killed with all his strength was just a fake!
Hu Qingqiu spat out the sip of wine he just drank. He killed the Old Blood Slaughter Demon with his supreme sword light and was receiving admiration from everyone. Even if he saw that the dead Old Blood Slaughter Demon was just a clone of a magic weapon, he was ready to say something about himself.
I've seen it already!
Unexpectedly, it doesn't matter if the fake body is killed, the real body is not far away, and is killing like crazy!
In just a short moment, demonic clouds gathered on the distant skyline, and a pair of demonic eyes seemed to shine through from the demonic clouds, keeping a close eye on everyone!
"Jiang! Ning!"
"You ruined my good deeds again!"
A burst of demonic sound was like the whisper of an ancient god, rumbling and shaking the earth!
Jiang Ning also turned a little pale. At this moment, the true form of the Blood Slaughter Old Demon came, and this pressure was actually more terrifying than when the Pengniao Saint was chasing him!
This is the pressure of the Demon Lord level!
"Senior Brother Hu!" Jiang Ning hurriedly looked at Hu Qingqiu, wanting him to quickly summon Taoist Master Murong and the others.