Chapter 357 The Heavenly Demon Sword Appears, Severing the Red Lotus Demon Sword!
The turbulence between the two mountains continued, and the huge body of Youquan Demon Saint fell on the demon altar. There was a loud bang, and all the demons trembled and obeyed.
Half of the hilt of the knife was still there, supporting his body, and his body made a strange sound of running water. After a moment, a thin sword edge was drawn diagonally from the chest of Holy Lord Youquan.
Wow!
Blood burst out, like a river of blood that would never stop flowing.
With such a heavy sword wound and such overflowing blood, Youquan Demon Saint didn't care at all. He walked step by step to his own position, his huge body still sitting upright.
"I lost."
Youquan Demon Saint took a deep breath, his heart beat like a drum, and the fine wounds were sutured like a centipede's foot, and healed in a moment. Except for his complexion being a little pale, there was no discomfort at all.
The remaining two demon saints were sitting quietly with their eyes closed. They were short and thin, with a goat's beard fluttering gently in the wind.
This person is one of the ten demon saints who has been around the longest, Lord Fulong.
The holy son of the demon clan whom he trained.
Killed by Gu Yusheng.
Now.
Gu Yusheng is on the other side of the mountain.
He didn't bother to open his eyes and take a look.
The other person was wearing a red demon sword, the scabbard was intricately carved with gems and stars, it was extremely gorgeous.
Demon Saint Yueyao.
No one knows what his true form is. They only know that three hundred years ago, on the day when he advanced to become a Demon Saint, the bright light of the moon in the sky shone on the wilderness for thirty years.
The bright moon is in the sky.
The demon sword in his hand was made by using an ancient red snake that he used when swallowing it in the depths of the wilderness. It was called Red Lotus Sky Dance.
It is a demon sword without tangs, and its body is like bamboo. It is a famous demon sword in the demon world of the Great Wilderness!
The Demon Saint of Youquan has been defeated.
Lord Fulong has no intention of taking action.
Demon Saint Yue Yao stood up slowly, walked with his sword in hand, and in a few steps, he stepped on the clouds in the air and stopped on the clouds.
"I am deeply impressed by Mr. Fifth's proficiency in swordsmanship. I wanted to ask for advice. Unfortunately, my wish was not fulfilled. Today's battle is related to the interests of all the monsters in the wilderness. Mr. Six, please give me some advice."
Yueyao stood with a sword in hand. He first complimented Yunzhongjian, and then asked Chu Lige for advice. In his words, it seemed that he was taking advantage, but he was unwilling to abandon his position for the sake of gain.
Chu Lige slowly eased the guqin behind her back and threw it to Gu Yusheng. She gently twirled her hair on her temples with her fingers, revealing a charming smile on her lips.
She glanced at Gu Yusheng, and saw that Gu Yusheng was holding the guqin, looking a little green and dull. He was just brushing his blue hair, but he was only enjoying the breeze.
She pursed her lips and took long strides towards the sky.
Yun Zhongjian held the sword at his waist and frowned: "Sixth Junior Sister, don't mess around."
"I want it."
Chu Lige flicked his sleeves, and there was a moon-curved golden sword hidden in a box. The sword box was curved and only about two feet wide.
Chu Lige held the box in his chest and chuckled: "Little demon, I heard that on the day the Great Wilderness Sword was completed, there would be red lotus dancing in the sky and falling on Cangshan Mountain. I will let you draw the sword first to see if it is true."
The dignified demon saint was called a little demon by Mr. Six.
Yue Yao raised his sword, stared intently, and sighed: "How charming you are, but you want to see a red snake drinking blood, and a lotus dance for nine days. Forget it, I'll let you see the demon clan's sword, and don't be afraid of the human sword!"
The moon swung the sword horizontally, and pulled out the sword with the yin hand. When the sword was unsheathed, it was like a giant snake spitting fire. In an instant, a red mist filled the sky and the earth. Fireworks were everywhere, like blazing stars, and as the sword wheel turned, the sky
They are all reflected in a fiery red sky that stretches for dozens of miles.
The red snake spits out the lotus, the demonic energy and the lotus bloom, and thousands of sword energy converge, like the sea of clouds surging, or like the hot magma, mountains and rivers in the clouds, all of which are ready-made scenes.
Gu Yusheng, who was on the top of the mountain, looked closely and realized how powerful the demon sword cultivator was. This transformation of nature with the sword was exactly the effect that he had been unable to achieve with the Futian Sword Technique that he had practiced so hard.
The demon saint draws his sword.
On the contrary, it inspired young men in the mountains who were new to the art of swordsmanship.
Chu Lige's figure was wrapped in red lotus, and seemed to be melting into the red lotus sky dance.
At the demon altar, tens of thousands of demon clans suddenly roared to the sky, the iron drums banged, and the mountains and rivers shook.
In their opinion.
The Demon Saint takes action.
The Jianren monks are already victorious!
The bright sky suddenly dimmed, and the sun in the sky seemed to be blocked by red lotus, but also seemed to be blocked by other clouds and mist.
Gray.
Suddenly, a stern aura penetrated from the red cloud layer, forming a huge tornado vortex.
The wind blew violently around the whirlpool, but there was silence in the middle of the whirlpool.
Chu Lige was suspended high in the middle of the whirlpool.
She holds the handle of the knife in her right hand and the gold box in her left hand.
Choking.
The knife comes out of the box.
The golden moon wheel cuts across the sky, dancing and shining like a moon wheel, breaking through the mountains one after another.
All of a sudden.
There were bursts of thunder and rumble in the sky.
Gu Yusheng felt as if there was a moment of emptiness deep in his heart, and his brain fell into silence again.
His wide eyes never blinked.
The golden sword light was at its peak, but it turned out to be a strange dark purple color.
Chu Lige was wrapped in red and colorful clothes, her eyes were dark, and a golden and purple magic pattern was densely covered between her eyebrows, extending from her arm to the golden knife in her hand.
I saw the golden sword clanking and roaring, as if waking up from a deep sleep.
It’s an extremely flaming magic sword!
The red lotus fireworks between heaven and earth are absorbed by the magic knife.
"kill!"
Chu Lige's voice emerged like the Nine Netherworld.
All the monsters were shocked.
Lord Fulong, who had his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this moment, his eyes filled with horror.
"Demon Sword!"
He said in an old voice.
"Junior sister, no!"
Yun Zhongjian quickly raised his hand to stop him.
At this time, the scorching sun in the sky seemed to be dyed with a layer of thick ink, and the light shining down was like a surge of ink.
The golden knife turns the sun into ink and the moon.
The cold light struck half of the sky.
"I give up!"
The bitter voice of Demon Saint Yueyao came from the sky. The demon sword in his raised hand was cut off by the demon sword. A red snake jumped into the sky and fled to Xianhuzhou in panic.
Choking.
The knife returns to the box.
The blood is not dry yet!
All demons are silent.
Mr. Six slowly descended from the sky, and his voice spread to all directions: "Gentlemen, please do not violate the Demon Pass within a hundred years. Please retreat as promised. Your demands will be fulfilled by the Holy Court."
Words spread among all the demons.
Demon Saint Yueyao fell into the demon altar, the sword in his hand was broken, and the wounds on his neck were small and terrifying.
If he hesitates even a little bit.
Then he fell under the magic sword today.
"retreat!"
Lord Fulong's voice was hoarse.
All the monsters go away in groups.
But he was still sitting on the demon chair, examining something.
The sword in the cloud stands proudly like a mountain.
Chu Lige's demonic aura was billowing.
"We will never forget today's battle."
The figure of Lord Fulong turned into a blue dragon and floated away.
Hilltop.
Gu Yusheng looked at the thousands of demons like clouds, escaping far to the west, and then looked at the sky where the demonic clouds had not yet opened, and for a moment his heart felt empty.
At this moment.
A voice came into my ears, it was the voice of Yunzhongjian: "Little junior brother, return with the sword for me, don't let the demon clan see any flaws."
Gu Yusheng was shocked, but there was no abnormality on his face.
Another voice came into my ears, it was Chu Lige who said: "Junior brother, I'd like to thank you too."
Gu Yusheng took a deep breath secretly.
He split his consciousness into two parts and attached them to Yunzhongjian and Chu Lige. He used his body as a sword to perform the air control technique for himself and the flying sword technique for Yunzhongjian, and then summoned the demon tablet in his heart.
Connected with a soul chain, let Chu Lige absorb the power of the dark shadow sleeping in his heart.
In an instant.
The three escaping shadows were like brilliant lights, heading back towards Xianhuzhou.
With the sword in the cloud, Chu Lige escaped far in front of him, and Gu Yusheng followed slowly, looking like a senior brother and a senior sister taking care of his junior brother.
Jump over one mountain, two mountains.
Gu Yusheng's forehead was already covered with sweat.
Fifth Senior Brother and Sixth Senior Sister have transcended mortal bodies. Their bodies are as heavy as mountains, and their souls are like gods.
Each statue is as heavy as a god.
Even though Gu Yusheng had all kinds of thoughts in his mind, he abandoned them all at this moment and focused on moving forward without any distractions.
I don't know how long it took.
The sky has darkened, the setting sun shines on my back, and my clothes are soaked through.
Deep in the soul.
That hint of being spied on quietly went away.
But even so.
Gu Yusheng remained silent.
Continuing to run forward, he didn't care if his Dantian spiritual power was exhausted. He did not hesitate to consume his blood and physical energy to absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth from the spiritual gourd.
Half a cup of tea passed.
Gu Yusheng only felt that another prying breath disappeared among the three souls.
Gu Yusheng gritted his teeth.
Escape further forward.
At this time, his spiritual energy was dry, and his meridians were burning with pain. He felt that his flesh and blood were burning, and his soul was about to be ignited.
Jumped over another mountain.
The prying aura hidden in the depths of his divine sea gradually disappeared.
"Little junior brother."
"That's it."
The voice of Yunzhongjian sounded in Gu Yusheng's mind.
When Gu Yusheng stopped, the three of them fell from the air and escaped deep into the mountains and forests.
Gu Yusheng's body was half buried in the ice and snow, his hands were shaking violently, he was holding the spirit gourd tightly, and poured wine into his mouth desperately.
Yunzhongjian was beside him, motionless. His sword was erected in front of him to guard it silently, gradually turning into a statue.
The demonic flames on Chu Lige's body were completely gone, her eyes could still move, and her aura was extremely weak.
With trembling hands, Gu Yusheng exhausted his last strength and handed the wine gourd to Chu Lige's mouth.
She opened her mouth, took a sip of the life-saving wine, then closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, turning into a demon statue.