Chapter six hundred and twentieth mutual generation and mutual restraint
"As expected of Yan Ling, the king of war who has fought all over the world, his tone is indeed boundless!"
A bloody figure rose from the sea of blood, and the evil aura stood tall like a god and demon. With a glance, two bloody waves rose into the sky and crashed down towards Longwu Mountain like an overwhelming force.
"How brave!"
Before Yan Ling could take action, two sword energy soared into the sky and turned into two pillars of light, blasting the blood-colored waves with a sharp edge that cut through the void. It was the two supreme elders of the Shushan Sword Sect who took action.
Master Xujian's eyes were as cold as a sword. He looked at the huge bloody figure and snorted coldly: "What a lawless evil demon. Aren't you afraid of the sanctions of heaven?"
"Heaven? I'm so scared!"
It has to be said that although the true strength of this bloody figure is not yet known, its taunting magical power has been practiced to perfection. Such a light sentence has successfully aroused the nameless fire in the hearts of several powerful immortals.
Almost instantly, the sword intent of Master Xujian and Master Mingjian surged, and a majestic fairy sword rose up behind each other. Ripples of water rippled on the sword body, revealing an edge that could tear through all directions.
"The Art of Ten Thousand Swords!"
Master Xu Jian and Master Ming Jian shouted at the same time, and the fairy sword behind them split instantly, forming a sea of sword energy in an instant, with infinite sword shadows swaying in it, and the terrifying sword intent firmly locked the bloody figure.
Whoosh!
As soon as the two real people thought, the sword shadows all over the sky suddenly cut through the wind and waves. In an instant, countless blood waves spread across the sky and covered the ground. They could not stop. Just as the blood waves suddenly appeared and died, countless sword shadows were approaching the bloody figure.
The sword shadows are circling and winding. They are not going directly to each other, but are cooperating with each other. Whether it is the sword intention of Master Xu Jian that explodes like fire, or the sword intention of Master Ming Jian that is as plain as water, there are traces of it at this moment.
The linkage of threads, the blending of water and fire, the power of yin and yang changes broke out, making the sword shadows all over the sky increase in speed and sharpness, becoming extremely terrifying!
This is the Shushan Sword Immortal's understanding of the way of swordsmanship. Whether it is sword intention, control of flying swords, or understanding of sword techniques, they are far beyond ordinary people.
Qingcheng Canglanzi's Wan Jian Jue was already pure enough, but compared with the two Shushan elders, Master Xu Jian and Master Ming Jian, it was far behind.
Even Li Tianfeng, who was regarded as the genius of swordsmanship by Yan Ling, was far inferior to these two real men at this time!
But facing the terrifying sword shadow of Shushan Sword Immortal, the bloody real man was not afraid at all, with a faint smile in his eyes, and the dull voice sounded again: "Is this the strength of Shushan Sword Immortal? That is really disappointing.
Got it!"
"What a loud tone!"
The person who spoke out was Master Tianyu of Kunlun Yuxu. He and the two Supreme Elders of Shushan were both guardians of the human sect. They were also contemporaries, so they were very familiar with each other.
Now Xu Jian and Ming Jian have not yet come up with their strongest sword techniques, but with the cooperation of their Ten Thousand Sword Techniques, they are already not inferior to the top sword techniques. Even he cannot easily resist them.
Therefore, Master Tianyu does not think that this figure in the sky, whose aura is weird and evil, but does not exceed the realm of immortals, can easily withstand the combined attacks of the two great sword immortals.
However, it turned out that the bloody figure was so weak because he had enough capital to support it. Facing the surging sword shadow, the bloody figure began to become illusory.
When the bloody figures jumped out of him, their speed was so fast that the afterimages overlapped and made him look illusory.
Boom boom boom!
Bloody figures merged into the sea of blood, and then appeared next to the sword shadows in an instant. Without any extra movement, they just pounced upwards, and the sword shadows immediately lost their aura, and no longer had any energy, burst, or were dull.
The terrifying sword intent.
"What is this?" At this moment, all the immortal elders of the sect were shocked.
When have they ever seen a strong man of the same level, one against two, able to instantly disintegrate the combined blow of Xujian and Mingjian?
"Everyone, be careful. The filthy air of this sea of blood is so astonishing that any divine channel method may be tainted by it and lose control!" Master Mingjian frowned and said.
He and Master Xujian faced the phantom of the blood sea directly. They were the ones who truly understood the horror of the phantom of the blood sea. What he said naturally made the other strong men take it to heart. They looked at the strange sea of blood outside Longwu Mountain with expressions on their faces.
There is also a touch of caution in between.
Just as ghosts are afraid of yang things like the blood of roosters, when ordinary cultivators face filthy things like the sea of blood, the magic of divine passages will also be affected. Otherwise, the folklore of women's heaven would not be spread among the people.
Aoi broke the Taoist method.
Compared with such mundane things as women's geraniums, the sea of blood outside Longwu Mountain is not only a hundred times, a thousand times filthier, it is not an existence on the same scale at all, even if thousands of women's geraniums are collected and smelted
One body is also inferior to a trace of blood mist floating on this sea of blood.
It is conceivable that the filthy power of this blood sea is so terrifying and powerful, not to mention the phantom of the blood sea released by the bloody figure, which is almost like the essence of the blood sea, and the filthy air has almost reached its peak!
Under the swoop of the phantom in the blood sea, no matter what kind of magical power you have, it will still disappear into thin air!
"Don't worry, everyone. Since this beast dares to attack at the gate of Longwu Mountain, there is no need for you to take action!"
Just when a kind of heavenly heart hesitated, a rich blood light rose in vain from the top of Longwu Mountain. But compared with the filth of the sea of blood, the blood light on the top of Longwu Mountain was extremely majestic, with a pure Yang.
The Qi destroys evil!
"The laws of heaven and earth!"
Yan Ling stepped out of Longwu Mountain in one step, bathed in the breath of the sea of blood, and his body continued to expand. In an instant, he turned into a huge giant thousands of feet tall. The pure Yang energy and blood surging in his body became more and more vast, almost competing with the sea of blood in the sky.
Speaking of which, it had been a long time since Yan Ling had used the magical power of law, heaven, elephant and earth. Once he used it, he immediately had a powerful feeling of being able to control boundless energy and blood.
"Since you like to hide your head and show your tail, then die in the darkness!"
Yan Ling roared loudly, and the pure Yang energy and blood surged to the extreme. He punched out, like a sacred mountain collapsing. There was a sacred evil-killing intention running in the fist seal, and endless destructive power evolved in an instant.
This power of destruction is not about evil demons destroying the world, but about the Holy Lord cleansing the world of evil. It is majestic and majestic, without the slightest evil intention. Only the infinite pure sunshine envelopes the universe and purifies the evil in the world!
Facing this terrifying punch, the monstrous sea of blood bore the brunt. Almost instantly, three layers of blood mist were evaporated, making the deep blood color begin to lighten.
But it's not over yet. Yan Ling's fist seals are still moving forward, and the pure Yang energy and blood are still shaking endlessly. They emit pure Yang evil-killing intentions to sweep through the void and evaporate the blood mist!
Between heaven and earth, all things are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. The monstrous sea of blood can pollute Taoism and magical powers, but it is restrained to death by the power of pure Yang. It can truly be said that one thing subdues another!
"What a pure Yang Dao body! He is worthy of being the founder who can open up a large sect such as Longwu Dao. However, just relying on this is like destroying the sea of blood. That is too naive!"
The blood-colored phantom showed a solemn attitude for the first time. He roared sharply, and a body of blood sea that was even larger than Yan Ling suddenly stepped forward. The monstrous sea of blood also moved with it, condensing infinite evil power!