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Chapter 1041: Spiritual Mind

"A divine thought?"

At this moment, Zhuo Wen's eyes became extremely solemn. He knew that imperial weapons could give birth to a trace of spiritual wisdom, so imperial weapons were much more terrifying than ordinary imperial-level spiritual treasures.

Even so, the imperial weapon is just a weapon. Without the support of the master, it cannot exert great power. After all, the weapon can only exert its maximum power in the hands of a warrior. Otherwise, the power will be great.

damage.

Zhuo Wen unleashed all his strength. His strength was far superior to that of ordinary Tianzun experts. It was actually more than enough to deal with an unowned imperial weapon. However, the horror of this bloody sword was far beyond Zhuo Wen's expectation. It seemed as if someone was leading this.

The bloody sword is killing.

Buzz!

The blood-colored sword buzzed again, and the blade cut through the void. It came to Zhuo Wen in an instant, and slashed down fiercely. The terrifying killing energy gathered countless sword lights, and with one slash, it was as if the entire space was shattered.

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, and the blood gun flew out, splitting into streams of blood-colored gun shadows, which hit the blood-colored ring sword. Terrifying power exploded, and thunder-like explosions resounded continuously.

Kick, kick, kick!

Under this force, Zhuo Wen couldn't help but retreat continuously. Since the bloody sword absorbed all the killing energy in the cave, its power was much more powerful and terrifying than at the beginning, and it directly suppressed Zhuo Wen.

"Boy! With this blood-clothed monk's spiritual will, you can't possibly be the opponent of this blood-colored sword." Xiao Hei said solemnly.

"What should we do?" Zhuo Wen also felt something was wrong and asked quickly.

"It's just the divine will of a strong man in the Imperial Realm. You kid, restrain this bloody sword, and let me, Lord Long, erase this divine will." Xiao Hei continued.

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen nodded. He knew that Xiao Hei was very good at spiritual bodies and spiritual thoughts, so he naturally believed in Xiao Hei.

"Don't trick me. This bloody sword is very strong and I won't be able to hold on for long, so you have to fight quickly." Zhuo Wen said to Xiao Hei.

As soon as these words came out, Xiao Hei staggered. What the hell did this kid say? When had Master Long ever tricked this kid? Of course, even if it really tricked Zhuo Wen, Xiao Hei would definitely refuse to admit it given his character.

"When the bloody sword comes, you can restrain it. I will enter the bloody sword when the time comes. Don't let the bloody sword become free. Otherwise, with the power of this sword, one slash will severely damage my vitality.

"

When it comes to business, Xiao Hei becomes much more serious. The power of the Blood Ring Sword is very terrifying. Xiao Hei is just a spirit body. If he is hit, his vitality will definitely be severely damaged.

"I understand, you hide first and don't let this bloody sword find you."

Zhuo Wen nodded, tightened his blood gun with his right hand, and stared cautiously at the bloody sword dozens of meters ahead.

"drink!"

This time, Zhuo Wen took the initiative to pounce forward, stepped on the sole of his foot, and terrifying energy surged out. His whole body was like a roc spreading its wings, and the blood gun flew out, displaying the power of Shura's blood gun, and an endless sea of ​​terrifying blood swept out around him.

.

Buzz!

Not to be outdone, the Bloody Jie Dao swung its blade, carrying a terrifying killing aura, and came through the air. The Bloody Jie Dao was obviously a little angry at Zhuo Wen's provocation.

Bang bang bang!

The battle between one person and one sword started again. Although Zhuo Wen tried his best, he was still at an absolute disadvantage. Every time the bloody sword struck out, the power on it became more terrifying. Zhuo Wen even started to bend his knees, and the tiger's mouth collapsed.

shed blood.

Keng!

The bloody sword was swung down again, and the sound of metal and iron was heard. Zhuo Wen's eyes flashed with a trace of cruelty. At the moment when the blood sword was swung down, his right hand reached out and pinched the sword.

The bloody knife came down.

The Bloody Jie Dao obviously didn't expect that the human in front of him actually had such a hand, and the blade instantly froze.

"Xiao Hei, go now!"

Zhuo Wen roared, and a wisp of black light suddenly flew out of his body and plunged into the blood-colored sword.

Poof!

The moment the black light penetrated into the blood-colored sword, the blood-colored sword became violent. With a wave of the sword, Zhuo Wen's arm holding the blood sword was cut off directly, and blood flowed wildly.

Buzz!

The moment it cut off Zhuo Wen's right arm, the bloody sword was really angry, and it swiped at Zhuo Wen again without mercy. The target was clearly Zhuo Wen's heart.

Zhuo Wen's face changed slightly, and he stepped on the sole of his foot, avoiding the vital point in an instant. However, the blood-colored sword penetrated directly into Zhuo Wen's shoulder blade, and then passed through Zhuo Wen's back, immediately piercing a bloody hole. The blood seemed to have not been tightened.

Like a faucet, it gushes out from the blood hole.

Kick, kick, kick!

Zhuo Wen spat out a mouthful of blood and stepped back. He looked at the bloody sword in the sky with fear in his eyes. This bloody sword was so terrifying. How could it be so powerful?

"Xiao Hei, isn't he feeling better yet?"

Zhuo Wen murmured, and the blood hole began to slowly heal under the strong vitality, and the vitality in the core of the blood soul tree was also constantly decreasing in the process of recovering Zhuo Wen's injury. After all, the core of the blood soul tree

The vitality within is not endless and will always be exhausted.

Whoosh whoosh!

After missing a hit, the blood-colored sword refused to let go and rushed towards Zhuo Wen again, intending to strangle and destroy Zhuo Wen completely.

"Damn it! This guy is done."

Zhuo Wen cursed in a low voice, and rolled around like a wild donkey to avoid the attack of the bloody sword. However, the powerful sword energy of the bloody sword overflowed and scratched a wound on Zhuo Wen's thigh.

Whoosh whoosh!

In this way, the Bloody Ring Sword slashed out one by one, each blade could leave serious injuries on Zhuo Wen. Fortunately, Zhuo Wen was able to avoid the vital points accurately every time, coupled with the strong vitality of the core of the Blood Soul Tree

, but he managed to escape many slashing blows without any danger.

Even so, Zhuo Wen became extremely embarrassed under the repeated attacks. His whole body was covered with blood, like a terrifying bloody man.

"Xiao Hei! You're not feeling well yet? I can't hold it any longer!"

Looking at the blood-colored sword that was about to move again, Zhuo Wen's heart suddenly flashed, and he couldn't help but yell at Xiao Hei.

Whoosh!

The bloody sword flew out again, but this time the speed was much faster than the previous times. It arrived in front of Zhuo Wen in the blink of an eye. The sharp blade was raised upwards, intending to cut Zhuo Wen in half.

"Get away!"

Zhuo Wen roared angrily, made a mistake in his steps, and at the same time swung his blood spear horizontally, trying to block this slashing attack.

boom!

The blood gun was directly thrown away by this slash, and the terrifying sword light flashed past instantly, and then Zhuo Wen's right shoulder was completely chopped off by the blood-colored sword.

Poof!

Zhuo Wen took a deep breath, and blood spurted out. Fortunately, he relied on his strong vitality to stop the bleeding. However, this time the injury was too serious, and the severed right shoulder did not grow back immediately.

"Oops! I can't face the bloody sword in this state now."

Looking at the serious injuries on his body, Zhuo Wen took a breath of cold air. Looking at the bloody sword that swept forward again, Zhuo Wen felt a hint of despair in his heart.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the bloody sword came to Zhuo Wen again, trying to kill Zhuo Wen completely, but Zhuo Wen had no extra energy to dodge, and could only watch the bloody sword coming again.

Keng!

When the bloody sword was only a few inches away from Zhuo Wen's eyebrows, the bloody sword stopped immediately, and then fell to the ground with a clanking sound.

"Um?"

Zhuo Wen, who was originally in despair, looked at this scene and let out a sigh in his heart for no reason. He knew that it was Xiao Hei who entered the bloody sword and successfully erased the divine thoughts in the sword.

Sure enough, a black light swept out from the bloody sword that fell on the ground, transformed into a little black dog, and came to Zhuo Wen.

"Boy! Why are you in such a mess?" Xiao Hei also saw Zhuo Wen whose right shoulder was broken at this moment, and couldn't help but ask.

Looking at the uninformed look on Xiao Hei's face, Zhuo Wen gritted his teeth and said: "It's not because of the bloody sword. You've been in there for so long, why are you coming out now? If you had come out later, I would have been finished by now."

"Hehe! The divine thought in the Bloody Ring Sword is quite powerful, and it cost me a lot of time and energy." Xiao Hei said with a dry laugh.

Zhuo Wen nodded, but did not blame Xiao Hei on this point, but said cautiously: "Have you found any clues in that spiritual thought?"

"Hey! Speaking of which, this blood-clothed monk has an extraordinary origin. He seems to be from the forces of the Great Leiyin Temple in the Divine Nether Realm in the Nine Nether Realm. However, this guy is a traitor to the Great Leiyin Temple. He violated the precepts and committed a heinous murder.

Nie, he was wanted in the Nine Nether Realm, so he escaped."

"But this unlucky guy, because his injuries were too serious, ended up sitting under the ground of the True Vein Forest." Xiao Hei said eloquently.

"The Great Leiyin Temple in the Divine Realm?"

Zhuo Wen was startled. He didn't expect that the blood-clothed monk actually came from the force of the Shenyou Realm in the Nine Nether Realm. If he guessed correctly, the inner courtyard of Jia Shen College was the largest force in the Shenyou Realm, but he didn't know about this big thunder.

Is the Sound Temple very powerful in the Shenyou Realm?

"Boy! This Great Leiyin Temple is quite powerful. Although it is not as powerful as the inner courtyard of Jia Shen College, it is still a well-known and powerful force in the Shenyou Realm." Xiao Hei said calmly.

"Then why did this blood-clothed monk commit a heinous crime? In the end, he ended up like this. It's really sad." Zhuo Wen said with some sigh.

The strength of this blood-clothed monk is very terrifying. This can be seen from the power of this blood-colored ring sword. It is definitely more terrifying than the original Jian Mu. Moreover, if this blood-clothed monk does not die, he may enter the realm of a saint.

, achieving a reputation that shocks the past and the present.

Xiao Hei looked at him strangely and said, "Do you know who the blood-clothed monk admires the most?"

"Who is it?" Zhuo Wen asked curiously.

"Fight the Buddha and the Demon Saint!"

"Huh?" Zhuo Wen was startled and his pupils shrank.

"The Fighting Buddha and Demon Sage also came from Buddhism back then, but this person took a different path and violated the rules and precepts to practice the devil's way. Later, he found the remains of the Buddha and Demon, refined the Buddha's and Demon's Eyes, and achieved the ancient and modern Fighting Buddha and Demon Sage, 10%

A saint possesses extraordinary combat power..."

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