Chapter 771

Chapter 773 Borrowing a Sword for Thousands of Miles

Above the ruins of the collapsed Luqiu Mountain, the aftermath of the Nascent Soul stage cultivator battle caused the entire sky to change color, and the sky-shattering sword intent flashed from time to time in the cloud of blood that covered the sky.

In the outer area of ​​Luqiu Mountain, those low-ranking monks looked up at the sky, their eyes full of horror.

At this moment, in their eyes, even the battles of Jindan real people such as Long Zhuqing and Shen Huanchi seemed insignificant, and they could not be compared with the battles of Nascent Soul Stage monks.

I saw that in the howling wind, the pale-faced True Monarch Qingyang reluctantly supported there, struggling to resist the attack of the fifth-level refining corpse with the black-colored broken sword in his hand.

Previously, he was seriously injured by the fifth-level Taoist talisman and Jun Shan's self-explosive golden core, and then immediately faced the joint attack of the Nine Youming Emperor and the fifth-level refining corpse alone.

Although the confrontation between the three was very short, he was fatally injured again, causing him to almost fall directly on the spot.

It was also fortunate that Situ Changkong had arrived at the critical moment and severely wounded Emperor Jiuyouming with his sword, the situation of True Lord Qingyang was slightly better.

Now, Situ Changkong was already in a bitter fight with Emperor Jiuyouming, and he needed to help the former contain the fifth-level refined corpse of Emperor Jiuyouming.

But for Qingyang Zhenjun who was seriously injured at this time, even just restraining a fifth-level refined corpse seemed to be very difficult.

The strength of that fifth-level corpse refining is not inferior to that of the monks in the early Yuanying period, although Emperor Jiuyouming spent most of his thoughts on fighting Situ Changkong, so the spiritual intelligence of this refining corpse is not so high up.

But the powerful force that erupted from him could force True Monarch Qingyang to retreat again and again, and every time he fought, he was shocked to vomit blood, and the injuries in his body continued to deteriorate.

The current True Lord Qingyang can only pin his hopes on Situ Changkong, hoping that the latter can get rid of that demon cultivator as soon as possible, and then come back and join hands with him to destroy this corpse.

On the other side of the battlefield, Emperor Jiuyouming held the treasure of the town religion [Burning Sky Coffin], and from the coffin, the evil breath of corpses was constantly gushing out.

In the overwhelming corpse aura, countless refined corpses were hidden in it, and they kept making wailing sounds like howling ghosts and wolves.

Not far away, Situ Changkong, who was dressed in a green robe, stood in the air, and the blue long sword in his hand made the sound of clanging swords continuously, and the lingering sword intent spread all over the space around him.

"Jie Jie Wan Dao Sword Sect's sword spirit body is nothing more than that"

Although Emperor Jiuyouming had already fallen into a disadvantage in the confrontation with Situ Changkong just now, and his body was full of wounds from sword qi, but he was still stubborn and tried to disturb the latter's mind.

Facing the provocative words of Emperor Jiuyouming,

Situ Changkong didn't speak, but responded directly with actions.

His sharp sword-like eyes looked at Emperor Jiuyouming in the black cloud, and immediately there were countless sword qi swirling out from under the sky, revealing a terrifying sword intent.

The next moment, countless sword qi gathered around the long sword in his hand, and soon formed a divine sword that pierced the world.

This sword released a ten thousand-zhang glow, and it fell directly towards the body of the Nine Youming Emperor. The terrifying sword intent seemed to be able to split the entire sky with one sword.

Looking at the sword piercing through the heavens and the earth, a look of fear flashed in the eyes of Emperor Jiuyouming, and his body immediately erupted with soaring devilish energy, and the [Sky Burial Coffin] in his hand flew out immediately.

I saw that the countless refined corpses crawled out of the [Sky Burial Coffin] quickly piled up, forming a huge corpse king in the evil spirit of corpses that covered the sky and the sun.

This corpse is formed by the condensed low-level corpse refining and corpse evil spirit accumulated in the [Sky Burial Coffin] for countless years. The Demon Lord has come.

"Boom."

The fierce sword light spanned thousands of miles, and the huge sword directly slashed on the body of the refined corpse, and the infinite sword intent immediately turned into indestructible sword lights shining down. The countless low-level refined corpses in the giant refined corpse They were destroyed one after another.

The incorporeal corpse king roared loudly, and the two huge claws directly grabbed the giant sword that fell down from the sky, as if trying to grab the lightning-fast sword light.

In an instant, there was a terrible tearing sound, and the two giant claws formed by countless low-level disturbances and corpse evil spirits seemed to be torn apart forcibly.

Seeing this scene, Situ Changkong's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and countless sword intents in his body poured into the long sword in his hand that was bursting with peerless sharpness.

Then it seemed as if infinite power fell on the huge sword that pierced the sky and the earth, and the sword glow slowly fell into the huge body of the corpse king, directly blocking his thousand-foot body with an unstoppable force split.

"Boom"

The huge sword split open the huge corpse king, and the terrifying sword intent attacked the Nine Nether Emperor behind him, and the monstrous demon energy around him was quickly wiped out under the strangling of the fierce sword energy.

When the corpse king was cut in half by Situ Changkong's sword, the caster of the spell, Emperor Jiuyou Ming, turned pale instantly, and his dark eyes were full of horror.

But at this moment, he immediately felt a wave of Ling Tian's sword intent enveloped his body, so he quickly summoned the coffin lid of the only spiritual treasure in his hand [The Burial Coffin].

In the battle of the Eastern Region, although Emperor Jiuyouming escaped from the hands of the five Nascent Soul True Monarchs in the Eastern Region, all his belongings were destroyed in the battle.

Now, even though he has regained his Nascent Soul stage cultivation, the only spiritual treasure in his hand is the treasure of the township religion [Sky Burial Coffin].

"Boom."

The loud noise produced by the collision of metals resounded through the heaven and earth, and the coffin lid of the [Sky Burial Coffin] flew backwards with the thin body of Emperor Jiuyouming directly.

At this time, Emperor Jiuyouming had completely fallen into the hands of Situ Changkong, and he had also seen the powerful strength of Situ Changkong.

As an old devil who has lived for thousands of years, he naturally understands that survival is the most important thing, so he immediately cast [Blood Escape Technique].

However, just as Emperor Jiuyouming escaped with his secret technique, a sharp cold light appeared in the midst of the monstrous devilish energy, piercing directly through his left abdomen.

Accompanied by a scream, the former's secret technique was immediately interrupted, and a hideous blood hole the size of a bowl appeared on that thin body, and the lingering sword intent lingering around the wound continuously invaded the body .

"puff"

The secret escape technique was forcibly interrupted, and the body was severely injured again, and a mouthful of pitch-black blood spurted out from the mouth of Emperor Jiuyouming.

He looked in front of his body with horror in his eyes, and found a fifth-order high-grade spirit sword exuding a terrifying and murderous aura was floating there.

This fifth-order spirit sword exuded a unique breath of life, and soon a tall and tall figure walked out of it.

And this figure was Situ Changkong in a blue shirt.

"My body is like a sword, and the sword of man is one"

Looking at Situ Changkong who came out of the spirit sword, Emperor Jiuyouming's face was ashen, and the frightened look on his face was already extremely distorted.

When he traveled across the Eastern Region back then, he naturally knew the Wan Dao Sword Sect very well. The move that Situ Changkong used just now is the best skill in the Wan Dao Sword Sect.

When the sword cultivator is completely integrated with his natal spirit sword, the improvement in speed and strength will be unimaginable.

However, this move requires extremely high aptitude for sword cultivators. Even in the Wan Dao Sword Sect, not one person out of ten thousand can comprehend the mystery of it.

However, Situ Changkong in front of him has already achieved it, and the realm of the unity of man and sword has completely reached the point of perfection.

In this way, the opponent completely cut off his retreat, and the speed of his escape secret method was far slower than the speed of the opponent's direct attack.

"Okay. Okay, no wonder you dare to come and kill this emperor alone."

Emperor Jiuyouming suddenly raised his head to the sky and screamed loudly, and then endless demonic energy erupted from his thin body again.

"This emperor vows to be with you forever."

At the same time, the [Nine Nether Blood Corpse] that was pinned down by True Lord Qingyang also went berserk. With one punch, he pushed back the unsuspecting True Lord Qingyang, and then fled into the place at a very fast speed. In the midst of the endless corpse evil spirit.

Not only that, but even the black-robed emissary who fought with Shen Huanchi and the other four seemed to get rid of the former's entanglement at all costs, and rushed into the ever-expanding blood cloud.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Situ Changkong immediately swung the long sword in his hand, and several sharp and terrifying sword lights attacked the expanding blood cloud and the black-robed emissary respectively.

However, when the all-conquering sword light entered the blood cloud, it seemed like a mud cow had entered the sea, and soon dissipated in the endless blood cloud.

On the other side, the two black-robed messengers instantly turned into two clouds of blood mist under the sword light, and then these blood mist still floated into the blood cloud.

The next moment, the cloud of blood covering the sky and the sun violently churned, and the blood-red dark light emitted from it enveloped the entire ruins of Luqiu Mountain.

And under the light of blood, the countless scarlet blood in the ruins of Luqiu Mountain drifted slowly towards the blood cloud, engulfed by the dark red blood in the corpses.

Seeing this scene, Situ Changkong's originally calm face showed a trace of solemnity, and he raised his sword to the sky again.

I saw that countless streaks of lingering sword energy instantly appeared in the sky, strangling towards those dark red blood energy directly.

Although these sword qi annihilated a lot of blood evil aura, the blood evil aura in the ruins of Luqiu Mountain seemed to float out endlessly.

The previous great war and the ensuing landslide caused tens of thousands of monks to fall, and these monk corpses could continuously provide the blood evil spirit needed by Emperor Jiuyouming.

At the same time, in the depths of the ground, Shen Ruiling had just cleaned up the loot when a bloody aura suddenly enveloped him.

And at the moment when this blood light irradiated, he felt the blood in his body immediately boil like boiling water, and the blood in his body rushed out uncontrollably and violently.

This feeling is exactly the same as the feeling in the big bloody formation in Shanghai Square!

Shen Ruiling was shocked, and quickly took out the [Zixiao Cave] and hid in it. After entering the [Zixiao Cave], the boiling blood in his body returned to calm.

He checked the scene outside through the jade bead, and found that countless dark red blood beads had quickly evaporated from Feng Wenyao's body on the ground.

Under the irradiance of the strange blood light, these blood beads floated upwards slowly through the surrounding gravel ruins.

The sorcerer has made his move!

Seeing this situation, Shen Ruiling immediately understood, and the joy in his heart of getting the real person's storage jade bracelet instantly disappeared.

He knew very well that if those demonic monks could not be wiped out, or the righteous monks in Lingnan Immortal Cultivation Realm led by Qingyang Zhenjun and Qingyunmen would be defeated by the demonic monks.

So even if he gets more treasures, what's the use? Whether the family can survive in the hands of Moxiu is not certain.

At a height of several thousand feet, the blood cloud covering the sky and the sun is getting bigger and bigger, and the aura emanating from the blood cloud is getting more and more terrifying.

"Friend Situ, this is"

True Lord Qingyang looked at the ever-expanding blood cloud, and a look of fear appeared on that pale old face.

On this side, Situ Changkong's gaze was also fixed on the terrifying blood cloud, his sword-like gaze seemed to be able to see the scene through the boundless devilish energy.

"Heavenly demon descends."

He said something in a slightly dignified tone, but obviously he didn't intend to explain it to the bewildered Qingyang Zhenjun.

"You are no longer needed here, please keep everyone below away."

Hearing this, True Monarch Qingyang was slightly taken aback for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses, cupped his hands towards the former and said:

"Then I'll ask my friend Daoist!"

After that, he turned around and left without stopping.

If he hadn't been forced to, Qingyang Zhenjun really didn't want to fight to the death with these demon cultivators. Now that the other party asked him to leave, he would naturally hide as far away as possible.

True Lord Qingyang came in front of Long Zhuqing, Shen Huanchi and the other four, and immediately ordered the four of them to organize the low-level monks on the outskirts of Luqiu Mountain to stay away from here as soon as possible.

In fact, they don't need to organize it specially. When the bloody light came, the people around Luqiu Mountain had already fled in all directions in fear.

At the same time, a huge opening suddenly opened in the black cloud that covered the sky, and a blood-red spiritual light radiated immediately after.

Looking at it from a distance, it seems like a huge blood eye has opened in the sky, or it seems like a huge crack in space has opened.

"Jie Jie's power is really comfortable."

Accompanied by the roaring sound like muffled thunder, a terrifying monster with a body height of a thousand feet, a single horn on top of its head, and countless bloody tentacles behind it appeared in the sky.

As soon as this monster appeared, all the low-level monks on the ground instantly felt that they were being watched by an extremely terrifying existence, and the terrifying coercion made them lose all strength.

Even Zhenjun Qingyang and Shen Huanchi and other Jindan masters lost their minds suddenly, with expressions of extreme horror on their faces and eyes. This terrifying force has completely surpassed their cognition.

However, this huge monster didn't seem to be very interested in them. Its blood pupils, which were like giant lanterns, looked at Situ Changkong, who was wearing a blue shirt.

The next moment, countless bloody tentacles behind him attacked Situ Changkong, and the power carried by each tentacles was unimaginable.

Looking at the monster in front of him that had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and was infinitely approaching the realm of ascension, Situ Changkong's eyes did not show any fear, on the contrary, the sword intent in his whole body was stronger than before.

I saw that he raised his sword to the sky again, slashing at the approaching tentacles with all his strength, and countless sharp sword qi instantly gathered into a blue giant sword that pierced through the sky and the earth.

"Boom."

The cyan giant sword collided with the bloody tentacles, and an extremely violent fluctuation of spiritual power erupted, sweeping away in all directions in an instant.

But when the blue giant sword cut off the sixth antenna, cracks began to appear on the originally indestructible sword body, and then completely dissipated when it collided with the seventh antenna.

With the disappearance of the blue giant sword, Situ Changkong was directly submerged in the indiscriminate bombardment of the countless bloody tentacles.

"Jie Jie ignorant junior..."

Seeing this scene, the giant monster immediately laughed, as if it had already decided that Situ Changkong was dead.

However, at this moment, a solid blue spirit sword appeared, and infinite sword intent erupted from the sword body, sweeping towards the countless bloody tentacles.

"Please Sword Ancestor bestow the sword!"

A resonant sound slowly came from the cyan spirit sword, and immediately after that, a terrifying sword light pierced through the air from the sharp edge of the sword.

At this moment, the sword light flourished, spanning millions of miles!

From that terrifying sword light, a monstrous sword intent burst out, and this majestic sword intent was infinitely stronger than the sword intent on Situ Changkong.

After sensing this sword intent, the giant monster became frightened instantly, as if seeing an extremely frightening existence.

"good!"

Between the heaven and the earth, there was a shocking sound that pierced the sky. This was not Situ Changkong's sound, but it was his response.

At this time, far away in the endlessly distant Eastern Region, an old man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his sword eyes that could pierce the universe, and Ling Tian's terrifying sword intent lingered on his body.

"cut!"

The voice of the old man resounded throughout the entire vast eastern region, and even directly penetrated the endless void to the far south of the Lingnan land.

And with the sound of this voice, the sword light that broke out from the blue spirit sword directly struck the giant monster with domineering force, tearing its huge body into pieces in an instant. .

The giant monster let out heart-piercing roars amidst the monstrous sword energy, but soon completely disappeared into the world.

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