The Demonic Shadow Immortal Emperor simply couldn't believe that two elders of the Seven-Star Immortal Emperor realm were killed under his eyes. He was filled with anger and said with strong murderous intent in his eyes: "I want to kill you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the figure of the Demonic Shadow Immortal Emperor suddenly became illusory, as if he did not exist. The next moment, a strong wind surged up from the left side, whistling past.
Long Ling's sword moved horizontally, blocking the path of Guang Feng. Only then did Cheng Ling see the opponent's long sword. The two long swords, covered in blood and seeping with blood, collided with each other, and the powerful impact made both of them take a few steps back.
The Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor's face darkened. The other party's cultivation level was so high that it was almost as good as his own. His body swayed and disappeared into the void again. All he could see was a black and gray robe flying, and a bloody sword piercing the middle of the robe. It was impossible to see the moves inside, which was elusive.
The black robe covered the sky, making the surrounding area dark, and a strong smell of blood filled the nostrils. At this time, the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor had already launched an attack.
The blood sword fell towards the sky, just like an ancient demon god, and the blood sword trapped no one knows how much blood. The sword of the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor is by no means simple. It is a sure-kill sword inherited from Songfengguan. In addition, the sword in his hand has absorbed so much essence of flesh and blood that it has almost been upgraded to the level of a pseudo-holy weapon.
There were originally seven Nine-Star Killers in Songfengguan, divided into the Seven Swords of the Big Dipper, including the Blood Evil Immortal Emperor, the Demonic Shadow Immortal Emperor, and the Painted Shadow Immortal Emperor. However, three of them were lost in the secret realm of the Chaoyang Temple. There was the Immortal Emperor Huaying, which caused the strength of Songfengguan to drop drastically.
The founder of Songfeng Temple, Emperor Songfeng, was a prodigy in swordsmanship. He killed countless people in his life, and his swordsmanship and cultivation reached extremely high levels. He created seven sets of sword techniques, including the Demon Shadow Sword Technique used by the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor.
The Demonic Shadow Sword Technique blends all the blood and killing energy within the coverage area into it. When the sword is slashed out, countless bloody tortures wrap around the sword, and there is a faint sound of magic. The demonic sound was singing loudly, making people's hearts tremble and affecting their minds. Even in the sword, there were countless bloody shadows appearing, which was extremely terrifying.
After experiencing countless life and death killings, the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor will not hold back at all, and will use his most powerful killing move!
Unfortunately, he met Cheng Ling.
Not to mention the ten-nine-turn sword intent, ordinary external objects cannot affect his mind, and the sharpness of the Dragon Ling Sword alone cannot resist it. Just when the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor seemed to see the dawn of victory, Cheng Ling drew his sword.
This sword was ethereal, but it slashed through countless bloody shadows, and these bloody shadows were made of countless roiling evil blood. They were probably thousands of times stronger than normal bloody killings, but they were all destroyed by this sword. Slide over.
This sword! The cook eats the cow! After easily passing through countless blood shadows, he swung straight towards the Demonic Shadow Immortal Emperor.
The Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor was shocked and immediately decided to use the secret method of blood sacrifice. Losing a little blood essence was nothing, only victory was the right way. But just when he was about to vomit blood, the dragon feather sword wrapped around him like autumn water. The sword was weak and weak, like a vine, winding along his body and the long sword.
One move after another, one sword after another, Cheng Ling's sword moves, one sword after another, each sword made the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor almost despair. How could there be such a fast sword move? It was so exquisite that his sword technique was completely broken, leaving him almost no chance to fight back.
Demonic Shadow Immortal Emperor was unwilling to give in. He handed over his blood sword and launched Qianqiu Blood Lock Style and Boundless Blood Sword Style, two extremely powerful killing moves. It was as if the vast blood light filled the air and was swallowed up by boundless darkness.
But Cheng Ling stabbed the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor's eyebrows directly with his long sword. He found in despair that the opponent's long sword would definitely hit the eyebrows faster than his own, so he could only give up at the moment.
Every move and style of Cheng Ling looks extremely ordinary, but the magic inside is simply indescribable. This is the suppression of the realm. The Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor's sword realm is at the late fourth level, and Cheng Ling has already crossed the threshold of the fifth level.
No matter what kind of sword move, he can find the flaw the fastest in his eyes. In other words, if the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor didn't use a sword, he might be able to hold on for a little longer, but when the sword realm is crushed, It's just like playing tricks on a regular basis, and can't give Cheng Ling a hint of threat at all.
At this time, Jian Yinghao and Xie Feng also caught up. Seeing the fight between the two, I was almost completely immersed in it.
Every move of Cheng Ling's swordsmanship was done lightly and naturally, as if everything was calculated. He fired dozens of swords, but the two of them only analyzed the fifth and sixth swords, and were still thinking about the technique and position of this sword.
Thinking about it from his perspective, if he were the Demonic Shadow Immortal Emperor, he would be easily captured soon.
This was an overestimation by the two of them. In fact, the Demonic Shadow Immortal Emperor didn't know how he could resist. At first, there was targeted confrontation and defense, but Cheng Ling made him use all his strength with every sword strike. I don’t know how many wounds there are, which are completely squeezing my potential.
His swordsmanship began to be messy, and the blood and black mist were slowly dissipating. Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart, but he had been pierced by a sword.
The sword hit him in the heart. Although he did not die, the pain was not pleasant. The Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor was still waiting to fight back, and even planned to blow himself up, but the next moment, Cheng Ling's long sword struck again.
One sword forced another, and even breathing felt like a luxury. Another strange sword passed through the blood mist, penetrated the darkness, penetrated the eyebrows of the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor again, and finally fell to the ground with a bang, This is the end of this killer who killed tens of thousands of people and made people blush after hearing about it!
So happy...Songfengguan has taken action against him several times. Now he has killed the Blood Evil Immortal Emperor and the Demonic Shadow Immortal Emperor, and even destroyed the sect of Songfengguan. This feeling of pleasure and grudges is like a backlog. Once the long-standing resentment was released, I felt refreshed.
After the Demon Shadow Immortal Emperor conferred his head, all that was left was to collect the loot. As for the other Songfengguan disciples, Cheng Ling did not kill them all.
Without the support of the sect, these killers are like duckweeds without roots, unable to make any big waves. However, Cheng Ling still gave them two choices, leave or join the Luochen Sword Sect.
After considering it, most of the monks chose to join the Luochen Sword Sect. After all, they used to do business of killing people and selling goods, and they offended a lot of people. If you don't find a backer at this time, life will be difficult in the future.
Six people took action at the same time, and Songfengguan's resources and secret cultivation realm were quickly plundered. Cheng Ling handed all these to Zhang Hu and asked him to bring them back to the Luochen Sword Sect to enrich the sect's cultivation environment.
At this point, the famous Songfeng Temple in Zhongyuan Continent was completely swept into the dust of history.
Next, it’s time to head to Wuji Sect. Speaking of which, among the six people, except for Jian Yinghao and Xie Feng, they were all disciples of the Wuji Sect, and the sect did not treat them badly. If it weren't for Jiang Haoyang's ambition, they might have been able to stay safely in the Wuji Sect.
Therefore, the atmosphere was very depressing along the way, especially Zhang Hu, Song Yingjie, and Chu Yulu, who did not know how to face their teacher.
Cheng Ling took everything in his eyes and said nothing to comfort him. The road to spiritual cultivation was full of thorns, and he needed to settle many grievances and make many choices.
For three days in a row, none of the six people said a word, just burying their heads in the road. Finally...three days later, Cheng Ling saw the familiar Shanmen Archway.
When the Shoushan disciple saw the six people coming, he asked: "This is the Wuji Sect, what do these seniors do?"
Cheng Ling winked at Jian Yinghao, who stepped forward and said, "Jian Yinghao, a disciple of Chaoyang Temple, would like to see Immortal Emperor Yunmeng."
"Chaoyang Temple?" The disciple was startled. He glanced at Jian Yinghao and others, and seeing that he could not see through the other party's cultivation level, he hurriedly said: "Senior, please wait a moment while the disciple reports to Immortal Emperor Yunmeng."
Whether it was one of the four superpowers of the Dao Sect in the past, or is now under the banner of the Shangyuan Alliance, the Chaoyang Temple is a powerful force, and it is difficult to refuse such a request.
Sure enough, not long after, the sound-transmitting jade arrow vibrated for a moment, and the disciple said: "Immortal Emperor Yunmeng invited me, a few seniors will follow me."
After saying that, he led everyone to fly towards the mountain gate. It has been hundreds of years since Cheng Ling and others left the Wuji Sect, and the disciples guarding the mountain have changed countless times. Therefore, the disciples did not know him and thought they were all monks from the Chaoyang Temple.
Looking at the familiar scene below, Cheng Ling was quite emotional. I remember that when I first came to Wuji Sect, I was introduced by Zhao Qinglin. From that time on, Mu Jinrong had a high opinion of herself and strongly recommended joining Junzifeng. She also took care of him a lot from then on. Putting aside the grudge between Jiang Haoyang and herself, Mu Jinrong, the junior wife, was very good to her.
Along the way, Cheng Ling was surprised to find that the disciples who guarded the mountain took him not to the sect's main peak, but to Junzi Peak. Could it be that Mu Jinrong had always lived on Junzi Peak?
The group of people slowly landed on the mountainside, where a female cultivator of the Immortal Lord Stage was already waiting. The disciple guarding the mountain bowed and said to the female cultivator: "Senior Sister Lingzhu, these are the seniors of the Chaoyang Temple who have requested to see Immortal Emperor Yunmeng."
Senior sister Lingzhu nodded and said, "Excuse me, junior brother, I will take them to the peak."
"Yes!" The disciple guarding the mountain agreed, and after completing the task, he left immediately.
Senior Sister Lingzhu glanced at Cheng Ling and the others. When she saw Chu Yulu, she showed a trace of doubt, but she didn't say anything. None of the six people's cultivation levels could be seen clearly. They were obviously not ordinary disciples. She immediately gave guidance: "A few of them Senior, please."
After saying that, he led Cheng Ling and others towards the top of the mountain.
Cheng Ling and Chu Yulu looked around from time to time, suppressing the turmoil in their hearts. After not coming back for hundreds of years, the scenery of Junzifeng has not changed much. All the flowers, plants and trees are as they were back then. The scenery evokes emotions, as if I have returned to the time when I was practicing hard...
They all walked very quickly and reached the top of the mountain in less than a quarter of an hour. Looking at the familiar hall in front of them, Cheng Ling gritted his teeth and strode in.
"You...the third child...Yulu..." Before he had time to observe the scene in the hall, a familiar voice sounded.
Chu Yulu looked at Immortal Emperor Yunmeng who was sitting at the top of the table. The tears in her eyes could no longer stop. She slowly knelt down and choked with sobs: "Master... Yulu is back."
Cheng Ling sighed secretly, clasped his hands in his fists, bowed and saluted: "Master's wife... the unworthy disciple Cheng Ling... is back."
