A pillar of blood completely covered Xiao Li and Pei Feng.
"Feng'er, leave quickly!"
"Junior brother..."
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Xiao Li finally understood that Pei Feng was not holding him to say goodbye to him, but that Pei Feng actually wanted to die with him!
"Brother, no!"
In the blood column, Pei Feng pressed Xiao Li tightly under him. At this moment, Xiao Li has been locked by the Shura Seal. He has no strength to get rid of Pei Feng and can only let out mournful shouts.
"Xiao Li, I won't let you die."
A faint layer of colorful divine light appeared outside Pei Feng's body, covering him and Xiao Li.
Pei Feng bets Xiao Li's chance of survival on his divine sword runes. This was his last trump card, and even though he wasn't sure, he still wanted to give it a try.
Although there are few divine sword runes in Pei Feng's body, they are the rules of the divine weapon after all, and the Shura Seal is an immortal weapon.
Pei Feng believed that this was the same as Xiaoli's roar just now to scare away the beasts.
Xiao Li's cultivation level is far inferior to those of those beast kings. But his bloodline can crush those high-level spiritual beasts.
The level of the divine weapon is also higher than that of the immortal weapon. When the immortal weapon encounters the aura of the divine weapon, it should lower its arrogant head.
Suddenly, Pei Feng felt that the number of divine sword runes in his body was increasing rapidly, and the power of each rune was several times stronger than before.
"This is……"
A plaintive voice appeared in Pei Feng's mind.
"Little demon. You are looking for death again. How can the divine sword runes in your body block the Shura Seal!"
"Ling'er! Ling'er, you are back." Pei Feng was overjoyed.
In Pei Feng's Jiuming Demon Palace, Tian Ling'er sat cross-legged. Colorful runes flew out of Tian Ling'er's body and merged into various acupuncture points on Pei Feng's body.
"If I don't come back, you will die!"
"I knew you wouldn't leave me behind."
Tian Ling'er didn't have time to continue nagging Pei Feng. It's a joke for Pei Feng to fight against a real fairy weapon with the power of runes he currently has in his body.
Those seven-colored divine light can barely withstand the blow of the physical calamity monk. And a true immortal weapon is such a heaven-defying existence.
The only hope is that the divine weapon can suppress the level of the immortal weapon.
"Little demon, you hold on." After Tian Ling'er said that, he disappeared from Pei Feng's demon palace. When she reappeared, her body became completely transparent, leaving only a faint outline.
This form of Ling'er was even the first time Pei Feng had seen.
"Little thing, get out of here quickly." This was Ling'er's voice that Pei Feng sensed. What Pei Feng heard in his ears was the roar of swords.
The sword chant fell, and a strange outline appeared in the blood column. It seemed to have the appearance of a demon, but its interior was also transparent.
Pei Feng learned from Ling'er's thoughts that this transparent form was the most primitive form of the weapon spirit.
The demon's outline was much smaller than Ling'er's. This is because Linger has not grown to his peak state. Otherwise, the spirit of the little fairy weapon would not be worthy of appearing in front of Tian Ling'er.
The weapon spirit of Shura Seal also began to make sounds. It was the sound of metal rubbing against each other, very harsh.
Then the sound of swords and metal friction came and went.
The two weapon spirits seemed to be quarreling. Pei Feng's body was suffering tremendous pain. He no longer had the intention to sense the conversation between Ling'er and the weapon spirit. He just heard the sound of the sword gradually overpowering the harsh metal friction sound.
Pei Feng felt a force tearing at every inch of his skin, as if he had fallen into a colony of sky-devouring ants and was being eaten by countless sky-devouring ants.
The colorful divine light outside Pei Feng's body quickly dimmed. Blood beads had already condensed outside his and Xiao Li's bodies. The huge pain made Pei Feng's consciousness gradually blur. When he looked at Xiao Li, he had completely passed out.
"Ice!"
Before Pei Feng fell into coma, he summoned all the Wanzai Xuanbing in the Demon Palace and froze his and Xiaoli's bodies. He knew that Wanzai Xuanbing could never completely stop the Asura Seal's monstrous blood. But this magical power can also buy Ling'er some time.
At the same time, high in the sky, the skin all over Qing Shui's body had turned into blood drops, leaving his body inch by inch. What then decomposed were his muscles.
All the blood in the Shura Seal was sucked into Ye Canghai's palm. There seems to be an empty space in his palm that can accommodate all things in the world.
His expression could no longer be seen from Qing Shui's skinless face. And his spirit that floated out of his body was roaring in pain.
"No way. No way!"
"Even the Immortal Lord cannot destroy the Shura Seal."
"Who are you? Who are you?"
Ye Canghai did not look back. He could no longer take his eyes away from Long Er's face. He wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and slowly called out the name, "Azu!"
Long Er's expression remained indifferent.
Ye Canghai increased the suction power in his hand and said: "Azu, I have told you a long time ago that your second disciple is not as good as Tianxing."
This was the first time Long Er met Ye Canghai. But she also felt the deep feelings this man had for the Azu Immortal Lord in her previous life.
"I'm not her."
"Of course I know you are her reincarnation, and you are the one I am looking for."
"Are you Xiaoyao Immortal Lord?" Long Er asked.
Ye Canghai nodded heavily. In order to increase Long Er's favorability towards him, Ye Canghai added: "Now, I am the Immortal Emperor."
As soon as these words came out, Qing Shui's soul immediately stopped shouting. He turned and laughed, "I see, Ye Xiaoyao, you are not dead, you are not dead! Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao! Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao! Hahaha... Hahaha..."
Qing Shui's sad laughter became weaker and weaker until it disappeared completely. All the blood in the Shura Seal turned into nothingness in Ye Canghai's palm, and Qingshui's body and soul also fell into nothingness.
From the beginning to the end, Ye Canghai never glanced at Qing Shui.
In the eyes of an Immortal Emperor, Qing Shui is indeed not enough. Ye Canghai could actually slap Qing Shui to death with one palm, but he didn't do that. He didn't bother to kill a little land god with his own hands. He chose to let Qing Shui activate the Shura Seal, and then died in the rusty broken box.
Or perhaps, Ye Canghai thought that offering sacrifices to Shura Seal should be Qing Shui's final destiny.
Long Er smiled faintly at Ye Canghai: "I heard my mentor talk about you on the Divine Beast Island."
Ye Canghai's heart couldn't help but beat faster.
"You are not as handsome as your teacher said." In Long Er's opinion, Ye Canghai's appearance is far worse than that of his young master Pei Feng.
"Well...it's all because the old bastard is not good at his craftsmanship. I was very handsome a thousand years ago."
"Aren't you going to save the ancient fire wind you brought?"
Ye Canghai looked indifferent, "He can't die."
Long Er said: "Isn't Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao not interested in interfering with the way of heaven?"
Long Er knew that when a monk reached the level of Immortal Emperor, he would cause heavenly chaos with just a slight move. In order to take the last step smoothly, they would never change the way of heaven unless they had to. Moreover, an Immortal Emperor can peek into the short-term future with just a few tricks.
Unexpectedly, Ye Canghai said: "Old Zamao asked me to bring Xiao Li out. Old Zamao will not let him come out to die. As for the little bastard..." Ye Canghai glanced down and smiled, "Honey, you have something. I don’t know, but that kid has already died once, and his life is very tough.”
The word "wife" made Long Er displeased. Long Er and Pei Feng have the same temperament, and they don't have much respect for Ye Canghai just because of his Immortal Emperor cultivation.
Ye Canghai laughed and apologized.
Long Er said solemnly: "So, in the eyes of Immortal Emperor Xiaoyao, I am the only one who needs to be rescued."
Ye Canghai was suddenly speechless. Of course he knew that Long Er was protected by important treasures. There was the reincarnation mark left by the Dragon Ancestor on Long Er's back, and there was an innate artifact, the Ancestral Dragon Ball, between his eyebrows. The Shura Seal was nothing more than scrap metal in front of these two heavy treasures, and there was no way it could hurt Long Er.
He appeared in front of Long Er, naturally to show his strength in front of Long Er to gain favor. On the other hand, he really didn't want to let the dirty blood stain Long Er's holy body. But these words cannot be stated clearly.
Long Er ignored Ye Canghai and slowly fell downwards.
Ye Canghai's head was full of black lines, and his actions didn't seem to win Long Er's favor. He had no choice but to follow Long Er and fall down.
At this moment, the divine beast Bi Fangniao, which was possessed by the Soul-Capturing Gu, had turned into a pool of blood and merged into the Shura Seal.
The column of blood covering Xiao Li and Pei Feng gradually dissipated.
What shocked everyone was that the two young men were lying on the ground safe and sound. Their breathing was steady and they just fell into coma.
