Chapter 411 Soul Killing

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The sword energy was born.

The whole world will no longer be as peaceful as before.

The cold sea water rises with the sword energy and keeps spinning in the air. If someone looks from a distance, they will definitely see this shocking scene like a real dragon sucking water.

The countless thin threads that originally connected the heaven and the earth made a crackling sound, first one, and then countless others broke.

The iceberg in the distance finally revealed its true appearance.

The originally snow-white mountain turned blood red under the penetration of clouds and mist.

The giant ghost-faced flag with a terrifying aura just stood in the sky.

Shen Yu looked calm.

After entering the upper three realms, many powerful sword moves that were once unusable can now be easily used.

Breaking the formation is just an extremely ordinary thing in his eyes, because this is Shen Yu's talent.

See the weakness of anything in the world.

Magical powers have weaknesses, sword moves have weaknesses, and humans have weaknesses.

The weak point of the formation in front of us is the huge ghost-faced flag.

Although the creatures in the blood sea were able to practice formations because of the man who betrayed the three religions one after another, various rare materials were needed to set up the formations.

As for the weapon refining, it was simply shoddy.

Shen Yu looked at the ghost flag, which was made of the rare Yin jade in the world, but it didn't look like a spiritual or magic weapon.

The only thing that surprised Shen Yu was that the ghost flag actually had the main soul of the first three realms.

With the blessing of this main soul and relying on the formation, it is no wonder that even a Confucian gentleman like Lu Wenyu is trapped.

The Qingxuan Sword hangs high.

Shen Yu is still looking.

The position of the ghostly flag wavered.

In the sky, the blood mist revealed an illusory and gloomy smell, but it dispersed and never disappeared, and the entire iceberg flickered.

The sun that was originally hanging in the sky suddenly broke through a thin opening.

The sun shines down, full of light.



"Someone is breaking the formation!"

On the ice field, Gu Chuyuan looked up at the strange phenomenon in the sky and exclaimed.

Dozens of people looked in his direction, and saw rays of light falling from the cracks, and countless ghosts in the blood mist vying to show terrifying expressions.

Roar!

In an instant, these ghosts turned into smoke and dust when they touched the sunlight.

Ghosts and ghosts are afraid of the sun.

Someone struck the weak point of the formation with one sword strike.

No matter how high the blood sea priest's cultivation level is, it is not as high as the sky.

The formation it can set up must only be at a certain height, as long as an entry point is found on the edge of the formation. ..

The sunlight in this world can naturally melt ghosts.

Although Lu Wenyu's expression was calm, there was a storm in his heart.

He knows this.

But he couldn't do it, because Lu Wenyu was not a swordsman. Although the demons retreated with the awe-inspiring aura of cultivation, it was difficult to cut through the formation and connect with the heaven and earth, even if he advanced to the saint realm.

In the world, there are only sword cultivators in the upper three realms.

Only with such powerful destructive power can he concentrate all his strength on a certain point at will.

Lu Wenyu's eyes narrowed slightly.

The person who came was the sword cultivator, and the message asking for help was sent to Lingyin Temple and the Academy. Logically, the people who came should be people from those two places.

But why did it appear before my eyes?

It's a sword cultivator.

Xizhou Buddhism does not like sword cultivators, and Sword Immortal City has a very close relationship with Taoism.

How could he be willing to come forward to save people?

Could there have been other changes in the meantime?

The dozen young disciples were not as complicated as Lu Wenyu thought. Someone came to rescue them at the moment of life and death. This feeling put a smile on everyone's face.

The person who can break through this great formation must be one of the most powerful in the spiritual world.

The creatures in the blood sea are so wanton these days

By abusing the entire Xizhou, even disciples like them from other continents felt extremely humiliated.

When will Linghuang practitioners be invaded by aliens?

Even in ancient times, the two clans of demons and monsters only joined forces at the borders of the Five Continents.

Even most of the time, the human race fought in the hinterlands of those two races.

In the words of a certain Holy Land leader.

There is no need for our human race to defend against it. As long as the battlefield is placed between the demon and demon tribes, there is no need to defend against it.

Just when everyone is happy.

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth and the majestic sword energy began to fall like the sky.

The cracks in the blood mist grew larger and larger, until finally, the entire sun was revealed in front of their eyes.



"How can it be!"

When the three priests saw this scene, their pupils froze, and their faces were full of disbelief. .

This ghost flag is the sacred weapon of the Xituo people.

Moreover, that main soul was entered voluntarily by a certain priest, and even in the entire sea of ​​​​blood, no one could break the blockade of the ghost mist.

What shocked him even more.

That sword energy seemed to be unstoppable.

"Who is it? Is it the arrival of the supreme being of heavenly beings?"

The expression of the three priests changed slightly, but soon he let out a fierce roar, "Even if you are a strong person in the world of heaven and earth, I will sacrifice you as the main soul of my ghost banner."

After a while.

The blood mist rolled violently.

The eyes of the three priests had a lot of murderous intent. They glanced around, and after determining a certain point, they began to shake the ghost flag.

"die!"

The terrifying ghost opened its huge mouth and suddenly rushed forward.

As the formation was repositioned, Lu Wenyu's figure moved.

He didn't want to wait.

Because this is the responsibility of the academy.

Sweeping away all things that break the rules in the world has been the academy's belief over the years, and it is also the Tao in the hearts of every Confucian disciple.

The awe-inspiring aura emanating from Lu Wenyu's body was majestic.

It condenses into a white pillar in the sky, echoing the big sun.

"court death!"

The next moment, the main soul roared and hit the sky pillar.

The whole world suddenly trembled, and the iceberg began to collapse. Gu Chu struggled to avoid the giant ice, with a trace of fear on his face.

The remaining dozen people were not so relaxed, and several people were even hit by giant ice, lying on their backs on the ground and wailing.

Looking at this scene, Lu Wenyu's face showed a trace of anger for the first time.

He looked calm from beginning to end, because it was impossible for a priest of the Blood Sea to have such a powerful attack.

But it was obvious that Lu Wenyu underestimated that man's combat power.

"You monster, how can I let you be so arrogant in this world!"

Lu Wenyu's clothes and robes were swaying in the wind, and his gentle face became serious.

The three priests in the distance had a look of disdain in their eyes, exhaled slightly, and let the main soul deal with the heavenly being.

And all his attention was focused on the man in green shirt in front of him.

With just one glance, the three priests couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

He is so young, but his level of cultivation is much higher than that of several priests. You must know that each of their priests has been practicing for hundreds of years.

A stunning and outstanding person among heavenly beings, he is truly enchanting.

"However, you will die in my formation soon."

The voices of the Xituo people have a stiff taste, that's because they learned the language of gods and humans from the ancient Buddhist monk.

For some reason, after the three priests released the main soul, they did not take the initiative to attack the man in front of them. They just stood in the air with an appreciative expression.

If you can subdue this guy, then your status in the sea of ​​​​blood will improve a lot.

On the other side, Lu Wenyu was entangled by the main soul. Even though he tried his best every time, he still couldn't.

There is a way to disperse that main soul.

A dozen young disciples, including Gu Churan, had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths, and they were all lying on their backs on the ground unable to move.

The hole that had been opened before is now gradually closing.

The sunlight that had fallen also dissipated.

It seems like everything is back to square one.

Lu Wenyu's face became more solemn. He knew that if he couldn't hold on to the main soul, he would inevitably become another soul on the ghost flag.

By then, who else in the entire spiritual wasteland can face the attacks of the two main souls. ..

Beyond the iceberg.

Lu Caiwei looked worried, because at her level, she couldn't see the scene in the distance at all.

It's just that the blood mist that fills the sky is expanding, and the sword light that originally represented light is getting weaker and weaker.

The other party suddenly became stronger, naturally not because of Shen Yu.

It's just that over the years, the creatures in the Blood Sea are still getting used to the environment with spiritual energy for the first time, and the strength of the three priests is still improving.

If his strength increases to the point where he can compete with several Holy Land Lords, and with the help of the Nine Nether Xuanyin Formation, there may only be a few great practitioners in the world who can match him.

But now, that's not what Lu Caiwei is worried about.

But it was Shen Yu. In her eyes, the lives of all people in the world were inferior to Shen Yu's.

what to do.

Lu Caiwei stared straight ahead.

The majestic blood mist became thicker and thicker, and no other color could be seen in the sky, only bright red.

"The secret technique of Taoism."

Shen Yu looked calm.

The guy in front of him not only practiced the magical power of the blood sea, but also the secret technique of the Taoist sect. This was originally a cultivation method of the human race, but at this moment, it was concentrated among the creatures of the blood sea.

This is very strange. The humans of the Xituo Clan in the Blood Sea and the Spiritual Wasteland are two kinds of creatures. They are different in terms of meridians and other aspects. Even if the traitorous Taoist has reached the heavens, there is no way he can change this. physical differences.

Just like the human race cannot practice the demon clan's skills, and the demons cannot practice the human clan's skills.

But the creature in the sea of ​​​​blood in front of him broke this perception.

Those secret techniques represent the power to destroy everything, and the magical power of the Blood Sea allows him to let the main soul in the ghost banner fight Lu Wenyu.

The two are one whole, but they are two separate creatures.

For the first time, a look of appreciation appeared on Shen Yu's face.

That guy is indeed considered the best in the sea of ​​blood.

Soon, the wailing voices of many people came from the iceberg, a kind of horrifying wailing that would only come out when a person is in extreme pain.

The skin on the dozens of young disciples began to crack and fall off, revealing bloody flesh.

Lu Wenyu's face also began to have streaks of blood.

This means that ghosts have begun to invade his body, but behind Lu Wenyu's realm, his attacks were not affected for a short period of time.

And those young disciples are only in the Cave Realm, how can they hold on in the blood mist.

For a time, several disciples were already attacking others crazily.