The moment the Zhuxian Sword broke, Song Xing, who was closest to it, could clearly see that the blood flowing from the beast god was being swallowed bit by bit from the gap in the sword body.
In the fine mark on the sword blade, the red light gradually changed from light to thick. At the same time, it was strange like blood flowing through the blood vessels. From the fine mark, the subtle blood color began to spread, from both sides of the fine mark. , flowing rapidly towards both ends of the sword blade.
The simple blade slowly became covered in blood red.
With the surge of blood, the power in the body of the beast god seemed to be flowing continuously. An extremely terrifying aura was released from the broken long sword. The pressure caused the people standing around it to The crowd felt an inexplicable sense of horror in their hearts.
Song Xing felt that the sword he was clenching in his palm was getting hot. He seemed to be aware of his emotional changes, and it kept trembling, as if trying to break free from Song Xing's control.
Next, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword slowly underwent its own transformation, and the faint blood color finally dyed the entire blade red. The originally simple ancient sword had now turned into a weird and mysterious blood-red sword.
The sword light was red, flowing slowly, almost like the eyes of a reborn devil, slowly waking up and looking at the surrounding things.
The long sword was slowly raised, and a drop of scarlet blood floated out from the long sword, suspended in the air, and landed on the forehead of the beast god.
In an instant, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Only this drop of blood shimmered in the air with a coquettish blood light. Even the eyes of the beast god glowed with a bloodthirsty cold light.
After the drop of blood blended into the eyebrows of the beast god, it shook violently, roared to the sky, and endless black energy filled the air and enveloped the surrounding areas.
A strange whistling sound rang out from the Ancient Zhuxian Sword, the red light became brighter and brighter, and all the endless black energy on the Beast God's body was sucked into the sword.
As the suction force on the Zhuxian Sword becomes stronger and stronger, the aura on the Beast God's body becomes weaker and weaker.
Seeing that the defeat was certain, the Beast God laughed miserably, and instead let go of resistance, pouring all the hostility in his body towards the Immortal Killing Sword.
"A stone sword made of the most ferocious anger in the world, coupled with my endless violence, hahaha, I really want to see if you can subdue the most ferocious sword spirit in the world!!"
After he finished speaking, his eyelids slowly closed, and his body suddenly collapsed, turning into flying ash.
The extremely manic anger and evil and cold aura that filled the void also disappeared.
Song Xing didn't pay much attention to the death of the Beast God. In his eyes, the Zhuxian Ancient Sword exuded blood-red light, vaguely like a demon grinning with its bloody mouth open, and was about to devour him.
Endless rage flowed back from the Zhu Xian Sword into his body, and he finally understood why no one had been able to control the Zhu Xian Sword for thousands of years since Qingye Zhenren.
Members of the Qingyun Sect who are below the level of Taiqing Realm are afraid that the moment they come into contact with the Zhuxian Sword, they will be overwhelmed by the terrifying and violent energy contained in the sword for thousands of years and lose their minds.
“Give me the town!!”
Feeling the ferocity of the Zhuxian Sword, Song Xing snorted coldly, and the magic power cultivated in the Taishang Sutra circulated in his body. Immediately, an endless cool breath came. He felt that the boiling anger in his body suddenly calmed down a lot, and his whole body Everything becomes transparent.
A ball of purple-gold energy condensed in the sky, turning into a vague image of a god. His eyes bloomed with purple-gold divine radiance, piercing straight towards the Immortal Killing Sword.
The Zhuxian Sword whistled softly, and the blood-red color on its surface gradually receded.
But the purple-gold phantom of the god also dimmed, as if it might collapse at any time.
There was a hint of surprise on Song Xing's face. He didn't expect that the "Zhen" tactic that he had spent decades practicing could only temporarily seal the vicious energy in the Zhuxian Sword. If he wanted to truly subdue the Zhuxian Sword, , is far from enough.
But for now, it is enough to temporarily stop the rampage of the Zhuxian Sword.
Otherwise, Daoxuan will be unable to control the Immortal Killing Sword when he is seriously injured. After receiving all the vicious energy of the Beast God, if the Immortal Killing Sword loses control, I am afraid that the Qingyun Mountains will be barren of grass today and all life will be wiped out.
Song Xing's raised left hand bloomed with golden light, forming golden talismans in the air and falling towards the quiet Zhuxian Sword.
Although the Zhuxian Sword was still humming softly and unwilling to surrender, when those spells fell on it, it was as silent as the spring breeze blowing over the willow trees. No matter how hard it struggled, it had no effect.
Soon, all the talismans were printed on the Zhuxian Sword. The light of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword completely converged and returned to its original appearance. Everything returned to normal.
A streak of red energy, crystal clear, was sucked out by Song Xing from the sword mark of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword and blended into the countless talismans.
Then, after the transformation of the talisman, it turned into the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth and fed it back into Song Xing's body, which actually replenished some of the mana he originally consumed in controlling the Immortal Killing Sword.
It's just that the violent energy in the Zhuxian Sword is really huge, and what the talisman can convert is just the tip of the iceberg. It can only suppress the violent energy temporarily and slowly refine it in the future.
The red light on the Zhuxian Ancient Sword gradually returned to its simple appearance from the dazzling red light at its peak, which also made the Qingyun Sect members who had been paying attention to the battle relieved.
In today's battle at Qingyun Mountain, the beast monster's combat power was unexpectedly strong, causing tragic casualties to Zhengdao.
Even Daoxuan, the top master of the Righteous Way, was seriously injured in the hands of the Beast God while holding the Zhuxian Sword. If Song Xing hadn't appeared in Qingyun Sect at the last moment, I'm afraid the Righteous Way would have been wiped out in Qingyun Mountain today.
At the thought of this, everyone was immediately frightened.
The sky was bright, the sky was clear and the sun was bright, suddenly there was a huge thunder in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, wind and clouds were rolling in from all directions, the color of the sky and the earth changed rapidly, and the black clouds hung low and gathered on the top of Qingyun Mountain.
Dark and thick clouds are rolling endlessly, electric snakes are intertwined, strong winds are rising, and a heavy downpour is about to fall on Qingyun Mountain.
"Heavenly calamity?" Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts beat violently. For some reason, they felt a little bit ominous.
A strong wind blew up, causing sand to fly and rocks to fly. Along with the sudden wind and rain, thunder and lightning roared, the sky and the earth roared, and the violent storm suddenly poured down.
In the pouring rain, black clouds hung low in the sky, covering the blue clouds, as if it were late at night, and you couldn't see your fingers.
Song Xing stood in the void holding the Zhuxian Sword, but the rain falling down could not come within ten feet of him.
He looked at the Qingyun Mountains at his feet, and his heart moved slightly: "Will the anger of thousands of years be vented, causing strange phenomena in the world?"
Suddenly, black clouds surged in the sky, and a thick thunderbolt pierced the sky and suddenly fell down towards Song Xing head-on.
This thunderbolt was three feet wide, like a dragon, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, and fell to Qingyun Mountain.
The ground trembled, and the entire Qingyun Mountain Range seemed unable to withstand this huge power. Cracks spread out, and the entire Qingyun Mountain Range seemed to be blown into two halves.
(End of chapter)
