In fact, Ling Feng's blood god clone did not reach the stage of refining blood and pure yang. However, after being tempered by Ling Feng and the power of Zhiyang Dao, the blood evil mana had indeed become much purer. Coupled with the incredibly rich mana of the Blood God clone, he had this illusion. However, Ling Feng naturally had no obligation to tell the other party. He smiled and continued to activate the Blood Flame Divine Sword to turn into a bloody sword light and attack the Lieyang Ancestor.
Ancestor Lieyang also urged the red flying sword in his hand to turn into a red sword light, and started fighting with it.
The two sword lights kept clashing, and the sword energy surged endlessly.
After a moment, the red sword light suddenly dimmed and returned to its original shape, with considerable spiritual damage.
Ancestor Lieyang felt heartbroken and hurriedly recalled Feijian.
The Blood God clone smiled and said: "What, do you still want to compete?"
Ancestor Lieyang said: "I admit defeat in this round. There are still two rounds left. Win two out of three rounds. If you lose, hand over Qiu Yue'e and the murderer who insulted her. If you win, we will turn around and leave!" "
The Blood God clone smiled and said, "Okay, who will come to the second game?"
At this time, an old monk in yellow clothes with a sallow complexion stepped forward, clasped his hands and said: "In the second game, I will take action!"
The blood god clone glanced at the old monk and immediately recognized this person. This person was the Longxiang Holy Monk, the ancestor of Longxiang Temple. He seemed to be thin, but in fact he was an ancestor who was good at refining the golden body and had unparalleled power. Ranked third among the top ten powerful gods, just because he has practiced the Withering and Prosperity Scripture, he is usually in an old age state with restrained vitality. When fighting, he can turn from withering to prosperity, and he can enter the state of adulthood and explode with stronger power. combat effectiveness. He looked at the ancestor Xuan Ming's clone and said: "Xuan Ming, you are also good at body refining, so go and learn the Dragon Elephant Holy Monk's Heavenly Dragon Golden Body and Dragon Elephant's powerful magical power."
Xuan Ming's clone flashed and appeared opposite the Dragon Elephant Holy Monk, saying coldly: "Please enlighten me!"
"please!"
After the Dragon Elephant Holy Monk finished speaking, the Dharma suddenly began to circulate, and dazzling golden light bloomed all over his body. The energy in his body rose rapidly, his muscles quickly bulged, his figure became taller, and his face quickly returned to the appearance of a middle-aged man in his thirties. Immediately, he suddenly punched out, the sound of dragon roar suddenly started, the illusion of Tianlong and White Elephant appeared, and the surging golden fist blasted towards Xuan Ming's clone.
Xuan Ming's clone immediately activated the Xuan Ming Demon Sect's secret skill, Xuan Ming God Demon Body, and a layer of dark golden light suddenly appeared all over his body. The golden fist of the Dragon Elephant Powerful Magical Power hit his body surface, but it only broke through the body protection. The strong energy didn't even hurt the skin.
True Lord Taibai, Grand Ancestor Huangshan, True Lord Qingming and other powerful gods were all dumbfounded. When did Patriarch Xuanming, who was originally ranked seventh among the ten great gods, become so powerful?
In fact, the Xuanming Demon Sect was also the top sect thousands of years ago. Although the powerful Void Refiner was killed, the seventh-level technique of the Xuanming Demonic Body was still passed down. This skill can be used to refine the body of the Xuanming Demon God. It is an unparalleled body training method. However, due to its Xuanyin attribute, the early skills are restrained by Buddhism and some pure yang skills before they are completed. However, after Ling Feng and even the power of Yin Dao tempered this physical body several times, the defensive power of the Xuanming God Demonic Body was significantly increased.
And there is another reason here. As far as saint-level skills are concerned, the most important thing is the inheritance of true meaning, which is the seed of the avenue. For example, this Xuanming Demonic Body, because the Xuanming Demonic Sect's void refining master suddenly encountered an unexpected incident and did not have time to leave the true inheritance, so the technique is incomplete. But Ling Feng's Zhiyin Dao power made up for the missing true meaning of this technique, making it both physical and spiritual, and its power was greatly increased!
Immediately, the Dragon Elephant Holy Monk and Xuan Ming's clone started a terrifying hand-to-hand fight like a mythical beast. They fought for more than ten minutes. The two were fine, but the ground nearby was filled with huge craters from the aftermath of the fight between the two.
At this time, the Dragon Elephant Holy Monk looked at his chest, and a black wound appeared in the tatters of his cassock. He was shocked. The other party's power could even corrode his own indestructible heavenly dragon golden body. It was really terrifying! If the fight continues, both sides will probably suffer losses. Therefore, he clasped his hands together and said, "How about this round being considered a draw?"
Xuan Ming's clone pondered for a moment and said, "Okay!"
Immediately, the two people retreated.
At this time, True Lord Taibai stepped forward with his sword in hand and said: "In this last round, I will be the one to teach the Soul Refining Ancestor's soul-devouring demonic skill!"
However, a black energy rushed out from the ground and condensed into Ling Feng, who was dressed in black. It was his Xuanyin clone. He glanced at True Lord Taibai and said, "No need, this round is up to me!"
Ancestor Lieyang, Holy Monk Longxiang and others looked surprised. Could this man be a new powerful person in the demonic path? However, Ling Feng hid his energy and showed that his strength was not too strong.
Therefore, True Lord Taibai nodded, then said hello, and urged the Gengjin Flying Sword in his hand to turn into a white sword light and slash towards Ling Feng.
Taibai Zhenjun is a sword cultivator, ranked fourth among the gods in terms of strength. His Gengjin Flying Sword is unparalleled in sharpness. Taibai's sword intention is unparalleled and can kill ghosts and gods. Even the third-ranked Dragon Elephant Holy Monk must be dealt with carefully.
However, Ling Feng looked indifferent and directly condensed the extremely powerful spiritual power into a Netherworld hand seal, holding the white flying sword.
The white flying sword trembled violently, releasing immeasurable silver-white Gengjin sword energy. If it were an ordinary Yuan Qi big hand seal, it would be instantly shattered by the sword energy, but Ling Feng's Yuan Shen mana is four times stronger than Zhenjun Taibai. Above, as soon as the Gengjin sword energy emerged, it was annihilated by the incomparably thick Xuanyin magic power.
Immediately, Ling Feng's thoughts moved, and the black Zhiyin True Fire burned, quickly refining the brand of Yuan Shen that Zhenjun Taibai entrusted in the flying sword.
Immediately Lord Taibai vomited a mouthful of blood, and his face became quite pale. He is a sword cultivator. His flying sword was taken away, his soul was injured, and his combat power dropped by at least 30%, or even 40 to 50%. It was obviously impossible to defeat the opponent.
However, the righteous side could not sit back and watch True Lord Taibai lose his flying sword, so the Huangshan Patriarch next to him suddenly used his magic power to condense a golden Wutu handprint and grabbed the Geng Gold Flying Sword.
Ling Feng had expected it, and a black long sword instantly appeared in his hand. He suddenly slashed with the sword, and a Styx sword intention condensed with the power of the Yin Dao and the mana of the soul turned into a mighty black Styx, almost instantly killing Ling Feng. Wutu Mahamudra was defeated and swept towards Huangshan Ancestor.
The ancestor of Huangshan hurriedly activated the magic weapon Huangshan Seal. The fist-sized yellow seal quickly grew into a mountain peak, blocking the mighty Styx River.
However, after only supporting it for a moment, the Huangshan Seal was knocked back to its original shape by the surging Styx Sword Intent. The remaining Styx Sword Intent continued unabated and attacked Huangshan Ancestor.
The ancestor of Huangshan mobilized his magic power to resist, but was instantly defeated by the Styx sword intention, and the remaining sword intention invaded the sea of consciousness. He suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, his face was pale, and he looked shocked. It was really unbelievable. How could this man have such powerful magic power?
Next to them, Ancestor Lieyang, Holy Monk Longxiang, and True Lord Taibai all looked shocked and unbelievable. How could there be such powerful magic power in the realm of refining the void?
