The only difference in the fusion of blood is the sequence, and there is nothing else to pay special attention to.
After finishing this step, the Sixth Elder slowly turned around and looked at the only passage leading to the Blood Palace, with a teasing sneer on his lips.
The blood fermentation process takes half an hour, but how long does it take to deal with three ants?
The Sixth Elder felt that there was no need to think about this kind of problem at all, because it could not constitute a problem at all.
"Shanting!"
After galloping all the way, the young man was the first to rush to the Sixth Elder who was waiting for help.
The sword chant of Qingxuan Sword resounded through the sky, and the sword light flashed. The young man stepped hard on the ground with both feet, and leaped into the air more than ten meters high. In an instant, he pointed down the long sword, and the spiritual sword breathed murderous intent and stabbed straight down. The sword move was like a mountain pavilion suddenly falling down, with a deafening bang.
"How dare you swing a sword at me even though you are a martial artist?" The Sixth Elder snorted coldly, raised his hand and punched out, actually using his physical fist to fight against the spiritual sword.
This is a confrontation between internal power and magic power, and a terrifying energy storm breaks out and sweeps across in an instant.
"Shan Qing!"
The young man who had already cracked the tiger's mouth and oozed blood turned around while guarding his sword. He let out a roar and the sword light swirled around him. Sword marks were carved all around him. At a glance, it was like a green mountain suppressing his body. The power of his sword moves was even stronger. It appears to be endless and impervious to all evil. As a peak, the light of the sword is like an avalanche.
"roll!"
The Sixth Elder, who had reached the fourth level of wind control, had a face as cold as frost, and the magic power around him shot out like a tsunami, sending the young man flying straight away.
Withdrawing his hand again, the Sixth Elder's expression was as gloomy as water.
The right palm was actually injured.
"It's that sword. It looks familiar. Could it be..."
The Sixth Elder narrowed his eyes. He didn't care at all about the attacks at the normal Dengtang level. Although he was not a warrior, he dared to resist. But this time he suffered a secret loss, but his mood was ups and downs, and he became excited instantly.
"call out!"
But before the sixth elder could finish his exclamation, a harsh sound suddenly rang through his ears.
They were two red lights, like meteors that suddenly appeared at night, roaring towards them.
After suffering the first loss, the Sixth Elder was determined not to make the same mistake again. His body instantly fell backwards and flew out. Demonic energy billowed around his body, and he transformed into seven or eight skeletons holding knives to chase after him.
However, the red glow was like a butterfly fluttering among the flowers, swaying in the blink of an eye, passing through the dense crowd of skeletons holding swords, chasing after the six elders' pipa bones.
"roll!"
The sixth elder still spoke concisely. With a loud roar and a push of his hands, the powerful magic roared and dozens of chains shot out from within, entangled in an instant like a bird cage catching butterflies.
This is one of the secret arts of the Refining Heart Sect [Refining the Heart Lock].
Jiang Chuyao has an agile figure and a steady gaze. The girl's babble disappears without a trace during the battle. She always taps the chain close to her with her toes or a dagger at the last moment, and uses the force to bounce it away, like an antelope hanging on it. Horns, traces elusive.
"snort!"
The Sixth Elder snorted coldly, controlling dozens of heart-refining locks to close at the same time with both hands. The heart-refining locks were tangled together like a huge fishing net whizzing towards Jiang Chuyao.
"break!"
At the critical moment, a girl dressed in red appeared and jumped down from the air. The broad sword in her hand was powerful and heavy. Compared with the past, there were wind-like spiritual energy fluctuations in her hands, making the broad sword in her hand feel as light as heavy. , heavy and light at the same time, crackling in the roar, and dozens of heart-training chains broke one after another.
Taking this opportunity, Jiang Chuyao stepped on Murong Yu's shoulder to gain strength. The moment her body flew out, her figure was visually distorted, as if she was about to disappear from the world, and the light and shadow became much lighter.
The Sixth Elder's heart gradually became serious. He used his strong magic power to condense into a pair of huge black wings behind him. He suddenly soared into the air during the flapping, then opened his hands with force, and then suddenly closed them again. The magic power behind him turned into a demonic wolf looking up to the sky. Roaring angrily, he opened his bloody mouth and pounced on Jiang Chuyao.
"puff!"
The sharp wolf claws were like several scimitars, and Jiang Chuyao's figure was torn apart, and blood could even be seen spilling. But what made the sixth elder's pupils shrink was that the blurry Jiang Chuyao in his field of vision actually appeared in an instant. At the same time as he disappeared, Jiang Chuyao reappeared within two meters behind him, spitting out two bright red daggers with murderous intent that made the Sixth Elder's hair stand on end.
Boom...
A terrifying roar erupted in an instant. A wing that was completely condensed with demonic energy was split and broken, and the demonic energy poured out like blood.
At the same time, Jiang Chuyao fell from mid-air to the ground, vomiting blood and looking pale. However, half-kneeling on the ground, she still stared at the Sixth Elder swaying in the sky, as if she was waiting for the chance to make a killing blow. .
Not far away, young Yun Tianfeng got up from the ground. He shook his hands, and the blood on the tiger's mouth quickly solidified and formed scabs.
When his eyes fell on Jiang Chuyao, he could clearly see blood flowing across Jiang Chuyao's side waist, and there were several long cuts, which were caused by the tearing of the demon wolf transformed by the demonic energy.
There was no danger to his life, and he could still manage to take one shot with all his strength. Yun Tianfeng made an instant judgment.
Looking at the battlefield again, every strike of Murong Yu's broad sword was like a roaring river, with the power of a tsunami and landslide, and he was able to bear the Sixth Elder's spell attacks and keep approaching.
It is hard to imagine that this is a petite girl. The broadsword is taller and wider than her, but it is powerful in her hand. Sometimes it is like a door panel and shield, and sometimes it is like a heavy hammer that keeps hitting it. It can always maintain absolute safety within a one-meter radius of its location.
"Much stronger than imagined."
Yun Tianfeng's spiritual consciousness fully monitored the battlefield. He did not take action rashly at this time, but was looking for opportunities. At the same time, he also saw that although Murong Yu fought steadily, the warrior ultimately suffered the loss of the fighting distance. When she steadily took a step forward, , the Sixth Elder has even taken several steps back. If it lasts for a long time, when Murong Yu's physical strength declines, he will be unable to resist the Sixth Elder's attack.
Got it!
Suddenly, Yun Tianfeng rushed forward and gave Jiang Chuyao a look when he passed by Jiang Chuyao. He believed that Jiang Chuyao could understand what he meant.
At the same time, Yun Tianfeng leaned forward and ran, running along the trajectory of a crescent moon. At a certain moment, he suddenly stopped. All the internal energy in his body was mobilized and poured into his right foot. During the sudden step, the ground roared and exploded, and spider web-like cracks spread out instantly. Far away.
Yun Tianfeng himself was like a cannonball being ejected among the lightning flints, and the Qingxuan Sword in his hand stabbed straight out, heading towards the position captured and analyzed by his spiritual consciousness at an absolute straight-line burst speed.
This is [Explosive Step].
"puff!"
The black cloth was cut without any suspense when the long sword was cut, and the dark skin rolled up to both sides, revealing the bright red flesh and bones inside.
This sword caught the Sixth Elder off guard. He only had time to dodge his vitals in the flash of lightning, but his arm was almost severed.
"Shu Zi, you are looking for death."
The sixth elder was furious and barely managed to stabilize his body in mid-air. Then he left Murong Yu alone, who was more than ten meters away, and turned around to kill the young man who had just stood on the ground.
At this moment, the Sixth Elder punched out, but it was not a physical fight, but under this punch, the demon wolf reappeared, three or four meters tall, and wanted to tear the boy who stabbed him into pieces.
"Be careful." A little further away, Murong Yu was shocked and shouted.
Yun Tianfeng felt the remaining internal power in his body. He was confident that he would once again use the movement technique [explosive step] obtained from the mysterious black shadow senior to avoid this attack, but the corner of his eye glanced at Jiang Chuyao's position, and his hands He narrowed his eyes slightly, gritted his teeth, and used the [Shan Qing] style of the Qingshan Sword Technique again.
The demonic wolf roared towards him, its sharp claws kept slicing away the sword light that was spinning around Yun Tianfeng's body. It raised its ferocious mouth to the sky and let out a wolf howl, and then bit down fiercely.
Yun Tianfeng retracted his sword to block, and with a bang, the Qingxuan Sword trembled. The huge force hit Yun Tianfeng's chest through the Qingxuan Sword, making him feel as if he had been hit by a huge boulder, and his body slid backwards along the ground uncontrollably. More than ten meters away, a bloody lake almost fell.
During this confrontation, Yun Tianfeng felt that all his internal organs were in burning pain, and several ribs in his chest were broken, making it difficult to even stand up.
The Sixth Elder's eyes were gloomy. His inevitable killing move was once again escaped by this ant in the palace realm. This made him furious inside. But when he was about to pursue him again, the wind suddenly howled behind him.
Murong Yu controlled the rhythm of his breathing, holding the broad sword tightly with both hands. The sword came out like a blood moon falling into the sky. Two different energies roared out from different meridians at the same time, wrapping around the sword body, making the sword Two different colors of sword energy are released.
The first type of sword energy is crimson red, which is formed by the internal energy of human blood. It roars out like a bloody phoenix.
The second type of sword energy is azure in color, and is the fairy spiritual power within the glazed sea of energy. When it roars out, it resembles a blue dragon, chirping with the phoenix.
The next moment, dragons and phoenixes roared together, and the two forces collided with each other, turning into a terrifying tearing storm, instantly tearing apart the sixth elder's confident magic shield, and slashing down from the sixth elder's back.
Peng Peng Peng Peng Peng...
After all, the Sixth Elder is a master of the fourth level of the Wind Control Realm. Under Murong Yu's attack, which can even instantly kill a strong person on the second level of the Wind Control Realm, dozens of magic powers appeared in the back of the Sixth Elder in an instant. The shield exploded in a series of tears, reducing the killing power of the sword, turning this fatal blow into a heavy injury.
"Ah..." The Sixth Elder looked up to the sky and roared in anger. He turned his head and stared at Murong Yu, who could barely hold the broad sword in his hand, with cold eyes. He showed a bloody smile: "You are all going to die."
At this moment, the Sixth Elder was too close to Murong Yu. In order to stop the Sixth Elder from chasing Yun Tianfeng, Murong Yu had already attacked with all his strength. At this moment, he was exhausted and exhausted, and had lost the power to resist.
It can be said that at this moment, Murong Yu's life and death were almost in the hands of the Sixth Elder.
But just when the Sixth Elder was about to take action...
"boom!"
A crisp sound exploded in the heart of the sixth elder like a sudden thunder, and he turned his head in disbelief.
The boy who had been severely injured appeared at the edge of the barrier at this moment. At his feet was a large vat mixed with ten kinds of dirty blood. However, the vat was now broken, and the dirty blood inside was slowly flowing along the gaps in the blue bricks on the ground. When it came out, the foul smell wafted in the wind.
The young man squinted his bleeding eyes, split the corners of his blood-stained mouth, revealing his blood-stained teeth, and smiled.
"ah!!!"
The Sixth Elder was furious, his reason was shattered under the impact of emotions, his eyes were as red as blood, and his faith was about to collapse.
The sect had been preparing for so many years and finally found this place. It was about to release the 'Devil God' they believed in. At such a critical moment, it was destroyed by this damn young man. This was the hope of nearly ten thousand people in the sect. It would be almost impossible to find such an opportunity in the future, how could he not be angry.
"Old man, has anyone ever told you that you are very noisy!"
Rage brings emotional control and mental breakdown.
Two blood-colored daggers, one pierced the sixth elder's right temple and the other pierced his neck. The pale girl pressed against the back of the sixth elder Xue Hulacha and pulled away the dagger the moment the words fell. , and drive backwards.
The Sixth Elder looked ferocious and his eyes widened with anger. His distorted eyes glanced at the girl kneeling on the ground holding a broad sword, the young man holding his chest with one hand and coughing up blood while holding the spiritual sword with the other, and the young man who had just stepped back but no longer had the strength to stand still. The pale girl fell directly to the ground.
