This demon is a golden-winged roc. With its wings spread out, clouds and water follow it, and its momentum is astonishing.
"Little monk, are you the Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty?" The sharp eagle's beak opened and closed, and the sound of gold and iron could be faintly heard.
"The poor monk Pudu Cihang is the current Great Zhou Imperial Master. Where did you come from, little demon? Tell me your name!" Facing the figure of the big demon that covered the sky and the sun, Su Ming stood in the void with no expression on his face. Moved.
"I am the Golden Roc Demon Emperor, little monk, you must remember this, lest you end up underground and not even know whose hands you died in." After the words fell, the demonic aura of the Golden-winged Dapeng flew into the sky, powerful and mighty. It went straight upward, and then slowly unfolded, as black as ink, turning into demonic clouds one after another, thin and dense, dense and numerous, more than thousands.
All the clouds gathered together in clusters and trembled, but surprisingly there was no beauty at all. Instead, at first glance, they looked like a half-opened and half-closed monster eye, looking down at all living beings from top to bottom.
This eye reflects extremely complex emotions, some are ruthless, some are violent, some are ferocious, some are killing, some are domineering, some are in heaven and earth, and so on, there are countless others.
When he spoke, everyone's attention moved with his voice. Just a glance made people's scalp numb and their hearts trembling.
The ancient aura coming from the Hundred Thousand Mountains is deep and heavy, showing how ferocious and powerful the great demon in the Demon Emperor realm is.
At this moment, the monks who stayed here regretted it extremely. They originally wanted to benefit from the battle between the demon clan and Su Ming, or to understand the mystery of the realm of the soul from their fight.
But now, before the battle started, they already regretted it. If they could turn back time, they would rather they had never been here. Although they were still thousands of miles away from Su Ming and the golden-winged roc, they did not dare to move for fear of being noticed.
After all, the great monsters in the Hundred Thousand Mountains have always been erratic, moody, and unscrupulous. Once they attract attention, even their remaining souls may not be able to escape.
At this moment, the void suddenly exploded, and invisible power extended upward and downward from the center. Fine cracks appeared in the demonic clouds in the sky, as if they had opened their eyes. The next moment, a dazzling light burst out from the demonic pupils. The light was extremely pure, vast, and very ancient, like the eternal black ice in the deepest part of the Far North, as if it was about to freeze the souls of everyone.
Suddenly, the mysterious light flashed away, replaced by a brilliant golden light, extremely hot, like a small sun, gathering and burning, even the void was distorted and deformed.
The two kinds of light, black and white, alternately disappear at an incredible speed, causing the surrounding energy to change like the two heavens of ice and fire, which is unimaginable.
At this moment, the human monks present could not even move. The crisis of death suddenly enveloped their hearts, and their thoughts were stagnated at the previous moment.
"Haha, what Pudu Cihang, the Great Zhou Imperial Master is, is a joke." The golden-winged roc smiled proudly, flapped its wings, and rushed towards Su Ming. Its bloody mouth opened wide, as if it wanted to swallow Su Ming together with the people here. The human monk swallowed it in one gulp.
Domineering, cruel, and full of evil spirits.
Unbridled, unruly and wild.
The whole world, in an instant, the celestial phenomena changed drastically, black clouds were thickening, violent winds and rain came, and an unprecedented depression rushed over, and the essence was as solid and omnipresent.
A look of surprise flashed in Su Ming's eyes, and he slowly took a step back, narrowly avoiding the bloody mouth of the golden-winged roc.
An invisible ripple spread throughout the space, and in an instant, the Yin and Yang energy that enveloped him instantly disintegrated, and the monks who were bound thousands of miles away were also released.
However, when the monks had just escaped from the predicament and were about to flee in the face of a life-and-death crisis, the raging evil wind still hit them relentlessly, blowing them to pieces and falling into the mouth of the golden-winged roc in an instant.
A few monks made a prompt decision and directly used their trump cards or the blood escape method to escape thousands of miles away in an instant, feeling extremely shocked.
One step slower and they will be dead!
"Leave quickly, this is not a place for you to stay for a long time." Su Ming glanced around, shook his head, and with a flick of his sleeve, the monks here were instantly transported thousands of miles away. At the same time, a Buddha seal with the character "卍" stood directly in front of the Golden-winged Dapeng, making it unable to pursue it.
Su Ming did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him, but turned around and looked somewhere in the void, his eyes neither sad nor happy, "If you want to fight, come together, don't hide!"
Just as the words fell, the next moment, a sword roar sounded from the sky.
I saw a bloody sword hanging in the void, gorgeous and exquisite, like a perfect work of art.
The thin blade is like a cicada's wing. Frost patterns are engraved on it, and the blood energy is rising. A huge ferocity and terror are faintly revealed on the blade. Just a trace of energy leaked can stir up the world. Discoloration.
The moment the blood sword appeared, a river of blood hung upside down in the void. The dazzling blood light filled the sky. The sunlight faded away, replaced by a ferocious tide of blood. Blood lotuses bloomed in the blood, exuding the fragrance of blood.
This blood river is only available after practicing the blood nerves of the demon sect. Usually the core disciples will have such a blood river to protect themselves. The blood in the blood river is extremely filthy. If the monks accidentally get it, it will invade the body. The dyeing machine, if not careful, can even destroy Daoji, which is very sinister.
In addition, blood and water will also tarnish the spirituality of magic weapons. After most magic weapons are washed with blood and water, their spirituality will definitely be greatly reduced, and it may be normal for them to drop a level.
But the blood river in front of him was of extremely high quality and already had the potential of a magic weapon, but it was just an anomaly caused by a sword.
"Little monk, I only throw out one sword. If you can catch it, you will live. If you cannot catch it, you will die!" The cold voice was cold, stern and overbearing, leaving no room for choice.
Su Ming smiled slightly and didn't take it seriously at all. If he saw it correctly, this sword was the Demon Sect's precious blood sword. Needless to say, the person who spoke out was the leader of the Demon Sect, Xue Bu. dye.
Legend has it that when the leader of the Demon Sect came to power, he almost slaughtered all the Demon Sect disciples of his generation. After he ascended to the Realm of the Soul, the blood of the Demon Sect's enemies almost filled the blood river.
Unstained by blood, it’s not just about his sword, it’s also about his people. As his enemy, either you will be stained with blood, or your enemy will be stained with blood.
Originally, the leader of the Demon Cult was not called by this name. It was not until later that the world of cultivators called him that. Until now, their real names have long been forgotten by the world, leaving only the name of Bloodless.
"The First Cause of All Realms"
However, wanting to kill him with just a Blood Divine Sword would be looking down on Su Ming too much!
What he cares more about than the Blood God Sword is the golden-winged roc in front of him. The bloodline of this golden-winged roc seems to be somewhat special. It can actually control the power of yin and yang, which is extremely rare in the world of immortality.
