As soon as the old man finished speaking, he walked over step by step through the air. Every time he took a step, dark ripples would ripple under his feet. With a jumping movement, his figure disappeared in an instant.
Without Ziyue's help, he no longer had the ability he had before. The old man's speed had exceeded what the naked eye could capture. It should be said that the gap in Ling Chen's strength was too big.
"ah…"
"Old guy, let her go!"
A scream came from below. Ling Chen looked down and saw the old man pinching Ling Ting's neck with one hand and forcefully pulling her out of the Sword Art Formation.
The sudden change was something no one expected. The old man actually chose to attack them first and ignored Ling Chen.
"Let her go? Of course!"
The old man was so ruthless that he didn't even say a word to Ling Chen and the others. With everyone's eyes on him, he grabbed Ling Ting's neck hard with his palm and broke it.
His eyes were bloodshot and protruding, his neck was twisted and blood spurted out, and he fell from the sky like a kite with a broken string. Ling Chen never expected that this old guy would suddenly attack his relatives.
Ling Ting was the granddaughter of the Eighth Elder, and her parents gave birth to such a precious daughter. She loved her dearly since she was a child, and she also grew up with Ling Chen's childhood sweethearts.
Now he was watching his relatives die in front of him. His eyes were blood red and his whole body was trembling. He roared and killed.
"Old guy! I'll kill you!"
Seeing Ling Chen coming towards him filled with rage, he took a step back with a cruel smile and disappeared. Ling Ao and others were also helping to find traces of the old man. They were equally sad and angry but unable to stop him.
"He's there...no good...what is he doing?"
Everyone looked down and saw Ling Ting's body falling to the ground. The old man squatted there and picked up the body. He raised his hand and pressed it on her chest, with seals carved on it.
Ling Ting's eyes opened strangely, but they were full of bloodshot eyes before death, and her neck was swelling and shrinking constantly, as if she was about to recover, but her eyes had no energy at all. Ziyue said loudly, "Master, stop him , he is refining a puppet!"
"What?"
Ling Chen was furious when he heard this. He actually dared to refine his relatives into puppets in front of him. This was something he could not tolerate.
But this person's refining technique was too fast. After all, it was already a corpse. When Ling Chen came to kill him in a rage, Ling Ting's corpse stood up tremblingly. There were strange lines engraved on the neck, which looked a bit like a rose. , but the color is black.
What's even more unbelievable is that after being refined into a puppet, Ling Ting actually retained all her strength. At the same time, she raised her hand to summon her flying sword, stared at him with blood-red eyes, and suddenly stepped on the ground to kill him.
"Although the refining was a little hasty, it's still pretty good. Next is you!" The old man's eyes fell on Ling Ao and others.
After all, Ling Ting's level was low, and Ling Chen had the blessing of formations and was facing his own relatives. Even though he had been refined into a puppet, he was still reluctant to use magic weapons to deal with her.
Square sword wall!
This was a move that Mu Ling'er only knew. Ling Chen had learned it secretly and had not used it a few times. He saw the magic weapon in his hand flying into the air, spinning around Ling Ting, and then split into four.
The four swords turned into barriers at the same time, trapping Ling Ting directly inside. The top and bottom combined into a cage. She used the Lingtian Sword Technique like crazy inside, and gasped loudly from her mouth.
The old man was just about to make a move when Ling Chen stood in front of him and said angrily, "Old guy, your opponent is me!" But this man had no intention of fighting him.
"Little baby, I really want to see if your relatives die in front of you, but you can't do anything. Will you collapse into despair? Why don't you kneel down and beg me? Maybe they... "Before the old man finished speaking, a sword blade struck down on his head.
He just raised his hand and flicked the sword, and the blade was directly thrown away. At the same time, he sidestepped to avoid the sword in Ling Chen's hand, dodging attacks from left and right, but he did not take out his magical weapon.
The battle on Ziyue's side was also coming to an end. The monster was entangled tightly with chains and could not break free. It kept twisting its body in the air, and at the same time burst out bursts of terrifying evil energy. It wanted to break free from the chains, but it just failed. It's all in vain.
"No, the strength gap between the master and that old guy is too big. The only way..." Ziyue said halfway, no longer caring about the monster, and turned into a white light and flew back to the main body.
Ling Chen's series of attacks were all avoided, but he used almost all his strength with every sword strike. However, the opponent seemed to see through his attacks and was able to avoid almost every attack skillfully and easily.
Although Ziyue did not speak to Ling Chen, she murmured to herself: If one of the master's bloodlines can be awakened, and with my move, it may be possible to defeat this old guy, but if it fails, the master is likely to When your cultivation is completely ruined, your bloodline will also be damaged, and you will never recover!
"ah…"
When she was thinking about whether she should say it or not, Ling Chen was dodged by the old man's sword attack. At the same time, his fist was enveloped in green smoke and evil energy, and he was sent flying with one punch, taking several steps back in the air.
The Sword Art Formation was also looming, and Ling Ao and the others were exhausted and could no longer sustain it. Their faces were pale, and even their breathing was panting.
"Little doll, it seems you can't hold it any longer! This move will kill all of you here! Turn the monster into my blood puppet!" The old man finally became serious.
His body spurted out terrifying evil energy, and black light broke through his body. At the same time, Ziyue also transmitted a message at this time and said, "Master, listen to me, using the blood seal technique, only this move can possibly defeat this person." Old guy, once you fail, your cultivation will most likely be ruined and you will never be able to practice again. But once you succeed, the master will definitely be able to awaken one of the bloodlines, thereby greatly increasing your strength, and perhaps being able to explode with extraordinary power. .”
"Haha...do I still have a choice?"
Ling Chen's laughter was full of helplessness. He glanced at Ling Ting and then looked back at Ling Ao and others. He could not fail. He took a deep breath and said decisively, "Blood Seal Technique! Teach me!"
Ziyue said seriously, "The so-called Blood Seal Technique is a special kind of spell that forces oneself to the point of death, thereby stimulating the power hidden in the body. It will also be accompanied by bone-eroding pain. Once it fails, any method will be irreversible." of!"
The sky was shrouded in dark light, and four huge black light pillars fell down. Evil energy surged into the sky, trapping them in the middle. Countless skulls were flying in the air with green smoke.
Ling Chen took a long breath and looked back at his relatives. He raised his hand to his heart and kneaded it with the seals one after another.
He didn't feel much at first, but where his heart was, a blood-red circular formation appeared, only the size of a fist, emitting bursts of blood-red light.
"You killed my relatives and refined my sect's disciples, and you may even have refined the corpses of my parents. This hatred is irreconcilable. Even if the gods from the heavens descend to the lower realm today, you must die here!" Ling Chen When he finished speaking the last word, his palm pressed hard on the formation at his heart.
As if his breath had expired in an instant, Ling Chen opened his mouth and widened his eyes. His heart suddenly stopped beating, and then resumed beating.
A feeling of death enveloped him, making it difficult to even take a breath. The blood vessels at his heart were completely swollen, as if his flesh and blood had been cut open with a knife.
A sharp pain came from his heart. The severe pain made Ling Chen feel as if his heart had been cut by a knife. There was excruciating pain in his chest. He looked up to the sky and roared in pain.
"Ling Chen, you...what's wrong with you?"
Although Mu Ling'er's face was equally pale, after all, her cultivation level was the strongest and she could barely maintain it. She saw Ling Chen's face twitching in severe pain, and the strange formation appearing at the heart, she vaguely suspected Ling Chen. What forbidden technique did Chen use?
"What on earth is this kid doing?" Even the old man was surprised. He couldn't tell what Ling Chen was doing at all, and he always felt that something bad had happened.
"I can't keep this kid!" Sensing the feeling in his heart, the old man raised his hand and the skull above him opened his mouth and sprayed.
A jet-black flying sword flew out of his mouth and landed in his hand. While he held the flying sword, black smoke continued to emit from the sword. At the same time, he raised his head and glanced at Ling Chen before lashing over, preparing to shoot. Kill Ling Chen with one sword.
"not good!"
Although Ling Ao and others did not know what happened to Ling Chen, they were also observing the old man's every move. When they saw him killing Ling Chen, they immediately felt something bad.
Just as Ling Ao was about to switch formations, a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and he retreated in the air. Regardless of the backlash he suffered, he forced himself to pour his power into the formations again. They were unable to stop this, and could only keep transmitting messages to Ling Chen.
The old man showed a cruel smile. Just when he thought he could kill his opponent, he was less than one meter closer to Ling Chen and was about to cut him down when a shocking impact hit him hard.
Without any defense, he was directly hit by the sudden impact and flew hundreds of meters away. He took ten steps back in the air before he stabilized.
He pressed his chest with one hand, looked at Ling Chen in disbelief and said, "What's going on? The attack just now...huh? The blood and energy in this kid's body is completely disordered...no...there's something wrong with this aura!"
With Ling Chen's ability to withstand it, he couldn't support it at all. When he saw his sect become like this, his relatives died in front of him, and Ling Ao and others looked at him worriedly, he couldn't die or fail.
Under such severe pain, he trembled violently and closed his eyes. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and screamed, "Death, you all must die! You all must die!"
His body burst into blood-red light and rose into the sky at the same time. The blood-red light enveloped the entire sky. The entire mountain range was enveloped in the blood-red light. Ling Ao and others were pushed back by the impact, and then Fall to the ground.
They also looked up in shock, seeing Ling Chen's current appearance, naturally they didn't know what happened to him, but there was an elusive aura on Ling Chen's body, as if something was about to awaken.
