Looking at the Demon Lord of Underworld who was still alive, Yin Xiu couldn't help but be a little surprised. His eyes glanced at the bloody long knife in his hand, and the interest in his eyes became more and more intense.
Being able to scatter the lightning he emitted while also protecting the sword-wielding Demon Lord of Underworld was something that no ordinary magical weapon could do.
"Interesting, it seems that today's harvest is not small."
Yin Xiu couldn't help but have a faint smile on his lips, and said to himself secretly.
At this time, the wild thunder and lightning in the sky gradually began to weaken, and the 'chain' across the entire sky gradually began to become blurred.
Including the law marks that look like stars in the sky are becoming more and more dilute and gradually disappear...
The witch god Yin Xiu, who activated the witchcraft power in his body to suppress all kinds of disasters in the world, naturally felt this more clearly. Although he is facing the Underworld Demon Lord at the moment, most of his power is used to suppress various natural and earthly disasters.
Now as the imprint of the law gradually disappears, the shocks of various disasters are obviously weakening rapidly. If Yin Xiu had to work hard to completely suppress it before, now it has become very easy.
In fact, this is indeed the case. In other places outside China, all kinds of disasters are gradually calming down.
The huge waves on the vast ocean are quickly calming down, the magma pillars ejected by violently erupting volcanoes are getting shorter and shorter, and the strong winds and earthquakes are also constantly weakening...
However, after experiencing the previous catastrophe, the entire world, except for China, could be said to have been reduced to ruins.
At least 60% to 70% of people died directly from various disasters. This can indeed be called a doomsday-like catastrophe.
This catastrophe destroyed almost everything. The people who survived the disaster could only look around blankly at the ruins everywhere, and heard wailing and groaning sounds in their ears.
The whole scene was extremely messy and desolate, making people feel only waves of helplessness, confusion and despair...
"Don't you think it's a little late to run away now?"
The Witch God Yin Xiu looked at the Underworld Demon Lord who suddenly turned around and tried to escape towards the very turbid River of Underworld in mid-air, and couldn't help but sneered sarcastically.
Immediately, he cast a witchcraft spell on his hand and imprisoned the Demon Lord of Underworld in mid-air, who had escaped halfway.
Although the Demon Lord of Underworld is full of hatred and anger towards Yin Xiu in his heart, he has already understood from Yin Xiu's two attacks just now that Yin Xiu's cultivation is far superior to him. With his strength, even if he holds the Even the ancient magic weapon Luo Tian's Blood Transformation Sword would never be able to compete with Yin Xiu.
However, even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't escape just because he wanted to.
Being imprisoned in mid-air by Yin Xiu, the Demon Lord of Underworld couldn't help but stare at Yin Xiu, gritted his teeth and yelled unwillingly: "Who are you? Your cultivation should be at least at the stage of transcending tribulation, right?" Say you are from the 'Kunlun Wonderland' or the 'Three Immortals Island in the East China Sea' in ancient times?"
Yin Xiu shook his head slightly and said calmly: "I am neither a person from Kunlun Wonderland as you call me, nor a person from the Three Immortals Island in the East China Sea. In fact, I am a person from this mortal world, so I can't let you guys go. Demonic cultivators use the flesh and blood of living people to create souls to sacrifice and refine magic weapons."
After hearing Yin Xiu's words, Demon Lord Huangquan suddenly widened his eyes and shouted: "Impossible! How could you be a human in this mortal world? The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the main world has been so thin and scarce that it is impossible for you to appear. Such a powerful person!"
"Don't try to lie to me. You must be from the Kunlun Wonderland or the Three Immortals Island in the East China Sea. According to ancient records, these two wonderland are the first among the secret realms in the world. Only these two secret realms can allow people to cultivate to your level. Such a powerful cultivation level!"
Yin Xiu sneered, and with a casual move, he directly took the bloody long knife in the hand of the Underworld Demon Lord, and said coldly: "Whether you believe it or not, I have no need to lie to you, let alone I need to explain something to you."
While speaking, Yin Xiu had already grasped the bloody long knife.
When he held the long knife in his palm, an inexplicable feeling of closeness suddenly emerged, which made Yin Xiu startled. Immediately he lowered his head and looked at the long knife in his hand, then glanced at the Underworld Demon Lord in front of him, and casually waved at the Underworld Demon Lord.
Upon seeing this, Demon Lord Huangquan couldn't help shouting, "No..."
However, just as he uttered his voice, the bloody sword in Yin Xiu's hand burst out with a bloody sword light and slashed diagonally towards him...
Uh-huh!
There was a flash of blood, and in an instant, the Underworld Demon Lord was immediately split in half. However, just as his body was separated, it quickly turned into a pool of blood and dripped down.
Even his soul had no time to escape. He was swept away by a flash of blood and was immediately knocked out...
"It's really amazing!"
Seeing the power of this bloody sword, Yin Xiu couldn't help but secretly praise it.
Looking at the layer of scarlet blood glowing on the surface of the long knife, and the appearance of countless resentful souls scrambling to get out of the blood, Yin Xiu couldn't help but mutter to himself: "With so many resentful souls, how can there be such a thing?" With such a strong resentment and evil spirit, no one knows how many souls he has sacrificed in blood. So much so that even the original aura and true appearance of the long sword itself have been obscured... "
After saying that, Yin Xiu couldn't help but cast a witchcraft to drive away the resentful spirits and evil spirits on the blood knife.
After a while, the blood light on the blood knife dimmed a lot, and several cracks appeared on it. At the same time, the aura exuding from the blood knife also changed slightly.
Yin Xiu looked at the Xue Dao showing its true face, his expression was slightly stunned, and his eyes looked a little surprised.
Then, Yin Xiu suddenly put his generous palm on the blade and gently stroked it.
The next moment, a wisp of bright red blood flowed from Yin Xiu's palm and stained the bloody knife.
In an instant, the blood knife suddenly buzzed, and the glowing blood light suddenly became much brighter, and it kept trembling lowly, as if it was very excited.
Seeing this scene, Yin Xiu couldn't help but murmured: "I didn't expect it to be a 'witchcraft'! It's just that this witchcraft has obviously been modified by a powerful person, and even cultivators can use it." .”
"It's a pity that this witchcraft weapon has been damaged and its power has been greatly reduced. The previous demonic cultivator obviously used some tricky methods to temporarily compensate for the trauma of this witchcraft weapon with the help of strong resentment blood energy..."
Yin Xiu muttered to himself, and suddenly something came to his mind. No wonder he felt an inexplicable sense of closeness when he held the blood knife just now.
It turned out that this blood knife was originally a witchcraft weapon of the Witch God Clan, and it probably had some resonance with the blood in his body, the Witch God Clan.
"By the way, the breath of this witchcraft seems to be very similar to the wisp of magic thought in the magic knife that the main body originally obtained. Maybe there is some connection between them..."
Witch God Yin Xiu suddenly remembered.
What he was referring to was the magic sword that he had snatched from Song Bingkun, the master of the Tiandao Sect at Taiqing Temple in Wuming Mountain. (To be continued.)