"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
At this moment, roars suddenly came from one after another. Mo Wentian felt his body shake, and saw a shocking figure several hundred feet tall appearing in front of Mo Wentian.
"Bone dragon..."
Mo Wentian took a breath of cold air, and saw the river of blood rolling, and a body of several hundred feet suddenly rose into the sky.
"Kill, kill, kill..."
Streams of terrifying killing intent came towards Mo Wentian in a frantic manner, and Mo Wentian's body retreated step by step.
"The blood demon road behind is disappearing. If I retreat any further, I will fall into this river of blood!"
Mo Wentian's expression changed, and he saw that the Blood Demon Road he had walked on was disappearing step by step, and the void behind was even more empty.
"Wentian Sword Jue!"
"Buzz buzz..."
Ask about the Heavenly Sword, ask about the injustice of heaven and earth, ask about the survival of all things...
The powerful sword intention soared into the sky. Mo Wentian stood proudly on the Blood Demon Road. A peerless sword emperor seemed to appear in his eyes. With one sword strike, the mountains and rivers were shattered!
"A bone dragon also wants to stop me, Mo Wentian!"
A murderous aura rose in his eyes, and the sword energy in Mo Wentian's body crazily gathered in his hand.
A mysterious long sword condensed in Mo Wentian's hand.
The long sword is three feet and seven inches long. On the hilt, there are two simple words printed on it.
"Ask the sky!"
Wentian Sword, this is the sword Mo Wentian used in his previous life. This sword has absorbed countless blood, and this sword has killed countless powerful enemies.
The Wentian Sword appeared in his hand again, and Mo Wentian seemed to have returned to his previous life, looking into the void with endless fighting spirit in his eyes.
"Wen Tian Sword Jue—Where is Wen Tian?"
An indifferent voice sounded, and Mo Wentian slashed with his sword.
The terrifying sword energy formed a series of peerless divine dragons in the void. The divine dragon roared and rushed towards the bone dragon.
"Ho ho ho..."
The bone dragon roared again and again, fighting together with Mo Wentian's Azure Dragon Sword Intent.
"Asking Heaven Sword Jue—What is asking for love?"
"Roar… "
As soon as the sword came out, the divine tiger roared, and only a white tiger was seen, standing proudly in the void.
"Buzz buzz..."
Inside Mo Wentian's body, the Azure Dragon Statue and the White Tiger Statue lit up at the same time, and mysterious artistic conceptions radiated out. Mo Wentian's body trembled, and his eyes suddenly became misty.
"Roar… "
The white tiger roared angrily, looking at the bone dragon with a hint of contempt.
At the same time, above the peerless divine dragon in the void, a prehistoric meaning suddenly spread out.
The sixth level of Qinglong Sword Intent, Desolate Realm!
The fourth and fifth levels of White Tiger Sword Intent: Sword Soul!
The two sword intents broke through at the same time, but Mo Wentian had not yet woken up. With instinctive will, Mo Wentian fought with the bone dragon while walking towards the Blood Demon Road.
"Ho ho ho..."
Several roars came again, and in the blood river, a bloody tiger skeleton appeared. As soon as the giant tiger emerged, the white tiger's sword intent spread crazily.
"Ask the Sky Sword Jue - Ask all things why they are in trouble?"
"Ask the Sky Sword Jue - Ask me the way?"
…
As he muttered to himself, the sword intent on Mo Wentian became stronger and stronger. The figure on the Blood Demon Road was even more frightening. From time to time, Mo Wentian actually stopped.
The Blood Demon Road behind him disappeared under his feet before he started again.
From time to time, Mo Wentian would look up to the sky and roar, and the anger in his eyes was frightening.
From time to time, he burst into tears, and his cries were heartbreaking!
"The Blood Demon Road, this is a path of the heart!"
At this moment, a low voice suddenly sounded in Mo Wentian's heart. Mo Wentian, who was above the Blood Demon Road, trembled and his cold eyes slowly opened.
"Asking Heaven Sword Jue - Asking Heaven and Earth What year is it?"
As soon as the sword came out, the four statues in Mo Wentian's body suddenly lit up at the same time. The four statues exuded vast divine power.
"I am Mo Wentian, the king of swords!"
"Boom..."
The world shook, and a sword came out. Four divine beasts appeared at the same time. The powerful sword intent directly shattered the bone dragon, the white tiger's bone, and the red bird's bone...
The bones of the four divine beasts were all shattered!
"Click..."
A shattering sound came, and sword angs were seen rising crazily on Mo Wentian's body.
The sword has a ten-foot radius and is incomparable to the He people.
"Finally, upgraded to the Four Symbols Realm!"
His eyes were extremely calm, and the Blood Demon Road behind him was still disappearing, but there was no longer any fear in Mo Wentian's eyes.
"The Heaven-Eating Sword Technique—Jian Po Tian!"
"Buzz buzz..."
A will that defied the heavens came out violently, and Mo Wentian's body suddenly turned into four shapes. The four Mo Wentians struck out with swords at the same time, and the four elephants roared and rushed towards the blood river.
"Boom..."
In the blood river, the waves of blood shook the sky, as if the blood river had been smashed through, and the endless blood quickly disappeared.
"Click..."
As if something was broken, Mo Wentian looked up and saw a large hall standing in the void.
"Blood Demon Palace!"
Three faint words impressed Mo Wentian's eyes.
"finally reached… "
Muttering to himself, Mo Wentian walked towards the Blood Demon Palace step by step.
The main hall is extremely simple.
Walking up the stairs of the main hall, Mo Wentian's brows suddenly wrinkled.
"Someone has been here!"
In the main hall, withered bones appeared here.
"This is… "
Walking to the side of a withered skeleton, Mo Wentian's eyes suddenly glowed with light. Next to the withered skeleton, a jade plaque stood quietly.
Luo Qiu!
Two faint words appeared in front of Long Yan.
This withered skeleton is none other than God’s master…
Luo Qiu!
"Blood Sword, Li Han, Mo Qu..."
Their names were printed on each jade plaque. After careful counting, there were exactly thirty-seven!
"The Blood-devouring Sword Technique of the Immortal Sword Sect comes from here..."
Mo Wentian looked towards the Blood Demon Hall and saw a small crack on the door of the Blood Demon Hall. Through the small crack, rows of dark words could be seen...
These words are exactly the blood-devouring sword technique.
"The Immortal Sword Sect is so pitiful..."
Mo Wentian smiled indifferently, it was not that the elder of the Immortal Sword Sect could not enter the Four Elephants Sect at all, but...
greedy!
The inheritance of the Blood-devouring Sword Emperor is hidden in the Four Symbol Gates. Only through the Blood Demon Road can one enter the Blood Demon Palace, but the people of the Immortal Sword Gate don't know why...
He actually entered the Blood Demon Palace through other methods.
As a result, they couldn't get in at all, and the first-generation ancestor of the Immortal Sword Sect only opened a gap. Through this gap, they found this swordsmanship that they thought was a heaven-level sword.
Blood-devouring swordsmanship!
"The blood-devouring sword technique relies on blood-devouring for a living. The Immortal Sword Sect only got part of it, so..."
"They devour each other, but how could they know that this blood-devouring sword technique does not devour others at all, but devours their own blood!"
While muttering to himself, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and all these withered bones fell under the stairs outside the hall.
These people can only be regarded as pitiful people, who lost their lives for the sake of the Sword Emperor.
"Luo Qiu!"
As if he remembered something, Mo Wentian waved his hand, and Luo Qiu's withered bones disappeared in front of the hall.
"Squeak..."
After doing all this, Mo Wentian slowly pushed open the main hall.
The main hall was extremely silent. In the center of the main hall, a sculpture stood.
"Boom..."
Seeing this sculpture, Mo Wentian's body shook wildly. The next moment, a statue of a god appeared in Mo Wentian's mind.
"Junior, congratulations on coming to the Blood Demon Palace!"
Familiar voice, familiar figure. Seeing this figure, Mo Wentian couldn't help but feel a touch of kindness in his heart.
"Junior?"
Mo Wentian grinned. If the Blood-devouring Sword Emperor knew it was him, Mo Wentian, I wonder what he would think in his heart!
"In the main hall, there is the most powerful blood-devouring sword technique of our Blood Demon Sword Sect. In addition, there are three other emperor-level sword techniques and fifty heaven-level sword techniques. I have become a sword god and left. Sword God Continent, I hope you can continue to promote our Blood Demon Sword Sect!”
Voices sounded one after another, and for a moment, the statue of the god shattered into pieces. Mo Wentian's eyes fell on the countless words in the main hall.