In the endless starry sky, many spots of light can be seen. A huge red ship quickly passes through the starry sky. Han Changming, Han Debiao and more than a dozen other combined monks stand on the deck with different expressions.
In the last star domain war, Han Debiao followed the combined cultivators to attack the enemy's lair, but the progress was not smooth. This time, Han Changming and others followed the Mahayana cultivators to the Blood River Star, and no one knew what the result would be.
Lord Qianyue held a star-moon disk shining with golden light in his hand, his face calm.
After a while, the alarm sounded loudly.
"There are star beasts ahead, and there are quite a few of them."
The Skyfire Fairy held a round bead that was glowing red in her hand, her face solemn.
"Star beast! What level?"
Mu Xiao asked.
"I don't know. I'll know when I come here."
The Skyfire Fairy said.
"Ignore them and just go through."
Lord Qianyue disagreed.
Fairy Skyfire nodded and was about to move on when Han Changming said, "Not good, it could be an eighth-level star beast."
His eyes flashed with a dazzling golden light, and he was the Golden-Eyed True Child.
"Eighth-level star beast!"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a commotion among the monks present, and their expressions became nervous.
"We encountered an eighth-level star beast last time and almost couldn't come back."
Han Debiao spoke up.
Lord Qianyue frowned, and Fairy Tianhuo said, "Fellow Daoist Han, what did the star beast you saw look like?"
Han Changming briefly described the appearance of the star beast and said, "It is very far away from here, thousands of miles away, so we should get out of the way!"
"Be careful, it's better to stay away!"
Lord Qianyue said.
The Skyfire Fairy nodded, made a gesture of magic, and the huge red ship lit up with a dazzling red light and changed its direction.
"Is Han Xiaoyou a spirit child?"
Lord Qianyue asked.
"No, I have practiced a child's art that allows me to see things far away."
Han Changming said.
Not only that, Jinjing Zhentongyuan can also see through illusions and formations, but he didn't say it.
Lord Qianyue nodded and did not ask any more questions.
Two days later, the giant red ship stopped and floated in the starry sky.
Lord Qianyue cast a spell into the Star-Moon Plate in his hand, and a woman's voice rang out: "Fellow Daoist Qian, are you here yet?"
"I've already arrived at the designated location, Madam Wang, what about you?"
Lord Qianyue asked, the power of the starry sky has certain limitations on spiritual consciousness, and some meteorites also interfere with the exploration of spiritual consciousness, so he cannot explore too far.
"I'm here too, but I didn't see you."
The woman said.
Lord Qianyue frowned, he remembered something, looked at Han Changming, and said: "Friend Han, use the child's magic to find Madam Wang. Your spiritual sense is limited here, so you can't find Madam Wang."
Han Changming nodded, made a gesture, his eyes lit up with a dazzling golden light, and looked into the distance.
"We haven't found them yet. They may be further away."
Han Changming said.
The Skyfire Fairy understood what she meant, and with a pinch of her hand, the huge red ship slowly moved forward.
After a cup of tea, Han Changming said, "Found it, southwest direction."
The Skyfire Fairy made a hand gesture and the huge red ship lit up with a dazzling red light and flew towards the southwest.
Not long after, the giant red ship stopped, and a giant green ship over three hundred feet long appeared in front of it. On the sail of the giant ship was embroidered a lotus pattern, and a huge "king" character could be seen.
Dozens of monks were standing on the deck of the giant green ship, led by a plump young woman in a green skirt. She had flying fairy-like hair, wore a green skirt, and had picturesque facial features.
Wang Ruiqing, early Mahayana period.
"Madam Wang, long time no see!"
Lord Qianyue spoke to greet him.
Wang Ruiqing smiled slightly and said, "Long time no see, Fellow Daoist Qin."
"Let's talk about politeness later. Let's rush to Blood River Star first! If I'm not mistaken, they are already waiting there."
Lord Qianyue said.
Wang Ruiqing had no objection. He pinched his fingers and the green giant ship flew forward, followed closely by the red giant ship.
In less than half an hour, two huge ships appeared on Xuehe Star and stopped outside the main altar of Xuehe Palace.
"Madam Wang, Fellow Daoist Qian, why are you making such a big fuss? Are you going to destroy our Blood River Palace? Or do you think we are easy to bully?"
A cold male voice sounded.
As soon as he finished speaking, two beams of light flew out. They were the Blood River God and Moyazi.
"Mahayana monk!"
The faces of Han Changming and other fusion cultivators grimly reflected that if they were caught up in the aftermath of the fight between the Mahayana cultivators, they would have a hard time surviving death.
"Hey, you don't look right, it looks like you're injured!"
Lord Qianyue's gaze fell on Lord Xuehe and he spoke with a smile.
"So what if it is? So what if it isn't?"
The Blood River God sneered.
"I won't waste my time talking to you. I came here to learn from you."
Wang Ruiqing went straight to the point. The exchange was real, and he also wanted to take a look at the magical powers of the Blood River God.
"Okay! I also want to experience Mrs. Wang's magical powers."
The Blood River God readily agreed and said that if he wanted the other party to withdraw, he had to fight.
"If I win, the Blood Sky Star Region will cede 70% of its immortal cultivation stars. Do you have any objection?"
Wang Ruiqing said.
Blood River God frowned and said, "What if you lose!"
"Then cede 30%."
Wang Ruiqing's tone was cold.
"What a joke! We won the competition, but we still have to give up 30%? Do you really think we are a pushover?"
The Blood River God sneered. He didn't care about that little piece of territory. Good people are often bullied. As long as he agreed, Wang Ruiqing would definitely make more excessive demands.
"Why? Do you want me to invite Daoist Brother Wang over as well?"
Wang Ruiqing said meaningfully.
"Fellow Daoist Wang? Are you talking about Tian Xiaozi?"
Moyazi said with a frown.
"It hasn't been long since Fellow Daoist Wang entered the Mahayana stage. Fellow Daoist Mo also knows of his existence? You are very well-informed!"
Wang Ruiqing said with a smile.
"Humph, I've heard of him in my early years. He possesses a heavenly musical spirit and is proficient in music. It's not surprising that he has advanced to the Mahayana stage."
Moyazi said, and he sent a message to Blood River Divine Lord: "Tian Xiaozi is a sound cultivator, much more difficult to deal with than them. Without treasures or secret symbols that can restrain sound cultivators, we are no match for Tian Xiaozi."
"Thirty percent is too much, ten percent at most."
Blood River God said with a frown.
"Two percent, we've been busy for so long, and you treat us like beggars?"
Lord Qianyue frowned and said.
"Two for two, but we can't compete without a staking prize. I'll use this Nine-Star Blood Apricot as the stakes."
The Blood River God took out a blood-red apricot with nine silver patterns on its surface.
Wang Ruiqing thought for a moment, took out a green jade bottle, and said, "I'll use a drop of Creation Divine Milk as a bet."
The Blood River God nodded, and a blood-colored light with a pattern broke through the air and disappeared, with Wang Ruiqing following closely behind.
Lord Qianyue, Moyazi and others hurriedly chased after them and came to an open area.
Han Changming and other combined cultivators did not dare to breathe, their eyes were fixed on Blood River God and Wang Ruiqing.
It is rare to see Mahayana monks fighting each other.
When the fight started, Wang Ruiqing pinched his fingers and green light shone from his body. Green vines emerged from the ground and a large number of petals floated down from the sky.
These petals spun and turned into sharp blades, heading straight for the Blood River God.
The Blood River God was not idle either. He sacrificed a blood-colored flag. A pattern of blood-colored flames could be seen on the flag. He infused some magic spell and a large amount of blood-colored flames surged out of the blood-colored flag and headed straight for the opposite side.
A large number of green vines intertwined and woven together, turning into large green hands, slapping towards the opposite side.
The green hand and the sharp blade touched the blood-red flame and instantly turned into ashes.
Wang Ruiqing frowned and shook his sleeves. A jade ruler flashing with green light flew out and landed on the ground. It quickly took root and sprouted, and grew into a towering tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.
The towering tree moved quickly and rushed into the blood-red sea of fire. A green spiritual light burst out from its surface, separating the blood-red flames and heading straight for the Blood River God.
"Hmph, the treasure has taken shape, I have one too."
The Blood River God snorted coldly and flipped his right hand. A blood-red bell the size of a palm appeared in his hand. A hideous ghost face could be seen on the bell.
He shook his wrist lightly, and a series of "clang clang clang" bell sounds rang out. A blood-colored sound wave swept out and went straight towards the towering tree.
The branches of the towering tree grew rapidly, weaving into a giant green hand, which shattered the bloody sound waves.
A "woooo" sound of ghost crying was heard, and a huge bloody skull flew over, opening and closing, and went straight towards the towering tree.
The towering tree waved its green hand and slapped the bloody skull away. The bloody skull sprayed out a large piece of thin blood thread, which entangled the green hand. It then sprayed out a bloody flame, following the blood thread, and went straight to the green tree.
A blood-red flame engulfed the green tree, and the green tree's spiritual light flickered continuously and then quickly dimmed.
The void above the Blood River God's head fluctuated, and a giant green hand appeared and slapped towards the Blood River God.
Just as Lord Blood River was about to dodge, a loud beast roar was heard. He suddenly felt dizzy and could not even stand steadily.
When he came to his senses, a green giant hand slapped him and sent him flying. The Blood River God spat out a large mouthful of blood, and a large blood mist gushed out of his body. The area within a hundred miles turned into a river of blood, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood.
The river of blood rolled and surged, heading straight towards Wang Ruiqing.
Wang Ruiqing summoned nine small mirrors that were flashing white light. With a pinch of magic, each of the nine small white mirrors spewed out a white light that covered the blood river. The blood river quickly froze, but soon the ice melted and a blood-red flame appeared.
The blood-red flames rushed straight towards Wang Ruiqing. At the same time, a sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a giant blood-red fist flew towards him.
Wang Ruiqing made a hand gesture and green vines emerged from the ground. These green vines weaved into high green walls, blocking the way ahead.
The blood-red flames touched the green vines, which instantly turned to ashes. The blood-red giant fist easily defeated the green walls and smashed into Wang Ruiqing. Wang Ruiqing's body exploded and turned into green light and disappeared.
The Blood River God frowned, as if he had thought of something. Green vines sprouted from the ground beneath his feet and headed straight towards him.
He wanted to avoid it, but a very strange beast roar was heard, and the Blood River God's head sank and he became dizzy.
When he came to his senses, green vines had already wrapped around his body. With a flash of green light, a huge green seal appeared above his head and smashed down.
The Blood River God made a hand gesture and blood shone from his body. He slapped the air above his head with his right fist and a huge blood-red fist flashed out.
When the blood touched the giant green seal, the green seal's spiritual light dimmed and became shaky, as if it had lost its spirituality.
The bloody giant fist smashed into the green giant seal, and the green giant seal flew backwards.
The Blood River God looked around, but could not see Wang Ruiqing. He only saw countless flowers and plants.
He discovered to his horror that he was unable to mobilize the vital energy of heaven and earth.
“Spiritual Realm!”
Blood River God exclaimed.
The Spirit Realm is a great magical power. When a Mahayana cultivator is trapped in the Spirit Realm, he can no longer mobilize the vitality of heaven and earth to fight the enemy and can only rely on his own treasures and magical powers to fight the enemy. His strength is weakened to a certain extent. On the contrary, the spellcasters in the Spirit Realm can control the vitality of heaven and earth and continuously attack the trapped people.
The spiritual realm is divided into four levels: entry, minor success, major success and great perfection. It is very difficult to get started.
When Moyazi saw that Lord Blood River was trapped in the Spirit Realm, he was also horrified. He shook his sleeves, and a flying sword flashing with black light appeared in his hand, with seven silver spots on the hilt.
Seven-star Soul-Destroying Sword! This weapon is specifically designed to damage the soul, and ordinary defensive treasures cannot stop it at all.
Moyazi shook his wrist slightly and swung his sword towards Wang Ruiqing in the air. A black sword energy swept out and went straight towards Wang Ruiqing at a very fast speed.
Lord Qianyue would naturally not stand idly by. He raised his right hand and a sharp sword energy swept out, blocking the black sword energy.
"Friend Mo, what you are doing is against the rules! They are sparring and you are interfering."
Lord Qianyue frowned and said.
As long as they delay for a while, Wang Ruiqing will use the spiritual domain to destroy the Blood River God, and then they can deal with Moyazi. The competition is just an excuse.
Why bother fighting when you can just destroy them
"Humph, you don't want to spar with him, you want to destroy him."
Moyazi said with a cold face.
If the Blood River God is killed, he will definitely not have a good time.
At this moment, a huge ball of blood light shot up into the sky, and a large amount of grass and trees were broken in half and turned into wood chips.
A beam of blood flew out and landed beside Moyazi. It was the Blood River God. His face was pale, and he held a short blade flashing with blood in his hand, emitting terrifying spiritual fluctuations.
"Blood Demon Blade, this treasure is actually in your hands."
Lord Qianyue said in surprise.
The Blood Demon Blade ranks 13th on the Star Domain Divine Weapon List. It has a fierce reputation and is extremely powerful. It is said that the more immortal cultivators it kills, the more powerful this treasure will become. It is a treasure of the Blood Path.
"This is not the Blood Demon Blade, but the Xuantian Treasure."
Blood River Lord explained, his face filled with pride.
"Xuantian's treasure!"
Lord Qianyue's expression darkened.
Wang Ruiqing also flew over with a serious expression.
Xuantian's treasure is extremely rare and extremely powerful.
"Spiritual Realm! Xuantian's Treasure!"
Han Changming had a thoughtful expression on his face. He didn't expect that the two Mahayana monks both had trump cards.
"The treasure of Xuantian? Humph, it's just a fragment. You dare to call it the treasure of Xuantian? Aren't you afraid that the wind will blow your tongue away?"
Wang Ruiqing sneered.
"Even if it is a fragment, it is not comparable to an ordinary Tongtian Lingbao. Your spiritual realm is just the entry level."
As the Blood River God said this, a hint of fear flashed across his eyes. If it weren't for the fragments of Xuantian's treasure, he would have died.