There were several loud sounds of 'dang, clang', and the second saint held Fang Tian's painted halberd and swung the Blood Song Sword away dozens of times in an understatement.
Amidst the sound of "Pfft", a thin mist of blood suddenly spurted out from the Second Saint's body. He lowered his head and looked at his body in horror, and saw that in the non-fatal arms, thighs and other muscular parts of his body, there were very thin penetrating wounds that were constantly spurting out blood.
Incorporated into the Xunfeng Divine Stone, the flying speed of the Blood Song Sword has increased to an incredible level. Even Yin Blood Song's immortal knowledge can't keep up with the speed of the Blood Song Sword. Rao was the Second Saint with strong strength and rich experience in fighting. With some kind of terrifying instinct, he swung the Blood Singing Sword away dozens of times, but the Blood Singing Sword, which was invisible to the naked eye, still wounded him more than a dozen times.
If Yin Xue Singing hadn't shown mercy, these sword wounds might have penetrated the second saint's heart and eyebrows.
Holding Fang Tian's painted halberd tightly with both hands, the Second Saint frowned and looked at Yin Xuege, and shouted in a deep voice: "Innate Xunfeng Immortal Spirit Stone, hey, did I read it correctly?"
The Yin Xue singer pointed at a bloody light, and a bloody sword light about ten feet long was suspended beside him, twisting and turning like a big python. He looked at the second saint and said solemnly: "Yes, it is the Xiantian Xunfeng Immortal Spirit Stone. You should know what effects it has."
After being silent for a while, the Second Saint turned around and left cleanly. As he walked, he shouted sternly: "This Blood Pill Sanren has sharp swordsmanship and a powerful immortal sword. I am no match for him. If you want to capture him alive, just take him." The next thing is, there is nothing I can do.”
As he walked, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of the Second Saint's mouth.
In the brief exchange just now, the second saint only showed his meager skills. He didn't even wear the immortal armor to protect himself, let alone the extinct flying weapon he inherited from his mother's clan. Gifted with magical powers. Therefore, he was defeated cleanly by the Yin Blood Singers, and he was defeated so much that people had nothing to say.
No one can make irresponsible remarks to him. Didn't you see that the bloody wounds on his body were still spurting blood
A black shadow flashed past, and a tall Taoist man wearing a black Taoist robe with black landscape tattoos on his sleeves, his face as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his long hair hanging behind him like a dark cloud teleported to the Second Saint. He frowned and glanced at the wounds on the Second Saint's body, and his eyes suddenly became as red as blood.
He glared at Yin Xuege and shouted sternly: "You dare to hurt the important ministers of the Immortal Court? Suffer death!"
Rubbing his hands together, a dark thunder was released silently from the palm of the Taoist priest in black. Yin Xuege's eyes only felt blurry. He seemed to see a dark sea crashing down on his head. He seemed to see himself in the boundless turbulent waves, surrounded by all kinds of ferocious sea monsters that wanted to devour him. own body and soul.
This black-clothed Taoist may seem inconspicuous, but the Yin Thunder he releases actually has the strange effect of a divine soul attack. This secret technique is indeed extraordinary. If it had been an ordinary immortal, this blow would have easily turned their bodies and souls into powder.
It's just that Yin Xuege is not an ordinary immortal. Although his soul was temporarily confused by the attack power of the soul attached to the Yin Thunder, there are two monsters, the big one and the small one, Youquan and Blood Parrot beside him. Especially Youquan, when she saw the dark thunder released by the Taoist in black, she even sneered with disdain.
"Are you a disciple of Zhenren Kuiwu Taiyin? Kuiwu Taiyin fell one hundred and seventy-two calamities ago. If you are his disciple who he personally accepted, your climate is old enough." Youquan sneered softly, casually A ray of water-colored lightning shot out.
It was like a spark melted into the boundless sea of fire oil, and in an instant the whole sea exploded crazily. The dark ocean of thunder and fire transformed by the sinister thunder released by the black-clothed Taoist exploded violently and stirred crazily. The overlapping thunder-fire exploded continuously without the control of the black-clothed Taoist. Soon the explosion rushed into the black sea. The body of Yi Taoist detonated the immortal power in his body.
The black-clothed Taoist spurted blood from his seven orifices, with thick black smoke rising all over his body, and howled miserably as he fled towards the huge black turtle. He even escaped much faster than the Second Saint. He just dodged and fled to the fairy palace on the back of the black turtle without knowing where to go.
Youquan used an incredible method to directly break through his Yin Thunder, and also used his Yin Thunder as a trigger to detonate all the immortal power in his body. Even if it is Daluo Jinxian, the immortal power in his body explodes at the same time, which is enough to cause fatal injuries. The Taoist in black did not die on the spot. This was already the result of his profound Taoism.
After defeating the black-clothed Taoist with one blow, Youquan shook her head gently and murmured in a low voice: "He has not inherited the essence of Kuiwu Taiyin's Taoism at all. It seems that he is not a disciple who he personally accepted. At most, he only got Kuiwu." Taiyin’s several Taoist books were acquired through my own cultivation.”
Yin Xuege took a deep look at Youquan, and he had some guesses about Youquan's origins. Now it seems that she is that amazing existence. Otherwise, how can we explain the Taoist treasures she took out and how can we explain her profound knowledge
The Second Saint laughed so hard that tears burst out from his eyes. He pointed at the direction in which the black-clothed Taoist was escaping and shouted: "Even I am not a match for this kid. Do you think that? What can you do to him?"
The Second Saint was laughing loudly, and the Six Paths of the Dragon Clan on the side had already shouted harshly: "Second Saint, you are not his opponent, it doesn't mean we can't do anything to him. Humph, set up the Six Paths Heavenly Dragon Formation, let me defeat this kid He was suppressed all the time. He is now a repeat offender of the Immortal Court, so we can’t blame us for being too harsh. Even if he is a disciple of the Tomb Demon Dao Ancestor, so what?"
Sixty-six and thirty-six powerful dragon clansmen wearing golden heavy armor agreed in unison. They were all peak-level Golden Immortal beings, and they were all body-cultivating immortals from the dragon clan who specialized in refining their bodies and tempering their dragon bodies. They rushed into the air and rushed to Yin Xuege with streaks of golden light. They followed the direction of Liuhe in groups of six to form a six-six nested Qimen array.
These powerful dragon clan men were covered in dragon essence that was as blazing as fire, and their dragon essence was condensed and heavy as a mountain. They formed a large formation to surround Yin Xuege in the middle, and there was a terrifying and unusually huge pressure coming from all directions, like a wave of waves. The rolling waves came, oppressing the bodies of Yin Xuege, Youquan and Blood Parrot, making them like flies in amber, unable to move at all.
Youquan frowned. There were layers of gleaming water around her. She took a deep breath and silently mobilized the power in her body, preparing to accumulate strength and make a powerful blow to these powerful dragons.
Blood Parrot took out a few jars of old wine from nowhere. He kept swallowing the wine, and his belly swelled up as he watched. The sound of water kept coming from his belly. This was when he was mobilizing. The body's function turns the wine into urine as quickly as possible.
This guy is going to use his unique skills to show off to these strong dragons. The urine of his blood parrot is the most poisonous in the world. Even the scales of these strong dragons cannot resist the erosion of his urine.
The strong men of the Dragon Clan formed a large formation in a leisurely manner, and they continued to move along a strange trajectory. The golden fairy light in their hands flashed, and the talismans were constantly overlapping and blessing, turning into a mountain of gravity to press down on the core of the formation.
The essence of this Six-Path Heavenly Dragon Formation is to use the gravity of a mountain to forcefully crush the enemy and force the enemy to surrender. It is an extremely powerful and extremely unreasonable formation that uses force to overwhelm people. Each of the thirty-six dragon warriors is an immortal who specializes in physical training. The power of any one of them is enough to easily shatter the stars.
Through the mutual involvement and blessing of the formation, their power soared by a geometric order of magnitude. Even the strong men of Da Luo, who were a thousand times more powerful than them, could not break free from their imprisonment. They could only allow them to capture them alive after exhausting their physical strength and immortal power.
Liu Dao seemed to have seen the scene of his subordinates capturing Yin Xuege, and he couldn't help laughing loudly.
"Second Saint, are you here specifically to capture this guy? You were actually seriously injured by this mere eighth-grade Earth Immortal. Your title of Second Peng Saint seems a bit undeserved? Today, I will see my Sixth Path General offend this Immortal Court again. Capture me, and from now on, you will obediently give up your title as the second Peng Sheng to me."
The Second Saint's body swayed slightly, he turned around, squinted and looked at Liudao with a sneer.
The Golden-winged Dapeng clan and the Dragon clan are also life-and-death enemies. Before the Golden Winged Dapeng discovered the existence of the Blood Demon Clan, they liked to hunt the Dragon Clan the most. Even today, the Golden Winged Rocs have found a more delicious source of food in the Blood Demon Clan, but the Dragon Clan is still their main hunting ground.
For countless years, there have been countless conflicts between the Golden-winged Dapeng clan and the Dragon clan. As representatives of the core members of the two clans, the Second Saint and the Six Paths have also had many open and secret fights. Every time, the Second Sage took advantage, and the Six Paths suffered greatly at his hands.
Today, Liu Dao wanted to use Yin Xue Song's incident to give the Second Saint some color, so the Second Saint would not mind using the immortal weapons in his hands to teach Liu Dao a lesson and let him know that even if he was under Yin Xue Song's Even if he loses, he can still easily suppress the Six Paths.
"Stinky Changchong, you haven't been beaten for a long time. Are you itchy?" The Second Saint gently waved Fang Tian's painted halberd and challenged Liu Dao: "I suddenly remembered that last time one of your distant cousins was beaten. I beheaded him, and I grilled his heart, which tasted extremely delicious."
With a 'click' sound, one of Liudao's big teeth was bitten to pieces by himself. He roared, stared at the Second Saint and shouted sternly: "Second Saint, you are looking for death. The trash you killed has nothing to do with me. It was me who raped and killed three hundred years ago. A member of your mother’s clan…”
The Second Saint suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed. Xuan Tianji, Zi Yuxuan, and Lang Yue shouted angrily in unison, pointing at the six paths and making random accusations.
Di Jin even stomped his feet and pointed at Liudao and scolded: "Liudao, you are such an unscrupulous person. You actually have the nerve to appear in front of me. Get out of here, get away from me. There are people in the immortal world. Get out of here as far as you are, and I will have your legs broken next time I see you."
Liudao's handsome face suddenly turned red. He roared in anger, pulled out a cold-light Qinglong Yanyue Sword, and struck the second saint with a ray of cold light as fast as lightning. Liu Dao really wanted to kill the Second Saint at this moment. Because of the Second Saint's provocation, Liu Dao suddenly lost his words. He had completely lost the qualification to pursue the Emperor Jin.
There are countless young heroes who admire Emperor Jin. Even if Emperor Jin chooses anyone, he will not choose an evil dragon who once raped and killed innocent and weak women. So Liu Dao was completely eliminated in the battle to pursue the Emperor Jin. How could he not be angry about this
"Well done!" The Second Saint happily raised the Fangtian Painted Halberd and swiped it towards Liu Dao's sword. He was inexplicably defeated by Yin Xue Ge. Although the Second Saint was unwilling to kill Yin Xue Ge, his defeat was too inexplicable. The innate Xunfeng Immortal Spiritual Stone, a rare treasure from the world, was actually refined into the Blood Song Sword by Yin Xuege, and severely damaged the Second Saint with one blow.
This inexplicable defeat made the Second Saint also hold back a lot of anger, but he was unwilling to pour out this anger on Yin Xuege, so Liudao came to him on his own initiative, which was exactly in line with his desire for a big fight.
The golden Fangtian Painted Halberd and the cold-radiating Qinglong Yanyue Knife collided fiercely. The void suddenly exploded, and waves of black waves spread out in all directions. The Second Saint and the Sixth Path groaned at the same time, and were struck by the explosion. The tidal wave of void exploded and flew hundreds of miles away.
The Second Saint's hand was still steady, his fingers only twitched slightly, and he stabilized himself with a flick of his wings after being blown away for more than three hundred miles.
Liu Dao was blasted seven to eight hundred miles away. His arms were shaking violently, the skin on his shoulders was cracked, and blood was constantly spraying out. Obviously, in this head-to-head collision of physical strength, Liudao was clearly at a disadvantage. He was no match for the Second Saint.
Xuan Tianji, Zi Yuxuan and Lang Yue all mocked Liu Dao, hurriedly adding insult to injury, trying to break Liu Dao's heart so that he would never recover and would no longer be qualified to compete with him.
Liudao was furious at the sarcastic words of Xuan Tianji and others. He roared angrily, pulled out his sword and continued to charge towards the Second Saint. But this time, he did not simply use brute force, but used the dragon clan's divine power to turn the sky. The broadsword transformed into countless knife shadows, each of which was hundreds of miles long, rolling down like the water of the Yangtze River.
The Second Saint let out a loud roar, and with a flick of his wings behind him, he brought out a golden light and rushed towards Liu Dao. The two of them rolled into a ball.
Yin Xuege was surrounded by thirty-six powerful dragon clan men. His body tensed up and he struggled to cope with the increasing pressure from the opponent. Although he has condensed the Supreme Holy Body and has achieved some achievements, this dragon formation is extremely powerful. With his current strength, he can only barely withstand the pressure of the formation, and it is extremely difficult to move. .
However, the formation is still running continuously. If this trend continues, in three hours at most, he will be crushed into a meat pie by this formation. Or he can surrender to the Six Paths, but the consequence is that he will be sent to the Immortal Court for trial, and in the end he will be sent to the Immortal Killing Platform to be stabbed for colluding with the gods.
The pressure around him was getting bigger and bigger, and Yin Xuege felt severe pain all over his body, as if his skin and muscles were being crushed into pulp by the huge pressure.
At this moment, a slender figure appeared silently in the void. Carrying a colander for noodles in his left hand and a pair of three-foot-six-inch wooden chopsticks made of ebony in his right hand, Tsukauki Daozu appeared quietly in a coarse cloth robe and an apron tied around his chest.
He glanced at the giant black turtle suspended in mid-air, then frowned and looked at Xuan Tianji, Zi Yuxuan, and Lang Yue, who were stamping their feet and getting angry, criticizing Liu Dao. The Second Saint and Six Paths who let go of the fight, as well as Yin Xuege, who was struggling to hold on, and the aggressive Dragon Clan strongman looked around.
A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and every move that had just happened in this void was completely repeated in his eyes.
He saw Yin Xuege and Di Jin coming here in a small boat, saw Zi Yuxuan appear, saw Liu Dao and others chasing after him, and then saw the Void Divine Anchor breaking through the sky, and the second saint kept saying Yin Xuege Colluding with the gods is a repeat offense for the Immortal Court.
But the restraint used by the Second Saint was extremely subtle. Even the Demonic Dao Ancestor of the Tomb Demon couldn't see through the secret exchange between him and Yin Xuege.
However, just the experiences he had witnessed with his own eyes had already turned the eyes of the Tomb Demon Daozu into a strange blood color. His long hair moved silently, and each hair stood up straight. A tragic, cruel, red aura with endless killing aura rose into the sky, and then turned into a bloody cloud covering the sky. The top of his head.
"Is Pindao's disciple something you, the Immortal Court, can capture if you want?"
"Since you know that he is Pindao's disciple, how dare you arrest him quietly?"
"Hey, Xianting is becoming more and more courageous now. How dare you not give face to the poor Taoist?"
With a flash of body, Tsukauki Daozu suddenly came to the Second Saint's side, and the colander in his hand slapped the Second Saint's butt hard. There was a muffled sound, and the Second Saint's pants were beaten to pieces. A ball of blood spattered on his buttocks, and his two buttocks were beaten as bloody as crushed tomatoes. He howled miserably, turned around and turned into a golden light, escaping without a trace.
The golden-winged roc ran for his life with all his strength, and even the Demon Master of the Tomb Demon was amazed by his speed.
"Seeing that you know some sense, I'll let you go."
Before he could finish his words, Daozu Zhonggui had already arrived in front of Liudao who was stunned with fright.
"Daozu, please spare my life, this junior's father is..."
The sandalwood chopsticks in Tsukauki Daozu's hand were slashed hard, and a miserable howl was heard. Two of Liu Dao's arms were broken at shoulder level, and two pillars of blood spurted out far away.
"Get lost! I don't care who your father is? If he is not convinced, just launch the dragon army, I just want to kill him. Get out! Get out!! Get out!!!"
His body flashed again, and the Demon Daozu of the Tomb Demon King had arrived in front of the thirty-six powerful dragons.
This time he didn't even move his hand, he just swept the Qingyun above his head, and a terrifying pressure in the bloody Qingyun crushed down, and the thirty-six dragon clan experts were instantly shattered into pieces.
"Can you bully my disciple, Tsukauki?"
The voice of the Tomb Ghost Daozu was still echoing in the void, and a faint Buddha's light suddenly appeared in front of Yin Xuege.
In the Buddha's light was a leaf dripping with blood. She shouted in a hissing voice: "Yin Xuege, what are you doing? The Immortal Court army raided the Blood Sea Continent, return quickly!"
Before Yin Xuege could respond, Daozu Zhonggui had already stamped his feet fiercely and ran away without a trace with overwhelming anger.
(End of chapter)