Chu Yu's ability, and he used the Jiuyou Soul Searching Technique to record the direction information of the devil's cave from the sea of ​​consciousness. After exploring the path with powerful spiritual consciousness, he killed all the old demon disciples distributed inside and outside the devil's cave in less than an hour.

He did not show off, did not sacrifice magic weapons, or used any magical skills. He killed nearly 30 old demon disciples by using a powerful body to assassinate them. Among them, three of them had reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and they were also unable to survive Chu Yu's assassination mode that violated common sense.

With a crisp sound of fracture, Chu Yu killed the last old demon disciple patrolling outside the Demon Blood Soul Banner Array on the top of Cangmang Mountain like a chicken's neck, and a trace of rare cruel murderous intent hung on the corner of his mouth.

"The minions are gone, and the only thing left is the eighteen demon blood soul banners above!"

Chu Yu locked his eyes on the eighteen blood-colored giant banners hidden among the top of Cangmang Peak, but he was not in a hurry to take action immediately.

Because Chu Yu knew very well that once he launched an attack to destroy the Eighteen-sided Demon Blood Soul Banner, no matter how careful he was, he would definitely arouse the awareness of the Blood Underworld Ancestor. After all, these Eighteen-sided Banners are objects of his life cultivation. Only a little touch can he be able to sense it. Therefore, either do not move. Once activated, he must destroy it with the momentum of thunder. There is only one chance. If it fails, he can only fight against the old demon, but the chance of victory will be greatly reduced.

With intentional calculations and arrangements, Chu Yu first took 108 medium-grade immortal stones, set up a giant Qiankun Spirit Gathering Array directly above the top of the Cangmang Peak, and used secret techniques to hide its traces. It was difficult to detect such a large array if Chu Yu did not activate it. Then he took out eight intermediate-grade magic weapons from the Nine Python Condensing Bristle Bracelet and placed them together as array eyes into the giant Qiankun Spirit Gathering Array. In this way, with the help of these eight magic weapons, the power of this array will be several times greater.

However, once the formation is destroyed, these eight intermediate magic weapons will all become scrap iron. Such a luxurious method of setting up a formation, it is estimated that only a guy like Chu Yu, who has too many magic weapons to count, will do this in this world.

After the formation was arranged, Chu Yu turned his gaze to the foot of Cangmang Mountain, which was nodded by Xue Ming's power. He then suddenly pulled out of the air and flew down there. In a moment, he was already underground.

After about half an hour, Chu Yu had set up something underground. He suddenly broke through the ground and rushed into the air. He stopped until he was level with the top of Cangmang Peak.

The Chunjun sword showed up, and the Hunyuan nine-style sword stance started to move. At this moment, Chu Yu no longer made any reservations. His aura was revealed all over his body, and his power was like a wave. He vented a fierce word "go" from his mouth.

Under Chu Yu's unreserved infusion, the Chunjun sword shone out a hundred feet of golden light for the first time, spreading across the air, like a small sun, and for a moment it swept away half of the blood cloud demon that had accumulated on the top of the Cangbang Peak.

It seemed that because of the threat of the brilliant pure Jinyang, the eighteen-sided demon blood soul banners that were standing on the top of the peak danced all at this moment, shaking out a multitude of blood-colored phantoms. For a moment, thousands of souls were wailing, and thousands of ghosts cried together. The images of countless evil souls and fierce phantoms appeared on the huge flag, which was so terrifying.

At the same time, Chu Yu had already released his spiritual sense that there was a powerful and fierce aura coming to him at a very fast speed. Needless to say, he knew that it must be the ancestor of Blood Nether.

The opportunity flew away, and a divine light flashed in Chu Yu's eyes. The Chunjun sword, which had already accumulated its momentum, turned into a golden light dragon and roared out, slashing the banner closest to the left of the peak with eighteen-faced Demon Blood Soul Banner.

Chu Yu did not naively think that he could destroy all the eighteen-sided Demon Blood Soul Banners with the power of Pure Jun, but only targeted one of them. Because the eighteen-sided flags form their own formation, they can actually be regarded as a combination magic weapon. The eighteen-sided Demon Blood Soul Banner is a complete body, and any flag can only be regarded as a part.

If you only destroy one of them, this combination magic weapon will be incomplete. The loss of power is definitely not as simple as 18 minus one. In Chu Yu's estimate, destroying any of the flags can at least weaken its power. After all, with Chu Yu's understanding of magic weapons and his excellent eyesight, he made such a judgment that he was absolutely authoritative.

Because it was only launched against one of them, although the Blood Demon Soul Banner formed its own formation, it was not manipulated by anyone, so the power was naturally unable to be fully displayed. In addition, the Chunjun Sword was launched with power. Compared with the two, the highest and lower levels were determined.

With just this attack, Chunjun Sword, which turned into a light golden dragon, cut the giant banner more than ten feet high and below on the left side of the peak without any suspense. Although he was blocked by the Blood Cloud Demon and even the shadows of thousands of ghosts in the middle, he could not lose the power of Chunjun's attack.

Unexpectedly, the moment the soul banner was cut off, it was originally three locked in the banner.

All the military souls were liberated and turned into a stream of evil demons that could be distinguished by the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, they had already escaped from the peak of the vast peak and didn't know where they went.

Chu Yu was also stunned in front of him, and said in his heart, "That's all the calculations, but this matter is missed. The three thousand violent military souls were escaped and disappeared in an instant. I don't know how many creatures in the vast cultivation realm will harm. Damn, this flag cannot be cut down like this... Otherwise, except for the Blood Underworld Ancestor, the 54,000 Changping violent military souls that were locked in the eighteen-sided Heavenly Demon Soul Banners escaped to disaster for thousands of creatures in the vast cultivation realm. Such a scene is no different from directly destroying the vast cultivation realm..."

Because of this sudden change, Chu Yu resolutely took back the Chunjun sword that was slashing towards another great demon soul banner. Chu Yu asked himself that he did not know the method of collecting thousands of violent military souls. He did not want to release three thousand violent military souls to harm the people. Now his plan can only take one step, and hope that the ultimate move he prepared in advance can have an effect.

Just as Chu Yu was thinking, a blood-colored light rolled up a blood cloud of about acres and rushed towards the top of the Cangmang Peak, with a huge momentum.

The blood cloud had just settled down, but he saw a big demon soul banner breaking into two pieces. He couldn't help but scream in anger. At this moment, the blood cloud surrounding his body had gradually faded away, showing his appearance.

The red hair that drags to the waist, the eyes are as wide as copper bells, the corners of the lips on both sides are almost cracked to the ears, and when they scream, the big mouth is opened like a bloodbath, which is very scary. The skin all over the body is red, and the blood vessels and meridians under the rough skin are clearly visible. A head is far larger than that of ordinary people, and the proportion to its body is extremely unbalanced. It looks like a ten-year-old child holding an adult head, looking weird and terrifying.

"Do you know how to write the word "death" by the ancestor "destroyed by the ancestor Xueming's voice seemed to be coming from the eighteenth level of hell, cold and gloomy, and there was no trace of emotional color, and even the angry tone was never heard.

"Discover the base of my treasure ​​Liangbao Pavilion Sect, do you know how to write the word "death"?" Chu Yu's smile was completely curled, and the divine light in his pair of deep black eyes was bright, locking the ancestor of Xueming tightly, and he said calmly.

"Treasure Refining Pavilion..." The face of the Xueming Ancestor suddenly stiffened, and a trace of elusive harshness flashed through his blood-colored pupils, and he said coldly: "There is no such thing as the Chaos Cultivation Realm, and the Treasure Refining Pavilion is the ruler of this Ancestor within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles."

"You think so, it's all that is impossible. Whoever has a hard fist can survive to the end, this realm belongs to anyone." Chu Yu said calmly: "Your disciples have already gone one step ahead of you, so you can go and meet them quickly."

While speaking, Chu Yu suddenly took out more than ten small blood-colored flags from the Nine Python Ninjiang Bracelet. Then he saw the five-colored true fire in his hand rising out, and in a moment it was burned.

Seeing more than ten small blood-colored flags taken out by Chu Yu, the ancestor Xueming also changed his expression slightly. He first used the secret technique of the Demon Sect to sense it, but found that within a radius of dozens of miles, half of his disciples were gone. An old face, which was already extremely ugly, was twisted and deformed due to anger, revealing white teeth and said viciously: "If you kill the thirty-six disciples of this ancestor, I will cut you alive for thirty-six days, refining your soul, and teaching you to never be reborn, and suffer the pain of the soul-devouring of thousands of ghosts."

Just as he was speaking, the ancestor of Blood Nether waved his hand back and immediately rolled up a bloody light. The blood soul banner of the Great Demon standing on the top of the Cangmang Peak on the seventeenth side actually rose up from the ground in a wave, turning into seventeen long blood-colored rainbows that rushed straight into the sky, and surrounded Chu Yu in an instant in a circular shape.

For a moment, blood clouds covered the sky, demonic evil spirits blocked the sun, and the roaring wind roared, and even more harsh ghost howls came out. If the cultivation level is slightly weak, it would probably not be necessary for the Xueming Ancestor to launch the real power of these seventeen banners, and he would be shocked by this momentum.

Chu Yu remained calm, and the red green body-protecting divine light around his body broke through the blood clouds and protected dozens of meters in a radius. The divine light in his eyes was revealed, penetrated the blood clouds and was still locked on the ancestor of Blood Ming. "If you have all the eighteen great demon blood soul banners, you may not have a chance of winning today, but now you have gone one of them. Even though the momentum is huge, it is just a flower stand. In my opinion, this thing can only exert its original power of 60%. If you want to deal with me with this, wouldn't it be too naive?"
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