Chapter 620: Demonic Sky Void

A bloody day slowly rose from behind Yi Chu. The Chixue Mountain, which had already risen everywhere in the twilight, became brighter under the illumination of this strange bloody day. The sturdy sky was as gorgeous as fire due to the blood light. The entire sky set off the entire sky was extremely beautiful. The large silk-like evening sun set was shattered on the Chixue Mountain, extremely bright and brilliant.

Yi Chu, who was under the bloody sun, seemed to merge with the endless bloody sun at this moment, making people feel a sense of intimidation that they dare not look directly at. In the Blood Transformation Sect, disciples who were working or practicing in seclusion all flew out under the cover of this Bloody Sun.

A pair of eyes looked at the strange blood sun. The cultivators with different cultivation levels had a different feeling of looking at this gaze. In the eyes of monks below the Golden Pill, the strange blood sun was like the sun running in the sky, unattainable. And Yi Chu, who was in the blood sun, was the god in the sun, ruled the heaven and earth, and was sacred and inviolable.

However, the Nascent Soul monks who flew in the front were shocked. In their eyes, the rolling blood sun, with endless murderous intent, could destroy the surrounding void into pieces in an instant. And the few monks of the evil-condensing level felt shocked from the depths of their hearts when they felt the rolling blood sun.

Who can match this move?

"The bloody sun shines on the great thousand, this is the bloody sun shines on the great thousand!"

As the elder of the Chuan Gong who inherited the classics of the Blood Sect, he recognized what the rolling blood sun was at first sight. His eyes were persistent and hot, and he stared at the brighter and brighter blood sun, and slowly knelt on the ground.

The blood sun shines on the great thousand. The second move of the blood-transforming sword technique passed down by the ancestor of the Blood-transforming Blood, gathers all the blood evil energy into a blood-colored day. When used, it is like a blood-colored tomorrow, shining on the great thousand heaven and earth.

The bloody sun caused by floating corpses for thousands of miles. The blood-transforming ancestor once used a bloody sun to shine on a thousand miles of life to kill all living creatures within a radius of hundreds of miles.

As Elder Chuan Gong bowed, the other monks hurriedly fell to the ground. For these monks, the strengthening of the sect leader's cultivation increased a little more guarantee for their survival.

Yi Chu, who was under the bloody sun, felt that at this moment, the murderous intent in his heart was like the scorching sun, rushing wildly, trying to break out of his body. If the golden villain had not suppressed all his murderous intent, Yi Chu felt that he might have to break at least a few mountains to vent!

After more than ten days of meditation, Yi Chu finally realized the magic tricks of the Blood Rizhao Daqian. As the second move of the Blood Transformation Sword Technique, this Blood Rizhao Daqian not only increased his murderous intent, but also increased by twice as much as the power of the demon blood washing Qingtian.

However, at this time, Yi Chu was not very satisfied with the rolling blood sun. Although the blood sun evolved with the six blood-transforming swords as the basis, there was no blood evil surrounding the blood sun, and the power of the blood sun shining on the thousand was reduced by 70%.

Ningsha, and the two words were repeated in his mouth, countless thoughts in Yi Chu's mind were rotating. At present, the ancestor of the Blood Transformation was born and the Dharma King of the Golden Bell was born, and the cultivators who had not been hidden in the world for many years were born. Although the ancestor of the Blood Transformation was helping him, it looked very good, once the attitude of the ancestor of the Blood Transformation changed, it would be a huge disaster for him.

It is Yi Chu's principle that he cannot place his own safety on others. What's more, the old demon of the soul who has lived for many years is obviously not a guy who can rely on. Maybe one day, he feels that his existence, which he regards as a chess piece, is useless, and he will take away himself without hesitation. The consequences are unimaginable!

Of course, you have to master your own destiny, and the best way to master your destiny is to improve your cultivation to the realm of evil condensation. Only in this way can you have enough self-protection ability when facing the master of the soul.

But it is not easy to condense evil! The Blood Demon Pool has been regarded as a forbidden area by the Blood-Crafting Ancestor and the Nine Son Yin Demon. It is not a problem to enter it by yourself, but most of the blood demon aura that differentiates from it has been refined by the two of them. How can there be the part you use for yourself?

Looking at the subordinates kneeling on the ground, Yi Chu waved his hand gently and signaled the monks to flatten.

"The blood sun shines in the sky, and the Blood-Crazy Sect Master is really powerful! However, this kind of majesty is just a show of his own disciples, and it can only be regarded as being arrogant and too petty, and it is looked down upon by people!" An inappropriate voice suddenly sounded outside the Chixue Mountain, and the sound was loud, like thunder.

Hearing this sarcasm, the faces of the cultivators of the Blood-Crafting Sect changed. Especially Elder Chuan Gong and others were even more angry. These unhears were obviously directed at the sect leader. As the most loyal subordinate of the sect leader, how could he tolerate others' sarcasm to the sect leader?

"Who is the rat that dares to be domineering in my Blood Transformation Sect?"

Liu Peng immediately shouted and sacrificed his mysterious gold jade talisman, flying towards the place where the sound was made like lightning. And the moment he flew up, hundreds of disciples of the Blood Transformation Sect each sacrificed their magic weapons, followed Liu Peng, and flew towards the sound.

Two black lights flew straight from a distance as Liu Peng and others flew up. Among the black light, the two men and women in their twenties looked at at most, using a pair of strange flying swords like spirit snakes. In an instant, the rolling red light flew straight towards the Blood Transformation Peak.

"Junior brother, senior brother asks us to write a letter. Why should we provoke the leader of the Blood Transformation Sect? If something happens, it may not end!" The woman in the black light, who was wearing a black and red dress with beautiful eyebrows and eyes muttered to the man beside her with complaints.

The man was eight feet tall, with a stern appearance and a majestic temperament. However, his angular facial features and the always-up corners of his mouth always give people a sense of rebelliousness.

Hearing the senior sister's low complaint, he smiled and said disapprovingly: "Senior sister, you have to listen to the sound of gongs and drums, and listen to the sound of obedience. I ask you, why do you want us to write a book? Isn't it that we are shocked by the guy Xue Mingzi? It's better to hit him, and let him know what the real sect is. Don't naively think that your ancestor will reappear in the world, then you will be the best in the Demon Realm. No matter how prosperous your Blood Transformation Sect is, you have to listen to our Heavenly Demon Palace!"

"Your younger generation dares to break into my Chixue Mountain privately, be bold! You can't just surrender!"

Liu Peng looked at the black sword lights rushing towards the two big-shaped figures, his face changed. As the magic tricks were pinching in his hand, the silver pagoda suddenly rose up and pressed down on the pair of men and women!

The silver pagoda shone brightly in the air. As soon as it was sacrificed, a silver light flew out from the bottom of the pagoda and instantly shone in all directions. Since she became the Nascent Soul, Liu Peng has become more skillful in the silver pagoda. When the seventh-level pagoda is used, he can be said to be familiar with the enemy and can be easily used.

"Hmph, a person who has just cultivated into the Nascent Soul dares to show off in front of me, Ming Yuzi. It's really overestimating his ability, ridiculous!"

The man looked at the pagoda that fell down with a bang, and his face remained unchanged. While his palm was pinching, the flying sword under his feet suddenly turned into a strange giant python that was hundreds of feet long and wrapped around the silver tower.

The giant python was triangular, and the whole body was covered with black. In the flashes, it was wrapped around Liu Peng's magic weapon like a long rope. Under the tight constraints, Liu Peng's silver pagoda could not move at all!

Liu Peng, who tried hard to activate the pagoda, felt that his close connection with the pagoda seemed to be cut off by something. Liu Peng had always loved the pagoda more than his life. Seeing that the pagoda was about to be taken, he couldn't help but feel very annoyed. With the magic urge in his hand, the newly obtained mysterious gold jade talisman was suddenly sacrificed by him in the air. With golden lights shining, it turned into a rain of swords all over the sky, falling straight towards Ming Yuzi.

Ming Yuzi didn't care about the sword rain in the sky at all. A small black banner rushed straight from his body. As he swayed, a stream of black air rushed out from the banner and greeted the golden sword rain.

This small banner was a master of Ming Yuzi who spent a hundred years to forcibly refining a demonic energy into the magic weapon. It is not only a treasure for self-defense, but also a treasure for filth. The magic weapon of ordinary monks will fall to the ground in an instant as long as the black light is rolled by this black light.

The golden sword instantly turned into a golden light at the moment when the black light collided, and fell into the void. The silver pagoda was already in danger under the deterrence of the giant python. At this time, it was hit by the black light and instantly changed to the size of a fist and was held straight away by the black giant python.

Seeing that his magic weapon was taken away, Liu Peng couldn't help but become angry. Just as he was about to sacrifice the newly refined taboo magic trick, hundreds of monks who flew over with him almost at the same time sacrificed his magic weapon.

Flying swords, flying swords, big seals, demon banners... In an instant, hundreds of magic weapons flew out of the void. Although most of the people who were used to control these magic weapons were cultivators of the Golden Pill level, it was very spectacular that so many golden Pill cultivators took action. Even the Nascent Soul cultivators had to retreat.

"If you can't do it alone, you will come to fight together. The Blood-Crafting Sect is indeed well-known!"

After Ming Yuzi sarcastically sarcastically, he rushed towards the rolling black fog. As the black flags above his head flashed, magic weapons fell from the sky like raindrops.

The black lights were crisscrossed, and many disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect retreated one after another. For a moment, Ming Yuzi, who was under the black light, was simply invincible and powerful!

Although Liu Peng did not want to retreat, under the oppression of the black light, he couldn't help but retreat a hundred feet away. He looked at Ming Yuzi in the air fiercely, wishing to smash this guy to pieces. However, at this time, Ming Yuzi, who stood proudly in the air, did not look at him at all.

The woman behind Ming Yuzi saw Ming Yuzi making such a big mess, although she felt something was wrong, but the matter had already happened at this time. She could only sigh in her heart, and with the urge to activate the magic trick, she flew to Ming Yuzi's side.

"Left morphemes in the Heavenly Demon Palace, Ming Yuzi paid homage to the Blood-Black Ancestor Xue Ming."

The woman's voice was crisp and pleasant, and the singing and dancing made people feel comfortable. Although the Blood Transformation Sect had no good feelings for these two people at this time, a kind of good feeling arises from the heart when hearing the woman's delicate words.

Zuomosu and Ming Yuzi, these two people are naturally unknown, but their cultivation is no less than that of the true disciple of Cangmang, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace. You can freely create two such characters to write a book, and the implicit meanings can be imagined.

The Heavenly Demon Palace, the accumulation of the Demon Lord for thousands of years, is not comparable to a sudden rise in the Blood Transformation Sect, and the only one who can lead the community is the Heavenly Demon Palace.

This is an attitude that the Heavenly Demon Palace shows to the Demon Way of the World. Ming Yuzi's strong appearance just now interprets this attitude to the extreme.

The monks of the Blood Transformation Sect all looked very bad at this time. Especially some monks who had just been integrated had a little doubt in their hearts.

Yi Chu sat on the top of the mountain and glanced at the two of them indifferently and said, "No need to be polite. You come to my Chixue Mountain just to show your majesty."

Yi Chu said Yun Danfeng Qing, and he didn't agree with it, but hearing Ming Yuzi and Zuo Yusu's ears made the two of them shudder! Fortunately, the two of them were all secret strength cultivated by the Elder of the Yuanshen Palace of Heavenly Demon Palace. Whether in their state of mind or cultivation, they were not comparable to ordinary monks.

"The sect leader is joking. How dare we show off our skills in front of you? I came this time to come to write a book on the order of the palace master." Although Ming Yuzi said he didn't dare, the man's face with a faint smile had already explained everything.

While Ming Yuzi was speaking, Zuo Yisu respectfully took out a black paper piece from his sleeve. Although under the illumination of a red sun behind Yi Chu, the black paper piece still seemed distant and weird.

"Take it to me!"

At the moment when the paper thorn appeared, Yi Chu felt the extremely vigorous demonic energy hidden in the black paper thorn. He knew that there must be some means hidden in the book written by Ye Lingtian, the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace. Yi Chu stretched his fingers and rolled straight towards the paper thorn.

The levomorpheme, who had been ordered, gently loosened the black paper. The black paper was shattered without wind and rushed towards Yi Chu.

A black ball of light suddenly emerged on the paper when the paper was flying. The black light swallowed the void and turned into a black void as it flew up, covering the black paper in the void!

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