Chapter 212 A divine sword, White Bone Heroic Demon

There is no time to cultivate the truth...

Chixiao Palace for 129 years.

After decades of change, the situation in the Nanyi Immortal Cultivation World has changed drastically. The former head of the He family, He Shentong, disappeared, and Long Zi, He Feilong, was in seclusion from the Taishang Sect.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that most of He Shentong has been killed; He Feilong, who is already in the realm of the True Lord of Transformation, has lost the blood ties of He Shentong, and is not as good as the remote power of the He family. He has not asked much about the recent situation of He clan, but only has a little support.

Now, Nanyi's largest power has changed from Nanyi City to Chixiao Palace. Even the figure of the Demon Slaying Division who is above the top should look at him differently...

As we all know, Di Rong, the real person of Chixiao, had been promoted to the Nascent Soul realm ten years ago. Shortly after he left the customs, he assisted the Demon Slaying Office and killed the ninth place in the blacklist - Wutong Demon, Ximen Xiong.

At this point, the reputation of Chixiao Zhenren is so famous that he is thirteen towns in one state of Jinguo, and he is already the well-deserved master of Nanyi.

Moreover, there are many talents in Chixiao Palace, and there are more than ten disciples at the realm of Jiedan Zhenren. Even He Feibao, the current head of the He family, comes from it.

The number of Jiedan real people in this family's forces alone exceeds the sum of the other forces in Nanyi...

Nowadays, the popularity of Chixiao Palace has far surpassed the heyday of the He family. The Honglian Chamber of Commerce and the Hunting Association have also expanded its power to the thirteen towns of Jinguo, and have continued some "friendship" with the Nascent Soul Kou family, established a foothold in Jindu, and built a new Red Lotus Pavilion...

Geng Wan suddenly opened her star eyes and smiled slightly, "Eight fish, finally got hooked!"

Suddenly one day, the seven brothers mistakenly entered an ancient monk cave and obtained a magical inheritance "Seven Sons Unicorn Demonic Art".

As soon as the words fell.

The seven people are the seven brothers of a mother and compatriot. They were originally seven quiet and famous foundation-building cultivators in the northernmost part of Jin Kingdom.

On weekdays, the seven brothers acted secretly, and only used the seven demons to communicate with the demons - Ximen Xiong, the demon cultivator, who made a ruthless move, often attacked mountains and destroyed the family, and sacrificed blood to practice.

Therefore, the Jin Kingdom’s immortal cultivation world knows the true identity of the Seven Tong Demons, and is the Seven Brothers, and there are so many.

If we need to cut our souls, we can directly practice the magic skills of seven people, and we will retreat quickly, which is far beyond the description of the inheritance of the Demonic Tao. After a mere eight hundred years of experience, we will retreat to the realm of Di Rong.

There are thousands of small and large islands in the lake, with different shapes. One of them is a prominent island, surrounded by red mist.

For only eight early-stage demon cultivators of Geng Wan, as long as the original body of the Nascent Soul arrives, it is easy to take our lives...

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!" Each of the eight men set out a white bone ring and turned into eight small white bone gods and demons with less than ten feet low.

It was transformed by Geng Wan's arm and was nurtured in the Blood Pool of the Styx. It only inherited the power of the Yuantu White Bone Forbidden Method and the Lower Cang Thunder Bone. It also combined with the power of returning to the void without the remains of the God-Water Staff, and the small movement of the void in the void of the Eight Tyrants, which can shuttle through the void at will.

"Eight, Di is waiting for a while." The blood-colored figure smiled faintly.

In addition, the seven people also sacrificed the bones of the ancient monk into a set of natal magic weapons - seven white bones, small power gods and demon rings.

On the island, there was a blazing red fog. As soon as no one broke in, it aroused a violent reaction. Various colors of light and mist were shrouded in, turning into hundreds of red fog beasts, culminating at eight people.

Outside that is the hub of the small array of the Styx River - the Styx Blood Pool.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, like the sound of metal and iron fighting.

The scattered red mist did not disappear, but gathered in the seven-circle of the avenue and merged into the barrier of the small array, like a tangible iron wall, trapping the people in the array...

The Biluo Knife was unsheathed, and with the backhanded wave, a hanging Biluo Four Heavens Waterfall appeared, and directly fought with the White Bone Little Power God and Demon...

Sudden.

The mission of the Son of Blood God is just to delay time.

That magic sword is the natal magic weapon of the Yuanying.

The bright red color that surpasses blood quickly disappeared, revealing a bright white luster as bright as the moon, like a crescent moon.

"What are you talking nonsense?" The blue-robed figure looked ugly, "Let's take action together, save people quickly, leave here. If you drag it to Geng Wan, it will be too late..."

We were floating on one side of the island and were whispering.

Just finished speaking.

The cultivation of the Ximen Qi brothers is worth mentioning. The reason why the Nascent Soul was deployed for the next ten years was actually the eight other white bones, small power gods and demon rings...

With a sound of soothing, a sharp red sword light shot out from the blood pool and slashed under the bones...

The man in the green robe shook his head slightly and said, "It's absolutely ok. Once Cao Cuo is promoted to Di Rong's realm, he can kill Lao Qi and Lao Qi at the same time. He is definitely a special monk Di Rong. Even if you eight of you join forces at the same time, they will definitely be my opponent..."

And before.

"Zheng!" The sword trembled heavily, and a crisp sound of sword sound was made.

"Huh!" With a wave of the small bone hand on the door panel, he was about to smash the treasure tripod and rescue two of them.

At this point, he was able to deal with it and quickly grew into a magic giant in the north of Jinguo...

"It's not that outside, Lao Qi and Lao Qi's Geng Wan are outside." The figure in the blue robe said loudly.

The bright sword light spread out, and as soon as he was put on his neck, he directly tore the void and escaped...

With a "boom!", a small hole was broken under a stone wall of the Blood Pool of the Styx. Eight white bones and small demons broke into this place. Eight figures were followed by eight human figures, wearing purple, blue, and eight kinds of cloud-patterned Taoist robes.

There are no seventy-seven divine forbidden things in the divine sword. I have sacrificed and refined them step by step over the years, and have devoted a lot of effort...

That magic skill originally required the cutting of one person's soul into seven equal parts of practice.

"Ahhh..." The two identical natals Di Rong, with the color of platinum, were wailing in the cauldron.

Chixiao Cave, in the Blood Pool of the Styx.

"The Little Bone Power God and Demon Ring... It's boring!" The Blood God Son laughed heavily.

...

The blue-robed figure laughed and said, "The small formation hub is indeed hidden on the ground. Someone is in charge of this formation, and it will be broken by Yi Er."

"Sizi..." A ball of red lotus karma fire burned in the top.

A green treasure tripod is located in the center of the blood pool, with no more than four feet low, with seven feet and two ears, deep blue and red, exquisitely carved, densely packed with runes, and no red air flows between the wood.

"Ao Ang!" A little white bone god and demon roared violently, and the treasure light was shining all over his body. He took a step back and appeared on the side of the Qingshen Treasure Cauldron in an instant.

With the eight small bone hands, they waved their hands, and seven painted white claw blades shot out under their finger bones. They immediately seemed to be cutting wheat, harvesting a small piece of red fog beast, which was invincible and quickly retreated to the depths of the red fog...

When a knife is swung out, the sword light will not change in thousands of ways at this moment, so it is called "Shadow".

Eight black lights escaped from the Biwa Lake and turned into eight figures, wearing purple, blue, and eight kinds of cloud-patterned Taoist robes.

The figure in the green robe frowned and pondered: "The situation is not right. Why did you break into that place so smoothly?"

A bloody figure emerged from the pool of bleeding.

...

"What is he firming?" The blue-robed figure grinned and sneered, "It's not a trap. Can you abandon Lao Qi? Is Lao Qi the best?"

"Gululu..." The Qingshen Baoding sank into the blood pool quickly.

It is called: The sword.

The eight demon cultivators in the formation, as well as the two Geng Wan in the Qingshen Treasure Cauldron, are both the seven demons - Ximen Xiong.

The body of the White Bone Little Power God and Demon shook, and then he stabilized his body...

...

However, the seven brothers are gifted and unique, and are born with minds and minds, so they are divided into each other.

"Even if it's a trap? You eight of you attacked together, no matter how powerful the trap is, you can break it one by one. Those who are planning to set up will only suffer the consequences." The blue-robed figure was full of confidence in his tone.

"He should not forget that the seven-son demonic skill that you fellow practitioners, if you lack one person, your skills will be slightly reduced. If you lack two people, your realm will fall directly to the next level, which will slightly affect the chance of being promoted to the realm of God Transformation a few days ago..."

Four hundred outside the lake of Bibo.

Sudden!

Before killing the two brothers of the Ximen family in succession, the Yuanying learned the secret of the Seven-Connecting Demons through soul collection...

"The big island is filled with blood mist, and there is obviously no underworld formation to protect it, and murderous intent appears. Geng Wan trapped Di Rong, the old seventh and the old seventh men, here, obviously with bad intentions, but I'm afraid it's a trap for the young age..." The man in the green robe said in an insult.

In the small array of Styx, the red mist changes, and the divine energy of the small array surges violently. The overlapping barrier light films appear one by one, making it difficult for eight people in the blood pool to escape.

When the man in green robe heard this, he was silent for a moment and suddenly said, "Old and Xiao, what do he think?"

The power of the blood-colored figure has reached Di Rong's early stage. Adding the blessing of that formation is enough to compete with the eight of us

These two Seven-Tire Demons acted erraticly and killed the monks of the Red Lotus Chamber of Commerce, which caused "Geng Wan" and caused a murderous disaster...

"Aoang!" Eight white bones, little demons, shouted together, formed an octagonal killing formation, and attacked the Blood God Son at the same time...

The blue-robed figure sneered at the sound of the words and said, "What kind of climate does it have to look at the things you do? You are all here, aren't you still going to get there?"

The young man in the purple robe frowned and said in a deep voice: "No matter how powerful Cao Chou is, it has only been ten years since he was promoted to Geng Wan's realm. His Taoism is shallow, so he may be the opponent of your seven demons. Besides, you don't have the trump card of the true body of the White Bone Little Power God and Demon. Don't ask for more people, save people quickly..."

"Yes!" the two responded.

Sudden.

"Crazy..."

Above the Nascent Soul's head, a bright red divine sword was slightly unbent, just like a man's dark eyebrows.

"Cao Cuo..., yes, that's just my blood god son!" The figure in the green robe shrank, "In just ten years, Cao Cuo's realm will improve so slowly? It's possible..."

Geng Wan himself has completely digested eight one return and four return elixirs, and his Taoism has increased slightly, and his cultivation has been improved to Di Rong's early realm...

In the red fog of light, sounds of water came from the sound of water.

With a "swoosh!", eight escape lights suddenly broke into the red mist of the island...

The face of the young man in purple robe changed slightly.
Chapter completed!