The Xueyin Mad Sword was raised high, and the blade that should have been sharp looked dark and evil under the dim demonic energy.

"Bloodblade Magical Art!"

Wang Zheng's cold words resounded throughout Hehuan Valley. At the same time, Wang Zheng's body, who was pursuing the magic sword technique, suddenly boiled.

Wang Zheng, who was already a terrifying demon, suddenly had blood vessels on his body. His handsome and evil face looked extremely ferocious because of the blue veins.

Crash!

Accompanied by the changes that described the evil spirit, Wang Zheng suddenly heard the sound of surging and powerful flowing water in his body. It was the sound produced by a warrior's qi and blood that was strong to a certain extent and the qi and blood flowed.

The sound was extremely thick, not as clear and pleasant as ordinary flowing water, but as low and heavy as lead and mercury.

As blood rushes all over his body, countless blood seeps out through Wang Zheng's pores, and instantly dyes Wang Zheng into a bloody man.

However, the existence of this blood man was only a matter of a moment. The next moment, the blood that penetrated from Wang Zheng's pores turned into scarlet and strange blood mist, gathering towards the snow-drinking sword in Wang Zheng's hand.

In almost the blink of an eye, Wang Zheng was shrouded in it by a rich and terrible dark red blood mist.

Wang Zheng's Xueyin Crazy Sword became a blood knife, a blood knife completely condensed from blood.

Blood flows slowly on the blade. How similar is this scene to the blood sea of ​​Jiang Ting and the essence and blood left by Prince Zhagu?

All of them were blood flowing slowly in a quiet and strange atmosphere like life.

In fact, this is what is called the three thousand special paths that lead to the same end.

Whether it is Wang Zheng's Demon Blade Blood Technique, Jiang Ting's blood nerves, or Prince Zhagu's Immortal Blood.

When you reach a certain level, whether it is the magical martial arts, the magical cultivation method, or the mysterious blood clan from the Western Continent.

It is fundamentally the same, after all, this world is the same world.

The ultimate principles that exist in the dark can be called the Great Way or the Law. The process of cultivation is to understand them, use them, integrate them, and even control them.

The blood dissipated and gathered in a very slow and visually in a moment. Wang Zheng's momentum also became even more fierce and terrifying at this moment!

The Blood Blade Demonic Art was originally created by Nie Feng after he became a demon. It is a complete blood-seeing blade, first seeing his own blood, and then seeing the enemy blood!

The principle of this Blood Blade Magic Technique is quite similar to the blood escape performed by the real person of Xile. It also uses his own blood as a medium to burst out with power far beyond ordinary!

The power finally continued to reach its peak at this moment. Wang Zheng, who was full of demonic thoughts in his mind, even had a premonition. If he continued to accumulate strength, he would probably have the magic sword to devour the master before killing the enemy!

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng no longer hesitated, and slashed towards Hehuan Valley with the posture of slashing Huashan with force!

Buzz!

The sharp sword sound was like the scream of an unknown devil. The sound of a blood-colored sword was cut out by Wang Zheng!

As the sword slashed out, Wang Zheng's face suddenly turned pale, which was the result of a loss of essence and blood.

However, at the same time, Wang Zheng's eyes became much clearer. The magic sword cut out not only his own essence and blood, but also the murderous thoughts filled with his spiritual will!

The original strong murderous thoughts had even suppressed the burning Zixiaoyan in Wang Zheng's spiritual world, but with the vent of this knife, Zixiaoyan immediately gained the upper hand!

There was almost the same purple flame in Wang Zheng's eyes, and it began to burn!

Feeling Zi Xiaoyan, who had the upper hand in the spiritual world, Wang Zheng finally let out a long sigh. Zi Xiaoyan had the upper hand, and everything was no different from his original plan.

As long as you slowly take it, you can completely digest the fortune this time into your own things without any side effects.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng walked around without hesitation and returned to Taihua Sect.

As for Hehuan Sect’s wealth? To be honest, Wang Zheng doesn’t like it! What’s more, his strength is there, and his share of the spoils after the war is inevitable.

Why should I search for it like a bandit in the sea of ​​blood?

Mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood!

That’s right, it’s just a sea of ​​corpses and blood!

The terrifying sword slashed out, and the entire sky was reflected in a surging blood. The blood-colored sword aura slashed straight towards Hehuan Valley like a split sea.

It is obviously a hundred feet long sword weapon, which is many times smaller than Hehuan Valley, but it gives everyone a sense of fear that is extremely powerful to the world!

With a loud bang, the entire Hehuan Valley collapsed and the mountain guarding formation was as if nothing was left under the sharp sword light!

Unlike Jiang Ting who beats people with weight and corrosion, Wang Zheng's sword relies entirely on his boundless sharpness. Breaking the mountain guard formation is naturally more enjoyable than Jiang Ting!

As soon as the formation was broken, the blood knife showed his cruel side. A blood light flashed, and the endless demonic energy flooded the entire Hehuan Valley with a loud bang.

From then on, no sound came from Hehuan Valley.

After a stick of incense, Dongfang Hua finally came first to control the escape light.

Looking at the Hehuan Valley under your feet, Dongfang Hua's face was filled with horror!

What did he see! He saw a thick knife mark spread from the door of Hehuan Valley to the distance!

Even within his sight, he saw a little brighter!

Hehuan Valley was cut through with one knife!?

The rich blood energy condensed but did not dissipate in Hehuan Valley, forming a faint blood mist, mixed with demonic energy to fill it, causing the entire Hehuan Valley to fall into a strange silence.

The huge knife marks were like an ugly scar, spreading across the entire Hehuan Valley.

The powerful spiritual consciousness of the Jindan stage monk scanned the entire Hehuan Valley. Dongfanghua discovered that there was no trace of vitality in the Hehuan Valley at this moment.

Think about it, how can a group of second-level existences with the highest level of the sky resist the demon blood sword that has the Taoist rhyme?

"All dead..."

Dongfanghua sighed inexplicably, and just floated quietly in the sky without saying a word for a long time.

It was not until all the Taihua Sect members arrived that Dongfang Hua said hoarsely:

"There is no longer a living thing, please pack up the spoils."

Everyone was silent and landed carefully towards Hehuan Valley, fearing that there would be a demon hidden in it.

At this time, Dongfang Hua's voice suddenly rang again:

"In the future, when I see Elder Wang, I must respect and respect Elder Wang. Never make Elder Wang unhappy."
Chapter completed!