"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, at least half of the twelve long knives in your hand are mid-level magic weapons. It's no wonder that you can withstand my Hundred Evil Demonic Sword."
Ancestor Hei Ri's short body was once again enveloped in demonic energy, and at the same time thousands of jet-black sword lights shot out from the demonic aura, like a hedgehog, rushing towards the ancestor of the swordsmith.
The sword-making ancestor was not willing to be outdone. With a thought, the twelve hundred-refined wind-controlling swords in front of him suddenly began to overlap one by one.
In the blink of an eye, it was superimposed into a giant sword that was about ten feet long. Densely runes appeared on the blade. At the same time, the silver-white sword light shot into the sky and directly tore apart a dark cloud in the sky.
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Then it fell from the sky and struck hard at the Black Sun Ancestor who was spitting out thousands of sword lights and wrapped in demonic energy.
"Bang." Suddenly demonic energy overflowed, and sword energy flew everywhere.
It swept hundreds of feet of space in an instant.
"puff."
The sword-making ancestor suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The huge sword that was about 10 feet long was now dispersed into eleven long swords, and the long sword in the middle was already torn into pieces and turned into countless fragments.
Falling into the void.
The demonic energy surrounding the ancestor of the Black Sun also exploded instantly under the light of the sword. He was holding the Baisha Demonic Sword in his hand. The blade of the Baisha Demonic Sword was flashing with a bright black light, entangled with it.
Fight endlessly.
The blow just now caused the sword-making ancestor to suffer a hidden loss. His natal magic weapon was chopped into pieces, and his mind was severely damaged as a result.
Seeing the pale face of the knife-making ancestor, the black-ri ancestor made a strange laugh.
The Baisha Demonic Sword in his hand flew up again, swelling to a height of a hundred feet. At the same time, countless ferocious heads appeared on the blade, with various twisted expressions, and let out silent roars.
These heads were all beheaded by the Baisha Demonic Sword, thus sealing the souls and souls inside. It can be said that being killed by the Baisha Demonic Sword is more terrifying than the soul refining by the demonic fire.
Because once killed by the Baisha Demonic Sword, the soul and spirit will be sucked into it and become part of the Demonic Sword. Unless the Demonic Sword is destroyed, it will not be able to be reincarnated for eternity.
The sword-making ancestor's face became paler, and his eyes showed a hesitant expression, but soon the hesitation turned into absolute certainty, and he patted the star ring on his waist.
Suddenly there was a flash of light on the star ring, and a silver box floated out. As soon as it appeared, the surface began to change. It kept expanding and contracting, and almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a three-foot thick long sword.
As soon as the silver sword appeared, the sword-making ancestor suddenly spurted a mouthful of blood on it.
The silver sword immediately turned blood red, then with a slight sway, it broke through the void and slashed towards the Black Sun Ancestor.
An expression of disdain flashed across the face of Ancestor Hei Ri. He knew all the Nascent Soul Ancestors in the Tianlu Mountains. Among them, only Futian Ancestor Jin Xuanjian Dun was the only one who gave him some scruples.
But now that Patriarch Futian has passed away, Patriarch Tianyi and others are nothing more than clowns in his eyes. The main purpose of coming for himself and Fengyue is naturally to kill the man who killed Patriarch Hentian.
The monk surnamed Xiao used this to establish authority within the Black Demon Sect.
Another purpose is to kill the few remaining Nascent Soul cultivators in the Tianlu Mountains, recapture the Demonic Soul Flags, sacrifice the mortals and immortal cultivators in the entire Tianlu Mountains, and help the great elders develop demonic skills.
Only in this way can the Black Demon Sect have a chance to make a comeback.
Therefore, seeing the bloody sword shooting towards him, the Black Sun Ancestor once again instilled a large amount of pure demonic energy into the Baisha Demonic Sword.
A vast evil aura suddenly emerged from the blade of the Baisha Demonic Sword, almost covering half of the sky, and then surrounded the ancestor of the sword.
The eleven long swords beside the sword-making ancestor flashed with countless sword lights, flying in all directions, driving away the gathering evil spirits.
And the bloody sword directly collided with the Baisha Demonic Sword.
At the moment of impact, a ball of blood-silver light suddenly erupted, with a violent explosion that was deafening. The violent air flow carried countless metal fragments and flew in all directions.
Ancestor Hei Ri's face changed, and he opened his mouth almost without thinking, and shot out a black shield, which grew several feet in size and stood in front of him.
"Puff puff."
A withered-like sound sounded, and the body of the Black Sun Ancestor suddenly retreated, retreating dozens of feet away in an instant.
After he regained his balance, the demonic energy around Ancestor Hei Ri had been dispersed. The robe on his body was covered with dense holes, and strands of blood seeped out from them. Not only that, a strand of blood also overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, Ancestor Hei Ri's eyes were already shrouded in cold evil aura.
"This...could it be the Yuan-Shattered Silver Blade that has been practiced for hundreds of years by fellow swordsmiths? Its power is truly astonishing. Even my magic gold shield can't stop it." Ancestor Hei Ri glanced at the weapons that were already scattered in front of him.
The pitted shield spoke.
However, the face of the sword-making ancestor was already pale and bloodless. The mouthful of blood he had just consumed almost exhausted most of his mana, and he used the broken yuan silver blade to deliver a fatal blow.
Unexpectedly, Hei Ri was still not seriously injured. He seemed to have wounds all over his body, but in fact, after most of the power was blocked by the magic gold shield, he only suffered superficial wounds, which were not fatal at all.
"Fellow Daoist Daoist Dao Dao, who has done enough for making swords, now it is my turn to send Daoist Daoist off on his way."
Ancestor Hei Ri's eyes were filled with a stern look, and the light of the Baisha Demonic Sword in his hand rose into the sky, and then turned into a beam of light a hundred feet long, and slashed down hard towards the ancestor of the sword maker.
The ancestor of the knife maker couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He knew that he couldn't escape even if he wanted to escape at this moment, so he could only bite the bullet and pointed at the eleven long knives beside him. The eleven long knives immediately stacked up again.
It turned into a snow-white sword light, soared into the sky, and headed towards the magic sword.
"Bang." With one blow, the sword-making ancestor's long sword suddenly fell into pieces. Three of them were directly chopped into pieces and turned into snow-white fireflies that filled the sky. The remaining eight were also knocked away.
"Pfft." The sword-making ancestor spat out a mouthful of blood, and then without hesitation, he dodged and rushed towards the group of monks in the Tianlu Mountain Range.
"Friend Tian, it's better not to struggle. If you die under the little girl's bone-piercing demonic light, you can at least reenter the reincarnation. If you die under the little girl's husband's demonic sword, you will never be reincarnated.
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Hundreds of feet away, Patriarch Tianyi panted and looked at Patriarch Fengyue in the distance with a look of horror on his face.
If he hadn't used the lightning escape technique to dodge in an instant, he would have been hit by Feng Yue's bone-penetrating magic light.
If he was really illuminated by the bone-penetrating demonic light, even if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, his bones would become numb and numb in an instant. Even if it lasted for a moment, it would be enough for Fengyue to kill him several times.
Ancestor Tianyi finally understood the power of the Bone-eating Demonic Sword. This high-level Demonic Sword and the Baisha Demonic Sword are worthy of being the most treasured Demonic Sword. It is rumored that this pair of swords was forged by a Demonic Swordsman a thousand years ago.
Yes, but before it was refined, the enemy came to kill him.
Later, the pair of swords disappeared without a trace. No one knew their whereabouts. Unexpectedly, they were obtained by the two demons of the sun and moon.
Thinking of this, Patriarch Tianyi couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, knowing that today would be a bad day.
