Chapter 645 Behind the scenes, a drop of immortal blood!
Wherever the Sanskrit sound reaches, the heaven and earth tremble.
The entire Nine Swords world was shaking violently, and the condensed Seven Swords seemed to have encountered a magnitude 12 earthquake. The sky was filled with dark clouds, giving it a doomsday scene.
But at this moment, there was a seven-color brilliance deep in the spiritual power sea, rising into the sky, and a green vine, with a lotus that was constantly changing colors, growing upward.
A moment later, Baolian had rushed out of the water and suddenly turned into a huge edict. From the edict, a clear voice came, "The emperor said, the mortal world belongs to the immortal!"
"The Emperor said that people in the lower world can become immortals!"
"The Emperor said that all races in the world can become immortals!"
"The Emperor said..."
There was a loud sound, like a bell, and the sound waves rippled back and forth.
In the sound of these words, the chanting of the Great Dao Sutra was stopped, and the turbulence of the world began to subside.
At the same time, Xia Yu's thoughts were also taken back.
"What a risk! There is definitely something wrong with this "Dao Jing"!" Xia Yu was shocked.
He had never encountered or heard of such a thing. After reading a scripture, his mental power was actually controlled by the scripture.
It felt like being brainwashed, being forcibly brainwashed, and having his soul captured by someone, and then the "Dao Dao Jing" was harshly washing his soul and instilling the will in it.
"Those worshipers of immortals are all in a daze, shouting loudly, walking forward, kneeling three times and knocking nine times. Is this the result of being brainwashed?" Xia Yu felt shuddering.
If the Seven-Colored Lotus had not been born, he would probably have fallen into a state of confusion. Or maybe he was not confused, but believed deeply in the Immortal Religion, and then helped spread the religion to harm other people!
"Thanks to the seven-color lotus." Xia Yu cast his gaze on his Nine Swords world again.
As he regained consciousness, the world of Nine Swords also settled down, the Sanskrit sounds disappeared, the earth trembled and the mountains stopped, and the seven swords of the world still stood.
But on the foundation, countless cracked marks appeared out of thin air.
"The power of this Dao Jing is so terrifying. What on earth is it?"
Xia Yu was still frightened. He watched blankly as the huge edict that saved him returned to its lotus state, spun slowly, and then seemed to sink into the water.
But at this moment, something he couldn't imagine happened.
A golden thunderbolt suddenly appeared over the spiritual sea of his Nine Swords World.
A thunderbolt struck across the void, with a loud crack and an earth-shattering sound, splitting a crack in the void.
Looking at the dark crack, Xia Yu felt something creepy. The powerful will transmitted from the crack was simply terrifying.
Xia Yu felt the will coming from the other side, so powerful that he could be pressed to death with one finger.
"What is that!" Xia Yu felt some kind of dimensionality reduction blow for the first time.
Fortunately, nothing emerged from the crack, only a hand.
It looks like a man's hand, with thick joints but very white skin. It looks pampered and pampered. It is the hand of a very noble man.
Then the hand turned around, facing the seven-color lotus, and grabbed it.
"Not good!" Xia Yu's face changed drastically.
At that moment, he didn't care how noble and powerful the other party was. He would never allow anyone to take away the "Immortal Edict". It was the only thing in the mortal world that could help him ascend to the immortal world!
"What a strong sword!"
"The Soul-Destroying Sword!"
"Great Sun Sword!"
"Thick Earth Sword!"
"Breaking Water Sword!"
"Thunder Sword!"
"Vacuum Sword!"
At that moment, he could no longer care about anything else and directly used the power of the seven world swords to transform into a seven-color giant sword, carrying all his power.
Boom! His spiritual power evaporated instantly.
All power is poured into the World Sword.
"Behead!" Xia Yu's eyes were sharp and he struck out with a desperate sword without any regard for the consequences.
Just as that noble hand was about to grab the seven-color lotus, it was struck by the sword of the seven-color world. This sword struck his wrist.
The opponent was so powerful that Xia Yu was like an ant.
Ants want to cut off people's wrists?
Obviously impossible!
However, this blow was enough to cause pain to the opponent, and the sword cut through his skin.
And that noble man, who had not been hurt for who knows how many thousands of years, immediately retracted his hand in pain.
The crack in the void also disappeared instantly.
"Huh!" Xia Yu let out a long breath.
His back was covered in sweat, and his whole body seemed to have lost all strength. This was the most frightening time for him since he came to this world.
The teachings of the Exalted Immortal Sect almost made him lost, and the hand stretched out from the crack frightened him even more. He really felt that he was as insignificant as an ant.
Fortunately, the "immortal edict" was not taken away.
Xia Yu let out a long breath and then noticed that a drop of bright red blood fell to the ground.
This blood was extremely heavy. It was just a drop, but it seemed to weigh tens of millions of pounds. It made a pit in the foundation of the ground.
"This is... the blood from that hand!" Xia Yu was pleasantly surprised. The sword just now still caused some damage.
With a thought in his mind, Xia Yu took out this drop of blood from the Nine Swords World. He opened his eyes and looked at this drop of bright red blood. He felt something was wrong the next second and immediately put it into the storage crystal.
"This drop of blood should not be something from the mortal world. Heaven and earth will not tolerate it. This is fairy blood!"
At the same time, somewhere in the upper world.
After passing through the layers of luxurious palaces, in a tall and glorious hall, a tall figure in black sitting high above the hall suddenly stood up.
He raised his hand, looked at a small wound on his wrist, and then roared loudly, "You dare to hurt me even if you are a small mortal? How presumptuous! How presumptuous! How presumptuous!"
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After resting for a while, Xia Yu felt more comfortable.
After what he had experienced just now, he felt like he had walked away from the gate of hell and almost never came back.
"Immortal blood! It actually alarmed the immortals!" Xia Yu felt that there was a huge conspiracy in the immortal world behind the so-called Immortal Sect!
Thinking of the immortal who took action, he was probably the big shot behind the scenes!
"Big shot in the fairy world, you are indeed very powerful! But one day, I want you to taste the power of my Xia Yu!"
At this moment, Xia Yu felt angry in his heart.
Big shot in the fairy world, why do you act so wantonly! Isn't it just because of your super strength?
Although I, Xia Yu, am just an ant, I will always be strong!
"I really want to walk in front of you and see what kind of person you are! A big shot!" Xia Yu has never been so jealous and resentful of this person.
Xia Yu saw the gap, which aroused his strong heart even more!
Seeing Xia Yu open his eyes, the old man in the ring was surprised and said, "How is it? After reading the teachings, do you understand a lot? Only by joining our Exalted Immortal Sect can we escape the catastrophe of heaven and earth. This is
The way out for us humans..."
Xia Yu didn't want to pay attention to this guy at all. He grabbed the storage ring and walked out of the practice formation.
At this time, the metal bottle had eaten and drank enough, and was separated from the huge wind-attributed spiritual marrow. A large amount of power had also been drained from the wind-attributed spiritual marrow, turning white in color, and one corner turned into an ordinary stubborn
stone.
Xia Yu opened the metal bottle and took a sip of the wind-attributed spiritual liquid to replenish the spiritual power he had just consumed.
Then, he sat back to practice the formation.
"Xia Xiaoyou, you believe me right..."
Xia Yu ignored Taoist Chengfeng's nonsense and directly placed the storage ring on the surface of the metal bottle.
Snap!
The storage ring is also attached to the metal bottle.
Xia Yu ignored this thing. He began to sit cross-legged, practice the "Nine Swords of the Void", and began to condense the eighth sword of the world, the Hanging Jian Sword.
In the blink of an eye, three months passed.
As the earth beasts receded, the Biao Feng clan came back again, and absentee monks moved in one after another. In addition to mining, they were ordered to find "Bojiao". Of course, they still don't know that Bojiao is human Xia Yu.
Xia Yuzang's location was very good, and there was a phantom formation blocking the entrance of the cave. Even if a monk from the Biao Feng Tribe walked by, he was not discovered.
And he has also refined two bottles of wind-attribute spiritual liquid.
At this moment, all the cracks in the foundation of his Nine Swords World have been repaired to perfection.
At the same time, the eighth sword of the world, the Xuanjian Sword, has taken its prototype, becoming a blue giant sword that reaches the sky, standing in a corner of this world.
Xia Yu let out a breath, kicked open the cracked storage ring on the ground, and then picked up the metal bottle and looked for patterns on the surface.