Chapter five hundred and seventy-ninth: The sword cuts through the spring
"Senior Brother Gucha!" At this moment, Venerable Wucha took a deep breath and shouted to the headmaster of Beimang in front of him.
"Hmph!" Hearing a cold snort, the master who was in the middle stage of Qi Refining moved and came to the side of the Master Susha in a flash, shouting: "Hey, junior brother! Wake up!"
"No...no...don't come here, I...I was wrong...no...no...I'm right, it's you who are wrong! It's all of you!" The words of the venerable Gucha did not wake him up.
, which made the madness in Venerable Susha's eyes even more serious.
Seeing this, Venerable Gu Cha's face became cold. He stretched out his hand to grasp the golden dragon whip and pointed it at the forehead of the insane Venerable Su Cha.
Following his instructions, Venerable Sucha finally returned to normal, and then fainted, and then was thrown away by Venerable Gucha and left to the care of Venerable Wucha. Then he turned his head and stared at Lang Fei with a gloomy look. "Boy,
I admit that you are very strong, but if you dare to come to our Beimang Demon Sect to act wildly, then go to hell!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hands, and there was a small blood-red flag and a black formation disk in his palms.
Lang Fei frowned when he saw what he had in his hand. They were two more high-grade spiritual weapons. They were indeed a vassal sect of the Fang Cun Holy Sect.
At the moment when he was slightly lost in thought, the ancient temple venerable moved. He did not rush to sacrifice the formation flag and formation disk, but instead shouted, "Youquan Barrier!" As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual energy within a hundred miles radius suddenly
It became agitated, and rumbling sounds could be heard from the entire Black Abyss Blood Prison.
Blood red filled the sky in the blink of an eye. Then, circles of blood red light began to appear around the ancient temple venerable, and then surged towards the surrounding areas.
"Xiao Bai'er, take your uncle and leave here!" Lang Fei glanced at the spreading blood glow with a solemn expression, and said to Xiao Bai'er beside Fairy Qingxia.
"Roar!" Accompanied by the deep beast roar, Xiao Bai'er carried Fairy Qingxia and climbed to a height of 100 feet above the Blood Prison in just a few leaps.
When one man and one tiger left, the blood-red light had revealed its true form, but it was a lake of blood, surging forward, overwhelmingly rushing towards Lang Fei. At the same moment, the ancient temple venerable threw the formation disk in his hand first. In the blood-red sky
Suddenly there was a dark sun.
Lang Fei felt his body sink, and his feet felt as if they were filled with lead, extremely heavy.
On the other side, seeing Lang Fei not dodging, the blood had spread. The ancient temple venerable threw away the formation flag in his hand again. As the blood red disappeared, fiery red electric snakes suddenly lit up in the sky.
See the barrier again! When fighting Master Aoki, I had seen his Hundred Flowers Barrier. Now when I fought against the Lord Gucha, I encountered the so-called "Secret Spring Barrier" again.
The name "Boundary" is due to the fact that after advancing to the Qi Refining Realm, true energy is transformed into spiritual power, which can mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on a large scale. In addition, monks have been immersed in the magic of one attribute for many years until they have mastered it.
After returning to nature, you can understand the art of enchantment. Generally speaking, only the geniuses among geniuses can understand the enchantment in the middle stage of Qi refining. If it is ordinary earth spirit roots, those who cultivate immortality with human spirit roots are lucky enough to advance to Qi refining.
In this realm, nearly half of the monks may not be able to master the art of enchantment for the rest of their lives. As for the other half of the monks, they will not be able to understand this art until they reach the late stage of Qi refining.
In sharp contrast to Lang Fei's solemn expression, are the disciples of the Beimang Demon Sect who have hid in the Blood Prison. Although the enchantment technique of the Gucha Venerable is known as the "Secret Spring Barrier", it can be
In their opinion, it should be the Youquan Blood Domain. Above the barrier is the domain, which is a powerful magical power that can only be understood by true immortals.
The reason why Youquan Barrier can be called Youquan Blood Territory is because the ancient temple venerable holds the Demonic Blood Flag and the Inverse Star Plate in his hands. With these two things embellishment, the Youquan Barrier has a comprehensive strike effect.
Ability. From controlling gravity, to blood-light divine thunder, to the blood shadow attack of the Youquan Barrier itself. This kind of all-round three-dimensional attack method is only possible in the realm of true immortals.
Is it the barrier of Youquan? Lang Fei glanced at the fleeting blood shadow in the bloody ocean below, and then looked at the bloody sky. The solemn look slowly dissipated, and suddenly there was a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth. True Immortal Realm
? How can the realm of true immortals be compared to the realm of enchantment? Even in ancient times, being able to cultivate the realm of true immortals is equivalent to receiving the order from heaven. Those who can be promoted to immortals do not necessarily have the realm, but those who can cultivate the realm, then
He will definitely be promoted to immortality.
This was also the reason why I dared to challenge Yama of the Tenth Hall in my previous life when I was only a mere earthly immortal. I think back then, as Master Qingshui, his field at that time was not the same as those of his senior brothers who corresponded to the eight kinds of water spirits in the world.
On the contrary, it is an extremely rare realm of sealing without attributes. This is why his water realm can seal spiritual objects in the world, and why his old Taoist master in his previous life just let him go no matter how much trouble he made.
Thinking about the domain abilities that the senior brothers he met in his previous life had that could destroy the world, and then looking at the Youquan Barrier that was regarded as the trump card by the ancient temple venerable, Lang Fei had a hint of ridicule on his face.
At the same time, monstrous murderous intent surged out.
Such evil spirit soaring into the sky, vicious energy corroding the bones of blood, such a mysterious spring and blood lake that stretches for dozens of miles and has a monstrous glow of blood. How many souls must be devoured and how many people's blood must be drained to condense it? If more were added,
The blood pool sent by Beimang Demon Sect to Tianyao Sect, and the boundless sea of blood deep in the Black Abyss Blood Prison, are they one hundred thousand? One million? Or ten million?
Except for Jin Zhongshan, this is the first time that Lang Fei is eager to destroy a sect. Such a demon sect has stood in the sea of stars for tens of thousands of years, but not even a single Xuanmen righteousness is its enemy, and no one dares to stand up.
Say "no" to these butchers.
"They don't dare, but I dare! If they don't take action, I will take action! Since there is no justice on the road to immortality, then it will be up to me to repay the blood debt that has lasted for hundreds of thousands of years for those undead souls!"
Bloody lightning struck his body, creating waves of yellow ripples. The pressure of the mountains was on his shoulders, but it could not make him bend even a bit. Even the countless blood shadows could not get close to him.
The first three feet.
The three thousand flying swords were as fast as wind and thunder, and returned to Lang Fei in just an instant. Venerable Qiancha was originally confined in a small space by many flying swords. Just when he felt that the sky and the earth were not working, he suddenly
, all the flying swords suddenly disappeared without a trace. When he turned his eyes to look, two phantoms, one gray and one white, appeared behind the blood-stained white man opposite.
"I am willing to use three thousand swords to cut through the injustice in this world and kill all those who deserve to be killed! For the sake of the dead in the past! And for the living today! And for the descendants of future generations!"
The white sword energy was like a raging tide, covering up all the strange colors in the world for an instant. Venerable Qiansha felt that everything in his eyes was white. Time suddenly stopped at this moment, all sounds disappeared, and all movements became dull.
It was extremely slow. There was only one person in sight with one sword, tearing the sky and the earth apart, cutting through the blood lake in an instant, and the long and narrow sword energy like a chasm in the sky sank into the body of the ancient temple venerable like a white rainbow.
"Roar"! In just a short moment, the whole world suddenly returned to its original color. Countless blood shadows rose up in the blood, roaring and whimpering at a figure in the empty zone.
In front of him, three thousand flying swords breathed white sword energy, pierced the sky, and fell into the depths of the black abyss one after another.
There were no screams, no cries of pain, just some muttered confessions.
"Don't come here, I deserve to die, I...I deserve to die!"