"How are these blood evil spirits produced?" Mu Qingqing asked solemnly.\
Leng Qiu said: "The blood evil first appeared from Thunder Mountain. On the day it appeared, it spread to some cities around Thunder Mountain. The cause of its formation is still unclear. It seems to have appeared out of thin air. Our Hidden Sword Sect once sent spirit spirits
The swordsman went deep into it to investigate the source, but all failed, and no news was returned."
"According to my estimation, if you want to enter the range of Thunder Mountain, you probably need at least the strength of the Sword Origin Realm ancestor."
A Jian Gangling swordsman shouted: "Ancestor Jian Yuan? Where can we find the Ancestor Jian Yuan? I think we should retreat quickly. Even if we can block it here for a while, we will not be able to block it for a lifetime. Wait until the magic cloud spreads to other major states.
, those sword sects will naturally take action."
This time, the disaster of Moyun can only be solved by the action of the Sword Yuan Ancestor, but now the major sword sects in the Star Pavilion have made it clear that no matter whether they live or die, many spirit sword masters have resentments. Soon the target of the attack was directed at Mu and Ling.
female.
"Two fairies, please tell me, does your sect care about this matter? If not, let's leave immediately. Only fools are trying their best here!"
Mu Qingqing's heart skipped a beat and she glanced at Leng Chou. Only now did she realize that the Hidden Sword Sect's motive for letting them follow was somewhat impure. This was clearly to force them to express their stance on behalf of the sect!
"That's right, you two fairies, you must give me an explanation!"
Facing the excited crowd, Ling Xueer's face turned pale, and she was completely helpless. Mu Qingqing was also anxious, and it was impossible to express her position. She could not represent the sect. When the two women were in trouble, a spirit sword master
He rushed in uncontrollably.
"Report!" The spirit sword master who sent the message said anxiously with a panicked expression: "The blood mist at the border suddenly changed and spread rapidly towards the city. It is expected to come into contact with the city within half an hour!"
"What?"
"How could this happen? Isn't the blood mist still hundreds of miles away from here?"
"Where are the blood slaves? Have you found any blood slaves?"
The entire hall exploded, and many spiritual sword masters showed signs of panic. The war came without any warning, and many people were caught off guard.
Originally, the spread speed of blood mist usually does not exceed ten miles per day, and it takes at least ten days to reach a distance of hundreds of miles, but I did not expect such a change. Does this blood mist really have self-awareness? Knowing that there are many spirit sword masters gathered in Desert City
, so we came to attack in advance? Thinking of this, everyone shuddered.
"The blood mist is spreading, and the blood slaves will definitely follow. Everyone returns to their respective posts and prepares to fight!" Leng Qiu suddenly stood up, and his cold voice spread throughout the hall.
Hearing his voice, Elder Jian Gang, who was born in the Hidden Sword Sect, was certain in his heart. Although he did not have Jian Yuan, he at least had half-step Jian Yuan, right? That's right, Leng Qiu's cultivation had reached the peak of Jian Gang perfection, and he understood
With the murderous sword intent out of his mind, if he hadn't encountered the misfortune of the Demonic Cloud, he would have gone into seclusion to attack the sword element long ago.
Although many spirit sword masters were still uneasy in their hearts, the situation had come to an end and it was impossible to escape. At least they had to overcome the difficulties in front of them. So they all left the main hall and arranged for defense.
Soon, the forbidden patterns engraved on the walls of Desert City lit up one after another, and finally formed a thick layer of spiritual light shield, firmly protecting the entire city. Five two-winged sword ships also rose from the city,
Defend on all four sides and protect the city below.
At the same time, hundreds of spirit sword masters climbed onto the city wall. The lowest cultivation level of these spirit sword masters was in the early stage of the sword vein. Because of the blood mist, the spirit sword masters at the sword cultivation level have lost their qualifications in this war.
Those who are lost in their minds by the blood evil will most likely be transformed into blood slaves. This is the truth that the spiritual sword masters of Jiuhan State have learned in the past year against Demon Cloud.
In just a quarter of an hour, Desert City was ready for battle. Thousands of spirit sword masters looked eagerly at the blood mist rolling in from the south, and each of them grasped the spirit sword in their hands.
Two quarters of an hour later, the blood mist had spread to less than twenty miles south of the city. At this speed, it would only take less than a quarter of an hour for the blood mist to cover the desert city. At this distance, the spirit sword master's vision had already
Being able to clearly see the original appearance of the blood mist, the gushing blood mist reminded many people of a sandstorm in the desert, except that the yellow sand in the sandstorm was replaced by bloody mist.
In the billowing blood mist, figures were moving back and forth, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing into the blood mist. There were countless figures.
"Blood slave! That's a blood slave!"
Spirit sword masters who have experienced the disaster of the demon cloud have a look of fear in their eyes. Only those who have actually fought against blood slaves will understand how terrifying they are.
On the deck of the sword ship, Leng Qiu had a serious look on his face: "Have all the Awakening Pills been allocated?"
A Zhu nodded: "We have already discovered everything."
"Okay, let's end it today with this demonic cloud!" Leng Qiu's eyes were stern, and a murderous intention burst out from his body. It was a pure killing sword intention! And he had already reached the level of Xiaocheng, which was 30% of the level!
The blood mist finally overflowed the desert city, and the entire city was instantly shrouded in a thin layer of blood mist, rendering the entire world into a bloody mess. All kinds of negative mental fluctuations of violent and bloody killings came in waves, stimulating
It captures the hearts and minds of every Spirit Sword Master. Fortunately, all the ordinary residents in Desert City have been relocated long ago. Otherwise, just these bloody demons can turn countless people into bloodthirsty lunatics.
Outside the desert city, an even more heart-wrenching scene is taking place. Countless people in ragged clothes, let’s call them humans, are all over the mountains and fields, tightly surrounding the city, staring with scarlet and bloodthirsty eyes, and roaring like wild beasts. These people
There are men and women, old people and children, but without exception, their eyes are blood red, their bodies are as skinny as firewood, their palms and soles are extremely large, and the nails on them have turned into sharp and long bloody claws.
"These are the blood slaves. They were demonized by the demon cloud, their minds were eroded by the blood evil, and they completely turned into bloodthirsty beasts. Most of them were originally ordinary people." There was a sense of helplessness and sadness in Leng Qiu's voice.
The demonic cloud erupted without any warning. When they knew that the demonic cloud could transform normal people into blood slaves, the cities and counties near Thunder Mountain were basically devoured, and the population inside became like this except for the dead.
This monster is neither human nor ghost. Now the demonic cloud has swept almost half of Jiuhan State, killing at least millions of people. Even though the conversion rate of blood slaves is low, it is almost ten to one, or even one hundred to one.
, the millions of people swallowed by the demonic cloud have at least transformed into hundreds of thousands of blood slaves!
At this moment, outside their desert city, there are at least more than 50,000 blood slaves gathered! Once the number of people exceeds 10,000, it is boundless, let alone 50,000!
Mu Qingqing took a breath of cold air. These blood slaves outside the city were not ordinary people. Their strength was at least at the sword-raising level, and many of them were beyond the level of sword-raising and even sword-veining.
"When fighting, be careful of the blood slaves inside who use swords. These were spirit sword masters in life. Although they have become blood slaves, most of their fighting consciousness has been retained, and their strength will be greatly enhanced." Leng Qiu said to Mu Qing.
Qing and Ling Xueer warned.
After all, no matter how powerful ordinary blood slaves are, they can only be regarded as irrational beasts. No matter how many they are, they cannot become a climate. What is really difficult is those blood slaves who were originally spirit sword masters during their lifetime. These people have retained some wisdom. It can be said that they are
The leaders of these blood slave armies in front of me!
Tens of thousands of blood slaves roared crazily. There was no sense in their scarlet eyes, they were all filled with bloodthirsty madness.
"Roar!"
Following a high-pitched roar, whoever gave the order to attack, thousands of blood slaves rushed towards the desert city, rolling up the endless yellow sand below.
"kill!"
Thousands of spirit sword masters shouted in unison to vent the fear in their hearts, and then sword lights rose on the city wall.
The blood slaves who rushed at the front were strangled countless times in an instant, but more of them rushed past the sword light interception and slammed into the city's defensive sword array.
Boom boom boom!
The entire aura shield trembled violently. These blood slaves turned out to be a completely suicidal attack, using their bodies as weapons to forcefully shake the sword array shield! This temporarily upgraded second-level high-grade sword array was a little overwhelmed.
Five double-winged sword ships also joined the battle group, spitting out bright sword lights. With each sword light falling, two-digit blood slaves were crushed and dismembered. However, such casualties were not enough for the huge base of blood slaves.
can be ignored.
More and more blood slaves sacrificed their lives to crash into the defensive sword formation, knocking the sword light shield into pieces.
"kill!"
Leng Qiu jumped off the sword boat and fell directly into the blood slaves outside the city, killing them crazily. The other fifty or so Jian Gang Stage Spirit Sword Masters also jumped out of the city, trying their best to block the blood slaves from directly attacking the defensive sword formation.
collision.
Mu Qingqing gritted her teeth and jumped in with her sword. Ling Xueer held on to the side of the boat and could barely stand. She had never thought that there could be such a horrific killing scene in the world. Some of those blood slaves were obviously children.
!Seeing these blood slaves who managed to maintain a distinctly human appearance being shattered under the light of the sword, Ling Xueer felt like she was about to collapse!
These demonized people were like crazed beasts, rushing towards the spirit sword masters like crazy, biting their teeth and scratching with their nails. There was no fear in their eyes. However, they looked unbearable in front of many sword gang realm spirit sword masters.
one strike.
Mu Qingqing was slashing mechanically, trying not to look at the faces of the demonized blood slaves. Although it had only been a short time since the sword had been condensed, there were more and more corpses around her, and unknowingly, there were already ten people fighting with her body as the center.
A thick layer accumulated within a radius of ten feet. Gradually, she felt that fewer blood slaves were rushing towards her. Just when she was stunned, a figure holding a sword suddenly walked out of the group of blood slaves in front of her.
This is a middle-aged man. His clothes are relatively neat, but they are covered with sticky blood. His face has a grayish look of death, and he is holding a spirit weapon with a layer of blood halo in his hand.
Sword, blood-red pupil-less eyes stared at Mu Qingqing, causing a deep chill to surge through Mu Qingqing's body.
Mu Qingqing's pupils shrank slightly. The aura of the man in front of him was extremely mixed, and there was a strong evil aura in the blood. It was actually several points stronger than the aura of the spiritual sword master in the early stage of Jian Gang!
"The spirit sword master who was demonized by Mo Yun!" Mu Qingqing's heart skipped a beat, remembering Leng Chou's warning.
Just when she was about to deal with it carefully, three more figures walked out from the group of blood slaves. They used the same blood-eyed spiritual sword. Although their aura was slightly inferior to that of the first one, they still reached the early stage of Jian Gang!
Four demonized spirit sword masters at the early stage of Jian Gang! Mu Qingqing took a breath of cold air. Not surprisingly, the four demonized spirit sword masters quickly surrounded her and stared at her with their scarlet eyes.
In her, a bloodthirsty mind was brewing crazily.
At the same moment, the Jian Gang realm spirit sword masters in other battlefields also encountered the same experience. Everyone was surrounded by several demonized spirit sword masters of the same level. As the strongest person present, Leng Qiu, there were five Jian Gang realm spirit sword masters.
A perfect-level demonized spirit sword master, and five advanced blood slaves of the same level!
"Zhong Li! Xu Ziping!" Leng Qiu took a breath of cold air. He actually knew two of the five demonized spirit sword masters! They were both elder Jian Gang who fell into the disaster of the demon cloud! Unexpectedly, he actually knew two of them.
He will appear again as a blood slave! And his strength will increase by more than ten times!
There was no emotion in the scarlet eyes of the two demonized elders, only bloodlust and killing. Their response to the cold hatred was also a roar that was not like a human voice, and then the swords contaminated by the blood evil exploded, and in their hands
The spirit sword slashed at Leng Chou without hesitation.
Leng Qiu sighed in his heart. At this moment, he naturally understood that these two elders were dead. Even though their bodies were still there, their souls had been completely wiped out. Their bodies were only dominated by the most primitive bloodthirsty desire to kill.
The spiritual sword in his hand buzzed, and the bright sword light suddenly lit up with an overwhelming killing intent...
The battle had just begun, and Mu Qingqing was completely suppressed. Her cultivation had just reached Jian Gang, and her cultivation had not even been completely consolidated. Faced with four opponents of the same level and even stronger than her, danger immediately arose. These demons
The Spirit Transformation Sword Master is surprisingly powerful. Not only has his cultivation reached the early stage of Jian Gang, but his sword realm cultivation has also been alienated, comparable to the early stage of "Transformation Realm"! The alienated sword light contains artistic conceptions such as madness, bloodthirsty, and killing.
, if her swordsmanship had not reached the middle stage of transformation, she would not be able to compete!
"Sister Mu, let me help you!"
Seeing that Mu Qingqing was in danger, Ling Xueer finally plucked up the courage to jump off the sword boat, fell into the battlefield, and fought side by side with Mu Qingqing.
With Ling Xueer's cooperation, Mu Qingqing's pressure immediately eased.
"Sister Xueer, stop them first," Mu Qingqing said.
"Sister Mu, don't worry."
At this moment, Ling Xueer showed a fighting talent that was completely inconsistent with her own personality. She blocked four demonized spirit sword masters in a short time by herself. Various sword styles emerged in an endless stream, and her sword was extremely weird, with water attributes.
It was filled with mist and ice-cold attributes, and its ice-cold power penetrated sharply. As her sword sword unfolded, a cold, mist-like sword energy spread out in layers, and the four demons
The Spiritual Sword Master moved very slowly in this ice mist, and soon a layer of frost formed on his body, and it slowly thickened.
Mu Qingqing had no worries. The sword pouch on his waist flashed, and a blue sword picture appeared in his hand. Suddenly it unfolded above his head. Several sharp blue sword lights fell down, instantly covering a demonized spirit sword master.
The spirit sword master's body was immediately covered with a thick layer of ice crystals, and then the ice crystals shattered, and the frozen human body inside also naturally shattered into several pieces.
Mu Qingqing then followed the same pattern and activated the sword map to kill the remaining three demonized spirit sword masters one by one. At this point, the crisis was over.
"Let's go over and help." Mu Qingqing glanced at the many swordsmen of his own side who were struggling in the distance.
Other Jian Gang Realm spirit sword masters are not as relaxed as the two women. They are besieged by several demonized spirit sword masters or advanced blood slaves of the same level. It is good to protect themselves, but how can they have the energy to counterattack? Therefore, in just a few moments, they can
There have been casualties, and several Jian Gang Realm spirit sword masters were cut into pieces by the bloodthirsty demonized spirit sword masters.
The two women turned into firefighters at this moment, trying their best to rescue the besieged spirit sword masters. The sword diagram in Mu Qingqing's hand has extremely high attack power. As long as it is locked by the sword diagram, even a demonized blood slave in the middle stage of Jian Gang will definitely die.
, as for Jian Gang, it can also be frozen for a period of time in the later stage, buying time for those Jian Gang spirit sword masters.
Soon, many Jian Gang realm spirit sword masters were rescued, and they naturally gathered around the two women like snowballs. As the team grew, the rescue work became easier. After all, the blood slaves
No matter how powerful it is, it can't withstand the attacks of ten or twenty-something Sword Gang Realm spirit sword masters at the same time.
As everyone blasted the last demonized spirit sword master who had besieged Leng Qiu into a pulp, the crisis was finally resolved. However, among the more than fifty sword gang period spirit sword masters who came out, only those in their early forties were left.
More than ten people were injured!
"I don't know how many demonized spirit sword masters there are in this blood slave chao. It's impossible to defeat them. We have no chance of winning."
Everyone's morale was extremely low. There were one-fifth of the casualties on the first day of the battle, and they had no confidence in blocking the blood slave army.
Until now, the number of blood slaves outside the city does not seem to have decreased much, and the number is despairing.
Leng Qiu also felt a sense of powerlessness and had deep doubts about his battle. Finally he sighed: "Go back to the city first."
Everyone was exhausted from the battle so far and needed to take a rest. Naturally, no one would have any objections. Just as everyone was returning with their swords, a burst of shrill laughter suddenly came from the blood mist.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie! You little mice finally stopped hiding? Now that they are all out, why are you going back? Be my blood slaves and provide me with killing power! Hahahaha!"
Crazy laughter came from all directions in the blood mist, and it was impossible to determine the direction. The blood mist around everyone seemed to have received some kind of instruction, and suddenly spontaneously condensed and turned into long bloody ropes.
"No! Leave quickly!"
Leng Qiu's face changed drastically. He felt a terrible mental fluctuation enveloped this place. He couldn't describe how powerful this fluctuation was. It made him unable to raise the awareness of resistance at all! Others also noticed that something was wrong, one by one.
He tried his best to activate his spiritual sword, trying to escape back to the city as soon as possible.
But the mysterious existence did not give them a chance. The blood ropes condensed by the blood mist stretched out one by one like spiritual snakes, entangling the spirit sword masters who had just risen into the sky one by one. No matter how hard these people struggled, they could not
Break through this seemingly thinning fog.
"Open it for me!"
Leng Qiu's eyes were bloodshot, and his half-step sword power exploded completely, especially his killing sword intent that reached 30% level without any reservation! The blood rope that entangled him finally broke apart inch by inch, and he escaped!
"How dare you show off your killing sword intent in front of me?"
A disdainful snort came from the blood mist. Then, a powerful killing intention came, and the surrounding blood mist was condensed again. This time, it actually formed a big bloody hand, grabbing Leng Qiu!
Leng Qiu groaned as his bones were overwhelmed, his face turned red, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.