Chapter 169: Blood God takes the Ziying Sword, White Bone Blows to Shock the Immortal

Thousands of miles away from Ciyun Temple, there is an unknown mountain deep in the Mangcang Mountain. A young man in blood carries his hands on his back, isolated at the peak, his eyes shining brightly, and he looks in one direction without any moment.

This person is Zhong Yuan, the current head of Hongmuling.

What he wanted to see was naturally the situation of the sword fighting in Ciyun Temple! However, standing here, he could not really see it. Because what he cultivated was the seven emotions and six desires eye. Although it also added some to his eyes, hundreds of miles were almost the limit. He was really powerless to do anything thousands of miles away.

It’s not that Zhong Yuan didn’t want to get closer, but, if he went further a few hundred feet, it was the space covered by the photography and shape-keeping mirror. Not to mention the power of the divine mirror itself, Yan Yingmu, the mirror-controller, had a pair of real sky eyes that penetrated one or two thousand miles, which was absolutely no problem. The target of Zhong Yuan’s target this time was Yan Yingmu, so how dare he arouse his vigilance.

As for using magic searches, it is even more unfeasible. It is found that it is iron. Therefore, he can only wait here and wait for the opportunity to appear.

Although he could not see any scene in Ciyun Temple in his eyes, he had spontaneously simulated the scene of sword lights fighting back and forth. In his ears, there seemed to be a thunderous shouting shouting.

"I hope these guys can be smarter and don't get the Emei Sect's tricks in an impulse! In this way, it can also cause enough threats and damage to the Emei Sect! Otherwise, it will probably be accorded the Emei Sect's reputation!"

Zhong Yuan kept comforting himself. Although this battle had nothing to do with Hongmuling itself, it had a crucial impact on the overall direction of the future.

Ciyun Temple.

The remaining body and blood take off, and the sword energy is the same as the same color!

This place has become a Shura slaughterhouse. Almost every moment, the lowly disciples are injured, including one from Wutai and one from Emei.

On the scene, it was evenly divided and each had the victory.

The level of Earth Immortals, Wutai is slightly stronger, and he is fighting with Ascetic Tautuo and others, and does not give them any chance to arrange the Liangyi ** dust array.

At the level of disciples, the Emei Sect is slightly stronger, and the holdings in their hands are all magic weapons. Although their magic power is slightly inferior, when encountering danger, the magic weapon often spontaneously explodes combat power to protect the master, but its morale is so strong that it can defeat Wutai and retreat. If it weren't for the fact that there were some extra Earth Immortal masters on Wutai, the lower disciples would have collapsed directly.

Among the disciples of the Emei Sect, the most amazing thing was a female disciple. A purple sword light beside her was twisted like a dragon, which not only kept the wind and rain protected by it, but could not invade any external force. Under the bursting sword energy, disciples from Wutai were constantly injured or died.

This person is Li Yingqiong, a disciple of Miaoyi’s wife Xun Lan, who has recently joined the disciple of the disciple. He is holding Ziying, one of the Emei Sect’s two swords of the mountain-Ziying.

However, she was extremely brave and rushed into the square formation of a disciple of Wutai. She rushed into the staggering formation, which was really invincible. So much so that when she turned around, the low-level disciples of Wutai could not help but retreat. Only the previous generation of Earth Immortal masters dared to go forward to fight against the Ziying Sword. If there was no good magic weapon in the hands of Sanxian, they would not dare to go forward.

Li Yingqiong was born with evil spirits, and was a natural evil star. Therefore, in such killing, he not only did not feel tired at all, but instead became more and more excited, with a long roar.

During the long battle, the Ziying sword light not only did not weaken because of this, but instead became stronger and stronger. The dragon shape surrounding it became more and more obvious. Suddenly, a real dragon head suddenly appeared at one end of the sky. He bit it and swallowed the flying sword of Mangtoutuo of Baoen Temple in Boyu Peak, Guangxi. Then, it turned into several segments, and sprayed out with a huge purple sword energy. At the same time, the huge dragon head also bit it again.

The two attacked each other and suddenly lost the flying sword, Mangtotuo was in a panic and was pierced by the sword energy, and then bitten into two pieces, and he could not die anymore.

Killing a peak scattered immortal, Li Yingqiong became more and more excited, and turned his body and rushed to another place. At this time, a young and handsome young monk suddenly broke away from the original battle group, emitted millions of red silk sword lights, and welcomed him up.

This person is Qin Lang, the Feitian Yasha, under the ancestor of Huashan Fierce Fire.

Qin Lang is greedy for life and fears death and is extremely lustful. No one expected that at this moment, he was so brave and felt quite ashamed. However, even though he was ashamed, in their opinion, his life was more important, so one by one, took this opportunity to gather together and retreat.

"The pearl of rice grains also shines brightly!"

At this time, the earth immortal who had killed retreated. Li Yingqiong, who died at the peak of the immortal, naturally looked down on such a "little guy". At that time, he scolded him and didn't even look at him, and walked forward towards the thousands of red silk sword lights, as if he was strolling in the garden.

As expected, the tens of millions of red silk were shaken by the long purple Ying dragon surrounding them before they could get close to each other, turning into a pair of scrap iron and falling to the ground.

Faced with such a scene, Feitian Yasha Qin Lang seemed to be crazy, his eyes suddenly turned blood red, and his body closed, flames ignited, and he rushed towards Li Yingqiong.

"Moths to the flames!"

Such a scene that seems extremely heroic to Wutai, only Li Yingqiong's evaluation was so ended with.

Even though, in her opinion, she would not take action, and Qin Lang would have to die. She had no intention of softening her heart. She stepped forward with a high spirit. Zi Ying's sword light swept away and split Qin Lang's body in half.

However, strangely, Qin Lang's body was two pieces, but no trace of blood was spilled. A dark red blood shadow flew out and he pounced towards Li Yingqiong.

Li Yingqiong instinctively felt something was wrong. As soon as Zi Ying's sword light urged, the bitter sword energy flew up in the sky, and suddenly it cut through the deep red blood shadow, splitting into pieces, as if floating in the sky.

However, these floating fluffs continued to pounce on her. When they pounced on her, a spiritual talisman on her body spontaneously exploded and turned into an extremely dazzling Buddha light, isolating it outside.

At this time, three words suddenly appeared in Li Yingqiong's mind - the Son of Blood.

The blood shadows in the sky that failed to hit the attack quickly merged together. Five fingers were like hooks, and purple green air streams rushed out of their fingertips, and they grabbed the dragon head of the purple-ying long dragon.

While grabbing, he smiled strangely and said, "Good baby, come back!"

"Split and shadow-catching sword technique!" Li Yingqiong was shocked and couldn't help blurting out his words.

The Ziying Long Dragon was still a little resistant at the beginning, but as soon as the purple green air flow rushed in, it suddenly calmed down and turned into a four-foot long sword, falling into the hands of Xueying.

The sword body trembled, but it was not restless, it seemed like excitement!

This blood shadow is naturally the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin. In order to avoid the detection of the photography magic mirror, he spent a lot of money this time and used the forbidden technique in "Blood Nervous" to engrave countless spells and prohibitions on Feitian Yasha Qin Lang. If he hadn't specially prepared several scattered immortal souls as supplements in advance, he would have really not been able to hold on.

However, this kind of restriction is quite limited. First, after entering, you can only exert your original cultivation, and your own powerful magic power cannot be used at all. In the end, after entering, unless there is a strong and extremely powerful force to break it, it is impossible to come out on your own.

If it were normal, the Blood God would not have been trapped in a cocoon, bound his hands and feet, and limited his abilities. However, the information Zhong Yuan brought to him was too tempting, so it took a big risk and made a try.

The big risk really means great gains. The Ziying Sword won many things in one go. Holding the Ziying Sword, the Blood God King was very excited and roared, "Old friend, let us join hands again and dominate the world!"

As he spoke, the Ziying sword in the Blood God's hand shook casually, and a extremely thick purple sword light blasted towards the original owner Li Yingqiong.

"Dare you, thief?"

Two loud shouts came from the nine heavens, like a silver screen piercing and an iron cavalry protruding. Then there were also a fist-sized thunder bead, and two figures of a blue and white.

What a person the Blood God Lord is like? The sword light keeps spreading Li Yingqiong in half with one sword. Then, the sword light is reversed and a huge purple sword lotus is cut out, wrapping the crystal thunder beads in it.

The crystal thunder bead is Yan Yingmu's unique secret technique inherited from Ji Xuan of Jellyfish, which is extremely powerful. However, as soon as it exploded, it was strangled by the turbine formed by the rotation of the sword lotus.

In the vast mountains.

Zhong Yuan's heart has been tangled.

Because, he just clicked an introduction. Whether the two big bulls, the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin and the Demon Corpse Gu Chen, would come to cause trouble for the Emei Sect when fighting swords in Ciyun Temple depends entirely on their wishes.

If they did not come, Yan Yingmu would not have a great chance of appearing. Then, even if it was effective, it would not have any intimidation to the Ciyun Temple sword itself! It can only play a role in identifying the effect of bone blowing. This is a big blow to people like Zhong Yuan who strive for perfection.

In this torment, time passed by bit by bit.

Suddenly, Zhong Yuan's eyes found that the slight white light shining down from the photography-leaving magic mirror in front of him was shrinking rapidly like the tide of the sea. At the moment, Zhong Yuan realized that the change he wanted had occurred. At this moment, the Thousand Miles talisman on his body immediately burst, and with a step, it was Thousand Miles.

It took three thousand miles a line of talismans in succession, but Zhong Yuan’s location was less than five hundred miles away from Ciyun Temple. At this time, he stopped moving forward, trembling his hands, blew the bones from his arms, put them beside his mouth, and blew them down violently. The magic power in his body was surging, like the roar of the sea, wave after wave, never stopping.

"Ao...ao...ao..."

It is like billions of ancient blue dragons chanting in unison, the unique ancient and desolate atmosphere makes people feel as if they are in the ancient times.

There are two figures, one green and one white, the green one is the Qingnang Fairy Hua Yaosong, and the white one is Yan Yingmu, the master of Miaozhen Temple. Both of them are invisible above the sky, and the photography is on the side of the magic mirror. However, the difference is that Yan Yingmu is guarding against the Blood God Lord Zheng Yin, while Hua Yaosong is targeting the demon corpse Gu Chen.

The demon corpse Gu Chen escaped under her guard and took away the Emei Sect’s treasure Qing Scout, which made Hua Yaosong feel particularly humiliated. It was precisely because of this that she did not tell Emei in time that she was going to arrest the demon corpse Gu Chen on her own and then tell her again, but in the end, the demon corpse Gu Chen successfully escaped from her pursuit and disappeared.

This time, Ciyun Temple's sword fighting was very likely to come with the revenge mentality of the demon corpse Gu Chen. Therefore, Hua Yaosong volunteered to come to help the battle. The true man Miaoyi may not care much about the demon corpse Gu Chen, but he did not dare to neglect the Qingshou Sword of the two swords in the mountain. Therefore, he specially took out the Emei treasure Lingcui Peak and handed it to her hand to collect the Qingshou Sword.

Originally, Hua Yaosong shouldn't have appeared if the demon corpse Gu Chen did not appear. However, when she saw that the Ziying Sword, one of the two swords in the Emei Town Sect, was also taken away, she had to move. Because, only Lingcui Peak was the most effective in seizing the Ziqing Sword.

The two of them pounced down together. Yan Yingmu, as a celestial immortal, was naturally at a speed. He felt that the Great Sumeru Vajra God Palm was about to be slapped out when suddenly, a dragon roar came into her ears. The unique ancient and desolate aura made her soul jump up a little involuntarily, as if it was rushing out of her body.

At that time, Yan Yingmu was shocked. She didn't dare to let her soul appear, because once it appeared, it meant that she had to ascend immediately.

Yan Yingmu is a proud and arrogant person, but she is unwilling to go to Lingkong Immortal Realm to be a minion. What she wants to imitate is Ai Zhenzi, Changmei Zhenren and others, who ascend to the body, jump into a golden immortal, and become a giant in Lingkong Immortal Realm. At this time, the previous efforts will be in vain.

At that moment, she hurriedly comforted her. However, the sound was like the raging waves of the sea, wave after wave, not only did not weaken at all, but instead became stronger and stronger. The simple calming effect was no longer possible.

"Damn Chiyou's bones! Damn white bones blow!"

Yan Yingmu cursed secretly, but she knew very well that only the strange magic weapon of white bones could have such an effect. At this moment, he didn't even bother to deal with the Blood God Lord. The Great Sumeru Vajra Divine Palm immediately stopped and turned to launch the secret spell of the stealing sky carved on his body, radiating black, crystal clear and transparent, and brilliant light.

These treasure lights of the secret spell of the sky intertwined each other, like spiders woven into a web, quickly synthesizing a large web and wrapping it tightly inside.

Even so, Yan Yingmu still did not dare to pause under the invasion of the sound wave. The treasure light kept shooting out, wrapping it up layer by layer. Soon, a huge black egg appeared in the void.
Chapter completed!