Chapter 336 I just found out about Old Demon Lu today! (Please subscribe)
"Ah..."
From the moment the bloody light came out, Kun Laomo felt something bad. As a result, the three-foot-long bloody sword light flashed. After breaking through his own protective light barrier, an incredible look flashed in the heart of Demon Kun.
“How is this possible?”
He is an existence at the peak of the late Nascent Soul. He should be the person with the highest cultivation level in the field. He is only one step away from the realm of divine transformation. There is actually Can a monk of the same level destroy the protective blood barrier he put up with one strike?
Unfortunately, before he could react to this idea, the blood knife struck him. What shocked Old Demon Kun was that not only was his body instantly broken into two pieces, but his whole body of essence, blood, and soul also unexpectedly attacked the blood knife. The place where it was split was flooded.
"Demon Dragon Blade!"
In the flash of lightning, the name of the magic treasure 'Demon Dragon Blade' came to Old Demon Kun's mind. Unfortunately, before he could use his Nascent Soul teleportation to escape, A ray of purple-red light disappeared into his Dantian in a flash, and a three-inch-long black-red Nascent Soul was rolled up and submerged into the bloody light.
After using Blood Shadow Escape, Demon Dragon Blade and Ancient Demon Tongue to kill the most powerful old demon Kun in one blow, the blood light flashed suddenly and he pounced at Yin on the other side with a changed expression at an incredible speed. The master of the Luo Zong clan, Laomo...
But it was not until this moment that the golden body law figure released by Lu Tiandu held the dragon-patterned black gold stick from top to bottom, and hit his face fiercely with a fierce wind. Jingyuan, the old man in green robe, has a sinister look.
At the same time, Lu Tiandu suddenly waved his Qingluan fan, and with a "whoop" sound, the void trembled, a strong wind blew, and a two-foot-long light blue bird suddenly appeared in the void.
This big bird covered with cyan runes spread its wings and followed the dragon-patterned black gold stick to break the protective shield of Old Demon Jingyuan strangely, and pounced on Old Demon Jingyuan.
There was a loud "bang", and the boundless green blade exploded with Old Demon Jingyuan as the center. Everything within tens of feet was instantly turned into powder by the Qingluan Fan.
At this time, a pitch-black Nascent Soul held a small cyan shield in its arms, with a ferocious look on its face. Just as it was about to escape from the center of the explosion, a vortex of gold and purple swirled above its head, and the Nascent Soul's ears Suddenly there was a cold snort.
The black Nascent Soul screamed miserably, and the flying figure stopped instantly. The colorful sleeves in the sky suddenly fell down. Jingyuan's Nascent Soul was instantly taken into the Wind and Thunder Prison by Lu Tiandu. Try to suppress.
There are only two great Nascent Soul cultivators in Jinjing Tianmo Sect. Previously, Qimiao Zhenren was intercepted and killed by the ancient demon's clone. With the help of the formation, he finally self-destructed the Nascent Soul and was unable to search for his soul. He also wanted to learn the true situation of the Heavenly Demon Sect from this person's Nascent Soul, so naturally he couldn't kill him too.
On the other side, two breaths ago, I heard that Lu Tiandu was going to fight four monks of the same level on his own in public, killing people and grabbing treasures. Disdain flashed in his eyes.
"Even if this person named Lu is invincible at the same level, he will only seek death if he faces four of his comrades!"
Fang Lao Mo just had this thought flash across his mind and was still imagining what he could do from there. Lu Tiandu was almost stunned by how much loot Lu Tiandu received after his death. However, the ancient demon clone and Lu Tiandu made lightning-fast moves in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, as the screams of Old Demon Kun were heard, Old Demon Fang's expression changed drastically, and a large amount of black energy suddenly emerged from his body, submerging his body into it in the blink of an eye.
Almost instantly, the man's sleeves shook, and a ghostly cry came from the black mist. Three tall figures appeared strangely in the black air and stood in front of him.
It was the Corpse King that Fang Lao Mo refined from tens of thousands of iron corpses and bronze corpses, one of which already had the cultivation level of the middle Nascent Soul stage.
Of these three tall corpses in black armor, one held a pair of short swords glowing with yellow light in both hands, one held a green spear, and the last one actually carried a huge silver weapon. Mace.
With a thought in Fang Laomo's mind, the three black-armored corpse kings suddenly opened their mouths and sprayed out three streams of green energy towards the blood shadow. There was a nauseating stench coming from the green air, which was the corpse poison that had been accumulated in the belly of the three corpses for who knows how many years.
If an ordinary monk was hit by this poison, he would probably be infected with the poison immediately, and most of his cultivation would be lost first, so Fang Lao Mo decided to use this corpse poison to block the figure in the bloody light first.
While releasing the three corpse kings to block him, Fang Laomo hurriedly made a hand seal, and the black energy all over his body rolled back towards him at the same time. In the blink of an eye, a pair of pitch-black battle armor appeared on his body.
At the same time, a sinister smile flashed across the corner of Fang Laomo's mouth, and a dark ball was secretly held in his hand.
As long as the corpse poison blocks the person's breath, he will sacrifice the 'Destroying Immortal Pearl', catching the person off guard, and with three corpse kings standing in front of him, he is confident that the aftermath will not hurt him. .
In an instant, the death of Demon Kun made him realize that this person's speed was too weird, and it was impossible to guard against the murder weapon in his hand. It was absolutely too late to release the magic weapon. Only this kind of fairy-killing bead could cause harm to this person.
Just when Fang Lao Mo thought he had laid out a perfect plan, the bloody light flashed strangely and was instantly submerged in three waves of corpse poison. Before Fang Lao Mo could rejoice, a wave of blood suddenly came from his soul. Severe pain, and a shrill scream instantly came from the black mist.
The divine consciousness attack method used by the monk in the late stage of becoming a god with the huge power of his soul was just one blow, and Fang Lao Mo had a dull and painful look on his face.
Not far in front of him, a streak of blood appeared strangely again, a sword flashed in the air, and with a "stab" sound, Fang Laomo's body with his armor had been split into two halves. , dried up instantly.
Before Fang Laomo’s dark Nascent Soul could react, a purple-red silk thread shot through the black Nascent Soul. With a flash of purple-red light, Fang Laomo’s Nascent Soul disappeared without a trace again.
Almost at the same time that Lu Tiandu killed the old demon Jingyuan at an extremely fast speed, the ancient demon also used thunderous means to kill the old demon Fang.
In just two breaths, three of the four late Yuanying monks died.
On the far side, Taoist Yuanxu of Fulong Zong, who was still hesitating whether to step forward to join the siege, had already released his shield, three flying knives and several magic weapons to protect his body. He looked at the corpses on the ground with a look on his face. A look of horror.
"How is this possible? Who is the old demon in this bloody light and shadow?"
Beheading two great monks in the blink of an eye, such incredible combat power made this man His whole body became cold instantly, and he didn't dare to take action again.
“It turns out that this is Lu Tiandu’s trump card!”
After this thought, Taoist Yuan Xu defended nervously, his heart went cold, and he shouted:
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"Fellow Taoist, please stay here. This matter has nothing to do with me. I will leave immediately!"
At this moment, Taoist Yuan Xu, who was originally planning to fish in troubled waters, chose to beg for mercy.
"Hey, I want to leave now, it's too late, just die!"
In the blood light, the ancient demon clone sneered. Seeing that it was too late to rush to the exit at this moment, it was about to forcefully break open the door at the top of the hall. In the valley, the yellow escaping light flew upwards, and with a flash of blood, the ancient demon clone instantly pounced directly on Taoist Yuan Xu.
On the other side, as soon as they saw Lu Tiandu and the ancient demon clones on the stage killing each other, they had received a message from Old Demon Kun, Elder Jingyuan, and Sect Master Fang, and they besieged Lu Tiandu together. The sixty-seven early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators from Zong had just escaped against the flow of people and offered their magic weapons. They didn't know how to act yet, but they were instantly stunned by the three dead late-Nascent Soul cultivators in front of them.
"How is this possible?"
When these people saw this scene, they all trembled violently, and their first reaction was disbelief.
This was a great monk. He couldn't transform into a spirit. He had the highest level of combat power in the human world and died in the blink of an eye?
However, Lu Tian, who had just killed Jing Yuan, would not hesitate at all. Since these people dare to take action, they are enemies.
With a shake of his shoulders, the three-foot-tall golden statue was already holding a dragon-patterned black-gold staff, took one step forward, and instantly bombarded everyone.
At the same time, Lu Tiandu suddenly slapped the Qingluan fan with his right hand. A strong wind blew up in the hall, and three green Qingluan, which was about ten feet long, cried instantly and shot towards the seven people.
The sleeve of his left hand shook, and a blue shuttle wrapped in a blue glow, and shot towards the battle group in an instant. At this moment, on the other side, before Taoist Yuan Xu could break through and escape, the bloody light suddenly burst out and enveloped Taoist Yuan Xu in an incredible look.
“Ah!”
A miserable cry came out from the blood light. Between the breaths, the blood light paused and left the air again, but it was still in the same place. There is no trace of Taoist Yuan Xu anymore.
This is exactly the secret technique in which the ancient demon clone uses the innate secret method of the Yuanshen Blood Spirit clone to induce a riot of essence and blood all over the body of others, and then directly attacks and devours other people's essence and blood at close range.
The ancient demon in the late stage of divine transformation simply performed this secret technique. Without even breathing, a late Yuanying monk was left with only a layer of skin.
"This..."
Within just a few breaths, the four famous monks were killed by Lu Tiandu and the mysterious bloody man. They stood in the distance and released fire around them. The five great monks, including the Confucian scholar surnamed Zhong, the old demon in blood and bones, and the old man in gray robes, who were all on guard at all times, also had incredulous expressions on their faces.
Looking at the corpses and traces of the battle on the pavilion, the five of them looked at each other, feeling a chill rising in their hearts. Their figures moved, and they seemed to be hugging each other.
"It's really too cruel!"
"The world of Dajin cultivators is going to be in chaos!"
"This person is really not to be messed with!"
"This bloody figure is practicing What kind of magic power is it?”
All kinds of questions came to mind, and as they glanced at Lu Tiandu’s murderous figure and the mysterious figure in the bloody light, there was a deep fear in the eyes of the five people. Can't dissipate.
"Humph, die!"
Seeing that two people had been injured and the other five were still fighting desperately, Lu Tiandu did not make any more moves. The magic dragon blade in the hand of the ancient demon clone flashed red, As soon as the figure moved, it instantly turned into blood and rushed forward again.
A series of screams continued to sound. In the hall, the hall was faintly divided into several groups. All the Nascent Soul monks with fearful expressions watched the massacre in silence.
“Who is this person?”
At this moment, Dayan Shenjun and Han Li also looked at the blood shadow in the air with puzzled expressions. Even he was comparable to the god-transformation monk. His spiritual consciousness could not see through the bloody light around the ancient demon's clone, which suddenly surprised him.
Originally, they thought that Lu Tian would release Qi Zhenzhen, Sun Qingfeng and other women to help in the battle. After all, although Lu Tiandu's combat power was amazing, he was still unable to face four monks of the same level.
Unexpectedly, the bloody figures suddenly appeared and killed the three monks like chopping melons and vegetables, making everyone suddenly become curious while feeling cold all over.
At this moment, as the last person in the field fell, the atmosphere in the dilapidated hall was still a little solid.
The Bai sisters are still wrapped in the silver glow at this moment, their lips are slightly open, and they are looking at Lu Tiandu and the bloody figure god with incredible expressions on their faces.
Just when Lu Tiandu mentioned killing people and seizing treasures, the two women suddenly became concerned. The two of them had already grasped the mid-stage Nascent Soul puppet in their palms, and were ready to help.
In the end, within a few breaths, the four previously extremely arrogant monks did not even escape the Nascent Soul. This drastic change shocked them so much that they could not recover.
"Brother Lu is too mysterious. Is that bloody figure his friend? But after this incident, so many great monks died, and the ten sects of the good and evil path will undergo drastic changes!"
The two women looked at each other, and this idea appeared in their minds at the same time.
"Haha, they are just a bunch of chickens and dogs. I thought they had so much strength with a big sect behind them!"
Lu Tiandu put away the three magic weapons and swept them away. The silent crowd below glanced at each other, and no one dared to look at him at this moment.
"So, it seems that I have the final say on the rules of this place!"
Lu Tiandu sighed quietly and looked at the square-faced monks of the Ye family and the person in charge of the auction who were huddled in a corner. The figure in the white clouds, "Kill people and seize treasures, hehe, it looks pretty good..."
"Fellow Daoist Lu, this is your Pingshan Seal!"
Meeting Lu Tiandu's gaze , the figure in the white clouds wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly stepped forward and handed the small yellow seal in the jade box to Lu Tiandu.
This time, this imitation spiritual treasure caused the death of more than ten Yuanying monks. At this moment, this man had a look of regret on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Lu, this is your storage bag."
Seeing this scene, the square-faced monk from the Ye family had a look of despair on his face, and hurriedly took out the storage bag containing materials worth tens of millions of spiritual stones in Lu and Tiandu. The bag was handed over.
"What? Are you still going to leave these dead people's relics?"
Lu Tiandu saw that this person only handed over a storage bag, and suddenly smiled but not smiled. He glanced at the Ye family.
“I don’t dare, please forgive me, fellow Taoist!”
After hearing Lu Tiandu's words, the square-faced monk felt a chill in his heart, and he quickly signaled with his eyes to the old man with the black crown who was hiding behind.
This time they did not get a single piece of material from the Pingshan Seal, which they spent countless resources refining, so needless to say, they felt bitter in their hearts.
And with so many people from the ten major sects dead, the drastic changes in the world of immortality in the Great Jin Dynasty will naturally affect the Ye family.
“This person has the Pingshan Seal. The fan and the spiritual shuttle should also be imitation spiritual treasures. With these three treasures, who else in the Jin Dynasty would dare to take advantage of this person...”
< br>Glancing at Lu Tiandu who was slowly putting away his storage bags, the square-faced monk had a thought:
"Not only is the figure in the blood shadow the old devil, this Lu Tiandu will soon be the famous big devil in the Jin Dynasty..."
At this moment, the blood light flashed in the hall, and the ancient devil's clone also appeared quickly. After putting away various storage bags, magic weapons, fairy-killing beads, black-armored corpses and other things, Lu Tiandu laughed and felt extremely happy:
"Everyone, I take my leave. We will see you again next time. ..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a roar in the air, and a hole was suddenly blasted open at the top of the hall. A streak of blood and a streak of golden-purple light instantly disappeared in the complicated expressions of everyone.
(End of this chapter)