Chapter 1171 Death of the Bloody Heavenly Lord
The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword of Order, which gathered the power of hundreds of millions of demons and ghosts, and the blood of countless blood monks, was forcibly nailed to the void by the Taiqing Flying Sword.
"Damn it!"
"Such an opponent, an opponent who made such a stupid mistake... I am deeply ashamed!"
Jiang Ding's scarlet pupils showed a look of rage.
At this moment, he was not excited or happy, but instead had endless violent murderous intent.
because!
At this moment, at an incomparable speed, but with continuous progress, the swordsmanship that had broken through the limit of the four realms of immortal sword energy and was approaching the fifth realm was suddenly interrupted at this time!
No more progress can be made.
The art of sword cultivation never lies in bullying the weak!
Even if you kill all the weak people in the world and hundreds of millions of sentient beings, you still won’t be able to improve your swordsmanship even a little bit. Your swordsmanship will even show a terrible regression. You have killed too many weak people, and the sword will be stained by the blood of the weak, covering up its supreme edge. .
If you keep fighting against the weak, you will become a weakling!
The blood-forming magic sword in the starry sky stiffened for a moment and solidified in the void. The core was pierced by the Taiqing Flying Sword, and strands of Sun-Destroying Sword Qi flowed in all directions.
boom!
The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword of Order shattered suddenly, turning into the tiniest powder under the erosion of the endless Great Sun Destruction Sword Qi. The imprints of the souls of the hundreds of millions of demons, ghosts and Taoists on it were shattered in an instant, and were killed and slaughtered.
So simple!
Too weak!
This stupid opponent, at the critical moment of the battle, allocated half of his soul's computing power to do some unknown things.
This caused a huge hole in the military formation in an instant, just like when two swordsmen and swordsmen were fighting, the swordsman took the initiative to hit his chest against the sharp sword blade.
How difficult is such a sword?
Even a blind man can do it!
"Poof!"
At the moment when the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was shattered, Xuezhi Tianjun vomited blood, his face turned pale, and his breath was greatly reduced due to the backlash from the attack.
What's even more terrifying is that this counterattack force spread into the military formation, and instantly a shallow sword mark appeared on the heads of millions of demon and ghost Taoist soldiers, piercing out from the depths of their brains, which was extremely weird.
"No..."
Refined by cruel means from the mountains of millions of corpses in the Blood Lake, the Taoist soldiers looked like living beings but not living beings, and looked like demons but not demons. The divine light in their eyes was instantly extinguished, and they lost all their vitality. They fell into the cold starry sky without saying a word. , broke away from the military formation.
When the military formation was counterattacked, they paid the price and withstood all the attacks of the Sun-Destroying Sword Intent!
Therefore, the soul is destroyed!
Boom!
So many ghost Taoist soldiers died instantly, which immediately brought huge chaos to the military formation in Blood Lake Corpse Mountain. The aura dropped significantly, and formation patterns clashed like chaos.
This military formation that condensed the wisdom of countless geniuses and immortals in the upper world has not been broken. It has strong resilience. As long as they are given a few more breaths, they can still return to their original state.
Even now, there is still a power close to the quasi-refining level, and it is recovering quickly.
"My magic weapon..."
Xuezhi Tianjun looked behind the young man in green with hope in his eyes.
There, an invisible bone nail finally appeared on the back of the young man's head. After paying a huge price, it finally got closer, revealing its ferocious form, and pierced the fragile body.
This is a treasure that a cultivator at the peak of spiritual transformation has been cultivating for countless years!
Black-blooded bone nail!
This powerful magic weapon has killed many enemies in the past and brought the Blood-Zombified Heavenly Lord to this day. He subconsciously regards it as his biggest trump card. It is an instinct that goes deep into the bone marrow and is used in life and death.
bite!
Jiang Ding turned around and pinched the ghastly bone-penetrating nail. The Sun-Destroying Sword Qi exploded between his fingers and crushed it into pieces, turning it into two gray bone fragments without any aura and falling into the starry sky.
It doesn't make any sense.
God-level attacks, attacks that cannot touch the power of order, are meaningless to him. Xue Zhi Tianjun's eyes completely dimmed.
"Alas,"
"It's really hard to accept such a weak person..."
Jiang Ding sighed.
Keng!
Among the countless broken blood-forming magic swords, the Taiqing Flying Sword roared wildly, disappeared into the sky with a sonorous sword cry, and slashed away into the distance!
Although the enemy is weak, even though he is stupid.
But this is no reason for him to underestimate the enemy!
Since he is an enemy, he must be killed with the highest efficiency in the shortest time and his soul will be destroyed!
This is the basic quality that a Xianmen soldier should have.
Instead of being like Xi Yuan, the last Great Sun Sword Master, who was carried away by the swordsman's desire for a strong enemy, lost his mind, deliberately allowed the weak, gave them room to grow, and finally died.
The sword of destruction that destroyed everything in the world came in a majestic and instant, overwhelming the entire galaxy!
"Kill!"
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The Blood-Zombified Heavenly Lord roared angrily.
He burned the remaining essence and blood in an instant, exploded with all his strength, opened his fangs-filled mouth and swallowed countless demons and ghosts. His body expanded like a balloon, and in an instant it became hundreds of feet in size. Horrible horned zombie troll!
At such a critical moment of life and death, he did not lose his courage!
"Kill!"
The Blood-Zombified Heavenly Lord burned everything, and with a rotting zombie body, holding the sect's quasi-refining-level blood-butcher knife with dim aura, he slashed wildly into the depths of the starry sky.
The power of his sword was fierce and majestic, and countless blood-colored chains of order were rising and falling in the light of the sword.
He paid a heavy price and restored the blood order power of the army of hundreds of millions of demons and ghosts in a short period of time.
bite!
At the moment when the ox-horned zombie troll stepped forward with the blood knife of order, a sword light containing the will of destruction, forbidden law, distortion, and destruction, dragging the gorgeous sun gauze, came in an instant, and gently touched the blood knife of order in the hands of the bloody heavenly king. Touch it and it will make a very pleasant sound.
Then, the light sword light left from here.
She drew a graceful curve and pierced into the heads of the ten god-transformation monks and hundreds of Nascent Soul monks in Blood Lake Corpse Mountain, causing them to fall to the ground without saying a word.
Their bodies were rolled up by the sword light, and they fell back, being tucked into the sleeves of the young man in green.
These upper realm monks are not dead.
Jiang Ding needed prisoners and detailed information about the upper world, so he pierced their heads with a flying sword and put the deepest seal on their souls to avoid being detonated by something like a ban.
Jiang Ding looked at the horned zombie troll.
The Blood-Zombified Heavenly Lord holds the Blood Sword of Order tightly in both hands, his eyes are wide with anger, his beard and hair are wild, his murderous intention reaches the galaxy, he has the combat power of a quasi-emperor, and can suppress billions of sentient beings in a world with one hand.
However, he remained motionless.
He lost all vitality.
Before the bloody knife of order could be struck, a blue-gold flying sword had already pierced his head, destroying all the vitality of his soul and flesh and blood, turning him into a dead thing without anything.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Keng!
With a gentle sword cry, countless blue-gold sword energies erupted, and the body of the hundreds-foot-tall ox-horned zombie troll collapsed, turning into a piece of lifeless powder and dissipating in the starry sky.
(End of chapter)