Chapter 1511: Battle of Broken Moon (Part 4)

Chapter 1511: Battle of Broken Moon (Part 4)

Xiao Lin saw the Blood Flower Bone Saint hundreds of feet in front of him, and saw a bright sword grid hundreds of feet in size suddenly appeared in the void in front of him, heading towards the Blood Flower Bone Saint.

When the bright sword arrived in front of Bian Wuyu, it opened a gap on its own, passed through his body, and then headed towards the Blood Flower Bone Holy Shield.

Bian Wuyu was stunned for a moment, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes. She thought she had heard wrong. The other party was the Blood Flower Bone Saint, a Mahayana monk. Although he had not yet perfected the power of rules, he was not Xiao Lin could only compete with a monk in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation.

By exerting all his strength, he could at least fight him to the death, and eliminate a powerful enemy for the army of magicians in the Magic Spirit Realm. However, this Young Palace Master Xiao did not know whether to live or die, and wanted to take over the Blood Flower Bone Saint. Isn't this asking for death?

This made her feel a little angry and secretly cursed "I don't know whether to live or die", but she couldn't really watch Xiao Lin being killed by the Blood Flower Bone Saint. After all, he was the young palace master of Mitian Palace. If something went wrong, She couldn't bear the blame from the Great Spirit Lord.

The Blood Flower Bone Saint also showed a surprised expression. It seemed that he did not expect that a mere monk in the middle stage of the Tribulation would dare to challenge him. When he saw a large piece of bright sword covering him, he immediately showed a disdainful expression, and his sleeves and robes flickered. With a wave of his hand, streaks of blood light instantly gathered in front of him, and as he pointed out, they all rushed towards the bright sword grid.

"Bang bang bang" Auras of light shot out, blood splattered, and dozens of bloody long swords struck one after another. The bright sword grid couldn't bear it and instantly shattered. But at the moment of collapse, But it exploded again, turning into sword energy that filled the sky.

Under the agitation of sword energy all over the sky, the dozens of bloody long swords also dimmed in blood, showing an expression of invincibility.

The look of surprise in the Blood Flower Bone Saint's eyes flashed away. With a wave of his sleeves and robes, mana surged out of his body. Dozens of blood-colored long swords emitted blood again. With a slight flicker, he was about to slash at Bian Wuyu again.

The corners of his eyes that glanced at Xiao Lin were also full of contempt and disdain, obviously full of contempt for Xiao Lin's big words.

Xiao Lin didn't take it seriously, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, because at the next moment, in the void a hundred feet away around the Blood Flower Bone Saint, huge bright sword grids appeared up, down, front, left, and right, and suddenly formed a The key to the sword grid cage is still endless, gathering towards the Blood Flower Bone Saint in the middle.

This is exactly the Little Zhoutian Purple Thunder Crystal Light Array that Xiao Lin has deployed with one hundred and sixty Qingluan Ice and Thunder Swords. Back then, Xiao Lin accidentally obtained the sixteen Qingluan Ice Swords that the old man Qingluan was distracted by. The embryos are all of the quality of fifth-level immortal treasures. After so many years of sacrifice, through the eighteen methods of immortal treasure sublimation, and with the help of the massive resources of Mitian Palace, Xiao Lin forcibly made one hundred and sixty mouthfuls of Qingluan Ice. All the thunder swords have been upgraded to the quality of fifth-level immortal treasures.

As a result, the small Zhoutian Purple Thunder Crystal Light Array has almost reached the power of the Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Net Array. The prototype of the formation has been initially prepared. Once the arrangement of the Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Net Array is completed, , all the fairy spiritual energy within a hundred thousand miles around will be absorbed like a vacuum, and the power of the crystal sword condensed by it has also been increased several times than before. The blow just now was just a test for Xiao Lin to test his skills. At this moment, the formation is fully activated.

The entire void between Bian Wuyu and the Blood Flower Saint Ancestor suddenly darkened, and countless stars appeared in the void, as if they had suddenly entered the dark night.

Not only have they seen this method of changing the world, they have never heard of it, because in their opinion, even the great spiritual ancestors of the spiritual world cannot do this method. Arrived right?

To move the heaven and the earth, even the Great Spirit Lord and the Holy Ancestor cannot do this. Xiao Lin is only in the middle stage of transcending the tribulation, so naturally he cannot do it. In fact, there are only one hundred and six stars in the sky. Ten stars are real, but they are transformed by one hundred and sixty Qingluan Ice and Thunder Swords. The rest of the stars are all illusions. This is also an illusory scene that can be created by the Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Network Formation.

But the endless bright sword grid is not an illusion, but the sharp sword energy of Qingluan Ice and Thunder Sword. Looking at himself, front, back, left, right, up and down, they are constantly coming towards him from all directions. Just now it was just a sword net, The aura of her twenty-four blood-bone heart-piercing swords dimmed, and facing so many sword nets, she was at a loss for a moment.

Bian Wuyu was also horrified. She didn't expect that the Young Palace Master of Mitian Palace would do anything if she didn't take action. When she did, she was shocked. Seeing the dense and bright sword network, especially when she sensed that the surrounding void was as hard as fine iron, she was stunned. Even if she wanted to use the teleportation technique, she couldn't do it.

In other words, the Blood Flower Bone Saint at this moment has been completely wrapped up by Xiao Lin's sword formation. At this moment, the only way to determine the winner is with their respective magical powers.

The Blood Flower Saint Ancestor quickly calmed down after a brief surprise. A sharp look appeared on his face, and he used his hands to twist the magic formula. Twenty-four blood-bone heart-piercing swords circled around him. Non-stop, at the same time, streaks of blood emerged from his body, spreading out dozens of feet in the blink of an eye, and then turned into bloody balls the size of fists.

After these blood-colored balls were condensed and formed, they immediately shot towards the bright sword net. The moment they came into contact with the sword net, they exploded.

Xiao Lin also showed a surprised expression. He knew very well how sharp these bright sword nets were. They could almost directly kill a monk in the early stage of transcending the tribulation. Under so many sword nets, he still couldn't kill the blood. The Flower Saint Ancestor was beheaded, but under the endless explosion of blood light, it also began to fall apart and turned into sword energy that filled the sky, flying in all directions.

A layer of glittering sword net was exploded, and another layer of glittering sword net covered it, seemingly endless.

A stern look appeared on Xiao Lin's face, and he thought: "The Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Network Formation is a self-contained space that absorbs the energy of the immortal spirits within a hundred thousand miles around and integrates it into the sword formation. Moreover, this The Great Zhou Tian Purple Thunder Sword Network Formation can also absorb the power of stars in the endless void. Once the arrangement is completed, the attacks will be endless. How long can you resist? "

This sword formation was hailed by the old man Qingluan as an invincible magical power of the same level. In other words, if a monk at the same level as Xiao Lin was enveloped by the sword formation, it would be almost impossible to survive unless Xiao Lin took the initiative to withdraw from the formation.

The Blood Flower Saint Ancestor is not a monk in the Tribulation Stage, but a genuine Mahayana Stage monk. He is also one of the seven Bone Saints of the Bone Clan in the Xuanhuang Realm. Although he has advanced recently, it is not something that ordinary Tribulation Stage monks can do. Hope it's on your back.

Therefore, under Xiao Lin's Great Zhou Tian Purple Thunder Sword Network Formation, he was still able to do it with ease in a short period of time. The endless bloody ball was the magical power he cultivated - the Blood God Thunder, which was the blood of countless creatures that he had swallowed. , made through sacrifice, and combined with its own soul-devouring blood light, its power is greatly increased.

It is no wonder that it can break the bright sword net.

Xiao Lin stood in the void, motionless, his eyes fixed on the blood in the sword net, while his mind was spinning rapidly.

With the boundless mana of the Blood Flower Saint Ancestor in the Mahayana realm, if this continues, he may not be able to consume all his mana in a few years. This also makes him feel a little tricky. Could it be said that he really has to use his backup plan?

But Xiao Lin wasn't sure. If he didn't kill him with one blow and let his soul escape, with hatred and hatred, the human race would probably have no peace in the future.

Thinking of this, the fierce look in Xiao Lin's eyes flashed away, and he saw that he was using the magic formula, and the stars in the sky lit up one after another, but these bright stars showed a strange deep purple color.

Then, in Bian Wuyu's surprised gaze not far away, a purple divine thunder about a foot thick fell from the sky, passed straight through the dense sword net, and landed on the bloody light.

"Rumble" A thunder exploded, and the purple thunder expanded directly to a thousand feet. Under the divine thunder, large areas of blood melted without leaving a trace, and the delicate body of the Blood Flower Bone Saint was also immediately revealed from the blood light.

She looked a little embarrassed at the moment, with disheveled hair and a charred face. Her previous delicate appearance was long gone. Apparently she had not thought that this sword array could also emit innate divine thunder.

"Innate Purple Chi Zhen Lei?"

The Blood Flower Bone Saint shouted angrily, seeming to be completely irritated. The clothes on his delicate body burst open instantly, revealing a delicate body that made people's blood flow. But soon, a burst of blood burst from his body. Bone spurs grew out, and the body expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it was about ten feet tall. Blood was surging all over the body, and it had completely transformed into a bloody man.

This is the true nature of the Blood Bone Clan. The surging blood on the body began to make a roaring sound, spreading out in waves. In an instant, it extended to a thousand feet away, even the endless The bright sword net was also wrapped in it and began to be corroded and filthy.

Xiao Lin was also surprised when he saw this. He didn't expect that he could actually perform techniques similar to the demonic blood sea magical power. Moreover, Xiao Lin actually felt countless miserable souls from the endless waves of blood. , roaring silently, just like the legendary endless purgatory.

"Explode" Xiao Lin pointed with one hand, and the bright sword net in the blood wave immediately exploded, turning into endless sword energy flying and cutting, and the boundless blood wave was also set off a huge wave dozens of feet high. , but the sea of ​​blood was not chopped up and dissipated. After experiencing violent fluctuations, it reunited and continued to expand. If it continues to expand like this, it may soon cover thousands of miles of void.

Xiao Lin was also shocked. The Mahayana monks were indeed extraordinary and extremely difficult to deal with. If this continues, the Great Zhou Tian Purple Thunder Sword Network Array may not be able to do anything to her.

The sound of obscure spells rang out from Xiao Lin's mouth, and the stars in the sky lit up one after another. The bright sword nets suddenly burned with green flames. The boundless blood waves touched the green flames, and they were silent. It condensed into blood ice and solidified in the void.

And the innate purple thunderbolts fell one after another from the void, striking hard on the blood ice.

The blood ice immediately began to disintegrate and disappear, but it was impossible for the blood ice that covered hundreds of miles and was hundreds of feet thick to completely break apart and disappear in a short period of time.

At this time, the voice of Blood Flower Bone Saint rang out: "I didn't expect that you also cultivated the ultimate cold flame magical power, and combined with the innate purple scolding true thunder, you were able to hurt the origin of my holy blood. Unfortunately, my holy cultivation The Holy Blood Dharma has been around for tens of thousands of years. If you advance to the Mahayana realm, the innate purple thunder may be able to inflict heavy damage on this saint. Now let me give you a taste of my blood flower holy realm."

As soon as he finished speaking, the fragmented blood ice that had been bombarded by the Innate Purple Chi True Thunder began to collapse from the inside, and then began to rotate. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge vortex. From the bloody vortex, slowly grew. A blood lotus emerged. The blood lotus was a hundred feet in size, emitting circles of blood-colored halo.

Seeing this scene, even Bian Wuyu, who was not far away, showed a horrified expression and said: "This Blood Flower Holy Realm is based on the ancestral blood on her body, and the magical power condensed by integrating the blood of countless creatures in the future. It can break through All illusions and obstacles directly hit the immortal cultivator himself, and all tangible things are unstoppable. The young palace master quickly retreats and lets Wuyu resist this blow. "

There was also a hint of determination in Bian Wuyu's eyes. Facing the Blood Flower Bone Saint's desperate blow, she had to use her strongest magical power to resist it, even though it would seriously damage her vitality, she couldn't care less.

"There is no need for Territory Lord Bian to intervene. Please rush back to Wangxi Immortal City as soon as possible, lead the army of magicians from the Magic Spirit Domain, and defeat the Blood and Bone Clan army in one fell swoop. Remember to hunt them down as much as possible and eliminate the remaining strength of the Bone Clan."

"But? Here?"

"Lord Bian has no confidence in this young palace master? Even if this young palace master is not his opponent and is killed by her, at least he can buy time for you, the domain master, and Mitian Palace will not hold the domain master responsible for anything. Territory Lord Bian, please rest assured." Xiao Lin's words were a bit harsh, and he was obviously a little dissatisfied.

Bian Wuyu glanced at Xiao Lin, and then at the blood lotus that was slowly blooming in the distance. He sighed secretly in his heart, cupped his hands, and said: "Young Palace Master, you are precious, so I will go without saying anything."

After saying that, it turned into a spiritual light, cut through the void, and flew away.

When Blood Flower Bone Saint saw Xiao Lin actually instructing Bian Wuyu to leave, he couldn't help but secretly said: "I don't know whether to live or die."

At the same time, it also deepened his determination to kill Xiao Lin.

As the bloody lotus bloomed, a small bloody blade slowly rose from the center of the lotus. There was an astonishing terrifying aura in the small bloody blade. The moment it appeared, the endless waves of blood around it were like white birds. As if returning to their nest, they crazily poured into the small blade.

Even the essence and blood on the Blood Flower Bone Saint's body was swallowed up and entered into the small blade.

"Xiao Lin, I did not hesitate to spend ten thousand years of cultivation to integrate most of my holy blood into the Soul-Slaying Blade. You will definitely die today, go."

When the small bloody blade rose, Xiao Lin instinctively felt an extreme danger. He slowly raised one hand, and an emerald-green gourd slowly rose from the palm of his hand.

At the same time, a white light bloomed at the mouth of the gourd.