Chapter 4408: Gorefiend Sword 1
Leng Xuan looked up at the sturdy figure that suddenly appeared, his expression changed greatly, and he said in awe, "It's him!" Apart from him, the mad tiger couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.
I saw the man wearing a luxurious purple robe, a jade belt around his waist, and a golden crown on his head, like a high emperor. With his hands on his back, he stood upright in the air, his eyes staring, showing a mighty arrogance. However, he wore a beautifully crafted golden mask on his face, making it difficult to see his face. Feng Lie looked at the masked man and said solemnly, "You two know him?" The mad tiger beast nodded and said, "It was he who captured the fire unicorn at the beginning. I mentioned it to you." Feng Lie heard the words and frowned slightly. Wrinkled: "Is he the person you said has the Mahayana cultivation?" The mad tiger responded: "It was him, the Earth Spirit tried to stop him at the time, but he still let him leave easily. In my opinion, his Cultivation is probably not as simple as the initial stage of Mahayana." As he spoke, the masked man raised his hand in mid-air, and a dazzling blood light flashed instantly. Immediately afterwards, he saw a blood-red sword in his hand. The sword body of the sword was covered with various strange runes. And weird. The top of the sword is inlaid with a transparent bead, and inside the bead, there is a faint blood-colored gas that flows and rolls in the bead from time to time.
The masked man held a sword in one hand and said coldly, "It is also a blessing for you to be able to die under the Gorefiend's Heaven-devouring Sword." As the words fell, he flicked his wrist, accompanied by a clanging sound of swords, the Gorefiend's Heaven-devouring Sword Immediately, a **** light burst forth, like the rising sun, dazzling and dazzling, rendering the gloomy sky blood red. Afterwards, the masked man shouted violently: "Blood waves!" In an instant, a dazzling blood glow emanated from the Gorefiend Heaven-devouring Sword. It enveloped the dozens of cultivators at the bottom. Not long after, I could only hear the miserable mourning sounds from the **** glow, the sounds intertwined, like a purgatory in the world, making people's scalp tingle. When the **** light gradually receded, dozens of corpses appeared in Leng Xuan's eyes. Those corpses were the same as the corpses he had seen before, all of them had been drained of blood essence and turned into a mummified corpse. At this time, he also understood that the old man in purple robe who grabbed the Gorefiend Heaven-devouring Sword in the temple was killed by the masked man in front of him.
As he was thinking about it, he suddenly noticed that the light of the Gorefiend Heaven-devouring Sword was much more dazzling than before, and the color of the runes engraved on it also became darker. Not only that, the faint blood energy contained in the transparent bead at the top of the sword hilt actually became much richer. Immediately afterwards, the blood energy slowly leaked out of the beads, and then drilled into his body along the masked man's wrist. When the blood energy entered the body, Leng Xuan clearly felt that the aura of the masked man had slightly improved. "So it is." Leng Xuan suddenly realized that the masked man was obviously improving his strength through the blood energy in the beads. As for the source of those blood qi, it should be transformed from the essence and blood of cultivators. At this moment, the hundreds of cultivators present stood on the spot with fearful expressions on their faces, and they didn't even have the mind to escape. The horror displayed by the Gorefiend Heaven-devouring Sword turned all the hope in their hearts. For nothing.