Chapter 722 Blood and Bone Venerable Yellow Spring Blood River

Chapter 722 Blood and Bone Venerable Yellow Spring Blood River

The most eye-catching thing is the altar in the middle.

An ancient statue stands.

The statue has a strange shape and a ferocious face.

He was an old monk with his eyes closed, his body was covered in blood and flesh, his internal organs were surging, and his intestines were hanging on the ground.

The surface of the body was covered with a layer of dark red marks, and there was no skin, as if it had been directly skinned, which made people shudder.

At this moment, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was sleeping or meditating.

But his expression revealed a kind of indescribable pain and struggle.

Ye Yang slowly approached and saw more clearly.

The statue's material looks like some unknown metal.

The surface is covered with traces of time and is mottled, revealing an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

At this moment, there are still several figures hidden behind the huge statue.

At this moment, the reef was shattered by Ye Yang's sword, and several figures quietly appeared behind the statue.

"Who is it?"

"How did he find our hiding place."

…

All kinds of voices sounded for a while.

But there were also people who keenly felt something was wrong.

Because from the sword energy that leaked out just now, the smart person sensed an extraordinary sword intention.

The power contained in this sword intention is completely different from that of ordinary monks.

It seems to touch the most primitive fears deep in the human heart.

A monk with this kind of sword intent is definitely not an ordinary person.

"Could it be that the masters from Feitian Sect are here to kill you?"

An old man said in a deep voice.

Although his voice was low, it reached everyone's ears clearly.

As soon as he said this, the people around him became frightened.

The monk next to him seemed to have thought of something, and his face turned pale.

This sentence was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, immediately causing an uproar.

The crowd suddenly fell into panic,

Many people began to flee.

After all, the Feitian Sect is now considered the overlord of the party and is famous.

Especially one who can possess such sword energy.

Thinking about it, he is definitely an unusual person among the Feitian Sect.

At this moment, I saw everyone running away.

Ye Yang frowned slightly.

Stretch out one hand, pointing your fingers slightly forward.

Countless sword lights and sword energy immediately surged out of the mighty Niu Mojiang.

The next moment, these sword lights and sword energy turned into a huge river, intertwining into a dense network.

Soon.

It enveloped the surrounding space.

The fleeing people were instantly enveloped.

"die!"

Ye Yang's voice was cold and firm, and every word seemed to come from under the iceberg, carrying irresistible power.

The surrounding temperature seemed to drop sharply as he spoke.

With one word, everything changed, and a layer of ice suddenly filled the area around Niu Mojiang.

The sword energy in You Wuxian's water made everyone's hearts tighten even more.

The monks who were trying to escape saw this.

He suddenly stopped.

But it's too late.

In the net of swords and swords, they felt as if their bodies were bound by invisible chains, unable to move.

The surrounding swords and sword energy were like a dense rain of needles, penetrating their bodies.

At this moment, a fierce bloody light suddenly surged from the scattered rivers, and heavily bombarded the large net composed of sword light and sword energy.

Wherever the bloody light passed, the net of sword light and sword energy shattered one after another.

It was like paper being torn apart by a huge force, making a harsh friction sound.

This sudden change caused the scene to fall into a brief silence.

A trace of surprise flashed in Ye Yang's eyes.

But then he regained his composure, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the source of the bloody light.

It was a figure wearing a blood-colored robe, with disheveled hair, and countless bloody lights emerging from his body. The light showed that his cultivation level was not weak.

"Unexpectedly, there is a big fish here."

Ye Yang said softly.

For a while, he did not continue to take action.

The man in the blood-colored robe stopped, revealing a handsome and fierce face, evil eyebrows on his temples, and a pair of eyes like burning flames, looking directly at Ye Yang.

"Sure enough, he is indeed a disciple of the Feitian Sect."

He praised softly, and although his voice was low, it reached everyone's ears clearly.

His appearance undoubtedly brought new variables to the situation on the court.

The monks who were running away seemed to have temporarily stopped their chaotic steps because of this, and they all cast hopeful glances.

But there were also some people who were secretly surprised.

Because people who have been living near Feitian Gate all year round have already recognized the identity of this ancestor.

He knew that with his own abilities, it would be difficult to compete with the opponent no matter what.

Therefore, after this figure appeared, they accelerated their escape.

Afraid of being drawn into this inevitable conflict.

At this time, only the man in the blood-colored robe seemed to have just come from out of town and had not yet reacted, so he continued.

"You may not have the final say on what happens today."

After saying that, he waved his hands.

A powerful force of blood emanated from his body, and the surrounding air seemed to tremble slightly from this force.

"I am dead at Alan Temple in the Lower Western Region. I am here today to ask for advice."

The man in blood-colored robes had a sneer on his lips.

"Although your Feitian Sect is powerful, our Alan Temple is also a big sect."

Ye Yang could tell.

The other party is not very old. He should have just broken through to the realm of real people, and is at the age when he wants to fight.

Extremely ambitious.

It's a pity that everything in this world does not change its direction according to the monk's ideas.

"Alan Temple, I've heard its name for a long time."

Ye Yang smiled slightly and changed the subject.

But Ye Yang's brows couldn't help but frown slightly. He had long heard that the Blood and Bone Cult was somehow involved with the Demonic Land of the Western Regions.

Looking at it today, it is indeed the case.

As for the Alan Temple, I have never heard of it, but I think that the monks who can cultivate the realm of real people must be extraordinary.

Hearing this, Xue Jue's eyes turned sharp.

His gaze became determined.

"Then let's see whether your sword is sharper or my blood is stronger!"

Ye Yang smiled, pointed a finger, and a sharp sword energy was like the dawn, splitting the mighty river in an instant and hitting the man directly.

At the same time, the Red Maple Sword rose up without wind and flew out, hidden among the thousands of swords, carrying the power of destruction.

The man didn't even have time to react.

Then the sword energy penetrated his chest and he fell to the ground.

"this……"

"Run away quickly, it's the ancestor of Ye Ye who has both swords and swords."

…

There were exclaims all around, no one expected that this scene would happen.

Many people thought of something and recognized Ye Yang's identity, with unconcealable awe and surprise in their voices.

They had no idea that this scene would happen.

It was originally thought that it would be a long confrontation, and it might even turn into a fierce battle.

But the result was so swift and decisive.

It became a one-sided massacre.

Ye Yang stood there and glanced around calmly.

At the same time, there was a sudden rumble in the sky.

The wind blew.

The roaring sound was like the coming of mountains and seas, and the whole world was churning.

Suddenly there was a sound of explosion.

It seems like an ancient call from deep in the sky.

Along with this sound came a giant beast, which was so huge that it was like a small mountain.

Its wings flickered, and its body was huge.

(two)

The wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun, like a moving golden cloud.

The little piggyback ray that Feitianmen once obtained has now evolved into a golden-spotted piggyback ray. Its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky and are as high as four levels.

This is a state that even the Great Sun Star Beast did not have when it was alive.

At this moment, there were several monks standing on the back of the pack ray.

Yan Qingying stood at the head of the pack ray, her long hair flowing, looking straight ahead.

As for the monks behind him, there were more.

Either riding on the wind and wielding a sword, or riding on the clouds and riding on the mist, it was obvious that they all came prepared.

It was like a meteor shower coming from all directions, and soon the surrounding space was covered with water.

The appearance of the flying piggyback ray.

This made the already tense atmosphere even more tense.   Everyone’s eyes were attracted by this sudden behemoth.

"It's... the Flying Tiger of Feitianmen!"

At this moment, they were surrounded by water, and it was difficult to escape.

A trace of cold sweat appeared on everyone's face.

As Yan Qingying and others slowly disappeared, the atmosphere at the scene became even more tense.

Those monks who tried to take advantage of the chaos to escape could not find even a single opening to escape.

He could only look desperately at the monks crowded around him.

Everyone's faces were covered with cold sweat, and their hearts were filled with fear and uneasiness.

Yan Qingying walked up to Ye Yang and asked seriously.

"Brother, how should we deal with these thieves?"

Ye Yang pondered slightly, his eyes swept across the besieged crowd, and finally landed on the leaders.

He spoke slowly.

"How many people are there in the Blood and Bone Cult now?"

The leader didn't speak.

"In this case, you can't be left alone."

Ye Yang made a move with one hand and caught the man in the air. His spiritual consciousness crazily invaded him and searched for his soul. The monk suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cave.

He thought of something, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Once a monk is soul-searched by a powerful monk.

The consciousness is running rampant in the mind, and it can range from mental disorder to stupidity.

In severe cases, the soul is in disarray, the limbs are incontinent, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

Thinking of this, the man's face became even paler, and large beads of sweat continued to roll down his forehead.

"Ancestor, don't...don't search for souls, I am willing to say it, I am willing to say it!"

The man collapsed, unable to bear the coming fear any longer, and shouted hurriedly.

Ye Yang raised his brows slightly and relaxed his grip.

The man took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and then spoke.

"There are currently about a thousand monks left in the Blood and Bone Cult. The leader is Lord Blood and Bone. They are distributed in different places, but most of them are concentrated in the Black Rock Mountain to the east."

Ye Yang's eyes flickered slightly, and it was clear that the number was higher than he expected.

"Go on, what are your plans?"

"We gathered this time to respond to the call of Lord Blood and Bone and prepare to launch a large-scale attack on the night of the full moon."

"The purpose is to take advantage of the Feitian Sect's Star Conference to collect the remaining souls and bodies of the powerful people in the real-person realm, and refine the blood demon pills for the venerable ones to swallow."

"Venerable Blood and Bones."

Ye Yang repeated these keywords, already thinking about it.

"Do you know what kind of strength this person is?"

The man shook his head, sweat dripping down his face, obviously knowing all he knew.

He wanted to say something, but he was hesitant and couldn't speak.

Suddenly, he screamed and his body trembled.

An unfeelable force suddenly rose from his body.

His body was instantly compressed and twisted, and his eyes were full of fear and confusion.

"No, don't."

But the force showed no sign of stopping, but became even bigger.

His body swelled up, and soon it expanded to a radius of ten feet. The next moment, it was about to explode into blood mist.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yang frowned slightly.

The Blood Bone Venerable actually attacked him directly across an unknown number of miles.

The other party obviously didn't want to reveal his information.

Ye Yang reacted, quickly formed seals in his hands, chanted spells, and countless sword lights and sword threads filled the air. Then the swords and swords combined and flew up, forming a mysterious light shield.

Enveloping this person.

In Ye Yang's light shield, the person's body that had expanded to the limit was slowly compressed to a normal size.

But, the next moment.

Finally unable to withstand the internal pressure, a deafening explosion sounded.

Bang!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, turning into fragments of bones.

Directly turned into a blood mist.

"What a cruel method!"

Ye Yang's voice was solemn.

"Sure enough, he is not an easy person to deal with."

However, the moment he used this person's body to fight, he had already found the opponent's position.

At this moment.

In an unknown dark space, blood surged like boiling lava, and countless resentful souls wailed and danced in it.

A figure hidden in the dark suddenly opened his blood-red eyes.

As his eyes opened, the entire space seemed to become an endless purgatory.

Suddenly.

A sharp sword energy suddenly appeared from the sea of ​​blood, and then passed through the waves.

Like a sharp blade that broke through the void, it rushed straight to his position.

"Who is it?"

When Venerable Xuegu felt the sword energy coming, he felt an unprecedented panic in his heart.

This sword energy was too sharp, and it seemed to break through the space.

In addition, he felt a sense of familiarity.

It was the breath of the cultivator he had seen on the Niu Mo River before.

He understood it immediately.

This was the cultivator who had tracked his position back through the death of the man just now.

"How is it possible!"

Venerable Xuegu's body trembled involuntarily

He hurriedly mobilized the power of the blood sea around him, trying to build layers of defense to resist this sword energy.

However, everything seemed too late.

The sword energy suddenly split into two, two into four, and then four into eight, like a fairy scattering flowers. Soon, the infinite sword light filled the entire space

Piercing through layers of blood-colored barriers, it directly drilled into Venerable Xuegu's body.

"Ah!"

Venerable Xuegu let out a painful roar.

At this moment, countless sword qi penetrated into his body, wreaking havoc in his body, destroying everything that could be touched.

This was not just an attack, but more like a curse, a torture that could penetrate the soul.

He felt that his vitality was being drained away bit by bit, and his strength was rapidly declining.

"What a terrifying strength, what a strong aura, could this person be the sword master of Feitianmen?"

"Even a cultivator in the Tiangang realm would find it difficult to break through such a long space and directly kill me with sword qi."

"Unless, unless the other party has touched the threshold of the Dharma Realm."

A thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

The Dharma Realm is the realm that countless cultivators are constantly pursuing.

In the vast cultivation world, thousands of cultivators are like crucian carp crossing the river, and only a very small number of cultivators can touch this level.

Once entering the Dharma Realm, the cultivator's power will undergo a qualitative leap, and even affect the space itself.

At this moment, the reason why these thousands of sword qi can cross a long distance and hit him accurately.

This means that the other party has just come into contact with this field.

Thinking of this, an unprecedented sense of crisis rose in the heart of the Blood Bone Venerable.

"Damn it!"

The Blood Bone Venerable gnashed his teeth, his heart full of anger and unwillingness.

But he also knew that now was not the time to be angry, but to find a response plan as soon as possible.

This sword energy was not just a simple attack, it also carried a special mark.

This mark can continuously track and locate one's position.

Just when the Blood Bone Venerable felt desperate.

A dark and ghostly figure suddenly emerged from the void, with a suffocating cold breath.

With the appearance of this figure.

The temperature of this desolate land dropped sharply, and even the air seemed to solidify.

"Blood Bone Venerable, I told you not to act rashly, but you didn't trust me, the Netherworld, and now you've been beaten up by someone."

The man who just appeared stretched out a hand lightly.

With a light flick of his fingertips, the sword energy that was wrapped around the Blood Bone Venerable was dissolved, turning into a wisp of green smoke and dissipating into the invisible.

The Blood Bone Venerable felt the restraint in his body disappear, and he was relieved. He quickly bowed to the man.

"Thank you for saving me, if you hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to escape this disaster."

The man nodded slightly, but his eyes became sharper: "The one who can make you feel so threatened must be no ordinary person. Tell me, who is he?"

The Blood Bone Venerable was shocked and did not dare to hide anything: "This person is called Ye Yang, who is a master of both sword and knife in Feitianmen. It is said that he has touched the threshold of the Dharma Realm."

Hearing this name, the face of the Netherworld Huangquan Venerable changed slightly.

This name has long been famous in the world of cultivation, not only because of his cultivation of Tiangang Zhenren, but also because he has reached a very deep realm in the way of sword and knife.

Whether it is the way of sword or the way of sword, the killing power is amazing, especially the other party is a sword and knife practitioner.

The power that erupted from it is by no means as simple as one plus one equals two.

"Ye Yang..." The man pondered for a moment.

"It seems that you have caused big trouble this time." However, the other party is now firmly defending Feitianmen, and the Netherworld Huangquan army can hardly advance an inch. I, Netherworld Huangquan, will naturally not sit idly by. "

Hearing this, Venerable Xue Gu calmed down a little.

He knew very well that there were countless masters in the underworld, and there was also a Taoist ancestor in charge, so there might be a glimmer of hope.

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