Chapter 954 Blood Lord
The dark sword rises.
The beam of light from the sky sea kills the sky.
The fire of karma released by the Tiansha Zhenling Gang is like a spark that quickly falls in all directions, burning a chaotic world.
It is like hell finally emerges from the depths of the netherworld, and the tall figure sitting cross-legged on the Zhengang Dao seat with a horizontal stick is like a demon in fire and a Buddha in karma.
"Yin and Yang sweep, burn the immortal fire, observe the response with the heart, and live with all karma."
The chanting demon chanted the immortal Dao text.
The black and red chaos rose in the karma fire and turned into the most solid Zhengang to protect his body, allowing him to maintain his spirituality in the dark purple divine light.
The left hand pinched the immortal Dao seal, and the right hand led the magic blood technique.
The divine weapon Tianji turned into a small soldier hanging over his head to suppress the inspiration and consciousness.
The old king said with a little regret: "If you only have this ability, you should be refined by the military tactics today!"
The empty and young eyes flashed with a strange color.
As soon as he made a move, he realized that the weapon spirit in front of him did not seem to be as powerful as he imagined.
The three-law magical power that was clearly applied to his body was an ancient heritage, which might come from Taiyi Ascension, known as ‘Mixed and refined all laws and combined with the way of Taiyi’, and people in the sect called it ‘The Secret Art of Ascension’.
“Are you hiding your skills?”
The old face of the old king was always calm.
Regardless of whether the weapon spirit was hiding its skills or whether it was just this ability, he would still go all out.
Just as the weapon spirit said, ‘If you die, they will all die’ He disdained to kill the weapon lord Luo Tianfeng, and only defeating all enemies head-on was what a strong man should do.
As long as the weapon spirit was defeated, Luo Tianfeng, in his current state, was just an insect that could be crushed to death at will.
A cultivator should be confident in his own strength.
“Weapons.”
“Refine!”
The weapon tactics evolved by the ancient great magical powers were indeed supreme secrets, and even Tu Shanjun had to admit that the weapon tactics suppressed him.
If he hadn't been struggling hard at this moment, he might not even be able to hold the Divine Weapon Heavenly Strike anymore, because he simply couldn't compete for the refining of the weapon formula.
The suppression of the divine weapon by the great divine power secret technique reached its peak, and the divine weapon Heavenly Strike could no longer protect Tushan Jun's blood body.
Even the hellfire was gradually refined and eliminated by the purple and mysterious true light.
Tushan Jun felt that he had turned into a piece of divine iron at this moment, and was forged by a person with extremely terrifying divine power.
Ding.
Clang.
He saw a majestic figure as tall as the universe appear above the endless void, blurry, but he could clearly see 'him' raising the iron hammer.
The hammer fell, and the galaxy was silent.
The mortal world became his forging platform, refining an unknown divine sword.
The immortal eyes suddenly expanded, and Tushan Jun said in horror: "Supreme weapon refining secret technique!"
He no longer resisted, but personally experienced the weapon formula evolved by the great divine power.
With the universe as the furnace, the world as the stage, and the galaxy as the spring, forging the heaven and the earth, creating the supreme divine sword, and refining the world's weapons, this is "Chi", Chi's military tactics, Chi's divine weapons in the world.
Thousands of years of weapon refining accumulation have been accumulated at this time, and the ancient weapon refining tactics of "Chi" can be understood by observing the old king's evolution of the military tactics.
An ancient word "Chi" is illusory in the distant sky.
Then the fairy light and charm burst out in front of Tushan Jun.
Surprised at the terrifying understanding of the red-haired weapon spirit in the art of refining weapons, he can actually observe the great supernatural power phantom and understand the ancient words of the military tactics. Unfortunately, even with such a heaven-defying understanding, he will die under the refining of the military tactics.
The old king is like an ancient saint king who has come from ancient times to the modern times, with a magnificent inspiration.
One palm reaches out.
He reigns over the world and shakes the nine heavens.
The dark purple fire of the weapon art turned into a divine palm that lifted up the sky, and it fell from the void with a bang, completely refining the whole world and returning it to nothingness. Of course, the red-haired figure in the world of karma fire was not spared, and was turned into blood light and scattered black blood.
The devil's blood stained the earth.
Bang.
The divine weapon fell down and smashed a deep pit in the fine iron ground made of devil's blood.
The long handle pierced through and slanted into the huge pit.
The owner of the divine weapon had long disappeared, leaving only black and red blood, which gathered into a large lake, becoming more and more vast under the drizzle.
"Defeat?!"
Luo Manping fell to the ground silently.
It was unbelievable that the strong man who had just split the four saints and suppressed the two kings would die.
He looked at the pool of blood with hope, hoping that the blood-colored lake would evaporate into evil and gather a figure again. Unfortunately, there was no evil spirit for a long time.
He also didn't hear the familiar steam flying away.
The previous battle with Gusu Cuiguang had exhausted the evil spirit of the Zunhun Banner, and Huitian Daoti was finally broken by brute force.
"The old king won!"
Luo Tianya laughed.
He had fought with the weapon spirit and felt the extremely strong fighting power. The weapon spirit holding the magic weapon could perhaps be regarded as another leader Luo Tianfeng in good condition. Although he always felt that Luo Tianfeng only had a Taoist practice, he had to admit that Luo Tianfeng was indeed a well-deserved strong man.
In terms of strength, both of them were inferior to the old king.
The old king was a strong man in the era of the ancestor and an ancient saint king.
Even though his blood and qi were declining, his realm was extremely high, and he completely suppressed others with his realm. In this realm, he suppressed the spirituality of the magic weapon with the great magical power of the weapon, and tried to directly refine Tushan Jun's blood body.
The weapon technique is indeed the supreme weapon refining secret technique, but it is also a great technique of attack.
Annihilation in one blow is also expected.
Different from Luo Manping who was in grief, the saints of the Old Heavenly King's lineage completely recovered their spirits and cheered with joy.
After getting rid of the great enemy, the spirit of the weapon, the old king can use the magic medicine to restore the blood and qi and become a true Taoist. At that time, they will finally get back everything they once had.
Yang Wu was stunned.
He looked straight at the surging blood-colored lake and said with tears: "My lord is invincible!"
His spiritual consciousness was shaking and he was about to take over the soul flag from Luo Tianfeng. As long as there was evil spirit and Yin God, Tushan Jun would definitely be able to return and rebuild his body.
That was an immortal body, belonging to the immortal demon god.
As long as he shook the Xuanbao with all his strength, he would be able to restore the demon lord!
Click.
A pale palm fell on the young man's shoulder.
The tall figure was like a towering tree, blocking all the swaying wind and rain for it, and fixing the divine light reflected from the void.
He looked only more than seven feet tall, but like an indestructible sun.
Luo Yangwu couldn't help but exclaimed, and tears filled his eyes at the same time.
Tushan Jun exclaimed: "What a magical power! What a Taoist magic!"
The old king's face, which looked like a withered ghost, did not show any surprise.
The bright eyes immediately fell over, and then looked at the blood-colored lake and the sky strike in the lake, and finally revealed a little surprise, and said in a calm voice with a strange look: "Incarnation outside the body."
"I prefer people to call it 'One Qi into Three Pure Ones'."
Tushan Jun raised his pale ghost hand, and the magic weapon trembled and returned to his hand.
The black and red lake and the falling blood, with a hiss, turned into a sky full of black air and flowed into Tushan Jun's original Taoist body.
"Taiyin Xuanxue Condenses Dou Shen."
Tushan Jun, who had taken back all the demon blood in his body, regained some ruddy complexion.
A pair of deep and calm eyes.
"What!"
Not only Luo Tianya was shocked, but the other great saints were even more shocked.
The faces were full of shock.
They didn't expect that the one who fought with them before was not the original body, but a Dou body condensed with demon blood.
Just a body of demon blood, he killed four great saints alive. This is simply a fairy tale. You should know that Tushan Jun is not a Taoist Lord at all. He is just a great saint who is true.
What Saint King? In front of Tushan Jun, they are not worthy of being called Saint Kings. I am afraid that many Saint Kings are not worthy of being called kings.
The appearance of Tushan Jun made them all think of a terrifying idea, "Invincible at the same level". Great Saints and Saint Kings are all defeated by him.
The pale ghost hand clenched the sky strike.
The demon blood wrote the word "Chi" under his finger.
The Chi Bing scripture isolated the refining of the military tactics, and the demon blood was inky black and stained with a light red.
His Tianyuan Demon Eye burned with blazing flames.
"After thousands of years of selecting the vanguard to refine the true, we must give it a try!"
The old king with his eyes lowered was not happy but furious.
He was not angry that Tushan Jun used the demon blood to incarnate and fight against the six saints.
He was angry that the weapon spirit would think that he didn't want to fight head-on, but would kill the weapon master, so he buried his original body next to Luo Tianfeng in preparation for a sneak attack.
Tu Shanjun was wrong, the old king didn't do that.
If the old king wanted the magic weapon to surrender, he would definitely win all the victories head-on.
With his current strength, he didn't bother to play tricks anymore.
He spent some time to let Luo Tianfeng lead the way. However, with the ancestor missing, the clan elders semi-retired, and the clan elder who fell into the realm sitting in the death pass, he was the most powerful person in the great sect!
"The magic weapon must be stubborn?"
The old king stepped forward and said loudly: "Since you are a weapon, why are you so sentimental? Luo Tianfeng's rise and fall cannot be reversed by your magic weapon. Even if you get the magic medicine, it is impossible to save him. No one can bring him back to life."
"This king pities you and gives you a chance to surrender."
When others use the strong to attack the weak, Tu Shanjun never finds reasons. He only thinks that he is not strong enough.
He had died, lost, and avoided. He was never afraid when it was time to fight. No matter how terrifying the opponent he faced was, whether it was a saint, a Taoist master, or a great master, he still dared to punch the sky.
Tushanjun felt guilty about Brother Yunyan.
It was Yunyan who attacked many real people when he left Yangcheng at the end of his life. Otherwise, he would have fallen into the hands of the Blood Evil Sect's demon cultivators again. At that time, he was not strong enough and was seen through. Once he was trapped, he would have been in danger of life and death.
The grace of saving his life must be repaid.
However, he opened the underground palace for Brother Yunyan, allowing Taoist Master Yanfu to take advantage of the opportunity and make Brother Yunyan fall into the calculation and be in danger of life and death.
He did not say anything about the incident that year, but he always felt resentful and never let it go. Now that he finally saw hope, how could he retreat?
Besides, Tushanjun did not think that the old king was invincible.
He took the soul flag from the hands of the young man Luo Tianfeng.
Tushanjun, standing beside the young man Luo Tianfeng, twisted the divination into a seal.
The Soul Honoring Banner flew into the sky like a long dragon, and the ghost hand quickly cast a series of magic seals. Yin and Yang intertwined, and the heaven and earth turned into chaos, dividing into the Nine Netherworlds and Nine Heavens, with eighteen layers above and below.