Chapter 18 The Blood Spirit in the World

I just finished revising this chapter. I'm sorry, dear friends...

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"Haha--"

A wild laughter resounded through the whole Beast Gate. This laughter, like yin and yang, sounded silently in the minds of the disciples of the Beast Gate until the mind. Suddenly, except for the monks of the Yuanying period, all the Beast Gate covered their heads with their hands and knelt on the ground and cried to the extreme.

Who is it? How dare you be presumptuous in my beast gate!" A cold voice that resounded through the world eased the pain of many monks who control the beasts. At the same time, a sword flew straight to the sky, and a black figure flew straight into the air, with black clothes and a cold face. If Yuanshan was here at this moment, he would definitely find that this monk in black was chasing him who had no way to fly. The Yuanying monk of the Beast Gate, who has no door to enter the ground, is the only Yuanying monk of the Beast Gate, the dragon swordsman, and the twin beasts, the sword dragon.

However, even if the dragon swordsman flew into the air and the huge dragon-shaped sword light filled the sky and earth, the crazy laughter did not decrease, but was higher, as if it was deliberately provoked. A bloody dragon shadow appeared in the air and rushed to the dragon swordsman, opening its teeth and claws, extremely ferocious.

"Dog thief..." The dragon swordsman roared and moved his hands slightly. Suddenly, the dragon-shaped sword behind him rose to the sky and pointed to the blood-colored dragon shadow. He only heard the sword dragon and the blood dragon roar at the same time, and the sound shook the sky. Suddenly, those disciples who were in pain all felt a headache, and then fell into In a coma, the whole beast gate suddenly had no sound except for two dragon-shaped objects that were fighting in the air.

The dragon swordsman saw that although the bloody dragon shadow was arbitrarily cut by his sword light, but after a moment, those blood dragons that were cut into nothingness and disappeared will appear again and turn into countless small dragon shadows again. In a moment, the whole sword dragon has been killed by blood dragons and countless small dragon shadows. Completely surrounded, suddenly, the dragon-shaped sword spirit emitted by the stegosaurus was completely blocked by those small blood dragon shadows. As for the huge blood dragon hidden on the periphery of the small blood dragon, there was no injury at all, and the offensive was getting stronger and stronger, and the sword spirit on the stegosaurus became weaker and weaker.

Seeing this scene, the dragon swordsman was furious, swinging his hands quickly with various decisions, and then his face turned pale. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood rose to the sky and went straight into the body of the sword dragon. Then, the sword dragon flew straight to the sky like a dragon flying in the sky, and the blood dragon behind him and countless The little blood dragon also followed closely, like the descendants of the dragon chasing the dragon. Unfortunately, no one appreciates this beautiful scenery now except the dragon swordsman who is quietly alert in the air.

When the sword dragon flew into the unreachable void, the small blood dragons that followed them had already turned into nothingness under the blowing and erosion of the high wind. Only the huge blood dragon was still following it. The dragon swordsman saw this, smiled coldly in his heart, suddenly clenched his hands, and shouted gently: "Dragon The scales drop——”

As the words of the dragon swordsman fell, the huge sword dragon shaking its head and tail in the air exploded silently. Then, countless small black swords were completely reorganized into a black dragon only dozens of feet long. And rushed to the blood dragon.

"Bum--"

The attack power of the sword dragon is the strongest. What's more, this time the sword dragon brought the sword spirit of the dragon swordsman, but the blood dragon was slightly eroded by the wind in the air, which was the time of decline. Therefore, with just one attack, the blood dragon exploded and turned into countless powders, but this is not The end.

The small blood-colored powder turned into small blood dragons one after another and flew towards the earth, while the sword dragon followed closely, emitting sword rays from time to time, smashing away small blood dragons. However, such a huge blood dragon completely turned into a small blood dragon, which is really countless. How can it be so easy? Destroyed, therefore, a bloody dragon river fell from the sky, followed by a sharp and ferocious sword dragon. Each scale was like a sharp sword, rushing to the bloody dragon river in front of it from time to time. However, that's all, that little attack, even The blood dragon river cannot be penetrated, let alone completely destroy the long river composed of small blood dragons.

However, this is only the beginning. A sneer flashed across the white and needless face of the dragon swordsman, and then suddenly pressed his hands down, and suddenly--

With a "bang", the black stegosaurus in the air disintegrated again. However, this time, it did not gather together to form a huge sword dragon, but countless small sword lights completely turned into small sword dragons, and then the speed suddenly accelerated and rushed down to the blood dragon river below.

In the one-on-one fight, the stegosaurus, who was good at fighting, naturally had the upper hand. However, when the dragon swordsman was in high spirits, he looked back at the disciples lying on the ground everywhere, but he was so angry that he almost fainted.

"Thief--"

When the dragon swordsman fought with the huge bloody dragon shadow in the air, a trace of blood stream flowed silently on the ground, flowing silently to every beast disciple who fainted on the ground and their spirit beasts. If it hadn't been for the dragon swordsman's eyes that the overall situation in the air had been decided, he wanted to guard against the blood dragon's The master may not find this yet. As for the places that have been slipped by the bloody stream, all the disciples have turned into blood under the erosion of blood, and then integrated into the bloody stream.

At this time, the beast gate was already empty, and there was only the blood flowing on the ground. Moreover, they were slowly converging. When the dragon swordsmen saw this scene, the sect he had been fighting for was destroyed. Who would go crazy? And the Dragon Swordsman has obviously entered this crazy state at this moment.

His eyes were red, his black hair was completely erect, and the heat steamed on his head. The black robe on his body completely exploded, leaving only the tight defense armor on his body, which was also a black inner armor embroidered with a black dragon hovering with his head held high. This is the defensive treasure of the dragon swordsman: Panlong World, Broken and invoid - Dragon Virtual Armor.

It is made of the fur of a dragon that is about to transform into seven dragons, and its defense is super strong. So far, the dragon swordsman has never seen anything that can break the "dragon virtual armor" defense. If it hadn't been for his own cultivation, it was only in the early stage of Yuanying, and he was the only one in the sect. Shi, I'm afraid that the "Ding Zen" and "Spirit Sword School" have no place to live in this place at all, and this is also the first time that someone can force out his treasured "dragon virtual armor" without showing up.

"Thief, come out! Hide his head and show his tail, what a good man..." The dragon swordsman flew in the air, and the black sword light in his hand hit the blood stream that was gathering from time to time, but it was useless, because the blood seemed to have some special feeling and automatically avoid his attack. For a while, the blood was about to Gathered together, and the dragon swordsman slowly calmed down and gathered the sword light that flew back after defeating the blood dragon into a black sword again. Then, he held the sword in his hand, stepped on the void, and his long cold hair fluttered, looking at the place where the blood gathered.

"Wangla--"

Like the sound of water, the blood gathered together again gathered into an inhuman, but with four arms and a thick tail like a lizard's tail pulled to the ground. As for the appearance of the blood man, it slowly became clear.

"Why is it you?" After seeing the blood man's appearance, the dragon swordsman was shocked and asked in a loud voice, because shouldn't the owner of this face be the best practicing disciple of the beast?

Yes, the owner of this face is Jingfeng.

The head of the blood man with a black one-horn rotated slightly. It seemed that there was no neck. He could twist it at will and look at his new body with satisfaction. Then, without any movement, he appeared in the void opposite the dragon swordsman. A tail shook slightly, and the bloody pupil looked at the dragon swordsman. , a blood blade slowly appeared in his hand, about ten feet long, pointing to the dragon swordsman standing opposite him, and then his lips moved slightly and said domineeringly:

"Listen to me! The original owner of this body is a disciple of your disciple. However, when he entered a channel that I had finally opened for hundreds of years, his heart was full of resentment against this sect that raised him. Originally, I intended to possess him, but who expected his cultivation and body were too poor, so I could only Borrowing a part of his body, as for the rest, anyway, before his death, his soul was full of people who wanted me to kill this sect, so I did it..."

After saying this, the demon gently spread his two hands slightly, indicating that he was very helpless and innocent. However, this appearance made the dragon swordsman more cautious, because he could not see through this bloody humanoid cultivation at all, coupled with the other party's divine figure, made his heart I'm afraid of abnormality.

Therefore, he asked cautiously and vigilantly, "Are you the demon sealed by the elders of my beasts during the war?"

The bloody demon did not say a word, gently stroked the long blood-colored knife with his three free hands, and then looked up at the void, as if it were aftertaste, as if sighing:

"For thousands of years, it's really lonely..."

After saying that, the long blood-colored knife in his hand gently waved towards the dragon swordsman. Suddenly, a bloody knife became bigger and longer, as if to cut through the Milky Way and the void, it cut at the Dragon Swordsman.

PS: It's finally completed, but will demons also sigh and feel melancholy?