Chapter 109 Cold Jade Short Sword

At this moment, the blood demon king's look has become extremely heavy. He has remembered that it has recorded something in the classics of the Blood River School, which is consistent with this scene. Its power is even more in line with everything that happened in front of him, but this matter is too strange for him to believe. However, the Blood Demon King used the corners of his eyes to look at the writing method and the blood demon, but on their faces, he saw shock and doubt, and even a kind of heartfelt respect.

When he saw the expression of the two elders when he learned the law and the blood demon came from, the blood demon king immediately raised a wonderful feeling. Thinking of the previous conjecture, it seemed to have been confirmed. A bad feeling suddenly hit the heart of the blood demon king.

At this time, the Yinliu real person who manipulated the four elephant flags saw that with the help of the blood demon king, Liang Chen was suppressed under the golden gun and the huge golden mountain. Although he did not die immediately, there was no room to fight back.

"Okay, my opportunity has come. Today, I must let you die here. This is the end of offending me. Even within the sect, the children of the elders should give me some face and dare not offend them. No one seems to offend me because a fog snake has a good end, and you can't be no exception. " The dark real person looked extremely gloomy and horrible, with a cruel look on his face, and a sneer appeared on his face.

The next moment, the hands of the Yinliu real person pinched, and a cloudy jasper sword suddenly appeared in its palm, dripping and spinning. The cloud was attracted by the gravity generated by the rotation of the sword and rotated around the sword, like a fog snake.

Looking carefully, the colleague of the fog snake spinning around the sword seems to be dominated by the sword, but in fact, no matter how the fog rotates, its shape has always changed at all. Even the people present clearly feel that the fog clearly controls the sword and controls the power of the sword. Quantity.

At the moment when the little sword appeared, the breath of the little sword immediately poured out like a big river, and the wanton impact in the empty space was unstoppable. Even after this little sword came out, its breath actually suppressed the breath of the four elephant flags, and the pressure emitted on it was almost the same as the golden gun urged by the blood demon king and the breath of Jinshan.

You should know that although this golden gun and Jinshan are only the expiration of the inferior products, and even the quality is not as good as that of the four elephant flags, the strength of the owners who drive these two Taoist weapons is far from each other. The Yinliu real person is only in the early stage of the whole body, and the child's blood is the demon king, and he is already a great figure in the later stage of the divine power. It can give full play to the power of the lower Taoist weapon, and now this jasper-colored sword actually emits the powerful power of Jinshan and golden war guns, which immediately attracts everyone's mind.

"Kid, you think your strength is comparable to mine, so you can really challenge me. But you have forgotten my identity. My identity is extremely noble, and the strength of the family is so huge that it can scare you to death. For me, a Taoist instrument is just a second.

The Yinliu real person frailed the flying sword, and his face showed a vicious and vicious color. His eyes looking at Liang Chen raised an unprecedented murder. "My cold jade sword is a middle-grade Taoist weapon, which has an atmosphere hit by my grandfather, so that I can use this breath to exert the power of the full blow of the middle product. This is enough to kill you.

Yinliu said, the cold jade flying sword in his hand, and the fog wrapped above suddenly trembled. When the clouds and fog wandered away, a dragon-shaped pattern, a dragon-shaped rune was formed.

At the moment when the dragon-shaped pattern was born, the cold jade flying sword immediately emitted a green light. The faint light was divided into two, from one to two, and then from two to three. In an instant, it turned into a huge sword shadow. After absorbing the dragon-shaped rune, the sword shadow immediately swam and formed a green The sword dragon went to Liang Chen.

Once this jasper sword dragon was formed, the air was immediately filled with cold, and the walls around the secret room were immediately covered with hard ice. Even the traces painted by the blood river Zhenjun had been covered with a thin layer of ice and were eroded by the cold jade flying sword. Not only that, but even the surrounding air seemed to be Freeze under this cold air.

The gate of the underworld protecting Liang Chen was the first to take the brunt. The door wall has been frozen with a thick sword handle, and a large amount of cold sword spirit attacked. Between the bombardment, standing on the door of the underworld, making the door of the underworld began to shake violently, as if it were about to collapse.

At this time, Liang Chen, who is combined with the gate of the underworld, is even more uncomfortable. Every time the gate of the underworld is hit by the ice sword, it makes the gate of the underworld tremble, and the power of the underworld has the feeling of leaving the core of Liang Chen's power.

Coupled with the oppression of the bloody demon king's golden gun and Jinshan, Liang Chen is even more painful. The door of the underworld has retreated continuously, and the breath of the gate of the underworld has become more and more irritable, and the powerful breath inside has passed through the gate of the underworld and become clearer. However, the breath moon in the gate of the underworld was violent, and Liang Chen felt more and more unable to do it, and gradually could not urge the underworld book.

However, at this moment, the most anxious thing is not Liang Chen, but the blood stool demon king standing outside the four flags of heaven. Just now, the blood stool demon king saw the look of the blood method and the blood demon, and he was more sure of his guess.

He still remembers that when he first became the leader, he entered the forbidden secret room. When he first read various classics, what he was most concerned about and first saw was the treasure of the Blood River School, the introduction of the underworld.

His memory is very clear, in which he thought that the elders recorded, "The underworld book is bounded, and the ghosts live on this underworld."

Not only that, there are also some arrogant disciples of the Blood River School who actually want to refine the underworld book and do this thing that even their ancestors did not do. However, in the end, most of them failed. However, there are still some people who not only did not refine the underworld book, but were refined by the underworld book and became in the underworld and the underworld. One of all sentient beings.

And the blood stool demon king has also seen the underworld book and knew its breath. However, when Liang Chen just took out the underworld book, although he felt familiar with it, he did not dare to imagine it at all. Finally, he observed carefully before recognizing the underworld book.

He is a person who knows the power of the Mingshu very well. No matter what method Liang Chen uses to make the Mingshu recognize the Lord, he has already explained one thing. Liang Chen can't kill him, and killing him is tantamount to suicide.

However, he was just about to withdraw his strength and forcibly fled with Yinliu Zhenjun, but during this turn of thought, Yinliu Zhenren still couldn't wait to urge the cold jade flying sword to attack Liang Chen. This time, it scared the blood stool demon king. If the crisis is not Liang Chen, it's okay. Once it threatens the safety of Liang Chen's life, the underworld book will definitely protect the owner. When it comes to that, the blood stool demon king can no longer imagine.

"Young master, stop quickly and don't attack this person." The bloody devil stopped the way with a strong fear. At the same time, his mana began to withdraw slowly, but he did not dare to withdraw it at once, because once, Liang Chen's door of the underworld would meet and attack him.

However, in a continuous attack just now, the Yinliu real person did not hurt Liang Chen's skin at all. He felt that he had lost his face and made him lose his mind. After the advice of the blood stool demon king in his body, he did not consider why terror was revealed in his voice at all, and still took action without reservation. Attack.

"Ky, just go to hell."

The dark stream real person sneered, and the four flags of heaven also urged their colleagues. Because this cold jade flying sword did not use his power, but a force exerted by his ancestors in his clan. Therefore, the Yinliu real person still has the strength to promote the Tianyi Four Elephant Flag.

Four forces, such as ice and snow, rain and dew, and storm, once again tilted out. This time, the real person also knew that time was tight, and he was full of hatred for Liang Chen, so as soon as he came up, he played the most ferocious blow, and almost all the power of his whole body was injected into the four flag of Tianyi, making the four elephant flag of heaven. The power was also violent among colleagues, and its strength was mixed with the cold sword spirit and attacked Liang Chen together.

At this time, Liang Chen couldn't stand it. The power of Mingshu suddenly broke away from the core of Liang Chen's power, rotated around, and drilled into Liang Chen's body. Without the source of power of the underworld, it suddenly seemed to be a vented ball. The gate of the underworld immediately began to shrink, and all kinds of virtual shadows in it dissipated one after another. Although the prison beasts roared repeatedly at the gate of the underworld, it had lost the previous torrential weather and could not prevent the collapse of the gate of the underworld.

However, the Mingshu just disappeared into Liang Chen's body, and the turquoise sword spirit spewed out by the cold jade flying sword was cut on the core of Liang Chen's power. Suddenly, the core of Liang Chen's power was slowly frozen, followed by the body of the cold jade flying sword.

Although the two magic weapons of the blood demon king at this time were also applied by colleagues to the core of Liang Chen's power, their strength has been gradually withdrawn, so it did not threaten Liang Chen's life. However, as the cold jade flying sword approaches the core of power with Ling Ran's murderous spirit, if this sword is cut at the core of its power, the seeds of Liang Chen's power will be broken and the soul will also die.

"Hahaha, boy, I see what power do you have to return to heaven this time." Yinliu real people were extremely proud and laughed wantonly. Two Taoist instruments, the cold jade flying sword and the four flags of Tianyi have merged, hitting the core of Liang Chen's power.

"No, young master, run quickly."

At this time, the blood stool demon king's face was like dead ashes, but he did not escape alone, but suddenly took a step forward and came to the Yinliu real person. Two Taoist tools appeared in his hand to protect the Yinliu real person.

The blood stool demon king's look suddenly calmed down, and his face was determined to die, "Young master, if you don't die this time, tell the old master that I can't complete his assigned task, and I have failed him to live up to his kindness."

While the real person did not know why, its two Taoist instruments had been cut at the core of Liang Chen's power. In this colleague, a shocking breath burst out from Liang Chen's body.