Sword God

As if there was an inexplicable call, Chen Zong approached and stepped into the calm blood pool.

But Chen Zong was not impulsive, and walked to the edge of the blood pool to resist the increasingly strong call and observe carefully.

This should be the deepest part of the cave, and I have found twenty blood spirits, which is equal to two thousand points of merit, which is an extraordinary achievement.

However, Chen Zong feels that there are treasures in this blood pool, but there is also an inexplicable feeling, as if he entered the blood pool, the consequences are unpredictable.

The thought turned sharply, and Chen Zong stepped back. In a flash, a blood awn flew out of the blood pool, with no signs and rapid speed, like a long whip, struck by the fierce tearing air, and surrounded into one. Circle, scroll to Chen Zong.

This strike contains two power changes, direct strike and winding, which are perfectly combined into one body and cut off all the retreats of Chen Zong.

In the end of the crisis, the sword was unsheathed from the waist, and a slight spur was hit with a stab, hitting a point on the bloody long whip, as if hitting the seven inches of the snake. Become soft.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Zong accelerated to retreat, but I saw that the long whip seemed to be infused with new power, and a sudden shot, as if the sword was assassinated.

Fast and ruthless, as if the bloody meteor broke through the sky, and with a strange and extreme atmosphere fluctuation, Chen Zong felt a great threat and his face was dignified.

Behind it, the true sword came out of the sheath, and fell straight, chopping the tip of the bloody long whip, but I saw that the bloody long whip was extremely flexible. Chen Zong's heart must be penetrated.

For no reason, Chen Zong felt a little palpitations.

Two swords circled one circle, two beautiful sword lights crossed, blocking all changes of the bloody long whip.

Suddenly, a figure burst out of the blood pool, with a burst of blood, as if the four arrows off the string flew towards Chen Zong.

At a glance, Chen Zong felt that the four figures seemed familiar, but the four figures were approaching, and an astonishing murderous swept through, making Chen Zongtong chill.

The double swords circumvented the attack of the four blood awns, and the bloody whip, like a serpent waiting for the opportunity, ran from a tricky corner and spurred from Chen Zong's back to the heart.

The five-sided attack made Chen Zong's pressure increase dramatically.

But I saw Chen Zong's figure flashed, swept by a psychedelic light, and disappeared from the place.

"How are you?" After avoiding all attacks, Chen Zong also clearly saw the four blood-filled figures, and his face changed suddenly.

The four people, who were the four people who stepped into the cave with themselves not long ago, are the core disciples of Taizong Tianzong.

Not long ago, he stepped into the cave with himself, and only separated at the first fork, and now he turned into a ghost. His body was bloodless, his face cold and indifferent, as if he did not recognize Chen Zong.

It feels like four puppets.

These four people were completely controlled, but no matter what Chen Zong thought, he attacked again.

Although these four are the core disciples of each mountain, they have the strongest strength, but they have reached the first pole level, and they are not Chen Zong's opponents at all. However, they are now more powerful, at least covered by blood. There is an increase of 30%.

Rao is so, they are still not Chen Zong's opponents.

Under the double swords, the four people were repelled one after another. They were also the core disciples of Taiyuan Tianzong, and there had been no conflicts. Naturally, Chen Zong would not immediately kill the killer.

However, the four people who were blown away were unharmed, and the blood spreading around them blocked all attacks for them.

Once again, the bloody whip also waited for the opportunity.

"Cang strike!"

A sword was drawn out, blending into the true meaning of the three swords. The off-white sword light with a trace of crimson tears the sky, and also breaks the bloody long whip.

Another sword crossed a semi-arc, and once again repulsed the four figures, even smashing the blood on them.

Taking advantage of the situation, Chen Zong once again attacked with a sword, struck the nihility of the sword into the body of four people, and defeated their strength. They could not shoot again for a while.

However, the change was steep, and two figures broke out of the blood pool. The speed was faster and the blood light was more than doubled, as if the two bloody meteors were killed by the sky.

Boom!

Instant collision, shocking shock of terrible power, two bloodslides backwards, Chen Zong also flew backwards, his swords trembling, his arms were slightly numb.

Strong!

Very strong!

At least it is the strength of the second pole.

The blood was very rich, but at the moment of the collision, Chen Zong also saw the faces of the two, one is a middle-aged man, the other is an old man, all strange faces.

The two fell to the ground, kicked suddenly, and rushed towards Chen Zong at a faster speed.

Cang strike!

Since he is not a known person, Chen Zong will not be polite, the two swords will be killed through the air, Jianguang will tear the sky, and at the same time beheaded the two.

Chen Chong also made some adjustments to this attack, according to the characteristics of the sword itself, the strength of Xiaozheng was weakened, but its power was not weakened, but a little stronger.

The blood on the two was broken, and the sharp double swords left two sword marks on the two people's bodies.

It's just that the two didn't feel like half of them, and they came to fight again, not afraid of death.

Chen Zong frowned slightly. If so, don't blame me for the killer.

Cangyu Feng!

One sword broke into the air, and again cut the blood of the two bodies, like a broken bamboo, with nothing to stop, Jian Feng cut through the bodies of the two, two swords were cut off, but there was no blood, as if the blood in the body had already disappeared.

Cangyu's edge, no stubbornness.

No matter how powerful the two were, they could not be reorganized after being cut off. Chen Zong's hands fell naturally with a sword, and a sharp breath filled the whole body. That blood pool.

"Come out." The tone was cold, like a symphony of gold and iron.

Chen Zong can be sure that there must be something in the blood pool, something special, maybe a person or not a person.

Chen Zong's words fell, but there was no movement in the blood pool.

The double swords shook, dozens of swords burst into the air, and rushed upwards, tracing a beautiful track, and came to tens of meters high, and then shot down like a meteor.

The buzzing sound rang continuously, but not many splashes of water splashed. Every sword gas fell into the blood pool, only a slight sound was made, and the fine ripples were swayed, and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Zong frowned and his eyes shrank.

Suddenly, a bunch of bubbles popped up on the blood pool, making a gurgling sound, as the bubbles burst and burst, the blood pool began to emit a scarlet light.

Chen Zong's face grew dignified, and from the blood pool where bubbles were constantly emerging, he felt a yin and evil breath slowly spreading, as if some kind of evil was recovering.

Immediately, all the red light shrank toward the center, and a huge blood-colored bubble appeared quietly, without breaking, but flew upwards, suspended above the blood pool, and faintly saw a figure inside.

As the huge bloody bubble emerged, the evil spirit became stronger and stronger, making Chen Zong feel uneasy.

His eyes shrank like needles, staring at the figure in the blood-colored bubbles.

Suddenly, the blood-colored bubbles quickly contracted inwards and were absorbed by the figure. It seemed that the figure that was a little thin and thin seemed to be full, like the blown ball, the yin and evil breath also increased, and the wind blew past, making this The temperature in the belly of the cave fell a lot out of thin air.

When the blood-colored bubbles were completely absorbed, a figure appeared clearly in front of Chen Zong, suspended directly above the blood pool.

Only a blood-red bloomer was worn on his body, and a blood-red cape was sticking to his shoulders. It fell naturally. His hair was like weeds, his face was thin, and his eyes were sunken. Like the eyes of evil spirits, the cheekbones of the cheeks are sunken and protruding, and the upper body that is not covered by clothes is also thin, and the ribs on both sides are clearly visible.

The skinny arms also had blood-red wrists covered with peculiar patterns, the same patterns as the cloak on the back and the bloomers on the lower body. It was very mysterious, like some kind of symbol.

Leaving aside his eyes and blood-red dress, it was like a famine-ridden refugee, but Chen Zong would never think so, because the breath of the person's breath fluctuated and was extremely evil, and he was only seen in his life.

And this kind of breath seems to be better than pseudo transcendent realm.

Extraordinary!

This is an extraordinary powerhouse!

Chen Zong couldn't help but sink.

My current strength is indeed good, but at the level of pseudo-transcendent realm, it ranks among the best, but compared with the real transcendent realm, there is still a clear gap. That is the essential difference. The difference is the difference between a kitten and a big tiger.

"Humble worm, you dare to wake up the demon ambassador." The voice of Yin Qing was extremely hoarse, as if the two metal pieces were rubbing, making Chen Zong feel that the eardrum was uncomfortable.

Immediately, I saw the figure falling down, standing on the blood pool, staring at the sunken eyes, making Chen Zong whole body involuntarily tightened, as if bound by invisible power, a burst of uncontrollable chill emerged from the depths of my heart, instantly diffuse The whole body makes Chen Zong feel cold and numb all over his body, as if his blood and strength have become sluggish and almost solidified.

terrible!

Terrible!

Compared with the feeling brought about by the extreme situation of any person Chen Zong has encountered, it is much more terrifying. Even Xia Yuanshan at that time did not bring this kind of creepy feeling to himself.

It was like a kind of repression, a kind of repression that was unclear, and had no direct relationship with strength.

"Who are you?" Strongly holding back the chill and consternation that kept emerging in his heart, Chen Zong clenched his swords and asked in a condensed voice.

"I... Weak bug, are you asking about the identity of the demon emperor?" The voice of Yin Qianqi sounded again: "The demon emperor is one of the demon emperors under the blood foam of the ancient demon palace, and you are full of blood. Very exuberant, it turned out to be pure Yang Qi and blood. After sucking up your Qi and blood, the demon can restore more strength."

The moment the sound fell, the demon waved his hand, the bloody cloak behind him seemed to be blown by the strong wind, and suddenly fluttered, a blood of light flew like a bird at Chen Zong.

Extremely fast, silent and breathless, exuding amazing fluctuations of Yin and evil breath.