Chapter 468 - 630 : Half a broken finger
Xue Lingshang’s furious roar shook the surrounding ancient trees, making their branches and leaves fall with rustling sounds. The muddy ground beneath the rotting leaves splashed as he stepped on it.
His palms flew as he formed seals. The blood mist around him abruptly swelled, transforming into a blood river a zhang wide that wound through the forest. Countless twisted resentful souls rose and sank on the river surface. Their shrill screams pierced through the air until leaves withered and fell one after another.
Moyue’s dragon eyes sharpened. His huge tail swept through the ancient trees beside him, snapping trunks as thick as a man’s embrace. The instant the trunks crashed down, he opened his huge mouth and drew the water vapor in the forest into a hundred-zhang water curtain, blocking before him like a crystal wall.
The blood river crashed into the water curtain, and sizzling sounds rang without end.
White mist steamed up. Although the water curtain was corroded open in several places, it still stopped the blood river’s offensive.
Before Xue Lingshang could change moves, Moyue had already charged over with a foul wind. His cyan-blue claws glowed with cold light as they tore straight toward Xue Lingshang’s face. Wherever the claws passed, the air was carved with white marks, and all shrubs along the way were shredded to pieces.
Xue Lingshang tapped his toes and leapt onto the branch of an ancient tree. Blood light suddenly blazed in his palm, and he struck out three blood-bone spears.
The spear bodies were condensed from refined blood fiend energy, embedded with tiny fragments of white bone. They shot toward Moyue’s vital point with sharp whistles that split the air.
Moyue twisted and swung his tail, his hard dragon scales forcibly taking the three spears. Sparks scattered in all directions.
Afterward, his giant claws wildly struck the ancient tree where Xue Lingshang stood. The trunk, as thick as a bowl, snapped with a crack, sending wood chips and rotting leaves flying everywhere.
Xue Lingshang used the broken branch to spring outward. His right hand condensed a blood-colored bone blade. Purple-black demonic flames coiled around the blade as it hacked fiercely toward Moyue’s left eye.
Moyue hastily swung his dragon head. The bone blade brushed past his dragon horn and struck his neck, actually cutting off several blood-stained scales.
He immediately flew into a rage. His sharp claw swept horizontally like a steel whip, forcibly tearing apart the robe at Xue Lingshang’s shoulder and sending him flying.
In only an instant, blood mist surged over Xue Lingshang’s wound, stopping the bleeding and healing it instantly.
At this moment,
The Seven Stars Demon-Suppressing Chains rang with clanging sounds and swept over.
"Get lost!"
A surge of spiritual power exploded from his dantian, and the spiritual power wave directly shattered the Seven Stars Demon-Suppressing Chains one after another.
Unfortunately, as long as the grand formation was not broken, the Demon-Suppressing Chains were endless.
After only a short while, they once again extended from the void.
At this time, Wentian had already hurried back. Seeing the two in a great battle, he immediately said, "Moyue, today we must kill him, or my Jianyi family will surely face the calamity of extermination."
"I will help you!"
Wentian entered the formation and used his mental connection with Moyue to explain his plan to him.
He swept his sleeve, and the Heavenly Wood Shield revolved around him. In his right hand, he held the pill furnace. In the blink of an eye, a Lifire phoenix several zhang in size flew out and clawed toward Xue Lingshang’s head.
"A jumping clown!"
Xue Lingshang formed seals with one hand and condensed a blood-colored giant python seven or eight zhang long. Compared to the one the Xue family Great Elder had used back then, it was several times more solid, and its power was even more astonishing.
In only ten or so moves, it bit the Lifire phoenix to pieces.
The blood python pounced toward Wentian, but it was blocked by the Heavenly Wood Shield.
The next moment,
The Heavenly Wood Shield erupted with a mass of green light. Countless sharp spikes burst out, and at such close range, they pierced the blood python full of holes.
Afterward, Wentian secretly controlled the Hundred Herbs Needles, launching a sneak attack while Xue Lingshang was harassed by the Seven Stars Demon-Suppressing Chains and attacked by Moyue.
"You still want to sneak attack?"
Xue Lingshang’s divine sense paid constant attention to every movement around him.
Blood light burst out around him, and all the Hundred Herbs Needles were sent flying before returning to Wentian’s hand. The Seven Stars Demon-Suppressing Chains were also shaken to pieces again before condensing anew.
At this time, Moyue’s dragon might carried a sharp sound as it tore through the air and whipped toward Xue Lingshang’s face.
Xue Lingshang swept his sleeve, and a blood-colored shield appeared, condensing a blood-colored light curtain to resist.
Crack!
The top-grade magic artifact’s light curtain was shattered by one blow. Then, as he rapidly retreated, it turned into dots of light and scattered.
The blood-colored shield’s spiritual light immediately dimmed.
The Seven Stars Demon-Suppressing Chains attacked again, shuttling through the forest like spiritual snakes. Seven cyan lights flowed like silk, the runes on the chain bodies burning brilliantly. Every sweep brought bone-piercing clear radiance, forcing the blood fiend energy around him to churn in waves.
This endless entanglement had long since made him sick with irritation.
It was just that he had no spare time to break this grand formation.
Gritting his teeth fiercely, Xue Lingshang slapped the black corpse pouch at his waist. With a swish, seven ebony coffins flew out.
The coffin bodies were covered in dark red blood patterns, as though drawn with dried blood. When they landed heavily in the muddy rotting leaves, they shook the surrounding vines until they trembled. Every coffin emitted a suffocating death qi.
Bang, bang, bang!
A series of dull explosions rang out. Seven coffin lids suddenly flew open, and amid flying wood chips, seven tall figures abruptly stood up.
They were actually seven blood corpses!
Their skin was blue-black as ink. Where rotten flesh knotted together, white bone fragments were exposed. Ragged blood cloth wrapped around their waists, and each corpse was shrouded in blood fiend energy dense enough to seem solid.
The leading blood corpse held a rusty bone blade, with half a broken finger still embedded in the blade.
The two behind it had blue-black claws a chi long, and blackened blood dirt coagulated in the gaps of their nails.
"Go!"