Add Bookmark | Recommend this book | Back to the book page | My bookshelf | Mobile Reading

Free Web Novel,Novel online - All in oicq.net -> Fantasy -> lord of stars

Volume 4, Wuxiang, Chapter 102: Success in Seven Nights

Previous page        Return to Catalog        Next page

    Groan!

    The crisp and melodious sound of the sword resounded through the sky, and the vast sea of ????netherworld set off a torrential blood light at the same time, like a scarlet wave, accompanied by a clear jade-like sword light, with the speed of lightning.  It destroyed the colorful brilliance and pierced the heart of the woman with black hair, slender waist and graceful white shirt.

    A gleam of light appeared, and a strange light flashed in Little Lady Bai's clear eyes. Her jade fingers, as white as green onions, spread out, making an extremely sacred gesture.

    Then in an instant, the sky darkened and was covered by thousands of miles of dark clouds; the earth trembled, the blood-red mountains opened cracks, the infinite restrictions were shattered, and the sea of ??scarlet blood surrounding the center overflowed; as well as all the disciples of the Shura Demon Cult, whether they were  The disciples who have just entered Taoji, or the great masters like Men Luosheng who have already passed the disaster, can't help but stiffen up, as if they are facing some kind of supreme existence, even blinking is a kind of blasphemy.

    "Three extremes of Yi training, the Tao is profound and can be traced back to the ancient times. The only way to achieve transformation is to teach five different things. The craftsman of spirit and spirit, the secret of articles. The source of the profoundness, the ancestor of the group of words"

    A faint and sweet voice sounded in the ears of everyone in the Demon Sect. Mengluosheng immediately knew the mysterious skill that Little Lady Bai had used.

    The supreme magical power of the devil"The Emperor's Sutra"!

    The Seven Heavenly Demon Sect communicates with each other. To the major leaders, the "Emperor Sutra" is not a secret.  Every demon sect master has some practice, but no matter who he is, he can't reach the threshold of this supreme demon skill.  Even if one is as powerful as the Cangtian Demon Lord, he can only practice the Red Jing Sutra and spend more than a thousand years of hard work to integrate the seven magical secrets.

    The reason why Dongfang Bai is called the "Emperor of the Demon Sect" and the "Reincarnation of the Emperor" is not because she has no obstacles or difficulties in practicing the "Emperor Sutra", apart from the fate of the Seven Killing Stars.

    This magical skill seemed to be tailor-made for her, perfectly matching her physique and soul.  In less than a hundred years, she broke through the bottleneck of the Supreme Path and overwhelmed Pei Ju.  Wang Shentong, Qiye, the incarnation of the three Ji Game.

    This move of "Sheng Qi" is used, high in the sky and on the earth.  The power of humanity appeared in her jade palm, as if the three poles of heaven and earth were unified, and she held the ultimate way of eternity.

    Men Luosheng clearly saw Qiye's proud Sky-Destroying Sword Light fall into Dongfang Bai's palm, like a small boat struggling in the huge waves, after a roll.  Annihilation is part of the universe between heaven and earth.

    Faintly, the disciples of the Demon Sect seemed to hear the praises of the ancient saints. There was also the blue sky mourning, weeping blood and mourning, and the vast earth making a loud noise.

    The sword of Zongjing!

    Men Luosheng¡¯s heart sank in vain, and an unprecedented despair came to his mind.  Even if Qiye wakes up in time and achieves the ultimate path, how can the inheritance of the Shura Demon Sect be comparable to the supreme mystical art of the Demonic Path?

    "Could it be that God has destined that our holy religion cannot lead the devil?"

    In the anxious eyes of the three supreme elders of the Demon Sect, Yufeng relied on his own strength.  Standing tall in the sky, Dongfang Bai has already slashed out the "Sword of Zongjing" that gathers the power of the three poles of heaven and earth, the light of all living things' spirits, and the god of empty thoughts in his palm.

    "If one hadn't seen it with one's own eyes, no one would have dared to believe that the magical power of the "Emperor's Sutra", the supreme magical power of the demonic way, could be so upright and bright.

    This is the sword of the saint, which pulls the thoughts of the disciples left behind for the orthodox status of humanity in the long river of destiny, and reflects one's purest and brightest state of mind.  Zhaozhao is as bright as the sun and moon, and separation is like the movement of stars.

    The Blood River Mountains are the base camp of the Demon Sect, almost covered with terrifying and mysterious restrictions, and have been managed for thousands of years.  No dead ends.  But under this bright and sacred sword light, without any trace of mixture, it was like ice and snow exposed to the sun, without any room for resistance, being melted and purified.  Disillusioned.

    At this moment, Little Lady Bai was as pure as a saint. Her eyes were free of any dark and complex calculations, and she seemed to have been completely integrated into the Sword of the Hundred Saints.

    The base camp of the Demon Sect, in front of the "Sword of Zongjing", is like a sieve full of holes, with loopholes everywhere.  Just as he was about to be completely broken and razed to the ground, two bright red dazzling blood lights shot up into the sky. This was the brilliance that burst out from a pair of eyes as cold as ice and snow, without any emotion.

    After seven nights, I finally woke up!

    "The Qi of the Saint, the Sword of the Zongjing, I have seen this move before."

    The cold words sounded, accompanied by the bloody lotus blooming Chiba on his forehead, his whole person standing on the sea of ??blood, and suddenly a terrible breath that swallowed the sky and covered the vastness.

    "Any trick, as long as it is shown in front of me, will have no lethality at all."

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? seven nightsHe spoke again, and with a clear cry, the Yixi sword that had just been automatically unsheathed to protect the master turned into crystal light and flew back into the long black sheath on his waist.  The fair and slender right hand fell, seemingly unintentionally, but casually resting on the round hilt of the sword.

    At this time, the "Sword of Zongjing" in Dongfang Bai's hand had already leaped into the void.  Wherever it passed, an extremely pure sword power spread out, dispersing the dark clouds in the sky and annihilating the fragrant scarlet blood.  Faintly, majestic hymns could be heard, and the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, splendid splendid decorations, saints of humanity and other scenes flashed in front of the eyes of the demon sect disciples.

    A sword comes out, like the heaven and the earth, acting on ghosts and gods, taking into account the order of things, controlling the order of people, revealing the mystery of all spirits, and the essence of the way of heaven.

    "Exquisiteness gives rise to knowledge, wisdom is the only way to master it. Essence is the basis of literature, and elegance is the source of beauty. Appreciate the sun and the moon, and speak of the rich mountains and seas. The shadows of hundreds of saints, the heart is there. It turns out"

    Faced with this extremely terrifying "Sword of the Zong Sutra" that completely restrained the demonic mystical skills, Qiye still had time to comment on it, reflecting on the "Emperor's Sutra" he had read, to prove why he was unable to master this supreme mystical skill.

    Then, under the anxious gazes of Men Luosheng and others, the white right hand resting on the hilt of the Yixi sword suddenly clenched.

    Violent!

    An earth-shattering cry rang out, and the entire Blood River Mountain Range was crushed by an extremely familiar but unimaginable yet overwhelming blood light in the eyes of all Demon Sect disciples. Everyone lost their footing.

    "Let you come and experience the power of achieving the ultimate goal by transforming blood into blood!"

    The faint and indifferent words echoed throughout the fields along with the sudden surge of the blood sea. After losing the restraint and wrapping of the Blood River Mountains, the blood sea, the most precious treasure of the Shura Demon Sect, began to expand continuously.

    Like a monster with infinite possibilities and infinite changes, under the control of the divine mind of the Holy Lord of Demonic Paths at the center, it transformed into a terrifying bloody hand that covered the entire Southern Wilderness and swallowed up the sun and the moon.

    In Kunxu Realm, in an instant, the sky turned into blood!  (To be continued.)
Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report