Natural Fairy Species Chapter 376

Chapter 376 Abi Heavenly Prison Demonic Sword

“A mere Dan-forming monk, no matter how talented and potential he is, is fundamentally different from a Nascent Soul monk…”

Zengguang Fairy City connects the four countries, gathers scattered cultivators in the northern region, and is also a commercial center.

It is inherently convenient for intelligence collection in the world of immortality, and there are almost no secrets to it about major or minor events in the Northern Territory.

About Bai Zichen's life experience, a file has long been formed and placed in front of the old case of the Jiedan tribe, where Du is responsible for collecting information.

After he defeated True Lord Jiulian, his name came into Du Heng's sight, and his intelligence level was upgraded to Tianzi A level, so detailed that even Bai Zichen himself may have forgotten his deeds were recorded in the book.

Previously, Du Heng had vaguely sensed that Bai Zichen was threatening him, and guessed that it was a supreme sword move. True Lord Jiulian died under the flying sword because of his carelessness.

 So he distanced himself and used the power of the Demonic Dragon Cone to reach the sky to win, without any risk of a comeback.

The two fourth-level flying swords underwent strange changes, forming an effect that was close to that of the fifth-level flying swords. Several Nascent Soul Lords followed one after another, using all means to show off.

None of this surprised Du Heng. What surprised him was that Bai Zichen was unscathed by the attack of the magic dragon cone, and it did not affect the state of the two swords at all.

“The magic dragon cone contains the true meaning of shock, which even Nascent Soul cultivators find difficult to resist... Even if there are other people sharing the pressure, just a trace of the aftermath should shatter all the bones in his body.”

"It's impossible for him to be a sword cultivator, and his physical strength can be stronger than that of Yuanying body-refining cultivators, or that he has a treasure that can withstand the true meaning of the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure Dao... This is even more nonsense. It's not as good as I said Bai Zi Chen is the reincarnation of a true immortal from the upper world!"

A black river spreads out around Du Heng, coming from the void and flowing toward the void.

The Black River is entirely composed of Xuanming heavy water. It flows slowly and makes a muffled sound like the sound of moving clouds, like thunder piercing the ears.

Each section of the river weighed countless tens of thousands of pounds. The Nascent Soul Realm was sinking under the pressure, and Du Heng's figure became sluggish.

 Most of Zengguang Du's accumulation over several generations, such as Hailing Stone, was spent on this black river.

As for Xuan Ming Chong Shui, Zengguang Xiancheng will not refuse anyone who comes. As long as it is delivered to the door, the price will be quoted, and the order will be accepted.

If the portion is large enough, you can also get the VIP status of Zengguang Fairy City, and you can do things easily in the Fairy City.

There is an anecdote in the world of immortality that 90% of the Xuanming Heavy Water in the world has entered Zengguang Immortal City. Even Du himself does not know how much Xuanming Heavy Water is stored.

Today, Du Heng made this secret public and forcibly used Xuanming heavy water to forge a black river that was dozens of miles long.

At this moment, the Black River was shortening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and countless Xuanming heavy water burned, turning into dots of ink beads and sticking to Du Heng's right hand holding the magic dragon cone.

At the same time, the real demon clone behind him has lifted the demonic body of Fa Tian Xiang Di. The real demon's energy will be exhausted in a short time while maintaining this form.

When the imprisoned Master Cheng Tuo hit the magic dragon cone, the famous Dahuang Nascent Soul cultivator didn't even utter a mournful cry, and his soul was completely destroyed.

The flesh was sucked dry, the Yuanying melted, and was eaten up and wiped clean by this magical treasure from head to toe.

The magic dragon cone weapon spirit conveyed a burst of joy, and the level of cooperation improved by two points, and there was once again a gathering of overwhelming demonic intent.

Unless there was really no other way, Du Heng would not choose to use the flesh and blood of True Lord Yuanying to stimulate the Demonic Dragon Cone again. He would definitely choose to let his external incarnation absorb it, and break through the late Yuanying stage as soon as possible.

 Otherwise, if the Demonic Dragon Cone awakens again, it would be even more impossible for him to control and control this magical treasure based on his strength.

“This is the right place, who killed my junior brother?”

Suddenly there was a trail of blood on the horizon, and a sound filled with the smell of blood could be heard from an unknown distance of thousands of miles away.

The blood shadow quickly spread into a mass, then into a continuous mass, and finally a **** lightning tore through the sky.

The blood shadow took shape, it was a middle-aged man with handsome features, with a sinister expression, and his eyes were like poisonous snakes. His skin felt a faint pain when he glanced at it.

"The blood curse mark is on you. It seems that you killed my junior brother..."

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on Du Heng, or the real demon clone behind him.

 “Who are you? Maybe there is a misunderstanding between us.”

Du Heng's face was solemn. He was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, which was the same as his own body.

He really didn't take the ordinary monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul in his eyes, he just killed them all to add nutrients for growth.

But this person feels very dangerous, and the real demon clones feel that they are evenly matched.

 Let him know that the person coming was a monk whose strength cannot be judged by his cultivation level, so he slowed down his attitude and did not take action immediately.

"It's unmistakable. Although my junior brother is very arrogant and considers himself to be more talented than me, he wants to make a breakthrough alone... But this blood curse and blood stain is the first spell I taught him, and it is also the first spell I taught him. It is the first spell that disciples of the sect must master when they get started. All teachers and teachers teach us not to expect the sect to avenge you, but the blood curse mark cast from the heart before death contains a trace of your purest blood essence. As long as it is refined, It means that those who come after you can possess all the bloodline you have collected throughout your life."

 The middle-aged man seemed to be reminiscing, showing a faint smile.

"You said, we regard blood as the source of everything and have been running on the road of pursuing strong blood all our lives. How could we not take action after seeing the blood curse mark? Junior brother was very obedient at that time. I asked him to practice the blood curse well. He studied the curse mark technique seriously for two years."

“You know, the blood curse mark on your body is so thick that I can see it thousands of miles away, not to mention I still have it to guide me...”

The middle-aged man slowly raised a **** long sword, with traces of blood flowing out of it, pointing at the real demon clone. "Blood Sea Sect, are you the senior brother of the Blood God?"

Du Heng's expression changed drastically as he thought of the real Blood God who he had the upper hand and took half a year to kill without using the continuous magic dragon cone.

Before the death of the real Blood God, he stared at him with a malicious look and said that he would wait for his senior brother to come and take his life.

"Oh, it seems you have admitted it...remember, the person who took your life is the Son of Blood God of the Blood Sea Sect!"

The middle-aged man held the long sword in his hand, and the blood light dispersed, revealing a flying sword that breathed like an abyss and felt vaguely similar to the magic dragon cone.

“Don't you call yourself the Son of the Blood God? Why don't you call yourself the Son of the Blood God? How could there be another Son of the Blood God!”

As if Du Heng was facing a formidable enemy, his demonic body turned around, and its center of gravity completely shifted towards the new middle-aged man.

This flying sword only showed its sharpness after the blood light dissipated, and it turned out to be another fifth-level flying sword.

Different from the newly released demonic sword of killing, it has obviously been refined in this person's hand for a long time and can freely activate the messenger.

“Blood God Son is the title of the leader of our sect, and every successor can use it...Junior brother is really lawless in the Northern Territory, and has no regard for the sect's rules.”

The real Son of Blood God swung out his sword, and slashed down the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword, which had left the sect's sea of ​​blood for the first time in ten thousand years, and the heaven and earth turned pale.

 For a time, there was no other color except this magic light.

Everything within a hundred miles radius turned gray and white, and everything solidified.

 When the sword light left, it returned to normal and returned to its previous state.

Du Heng didn't have time to think too much, and the demon dragon cone that was ready to attack came forward. After an earth-shattering loud noise, he and the real demon clone actually took several steps back at the same time.

The right hand holding the demon dragon awl was dripping with blood, and the right hand of the demon body was missing, being cut off directly by the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword.

“The treasure of the demon world, your flying sword also comes from the demon world!”

The moment the two magic treasures collided, Du Heng understood where the inexplicable sense of familiarity came from. The demonic energy emitted by the Abi Heavenly Prison Demonic Sword cannot be cultivated by demonic monks in the human world. Only treasures born in the demonic world can possess it.

Although the Blood God Son is not a swordsman, the Abi Heavenly Prison Demonic Sword can only exert half of the power that a fifth-level flying sword should have in his hands.

  However, he can basically master the fifth-level flying sword, and his advantage against the incompletely awakened Demonic Dragon Cone is immediately apparent.

Even if he and his external incarnation fought two against one, he couldn't gain any advantage. He also suffered a hidden disadvantage because he didn't expect that the opponent's flying sword also came from the demon world.

"Why, is the treasure of the demon world a rare thing... The source of our sect's blood sea is in the demon world, and this demon sword has been deep in the core since the birth of the blood sea."

The Blood Sea Sect's Hundred Evils Blood Sea Dharma is that the founder of the sect picked up a piece of blood skin from the sea of ​​blood, which recorded the blood nerve inherited from the demon world.

The founder of the sect resisted the temptation and did not cultivate the quick and powerful blood nerves. Instead, he used this as a foundation to create a path suitable for monks in the human world.

 The successive ancestors of the Blood Sea Sect improved and improved on this basis, and it became the current Blood Sea Dharma.

The Blood God Son saw through the reality of the True Demon Holy Body at a glance, used the demon treasure against the demon treasure, and cut off one of the demon body's arms with the Abi Heavenly Prison Demon Sword.

Without saying a word, Du Heng waved his sleeves, and thirty-six formation flags flew out of the Meili Snow Peak and entered his sleeves.

Transformed into a demonic light, he directly escaped from the light without any hesitation and without leaving a harsh word behind.

The real demon's clone used the magical power of flying thousands of miles away, stepped out with two demonic legs, and ran wildly in the opposite direction to the main body.

 The Blood God Son looked in two directions, turned into a ball of blood shadow and continued to chase the main body.

 Throwing aside the external incarnation with the blood curse mark, he ignored it.

"In one day, I saw two fifth-level flying swords and a heaven-reaching spiritual treasure... When did the world of immortality become so full of fifth-level treasures?"

Bai Zichen watched as the traces of the two top powerhouses disappeared, leaving only horrifying traces of destruction on the snowy peak, and a group of Nascent Soul Lords looking at each other in shock.

In the time between the rabbit and the falcon, everyone worked together to resist Du Heng with a narrow escape, and now he fled in panic.

 The great ups and downs will make all of you, the well-informed Nascent Soul Lord, feel emotional.

“The Blood Sea Sect is in the Southern Territory, I guess. I didn't expect that this senior brother of True Lord Blood God is so powerful... Even though he relies on the fifth-level flying sword, he is also capable of refining and conquering treasures of this level.”

As a sword cultivator, Yan Yuanzai was envious of the fifth-level flying sword.

Especially when I saw that the Son of Blood God knew nothing about swordsmanship, yet he was able to convince the fifth-level demon sword and move the flying sword in a crude way like burning a fire stick.

 The envy in my heart has reached its peak.

 (End of this chapter)

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