I'm a son-in-law in heaven

The blood is like a dragon, and the long sword is flying across the sky.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit stood quietly on the spot holding Yu Ruyi in her arms, watching the boundless blood rushing around.

This blood energy seemed endless, and every time it washed away, the golden light curtain trembled.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit looked at Yu Ruyi in her hand, and there were some tiny cracks on it.

"As expected of the Blood Slaughter Yuanjun!" The Holy Mother of Jinling spoke slowly, but praised.

It seems that only such a Xuetu Yuanjun is worthy of her opponent.

As for this mere golden light protection, so what if it is broken?

Xuetu Yuanjun grinned, and the blood on the scarlet sword body flowed like a living thing.

The sword qi filled the air, and Xuetu Yuanjun swung his sword and slashed again.

"Blood River Cart!"

Under Xuetu Yuanjun's feet, the blood pool rioted, and a black dragon with blood and blood came out of it, roaring.

Xuetu Yuanjun was under the black dragon, with a cruel smile on his face.

"Let this blood river cart take the Holy Mother for a ride!"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit didn't change her expression, she just looked up at the top of her head.

The black dragon that was born from the blood pool was covered in blood energy all over its body. It had no claws under its belly and no scales all over its body. On the contrary, its whole body was covered with strange human faces.

It's not only scary to watch, it's disgusting.

"Blood River Chariot! I haven't seen it for many years." Our Lady of the Golden Spirit couldn't help but sigh.

"Just what exactly is this blood river cart?"

Chen Yangyu was also staring at the black dragon. Apart from being disgusting, he really didn't know how to evaluate this ghost.

It's just that Fairy Bixiao and the others seem to be very concerned about this thing.

"Blood River Chariot, this thing looks like a dragon, but it has nothing to do with the dragon clan." Fairy Bixiao said slowly.

"It is transformed by the evil spirits of thousands of resentful spirits in the Styx River."

"Once upon a time, the Patriarch Styx was impressed by watching the Blood River Chariot, and created this type of supernatural power to transform the Blood River Chariot with blood energy."

"The biggest characteristic of these blood river chariots is that they are not afraid of death. No matter what kind of supernatural power or secret technique, if they can't cut through the spirit of this blood river chariot with one blow, it will take advantage of the fierceness of blood to transform out again."

Looking at this blood river chariot, Fairy Bixiao couldn't help but think of the scene where Patriarch Styx used blood rivers to transform thousands of blood river chariots to fight against the enemy.

At that time, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was also present.

"Blood River Chariot, although mysterious, is not without flaws." The Holy Mother of Jinling slightly parted her vermilion lips, with fighting spirit in her eyes, and she already had a plan for confrontation.

The jade in his hand shook as he wished, and the golden light curtain scattered around him, and his blood surged for a while, rushing madly towards the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

The Holy Mother of Jinling turned Yu Ruyi around, and a three-foot green front emerged from the end of Yu Ruyi.

With a horizontal slash, a streak of swords appeared between the sky and the earth, stretching so far that the origin of the sword light could not be seen.

And when the sword light appeared, the raging blood energy was swept away.

Not even a trace of residue was left.

Xuetu Yuanjun's expression changed slightly, and his body turned into blood again and plunged into the blood pool.

In mid-air, the Blood River Chariot did not intend to dodge at all. Instead, it roared ear-piercingly towards Jian Guang, and spurted out a mouthful of foul-smelling blood against Jian Guang.

It's just that in front of this sword light, everything in the world is unstoppable.

Even if the Blood River Chariot spat out dirty blood, it wanted to stain the sword light and make it rust.

However, before the dirty blood touched the sword light, it was cut to pieces by the sword light.

Zhao Sanyan stared at Jian Guang with a fascinated expression, and the excitement in his heart could no longer be described in words.

"What a strong swordsmanship!"

Zhao Sanyan learned swords since he was a child, so he naturally has a deep feeling for swords.

In this sword light, he could feel the aura of Zhu Xian's sword, but it seemed to be wrong.

It should be said that this swordsmanship was born out of Zhuxian's swordsmanship, but it has already transcended and walked out of its own way.

Such a variety can only be described with the word horror.

Nezha looked at the sword light and could only blink his eyes.

I don't know how the senior masters defeated the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit in the Battle of Conferred Gods in the past.

Is it possible to set up a siege?

In front of this sword light, the Blood River Chariot was cut off almost instantly.

Only one cry remains in the world.

And at the moment when the blood river chariot dissipated, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit swung her sword again.

This sword tore through the void and shattered a bead smaller than a grain of rice.

There was another whine for no reason.

It's just that this wailing seemed to be more mournful than before.

And when the wailing sounded, the originally peaceful blood pool rioted.

Blood gushed out, staining the ground.

After a while, Xuetu Yuanjun transformed from the blood pool again.

Only this time, Xuetu Yuanjun's aura was significantly weaker, and there was a blood stain on the corner of his mouth that would not be wiped away in the future.

Xuetu Yuanjun showed a resigned expression on his face.

He didn't expect his blood river chariot to be destroyed so easily by the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.

"How do you know?" Xuetu Yuanjun asked.

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit understood this seemingly incoherent question.

Or, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit had already guessed what he was going to ask.

"Blood River Chariot, I've seen it before."

"You really know." Xuetu Yuanjun suddenly realized that only those who have actually seen the blood river cart will know how to crack the blood river cart.

This blood river car seems invincible, but it also has flaws.

For example, the appearance of the black dragon is just an illusion.

It was the real Blood River Chariot that the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit slashed with her second sword.

The Blood River Chariot has always been just that bit of brilliance.

It's just that this brilliance is usually hidden between the black dragon's appearance, and it swims wantonly. No matter how many methods you have, it will be futile to find the spirit of the blood river chariot.

And it's not easy to find the spirit of the Blood River Chariot, which is smaller than a grain of rice.

Only at the moment when the black dragon's appearance is shattered, will the spirit of the blood river chariot be exposed for a short time.

So the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit has been waiting for the last chance, just to be able to swing the second sword.

The doubts in Xuetu Yuanjun's heart were all gone, and his expression returned to calm again, without any change.

"The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit really deserves to be a female fairy of Jiejiao, but she is in Menglang."

"Sure enough, things only get fun when they get to the next step."

Xuetu Yuanjun took a deep breath and smiled strangely.

The body exploded, and almost at the same time, the blood in the blood pool surged like a blowout.

The viscous blood spreads in all directions like a river of blood, soaking the earth.

Seeing this, Lord Big Dipper shouted in a low voice, the sound was like thunder, resounding all around.

"No Dark Demon Lord, Blood Slaughter Yuanjun has already fallen, don't you think you can break the agreement?"

Hearing this, the Dark Demon Lord smiled strangely, and at the same time spread his hands.

"Mr. Big Dipper was joking, Brother Xue Tu is not defeated yet."

"Don't forget, you and I made an agreement earlier to gamble!"

"Now that the Blood River Formation has just taken shape, how can you say that Daoist Brother Xuetu was defeated?"

Lord Big Dipper's face changed when he heard the words, he didn't expect the Lord of Darkness to stick to the words, but he didn't know how to refute these words for a while.

"Also, in order to ensure fairness, I'm afraid I have to ask everyone to avoid it, and please forgive me." The Dark Lord bowed slightly, his pupils had already been eroded by darkness.