Hedao

Chapter 782 Changes
three days later.

On the bloody throne, Old Demon Youtong opened his eyes, stuck out his tongue and licked his lower lip, his eyes were blood red, revealing greed, cruelty and bloodlust.

"After this knife, I want to see what else you can use to resist the killing of my ancestor!"

Saying that, Old Demon Youtong stood up.

A blood-colored knife light traversed the sky.

The evil cloud rolled to both sides, the sky cracked, and the river of blood hung upside down with a fierce momentum.

The light curtain vibrated, and the runes were scattered one after another, like stars falling.

A smug and cruel sneer curled up on the corner of the ancestor Youtong's mouth.

At this moment, a man in gray clothes slowly rose into the air with a horizontal knife in his hand.

On Xuandu Peak, runes lit up one by one, emitting a yellow light.

At this time, the earth element forces in the world seemed to be rioting, forming a billowing yellow air current rushing towards Xuandu Peak.

The runes became brighter and brighter, drifting away from Xuandu Peak, forming a river of yellow light flowing into the body of the man in gray, that is, the Supreme Elder Ye Chen.

Crackling!

There was a sound like fried soybeans in Ye Chen's body, his muscles swelled, his Taoist robe fluttered, and the horizontal knife in his hand became more and more glowing, gradually turning into a golden sun, engulfing Ye Chen's body.

"I really overestimated my own strength. I didn't use the sacrificial secret method to arouse the greatest power of the Xuantian Mirror, but only used the earth element power accumulated in the Xuandu Formation to perform the art of combining human and sword!"

Youtong old devil looked at Ye Chen from a distance, with the help of the power of the big array, he used the skill of combining human and sword to the maximum extent, first a look of surprise appeared on his face, and then a contemptuous sneer appeared on his face.

The dazzling and extremely heavy yellow light group passed through the light curtain, rose from the light curtain, and hit the blood river hanging upside down.

Hidden in the yellow light cluster are extremely sharp blades and terrifying mountain-like heavy power.

As soon as it passed through the light curtain and rose from the light curtain, the evil clouds that were constantly oppressing and impacting from all around rolled back like huge waves.

Even the blood river that was hanging upside down seemed to be stopped by a heavy and sharp force, the mighty momentum of the fall weakened, and the blood river set off huge waves, as if unwilling to be hindered.

"How can it be so strong!"

Old Demon Youtong's face changed slightly, and there was a look of shock and surprise in his eyes.

"So what if I become stronger? I still have to die!"

The look of shock and surprise in Old Demon Youtong's eyes instantly changed back to cruelty.

Blood River rushed down like a rainbow.

In the river of blood, a huge bat's head was exposed, with a huge mouth open, revealing ferocious fangs, trying to swallow the yellow light ball.

"boom!"

The blood river and the sun-like light cluster collided violently.

The bloody yellow light instantly soaked the entire sky.

The yellow light from the blood light dissipated, and the figure was seen with a dagger.

A yellow horizontal knife and a bloody machete clashed fiercely in the air.

"Dang! Dang! Dang!"

The sound of metal and iron clashing continued to resound, shaking the world.

A figure fell out of the yellow horizontal knife, and then fell down with the knife, blood spraying.

The bloody scimitar chased and killed the falling Ye Chen.

At this time, a ray of light shot out from the Xuantian Mirror, turned into an earth-colored giant sword, and slashed at the blood-colored scimitar.

Swords clash.

The earth-colored giant sword turned into dots of yellow light and disappeared.

The blood-colored scimitar buzzed, blood rippling, and finally turned into a blood rainbow and pierced through the air, returning to the hands of Old Demon Youtong.

Old Demon Youtong's face was gloomy and ugly, the flesh on his face trembled and distorted.

Youtong Old Demon led the elite of the Nether Palace to besiege Jiuxuan Mountain for nearly half a year. It was only a few days ago that he used his real killing move. The purpose was to slowly grind away the strength of Jiuxuanzong like a frog boiled in warm water, and then launch a thunderous offensive , defeated the formation in one fell swoop, and entered Jiuxuan Mountain.

After all, Jiuxuanzong is an ancient sect, no matter how defeated it is, a lean camel is bigger than a horse.

If he had adopted a violent attack from the very beginning, he would certainly win, but the price he would have to pay would definitely be high.

Not only will the elite under the sect suffer heavy casualties, but he himself will also be exhausted and even injured.

Three days ago, he forced a Ninth Rank True Immortal of Jiuxuanzong to sacrifice his body with one blow, and when he blocked his blow, Old Demon Youtong thought that his plan had succeeded, and the destruction of Jiuxuanzong was already in sight.

As a result, three days ago, Yinranyue suddenly appeared and blocked his second strike.

But Patriarch Youtong didn't really care about it, because Yinranyue could only stop him with one blow.

He is sure that when he strikes out with the third saber, he will be able to force Jiuxuanzong to sacrifice a ninth-rank true immortal again.

Ninth rank true immortal, Youtong Patriarch is not difficult to kill.

What makes him scruples is that the Ninth Rank True Immortal and Nine Xuanzong's big formation complement each other, he can maximize the power of the formation, and at the same time he can use the big formation to exert the greatest combat power.

Therefore, Patriarch Youtong most wanted to grind away, and then the one who would kill with one blow was the Ninth Rank True Immortal of Nine Profound Sect.

But now, Ye Chen's combat power was far beyond his expectations.

The siege of nearly half a year not only failed to grind Ye Chen until the lamp oil was exhausted, on the contrary, his cultivation base actually had a breakthrough. With the power of the big formation, he was able to barely resist his third knife, and with the help of Xuan Tianjing, Escape from birth.

Not only that, but the power of Xuantian Mirror has also increased significantly.

"It seems that we still underestimated the background of Jiuxuanzong, it still hides some good things!" Soon, Old Demon Youtong gritted his teeth.

"The master of the palace is wise, that must be the case. Otherwise, we have been besieged for nearly half a year, and Ye Chen's cultivation would not have decreased but increased." The enchanting woman quickly complimented.

Old Demon Youtong did not respond to the woman's compliment, but lightly stroked the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife with his hand, and the bloody light flickered in a pair of strange and ferocious eyes.

"Palace master, why don't you take people around from the servant's family, collect some energy and blood from the strong, and increase the offensive?" The enchanting woman hesitated for a while when she saw this, and carefully repeated the old words.

Old Demon Youtong waved his hands and said, "This battle should not be dragged on for a long time, nor should it cause extra problems!"

After saying that, the bloody light in Old Demon Youtong's weird eyes suddenly became brighter, and the bloody eyes swept across the bottom.

"Exercise the life-eating secret technique of the underworld, devour your own vitality and blood, and launch a full-scale attack!"

The cold and ruthless voice of Old Demon Youtong was transmitted from the bloody throne.

All the true immortals of the Nether Palace under the bloody throne changed their complexions slightly, and a hint of reluctance flashed in the depths of their eyes, but no one dared to disobey the order of Old Demon Youtong.

"Follow the palace master's decree!" Everyone bowed, even the two ninth-rank true immortals under the bloody throne were no exception.

The gates of hell appeared in the sky.

The roiling death power of the netherworld surged out from the gate of the netherworld, and manifested into huge serpentine serpents.

The Hell Python is covered with scales.

The scales are cold and dark, with a metallic luster.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Huge Hell Serpents continuously hit the large light curtain, and their thick bodies covered with hard and cold scales swung down high and low, like thick iron whips.

The light curtain vibrated violently, and runes scattered.

The mountain peaks under the light curtain also shook, rocks rolled down, and runes flashed randomly.

In a short while, dense cracks like spider webs appeared on the light curtain.

The gap between the two peaks of Xuansha Peak and Diyou Peak is getting bigger and bigger.

Rolling evil clouds rushed in, and the blood cocoon and black cocoon became bigger and bigger.

Seeing this, Old Demon Youtong twitched a cruel sneer.

But soon, the sneer on Old Demon Youtong's mouth gradually froze, and the muscles on his face began to twist and tremble.

Under the light curtain, except for Xuansha Peak and Diyou Peak, runes on every mountain peak continued to light up one by one, and the runes flashed and flowed, and soon gathered into fairy soldiers wearing golden armor and holding magical weapons. Will, step out of the light curtain, and fight with huge hell pythons in the air.

The immortal soldiers and generals were obviously at a disadvantage, and were constantly swept away by the ghost python in the underworld, turning them into little rays of light.

However, the elites of the Nether Palace did not hesitate to consume their own vitality, and at the same time, the force of their violent attacks slowed down.

The secret technique devours vitality and blood energy. Once it is cast, it must not be delayed for long!

"Impossible! How could the Nine Profound Sect still have such a powerful combat power!" The coquettish woman showed shock on her face.

"Hmph, it's really impossible! This should be their flashback before they die, and it won't last long!" Old Demon Youtong said sadly.

After all, Old Demon Youtong's pair of blood eyes swept down even more ferociously.

"Exert the secret technique with all your strength! Who dares to slack off, kill without mercy!"

The gloomy and cruel voice echoed between the heaven and the earth, and the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife pierced through the air, bursting with blood in the air, manifesting as a huge blood bat.

The blood bat opened its ferocious blood mouth, and bit down on a sixth-rank true immortal below.

"Old Ancestor, forgive me!"

The sixth-rank true immortal yelled in horror.

"Crack!"

The blood bat swallowed him in one bite, sharp fangs protruded from his back, blood was hanging on the tip of the fangs, dripping down drop by drop.

Soon, the blood bat turned into a bloodthirsty demon knife again and broke through the air.

A pile of bones spilled into the sky.

When everyone in the Nether Palace saw this scene, their eyes were filled with horror and their foreheads were sweating.

Vitality, energy, and blood poured out of the body like no money, and penetrated into the gate of hell.

Their bodies are aging and shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The fighting became more and more intense.

The immortal soldiers and generals manifested by everyone's full operation of the formation were swept away by the increasingly fierce and powerful Hell Python, and they exploded one after another, turning into nothingness.

Under the light curtain, some of the mountain peaks that formed the nodes of the formation couldn't bear the impact, and exploded and collapsed one after another, with rocks flying around and dust flying.

The cracks in the light curtain that had begun to gradually recover began to gradually increase and become larger, and it was crumbling, but it did not collapse.

At this moment, the war between the two major forces has finally begun to really heat up.

On the bloody throne, Old Demon Youtong didn't make a move, but watched the battle with cold eyes while resting.

He couldn't let the vitality and blood of his subordinates go to waste, he wanted to take advantage of their full attack, and slash the powerful fourth knife as soon as possible.

This battle has dragged on for too long, and Old Demon Youtong is unwilling to drag it on any longer, even if the loss is a bit large, he will not hesitate.

On Xuan Ting Palace, representing the throne of the Peak Lord, Qin Ziling was also watching the battle with cold eyes.

But most of the people in his Qiankundongtian have been sent out.

They marched into the peaks with tokens representing the supreme orders of the suzerain.

Those at the eighth-rank level entered Shafeng, and those at the ninth-rank level entered the six peaks except Xuandu Peak, Xuanting Peak, and Xuansha Peak.

During the fierce battle, the disciples of the Promise Sect did not make a move, but were observing and familiarizing themselves with the formations of the various mountains.

The only exception is Diyou Peak.

Diyou Peak has existed in name only, and there is not a single disciple stationed there.

As the army of the Nether Palace did not hesitate to use secret techniques to devour and transform their own powerful vitality, the black cocoon enveloping the Youfeng Peak grew rapidly, exuding an extremely cold and powerful breath of death. Wherever the breath passed, the vegetation withered. Flowing for black water, it is much more terrifying than the blood cocoon of Xuansha Peak.

Inside this huge black cocoon, the five Underworld Immortals were sitting cross-legged, sucking fiercely at the cocoon wall of the black cocoon like thick ink rolling with their mouths open.

A vortex appeared in their mouths, and the ghostly death force like thick ink tumbling on the cocoon wall was sucked out, forming a black "water column", which continuously fell into their mouths.

At the same time, two streaks of dark death force like thick black ink rushed out from their nostrils and submerged into the black cocoon, making up for the death force of the ghost that was absorbed by them.

Steal the day!

With this move, the five underworld immortals have already played it very awkwardly.

I used to play in the cave world, but this time I hid in the secluded mountain.

The people in the Netherworld do not know that the death power they transformed with secret techniques and finally entered the enemy's interior through the gap is being swallowed and refined by the five ghost generals, and the growing black cocoon they see is being swallowed up and refined. are constantly being swapped.

The way of death is mysterious and profound.

They just transformed the power of death with secret techniques, they couldn't really control the power of death, and they didn't dare to let the power of death enter their bodies.

This is also doomed, the crystallization of their hard work has been transferred, and they still don't realize it, and continue to work hard to be taken advantage of.

Old Demon Youtong is a Taoist Immortal, if he observes carefully, he will definitely find clues.

But it's a pity that Old Demon Youtong would never have thought that the Nine Profound Sect, which had already become his possession, would hide a terrifying force, including five powerful underworld generals.

At this time, he was resting with all his strength, looking for an opportunity to completely defeat the formation with one blow, and enter the Jiuxuanzong to start a killing spree, and he would not pay attention to the subtle changes in Diyou Peak at all.

Another two days passed.

The battle intensified.

Jiuxuan Mountain has already collapsed many hilltops, and the formation is already crumbling, but whenever it is about to collapse, Xuandu Peak and Xuanting Peak can always rush out powerful beams of light to support the crumbling formation.

"kill!"

The Bloodthirsty Demon Knife turned into a terrifying river of blood across the sky, and once again slashed at the formation.

Inside Xuan Ting Palace, the corner of Qin Ziling's mouth curled up into a sneer of trickery.

"You're finally starting to lose your patience!"

On Xuandu Peak, Ye Chen made another big formation.

The blood river and the yellow sun collided together, soaking the sky, and then the blood knife and the horizontal knife fought in the air.

Ye Chen was still lost, and soon fell out of the horizontal knife, blood spilled into the sky, and fell down.

The bloodthirsty demon knife chases and kills.

Xuan Tianjing gathered the power of the large formation, and once again condensed a huge sword to resist.

The giant sword collapsed.

The bloodthirsty demon knife took advantage of the momentum.

"Boom!"

Cut off together.

A terrifying bloody crack spread from one end of the light curtain to the other, and the bright red color spread along the crack, soaking half of the light curtain.

On the bloody throne, Old Demon Youtong's blood eyes flickered with hesitation at first, but soon the hesitation turned into stern determination.

A streak of blood spurted out from the mouth of Old Demon Youtong.

It turned into blood symbols and sank into the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife.

The bloodthirsty demon sword glowed with blood, and the terrifying aura swept across the world, making everyone panic, as if the end was about to come.

Originally handsome and young Old Demon Youtong became a little old at this time.

"hiss!"

A sharp sound came from the Bloodthirsty Demon Knife.

A river of blood ran across the sky again, rushing down towards the light curtain fiercely, trying to completely wash it down when the light curtain cracked.

At this moment, Xuan Ting Peak was struck by thunder and lightning, and the light of the thunder was blazing.

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