Mortal bone

"Amon is here, you monsters, retreat to death! If you don't retreat, you will die!"

The voice from above the dome echoed non-stop in this empty blood pool and jade bone grass grassland.

"Amon?"

Xu Taiping, who looked surprised, suddenly felt that this name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

"Amon, the sword leader of the Nine Houses?"

"Why is he here?"

Just when Xu Taiping was trying to remember who this Amon was, he heard the whispering voices of the demon cultivators through the Jade Bone Grass, which woke him up.

"It turned out to be Amon, the sword leader of the Nine Palaces."

Xu Taiping was stunned.

The reason why he was familiar with this name was because this Amon was the previous Nine Mansion Sword Chief.

Not only that, this name often appears together with Su Chan.

Because when Su Chan was not enchanted, this Amon would come to Qingxuanzong every year to ask Su Chan for a sword, and it never stopped for a year, even if he was seriously injured and dying.

And in the battle for the sword leader of the Nine Houses, Amon was defeated by Su Chan's sword time and time again.

In the beginning, Amon's swordsmanship was average, but he always tried to challenge the already famous Su Chan, so people often laughed at him for being overwhelmed.

But with Amon's swordsmanship, he went up to the first floor in a year, and in just a few decades, he defeated the Jiufu Sword Cultivator.

Finally no one dared to laugh at him anymore.

But even though he was improving so fast, he was still defeated by Su Chan's sword in the battle for the sword champion, and it was still a disastrous defeat.

Everyone sighs, since there is Amon, how can Su Chan be born.

The existence of Su Chan is the misfortune of all sword cultivators in Jiufu, including Amon.

But every time Amon heard it, he would denounce this kind of rhetoric.

He said that it is the luck of Jiufu to have Su Chan in Jiufu, the luck of sword cultivators in the world, and the luck of me, Amon.

Without seeing Su Chan, I thought that the sword of the world could only be as high as the ninth floor. Now that I saw Su Chan, I realized that the sword of the world can be higher than the nine hundredth floor.

He also said, I'm not in a hurry, if I climb the first floor in ten years, one day, I will be able to fight Su Chan on the top of that 99-story building!

But not long after, Su Chan became possessed.

The tall buildings in Amon's eyes also collapsed.

After that, he hadn't touched a sword for nearly a hundred years. It wasn't until the last battle for the sword champion of the Jiufu that he defeated all the sword cultivators in the world with a broken sword and won the seat of the sword champion of the Jiufu.

"call……"

Looking at the increasingly large cracks in the dome, Xu Taiping let out a long breath.

"It seems that Amon is the other hand prepared by Jiufu. It can not only make up for the loss after I missed it, but also attract the attention of these demon cultivators for me."

In Xu Taiping's view, Amon's appearance is definitely not a coincidence.

"The Nine Mansions have already achieved this level, I have to work harder, otherwise I'm really sorry for that bottle of spirit marrow liquid."

While thinking this way, he turned his gaze to the stone bridge.

"Zheng!——"

At this moment, a sword cry sounded, as if it was about to tear the world apart.

Immediately, the cracks in the dome suddenly spread to the surroundings, and a beam of sword light, carrying panic, poured down from the cracks in the dome like a waterfall hanging from the sky, and blasted straight towards the demon cultivators in the center of the blood pool .

almost simultaneously.

A sharp roar suddenly came out from the blood pool of those demon cultivators.

Like beasts, but also like people.

And amidst the roar, two huge blood hands suddenly stretched out from the pool of blood, and suddenly slapped the sword light.

"boom!"

Amidst the loud tremor, most of the blood that made up the bloody hand was washed away by the sword light falling from the dome, but even so, they still blocked the sword for the demon cultivators below.

But only for a moment.

Following the sky above the dome, a figure flew down holding a sword, and the huge bloody hand collapsed in response.

"Amon, this old man is here to fight with you!"

At this moment, Mozun Wuchang, who was still standing on the shore before, came to the sky above the center of the blood pool in a flickering figure.

He held the cane across his chest with both hands, and then pushed it forward. A black flame mixed with golden light shot out towards Amon like a pillar.

"Zheng!"

But with the sound of a sword, the fire pillar of the Impermanent Demon Lord was directly split by Amon's sword.

"Old man, you are not dead yet, I, Amon, will send you on your way today!"

Hearing Amon shouted again, he slashed towards the Demon Lord Wuchang with a sword.

Amid the ear-piercing sound of piercing the air, Amon's sword seemed to have split more than a dozen gaps in the air, tearing apart the body of the impermanence of the Demon Lord.

However, this demon venerable impermanence did not die just like that, but manifested the body of a real demon at the level of a demon venerable—a two-headed human-faced dog with flames all over his body.

"boom!"

The roaring two-headed dog spit out two huge fireballs at Amon one after another, and then rushed out when Amon dodged, and opened their mouths to swallow Amon.

The huge mouth of the two-headed dog suddenly became extremely huge the moment it bit Amon, big enough to swallow the entire altar below.

I don't know if Amon was careless, or he couldn't dodge it.

Xu Taiping only saw that he was swallowed whole by the two-headed dog.

Seeing this, the demon cultivators around the blood pool were in an uproar, all looking extremely excited.

But soon, as a burst of volcanic eruption-like aura came from above the blood pool, all the demon cultivators were tense.

"Zheng!"

And with the sound of another sword cry, the demon's impermanent real demon body suddenly exploded, and black and golden flames seeped out from the crack.

There seems to be an uncontrollable force in his body, which is rushing outward.

"boom!……"

In just a few breaths, the impermanent real demon body of the Demon Lord suddenly shattered apart.

The black gold flames erupted from it swept across the entire blood river, and even the demon cultivators below who were condensing the blood jade were also implicated.

And Amon in the center of the flame was unscathed.

Not only that, waves of turbulent sword energy began to gather around him like waves.

From a distance, Amon seemed to be standing on the top of a huge turbid wave, overlooking the pool of blood below.

"This is Senior Amon's Raging Sword Qi."

Xu Taiping was shocked.

Turning the invisible sword energy into something tangible is the dream state of all sword cultivators.