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Chapter 279: Probably the Eighth-Rank Immortal Sword!

Looking in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, many people looked at a loss.

I saw that the sky was completely dark.

And in that dark scene, the sea of ​​blood was constantly churning.

In the sea of ​​blood, there seemed to be countless invisible tentacles, trying to snatch all the existences that could be snatched, and drag them into the abyss.

Even just looking at it is extremely uncomfortable.

Many immortals had to close their five senses and meditate on the spot to adjust their breath.

They didn't know what happened, they just knew it must be a big deal.

Above the Tianshu Pavilion, Ye Yang's Immortal King remained calm.

"That's the seven-star blood flag."

"The blood alliance is really dispatched. To activate this Magic Treasures, at least seven Devil Venerables are needed to work together."

This Magic Treasures is at the level of Immortal Venerable, which is almost a god-blocking and killing god.

But it can't threaten him, the Immortal King.

"With this filthy Magic Treasures, the Seventh-Rank Immortal Sword will not be able to exert much power."

Ding Rui was surprised: "It's so powerful, it's just the best Magic Treasures, not the fairy treasure?"

Miao Yu also looked in that direction, and said calmly after hearing the words: "The seven-star blood flag is extremely powerful, but it's not enough for the Immortal treasure."

"This treasure cannot switch positions, it needs to be fixed to activate."

"Not only do you need to arrange in advance, but you also need blood sacrifice."

"So as long as you are a little vigilant, it is not so easy to step in."

Ding Rui couldn't help shaking his head when he heard this.

"That guy surnamed Jiang is too careless, he can be tricked, and he is looking for death."

As soon as his words fell, the direction of the City Lord's Mansion changed dramatically.

I saw the sea of ​​blood under the dark sky suddenly sweeping towards the sky, connecting the sky and the ground like a blood-red curtain.

Immediately afterwards, the curtain shattered!

Countless purple flames burst out from the sea of ​​blood, burning the sea of ​​blood to be riddled with holes!

The fire spread rapidly, and more than a dozen figures could be faintly seen flickering in the sea of ​​blood.

Ding Rui exclaimed: "What is this..."

Before he could react, the blood-red ocean turned pale white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That's a collision of rules.

The blood rule represented by the seven-star blood flag was completely crushed by the flames.

Crash!

The sea of ​​blood collapsed completely, and the ten figures in the sky burst into flames.

"what!"

"Do not……"

The screams were shrill and loud, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Flutter!

Flying ash fell, the flames slowly faded, and the original clarity was restored between the heavens and the earth.

After only a few seconds, everything returned to calm.

The previous great changes seemed to be just an illusion.

Ye Yang Immortal King and Miao Yu didn't say anything, but stared in that direction.

Ding Rui's breathing was extremely heavy, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

As an Immortal Venerable, he just felt a very strong threat.

That was the ultimate danger that could kill him instantly, and the terrifying power of the rules gave him an instinctive reaction.

After a long time, he was a little uncertain: "It's over?"

"ended."

Ye Yang Immortal King took a deep breath and said slowly, "He won."

When he said him, he naturally meant Jiang Cheng.

"But isn't the seven-star blood flag powerful? How could it be so quickly..."

Miao Yu interrupted him: "This person's true strength is at least the eighth rank Immortal Venerable or above."

"Also, that's not just a seventh-level sword, it's probably an eighth-level sword!"

She fixedly stared in that direction, with a hint of shock in her beautiful eyes.

Regardless of the winner or loser of this battle, the speed at which it ended, and even the conclusions drawn at this time, all made her unable to calm down.

"what!"

Ding Rui was almost shocked by these words and fell down.

"A rank eight fairy sword?"

"In the Immortal World...how could there be an eighth-level fairy sword?"

He couldn't help but glanced at Ye Yang Immortal King.

This elder of the Tianshu Pavilion only uses a seventh-order fairy sword.

A mere Golden Immortal, how did you get the eighth-order immortal weapon?

"Then we..."

He swallowed, and said with difficulty: "Do you want to make a move, take the opportunity to use that fairy sword..."

That is an eighth-rank fairy sword, a treasure that even an Immortal King might not be able to possess!

The top ten Immortal Venerables just now couldn't succeed, but Ye Yang Immortal King should be able to, right?

"Put your thoughts away."

Miao Yu interrupted him again, this time her tone became cold and severe.

"Don't forget, our Tianshu Pavilion's position is neutral."

Ye Yang Immortal King didn't make a sound.

On the other side, Leng Huahan and Yuanzhe Yuanwu Yuanhe, who were present at the scene, were almost stunned.

Ahead is a white ruins.

Everything that could be seen was reduced to ashes.

Not only the sky and the ground, but even the bottom of the ground were burnt out into a huge bottomless pothole, longing for billowing smoke.

The city lord's mansion has long since disappeared.

As for the top ten Devil Venerables of the Youmeng, and other masters under the command of the city lord, including the two thousand immortal guards, they were all reduced to ashes.

The down-to-earth head Jiang searched for the remaining loot in the ruins as always, like a hardworking bee.

This is the end?

So the top ten Devil Venerables just died?

The best Magic Treasures are broken like this?

Leng Huahan wanted to say something, but found that own language ability was about to be lost.

All he saw just now was that sword!

Simply waved it out, and then there was nothing else.

The top ten Devil Venerable on the opposite side launched Magic Treasures and also launched an attack at the same time, but it was like ants blocking the chariot.

In front of that sword, they were quickly torn and swallowed, like small sampans in the sea, instantly smashed to pieces by huge waves.

It's not on the same level at all.

"Won?"

Yuan Zhe Elder couldn't help pinching himself, he was a little unsure if it was true.

It was supposed to be the opponent who killed the opponent.

In the end, there was no need for a hard fight, and the opponent was just that second?

"Won."

Yuan Wu and Yuan He's moods are extremely complicated.

Thrilled, thrilled, shocked and embarrassed at the same time.

Not long ago, they were secretly scolding Jiang Cheng in their hearts.

Scolding him for being too capable of causing trouble, he offended people all the way and dragged them all into trouble.

If he hadn't been concerned about his identity as a suspected ancestor, he would have slapped him long ago.

And now...

It was only then that they suddenly discovered that this ancestor was really awesome, and he didn't just blow it out.

This combat power is many times stronger than theirs, and it feels like it is directly catching up to the Immortal King level. Even if all the high-level members of Feixianmen are completely wiped out, it is not a problem at all.

How fucking qualified to be their ancestor!

Regardless of whether this combat power is due to that magical fairy sword, at least that sword belongs to him now.

Weapons are also part of strength.

Everything he did before seemed to be taken for granted.

If only they had such an awesome sword...

Of course, facing the provocations of mere dudes before, he would kill them with a single sword, how dare ants dare to be presumptuous?

Faced with the attack of a thousand immortal guards, of course it is still a sword to destroy them, so why endure it?

Faced with the request to become a sworn brother, of course you have to refuse, are you worthy of a mere Devil Venerable?

Leng Huahan tried his best to calm down, and then came to Brother Cheng again.

He asked respectfully, "Old Ancestor, is this sword of yours an eighth-order immortal weapon?"

Hearing his words, and looking at the eyes of the other three Elders staring at the fairy sword, Brother Cheng's good mood disappeared.

(end of this chapter)