First Immortal of the Sword Chapter 407: I’ve met you for a long time
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Smoke disperses.
The body of Daoist Chai has been shattered like mud, and it is horrible to see.
But on his corpse, a ray of blood suddenly swept up, like a bolt of lightning, rushing towards the depths of the courtyard.
Su Yi seems to have expected this.
He didn't move, his figure flashed and followed.
Whoosh!
In the blink of an eye, that ray of blood swept into an ancient well deep in the courtyard.
Su Yi came to the ancient well in front of him, and his divine sense suddenly penetrated into it. In just a moment, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Sure enough, there's something wrong with this guy."
While thinking about it, Su Yi swept into the ancient well.
In the extreme distance, Yuan Heng woke up from the shock, and couldn't help showing a look of shame on his face.
Before, he planned to deal with the ghosts hidden in the pine and cypress trees while Su Yi started.
I didn't think about it, but I just lost my mind...
"This must not happen again next time, otherwise, the master will be disappointed with me."
Yuan Heng gritted his teeth secretly.
"Escape, everyone run away—!"
"It's terrifying, it's clearly a very powerful monk, a fairy-like existence."
"Go and go!"
A panicked and sharp ghost screams sounded, and on the canopy of the pine and cypress trees, the ghost fog raged, and many shadows swept out and fled into the distance.
"Humph!"
Seeing Yuan Heng snorted coldly, his figure flickered.
Boom!
In the courtyard, a behemoth suddenly appeared, straight like a huge mountain, exuding a monstrous demonic energy.
Its limbs are like iron pillars, and the tortoise shell has a range of dozens of feet, flowing with dazzling golden light.
It is Yuan Heng's body, a huge golden eagle.
"Roar~~~"
Yuan Heng raised his head and roared, and the monstrous golden divine brilliance suddenly spread out like a tide, illuminating the world.
"Damn it, that fellow is an old tortoise!"
"No—!"
I saw those ghosts fleeing in all directions. When their silhouettes were swept away by the dazzling golden light, they all disappeared as if they were incinerated.
None survived.
Yuan Heng shook his huge head like a house, and with a flick of the huge figure, he instantly regained the appearance of the cloth-robed boy.
It's just that this mountain temple has completely collapsed and turned into ruins, and even the pine and cypress trees have been destroyed.
From a distance, it looks like it's been leveled.
Yuan Heng didn't delay, turned around and swept toward the ancient well in the distance.
……
Under the ancient well, it is actually located in the belly of the Fuxian Ridge, and a huge and vast cave has been excavated in it.
In the center of the cave is a round dojo in the shape of a gossip.
Around the dojo, thirty-six **** array flags were planted.
There is only one boy in front of one of the flags.
These children, male and female, the oldest are only six or seven years old, and the youngest are only three or four years old.
Some were already in a coma, some were crying loudly, and panic and anxiety were written on their young faces.
A blood-robed boy stood on the dojo, ignoring the cries of the virgins.
In front of him is an altar made of white bones. On the altar, a black **** statue is enshrined.
It was a nine-headed bird, with its wings folded and its feet standing proudly, its nine heads were looking in different directions, as if looking down at the Eight Desolates**.
The blood-robed youth held a formation flag in both hands and looked at the nine-headed bird **** statue with reverence and reverence.
Suddenly, a **** light swept over and came to the dojo,
Suddenly transformed into the appearance of Chai Daoist.
"Ancestor, how did you become like this?"
The blood-robed boy was shocked. He could see at a glance that Daoist Chai's body was destroyed, leaving only one soul, severely injured!
"Don't talk nonsense, go and watch!"
Daoist Chai snatched the array plate in the hands of the blood-robed youth, strode forward, and came to the altar, uttering a series of obscure and strange syllables.
Om~
Seeing the nine-headed bird **** statue on the altar, it suddenly trembled slightly.
Then with a bang, the idol exploded, the nearby void suddenly dented, and the blood flowed, turning into a **** whirlpool that was eerily infiltrating.
In the depths of the blood-colored vortex, a faint and majestic voice came out: "What is disturbing the cleaning of this seat?"
The voice is cold and indifferent, with a hint of eerie and intimidating power.
The Daoist Chai fell to his knees with a thud, trembling:
"Reporting to the lord, this time the sacrifices have been prepared properly, but when the subordinates were collecting the sacrifices, they were hit by a very terrifying opponent, and now they are facing extinction. Eliminate the enemy!"
In the depths of the blood-colored vortex, the majestic voice said: "Oh, I would like to see which ants with blind eyes dare to hurt the envoys under my command. Please offer your sacrifices, I will see you later. The seat will take action and resolve the calamity for you."
"Yes!"
Chai Dao's heart is ecstatic.
He got up from the ground, holding the array plate in his hand, and instructed: "Blood servant, go and kill those little babies, take the blood from their hearts, and sacrifice for the Lord God!"
Only, the voice fell, but there was no response.
"Huh?"
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The man turned his head and saw in horror that, at some point, the young man in a green robe was already standing not far from the dojo.
At his feet, the corpse of the blood-robed boy lay out, and was killed silently long ago.
"You..."
Chai Daoist was frightened and subconsciously urged the formation plate in his hand.
Boom!
The thirty-six blood-colored array flags distributed around the dojo suddenly glowed, and a blood-colored mist emerged. There was a voice like a ghost crying and wolf howling, and the momentum was astonishing.
Blood Wraith Formation!
A powerful blood sacrifice formation was made by Daoist Chai painstakingly for three years.
Originally, Daoist Chai intended to use the power of this formation to refine the blood of those virgins and condense a "Blood Infant Spirit Pill" after the sacrifice.
But now, he doesn't care about that.
The Chai Daoist gritted his teeth and shouted sharply: "My friend, there is a way to heaven and you don't go, and there is no way to hell, you come by yourself, kill!"
Boom!
The rolling blood-colored mist rolled over, like a blood-colored dragon turning over and shrouded Su Yi.
"How can a small trick of carving insects be worth a blow?"
Su Yi laughed and waved his sleeve robe.
A clear-colored glow swept out, like an incomparably sharp blade, swirling in the dojo, creating a rounded sword curtain that spread out.
Bang bang bang!
The thirty-six blood-colored array flags around the dojo were all cut off.
At the same time, the billowing blood-colored smog seemed to have lost its strength, and it dissipated in mid-air, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.
Cai Daoist's eyes widened, as if struck by lightning.
The power of this blood-transforming Wraith Formation is enough to kill any cultivator in the inedia state.
But now, it has been broken so easily!
Suddenly, Daoist Chai's spirits came out, and he knelt down again with a thud, screaming at the blood-colored whirlpool:
"Also ask the gods to show their spirits and kill this person!"
Su Yi ignored Daoist Chai and walked towards the **** vortex suspended in the center of the dojo
Go.
He looked slightly strange and said, "Why do I feel that this scene is somewhat familiar."
The Chai Daoist had a hideous face and hissed: "Familiar? You ruined the great event of offering sacrifices to the Lord God, just wait to die!"
Su Yi raised his eyebrows and seemed to remember something. He looked into the depths of the blood-colored vortex, and tentatively asked, "Sacred Lord of Great Compassion?"
The blood-colored vortex violently tossed, and then, that ethereal and majestic voice sounded: "You are... that kid named Su?"
The cold and indifferent voice has a hint of surprise.
"Ha, no wonder I feel a bit familiar with the scene of the blood sacrifice in front of me. It turns out that it is you, a worthless beast."
Su Yi laughed.
At the bottom of the Dacang River, Su Yi had seen a sacrifice ceremony in the "Jiuqu Ghost Town" belonging to the Wuhuan Shuijun.
The object of sacrifice is the guy known as the "Sacred Lord of Great Compassion".
Su Yi clearly remembers that at that time, he also made provocative words, deliberately provoked the other party, and tried to force the other party to reveal his true body.
But in the end, the Great Compassion God Sovereign did not appear.
This also led Su Yi at the time to deduce that this "Sacred Lord of Great Compassion" simply did not have the ability to cross the barrier of time and space and reveal his true body.
However, Su Yi did not expect that he would see each other again in the Fuxian Mountains of Daliang Kingdom.
"Unpromising evil beast?"
The Daoist Chai was almost stunned. In his impression, the Great Compassion God Sovereign was a supreme being like a god, with vast supernatural powers and boundless mana.
How could he have thought that Su Yi dared to slander and slander each other so much?
How is this blasphemous?
"Sure enough, you little bastard!!"
In the depths of the blood-colored vortex, the majestic voice of the Great Compassion Divine Sovereign was full of rage, with a faint smell of exasperation.
Su Yi smiled disapprovingly, and said with great interest: "It's been half a year, now you have the power from across the border?"
“…”
In the depths of the blood-colored vortex, there was a moment of silence.
Su Yi frowned slightly and said, "Even if the real body can't come, he should have the power to span time and space and show his power, right?"
“…”
There is another silence.
These subtle and abnormal scenes made Daoist Chai, who was kneeling on the ground, almost dumbfounded, completely stunned.
How could the existence of the Great Compassion Divine Sovereign tolerate being repeatedly provoked by such a young monk?
Shouldn't be!
Far away from the dojo, Yuan Heng had already arrived, and when he saw this scene, his heart was also churning.
He has seen that Su Yi seems to have dealt with the "Sacred Lord of Great Compassion" at the other end of the blood-colored vortex long ago, and he still has the upper hand!
"It's been half a year, and it's still such a waste. I can understand why the vulnerable ghost cultivator will work so hard to gather the power of the Yin Jade to collect the boys and girls. It turns out that behind this, all suffer You useless **** instructs you."
Su Yi shook his head. There were three points of contempt in his words, three points of contempt, and some slight disappointment.
Wow~
The blood-colored vortex violently tossed up~IndoMTL.com~ Followed by, the majestic voice of the Great Compassion God had been exhausted: "The surname is Su! Are you **** finished?!"
He seemed to be completely furious, furious, furious, and fired directly
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Started to curse.
"If I hadn't been trapped in the blood hole of the borer, I would have killed you #￥%..."
A series of swear words sprayed out from the depths of the blood-colored vortex like a nozzle.
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ps: Thank you, Brother Pengcheng, for another Alliance Leader Award!
Well... I owe another 5 shifts, and now I owe 8 5 shifts in total, hey~~~
My dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^