The last time he was in Tianhuang Realm, he descended from his clone, but was suddenly cut off by Ye Qingyu with the Blood-Drinking Sword. Although the clone fell, it was connected to his body. The information at that time also reached Ao Tianzun's mind. He naturally knew the weirdness and terror of the Blood-Drinking Sword.[(?[?]

He had been guarding against Ye Qingyu's Blood Drinking Sword before, but Ye Qingyu had always used the Dragon Blood Battle Sword. Although this combat skill is the treasure of the Dragon Human race and is extremely powerful, it can be grasped after all. Ye Qingyu has not mastered the real Dragon Human race's combat skills, so he cannot fully activate the power of the Dragon Blood Battle Sword, and the fluctuations in combat power are also within the controllable range, but if it is replaced by the Blood Drinking Sword...

Ao Tianzun still remembers the last message from the clone at that time. The seemingly ordinary giant sword suddenly increased to a terrible level in the moment of drinking blood. It was completely unreasonable and difficult to measure the power...

He could not understand the sword that day, so he had specially studied the mystery of the sword and vaguely guessed that the sword might contain some kind of emperor-level runes, which could swallow blood and convert it into attack power.

At that time, what the Blood Drinking Sword drank was just the blood of ordinary strong people.

Today is a saint battle. If the blood-drinking sword absorbs the blood after the death of the surrounding saints, how terrible will it be?

When Ao Tianzun saw Ye Qingyu taking out the huge huge sword, he immediately knew that something was wrong. He did know something about the sword and had done some targeting, but the situation in front of him made all his preparations and targeting turn into clouds and smoke. After all, the situation of the saint's battle is no longer something he can control...

Hurry!

Countless holy blood gathered on the blood-drinking giant sword.

The giant sword that swallowed the holy blood vibrated frequently. The air around it was shaken and superimposed, and there were endless bursts of sounds. Straws of red runes flowed on the sword, and in an instant, it seemed as if there were dense bloodshots all over it. It was extremely strange. The entire giant sword seemed to be alive, and it actually spread a heart-wrenching holy power.

There was still endless holy blood around him, gathering towards the giant sword.

Even Ye Qingyu himself felt a little shocked, because the power of the Blood-Drinking Sword had increased far beyond his initial expectations, and it was uncontrollable for a moment like a mountain torrent. Moreover, he vaguely felt that something seemed to be touched in the sword body, and the giant sword was undergoing some incredible changes.

Ao Tianzun shouted and attacked frantically.

He knew that the Blood-Drinking Sword must not be allowed to drink all the blood of the saints, otherwise he would die without a burial place today. He activated the Tianqian Zong's sect-controlling technique [Tianqian Hunyuan Yiqi Puncture Puncture] to the extreme. The long sword in his hand was also a famous peak holy weapon [Xiaotian Qianjian Sword]. His instant combat power was almost comparable to that of a great saint.

"Is the dog anxious to jump over the wall?" Ye Qingyu sneered.

He naturally knew the idea of ​​Ao Tianzun. He immediately used the true meaning of the Tianlong, transformed into a dragon, held the Dragon Blood Battle Sphur with one claw, resisted the Ao Tianzun's attack, and the other claw was still firmly grasping the Blood Drinking Sword. In all directions, blood light flashed, like a graceful butterfly, or like a jumping flame, gathering towards the Blood Drinking Sword.

What's even more strange is that a bloody mist vaguely radiated from the sword body, like a light shield, which completely protected Ye Qingyu in it in a moment. No matter how crazy Ren Ao Tianzun attacked, he could not shake Ye Qingyu's figure, let alone hurt him.

"How could this happen?" Aotian Zun's soul flew out of the sky.

Ye Qingyu was also extremely shocked and surprised.

The Blood-Drinking Sword seems to be about to understand the gods.

Such changes have left me completely invincible.

The huge sword body became heavier, and the dragon claws seemed to hold the entire world.

"You can't continue to absorb the power of the holy blood..." Ye Qingyu felt that the giant sword was about to recover and lose control. He concentrated all his strength, waved the giant sword, and slashed out with one sword in the direction of Ao Tianzun.

The sword force slowly pressed down.

Only the sword force slowly pressed down.

Ao Tianzun's body of Yuangong was raised to the peak, and his defense was also activated to the limit, but when he saw the sword force slashing, he did not feel any attack energy. Until the sword force of the Blood-Drinking Sword was completed, there was no pressure at all, as if Ye Qingyu had just slashed a sword at the air.

"That's how it is?"

He was shocked and suspicious.

However, just the next moment of lightning, he was suddenly stunned and surprised that the world suddenly became two in two strangely in his eyes, and a perspective that had never been experienced before appeared, as if the whole world had been cut open. At the first moment, he did not react at all that happened.

Ye Qingyu, who was opposite, was shocked.

Because in his vision, Ao Tianzun suddenly divided the whole person into two in the middle, with no blood or scars, just like the person in the painting. When the picture was torn apart, it was divided into two parts. His people, his armor and his sword across his chest were all divided into two...

Bang bang!

Two figures fell down.

Aotianzun fell.

Perhaps at the last moment of his life, the descendant of Tianqian Sect did not understand what had been born, because even Ye Qingyu himself did not fully understand the mystery of the sword, as if it was taken for granted, or as if it was covered with clouds. A little spiritual emotion flashed in his mind. It was impossible to swing such a second sword again.

Buzzing.

The blood-drinking sword was shaking wildly.

As the battle situation around became more intense, the saints were bleeding, and the green blood scattered in the sky. The strands of holy blood spilled continuously gathered towards the blood-drinking sword. After absorbing the blood of the saints, the dark red giant sword became dazzling and bright red, like blood condensed. The holy power continued to spread out. Soon the injured saints were shocked and found that their blood seemed to be uncontrollable. They were sucked out of the wound by a strange suction force, and gathered wildly towards the giant sword in Ye Qingyu's hand.

Ye Qingyu also realized this situation.

But the Blood-Drinking Sword is already a little out of his control.

"What's going on?"

Ye Qingyu changed color and immediately activated the Yunding copper furnace in his body, directly re-entered the Blood-Drinking Sword into the sacrificial space, and temporarily sealed it to avoid absorbing too much holy blood, which would accidentally hurt his strong men and cause misunderstandings.

A flash of light.

The Blood-Drinking Sword disappeared.

The blood in the surrounding void fell to the ground like a raucous rain.

Ye Qingyu took away the Dragon Blood Battle Sphur and hanged outside the battlefield, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

The battle with Aotianzun was caused by the blood-drinking sword drinking holy blood in such an environment, so it easily came to an end in a way that even Ye Qingyu did not expect. At that time, Aotianzun regarded human life as a mustard, descending to his clone, causing countless bloody storms in the Tianhuang Realm. He should have died long ago, and he killed him, and Ye Qingyu had no burden in his heart.

At this point, he had killed two disciples of the Tiangan Sect, Liu Li and Ao Tianzun.

After slightly adjusting the inner essence of the breath and stabilizing the breath, he looked up and had the energy to observe the battle situation around him.

Half a day has passed.

All the saints of the Blood Sect and Xuan Ji Sect have been killed in battle, and only the saint of the Tiangan Sect is left, in danger, covered in blood, but it is barely supported. It seems that they will fall in less than a stick of incense. On the side of the Black Demon Abyss, there is also a saint of the Martial Palace that has fallen, and the two are seriously injured.

The Taoist saints of the Phoenix clan are relatively in good condition and have withdrawn from the battle.

The saint of Xuan Ji Sect's Taoist protection finally died in the hands of the little princess of the Black Demon Clan. The fierce little girl took off her head and held it in her hand. It was miserable. A generation of saints died tragically in the hands of the younger generation. This can be regarded as paying for the Saint Xuan Ji plotting against the little princess of the Black Demon Clan in the 18th District of the Black Demon Abyss.

Now in the void, terrifying power fluctuations are constantly coming, leaving only the game between the two geniuses, Saint Xuan Ji and Phoenix Heavenly Girl.

The Phoenix Heavenly Girl is obviously in absolute favor.

After looking carefully for a while, Ye Qingyu felt relieved and knew that Saint Xuan Ji would definitely lose, but he was also a little confused. Logically speaking, Saint Xuan Ji's reputation and strength should not be much worse than Phoenix Heavenly Girl, but the strength shown at this time was weaker than imagined.

"Is it because the rabbit died and the fox was sad that he saw the enemy killing one after another, so he was uneasy and did not exert his true strength?" Ye Qingyu guessed in his heart.

Another stick of incense has passed.

boom!

The Phoenix Heavenly Girl's body was like a colorful stream of light. The phoenix-winged sword in her palm continued to bombard the body of Saint Xuan Ji. The layer of blue-gray moon was finally completely blasted, and the colorful sword light flashed across Saint Xuan Ji's body...

The battle stopped instantly.

The light flashes.

The Phoenix Heavenly Girl returned to Ye Qingyu's side.

In the air, Saint Xuan Ji's figure was frozen, and the colorful sword light left traces on her body, as if it was stroked by a colorful stroke. The moonlight faded away, and anyone could see that Saint Xuan Ji's body had been broken, but the sword light of the Phoenix Heavenly Girl was too fast and too fast, and it had not exploded yet.

The veil of the saint of Xuanji Sect was also shattered by the sword light.

The wind blew, and the veil turned into ashes.

"That's..." Ye Qingyu was slightly surprised.

But under the silver veil, Saint Xuan Ji's face turned out to be like a white board, without facial features. The eyes that were not covered by the veil disappeared strangely after the veil was dissipated. A faint silver light shone on the white jade tablet-like face... She had no face at all.

"The gift today will be rewarded in the future."

The familiar voice came out of the faceless body. It was the voice of Saint Xuan Ji, with a strong murderous intent and hatred, which made people feel scared.

The words fell.

Colorful sword light burst.

The body of Saint Xuan Ji suddenly split into pieces—

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