"It... is coming again!"

There was a stir in the crowd, and many spectators retreated involuntarily. It seemed that many people had seen the tragic phenomenon of the willpower killing people in a crazy way.

The stars were like fighting, and the descendant of the ancient temple shouted loudly and blasted the Star Fighting Technique toward a white light in the void.

"Boom~~~"

The space was wrinkled violently, and the sword intent was like a ripples, which actually came through the star fighting technique, which was more like some rule, without being moved by external forces, and directly slashed towards the neck of the descendants of the ancient temple.

"Chew!"

The descendant of the Ancient Temple retreated quickly, with a look of surprise on his face, and a golden talisman appeared in his hand, which made a sound, and a wisp of lightning wrapped around him. No matter how hard this willpower is killed, it cannot be cut in.

"snort……"

In the void, a low cold snorkeling made people feel trembling. Then a blurred figure slowly condensed in the void. It was the image of an old man with white hair. He held a blood-colored runes in his hand and looked at everyone with a pair of slightly empty eyes. He didn't have a loud voice, but he said, "The time for drinking blood has come, hundreds of ghosts have returned to their posts, and the time for revenge has come!"

"Hehehe...hehehe..."

There were low roars from the ancient mountains, and ghosts appeared one by one, all of which were the will of the murderous souls that had been dead for many years. Some held war swords, some held spears, and some held battle axes, but most of the murderous souls were incomplete. Some lost their arms, some lost their legs, some were split from the middle, and some even their heads were broken, swaying in the wind, making fierce roars.

"What the hell are these...?!"

A powerful man from the Star Empire Realm in the Luoshen River Territory gritted his teeth and said, "Everyone be careful."

In the air, more and more ghosts appeared, and in the end there were more than a dozen, one by one, and one terrifying aura was emitted. The old man holding a blood-colored rune war blade even faintly exuded the power of the human king realm. His eyes were filled with a faint vicissitudes, looking at the murderous souls, and said, "We were chased for many years before our lifetime. The kings of the Dragon Spirit Empire bullied people too much. Today... it is the time for us to take revenge. Slaughter all the descendants of spiritual cultivation, kill them, and enjoy this killing feast that belongs to us, the dead!"

The blood-colored battle blade in his hand was raised high.

At this time, someone in the Yun Kingdom Fu Xiu seemed to recognize it, and his voice trembled: "That's... Blood Blade God Yang? Oh my God... Could this will belong to the first Yun Emperor of my Yun Kingdom - Lu Yu?"

"Hehe..."

Ghosts roared endlessly, and more than ten evil souls rushed toward the spiritual cultivators around them, screaming in pain for a while. Many spiritual cultivators wanted to resist, but they could not resist. The weapons of the will of the evil soul seemed to be able to directly kill the body of the body, so that at least more than ten spiritual cultivators were killed in the three breaths, and blood flowers were floating in the air, which was indescribable.

The successor of the Ancient Temple, with the help of the talisman, disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, and even he was unwilling to face these powerful dead lives.

The first generation of Yun Emperor, Lu Yu's fierce soul looked down on me, looked at me coldly, and said, "Boy, there is a bloody aura that makes people extremely disgusting in your body? I must kill you today!"

"Bu Yixuan, be careful!" The two star powerhouses in the Luoshen River were entangled by the will of the evil soul and could not provide help.

Mo Li, Tong Zhuoze held the weapon in his hand and stood behind me, saying, "Go together?"

"No, back up."

My sword heart feels a clearer breath. The strength of the first generation of Yunhuang is definitely not something we can resist at present. If you are not careful, you will be killed directly. It would be worth dying like that.

Inside the Battle Mountain, the aura of the Nvshan also became irritable and said, "Return to the altar, I will resist a blow for you, and then use the abandoned altar inscribed talisman array. I will set up a slightly simple talisman array that can withstand about a few attacks, but it depends on your fate afterwards."

I retreated urgently.

In the air, Lu Yu held the blood-colored rune war blade in his hand and roared open the sky. A wisp of blood-colored sword energy was more than ten times stronger than the previous will of the murderous soul. He slashed it down with a terrifying momentum and wanted to destroy everything.

"Che..."

The coming sword intent was powerful, and before it could touch it, it was cut into a small hole in my chest, and the blood flowed continuously.

Just as the sword intent was about to be suppressed, the Bingzhu Mountain trembled, and a ray of holy aura surged, and then the white light filled the world. The Nushan Mountain appeared, still so holy and inviolable. The graceful body had a peerless charm wrapped in the long skirt. A thin sword in his hand raised, and a "kneel" collides with Lu Yu's sword. The sky and the earth suddenly lost its color, the space buzzed, and the boundary wall was almost shattered by this blow.

With one blow, the aura of Nushan immediately decreased a lot.

Lu Yu stood tall in the sky with his eyes hollow: "What kind of monster are you? You can actually block my attack. No matter who you are, those who dare to block my Yun clan will die!"

"Pu"

I fell backwards on the altar, panting. Although Nushan blocked Lu Yu's attack, four or five wounds appeared on my body, which was very terrible and blood continued to flow.

In the air, not only the descendants of the Ancient Saint Temple, but also the descendants of the Martial Saint Pavilion who were secretly observing, Mu Lingyu, Li Chenghao, and others of the Daluo Sword Domain retreated one by one, and no one was willing to get into trouble.

On the contrary, the monks of Yun Kingdom were excited and their faces were blushed.

"Your Majesty the First Generation, please kill all these spiritual villains. They dare to seize the fortunes of our Yun clan. It's simply seeking death!"

"Your Majesty the First Generation, your power is vast and you will protect my Yun clan's lineage forever!"

"That's great, my Yun clan will never be destroyed!"

"So what if Bu Yixuan is so peerless? How many times can he stop him when he encounters the power of the first Majesty?"

...

In the space bone ring, strands of divine power were released, and Nushan was free to control my inventory of divine materials. In a blink of an eye, a very simple talisman array was refined using the remaining inscribed runes on the altar. Although it was very simple, it seemed to have the fluctuation of divine power. After all, it was arranged by Nushan, and even if it was simple, it was destined to be extraordinary.

At this moment, a ghost appeared behind me again, floating in the air, with rotten eyes and empty eyes. Holding a short rusty stick, floating over, murmured: "Blood...blood..."

I gritted my teeth and looked at Lu Yu's fierce soul who ruled the world in the air. I couldn't help but say, "Grandpa Ao Ghost, don't cause trouble at this time. The strong enemy has arrived, and I'm about to die. Are you still scaring me?"

He still floated towards me, standing beside me, his eyes extremely empty: "Pulse...Pulse..."

Mo Li and Tong Zhuo were shocked: "Who are you talking to?"

At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky, and the seven powerful sea of ​​talismans above his head were spinning. Ruan Tianyang, one of the four young masters, had a cold look, and seemed to understand everything. He respectfully said to Lu Yu's fierce soul: "Your Majesty, my junior is Ruan Tianyang, one of the four young masters of the Yunhuang Mansion!"

Lu Yu glanced at him lightly and said, "Look at me from the side. After I kill these spiritual cultivators, I will give you some advice."

Ruan Tianyang was excited: "More...thank you, Your Majesty!"

...

"I haven't died yet, when will I wait?"

Lu Yu roared lowly, his roar shook the mountains and rivers, and the blood-colored battle blade wafted out a huge rune. He fell into the sky with a sword, with a huge momentum, as if he wanted to destroy this ancient palace and me.

"When~~~"

The battle blade hit the dazzling talisman array and made a shocking sound. With just one blow, the talisman array began to collapse, and it would not be too far away from the complete collapse.

Nushan frowned: "Oh no... The strength of the first Yun Emperor is far better than that of me, but unfortunately I did not reshape my spirit body... Bu Xiao, go with peace of mind. If you have the chance, after I rebuild my body, I will find a way to collect your soul and resurrect your soul by resurrecting it."

"Resurrection by borrowing a corpse..." My heart trembled slightly: "Is it already so serious?"

"Well, I can't stop him."

The second sword of the first Yunhuang Emperor, and the runes came overwhelmed.

The talisman formation collapsed, and I suddenly raised my arms and raised the ancient bell. Now I can only rely on the powerful defense of this ancient bell to resist the powerful offensive of the first generation of Yunhuang!

"When~~~"

The bell rang long, and the scriptures on the ancient bell turned. The ancient spiritual gold was extremely strong, and it actually blocked the attack. However, the qi that came from waves directly broke my tiger's mouth. The first generation of Yunhuang was obviously a powerful swordsman. Threads of sword intent fell down everywhere, leaving dozens of scars on my legs, blood flowing everywhere, and even flowing through the broken boots into the residual formation under my feet.

"Buzz!"

A ray of golden light suddenly rose, and the broken ancient formation under my feet suddenly lit up. My blood could be seen flowing along the inscribed lines annihilated by time, and half of the talisman formation was lit up in a blink of an eye.

At the same time, there was a strong sense of resonance in the bloodline!

What's going on?

When I turned around and looked, my heart was trembling even more. Grandpa Ghost who had followed me for many days was actually standing on my blood. Strands of golden blood began to spread along the short staff, spreading like strands of vitality, entangling his body. The originally empty eyes began to regain a little charm, and the blood-stained short staff also sizzled, with a sharp wave of power and waves. The rust on the surface peeled off one by one, revealing the terrifying edge below!

"I seem to understand something." Nushan said with a slight slightest.

I was shocked and understood some things. Grandpa Ghost has been with me for so many days and said intermittently, but if it is connected, the first word is blood, the second word is pulse, the third word is open, and the fourth word is wind, and the connection is a sentence "blood veins open the edge". He has always wanted to ask for my blood to open the edge of his magic sword?

And, why is it my blood?

That strong sense of resonance made people tremble. Looking at the miserable and decayed ghost in front of me gradually recovered from my bloodline, and even read a little bit of love in his eyes, I finally realized something.

...

A simple and uncommon short staff has now become a fairy sword with divine power!

His body also regained a lot of charm due to the nourishment of life force in his blood. His long hair was loose and his clothes fluttered. He actually had a fairy-like charm. His eyes looked straight at me and said, "Child, don't you understand? My name is Bu Tianlan, and I died here eight thousand years ago."

I trembled all over: "Ancestor?"

"Yeah, good boy."
Chapter completed!