"Buzz..." The fluctuations under the Twelve Wenshou became more and more chaotic. The suction force teared the blood column, the silver light, and even the space around him. Zhu Wenshou thought that his arrival disrupted the balance, but their passion was wrong. In the blood color under the triangle, the suction force of the small dou became increasingly widened, and strands of blood crystals and the silver crystal silk behind them also fell into Xiao Hua's body.

"Oh..." The poor Xiao Hua woke up at this time. He didn't care about the recklessness of the green-robed Xiao Hua, and hurriedly urged the souls in his body to clean up the mess. However, with the experience of the sword tomb, Xiao Hua was not particularly panicked. Now the Nascent Soul in his body is like a sea of ​​stars, and the middle dantian is like a sea of ​​qi. It is Xiao Dou who absorbs the blood of the gods and demons for thousands of miles. He just picked up the bargain and would not be a big deal. The only thing he was worried about was that he would be discovered by the twelve literary saints. The punch of Duanmu Jishi was still fresh in his memory. If other literary saints discovered it, he would really have no place to die!

Fortunately, the space was extremely disordered at this time, and the fluctuations were everywhere. Whether it was divine thoughts or Buddhist consciousness that were scattered into the space, even the art of clearing the eyes was torn, so Xiao Hua was not worried about being seen. Moreover, what the Twelve Monk Saints wanted to do the most now is to collect the Twelve Gods and Demons puppets, and no one could be distracted.

"Brush..." After the blood column and black gas were absorbed, the silver clouds were also pulled into the suction force of Xiao Dou, and the figures of the twelve gods and demons and the twelve literary saints were also squeaked into the suction force. Even the entire space is now rumbling. If the thunderbolt is raging, the long wind ∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞�

"Not good!" Seeing that the space had changed, Chu Yun thought to himself that it was not good. His eyes swept over the literary saints with resentment, and then he looked at the silver clouds that had gradually begun to thin by Xiao Dou's suction. Knowing that the things behind Yun Xia would soon be discovered by others, he hurriedly punched his chest. "Puff..." A mouthful of blood fell into the air. As Chu Yun raised his hand a little, the blood exploded, and tens of thousands of blood-colored inscriptions rolled out from inside. "Go..." Chu Yun hurriedly activated his true energy, and the blood-colored inscription was like a blooming flower pounced on the still huge Jumang God Demon Puppet in front of him!

The blood-colored inscription fell on the Jumang God Demon Puppet. A strange sound was made in the roar of space, and then I saw that the Jumang God Demon Puppet was covered with blood again, but the blood looked extremely gorgeous in the silver light. "Shou..." Chu Yun waved his hands, and the blood flashed a thin vortex on the God Demon Puppet, and the silver clouds also began to rotate. The huge Jumang God Demon Puppet began to shrink slowly, and the shrinking speed began to slow, and then gradually accelerated...

Chu Yun, the head of the Chu family, urged the family to pass on the secret technique to start collecting the Jumang God and Demon Puppet, and Gongshu Yanyin of the Gongshu family also also activated the secret technique to collect the Shebi God and Demon Puppet. The literary saints of other aristocratic families were even more unwilling to let the people go out to the bottom of the box. The Duanmu cornerstone of the Duanmu family collected the Zhulong God and Demon Puppet, the Murong family collected the strong God and Demon Puppet, the Huangfu family collected the Rushou God and Demon Puppet, the Changsun Family collected the Gonggong God and Demon Puppet, and the Yuwen Shi

Yu Wenming of the family received the acquired gods and demon puppets, Kong Cheng of the Kong family received the Shuhai gods and demon puppets, Meng Meng of the Meng family received the Dijiang gods and demon puppets, Mo Xie of the Mo family received the Tianwu gods and demon puppets. Zou Zhen of the Zou family received the Xuanming gods and demon puppets, and Lu Chen of the Lu family received the Zhurong gods and demon puppets. Although Chu Yun was the first to use secret techniques, his cultivation was the worst, so after he received the Jumang gods and demon puppets, the other eleven literary saints had already flew towards the silver clouds!

"Dear immortal friends..." Chu Yun shouted anxiously, "When we came in before, we had already made an agreement. In addition to the twelve gods and demons, our Chu family has the right to choose first, and the things behind the silver clouds..."

Before Chu Yun could finish his speech, Duanmu Jishi's voice came coldly: "Friend Chu, what is this Yunxia after? Can the ones that can be placed on suppressing the gods and demons this time be an ordinary mortal object?"

"This..." Chu Yun was a little hesitant, but looking at Yunxia who had been torn by the huge suction force. He knew that there was no point in covering up what he wanted at this time. Just when he was about to speak, "Boom..." The entire space gathered towards the triangular area under the body of Zhongwen Sheng. The silver cloud was finally pulled off. "Kang..." A strong sword sound came from behind the clouds. Then the eyes of Zhuwen Sheng lit up. A sword light of more than ten thousand miles was passed by in the air. The space where blood and silver light were mixed together was immediately split. A heavy thunderstorm mixed with storms came out of the cracks...

"Heaven... Emperor's Sword!!!" The Wen Sheng was stunned and stared at the thunderstorm. A huge sword appeared from behind the clouds. The sword light overflowed on the sword. The sword light was different from the ordinary sword light. It was not as cold as killing, but a kind of warmth that penetrated the heart and lungs. The silver sword light still had thousands of sword intents. The inner layer of this sword intent was mountains, rivers and the country, the middle layer was even more like the world, and the outer layer was the dome pavilion and the Minglu chain lock! What was similar to what Xiao Hua had seen in the illusion of the Saint River, was that the sword hilt was heart-shaped, and the texture of dragons and phoenixes and other beasts were engraved on the heart shape! The sword edge under the sword light did not look sharp, and it seemed that there was no sharp edge. There was no sharp spike at the tip of the sword, just an oval shape!

"How...how is it possible?" Murong Jun and others couldn't help but whisper, "The Saint Jiangzang Emperor's Sword, the Emperor's Sword comes out to the Jiuzhou! This Emperor's Sword... hasn't it been... taken to the Saint Jiang's Sword? How could it appear in the blood lake of the gods and demons??"

"Woo..." Just as Zhu Wensheng was surprised and surprised, Chu Yun's body turned into countless flying rainbows and fell towards the Emperor's sword.

Unfortunately, before he could touch the Emperor's Sword, the sword intent in the sword turned into a breeze to block him! Even a saint as powerful as Chu Yun could not fly nearly a minute.

"Hahahaha..." Seeing Chu Yun in such a embarrassing manner, Duanmu Jishi laughed, "Chu Yun, Chu Yun, you...you...I just don't know what to say about you! I didn't expect that what you wanted to get is... Emperor Sword! Didn't you see the hilt of the Emperor Sword? This Emperor Sword is not held by your hands! It is to take it with your heart! Only kindness, only the sword heart that carries the will of God can control it. What kind of virtue do you have? How dare you hold the sword to shake the Emperor Sword of Jiuzhou with the sword? Don't talk about you, even I... dare not take it!"

"I...I..." Chu Yun's face turned red. After a few words, he only dared to mutter in his heart, "Are you going to be a king, prince, general, and minister?"

"Hu..." Just as Duanmu Jishu mocked Chu Yun, the sword of the emperor rose into the air and escaped from the cracks in the space...

"Go away quickly, this space is about to collapse..." Zhu Wensheng woke up from the shock and amusement at this time, and each urged the clouds to fly out of the collapsed space. As for the blood-colored area in the space that could compete with the Emperor's Sword, they didn't even dare to think about it.

The monks of Wenshu had just flew out of the space, "Buzz..." Just in the storm, a huge cloud pillar fell from the distant sky, and it turned into a big hand in front of everyone to grab the sword of the emperor's sword! This big hand was naturally the one that had crushed the teleportation channel of the Buddha Sect before! Seeing that the cloud pillar was filled with the same essence, a vast will of the starry sky came from the rain, the twelve monks stood respectfully in the air, and no one dared to move. Wenxing... The highest magical power of Confucian cultivators in the Tibetan Immortal Continent was admired by Wan Cultivators.

"Buzz..." The big hand fell, and the soaring Emperor's Sword was blocked. The Emperor's Sword emitted a soft sword light to block the big hand. However, the big hand bent, the Minglu chain on the Emperor's Sword collapsed step by step, and the world began to twist. As soon as the Emperor's Sword was about to fall into the big hand.

"Boom..." At this time, in another sky, there were dark green clouds flashing again. A thick green cloud pillar also rolled up, turning into a big hand to grab the sword tip of the Emperor's Sword...

"Ah?" The Twelve Wen Sheng was shocked. He didn't dare to leave, but the strong fighting spirit that was about to break out on the sword of the emperor instantly covered them!

Seeing the air flowing above the blood siege of gods and demons, the airflow began to rage, and a thousand miles of space produced a cold air that was about to tear everything apart. "Room..." A sound of thunder that shook the sky and the earth, a huge thunder pillar fell vertically from the sound of the sky. The thunder pillar was like a dragon and phoenix. The thunder pillar was filled with red and yellow dragon energy. The thunder pillar fell and turned into a big hand. This big hand was different from the previous two big hands, like a heart-shaped and a jade seal. Several changes were exactly where the sword hilt of the Emperor's Sword was grabbed.

"Brush..." The hilt of the Emperor's Sword was captured, and the entire sword intent immediately changed. The golden swords and iron horses, the sea of ​​blood and yellow sand, and the thunder and lightning all came out from the inside. The originally round sword edge turned into a flat and sharp at the same time. The thunderstorm and raindrops in the sky were transformed into swords. They were originally two big hands grasping the sword edge, and they were cut into two halves in this supreme sword edge!

"Huhh..." A huge roar of wind came out, and the two big hands transformed into the air column and quickly retracted, and the thunder pillar even roared and retracted back to the sky with the Emperor's Sword!

As soon as the Emperor's Sword left, the entire space was immediately "calm". "Crack" thunder sounded like a dragon, and the lightning light brightened the faces of the twelve Wenshou, everyone's face was full of horror, and everyone's eyes were shocked. After a moment, Murong Jun flew away first, without leaving a word. Then the Wenshou hurried away, leaving no word left. In the end, Chu Yunchu Youzhi looked at his body with some reluctance. The blood marsh that was originally thousands of miles had now become a barren land with countless cracks, and the blood red marsh that had not been left behind! At this time, the gap was poured by the heavy rain in the sky, and it would become a rain marsh. (To be continued...)

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Chapter completed!