Chapter 465: Human-Devil Battle, Blood Sword Unleashed

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Xu Qingyang twisted his neck, thinking about how to catch this guy.

The value of the demon soul is very great, because of its origin, the age when it was active, and how many priceless things were packed in its brain. Seeing that he was determined to leave no room for mercy, the demon soul knew that it could not do anything good, so it could only hate the split soul and jump back. It had no time to devour more monks to recover, otherwise it would be insulted by the other party.

The strength of the guy in front of him was also unexpected.

It might be that he had consumed too much when escaping from trouble, or he might just be a descendant of the ancient race with impure blood, or he might still be in his infancy.

It is a common phenomenon for most beings who respect their bloodline. For example, among their holy clan, there is the same ancient and noble innate demon god. He basically does not practice much, and his strength is not judged by his cultivation. He is extremely powerful when he is born. Then he will become invincible when he lies down until he reaches adulthood, and even the Holy Ancestor must be respectful when he encounters him. The person in front of him was very immature in every aspect, and it seemed that his most feared law talent could not be used easily. In this case, let the other person be strong quietly, so as not to treat him as a soft persimmon.

After thinking about it, the demon soul snorted coldly and spread its arms up, down, left and right.

Then he saw four jet-black blades of light condensed in his palm, and then merged into a ferocious demonic sword that was about ten feet long.

The demon soul held it with both hands and aimed at Xu Qingyang to split Huashan with one move. The terrifying black sword energy split open the air barrier with a "stab" sound.

Xu Qingyang's complexion changed slightly, and he raised his hands into palms.

The thick qi-blood shield and the black sword qi collided and canceled each other out. The demon soul seized the opportunity to take the lead and struck one blow after another.

"Bang bang bang bang~"

Xu Qingyang's body fell rapidly, his arms trembling.

On Han Li's side, the pressure eased a little, and he spread his hands. A ball of purple flames floated in front of his chest. It squirmed a few times and transformed into a small purple bird. The astonishing coldness immediately attracted the attention of the demon soul.

This purple cold flame frightened him, and the frequency of his attacks slowed down.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xu Qingyang stepped down and was dragged down by the huge lotus platform. His wings flapped wildly, barely controlling his falling body. Let's talk about the ancient demon. He turned around and struck at Han Li with his sword. Han Li's Fire Bird came out of his hand and went straight to meet him. The moment the powerful sword energy approached the Fire Bird, his speed dropped sharply, and a layer of ice quickly condensed on the outside.

It looked like a black ice blade, and then shattered with a "bang" sound.

Han Li breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not dare to be careless at all. This purple divine flame was one of the few magical powers he had that could repel demonic souls. It would be dangerous if he could not block it.

Now he only needs to play support and leave the main attack to Xu Qingyang.

Xu Qingyang, who seems to have made no achievements, is actually the one that the demon soul is most afraid of, but it is mostly bluff. His ultimate move cannot be used, and he must not let the opponent show any signs of cowardice. When Xu Qingyang approached again, the demon soul immediately left Han Li's side and faced Xu Qingyang head-on. The noise was so loud that it even overshadowed the intensity on the other side.

"The reputation is well-deserved, these two are so powerful."

In the battlefield on Wei Wuya's side, everyone observed their side from time to time. Seeing that the two of them had suppressed one by themselves and still had the upper hand, they were shocked and surprised beyond words.

"Fellow Daoist Xu, Fellow Daoist Han, hold on a little longer, help is almost here..."

Wei Wuya was working very hard. Except for himself, few people on his side could withstand the violent bombardment of the ancient demon. There was already an unlucky guy who relied on his escaping skills to rush out of the poisonous cloud to sneak attack. After being blown to ashes by a magic flame, no one dared to go out. They hid in the poisonous cloud and relied on him for defense, focusing only on attacking output.

So much so that the main pressure on their side is on him.

Not to mention Wei Wuya's encouragement, Xu Qingyang got angry and withstood a round of slashes with the demon knife, and hit the demon soul's bone-piercing armor with a heavy fist. The terrifying power shook the demon soul's Shura bone armor. Broken into pieces.

The demon soul was horrified and quickly squeezed the body's potential to restore it.

This body was only for temporary use, and he didn't care about its potential, but the strength of this enemy really frightened him.

Since ancient times, among all the clans in the world, the demon clan has always used physical talent, supplemented by magic skills, to be tyrannical. In the past, with only brute force, the monks encountered no single enemy, but now they have tried their best to do nothing, and they are still close. His body was shattered by a punch. Even though this body couldn't compare to his own body, the opponent's punch was too exaggerated.

This huge power seems to contain a hint of the law of gravity.

Regardless of whether it is the demon world, the spiritual world, or even other interfaces of the same level, anything that involves the power of law cannot be compared to ordinary magical spiritual treasures. Those who can master the power of laws are either innate true spirits, beloved by heaven and earth, or they are heaven-reaching spiritual beings, treasures of all worlds.

The stronger the power of the law, the more terrifying the power.

Even if this person is from the Taichu human race and has inherited the talent of the ancestors, it would be too much to master two laws of talent.

Not to mention what the demon soul thought, the price Xu Qingyang paid was not small. A huge wound was cut on his upper body, and the bones were exposed. Especially the wound was entangled with black energy, which penetrated inward like gangrene attached to the bone, and The bright golden blood inside was intertwined, seriously affecting his self-healing speed.

Han Li was also a little at a loss at this time.

The Dageng Sword Formation, which he has not used yet, is not suitable for assisting. Moreover, the two of them are fighting closely together, making it difficult to interfere with other means.

"Brother Xu, use this!"

Just as the two parties were hurting each other and separated, Han Li took out a bloody broad sword.

Seeing this object, the demon soul's expression changed, and then he was extremely happy: "The Blood Demon Sword, our clan's sacred weapon has not been taken away, haha, hand it over to me quickly, otherwise you are dead!"

"Shameless talk!"

Xu Qingyang just glanced at it and judged what it was.

Senior Sister Nangong had mentioned this thing before and actually gave it to Han Li. But this is not the point. The point is that the demon soul cannot get it. He grabbed it from the air and the broad sword fell into his palm. The blood on it was flowing, as if he wanted to fly away. He looked at the demon soul again, muttering something in his mouth, and pinched out a strange thing with his hands. of dharma seal.

Xu Qingyang shook his hand and easily cut off the weak connection between the demon soul and the blood sword.

This object is similar to an ancient treasure and cannot be refined to identify its owner. The demon soul has only mastered a little driving method, and there is no way to directly gain control. On the contrary, Xu Qingyang quickly discovered the trick.

The Blood Demon Sword, as the name suggests, serves the sword with blood.

It is not very picky about food. As soon as Xu Qingyang's energy and blood were introduced, the sword body suddenly changed from the strange scarlet blood light to a golden appearance.

"Hehe, interesting!"

This thing is more conductive of Qi and blood than the equipment he specially built for himself. The increase is extremely exaggerated, and it has no resistance to his Qi and blood. It is just like a public item. Whatever ability is used to feed it will show what it is. Characteristics, this thing in his hand seems to be no longer a magic weapon.

After trying it for a while, no problem was found, and a large amount of Qi and blood poured into Xu Qingyang's body.

Suddenly, he saw the blood sword glowing with golden light, its shape rapidly enlarging, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a huge broad sword more than thirty feet long. The demon soul was stunned.

"No way, you"

"What are you doing? This sword belongs to me!"

Xu Qingyang laughed evilly, raised his hand high, and there was a "buzz" sound from the sword, and a terrifying pure gold sword beam of nearly three hundred feet shot straight into the sky. The sound was so powerful that beside Wei Wuya and others, the ancient demon body suddenly turned its head, His abdomen was shaking, and he exclaimed in shock: "How can I drive the holy weapon to such an extent..."

Such a terrifying and astonishing sword light must be used with caution even if it is used by a high-level demon.

"Whoosh!!"

Without even thinking about it, the demon soul disappeared in a flash.

Xu Qingyang's movements also seemed a bit weird. He thought the Blood Demon Sword was too simple, or he used too much force. A large amount of energy and blood was introduced, which caused the suction force coming from the inside of the sword to multiply exponentially, and he seemed to be trying to suck it dry. Finding he couldn't hold back, he simply took two handfuls of pills and drank Nascent Soul to supplement his strength, until the magic sword became saturated in stages.

By the time he took control of the demon sword, the demon soul had already disappeared.

Xu Qingyang looked very tired. He knew that he had exhausted too much and did not dare to waste any more time. A cold light appeared in his right eye, and wherever he looked, dense afterimages of demonic souls emerged.

Its route was impartial, running straight towards the main body in the purple light.

This is just right, one can be hacked to death.

Xu Qingyang waved his hand and slashed in the air. The sword light was like a pillar of heaven falling down. Wherever the sword edge passed, a thin slit was drawn in the space. The white light was translucent. Directly below, the main body of the ancient demon raised its heads with a ferocious face. Its four arms formed seals front and back. Demonic energy surged, and a dark, hundred-foot-long demonic figure appeared in the sky, and its four arms suddenly closed.

"Tie~"

The sword light was clamped tightly, and the six places were pressed together.

"Quick, let's take action together to help fellow Taoist Xu slay this demon!" The pressure on Wei Wuya and others disappeared in an instant, and they also seized this rare opportunity.

Suddenly, all the firepower poured into the ancient demon's body.

Han Li also took out his trump card. Thirty-six Green Bamboo Edge Cloud Swords were combined into one, turning into a huge lightsaber wrapped in thunder arcs and shooting towards the ancient demon's body. With so many attacks, the ancient demon's body felt powerful, its eyes shone with demonic light, purple-black light shields spurted out, and at the same time, the vigilance in his mind reached its limit.

You know what he is wary of, naturally he wants to take back the main soul of the physical body.

Enemies of the same kind are much more terrifying. In fact, Xu Qingyang has long seen that there is a magical power in the Moonlight Eye Technique that makes him very satisfied. He translated it himself and called it the Moonlight Shadow Technique, or the Tracking Technique.

What it is called is not important. What is important is that this magical power can trace the time and space images over a period of time.

The demonic shadow tracks we see now are not the afterimages of the ancient demon's movements, but the traces left in the visual space of the past time. Of course, they can also be used as real-time tracking techniques. The escaped demonic soul at this moment, It has arrived below the ancient demon's body, and it is obvious that he intends to take the opportunity to snatch it back.

Xu Qingyang originally wanted to kill them all with just one sword strike, but he was not sure.

The high-level ancient demon is extremely difficult to kill. It would be troublesome if the opponent's main soul and body were given a chance to fuse. So he loosened the strength in his hand slightly, and the ancient demon's body noticed that the pressure was greatly reduced.

He didn't have the time to think about the reason, and his body suddenly jumped dozens of feet upwards.

This move was very timely. The demon soul hidden under him had already separated from his body. Nanlonghou's broken body paused in place. The dark demon soul flew towards him. As a result, the body suddenly rose into the air. The demon soul did not hit him. Instead, it was Taking the place of the main body and taking part of the attacks from Wei Wuya and others, the soul collapsed instantly.

He didn't die that simply, he quickly condensed from somewhere.

But the demon soul was much more illusory, and it glared at Xu Qingyang fiercely. You can think with your toes that the other party must have let loose just now, otherwise how could the main body controlled by the split soul escape.

"If you want to return to your physical body, just dream!"

The split soul controlled the main body, and the two heads laughed, but the laughter was filled with resentment.

"Idiot, hand over your body, you and I can win by merging!" The demon soul was filled with hatred, but he had to try to persuade him, although he knew very well that the possibility was unlikely, because the other party was himself, and he still didn't know what he looked like. , will never let him devour it. This theoretically means giving up one's own existence.

The result was as expected, the split soul sneered: "Why don't you let me swallow you up!"

"If you let go of your consciousness and let me fuse you with the Lord, you and I will not be able to talk about who lives and who will die. Our memories and emotions can all coexist. You are me and I am you, regardless of each other."

The two guys could still quarrel, and Xu Qingyang felt that the pressure was relieved.

Acting like this with all his strength puts great pressure on his soul. If he loses his strength at the critical moment, he will be doomed. Immediately, the other hand grasped the hilt of the sword, and Taotao's energy and blood merged into it. After restoring the sword's radiance to its peak, he pressed it down suddenly, and was shocked: "Go and contain him quickly, buy me time, otherwise you will It’s not easy for anyone!”

However, Wei Wuya and others tacitly focused their attention on the demon soul.

"Fellow Taoists, if you have any other means, use it quickly. The defense of the demonic body is amazing. Get rid of the demonic soul first..."

"Fellow Daoist Wei, the two demons are jealous of each other, why not focus on the physical body of the split soul, just like what Taoist Xu just did, let the demon soul be greedy and distract the demon body!" Ancestor Linghu suggested through a voice message.

Wei Wuya's eyes looked a little thoughtful, but he refused with a very firm tone.

"No!"

"You think too simply. None of us know the nature of the ancient demon. If the two demons really choose to merge, then this demon will at least be able to remove all the seals of the ancient monks from the body. The power it can exert is unpredictable. You see Fellow Daoist Xu has done his best and has not relaxed his suppression of the demonic body..."

Ancestor Linghu immediately shut up, Dongmen Tuze next to him sent a few words, and flew out of the poisonous cloud with his five subordinates.

"You all continue to attack the demonic body, and leave the demonic soul to us!!"

This guy had the mentality of picking on the weaklings. Before anyone could react, five of the pseudo-baby's men had already surrounded him. The angry demon soul was stunned for a moment, and then grinned. He was beaten severely because he failed to grab the real body, but this did not mean that he had become a soft persimmon. Anyone could manipulate it. The demonic shadow disappeared in a flash.

The five pseudo-babies suddenly lost their target and hurriedly looked around.

"later!"

Dongmen Tu was also prepared. He placed two simple square-hole "copper plates" on the left and right in front of his eyes. Through the copper light emitted by the copper plates, the position of the demon soul fell into his eyes. It was actually close to the back of one of his men. .

His reminder was too late, and the demon soul passed through him.

Just like being possessed by a ghost, it enters the target's physical body, and then comes out in a flash, and the demon soul becomes more solid.

Dongmen Tujin was filled with anger, and he grabbed forward with five fingers. Suddenly he saw yellow threads crisscrossing the demon soul's body, wrapping it like a fishing net. A look of fear finally appeared on the demon soul's face, and he couldn't struggle to get away. This made Dongmen Tu He was greatly surprised. After catching this demon soul, everything about the other party no longer belonged to him.

His Yuling Sect is originally a demon cultivator. Although it was improved by ancient monks, how could he not covet the magical powers of the demons in the upper world?

The previous Great Jin Demonic Cultivators had already given the Tiannan Demonic Path a try.

"idiot!"