Chapter 1538  Blood Massacre of All Living Beings

"Shouzhen! Don't just agree so readily! The last time this Holy Envoy conveyed the decree of Emperor Ren, you also agreed. What happened?"

"Calm down, Holy Envoy! It's just that it's been a long time, and there's no clue about that thing!"

"Hmph! You don't have to explain to this Holy Envoy! If you have the ability, you can directly explain to the master of our Emperor Ren Palace? Oh! That's right! You have no hope!" Looking at Master Shouzhen and Master Taixu, the man in the bronze mirror snorted coldly: "Remember! You lower world cultivators can only master the supreme authority today if you are favored by Senior Emperor Ren. Otherwise, you are nothing! Senior Emperor Ren can praise you to the sky, and naturally he can also let others replace you!"

"Holy Envoy! Please speak well of Senior Emperor Ren!"

"Hmph! How can you, poor people with no money, speak well? Forget it! Forget it! We are all working for Senior Renhuang. I will warn you privately about some things! Don't think that you can be your local emperor safely just because this world is sealed by the spirit world. Not to mention that the spirit world and this world are still connected, Senior Renhuang has a rare treasure in his hands, which can reach the sky and the earth! As long as Senior Renhuang is willing, every blade of grass and every tree cannot escape his palm!"

"..., the Holy Envoy reminded me!"

"Hmph! Take care of yourself! This is your last chance!"

"Farewell to the Holy Envoy! May the Holy Envoy be safe!"

As Zhenren Shouzhen sent him off, the figure on the bronze mirror gradually dissipated, and finally turned into a stream of light, going up against the sky and disappearing.

For a long time, the master and apprentice in the secret cave remained silent for a long time.

In the end, it was Zhenren Shouzhen who snorted coldly and broke the silence.

"Master! This..."

"You have seen it all! This is the face of the spiritual practitioners in the upper world!" While speaking, Master Shouzhen stroked the bronze mirror and explained: "This mirror is called the Haotian Mirror. It can neither defeat the enemy nor settle down. It can only communicate with the spiritual world!"

"Spiritual world-that Renhuang is still unwilling to give up that treasure?"

"It is easy to ask him to give it up? It is rumored that the treasure belongs to the Taoist sect in the fairy world. Others may not be so persistent, but Renhuang..."

Renhuang, one of the six overlords of the spiritual world, the leader of the Taoist sect, was banished to the earth!

Taoist magic weapons must naturally be in the hands of the Taoist sect to make full use of them.

Therefore, in the past ten thousand years, Renhuang has never given up looking for such things. In conjunction, Renhuang has vigorously supported the Taoist forces here and worked for them.

Unfortunately, nothing was gained in the past ten thousand years.

This spiritual battle may be the last chance for Emperor Ren...

"Master! I saw the face of that man just now. The spirit world is just using us. We can just listen, but why do we really have to do it?"

"Didn't you hear that Emperor Ren has the ability to reach the sky and penetrate the earth?"

"Reach the sky and penetrate the earth? Humph! Does he really think he is a god descended to the earth?"

"Shut up!" Under the harsh words, Master Shouzhen took the Haotian Mirror into his arms, and then said kindly: "Don't underestimate the power of the spirit world! Reach the sky and penetrate the earth may be an exaggeration, but if Emperor Ren has the intention, you and I are just a few ants!"

"..., disciple knows my mistake!"

"We still have to do it! It's a pity that there is no clue about that thing. It will be very difficult to track it down. Don't you think so?"

"This..., yes!"

"You can go down! Be brave and diligent, and take the last step as soon as possible!"

"Yes!"

Master Taixu bowed and left.

In the huge secret cave, only Master Shouzhen was left.

"A rare treasure from the Immortal Palace? Humph!"

A cold snort echoed through the secret cave and returned to silence.

Let's talk about the ruins of the Fantasy Palace in Xishuzhou. A female cultivator in white came.

This person is called Nalan Mingyue, a disciple of Xuantian Palace, and Li Mi's senior sister.

At the time, Xuantianzun fought back before his death, exerted the power of breaking the world, and communicated with the spirit world.

In order to avenge this world and attract the attention of the spirit world, Xuantianzun did not hesitate to distort the facts and said that he had obtained the clue of the treasure.

The Xuantian Palace in the spirit world secretly planned and tried to take action in the spirit war.

In order to prevent the news from leaking, only Nalan Mingyue knew about this.

What a coincidence!

The place where Nalan Mingyue entered this place happened to be in Xishuzhou, so she could rush to the ruins of the Fantasy Palace in a very short time.

Unfortunately, Nalan Mingyue stopped at the Fantasy Palace!

The Hill of the Temple!

This barrier of conferred gods that has been handed down since ancient times has left Nalan Mingyue, who was born in Xuantian Palace and is proficient in the art of refining gods, helpless.

After repeated attempts, she returned in vain.

Nalan Mingyue had to settle for the next best thing.

She needed to find an assistant - a pure body cultivator!

I just don't know if there are still pure body cultivators in this abandoned world?

In the distant East China Sea, the old site of Lingxiu Island.

Two female cultivators, one kneeling and one standing, one purple and one green, clearly distinguished.

"Welcome the Lord to this world!" The purple-clothed female cultivator kneeling in the air prostrated herself, full of piety, and did not dare to show any disrespect at all.

She knew very well: what a terrifying existence the green-clothed female cultivator in front of her was!

On the contrary, the standing green-clothed female cultivator was calm and indifferent.

"I never thought that I would come to this world in this way!" As she spoke, the female cultivator looked around blankly and asked calmly, "Is this your territory?"

"This... Master, please allow me to report: things are a little beyond our plan!"

"Heh!"

The female cultivator in green raised her lips and smiled with a pair of beautiful eyes.

The female cultivator kneeling in the air was struck by lightning, unable to move or speak.

"You should understand: I, the king, do not need waste!"

"Yes! I understand! But... although I have taken Zhong Lingxiu's cultivation, there is a sword god in Soochow Prefecture, so I can't sing alone..."

"Sword God Sword Lord? Huh! It's nothing more than an ant, nothing to worry about!" With that said, the female cultivator stretched out her right hand and spread out her five fingers. The five onion-like jade fingers pinched and counted like dancing, and said to herself Said to himself: "It's strange! When I came to this world, I still couldn't figure out the whereabouts of that boy. It seems that there is something weird about him!"

After pondering for a moment, the female cultivator in green sent a spiritual message towards the female cultivator in purple.

As if receiving a general amnesty, the female cultivator in purple knelt in the air and said goodbye, then slowly left.

During the whole process, the female cultivator in purple kept her eyebrows down and did not dare to make any mistakes. She did not even dare to raise her head to look at the female cultivator in green.

At this point, the female cultivator in green was the only one in the huge sea area.

Slowly, the female cultivator's exquisite figure gradually sank into the sea water.

Minute by minute, inch by inch...

Finally, the entire body of the female cultivator in green melted into the sea water and disappeared.

It's as if she has never appeared...

In the far north, the weather is freezing.

A monk walked slowly.

As soon as he took one step, a footprint appeared in the sky.

The figure of the monk was like a stream of light, traveling a thousand miles with one step.

The vast glaciers stretch for thousands of miles.

The monk came straight to an iceberg and stopped.

The icy wind blew by, and the right sleeve of the monk's clothes fluttered in the wind.

This monk's entire right arm was broken at shoulder level!

The iceberg towers into the clouds, like an ice wall stretching across the sky.

Facing the snow-white iceberg, the monk said to himself...

"Everywhere you go, you have this kind of virtue! If I hadn't come here, how long would you have slept? Why don't you wake up quickly? You are as urgent as the law!"

Once the words were spoken, the monk made no other moves.

Strange to say!

The iceberg that was originally motionless for eternity actually began to emit waves of fluctuations from the inside out as soon as the monk finished speaking, as if it was about to explode.

The next moment, the entire iceberg exploded.

Between the sky and the earth, there seemed to be a rain of broken ice - ice blocks as huge as mountains were splashing everywhere, and the entire glacier was in turmoil.

The monks who were close at hand were unmoved.

After a long time, the iceberg broke, revealing a black shadow.

The black shadow was huge, shaped like a round sphere.

Suddenly there was a loud roar, and something in the black shadow seemed to wake up.

In the darkness, two lights suddenly lit up.

At the same time, a bolt of black lightning struck the monk.

That black lightning turned out to be a huge turtle head...

Wherever the lightning passed, the monk was devoured!

Under the snow-white ice light, the black monster was seen roaring into the sky, seeming to vent the anger of others waking up.

The entire glacier trembled!

Until, with a snap of his fingers, the monster's roar was shattered.

Snapping his fingers, the monk appeared in front of the monster again.

"You evil beast! Your grandfather and grandfather didn't dare to do this to me. How dare you..., that's all! I think you can still be of some use, so I'll give you some benefits!"

Saying this, the monk stretched out his remaining left hand and scratched the fingertips.

Suddenly, a golden light squeezed out from it and turned into a little blood.

Golden blood!

By this time, the black monster stopped screaming.

Under the control of the monk, golden blood blended into the monster's mouth.

The next moment, the monster that was originally as big as a mountain began to change...

Eventually, the monster transformed into a young man with long black hair.

"Go! Spread my will throughout this filthy world!" The monk pointed out, hitting the black-haired boy between the eyebrows. The black-haired boy trembled all over, turned around and walked straight towards the south. Seeing the black-haired boy walking away, the monk turned around and entered the place where the black monster rested forever. He said to himself: "This broken body can barely accommodate my spirit body. Unfortunately, it is of no use..."

Before the words were finished, drastic changes occurred again between heaven and earth.

The large and small ice cubes that exploded from the iceberg before seemed to be attracted by something and flew back again, strangely blending into one.

On the vast glacier, icebergs still tower into the clouds.

It's just that the one sleeping among them is a different person...

The spiritual war started, and for a while, the world was in chaos, with clouds rising from all directions.

Let's talk about Xiao Mian, relying on Hei Bu's ability to predict the enemy, he actually harvested a lot of heads - along the way, Xiao Mian sent several lone spiritual cultivators back to the spirit world.

Of course, it hasn't all been smooth sailing.

There was a spiritual cultivator who was only at the intermediate level of Nascent Soul and had ordinary combat power, but he had mastered an extremely mysterious and mysterious escape method.

After Xiao Mian deployed the Five Elements Wind and Cloud Sword Formation, he was able to escape calmly.

Xiao Mian was left behind and sighed happily.

The spiritual world is vast, and indeed there are people outside of human beings, and there is heaven outside of heaven!

Just when Xiao Mian was trying to find the next target from Hei Bu, his expression changed, and Xiao Mian took out the incomplete chessboard.

But someone was contacting Xiao Mian through those chessboard squares.

When Xiao Mian put away the chessboard, his expression was uncertain.

The next moment, Xiao Mian disappeared...

When he reappeared, Xiao Mian was already in Wan Zong City.

After meeting up with Yin Jiansheng who rushed back to Wan Zong City after receiving the news, Xiao Mian sent a message to Wan Zong Temple and left Wan Zong City with Yin Jiansheng.

It is extremely urgent and there is no need to delay!

Let’s talk about Wan Zong Sheng, who was sitting in Wan Zong Sheng Temple.

Suddenly, Wan Zong Sheng received Xiao Mian’s message.

The next moment, Wan Zong Sheng was furious, rose from the ground, and flew into the sky.

Target - Nanyuezhou Blood Pond!

According to the news Xiao Mian got, there were actually spiritual world cultivators who slaughtered the mortals in the Nanyuezhou Blood Pond - the number was tens of thousands!

If delayed for a moment, many people would die!

In anger, Wan Zong Sheng did not hesitate to summon the Wanfa Lingtai.

The Lingtai itself is a rare flying magic weapon.

Wan Zong Sheng was seen driving the Wanfa Lingtai and flying straight to the Nanyue Blood Pond.

In just a moment, the blood pond was in sight.

Wan Zong Sheng looked intently, and indeed saw blood rolling in the sky above the blood pond.

Adding fuel to the fire, he was shocked and angry.

With a sudden loud shout, Wan Zongsheng waved his hands, and colorful streams of light filled the air, covering the direction of the blood pool.

Besides, there was a man in blood-stained clothes standing in the air above the blood pool.

Before, it was this man who had captured an astonishing number of ordinary people from Nanyuezhou, threw them into the blood pool alive, collected their souls, and plotted against the law.

The appearance of Wan Zongsheng, especially Wan Zongsheng's thunderbolt, frightened this man. In a hurry, this man jumped into the blood pool and disappeared.

Wan Zongsheng's offensive was completely in vain, so how could he give up?

"Damn it! You bastard from the spirit world! If you have the guts, come out!"

"Haha! An old immortal from the lower world! If you have the guts, come in!"

"You!"

"Hahaha!" He laughed wildly three times, and the man showed his head from the blood pool, provoking the angry Wan Zongsheng: "What? Are you scared? That's right! People like you from the lower world are afraid of blood, right? What do you know? The blood path is the righteous way of heaven and earth! It's a pity that those old immortals in the spirit world are as conservative as you! This is great! There is actually such a large blood pool in the lower world. As long as I spend some time, I will return to the spirit world one day and see who dares to bully me, Xue Tusheng!"

"..."

Wan Zongsheng stood in the air, without saying a word.

Even if Wan Zongsheng was at the level of Tianzun, he would be powerless in the face of the blood pool.

In a short period of time, Wan Zongsheng could naturally enter the blood pool and protect himself.

But if time goes on for a long time, even a powerful person like Wan Zongsheng will be infected by the blood evil spirit in the blood pool, and then, there will be no recovery!

Moreover, Xiao Mian sent a message to Wan Zongsheng before, as long as he rushed to the blood pool.

Now, let's see how that kid works...

Wan Zongsheng's forbearance was regarded as cowardice by Xue Tusheng.

Thinking that he could fight Wan Zongsheng with the blood pool, Xue Tusheng was so proud that he watched Wan Zongsheng while watching the suffering of all living beings in the blood pool.

In the sea of ​​blood, countless souls lingered.

These mortal souls were originally useless, but after being thrown into the blood pool alive, these mortals experienced inhuman pain, and the soul power would also mutate, and the strong resentment would stimulate the soul power!

This is the purpose of Xue Tusheng's sacrifice of living people...

But Xue Tusheng didn't know that the real danger was already under his feet!

The reason why Xiao Mian alarmed Wan Zongsheng was to lure him into a trap.

The other party knew how to use the blood pool to refine all living things. I'm afraid he had something to do with the blood path inheritance. When he was caught by a powerful person like Wan Zongsheng, he would flee into the blood pool in panic and rely on the power of the blood pool to resist the pressure of Wan Zongsheng.

At the same time, Xiao Mian teamed up with Yin Jiansheng to enter the blood pool unnoticed through the blood pool teleportation array and joined Ni Dongliu first.

The three of them set up a formation and surrounded Xue Tusheng in the center.

Without Xiao Mian's order, the three of them attacked at the same time and killed Xue Tusheng.

This time, the blood sea was turbulent, and Xue Tusheng was caught off guard...

However, Xue Tusheng was also a high-level cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage, and by chance, he had obtained some blood path inheritance.

The blood sea was turbulent, and Xue Tusheng felt a warning in his heart.

In a hurry, Xue Tusheng screamed strangely, and blood light flashed all over his body.

At that moment, three blood lights separated from Xue Tusheng.

The first one turned into a scarlet flying sword and attacked Ni Dongliu.

The second one turned into a blood-red demon beast and rushed towards Yin Jiansheng.

The third one turned into a crimson puppet and killed Xiao Mian.

While Xiao Mian and the other two were blocked by his three-fold means, Xue Tusheng did not rise but fell, passed through the encirclement of the three people, and sank directly into the depths of the blood pool.

Wan Zongsheng, who was above the blood pool, was eager for Xue Tusheng to run up!

Unexpectedly, Xue Tusheng remained calm and responded appropriately.

Xue Tusheng, who escaped the disaster, looked at Xiao Mian and the other two, and was in doubt.

Looking at the appearance of these three people, it is clear that they are not afraid of the erosion of blood evil.

Could it be that there are still blood monks in this abandoned world?

It would be fine if they didn't come, but there are three of them at once?

His eyes wandered back and forth between Xiao Mian and the other two. Xue Tusheng's eyes suddenly lit up as he stared at the Blood Demon Sword in Ni Dongliu's hand!

Could this... be the legendary Blood Demon Sword?

Ha!

It's really a case of searching for something without any effort!

It seems that this forbidden trial will make me, Xue Tusheng, famous!