Chapter 212: Return
"Sect Master, this magic sword is about to be out of control, what should I do. An eager voice came from the bottom of the sword abyss.
"Don't let up, keep pressing me. The sword stranger shouted.
Di Yuan struggled more and more, just when everyone was about to lose their control, Di Yuan stopped struggling, and wanted to lie quietly at the bottom of the sword abyss like an ordinary sword, and a cloud of light and shadow in the void approached the Arno continent quickly.
Xizhou, since the abyss surfaced a year ago, it has become more chaotic than before, with the precedent of Linjian Yuan and Meteorite Island from the top ten Jedi to the top ten secret realms, everyone has a heart for the dark palace that has surfaced, and countless forces dream of occupying the dark palace to become a super force on the continent.
However, imagination is always beautiful, although Xizhou is chaotic today, it is secretly controlled by several major forces, and it is undoubtedly a fantasy for those small and medium-sized forces to take the opportunity to come to power.
On the table is undoubtedly the Blood Killing Pavilion, which is also a super force, and in addition to the demon domain ruled by the demon clan, there are also the ancient families of the hidden Sun God Clan and the Moon God Clan.
The time of existence of the Sun God Race and the Moon God Race is very ancient, even much older than the Buddha who disappeared 10,000 years ago, and the two races are basically in a state of seclusion, until 10,000 years ago in order to fight against the catastrophe outside the heavens, they lost too much strength, so they had to change from a state of seclusion to a state of semi-seclusion.
It is also because of the great change that the Buddhist clan disappeared 10,000 years ago, and the Blood Killing Pavilion took advantage of the danger to loot the secret scriptures of Buddhism, and brutally killed the remaining disciples of Buddhism.
After the disappearance of the Buddha clan, the demon clan also began to cause trouble in Xizhou, and several emperors of the demon clan led by the golden-winged Dapeng divided the Xizhou quarter as the base camp of their demon beasts, and confronted the human race from afar.
A figure swept through the sky as quickly as a streamer, and only after entering Xizhou did the figure slowly stop, the blood robe and blood clothes were the blood su who escaped from the hands of the elders of Linjianyuan, at this time he looked a little miserable, obviously seriously injured, if he hadn't escaped quickly, he might have been planted in Linjianyuan today.
Although the high-level leaders on both sides of the battle with the disciples in the sect had not made a move, it was already a taboo to pretend to be an assessment disciple to break into the assessment place this time, so it would attract Elder Lin Jianyuan to make a move.
"Abominable Elder Linjianyuan, when I break through to the Hundred Refining Realm, I will definitely crush your bones and scatter ashes. Blood Su said viciously.
A pitch-black dot appeared out of thin air in the sky, and the black dot slowly expanded and eventually formed a black hole, the black hole stopped above the blood su, and a thing fell from the black hole and smashed the blood su, which had not yet reacted, and the blood su, who was already seriously injured, spurted out a mouthful of old blood.
The black hole slowly disappeared, and the thing stopped, taking a closer look at Emperor Lingchen, who was really beaten into the void by the blood fall.
"Eh, the position is still a little off, I still have to pay attention to it next time, but it's a little strange, I don't feel pain when I fall from such a high place, is it because of the reason why the first realm of the Mortal Sutra has reached perfection?" Di Lingchen stood in place with a thoughtful look.
The sound of a few coughs attracted Di Lingchen's attention, and when he turned his head, Di Lingchen saw the blood su who slowly got up from the ground, red clothes and red robes, Di Lingchen was sure that he was from the Blood Killing Pavilion, so his eyes slowly gathered killing intent.
Di Lingchen slowly walked towards Xuesu, feeling Di Lingchen's killing intent, Xuesu suddenly tensed up, but the cultivation of Di Lingchen's seventh-level realm made Xuesu's heart relax slightly.
"Who are you?" Looking at Di Lingchen who was walking slowly, Xuesu said vigilantly.
"Don't you know me?"
"I have never met Your Excellency, how can I know you. ”
"Oh, that's right, you really don't seem to be anymore when that old guy knocked me into the void when the blood fell, but it doesn't matter, anyway, you're a person from the Blood Killing Pavilion, so you won't kill the wrong one. Di Lingchen said.
Dressed in white and white-haired, looking at Di Lingchen, Xuesu faintly guessed Di Lingchen's identity.
"You are Emperor Lingchen!"
"That's right, but there's no reward, and if so, do you think it's okay to send you to hell?"
"Haha, Di Lingchen, you really didn't die, as long as I kill you and get the mixed yuan ding on your body, then I will become the strongest person in the world, and it is no longer a dream to ascend to the god realm. Blood Su laughed wildly on the side.
"You don't want to run away, but you still want to take the treasure from me?"
"Hmph, Di Lingchen, even if I am seriously injured now, I am still a powerhouse of the ninth-level realm, and you are a mid-seventh-level realm guy, no matter how talented you are, you can't be my opponent. ”
Xuesu looked at Di Lingchen as if he was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, and the aura on his body was emanated, and in an instant, the field belonging to Xuesu spread out, wrapping him and Di Lingchen inside.
The blood and gold in the field are constantly intertwined to form a world of alternating colors, in this world, the blood Su seems to be the master of the world, and can control everything in the field at will, facing the field for the third time, Di Lingchen already has a certain understanding of the field.
The field is a kind of absolute space similar to absolute space formed by the strength of a monk's own cultivation and understanding of the power of heaven and earth when he reaches the eighth level realm, in which the monk can isolate the power of heaven and earth from the outside world with his own strength. This is also the reason why ordinary monks above the eighth level realm can form a strong suppression of monks below the eighth level realm, if they enter the realm of the eighth level realm monks, even hundreds of seventh-level realm monks cannot be the opponent of an eighth-level realm monk.
"Field, how long can you maintain this field with your current state of serious injury?" said Di Lingchen.
"It's just a few breaths, but to kill you, maybe just one breath will be enough. ”
"One breath?" Di Lingchen smiled.
"If you were in your heyday, I might still be extremely afraid of using this field, but with your state at this time, I don't say that any monk above the middle level of the eighth level realm can destroy your field. ”
"You're right, but you're just a mid-level seventh-level realm cultivator, it's really a pity!"
"Regrets?" Di Lingchen smiled.
"Not necessarily!"