In the void, the blood demon's sea-like divine consciousness swept out, and spied on the voice of the wild goose Changfeng.

"It's ridiculous that a three-year-old naughty boy dares to get an axe in front of this seat. The corner of his mouth sneered, very disdainful, and then, with a shake of his right hand, a blood-colored long knife manifested out, and the light of the knife flashed and was extremely condensed.

"Xiao'er, come to death, this seat will teach you how to play with knives. "The blood devil's fingers are long and arrogant, looking like the second in the sky, his boss.

Long Liangtian translated, in addition to the main point, he said more than a hundred sentences of nonsense, he was also very helpless, who let him talk nonsense at the beginning, playing with his mouth, insisting on saying something one word is worth a dozen words, so that he can't do it if he wants to.

The corners of Yan Changfeng's mouth twitched violently, his scalp was numb, and he would rather fight with the blood demon than face that unreliable translator.

"Illusory things, even dare to block the sharp blade in my hand, senior brother stepped back. At the same time as the wild goose long wind fell, it had already rushed out.

Qiang, the long knife came out of the sheath, cut through the sky, and between the opening and closing, two silver knives appeared, one vertical and one horizontal.

The next moment, I saw that the two swords grew wildly, they were intertwined with each other, showing a cross-shaped, just in an instant, they soared to a hundred zhang away, the momentum was like a rainbow, and it was accompanied by the phantom of the fierce beast.

The speed of that sword was extremely fast, without the slightest stagnation, like two thunderbolts intersecting together, more than N times faster than the speed of light.

The Blood Demon laughed loudly, and the blood knife in his hand slashed down diagonally, and a huge and boundless blood-colored sword slashed upward, like a waterfall of the Nine Heavens, falling down, hanging upside down in the sky.

Bang!

The two colors of swords collided, and a loud noise came out, the heavens and the earth trembled, and the void was cut off.

Immediately afterwards, the phantom behind Yan Changfeng emerged, it was a gray figure, about 100 zhang tall, silver hair flying, like a god, between the opening and closing of his eyes, bursting out of silver rays, he held a simple long knife, between opening and closing, the void was trembling, and the breath was amazing.

On the other side, the blood demon mobilized the power of all demons, his breath soared to the peak, his left hand shook again, and a long sword came out, the sword body was red, as if it was condensed by blood, and illusory shadows surrounded the sword body for a long time.

There are ancient powerful souls, the shadows of top-level beings, and the phantom shadows of ancient Buddhas, all of which are ancient beings, and they are so powerful that they are maddening.

Where the tip of the sword passed, ancient stars collapsed, hundreds of millions of living beings were slaughtered, and a sea of blood reappeared, and above the sky, the blood rain sprinkled for thousands of years without drying up, and the sound of the cosmic sorrow resounded through the nine heavens and ten earths without dissipating.

At this moment, the dragon scales were shocked, and there they roared: "This, this...... Could it be that this is an ancient monster, the 'Blood God Sword'? How could it be in the hands of this fang, what is the origin of this blood demon, and he actually holds this thing in his hand?" his pupils contracted, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body was trembling.

For this magic sword, there is a record in the dragon classics. 'Blood God, one of the ten unique demons, fierce and powerful, shaking the past and the present, in order to become a sword, refining the universe of the ten directions, casting a sword embryo, slaughtering countless creatures of all races, melting into the body of the sword, refining the soul for the spirit, the day the sword is completed, it has the same name as himself. ’

It is recorded in the mystery of antiquity. 'The blood god has a sword, do not remember its name, only remember its sword, if the sword is a naughty child, can open a day, break a boundary, the year of the dancing elephant to get the sword, nine days and ten earths can not stop the power of a wave, and the year of the sword, the power of a sword, can slaughter the blood god himself, make him hate. ’

In addition, the powerful manuscript records. 'The swordsman, three points of demonic nature, seven points of human nature, blood god sword, twelve demonic nature, ten of which are induced, originate from the sword body, and the second is supplementary, which originates from the killing qi. According to legend, those who were slaughtered by this sword, the souls of the dead, could not enter the underworld, crossed the banks of the Yellow Spring, and entered the eye of reincarnation. With this sword in his hand, the Netherworld Ghost Mansion does not dare to tolerate his body, the reincarnation lake does not dare to cross his body, and the evil things do not dare to approach him. ’

Among the many classic books, although there is not much description of the Blood God Sword, as long as one or two are involved, the words are absolutely shocking and moving, this sword is too strong, so strong that it makes people feel awe-inspired, and it can't give birth to the power to fight with it.

Although the ancients exaggerated, the moment they saw this phantom, they already had three points of credibility.

Long Liangtian sighed: "The ancients are sincere, don't deceive me." Then he roared loudly, and the dragon roared and the tiger roared, and the sound shook all directions. "The sword in the hands of the blood demon is an ancient monster, the 'Shadow of the Blood God Sword' This sword is fierce and powerful, only born for killing, and there are countless souls under the sword, although the things in front of you are illusory, but they should not be careless. "He is afraid that the wild goose will light up the enemy and suffer losses.

"You little dragon, a little eyesight, actually know the things in the hands of this seat, just right, in ancient times, this sword, drink the blood of your dragon clan innumerable, today, although you don't see the ancients, but kill you and other ants, can also be regarded as a good story. Bloodfiend laughed maniacally, shouting and screaming, feeling like he was great.

Then he opened his mouth and said, "After today, the heavens will not be heavens, and people will not be people. "The Blood Demon didn't seem to think that the hatred was big enough, and he was yelling there again to kill the heavens.

However, his words, in addition to being understood by the Dragon Scale Heaven, are equivalent to nonsense for the Quartet visitors, because they can't understand it at all, just like flies buzzing and flying in their ears.

Of course, the main reason is that Long Liang Tian has no intention of translating, because at this moment, his weakness was poked by this goods again, he trembled, the dragon's claw-like bones were pinched, and his eyes were blood-red.

At this moment, he is like the artillery, as long as he gently flicks the fuse, it will explode immediately.

In the Sea Clan camp, a golden old turtle was tiptoeing, his eyes were blind there, looking at the crisp chest of the Colorful Immortal Emperor for a while, and seeing if the patriarch had died on the battlefield for a while.

The old turtle was the most gossipy, and he said: "Hold the grass, is the patriarch going to transform again, you see him trembling there, his eyes are red, and he looks so fierce." When he said this, he looked at the Colorful Immortal Emperor from the corner of his eye, and he also wiped a handful of saliva very exaggeratedly, like that, how obscene it is, how obscene it is.

"Don't talk nonsense, when the patriarch comes back to celebrate, if you are stewed to replenish your body, at that time, don't blame us for not reminding you. The Giant Whale Emperor couldn't stand this old turtle and threatened him.

Very useful, frightened the old turtle's neck straightened, slapped the turtle shell with a bang, and said that he was a die-hard fan of the patriarch, and he would never abandon him, and he would always follow him left and right, and accompany it to the end of his life...... And then, he chattered and said hundreds of sycophants.

Mermaid Emperor ...... , walked away directly, didn't want to get too close to him, felt ashamed, too undignified.

The Colorful Immortal Emperor and the Giant Whale Emperor shook their heads with disgusted expressions, and then they followed in the footsteps of the Mermaid Emperor, leaving him alone in the wind.