The blood-colored sword light was as thick as blood, and the clear sword was as clear as water.

The two sword lights were staggered and fused, but the blood-colored sword light became thicker and thicker.

Lan Changan knew very well that it was not that his swordsmanship was strong, but that the blood-drinking sword was too strong. This evil sword, which has sacrificed tens of millions of people in blood, is extremely evil after receiving the blessing of the god lord.

The Blood Drinking Sword didn't even need Lan Changan to operate, it could operate on its own.

No matter how high Gao Xuan's sword technique is on the opposite side and how wonderful the sword intent is, the blood-drinking sword can be easily resolved.

The Blood Drinking Sword is like a ghost hiding in it, not only can it attack with a sword, but it can also resist Gao Xuan's sword intent.

Although Lan Changan is a sword-wielder, he is a sword weapon. However, Lan Changan didn't care about this.

He had no interest in individual battles at all. After all, he is three hundred years old, and he has lost the fighting impulse of his youth.

Until now, Lan Changan only hopes to live forever and enjoy his current life all the time.

For this purpose, he sacrificed his wife and daughter. To do this, he traveled to other planets and killed tens of millions of people.

The huge strength of the Lan family allows him to do evil wantonly.

Lan Changan didn't care about this, as long as he could live, what if he killed more people.

Anyway, there are countless people in this world. He can kill as many as he wants. For a huge alliance, the death of tens of millions of people does not have any impact at all.

Lan Changan never thought that he would meet a stunned young man like Gao Xuan.

Gao Xuan didn't kill Lan Changkong and Lan Guangheng, he still had to run to his house to kill him.

Lan Changan has lived for hundreds of years, and he has never seen any scenes. But after saying a few words to Gao Xuan, he was furious.

No way, he really has never met this kind of person in his life. There is no such experience at all.

Lan Changan comforted himself so much, he always felt that something was wrong. It could also be that the Blood Drinking Sword was used too much, affecting his sanity.

The Blood Drinking Sword is very evil, and Lan Changan rarely uses it. This sword was used too much, and he always felt that he was going to become a slave to the sword.

It's just that Gao Xuan is too strong, and ordinary silver swordsmen will die with one sword.

Lan Changan also had no choice but to urge the strongest state of the Blood Drinking Sword.

The Blood-Drinking Sword was indeed powerful, and it quickly suppressed Gao Xuan. Occupy a huge advantage in the situation.

But Gao Xuan's clear sword light is too smart, and although the blood-drinking sword is strong, he can't seize the opportunity to win.

Seeing the head of the family fighting with Gao Xuan, many masters of the Lan family rushed to help.

Lanting Garden is the old nest of the Lan family, and there is a dungeon to worship the Lord of Blood.

Many Lan family masters are cultivating in the underground palace.

Often blood sacrifices to the Lord of Blood, there is a special divine power in the underground palace. Even absorbing a trace of it is also very beneficial to cultivation.

For masters, this is also the most practical benefit.

Over the years, there have been more and more masters of the Lan family, thus essentially overpowering the Xiao family, which is also the reason.

Including Lan Tiancheng and Lan Tianshou, although they did not worship the evil gods, they enjoyed the resources that could only be given by many gods, and they could naturally far surpass their peers.

It's just that Lan Tiancheng is stubborn and resists the Lord of Blood. He actually gave up on himself.

In Lan Changan's opinion, this son is really useless.

Lan Changan didn't need to think about how to use the sword, and somehow thought of his unsuccessful son.

At this time, two more Lan family silver swordsmen were killed by Gao Xuan. The heads of the two men exploded at the same time, and the flying flesh and blood made the blood light of the blood-drinking sword even better.

Lan Chang'an suddenly woke up in his heart, no, if this continues, the elite of the Lan family will be killed by Gao Xuan.

In fact, within two minutes of the battle between the two sides, nine Lan family silver swordsmen had already been killed. The swordsman level doesn't know how many to kill.

"You did it on purpose!"

Lan Changan figured it out, didn't Gao Xuan encircle the point to send reinforcements!

They will surround him and kill him, and whoever comes to the rescue will kill him.

"You've finally figured it out. ”

Gao Xuan said a little regretfully: "It's a little late." All of your Lan family masters have been killed. ”

"Damn, shit, shit!"

Lan Changan's eyes were full of blood, the killing intent in his heart became stronger and stronger, and the whole person became extremely irritable.

The blood-drinking sword also revealed black and red, and the sword light carried an incomparably evil meaning.

The sword intent of the Blood-Drinking Sword was like a rotting corpse, with a foul stench and a strong smell of death.

When Gao Xuan saw Lan Changan like that, he knew that this person was finished!

Relying on the power of the evil god to forcibly continue his life, the spiritual level has been eroded by the divine power of the evil god.

The evil sword of the Blood Drinking Sword has an evil sword spirit inside, or a sword ghost. Anyway, there has always been a spiritual evil life.

Lan Changan is such a sword, his body and mind have been controlled by sword ghosts.

In fact, so many masters of the Lan family kept rushing up to send them to death, until most of them were lured by the blood-drinking sword.

If the master of the Lan family is sane, it is impossible for a few people to take the initiative to come over.

This is the biggest problem with believing in evil gods, and people will soon be eroded by evil divine power and slowly lose their minds.

Even if the person has not changed, in fact, the soul and heart have become another life.

This kind of transformation is not evolution, but the loss of one's own spiritual foundation. Spiritually, this person is dead.

"It's time to finish. ”

Gao Xuan raised his sword and slashed at the blood-drinking sword, and the powerful sword qi surged down like a heavenly river.

The blood-drinking sword sank, and the sword light as thick as blood shattered.

Lan Changan, who was holding a sword to block, couldn't withstand the pressure even if he held the sword with both hands, and the blade of the sword was suddenly pressed to a position at shoulder level.

Lan Changan's knees couldn't bear the pressure, and the whole person knelt in front of Gao Xuan.

The ground was also blasted out of a large crater by the force that fell from him. The surging sword qi continued to spread, shattering the surrounding bamboo forests and small pavilions.

A huge pit appeared in the center of Lan Chang'an, and the sword qi radiated in a ring, leaving deep traces on the ground.

Lan Changan's face behind the transparent mask was already covered with sweat.

Zhan Ruoqiushui Hongyi Sword was pressed down by a minute, but he couldn't stop it.

The blood-drinking sword was also dissipated by the blood light, turning into an ordinary crimson long sword.

Lan Changan never wanted to die, and with this breath, he gritted his teeth and stiffened.

"You see, it's useless for you to believe in evil gods, and if you die, he won't be able to save you. ”

Gao Xuan said slowly: "You might as well believe me." I'll be happy and spare your life. ”

He is not pretending to be there, and the blood-drinking sword is never easy to deal with.

The sword intent of the water sky continued to flow, and the surging sword qi was like an angry wave, one higher than the other.

Even so, it can't directly defeat the Blood Drinking Sword.

On Taurus, Gao Xuan is also limited by the source force environment. His ninety-six-degree source power is actually far higher than the Blood Drinking Sword. At this time, he can only be patient and grind hard with the other party.

Of course, no matter how strong the Blood Drinking Sword is, it can't last long.

Lan Changan will die, but Lan Changan is in this state, and after death, he is afraid that he will activate the sword ghost. That's the problem.

Gao Xuan's actions were also deliberately dissipating the power of the Blood Drinking Sword.

Lan Changan didn't understand Gao Xuan's thoughts, he only thought that the other party was deliberately torturing him. He had the heart to beg for mercy, but in this case, he simply did not have the strength to say a word.

He could only plead with Gao Xuan with his eyes.

Seeing Lan Changan's appearance, Gao Xuan became more and more disdainful. This man's blood sacrifice to others is very happy, but when he arrives, he is afraid of death.

"I wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn and not say a soft word. What a man. ”

Hearing Gao Xuan say this, Lan Changan's eyes were full of panic, and he even revealed pity and weakness.

The Hongyi sword suddenly sank and swept away, and Lan Changan's head flew up in the clear sword light.

Lan Changan's body did not bleed, and the blood-drinking sword in his hand turned into a touch of blood light and integrated into Lan Changan's body.

After a pause, Lan Changan's headless body turned into a ball of blood and flew into the sky.

The blood light swept Lan Changan's head in a flash, and he disappeared without a trace.

The smile on Gao Xuan's face was gone, and there was indeed a ghost in the blood-drinking sword.

Lan Changan is dead, but the blood-drinking sword will be resurrected through Lan Changan's body. That's the big problem.

Fortunately, the sword ghost in the blood-drinking sword is also a spiritual life, and the emotional response is very strong. Lan Changan was so easily angry, in fact, he was affected by the sword ghost, but he didn't know it.

Gao Xuan always stimulated Lan Changan with words, and he discovered this quality of the sword ghost.

The sword ghost's spirituality is too strong, and his mood swings will also give feedback to the Heavenly Demon Relic. Gao Xuan could easily distinguish the sword ghost from other spiritual spirits.

Through the Heavenly Demon Relic, Gao Xuan had already locked the other party's position.

The blood light that the sword ghost turned into went directly to the underground palace deep underground.

Because of the divine power of the Blood Lord, Gao Xuan's spiritual power could not penetrate the underground palace. If he didn't have the Heavenly Demon Relic Lock, it would be difficult for him to track down the Sword Ghost.

Now, it's much easier.

It seems that the sword ghost is making contact with the Lord of Blood, or performing some kind of ritual. He had a very strong mental reaction.

Gao Xuan didn't have the blueprints of the dungeon, and the divine power blockade made it impossible for him to scan the right path.

But it doesn't matter, he has the Hongyi Sword.

Gao Xuan locked the position of the sword ghost, and directly raised his sword to slash, and the clear sword light cut a bottomless sword mark on the ground.

Gao Xuan's sword went straight in, no matter what obstacles he encountered, he just slashed through with one sword.

Whether it is a thick ground or a variety of artificial building materials, they can be easily cut under the clear sword light.

The sword light stretched like water, and the place where it passed naturally separated a passage.

In the blink of an eye, Gao Xuan had already cut through the one-meter-thick metal exterior wall of the main hall and came to the center of the underground palace.

The temple is huge, several thousand square meters. In front of the huge bronze statue, there is a large deep pit.

The pit was covered in blood and looked like a red swimming pool.

Because the pit was very, very deep, Gao Xuan estimated that there were at least two thousand tons of blood here.

At this moment, the blood in the blood pool boiled like boiling water.

Gao Xuan stood next to the blood pool, and the bloody aura emitted by the transpiring blood was very strong. Ordinary people will be smoked unconscious when they smell it.

The smell of blood is not only unpleasant, but also highly poisonous.

However, for the believers of the Blood God Society. The smell of blood is beneficial.

The Blood Drinking Sword swam in the depths of the blood pool, constantly absorbing power.

The Blood Drinking Sword also discovered Gao Xuan, and it dived into the depths of the blood pool.

Gao Xuan said to the pool of blood, "You want to use this blood to reshape your body?"

The Bloodthirsty Sword didn't answer, it didn't feel the need. When it reshapes its body, it will be able to slash Gao Xuan under the sword.

Gao Xuan sneered, and Tiangang's sword qi turned into a giant palm and slammed it down.

Thousands of tons of blood flew against the sky under the agitation of Tiangang's sword qi, and the blood pool was emptied in one fell swoop.

The blood-drinking sword hiding in the depths of the blood pool also showed its original form.

Lan Changan's head and body were already connected, and there was blood all over his body. The blood-drinking sword was on Lan Changan's right hand.

Lan Changan looked embarrassed, but his body exuded vitality. The young ones are like twenty-year-olds. Including his mental state, there is no such old twilight.

It's just that Lan Changan's eyes have turned red, and his mental fluctuations also exude a strange aura.

Lan Changan stared at Gao Xuan with red eyes, and he said to Gao Xuan with strong spiritual power: "Lan Changan is dead. I promise I won't trouble you. ”

"Just rely on you as an evil thing, guarantee a fart, are you qualified? ”

Gao Xuan replied to the sword ghost with his spiritual power, and the Hongyi sword in his hand also stabbed in front of the sword ghost at the same time.

The sword ghost drank blood with a sword in his hand, but he couldn't hold the Hongyi sword. The clear sword blade pierced straight into the sword ghost's eyebrows.

The sword ghost didn't blink its eyes, and it let out a wild laugh on the spiritual level: "I am an immortal, can you hurt me!"

"A low-level waste slag in negative space also dares to shout. ”

The Hongyi sword in Gao Xuan's hand condensed slightly, and the cold air instantly froze the sword ghost.

Then, Gao Xuan slowly opened his golden eyes, and the red golden flame light from the depths of his pupils suddenly jumped out.

The blazing blue and white lightning erupted violently, and the sword ghost's body collapsed into wisps of blood in an instant. The blue and white electric light grew stronger and stronger, engulfing all the wisps of blood light.

In the void, there was a terrible wail...... The swaying and dragging voice is elongated to the extreme and then becomes silent.