Chapter 166 The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and a defeat was like a mountain!
"You, you, you......"
Mo Huan's originally bright and moving face gradually stiffened, and her beautiful eyes seemed to have a different color in an instant.
She glanced at Lin Qing covertly, feeling for the first time that she had brought him into this Northern Great Asura Demon Sect, and seeing that he had no worries, no one knew the characteristics of his heels, what an extremely stupid act it was to pull him into her chessboard!
Yes, it's stupid!
Mo Huan, the Holy Maiden of the Northern Demon Sect, has now regretted it in her heart!
Although he knew that if he made a move now, he would bring down this self-righteous "Holy Son", it would definitely be a slap in the face of his own demon sect, which would make everyone who was concerned about this matter laugh off their big teeth.
But the matter has come to this point, and this "Holy Son" must not be allowed to continue to guide public opinion here!
If this continues, her Demon Sect will be in danger!
A mere miscellaneous fish in the acquired realm actually dared to make a big statement on the altar of the demon god Shura of their Northern Demon Sect, she definitely wanted this person to know what the rules of the Demon Sect were!
Vaguely, Mo Huan's eyes were empty and blank, but he kept looking in the direction of Lin Qing, as if Lin Qing's figure was reflected in his eyes.
The strange thing was that Lin Qing was only clearly reflected in her eyes, but everything around Lin Qing, even the towering altar, hundreds of Demon Sect disciples, and the huge karst cave did not appear in his eyes.
And in the depths of her eyes, there was a deep black drowning, like a nine deep abyss, it looked as if Lin Qing had fallen alone into an endless abyss, sinking forever, unable to be freed!
"You're good......"
In front of everyone's eyes, her hands seemed to form an incomprehensible Dharma Determination Handprint, and countless blood-colored silk threads rippled out from her body, densely covering the surroundings, some rare and dense.
It seemed to be completely reunited with the demon god statue behind Lin Qing, and he was one with God.
Countless "silk threads" are specific and subtle, but they are all held in the hand by Mo Huan, used as blood ink for painting, and then splashed straight away from the fingers, forming a piece of demonic seal inscriptions that exude ferocity, killing, and slaughter.
In the end, these countless Demon Dao seals, which symbolized the destruction of the slaughter, were directly merged into one in her hands, and there was a void and reality, becoming a bloody sword that stirred up the bloody wind and rain in the world, and stirred up the blood of the earth like a sea!
It was vaguely visible that the blood-eyed divine sword in the hand of this holy woman was almost the same as the Shura god statue behind Lin Qing, and a sword weapon among the six arms!
There was no dialogue, no explanation, and even the little bit of blood that was sprinkled by the brilliant blood of this volume, she didn't care.
A blood-colored sword light seemed to spread around aimlessly. But everywhere the sword light went, everything also dimmed, except for the scenery more and more blurred, and the sound of wind and thunder seemed to come from the distant sky, becoming weaker and more inaudible.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a little blood-colored eye on this sword light opened, and the entire huge karst cave became more and more of a vast desert and a sense of emptiness, and the surrounding environment was becoming more and more like a secluded abyss!
And as the main focus of this sword light, the pressure that Lin Qing is under now is even enough to make anyone have no hope for his "life"!
"It turned out to be the inheritance of our Northern Demon Sect's 'Shura Blood Eye Sword', and Her Highness the Holy Maiden actually carried it with her at all times!!"
"With this inheritance real weapon in hand, even those peerless masters of the Grandmaster's True Form Realm may not be able to get anything cheap from the hands of the Holy Maiden, this 'Holy Son' is just the acquired realm, the gap between the two is like the difference between the two and the cloud and mud, I really can't imagine how this "fake thing" can be turned over!! ”
"It's just a pity that this real weapon was cut off by Tianfeng and Jinlong three hundred years ago, and it is not as first-class as the "real weapon" since then.
In the past few hundred years, our Northern Demon Sect has used a large amount of purple gold, red gold, mixed hardware and meteoric iron as materials, drawing volcanic lava, the power of heavenly thunder and lightning, and forging it with earth fire and heavenly fire, and it is not easy to recover most of its vitality.
But who would have thought that three months ago, when the Dharma King participated in the opening ceremony held by the 'Five Phoenix Gate', he would suffer a big loss from the old man of the golden dragon! The "Shura Sword" almost fell apart, not to mention, even the Dharma King himself......
Hey, if the Shura Sword is complete, even if it is a Holy Fetus master, it will be enough to protect itself! ”
The Holy Maiden of the Northern Demon Sect in the Innate Realm held a religious inheritance artifact that had been passed down from ancient times and even incorporated into a small piece of corpse of the Extraterritorial Supreme Heavenly Demon.
They can't imagine such a matching martial arts and power, if it is really displayed, what kind of unimaginable power it will be!
In other words, under such force, this "Holy Son" who was so ashamed that they didn't even dare to breathe was so angry that he didn't even dare to breathe, he was really a local chicken and a dog, and he didn't even have the ability to block a little!!
Although the Holy Maiden of Mohuan is now showing her hand here, it directly represents the tearing of the skin between the Holy Maiden and the Holy Son.
It also represents a farce made by her before, and now it is ended by her own hands,
But power is never illusory, and the Holy Maiden of Mo Huan has such power, even if she kills the Holy Son she chose in front of everyone.
Could it be that the people present could still stand up and embarrass the Holy Son for whom they didn't know anyone, and even the name of the Holy Maiden told them by the Holy Maiden?
Even if the Holy Maiden chops Lin Qing into a lump of paste now, and then pushes out a "Holy Son", they have to raise their hands and feet in favor together!
"Ladies and gentlemen, I tell you in the name of the Holy Maiden of the Northern Demon Cult. This Holy Son is not in line with my intention to teach the demon god Shura, so he is now a pseudo-......"
Suddenly, Mo Huan was stunned, and her righteous words made the entire cave echo with her righteous and awe-inspiring voice.
"Smack!"
Lin Qing's five fingers were like five mountains, and it was under her unbelievable gaze that she steadily sandwiched her sword with a sword that shattered the boundless Shura Bloody Eye Sword.
With a stretch of his left hand, it seemed to block Mo Huan's Shura killing move in an instant, and there were four hundred and seventy-three changes in his moves, forcing Mo Huan to stretch out his left hand in the same way, and directly and lightly slapped Lin Qing in mid-air.
The crisp applause resounded through the cave.
There was not a trace of abnormality, there was no trace of qi revealed, and there was no broken wall after the sword qi erupted, as if they really just applauded lightly before!
But...... How is this possible!
All the demon disciples and demon grandchildren cheered and whispered in admiration, and their sincere admiration became flammable, explosive, and fragile porcelain.
In just an instant, I don't know how many pieces have been broken!
"Of course I'm fine. Girl, do you just want to applaud me? What did you just want to say? Could you please say it again?
Look, these people are waiting to see what you want to say in the last sentence? Don't you have anything to say?
In other words, don't you want to hear what Her Highness wants to say about me as a hypocrisy? ”
Lin Qing looked down at these demon sons and demons present, the warm smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be like washing people's hearts, but for a moment, everyone present shook their heads in unison, and they didn't even have the courage to listen to half a word!
"Your Highness, I beg you to say no more! The old man still wants to live a few more days, I will kowtow to you now! ”
"Holy Son, I have a dagger of Ugin, which sharpens iron like clay, and is not stained with blood. If you want to cut off this's clever tongue, I'll give it with both hands now! ”
"Your Highness the Holy Maiden, this is the natal demon god in her heart, and she has gone mad, so she will be full of nonsense.
Such a person is obviously no longer qualified for the noble profession of a saint. That's why I propose, we should abolish Mo Huan's Holy Maiden title now, and let you, the Holy Son, personally preside over it, and choose a 'Holy Maiden' for our Northern Demon Sect?" ”
"The world is like chess, fate continues, what can I do? Ask for your own hardship! Big brother, how did you find such a peerless figure to be your stand-in, our Northern Demon Sect...... It's over! Poof......"
Inside the cave, in an instant, this Northern Demon Sect Holy Maiden Mo Huan was pushed by the wall.
Looking at Lin Qingfang's completely overlapping figure with the Shura Demon God behind him, the unity of gods and man, one couldn't help it, and a mouthful of blood burst out of his heart!