Chapter 147: A Green Lotus Destroys Ten Thousand Evils

Seeing that Hua Yiran really walked out of the protection range of the formation by himself and appeared outside Qianbao Mountain. The four Great Venerables were pleasantly surprised one by one, and the Grand Venerable of the Thousand Treasure Palace really couldn't stand their agitation, and he walked out stupidly.

"Haha, idiot! Without the protection of the formation, I will kill you like a chicken. Zhu Xing Dazun laughed, and stopped behind Hua Yiran with a flash, and he went back more.

Chen Yuanshui, who was about to leave, paused, and looked in the direction of Qianbao Mountain in surprise, the great venerable of Qianbao Palace actually didn't hide well, but ran out by himself. Isn't that looking for death, there are four great venerables outside, and one of them is still a star venerable on the continent's honor list.

In an instant, Chen Yuanshui became excited, and he was very honored to be able to witness the fall of a great venerable.

"Stupid fellow, give me death. ”

The Blood Lord's Great Venerable was the first to make a move, and a great venerable power that connected to the heavens and the abyss erupted from him, and eight rivers of blood suddenly appeared in the sky, each of which was like a real river Rolling blood waves swept away, exuding a strong smell of blood.

Eight rivers of blood seemed to be eight huge tentacles that wrapped around Hua, directly blocking the heavens and the earth, and the eight directions of the universe.

"Eight Blood River Techniques!"

Several gasping voices sounded in the War Spear City, the Eight Blood River Technique is the supreme secret technique of the Blood Demon Sect, once it is cast, even if the Great Venerable faces it, it will change color.

The Blood Demon Sect was and is also a Holy Rank Sect, and there have been saints born, and the legend of the Eight Blood River Sects is a holy art, and the strongest state can be integrated into the rules of the Heaven and Earth Blood River Holy Dao, destroying the heavens and the earth with one blow, and the sky is full of blood.

Of course, only a sage can cultivate the eight Blood River Techniques to the highest level of legend, and although the peerless Great Venerable can also cultivate, he can only cultivate a little bit of skin.

Of course, just the skin is terrifying. If you don't practice the same level of desolation, even Dazun won't dare to take it hard.

The Blood Owl Great Venerable came up and performed the Eight Blood River Techniques, obviously not ready to give the Great Venerable of the Thousand Treasures Palace any chance.

"Insect carving skills. ”

Hua Yiran said lightly, his five fingers stretched out from his sleeves and turned into five Heavenly Divine Swords, and the endless sword intent erupted from his five fingers, violently penetrating the heavens and the earth, directly crushing all the eight blood rivers in the sky, and the famous eight blood river techniques were simply vulnerable.

The blood owl's body shook, and he suddenly fell backwards thousands of feet, his eyes full of horror. His robe was cut into tatters by the invisible sword qi, and he was embarrassed, and a sword intent even broke through his body's protective defense, directly burrowing into his body, constantly causing damage to his body, in the face of that razor-sharp and indestructible sword intent, no matter how strong his strength was, he was helpless.

"It's so strong!"

The Blood Owl Dazun gasped, before the Demon Heart Saint Monarch said that the Great Venerable of the Thousand Treasure Palace was very strong, not an ordinary Great Venerable, he still didn't believe it, but now he finally believed it.

"Sword cultivation? ”

Zhu Xing Dazun squinted his eyes slightly and looked at Hua Yiran with interest. In the Taihuang World, sword cultivation is a very powerful type of cultivator, they are dedicated to cultivating swordsmanship, integrating all the essence and spirit into the sword intent, and finally turning the technique into the Tao, and they are invincible with every move.

All successful sword cultivators are extremely terrifying, and they are usually far stronger than ordinary monks in the same realm.

The Great Venerable of the Thousand Treasure Palace turned out to be a sword cultivator, no wonder the Holy Monarch attached so much importance to it.

"What about sword cultivation, there is more than one kendo master who has been defeated in my hands. Where the star is located, the sword venerable retreats. ”

Zhu Xing said lightly, and there was a boundless arrogance between his eyebrows that disregarded the world.

"Oh! You're confident. Among all the Sword Dao Venerables in the world, only one person is qualified to be called Sword Venerable. Although Hua is confident, he doesn't dare to call himself a sword venerable, but it is more than enough to kill you. ”

Hua Yiran said indifferently, in his eyes, the title of Sword Venerable was an incomparably noble term, and it was not that those so-called Sword Dao Venerables were qualified to be called Sword Venerable.

Sword Venerable! should be the first sword cultivator under the sage.

"Kill me, old thing, you don't know who I am. Zhu Xing smiled coldly, his eyes full of mockery and disdain.

"The old man is not interested in knowing who you are, so let's shoot the four of you together. Don't waste time, after killing you, the old man will rush back to continue to practice kendo. ”

The kendo-like teachings taught by his master were so profound and profound that they were unparalleled in the world, and they simply opened a door for him that had never been seen before. That door was the door to the true path of the Sword Saint, and he never imagined that one day he would be so close to the way of the Sword Saint, and the flame that had been extinguished in his heart would burn again.

He no longer had any interest in wasting time on the four great deities, and while the little inspiration passed down to him by his master had not completely dissipated, he had to rush back to continue his retreat after killing people.

The four great venerables, including Zhu Xing, didn't expect Hua Yiran to be so arrogant, and they didn't take them seriously at all.

"Old thing, since you're looking for death......"

Zhu Xing Dazun couldn't bear it anymore and decided to personally step on the arrogant enemy in front of him.

However, before he finished speaking, Hua Yiran had already made a move.

A brilliant green lotus suddenly appeared in the void, the green lotus was delicate and lifelike, with crystal dew drops hanging on it, it seemed to be really a delicate lotus flower drilled out of the water.

As soon as this green lotus appeared, the entire sky fell silent in all directions, everything was still, the void froze, and only the green lotus was slowly rotating.

"No!

Zhu Xing Dazun's body stiffened, his pupils dilated, and he looked at the many green lotuses with panic, as if he saw some peerless demon.

An unprecedented sense of crisis emerged from the depths of his heart, that feeling could not be described, he had cultivated for so many years, and for the first time he felt that death was so close to him, as if death was already beckoning to him.

Not only Zhu Xing, but also the other three Great Venerables.

The most terrible force in the world is the power of the heart, and the most terrible pressure is also the pressure in the heart.

The four Peerless Masters felt the fear of death almost at the same moment, and there was no reason for that.

That green lotus looked ordinary, and there was nothing special at all, but the fear in the depths of her heart couldn't be suppressed at all.

Such a strange thing has never been experienced by several great venerables.

Escape!

Almost without any hesitation, he turned around and fled.

However, when they were about to escape, the four Great Venerables suddenly found that their bodies had frozen in the void and could not move at all. No matter how many thoughts are in my head, I turn around a thousand times, but my body just doesn't listen to commands.

When Qinglian rotated to the ninth circle, the brilliant blue light suddenly exploded, enveloping the heavens and the earth, and the whole world instantly lost its voice, leaving only an endless cyan brilliance in its pupils.

"No!"

Zhu Xing Dazun screamed in horror and kept struggling. Bathed in the blue light, he felt that his body was dissolving, his blood and desolate qi were also dissolving, and even his soul was dissolving.

The bloodline and physique of the demon god, which he once regarded as proud, are as fragile as a piece of paper at this moment.

He struggled, but in the end he was left with despair.