"What? That woman is a half-immortal of the Divine Dao, impossible, this is impossible. Mei Niang stared at the roaring sea of blood at the feet of Mi Ziyan, and carefully looked at the countless evil ghosts floating in the sea of blood, and the red cliff illusion of the fourth master of the mirage began to shake and gradually cracked.

The crackling tearing sound reached the ears of Zhang Qingyang and others, and all the warships had cracks, and soon some warships could not withstand the power of the sea of blood and sank, and the Dongwu warriors summoned by the fourth master of the mirage were dragged into the sea of blood one by one by the evil ghosts in the sea of blood.

"This is clearly a realm secret technique, and only a half-immortal of the magic path can comprehend and have enough spiritual power to use the realm secret technique. Although Zhang Qingyang did not directly point out that Mi Ziyan was a half-immortal in the Dao of Magic, the meaning of Zhang Qingyang's words could not be more obvious, Mi Ziyan used the secret technique of the Blood Sea Realm, and her cultivation of the Dao of Half-Immortal can be said to be a sure thing.

"That's right, I can feel that the crazy woman is a half-immortal. The Fourth Master of the Mirage opened his mouth and said, his voice was serious, and it was undoubtedly like a thunderbolt in everyone's ears, which shook everyone's hearts.

Half-immortal, this is half-immortal, there hasn't been a half-immortal on the magic path for many years. The Shusheng is already a cultivator who can cross the rivers and lakes and meet opponents, and above the Shusheng is the half-immortal of the Shudao.

Don't look at it, there is only one cultivation realm, but in terms of strength, it is a world of difference in the real sense.

Shudao is a half-immortal, although it is only a half-immortal, but since it is stained with an immortal word, it is naturally extraordinary. Entering the cultivation of the half-immortal of the Dao of Magic, the spiritual power in the dantian can be said to be a qualitative improvement. Below the half-immortal, even if the spiritual power in the dantian of the cultivation of the sage is only a mass of qi, but it is a lot more than the usual warlock, and it is difficult to support the use of some forbidden methods that consume spiritual power, and the spiritual power in the half-immortal cultivation dantian is already condensed, just like water vapor into water, condensing water into ice, this is the formation of the golden pill in Taoist practice.

The half-immortal already has enough spiritual power, and has realized his own secret law realm, it can be said that he has begun to break away from the realm of mortals, more like land immortals, and the warlocks who have reached the rumored cultivation of magic immortals have the power to slay demons and kill gods.

"Didn't you say that after the Kunlun Fengtian War two thousand years ago, the Heavenly Dao sent down a punishment for no more magical immortals? Could it be that the rumors of these two thousand years are still false?" Mei Niang still said in disbelief.

The legend that has been passed down on the rivers and lakes for many years, thousands of years ago, the art was at its peak, and the eight magic immortals were born under the leadership of a mysterious person to Kunlun with the intention of cutting down the sky, but in the end it failed, the mysterious person was nowhere to be found, and the eight magic immortals were punished by the heavenly way as evil gods and sealed in the eight extreme yin places. The punishment of the warlock sent down by the Heavenly Dao not only made the warlock suffer the curse of the five evils and three deficiencies, but also made the status of the warlock fall under the control of the underworld, and the most serious thing was to seal the Kunlun Secret Realm to recover the full spiritual power of the world, so that the warlock in the world no longer had the possibility of impacting the magic immortals.

"This legend must be true, because since Kunlun cut the sky, the aura in the world has become thinner and thinner, and there is no magic immortal who can step through the void on the rivers and lakes, and even hundreds of years before an amazing warlock predecessor can enter the realm of the magic path and a half-immortal. Zhang Qingyang's eyes had a bit of yearning in his eyes, but he quickly sighed and continued: "These Dao seniors finally spent their lives wanting to enter the realm of the Dao of Magic and break the curse of the Heavenly Dao. ”

Zhang Qingyang glanced at Mei Niang meaningfully: "But none of them succeeded, and in the end they could only die with regrets, alas, five disadvantages and three shortcomings, this is the fate of a warlock." ”

Mei Niang remembered the five disadvantages and three shortcomings that made the warlock talk about the tiger's color, and her eyes were also sad.

Five disadvantages and three deficiencies, the so-called five disadvantages "widowhood, widowhood, loneliness, loneliness, and disability." ”。 To put it bluntly, the three deficiencies are "wealth, life, and power". Zhang Qingyang, Mei Niang and Mu Qingyi and other people who practice magic can't escape the curse of this heavenly way, how many ancestors of the magic path are mostly hated and even died tragically, no one can break it for thousands of years, and the grief is very great.

Talking about the five disadvantages and three shortcomings, Zhang Qingyang peeked at Mu Ziyi intentionally or unintentionally, Mei Niang saw Zhang Qingyang's sad eyes and felt a little distressed, Mu Ziyi was also keenly aware of Zhang Qingyang's eyes, but she was still expressionless, but she felt some tingling in her heart, feeling like she had lost something.

"Then why can Mi Ziyan be able to reach the realm of a half-immortal in the final realm?" Mei Niang saw that the atmosphere was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly asked Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang then withdrew his eyes and glanced at Mi Ziyan's side, Mi Ziyan's side had already broken eighty percent of the Mirage's Chibi Illusion, and only a few battlefields and Dongwu warriors were still resisting stubbornly.

Zhang Qingyang glanced at Mi Ziyan jealously, groaned for a while and said in a low voice: "You forgot, when did Mi Ziyan come from?"

Mei Niang's body was shocked, and under Zhang Qingyang's reminder, Mei Niang finally remembered that Mi Ziyan was not a person of today's era at all, she was a woman from Chu more than 2,000 years ago, she was a woman who won the government of the first emperor through the ages, and the era in which Mi Ziyan lived was not the era of flourishing magic and abundant spiritual power?

"Don't talk about anything half-immortal, not half-immortal, I can't stand it, fourth master, the wind is blowing. The fourth master of the mirage shouted.

Everyone looked at Mi Ziyan, Mi Ziyan split the last battlefield with a knife, and the warship and the Dongwu soldiers on the ship struggled and were pulled off the warship by the evil ghosts in the sea of blood, and in a blink of an eye, they were completely submerged in the sea of blood.

The Chibi Fantasy of the Fourth Master of the Demon Mirage is still not fought in the blood sea realm of Mi Ziyan, and it has been completely broken.

"Now it's your turn, I can already smell the scent of your blood. Qi Ziyan stretched out her tongue and licked her blood-like red lips, and said excitedly.

The evil ghosts in the sea of blood roared when they heard Qi Ziyan say this, in their eyes, Zhang Qingyang and the others had such a high level of cultivation, it was simply the best blood food, especially those women, their skin was so smooth and tender, as blood food, it was simply the most tempting delicacy in the world.

"Withdraw, retreat to the main hall. Zhang Qingyang immediately spoke, and several people immediately retreated to the top of the main hall.

"Want to escape?" Qi Ziyan raised the short knife and chased after it, and the sea of blood under her feet began to spread towards the top of the main hall with Qi Ziyan's movements.

Zhang Qingyang saw that there was no way to avoid it, so he simply pulled out the Chengying Sword and faced Qi Ziyan.

"It's good, blood magic, blood demon out" Qi Ziyan waved the short knife in her hand into the sea of blood, and countless evil ghosts condensed into a blood demon with a head tentacle several feet tall, holding a large outrageous tiger head knife and slashing at Zhang Qingyang.

Zhang Qingyang blocked with a horizontal sword, but the heavy blow of the blood demon made his body fall rapidly, and countless evil ghosts stretched out their hands and prepared to pull Zhang Qingyang in.

"Don't. Mei Niang shouted in shock, as if she had seen the tragic image of Zhang Qingyang buried in a sea of blood, and closed her eyes in despair.

Mu Ziyi also chuckled in his heart, and a tear that was not easy to detect slowly flowed from the corner of his left eye, and that tear was the nemesis of Taishang's forgetfulness, the tears of love.

Mu Ziyi's Taishang forgot his feelings and cultivated it, and it was broken.

"Fourth Master, help me!" Zhang Qingyang shouted loudly to stabilize his body in mid-air, and shouted out to the Fourth Master of the Mirage to come out to help.

I saw a burst of white mist erupting from Zhang Qingyang's waist, and instantly turned into a demon mirage several feet long at Zhang Qingyang's feet, which was the body of the fourth mirage, and steadily caught Zhang Qingyang's falling body.

"Oh, what's interesting?" Qi Ziyan didn't rush to make a move, and looked at the fourth demon master who could resist evil ghosts in the sea of blood with great interest.

"Little demon brother, why are you willing to help him a little mortal warlock, I think you might as well follow your sister, I have a way for you to cultivate back to your physical body. Qi Ziyan said.

"Little demon, your fourth master is more than a thousand years old. The fourth master of the demon mirage was called a little demon by Mi Ziyan, and said unhappily.

Mi Ziyan smiled enchantingly and said, "My sister has lived for more than 2,000 years, so it's not too much to call you a little demon brother." ”

Only then did the fourth master realize that the woman in front of him was a person from more than 2,000 years ago, hundreds of years older than himself.

Thinking of this, the fourth master of the mirage gritted his teeth and replied: "It's not too much." ”

Mi Ziyan couldn't help but smile and said, "Then in this case, you come over here, and you will follow my sister in the future." ”

"I'm sorry, I can't be humiliated. "The fourth master of the demon mirage has a bit of backbone this time.

"A good soldier can be killed, and the blood demon killed them. Seeing that the fourth master of the demon mirage dared to refuse her, the smile on her face suddenly disappeared, and with a short knife, the blood demon couldn't wait to swing the knife and cut it away.

"You crazy woman turns her face faster than you turn a book. The Fourth Master of the Demon Mirage muttered, dragging Zhang Qingyang to move quickly in the sea of blood, dodging the attack of the Blood Demon.

Zhang Qingyang's body is agile, and he easily dodged the tiger head knife in the blood demon's hand several times, although the Chengying Sword in his hand can block the blood demon's tiger head knife, but the Chengying Sword can't play any role in Zhang Qingyang's hands, and it can't hurt the blood demon at all.

Zhang Qingyang saw that this was not a solution, and reached out and took out a handful of exorcism charms from his sleeve and threw them into the mouth of the blood demon and read: "Heaven meets the door, subdue the demon immortals, destroy the demons and destroy the evil, the eagle dog takes the lead, the two generals hear the call, stand in front of the altar, follow the law and follow the order, the divine power of the emperor declares, the demons and ten thousand ghosts, the battle is uncovered, the holy power of the Taishang, the vast and boundless, and the law of the Northern Emperor is urgent!!"

An exorcism charm hit the blood demon, and suddenly crackled with a burst of golden light, and the blood demon's body was full of arcs of fire, although it did not seriously hurt the blood demon, but it also made the blood demon retreat in pain.

"Ahh

"Evil ghosts take souls?" Zhang Qingyang quickly realized that something was wrong and said silently in his heart: "Cold for thousands of years, everything is still quiet, the mind is quiet, I am alone, the heart and mind are one, the qi should follow each other, if there is more than one other, all changes are not shocked, no ignorance, no desire, no desire, no abandonment, no self." ”

After a few times of the heart purification mantra, Zhang Qingyang recovered.

Seeing that the evil ghost snatching the soul was useless to Zhang Qingyang, the blood demon roared again, and thrust the tiger head knife into the sea of blood, the entire sea of blood began to roll and boil, and a sea of blood cage covered Zhang Qingyang inside, and Zhang Qingyang, who saw it, couldn't break free for a while.

"Die!" The blood demon finally found the right time to slash at Zhang Qingyang in the blood sea cage mercilessly, if that knife hit, Zhang Qingyang would be here to explain.

Zhang Qingyang's face was solemn, and he slowly inserted the Chengying Sword back into its scabbard.

"Zhang Qingyang, are you crazy?" Seeing Zhang Qingyang's move, Mei Niang scolded anxiously.

As soon as Zhang Qingyang's hand was placed on the hilt of the sword, a dazzling sword light was released, and the blood sea cage was split at once.

With a snap, the Blood Demon's tiger head knife fell to the ground and shattered in half, and the Blood Demon's body slowly fell backwards without a sound.

"What?" Mei Niang and Mu Ziyi exclaimed at the same time, they didn't expect Zhang Qingyang to have such a powerful secret technique.

"Drawing swordsmanship, interesting, you little baby is very good. Qi Ziyan's eyes shrank, and she saw that what Zhang Qingyang used was the lost secret technique of swordsmanship.

Zhang Qingyang gasped and didn't answer.

"However, I don't know how many times you can use your sword drawing technique, the sea of blood is still there, and the blood demon will not disappear. Mi Ziyan said with an evil smile.

"What?" Zhang Qingyang reacted quickly, his body fell forward, but the tiger head knife behind him had already been cut over, and Zhang Qingyang's back was cut out of a big hole, often oozing blood.

As soon as everyone saw it, the blood demon who had just fallen down was standing behind Zhang Qingyang intact at some point, and even the tiger head knife had been restored to its original state.

Zhang Qingyang took a deep breath and was about to use the sword drawing technique.

There was a loud bang, and everyone's figures staggered, and the pungent smell of gunpowder wafted over.

"What, who fired the cannon?"