Looking in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion, many people looked dazed.

Then the sky was completely darkened.

And in that black scene, the rolling sea of blood kept surging.

In the sea of blood, there seem to be countless invisible tentacles, trying to grab everything that can be grabbed and drag it into the abyss.

Even just looking at it is extremely uncomfortable.

Many immortals had to close their five senses and meditate on the spot.

They didn't know what was going on, they just knew it was going to be something big.

Above the Tianshu Pavilion, Yeyang Immortal King's expression was still indifferent.

"That's the Seven-Star Blood Banner. ”

"The Blood Alliance has really been dispatched, and for this magic weapon to be launched, it will take at least seven Demon Venerables to work together. ”

This magic weapon is at the level of Immortal Venerable, and it can almost be regarded as a god blocking and killing a god.

But it doesn't threaten him, the immortal king.

"With this filthy magic weapon, the seventh-order immortal sword can't exert much power. ”

Ding Rui was surprised: "Is it so powerful that it's just a superb magic weapon, not an immortal treasure?"

Miao Yu also looked in that direction, and said lightly when he heard the words: "The power of the Seven Star Blood Banner is extremely great, but it is not enough to reach the immortal treasure. ”

"This treasure cannot be replaced, and it needs to be fixed to activate. ”

"Not only does it need to be arranged in advance, but it also needs to be sacrificed with blood. ”

"So with a little bit of caution, it's not so easy to step into. ”

Ding Rui couldn't help but shake his head when he heard this.

"The guy surnamed Jiang is too careless, he can be tricked, and he is completely looking for death. ”

As soon as his words fell, the direction of the City Lord's Mansion changed dramatically.

I saw that the sea of blood under the dark sky suddenly swept towards the sky, and the sky and earth were like a blood-red curtain.

Immediately after, the curtain shattered!

Countless purple flames and blood sea came out, burning the sea of blood to a thousand holes!

The flames spread rapidly, and more than a dozen figures could be faintly seen flickering in the sea of blood.

Ding Rui exclaimed: "What kind of ...... is this?"

Before he could react, the blood-red ocean turned a miserable white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That's a clash of rules.

The rules of blood represented by the Seven Star Blood Banner were completely crushed by the flames.

Crash!

The sea of blood completely collapsed, and the ten figures in the sky burst into flames.

"Ahh

"No ......"

The screams were terrible and loud, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Flutter!

The ashes fell, the firelight slowly faded, and the heaven and earth returned to their original clarity.

It only took a few seconds for everything to be calm again.

The previous great change seems to be just an illusion.

Yeyang Immortal King and Miao Yu didn't say anything, but looked fixedly in that direction.

Ding Rui's breathing was extremely heavy, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

As an Immortal Venerable, he had just felt a strong and incomparably strong threat.

It was the ultimate danger that could kill him in an instant, and the terrifying power of the rules made him react instinctively.

After a long time, he was a little uncertain, "It's over?"

"It's over. ”

Yeyang Immortal King took a deep breath and said slowly, "He won." ”

When he said him, he naturally meant Jiang Cheng.

"But isn't that seven-star blood flag extremely powerful, how could it be ...... so quickly?"

Miao Yu interrupted him: "This person's true strength is at least above the Eighth Rank Immortal Venerable. ”

"Moreover, it is definitely not just a seventh-order immortal sword, it is likely to be an eighth-order!"

She looked fixedly in that direction, her beautiful eyes with a hint of shock.

Whether it was the winner or loser of this battle, the speed at which it ended, and even the conclusions reached at this time, all made her unable to calm down.

"What!"

Ding Rui was almost shocked by this sentence.

"Eighth-Order Immortal Sword?"

"Middle Immortal Realm...... How could there be an eighth-order immortal sword?"

He couldn't help but glance at Yeyang Immortal King.

This patriarch of the Heavenly Shu Pavilion is only using a seventh-order immortal sword.

Mere Golden Immortal, how did you get the eighth-order immortal weapon?

"Then we ......"

He swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "Do you want to make a move, take the opportunity to ...... that fairy sword?"

That's an eighth-order immortal sword, a treasure that immortal kings can't necessarily have!

The top ten immortal venerables couldn't get their hands on it just now, but Yeyang Immortal King should be able to, right?

"Put away your thoughts. ”

Miao Yu interrupted him again, this time her tone became cold and stern.

"Don't forget, our Heavenly Pivot Pavilion's position is neutral. ”

Yeyang Immortal King didn't say anything.

On the other side, Leng Huahan and Yuan Zhe Yuan Wu Yuan He, the few people at the scene were almost stunned.

Ahead is a white field of ruins.

Everything that could be seen was turned to ashes.

Not only the sky and the ground, but even the ground was burned out of a huge bottomless crater, longing for smoke.

The City Lord's Mansion is long gone.

As for the top ten demon lords of the previous Youmeng, as well as the other masters under the command of the city lord, including the two thousand immortal guards, they were naturally all turned into ashes.

The pragmatic head of Jiang is as always searching for the remaining loot in the ruins, like a hard-working little bee.

And that's the end of it?

The Ten Demon Venerables just died?

The best magic weapons have been broken like this?

Leng Huahan wanted to say something, but found that his language skills were about to be lost.

All he saw was a sword!

It was simply waved out, and then it was gone.

The Ten Demon Venerables on the opposite side launched a magic weapon and attacked at the same time, but it was like ants blocking the chariot.

In front of that sword, they were quickly torn and devoured, like small sampans in the sea, and they were instantly smashed to pieces by the huge waves.

It's not a level at all.

"Win?"

Elder Yuan Zhe couldn't help but pinch himself, he was a little unsure that this was true.

Originally, the other side should have killed their own.

As a result, you don't even need to fight hard, and the other party is so seconded?

"Won. ”

Yuan Wu and Yuan He's mood is extremely complicated.

Excited, excited, shocked, and embarrassed at the same time.

Not long ago, they were secretly scolding Jiang Cheng in their hearts.

scolded him for being too troublesome, offended people all the way, and dragged them all into the water.

If he hadn't been concerned about his suspected ancestor's identity, he would have been slapped in the face.

And now......

They were shocked to find out that this ancestor was really good, not blown.

This combat power is many times stronger than them, and it feels like they are all chasing the level of the Immortal King, even if all the high-level leaders of the Flying Immortal Gate are completely destroyed.

He is really qualified to be their ancestor!

Regardless of whether this combat power is because of that magical fairy sword, at least now that sword belongs to him.

Weapons are also part of strength.

What I did before seemed to be taken for granted.

If only they had such a shining sword......

Of course, in the face of the provocation of the mere gentleman before, it was also a sword killing, and the ants dared to be presumptuous?

In the face of the attack of a thousand immortal guards, of course, it is still destroyed with a sword, why endure it?

In the face of a request to worship, of course you have to refuse, are you just a demon deserved?

Leng Huahan tried to calm down, and then came to Brother Cheng's side again.

Respectfully asked, "Ancestor, could this sword of yours be an eighth-order immortal weapon?"

Hearing his words, and then looking at the gaze of the other three elders staring at the fairy sword, Brother Cheng's good mood vanished.