The voice was low and hoarse, obviously in Xiao Ding's blood, but it seemed to be transmitted from an extremely distant place.

Li Mu suddenly felt extremely uneasy in his heart.

As soon as his mind moved, the teleportation charm appeared in his hand.

At the same time, Xiao Ding, who was in a state of madness, was stunned, his distorted face was full of doubts, but soon, this doubt turned into shock, and finally turned into fear.

As if he had seen an extremely terrifying existence, his broken bloody body was constantly trembling, and Yuan Ying was trembling.

"What an idiot."

This time, the sound is clearer.

But it didn't sound from Xiao Ding's bloody body, but from his mouth.

The fear on Xiao Ding's face was even worse, and he begged for mercy: "No, this is my blood body, it's mine!" ”

"Humble and weak Terran worms."

Another voice sounded from the mouth of the bloody body.

Immediately afterwards, the face suddenly distorted, and soon became a strange face, with sunken eyes, a high nose, a punctured bag on the forehead, and a horn suddenly drilled out.

Wisps of black demonic qi escaped from this bloody body, and the faces of several Jindan elders around them changed.

"This is not the Sect Master!"

"Where do you think you've seen it?"

"The Blood Demon True Monarch is the Blood Demon True Monarch on the murals of the sect!"

Two bloody hands grew out of the bloody body, and they grabbed them in the air.

Several elders of the Blood Demon Sect, fine blood beads seeped out from the surface of their skins, and these blood beads became more and more, and after a while, all the blood in these people's bodies was sucked out, and countless blood beads flew into the Blood Demon body.

After absorbing the essence blood of several Jindan elders, the blood demon's body did not swell, but shrank to more than three meters high.

But it gives people the feeling that it is more evil and powerful.

……

Taiyuan Sect, Qingyun Peak, cliffside.

Under Gu Song, Yuan Hua, who was making tea, suddenly stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look at the north.

"Master, there seems to be a bit of trouble over there."

Qingyun Peak has just passed the rain and the sky is clear, there is a rainbow on the cliffside, and the other end is submerged in the sea of clouds.

Su Bing only looked at the fishing line that fell into the sea of clouds, and did not look back.

"I'm not blind, so why do I need you to remind me?"

Yuanhua Immortal was slightly stunned, "That...... Want to help? ”

Su Bing yawned, "It's just a blood demon clone, how can we make a move?" ”

Yuanhua Immortal showed a worried expression.

Although he never doubted Shizun's judgment, he still felt that it was still a big risk for the junior disciple of the Jindan period to face the blood demon projection.

Among the demon race, the blood demon is an extremely difficult race, with a drop of blood can reshape the blood body, and can foster the demon seed in the monk's body, quietly absorbing the true essence of the monk's flesh and blood.

And this blood demon, who was able to descend his clone in this world, had obviously reached the level of the "Demon Lord".

However, even if it is just a clone, it far exceeds the limit of the little junior brother.

"The emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry."

"Didn't you give him an instantaneous talisman?"

"Unless the Demon Lord's true body comes, he wants to escape, who can stop him?"

"You, why are you still so unsettled after following Yulian for so many years?"

Yuanhua Immortal lowered his head slightly, looking like he was listening carefully to the teaching.

After thinking about it, he still mustered up the courage to speak, "But...... Senior brother, he is the holy son of my Qingyun Peak after all, if there is any accident, the ancestor is there, I am afraid it will be difficult to explain. ”

Su Bing glared at him, "Take the ancestor to press me?" ”

Yuanhua Immortal hurriedly bowed his head, "Disciple doesn't dare!" ”

Su Bing snorted, "Your little junior brother's atmospheric luck, do you think it's fake?" ”

Yuanhua Immortal asked suspiciously, "What does this mean, Master?" ”

Su Bing flicked his fingers, and a golden magic circle appeared in front of him.

In the circle, a golden beast walked out.

"This is the sealing beast of the Lethe River Valley."

The golden magic beast respectfully pressed its chin to the ground and saluted.

Immediately after, a figure was projected in his eyes.

The man was dressed in a green robe, carrying a black sword, his waist and back were straight, and his body was like a sharp sword unsheathed.

Looking at the black sword and feeling the faint Dao rhyme, the Yuanhua Immortal frowned slightly.

"With this sword intent Dao rhyme, is it the person of the Heavenly Chosen Sword Sect?"

Su Bing shook his head, "Mojian Gate." ”

Yuanhua Immortal was stunned.

After listening to Su Bing's explanation, he understood the identity of this person.

The Ink Sword Gate was created by a sword cultivator of the Heavenly Chosen Sword Sect.

In the tens of thousands of years after the Great War of Immortals and Demons, there were still many remnants of the Demon Race operating in Dongzhou, and the small wars were almost never broken.

The ruins of the ancient battlefield in the Lethe River Valley were left in the meantime.

"Back then, an immortal from the Mojian Sect, with hundreds of disciples and other sect monks, besieged a demon lord in the Lethe River Valley."

"That battle was fought ...... Well, in fact, in the Dao volume of the sect, it is only mentioned in one stroke, after all, there is no need to use so much pen and ink for such a small matter. ”

"In short, the Demon Lord was killed, and the immortals and disciples of the Ink Sword Sect, as well as the people of other sects, almost all died in the Lethe Valley."

"If there are too many dead people and too much evil spirit, ghosts will breed."

"In order to prevent these ghosts from coming out to make trouble, the Kongming Immortals are there, and they have set up a sealing magic circle, as long as there are "general' level ghosts leaving the Lethe Valley, the sealing magic beast will be awakened."

"As for this monk, he has the aura of a ghost general, but he has avoided the attack of the sealing magic beast, guess why."

Yuanhua Immortal thought for a moment and said, "The cultivator of the Tianxuan Sword Sect is good at cultivating sword pills, and he can use sword pills to reshape his body. This person is a member of the Ink Sword Sect, and the Ink Sword Sect originates from the Tianxuan Sword Sect, and he should have condensed his body with a sword pill. ”

Speaking of which, the Yuanhua Immortal finally understood what the master meant.

With the sword cultivator of this Ink Sword Sect here, he will not sit idly by and ignore the blood demon clone.

……

In front of the Lethe Valley.

Li Mu looked at the man in Tsing Yi in front of him, and always felt a little familiar.

"Dao, uh, senior?"

The man in Tsing Yi raised his hand slightly, signaling Li Mu not to speak.

He looks middle-aged, with starry eyebrows and sword eyes, and his aura is lofty.

Staring straight ahead at the Blood Fiend.

"The will clone dares to come, is it really that there is no one in Dongzhou?"

The words fell, and he drew his sword with his backhand and slashed out.

Black sword light flashed.

On the Blood Fiend, a thin vertical black line appeared.

The man in Tsing Yi put away his sword and returned it to its sheath, turned around, and looked at Li Mu.

"Taiyuan Sect disciple?"

Li Mu was slightly stunned.

"If you have the Dao Yun of the Taiyuan Sect on you, you can also deceive these low-level cultivators of the Blood Demon Sect."

Li Mu, who was seen through his identity at a glance, was in no mood to explain, but pointed at the blood demon, "Don't you care about him?" ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the black line that passed through the center of the Blood Demon's eyebrows suddenly burst out with monstrous sword light.

The Blood Demon's body exploded, turning into hundreds of pieces.

Countless sword qi strangled these fragments wantonly.

In the blink of an eye, these fragments were cut into fine blood beads, and these blood beads turned into blood mist again.

The blood mist filled the air, and the rich smell of blood escaped.

The man in Tsing Yi with the black sword on his back said lightly, "The Blood Demon can use essence blood to reshape his blood body, and your separation from the fire is excellent." ”