Chapter Seventy-Seven: The sword comes out, and the blood is refined

"Look for death!" The Blood Refining Prince's face turned red instantly, and he opened his mouth and spit out a blood arrow towards Yang Sunu.

At the same time, he wiped his waist, and a blood-colored blade appeared in front of him.

He spurted out a mouthful of blood again, and the bloody blade absorbed the blood and suddenly won the blood, and there were even bursts of ghost crying wolf howls on it.

"Go!" The blood refining boy let out a low shout, and the blood blade disappeared directly in a flash, but when it reappeared, it had already arrived in front of Zhang Wuji, and the blood light on it skyrocketed and pierced Zhang Wuji's eyebrows.

Sure enough, as Zhao Min guessed, the killing intent of the Blood Refining Prince's Zhang Wuji was obviously heavier.

However, Zhang Wuji didn't even look at this blood blade, and the sword qi still violently beckoned to the inner wall of the blood bead.

It's not that he really reassures Zhao Min, but that he has to do it.

If he blocked this blood blade, then the inner wall of this blood bead would return to normal within three breaths, and all their previous efforts would be in vain.

He could only pin his hopes on Zhao Min, and hoped that she would not be stupid enough to joke with everyone's lives.

"Huh!" A seven-colored divine light suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Wuji, and the blood blade quietly dissolved the moment it touched the seven-colored divine light.

However, the original seven-color divine light disappeared silently in this brush, and completely became a six-colored divine light.

"Wow......!" A terrifying phoenix bird cry sounded in Zhang Wuji's ears.

It wasn't until this time that Zhang Wuji understood what kind of seven-colored divine light this was, and what was in front of him was clearly a colorful heavenly phoenix phantom with wings spreading.

"Boom!" Although Zhang Wuji was shocked in his heart, the movements in his hands never stopped, but became more and more intense.

Finally, the inner wall of the blood bead could no longer support it in his uninterrupted sword qi slash, and it exploded with a bang.

Zhang Wuji's figure flashed and walked out of the blood refining array.

He swept his gaze and already saw the slightly pale Blood Refining Boy in the distance.

The destruction of the Blood Refining Orb directly affected the soul of the Blood Refining Prince, and he was now injured a lot.

"I guess, this time you're the real person!" Zhang Wuji grinned, and the sword momentum that had accumulated no less than three thousand sword slashes exploded, violently pressing on the body of the Blood Refining Prince.

The Blood Refining Master only felt that Zhang Wuji had turned into a sword at this moment, a dazzling immortal sword that suppressed the desolation of the universe.

In front of such an immortal sword, he couldn't even raise the slightest thought of resisting.

"Qiang ......!" the sound of the sword sounded, and a brilliant sword light pierced the sky, and a sword slashed in front of the Blood Refining Prince.

"Poof, poof, poof!" Three rays of light lit up on the Blood Refining Boy's body, but they were all useless, and no light could support even a breath of time.

When the Blood Refining Master recovered from the deterrence of the sword momentum, the sword was already close at hand.

"No ......!"

He let out a miserable scream, trying to turn his whole body into blood and cast a blood shield to escape.

But to no avail, wherever the sword went, both his flesh and blood were cut into nothingness.

When the sword light in the sky was gone, there was nothing left but a broken bag.

Zhang Wuji stretched out his hand and grabbed the bag in his hand, his divine sense probed up, and he immediately grinned.

Sure enough, it's the storage bag of my dreams.

Moreover, the imprinted divine consciousness on it has dissipated, and it is obvious that it is really impossible for the Blood Refining Son to come back to life this time.

He put the storage bag into his pocket with relief, and his figure had arrived at Zhao Min's side in a flash.

At this moment, Zhao Min's face was extremely pale, and the Heavenly Phoenix Phantom who was guarding Zhang Wuji just now had already penetrated from her eyebrows at this moment.

Colorful butterflies and strange wolves stood by her side, all looking at Zhang Wuji vigilantly.

"The price paid for that trick just now is very high, right?" asked Zhang Wuji.

"What's the matter? Will Sect Master Zhang also pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?" Zhao Min held his head high, like an arrogant peacock, no, it should be said that it was a Tianfeng who was even more arrogant than the peacock.

She looked directly at Zhang Wuji with a pair of eyes, and she didn't flinch at all.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Zhang Wuji shook his head and said: "This time, I owe you a favor, and I will pay it back later, of course, I won't be so brainbroken as to promise you three things." ”

"What three things?" Zhao Min was stunned for a moment, his face puzzled.

However, she soon didn't care, and also shook her head and refused: "Sect Master Zhang doesn't have to be like this, everyone is just here to save themselves." ”

"Speaking of this meeting, I would like to thank Sect Master Zhang for his grace not to kill!"

Hearing Zhao Min's ridicule, Zhang Wuji was completely indifferent.

He only killed Zhao Min before because she was the county lord of the Great Yuan Empire and his enemy.

Now that Da Yuan has long been history, and she doesn't seem to be the same Zhao Min as before, Zhang Wuji's murderous thoughts about her are naturally gone.

Of course, if she doesn't trouble herself, .......

Zhang Wuji put away the black iron sword and looked into the distance.

That should be where Master Tai is fighting the enemy.

"Let's go!"

However, he just glanced at it, then turned his head directly, and stepped into the secret passage without looking back with Xiao Zhao and the others.

Master Tai has his own way, and he has his own creation.

He had said before that since he had decided to go to Ziweixing, he would not go back.

The passage is long, as if there is no end to it.

None of the survivors had the heart to speak at the moment, so they just hurried away.

After all, it was almost dawn, and if according to previous experience, at the moment of dawn, if they hadn't teleported away, then this opportunity would be missed.

If you want to go to Ziweixing again, you have to wait another sixty years.

No one wants to come here, but what they are waiting for is all that has been done.

And at this moment, in the void outside this world, an old man in bloody clothes and a shirtless man stood side by side, as if he could see Zhang Wuji and the others at this moment through thousands of mountains and rivers.

"What do you say, do you really just let them go?" said the big man with an unwilling face.

"What should that fellow Daoist do to personally cut off the troubles?" asked the old man in bloody clothes with an expressionless face.

"Hehe, I'm not that stupid, if the Huaxia people sense that I have broken through the Tianwen Enchantment, they will really come to kill. ”

"Hmph, then what else is there to say, you can't beat it, you can't stop it, what else can you do but give up?"

"Daoist friends should go back and prepare, think about how to deal with the news of the revival of the aura when the Chinese people return in a big way!"

After speaking, the old man in bloody clothes flicked his sleeves, turned around, and disappeared without a trace.

"Hey, old guy, we still have apprentices and grandchildren left below!" said the strong man, the corners of his mouth tugged slightly.

"A group of waste, even an old Taoist priest in a place where the inheritance has been cut off, what is the use of them?"

"It's too!" The strong man turned his head and glanced at the old Taoist priest who was still trapped in the Yin Yang Dao realm in the world below, and secretly cursed in his heart.

"Smack!" he snapped his fingers.

On the earth, the bodies of the seven or eight foundation building disciples who were in the territory of Zhang Sanfeng's Yin Yang Dao who wanted to die suddenly swelled, and then exploded with a bang, and they couldn't die anymore.