Volume 5 Sword Qi Nine Heavens 1173 Four Great Evil Cultivators

Liu Ming was also taken aback when he saw this scene, and after quickly sweeping the sea of blood with his divine sense, his face became even tighter.

The breath in the sea of blood actually gave it a faintly familiar feeling, and it seemed to be exactly the same as the blood path monk who possessed the monk surnamed Sun of Haoran Academy and called himself "Blood Ancestor Xuan Impermanence".

At this moment, the northern, western, and southern directions of the battlefield also appeared almost simultaneously!

High in the north sky, there was a sudden deafening roar, the sound was full of madness, and it seemed to contain disdain for all things in the world!

Then a blazing brown light appeared out of thin air, and fell down like a meteorite, landing on a hundred-foot giant peak in the north, and suddenly the debris was splashed everywhere, and the entire mountain peak disappeared in an instant!

Brown light flashed from the rubble again, and sped towards the north side of the Terran battle array.

In the faint light, a red-haired and blue-eyed bearded man could be faintly seen, his naked upper body muscles bulging, and he was running wildly on the ground with his hands and feet.

In the distance to the west, a thin figure with a pitch-black body could be faintly seen, faintly appearing, rapidly approaching at an incredible speed.

Take a closer look, but a thin teenager whose whole body is coiled by layers of black bandages can tear open a spatial crack with just a swipe of his hand.

This young man can enter and exit the spatial crack at will, and use it to move forward quickly!

[At the same time, in the southern sky, the original blue sky and white clouds have become very strange as if they have been dyed dark green.]

At the same time, a thick green gas, in a frenzied surge, rolled straight towards the south of the Terran battle array.

In the green. She was an old woman with a disheveled head and scabies all over her body.

Whether it's a brown shadow or a black figure. In the thick green air, there was a terrifying spiritual pressure no less than the sea of blood!

It's three more Mystery Realm cultivators!

"This sea of blood...... It's the Blood Ancestor Xuan Impermanence!" The Master Xuanyu was suspended in mid-air. He was constantly pouring mana into the crystal jade plate in front of him, his eyes swept the boundless sea of blood rolling in the east, and his face changed slightly.

"It's not just him, if I'm not mistaken, the mad and fierce gods who turned the Zhongtian Continent upside down back then, the Night Emperor Twilight Thousand Shadows, and the poisonous concubine Wu Jiangyue are here!" As soon as the Beidou Pavilion Pavilion Master spoke, he said something that made everyone stunned.

As soon as these words came out, the Tongxuan monks present felt a pang in their hearts.

"This ...... These four. Isn't it said that he was sealed by the Cliff Saint Venerable of Tanguang Mountain at the bottom of the East Pole Sea under the Five Finger Peaks, in the Xuanbing Valley of the Endless Ice Sea, in the Silent Empty Well of the Gravel Desert and in the Yu Barren Swamp in the Southern Barbarian Land, how could it be ......" Lady Zhen of Tiangong Sect said with a look of doubt on her face.

"Tens of thousands of years have passed, and the seal of that year has long been weakened, after all, the Cliff Saint Venerable of that year did not reach the immortal realm. The thin old man of the Demon Xuan Sect said.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, how could these four demons just get out of trouble at the same time and rush here at the same time......" Mukong Patriarch turned his gaze high into the air. The mother of the borer, who was still trying to squeeze out the spatial crack, said meaningfully.

"If the escape of these four people is really related to the moth clan, then it will be a big trouble. Alas, it would be nice if the Cliff Saint Venerable was still there. The middle-aged man surnamed Haoran Academy asked him. He said with a wry smile.

"It is said that after Mo Yazun banned these four people, he traveled all over the world and went to the Avenue of Eternal Life...... So many years have passed. I have never heard of him appearing anywhere, unless he has attained enlightenment. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have passed away a long time ago. Mukong Patriarch said with a gloomy face.

While a few people were talking, the boundless sea of blood in the east had already swept in. For a while, the blood mist in the sky was as thick as liquid, and the bloody qi was tumbling and surging.

Under the surging blood wave, hundreds of Terran monks and 10,000 low-rank borers who couldn't avoid it drowned in it in the blink of an eye, and then a shriveled Terran monk's corpse shot out from behind the sea of blood!

Although those low-level borers were also thrown out, except for a little dizziness, they didn't have any worries about life!

"Xuan impermanence, now that Zhongtian has encountered an alien invasion, and all living beings are in danger, as a human monk, do you still want to repent and help the abuse?!" The deep voice of the Mukong Patriarch came from mid-air.

"Hehe, back then, this old thing used the Nine Heavens Demon Chain, and sealed my Xuan Wuchang as a monster at the bottom of the East Pole for more than 80,000 years, and he still came to talk to me about a Terran monk at this moment, isn't it a big joke! Isn't he compassionate and compassionate, and he wants to take care of the common people in the world? I have vowed to repay this blood with the blood of eight million mortals!" As a middle-aged man with long blood-colored hair emerged from the sea of blood, a sneer came from his mouth, and then he spoke.

"Hmph, back then, Mo Yazun remembered that you were a human race, and it was not easy to cultivate, in order to make you repent, so he did not hesitate to use the essence and blood of his palm to turn into a five-fingered peak to suppress you, but I didn't expect you to be so wolf-like, it seems that evil is evil after all!"

"It's useless to talk more, let's do it!" Xuan Wuchang didn't mean to answer at all, and after a cold snort, he saw his hands dazzling and pinched, and then roared.

Sneer!

One by one, the tentacles condensed in blood rolled out of the sea of blood and swept towards the Terran monk camp.

Everywhere they passed, both the human race and the borers all turned into dried corpses and fell down.

In the few moments of dialogue between Mukong Patriarch and Xuan Wuchang, the other three people also rushed into the north, west, and south directions of the Terran camp respectively.

In the northern camp, the bearded man suddenly turned into a burly giant a hundred feet high, and his arms were violently raised, and as soon as the brown light flashed, he conjured up a brown hill more than ten feet high.

With a thunderclap-like shout from the clear sky, the endless spiritual pressure came out of the giant's body, shaking the eyes of the two races around him, and he could barely stand still.

Then his two arms suddenly swung in a thick circle, and he threw the mountain peak in his hand somewhere in front of him.

Boom, boom!

Even though there are hundreds of Terran monks and low-rank borers turned into pulp.

The bearded giant, however, was so excited that he struck his chest several times with his fists, and then rushed to the other side again......

In the western camp, the situation is even more tragic and abnormal!

The thin black-belted young man with a thin figure had a smile on his face, and in the vast sea of people and insects, he moved and transposed like lightning and thunder, and he could only see his shadow, but not his person.

And its body can be as soft as a boneless elongation, thickening, and constantly changing, looking extremely elegant, but very weird.

Everywhere it passed, spatial cracks of different sizes appeared out of thin air, and then disappeared in the blink of an eye.

In the face of these elusive spatial cracks, whether it is a human monk or a giant insect of the moth race, if he is not careful, his body will be directly cut into several pieces, and the dead Mo Min is wonderful.

In the southern camp, at the moment, the green waves are rolling, and the pungent rancid smell is stinking!

In the green mist that covered the sky, the old woman who originally looked like a rickety old woman danced in the fog with a very smart body, her face was full of wrinkles, and her hazy eyes became green and clear, as if she was a lot younger all of a sudden.

The Terran monks in a radius of hundreds of feet were all fascinated by the old woman's dancing after seeing it, and then they were either bitten by the surrounding moths or unconsciously drowned in the poisonous mist.

In the green mist, whether it was a Terran monk or a giant moth, they all quickly melted and dissolved, turning into a large patch of viscous green liquid, and then with the dance of the old woman, these mist rolled up these green liquids directly, and then were sucked into the mouth of the old woman.

However, with the increase of inhalation of green liquor, her face gradually became younger, and the scabies spots on her body gradually disappeared, and in a blink of an eye, she turned into a middle-aged beauty in her forties......

For a while, screams rang out!

The middle and low-level Terran cultivators in the four directions couldn't stop the blow of these four great Xuan Realm cultivators, and in an instant, dozens of monks in the battle formation were directly killed.

With the arrival of these evil Dao Tongxuan, the situation that was originally stabilized by the great power of the human race to sacrifice the magic weapon of the town sect has changed abruptly again!

However, seeing that more than half of the middle and low-level borers have died of severe poison in their bodies, how can the Zhongtian Alliance give up the good situation?

It's just that most of the Xuanxuan powers were dragged down by the Mother of Moths, and this battle gradually broke away from the control of the human race and evolved into a real life-and-death battle.

With an eager transmission, the river spread among the Terran monks!

The disciples above the True Dan Celestial Realm who were originally staying in the center to set up a formation, or commanding the battle, were all mobilized.

These people were originally used as the last hole cards of the large, medium and small forces, and were retained as the future of the sect, but at this moment, under the force of the form, these people had to be activated. After all, if it is defeated now, the Zhongtian Continent will fall directly, and there will not even be a chance for revival.

Immediately, many monks formed a magic circle to meet the power of the evil path, and some Heavenly Phenomena Realm monks directly faced the mother moth clone.

The battle has entered an unprecedented phase of white-hot phase.

When Liu Ming, who was at the very core of the battlefield, received the transmission and found that the situation was wrong, the surroundings seemed to be surrounded by a group of middle and high-level borer clans.

Liu Ming's face sank, and his mind turned sharply.

Judging from the current situation, we must do our best to plan the way back.

Fortunately, although there were many borers around him, they were at most at the level of the True Dan Realm, which gave him a good chance to break out of the encirclement.

Liu Ming immediately shouted, and under the rolling black mist all over his body, his whole body turned into a black dragon and soared into the air, and he rushed directly into a cloud of borers not far in front of him.

With his current mastery of the Dragon and Tiger Netherworld Skill, these black fog Jiao were already like his own body, able to dance at will, and combined with the sword shadow spectroscopy technique performed by the Bitter Wheel Sword, those ordinary True Dan Realm borers turned into mustaches just by rubbing their bodies. (To be continued......) R1292