Endless sword weapons, cutting through the sea of blood, the vast and surging sea of blood, was engulfed by a force even more majestic than it.

In front of the Long Eyebrow Daoist, the Blood Demon seemed to have become powerless to fight back.

"It's a powerful sword formation, but you can't kill me. In every drop of blood, I exist. As long as there are no more creatures in this world, I can be reborn with their blood. And how long can your strength last? To control such a huge sword formation, you also have to use the Haotian Mirror to open dozens of void passages at the same time. Long eyebrows, you just postponed the fall of Emei. The voice of the Blood Demon rang out from the sea of swords.

The sea of blood has been completely cut and split, but even so, some of the sword weapons are also stained with blood, and these residual blood are the basis for the continued existence of the blood demon.

"Collect!" The nine doubts turned, and the terrifying suction suddenly appeared.

The great array of sword weapons that spread all over the ten directions, covering the sky and the sun, suddenly converged towards the Great Ding, and all of them submerged into the Nine Doubts Ding.

And the blood droplets attached to the sword weapon were also sealed into the Nine Doubts Ding.

Inside the Nine Doubts Tripod, the Blood Demon's voice was still rampant: "Long eyebrows! Even if you seal me into the Nine Doubts Tripod, what if you can't completely refine me." ”

The long-eyebrow patriarch turned to look at Chu He.

At this moment, Chu He only felt that his whole body was numb.

Subconsciously, he shook the scroll in his hand.

Unlike a guy like the Blood Demon who is full of violent thoughts and basically doesn't have much wisdom to speak of, some hints should work for the Long Eyebrow Patriarch.

Sure enough, seeing the scroll in Chu He's hand, the expression of the long-eyebrow patriarch did not change, but an invisible pressure dissipated on Chu He's body.

"Sure enough, at a critical time, we still have to rely on the tiger skin of Master Guiguzi. Chu He thought to himself.

"How about borrowing you Nanming from the Fire Sword?" said to Chu He, his voice was gentle and vast, but there was a faint sense of non-refusal.

After all, it is a generation of grandmasters, although he guesses the origin of Chu River in his heart, he will not be frightened.

Everyone has a backstage, thinking that if there is a backstage, they can be unscrupulous and do whatever they want. That's a fool, a fool.

What Guiguzi's attitude is, Chu He doesn't know, and sometimes he is forced to act under the banner, but it is just self-preservation.

Changmei spoke, and Chu He could only hand over Nanming's fire sword.

Regarding the purpose of the Changmei Patriarch, Chu He also had some speculation. If that's the case, then it's also good to trade a flying sword in a copy for engagement.

After taking the Nanming Lihuo Sword released by Chu He, the Changmei Patriarch did not use Nanming Lihuo, but instead stretched out his hand to draw out the righteousness in Nanmingli's Fire Sword, and then reached out and grabbed it, and threw the Tushi Fire that was still burning in the Dutian Fire Array in the distance into the Nine Doubts Ding.

"Using righteousness as fuel, urging the Doushi Fire to refine the Blood Demon, it seems that the Long Mei Patriarch is really going to kill the Blood Demon this time. Chu He looked at the Nan Mingli Fire Sword that had lost his righteousness and flew back to his hand, and put it away at will.

Although the Nanming Lihuo Sword, which was originally full of huge righteousness, was difficult to control, every time it was used, all negative emotions had to be reined in. But it is precisely because of this righteousness that we can be invincible and invincible in the face of the evil demons.

The righteousness is gone, only Nanming is left from the fire, this sword seems to have been drained of the soul, and there is no difference between it and the one imitated by Yitong Zhenren.

The blood demon in the Nine Doubts finally panicked, first scolded, and then began to beg for mercy, and even told about many friendships with Changmei Zhenren in the past, trying to make Changmei Zhenren open up.

It's just that the real person with long eyebrows is still unmoved.

"Ren Shou! Using Shen Wujian's slut to take away my immortal base, the master originally valued me more, it was you who used means to introduce me step by step into the demon path, even if I returned to the carnation, you still refused to give up. "As power drains and life fades, the Bloodfiend begins to tell some 'secrets' from a long time ago.

Of course, this may just be slander, but if such words are spread, it will inevitably become a stain on the ancestor of Changmei.

Changmei was not angry at all, but said lightly: "I am an immortal now, and she is also an immortal." And you are only mortal, and time will freeze forever in us. How long can your slander last today, a hundred years, five hundred years, or a thousand years?"

"A thousand years later, we are still alive and free. And you have long since disappeared, and the people of later generations have long forgotten your existence, how can they remember what you once said?"

An absolute indifference, with long eyebrows as the core, shrouded in all directions.

All those who listened to such secrets with the mentality of watching a good show were like being poured a basin of cold water on their heads in an instant, and the gossip emotions in their hearts dissipated without a trace.

Patriarch Changmei is right, no matter what happens today, who will remember it a thousand years from now?

Three hundred years of life, five hundred years of life for the first child, the realm of the primordial gods theoretically surpasses the mortal body of the body, as long as there is an aura, to maintain the primordial spirit, you can always survive.

But in fact, at most a thousand years, it will face the five decays of heaven and man.

If you don't become an immortal, you will end up in a thousand years.

The Blood Demon in the Nine Doubts Ding roared unwillingly, roared, and was finally annihilated and refined.

The blood demon that once rampant for a lifetime seems to have come to an end completely.

Airplanes!

The sword gate was closed, and the long-eyebrow patriarch stepped into the sword gate, and continued to seal the remnants of the primordial spirit.

Two flying swords, one blue and one purple, split out and landed beside Luo Jiangyun.

In the blessed land of Emei, with the end of the war, no one has the heart to fight for the time being.

Many monks of the three sects, who only left the primordial infant and the mutilated primordial god, were about to be sent to reincarnation together.

When the head of Emei, Jin Cicada Daoist, opened the passage to the underworld with the Haotian Treasure Mirror.

In the midst of the hundreds of rays of light that poured into the passage, Chu He saw Xu Lai's Yuanying.

"Xu Lai! He's not being a blood demon... Wait! He may be the Blood Demon! The Blood Demon is hidden in Xu Lai's Yuan Infant, and it has not completely disappeared. Chu He's heart was shocking, but he didn't say it.

Airplanes!

An invisible wave loomed over all the participants of the dungeon.

The huge power of ensuing sent them all out of the Spiritual Light Illusion Realm.

Obviously, the Shushan dungeon also came to an end after the blood demon was refined.

When Chu He fell out of the dungeon, he was still thinking about 'Xu Lai' flying into the reincarnation passage, and looked at his eyes.

For some reason, he felt that maybe one day, they would meet again.

It's just that I don't know if he was Xu Lai at that time, or a blood demon, or a brand new enemy.

"This copy, in fact, has not occupied for a long time, and it is far less than the Datang copy and the grassland copy that the Dragon Palace continued. But for some reason, it gave me a very long feeling. Perhaps... It's because my strength is still not high enough to be able to understand everything, so I feel that time is slow!" Standing outside the dungeon, Chu He's small group gathered again.

It's just that this small team has fewer people, and Li Yuyang didn't come back and died in the dungeon. No matter how he died, it must be another story that Chu He didn't know.

After all, the world in the copy is complete and real, and Chu He is following the main line all the way. And his little friends, each with their own opportunities and development, will naturally encounter danger.

Putting away a little melancholy, everyone was obviously not in the mood to say polite words, and they all wanted to find a safe place to check the harvest as soon as possible.

Chu He is the same, he especially wants to find out whether the bitter river green that he needs the most and the Haotian Treasure Mirror that he is most looking forward to have exploded.

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