This battle shows the gap.

The Yin Demon Cult's Ancestral Spirit Realm Dual Masters were completely suppressed by Wang Zhen and other Biyun Sect disciples, and fell into disadvantage everywhere, if it weren't for their rich experience, and at the same time, there were many masters of the Great Perfection of the Later Spirit Realm and the First Spiritual Realm around them, they would have been defeated by Wang Zhen and the others.

A Yin Demon Cult Elder who was holding a huge blood knife and slaughtering in the crowd saw that the situation was not good, and his body immediately flashed, and he moved in the direction of Wang Zhen and the others with a master of the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

In that silence, a sword light suddenly rose like a poisonous dragon, blooming with a trace of sword qi, stabbing towards the Yin Demon Cult elder and the three Ancestral Spirit Realm masters beside him.

In an instant, the three masters of the Ancestral Spirit Realm were caught off guard, and they were directly stabbed into their bodies by that sword qi, instantly splitting apart and splashing blood.

That Yin Demon Cult Elder had extremely rich combat experience, and at that moment, the true power in his body was agitated, and a powerful true power cyclone shrouded the blood knife, blocking the wisp of sword qi that stabbed at him.

When the blood knife blocked the wisp of sword qi, the sword qi exploded, shaking the elder of the Yin Demon Cult back a few steps, his eyes also showed a trace of solemnity, looking at the white-haired young man in front of him wearing a black power suit and holding a long sword, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

Yang Ran glanced at the elder of the Yin Demon Cult, his eyes burning with fierce battle intent: "Yang Ran of the Biyun Sect, on the orders of the master, came to take your life. ”

"Post-Spiritual Realm Great Perfection, you are a martial artist of the Post-Spiritual Realm Great Perfection. Dare to speak out and threaten to take my life, I really don't know how thick the sky is, let the uncle teach you well, the gap between the master of the first spirit realm and the great perfection of the later spirit realm. The Yin Demon Cult Elder sensed the true qi aura emanating from Yang Ran, his face changed slightly, and then endless anger swelled up.

He was a master of the first spirit realm double, and now he was actually looked down upon by a junior of the post-spirit realm great consummation, which really made his lungs explode.

"Blood Knife Nine Styles, Blood Light is monstrous!!"

A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the elder of the Yin Demon Cult, the true power in his body gushed out, and he took a step forward, and a strong momentum of a martial arts master pressed Yang Ran out, and the blood-colored long knife in his hand flashed, and the blood-colored swords condensed by the true power covered the sky and the sun, slashing towards Yang Ran.

The masters of the Ancestral Spirit Realm have been able to leave their bodies with true power and transform into various forms.

The Great Perfection of the Later Spirit Realm has not been able to achieve true qi separation from the body and transform into form, so it is very disadvantageous to fight with the masters of the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

Yang Ran's eyes froze, and the actions of the Yin Demon Cult Elder suddenly became extremely sluggish, and the spirit sword in his hand flashed, stabbing at the blood-colored sword rays, shaking the blood-colored sword rays away.

It's just that every time a blood-colored sword light is dispersed, Yang Ran will be shocked by the huge force of the shock and take a step back.

"How is it possible? How is he still alive? How can a disciple of the Biyun Sect be so perverted?" A flash of disbelief flashed in the eyes of the elder of the Yin Demon Sect, the power of his sword was amazing, even a master of the Ancestral Spirit Realm could kill with one sword, but it only forced Yang Ran back a few steps, which made him extremely frightened in his heart.

Yang Ran sighed slightly in his heart: "After the teaching and guidance of the two masters, my strength has improved so much, and it is good to have a good master!"

Before joining the Biyun Sect, if he ate the knife of this Yin Demon Cult Elder, Yang Ran would be directly killed by this knife.

However, after the guidance of Baili Gorge and Hua Tianhua and the penance cultivation on the second layer of the Futu Tower, Yang Ran's strength has improved day by day, and he can already match the powerhouses of the ordinary Ancestral Spirit Realm.

It was precisely because of this that Bailixia would rest assured that Yang Ran would participate in this True Disciple Trial.

"Nine styles of blood knife, blood kills the world!"

The elder of the Yin Demon Cult turned red for a while, his body's true power surged, and the sword light in his hand changed, and an incomparably murderous aura surged out in an instant.

He was like a demon who had come out of the sea of blood, with the aura of a demon that killed the world with blood, and conjured up countless sword lights to slash towards Yang Ran.

When an ordinary post-spiritual realm Great Perfection powerhouse was rushed by the murderous aura of the Yin Demon Cult Elder, his mind would be snatched away, and his fighting spirit would be completely lost, and he would not be able to resist it at all, only to be killed in seconds.

"The Mysterious Wind Swinging Demon!"

Yang Ran's eyes froze, and a wave of righteous qi cultivated in his body poured into the sword, as if he had incarnated into a peerless swordsman with righteousness in his mind and compassion for the heavens, and a sword stabbed out, with a trace of the sword intent of the Demon Swinging Wind Sword rising to the sky, stabbing towards the endless blood light.

That sword light containing the sword intent of the Demon Swinging Wind Sword pierced in the endless blood light, and the endless blood light immediately collapsed and melted as easily as ice and snow encountering the sun, and the indestructible sword light flashed, and the head of the elder of the Yin Demon Cult immediately flew high, and a blood arrow rose from his body to the sky, and his skull flashed with disbelief, he didn't believe that he would be killed by a fledgling young man at all.

"Elder Zhou is dead!"

"Elder Zhou is dead!"

......

Seeing Yang Ran kill the elders of the Yin Demon Cult with a single sword, the faces of the surrounding Yin Demon Cult disciples suddenly changed drastically, and they panicked.

The eight elders of the Yin Demon Cult are the pillars of the Yin Demon Cult, and any one of them can become a hegemon and a generation of grandmasters.

Such a strong man was actually killed by Yang Ran with a sword, and the morale of those Yin Demon Cult disciples naturally fell greatly, and everyone was terrified.

Killing the elder of the Yin Demon Cult, Yang Ran held the spirit sword in his hand, stepped on the sword step, and his body was surrounded by sword light, killing the other Yin Demon Cult elder.

All the Yin Demon Cult cultists who rushed towards Yang Ran were killed by him with a single sword, and even the masters of the Great Perfection of the Later Spirit Realm and the First Heavy Spirit Realm couldn't stop him.

In the corner of the battlefield, Lin Xiaxia was holding a long sword and was fighting with a Yin Demon Cult Elder, four Ancestor Spirit Realm Masters, and more than a dozen Rear Spirit Realm Great Perfection masters.

Although Lin Xiaxia has profound real strength and strong martial arts, she is still very embarrassed under the siege of nearly twenty masters, stepping on phantom footwork, dodging again and again, fighting with those masters, and stabbing a sword from time to time, stabbing a master to the ground.

A gloomy look flashed in the eyes of the Yin Demon Cult Elder, and he shouted, "Damn it!!! ”

The nearly twenty masters immediately attacked Lin Xiaxia frantically.

The Yin Demon Cult Elder took out a piece of cloth stained with a charm from his bosom, removed the charm, and took out a crimson chain that exuded a strong smell of blood.

As soon as Lin Xiaxia saw the crimson chain, her pretty face immediately changed, and she lost her voice: "Demon Soul Ghost Baby Lock?"

The Demon Ghost Infant Lock is to gather the essence blood of nine babies born less than a month in the yin year, torture and kill their mothers, collect their mother and child grievances, and then use countless evil spirit weapons refined with yin and evil qi, which is infinitely powerful, once it is tied, it will be extracted from the essence and blood when it is tied, and the power is completely lost, and it is the most vicious.

The elder of the Yin Demon Cult smiled fiercely, bit the tip of his tongue, and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood and landed on the Demon Soul Ghost Infant Lock: "Hehe, the little slut has a good eye." After the old man captures you, he will torture you to death and refine another evil spirit weapon. ”

After absorbing the essence blood of the Yin Demon Cult Elder, the Demon Soul Ghost Infant Lock bloomed with a trace of evil light, and it flew up suddenly without wind.

"Go!"

The elder of the Yin Demon Cult moved his mind and pointed at Lin Xiaxia, and the Demon Soul Ghost Infant Lock immediately turned into a bloody light and flew towards Lin Xiaxia.

Lin Xiaxia's pretty face changed, she stepped on the phantom step, and the light skill was used to the limit, and she fled backwards frantically, and the long sword in her hand also turned into a fire phoenix and stabbed at the demon soul and ghost baby lock.

The demon ghost baby lock twisted as if it had life, avoided Lin Xiaxia's sword light, flew to Lin Xiaxia's side, and suddenly fell, locking her.

A bloody aura containing endless resentment and resentment rushed, Lin Xiaxia immediately passed out, and the demon ghost baby locked her tightly, and at the same time stretched out small thorns and stabbed into her body, extracting her essence and blood.

The elder of the Yin Demon Cult turned pale, looked at Lin Xiaxia who fell to the ground, a lewd light flashed in his eyes, and he laughed strangely: "Damn little slut, you actually forced the old man to use the Demon Soul Ghost Baby Lock, and the old man will definitely concoct you well, the disciples of the three major sects of the Han Dynasty must taste good." ”

Evil spirit weapons such as the Demon Soul Ghost Infant Lock hurt others and oneself, and they must absorb the essence blood of the caster before they can be activated. The Yin Demon Cult Elder spewed out that mouthful of essence blood, and the injury was not light, and he would not be able to recover his full strength within five years.

was forced to this point, and he naturally resented that Lin Xiaxia.

"Old dog, you don't have this chance. Accompanied by Yang Ran's faint voice, a sword light with the sword intent of the Demon Swinging Wind Sword stabbed towards the Yin Demon Cult elder like a meteor.