Chapter 306: Sacrificial Flag

"Hahaha!, whether it is the Immortal Burial Secret Realm or the other eleven sect Daozi, no one dares to speak like this to this seat, Song Si, do you know the consequences of offending this seat like this?!"

Fu Ning laughed wildly, as if he was the supreme between heaven and earth, and despised Song Si: "Maybe you won't be the last, but you will definitely surrender to this seat because of your failure!"

Song Si coughed lightly: "I'm sorry, you robbed the lines of this way!"

Fu Ning was angry, and without saying a word, there was even a mist of water steaming out of the white hair on his forehead.

At this moment, Mu Weiming, who was holding a purple jade lantern, appeared behind Fu Ning at some point, and none of the people in the Dongfeng Sect who were concerned about the situation noticed Mu Weiming's appearance, and the Blood Sword Legion monks who saw Mu Weiming appear were collectively silent, without making a trace of abnormal noise.

"A sword!"

"A sword. ”

Fu Ning was completely furious, and his mana was as thick as an abyss, ready to capture the stupid sword cultivation in front of him, and then release it for use after the training was completed.

After all, it was about the gate of the fairy world, otherwise he would not have endured until now.

However, Song Si and Mu Weiming's swords were faster!

"Break the void with a sword!"

"Void Lotus!"

Six green lotuses suddenly appeared around Fu Ning's body, forming a formation in an instant, turning into a thirty-zhang blue lotus that imprisoned Fu Ning in the center, and the Qinglian sword qi strangled towards the center endlessly!

Fu Ning's complexion changed, he never thought that Mu Weiming would suddenly appear, suddenly make a move, suddenly caught him off guard, and the mana he had gathered was also forced to disperse at this moment, and had to be transformed into a body protection qi shield outside his body, temporarily dissolving this damn Qinglian sword qi.

The sky was blue, Song Si held the sword in both hands, and suddenly used a sword to break through the void, turning into light and killing Fu Ning who was trapped.

The immortal Dao sword intent that could not express its power made the 800,000 Blood Sword Legion monks present feel terrified in their hearts and retreated one after another. Especially Zhang Shuyang, Zhuo Qingyang and others, who had seen the power of a sword breaking through the void, couldn't help but want to close their eyes or fly away.

However, this time, Song Si cast a sword that broke through the void, the sword light was only nine feet, and there was no spatial crack in the sky, but no one dared to use his divine sense to approach the sword light.

Fu Ning, who sensed Song Si's sword breaking through the void, suddenly changed his expression, this was a sign of death!

However, he couldn't do anything but defend passively!

"Hey!"

Mu Weiming's sword technique transient. I saw that the cyan sword lotus that surrounded Fu Ning suddenly burst out with indescribable light, and at the moment when a sword broke through the void, it turned into six blue lotus sword qi, and it fell in a whirlwind.

In a hurry, Fu Ning rolled up his sleeve robe, and could only use his own strong mana to condense into a barrier to resist, and at the same time prepared to take over Song Si's sword!

A turtle shield appeared in Fu Ning's left hand, and the mana was injected, and it skyrocketed in an instant, not waiting to reach a diameter of half a meter. The Azure Fairy Sword has arrived!

Boom!

Fu Ning vomited blood and flew upside down, the turtle shield in his hand turned into two halves and scattered at this moment, and the Azure Immortal Sword directly penetrated Fu Ning's flesh palm and stabbed into his chest. The sword qi burst out in all directions.

As soon as the Azure Immortal Sword entered his body, Fu Ning felt a terrifying void sword qi in his body, and the extreme chill carried in it almost froze his internal organs, even the Dantian Purple Mansion. The mana froze at this moment.

Fu Ning's eyes widened, sensing the wounded area passing with life, and a huge blood hole appeared there. Under the extreme void sword intent of the Azure Immortal Sword, it kept decomposing.

When, he's so weak?!

Fu Ning was furious, and he wanted to call on his remaining mana to make a last-ditch effort.

At this time, Mu Weiming appeared behind Fu Ning, his palm gathered monstrous blood, a palm of thunder, slapped on Fu Ning's heart, and the evil forbidden yuan frantically invaded the tendons and veins, straight into the purple mansion, and eroded the primordial spirit.

"Ahh

Fu Ning was suddenly hit so hard that he felt endless pain and sank into the sea.

How so?

How so?

He is a hidden sect in the middle of the Mahayana period!

He is the Supreme Elder of the Dongfeng Sect!

The leader of the Immortal Burial Secret Realm!

How so?!

Fu Ning thought of self-destruction, but he never gave up his life thoughts, he wanted to resist, and Zhihai, who was infected by blood, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes instantly turned bloody.

This is, bloody and demonic!

The monks in the middle of the Mahayana period fell into demons, and no one could have imagined what kind of consequences this would cause!

But Mu Weiming and Song Si were undoubtedly the first to experience this kind of consequence.

The demons were raging, Fu Ning released an irresistible momentum, and the two of them were shocked and vomited blood at the same time and flew out, Fu Ning was surrounded by demons in the void, and the blood hole in his chest looked hideous and terrifying.

"It's too big! It seems that there is no need to stay. Song Si wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and transmitted his thoughts.

"The Evil Forbidden Yuan is starting to work. Mu Weiming moved the purple jade lamp sideways, the frost condensed blood, and the blood crystals were scattered.

"I want you dead!"

Fu Ning roared angrily, the vast demonic power was like a world-destroying meteorite about to hit the earth's crust, and the 800,000 Blood Sword Legion formed a formation together under the command of the commander to fight together, Rao is like this, there are still many low-level monks who were crushed by the terrifying demonic power at the beginning and died.

A terrifying cloud of demonic energy gathered in Fu Ning's hands, and the pride in his gaze had disappeared, replaced by infinite hatred.

However, Song Si, who was standing high in the air, was holding the Azure Immortal Sword and was looking at him with a smile, while Mu Weiming was standing on the other side, just watching him perform his extreme moves, indifferent.

Despite being enchanted, Fu Ning's sanity remained.

His heart chuckled, something was wrong!

Fu Ning wanted to check the situation first, but the deterioration of his body didn't allow him to think about it too much, and unless he killed either Song Si or Mu Weiming, there was no way to survive.

But the extreme trick has been made, how can he be free to put it away in such a bad state?

Soon, he knew where something was coming from.

The bloody demonic qi in his body suddenly broke out when it was running to the most critical moment, and a treacherous demonic qi blocked his tendons, in addition, the temporarily suppressed void sword qi suddenly erupted, and the extreme chill began to freeze his mana demonic qi.

Why is this chill even more terrifying than the Ice Cultivation of the Extreme Northern Hell?!

Fu Ning is unwilling!

Rage!

But he couldn't do anything anymore, his extreme move was interrupted, and the terrifying demons that had gathered suddenly backlashed and devoured, and the other two energy impacts in his body exploded, and the Daozi of the middle Mahayana generation was so aggrieved that he shattered the void, and his form and spirit were destroyed!

That's not all, most of the Dongfeng Sect masters who followed Fu Ning were within the explosion range, except for six monks in the Returning Void Period and one Fusion Period, who escaped quickly and survived with serious injuries, the rest all died tragically.

As for Mu Weiming and Song Si, at the moment when Fu Ning made a desperate counterattack, they each teleported away, and what was left in the void was just an afterimage.

In the Blood Sword Army, the corners of Zhang Shuyang's mouth were bleeding, he expected that Song Sihui and Taishang Elder Fu Ning would make a move, but he didn't expect that Song Sihui and Mu Weiming would join forces to attack and kill Fu Ning on the spot.

This is clearly taking the Dongfeng Sect as the sacrifice flag of the Blood Sword Legion!

But what could he say?

As soon as Fu Ning died, the entire Blood Sword Legion was cleansed, and all the secret calculations were suppressed by the fierce battle between these few breaths.

"I can find your sect to send the second batch of people. Song Si wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, walked to Zhang Shuyang's side, and patted him on the shoulder, "I don't want a second Fu Ning, or it's okay if you don't come." ”

Zhang Shuyang trembled, he should claim to be!

"Expedition! Blood Moon State!"

One by one, the warships were released, and groups of monks began to board the ships in an orderly manner, and one by one the warships rose into the air and headed for the Blood Moon State!

Tang Ranhong stood in the distance, looking at the back of Mu Weiming in the Blood Moon Legion, thoughtfully.

As if sensing something, Mu Weiming turned around, glanced at Tang Ranhong, then turned around and continued to heal.

Tang Ranhong asked, "Do you know when Mu Weiming appeared?"

Hexujun replied helplessly: "Hexujun doesn't know. ”

Tang Ranhong patted the little girl: "That's right, even Fu Ning in the middle of the Mahayana doesn't know, let alone you." ”

He Xu Jun only felt a choke in his throat and did not answer.

"I don't see it either. Tang Ranhong put down her little girl, looked at the direction of the Blood Sword Legion's departure, and supported her chin with one hand, "It seems that the war is also quite interesting, do you say?"

"Yes. ”

"Little girl?"

Tang Ranhong picked up the little boy who was rolling on the ground, and Hexujun choked again.

In Lihe Prefecture's Fish Dragon City, Xia Lei, who had escaped from the Blood Crown War, moved out of the void and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the momentum of the early Mahayana made the monks on duty in the Fish Dragon City shocked.

"Who?!"

In Ichthyosaurus City, a red-robed old man in the middle of the tribulation took the lead in flying out, staring at Xia Lei, who was covered in blood, and immediately sent out a first-level alert signal, and in less than a breath, the defense array of Ichthyosaurus City had already risen.

The fact that a monk in the early stage of Mahayana was able to suffer a heavy blow and flee here in such a disarray shows that there may be even more terrifying characters chasing him behind him, and once they are allowed to enter the Ichthyosaurus City, it will definitely be a disaster for the Ichthyosaurus City, which has become a battlefield passively.

After all, the signal was sent out slowly, and a cold light flashed in Xia Lei's eyes, and he moved into Fish Dragon City at the first time, and was surrounded by the three Tribulation Period monks who arrived later.

"Who are you?"

The red-robed old man asked, he saw that Xia Lei's strength in a state of serious injury was only floating during the period from the late stage of returning to the void to the middle of the tribulation, and they now had four elders in the tribulation period, if they made a move, they had a certain degree of certainty to take down this person.

"Blood Crowned State Lord Xia Lei, I want to see your State Lord!" Xia Lei suppressed the retrograde qi and blood mana in his body and stared at the four of them, "If you don't see it, Xia's fate will be your state lord's next footsteps!"

"Full of nonsense!" shouted another monk who looked like a middle-aged Taoist.

"Really?"

A very strong pressure suddenly came, and the wind and clouds surged in an instant, only to see a fish-like white cloud in the sky jumping into the sky, turning into a dragon and churning, and Lang Lang Shi came from the clouds: "Alone shines on the night light of the snow on the high platform, the soft tent of the red mansion, drunk and smoked; (To be continued......)