UGB Chapter 129 Fighting the Blood Demon in the Nether Spring
Chapter 129 Fighting the Blood Demon in the Nether Spring
Chapter 129 Fighting the Blood Demon in the Nether Spring
Thousands of swords are cut with one,
The supernatural powers of swordsmanship recorded in Wan Jian Gui Yuan Jue.
Gather the energy of ten thousand swords into one, and then turn it into a peerless slash!
"boom!"
Lu Ming's Jian Yuan, which nearly increased by five times, boiled all of a sudden.
In the supreme sword body condensed by the sword energy, every cell seems to be cheering for joy.
A stream of sword energy rose up like a storm of sword blades, rushing to the sky and piercing through the sky.
The next moment, tens of thousands of sword qi condensed into one, centering on Lu Ming's raised arm, it turned into a huge blue sword light.
This sword can't be seen at a glance, and it is even more exaggerated than the complete Thunder Flame Sword.
The mighty sword energy moves the sky, and the sound is like thunder rushing to Emei.
Lu Ming's voice spread throughout the sea of clouds in Emei, startling all the hills, and the sword light flew into the sky.
All the disciples who had not retreated came out. Their swords flew above the sea of clouds, and they were dumbfounded when they saw the sword energy that was as strong as the Heavenly Pillar.
"Head... what is the teacher going to do again!"
"Didn't you hear, the headmaster is about to make a move, and asked Old Monster Youquan if he could catch his sword."
"It's too strong, it makes my blood boil!"
"Look, it's Senior Brother!"
Dan Chenzi, who flew back from Panluo Valley, joined Tianlei Shuangjian, Yunzhong Qizi and others.
Li Yingqi stepped forward and asked: "Elder brother, why did you come back from Panluo Valley?"
Changkong Wuji said: "Didn't Master ask you to guard Panluo Valley?"
Dan Chenzi briefly explained what happened in Panluo Valley to all his juniors and sisters, and looked at Jianfeng frantically.
"There has been a change in Panluo Valley, Master is going to take action!"
"One person, one sword is invincible in the world, when will I reach the realm of master?"
Changkong Wuji and other disciples looked at Jianfeng in admiration.
There.
Lu Ming sat cross-legged on the top of the mountain, holding the sword light in the sky with one hand, as if he had turned into the only supreme swordsman in the world.
The sound of him declaring war on the Blood Demon in Youquan reverberated from Emei, and spread to Panluo Valley, like thunder rumbling, shaking the ground and mountains.
Inside the mountain of Panluo Valley, the caves extend in all directions, it is not pitch black, but the scarlet blood light illuminates the caves.
At the bottom of the mountain is where Chi You's blood cave is located!
This place is extremely evil and filthy, and the blood is rushing, almost boiling, like the bloody mouth of a giant lava beast.
"Old man with white eyebrows, I have found Chi You's blood point, and I have achieved great magic skills. With boundless blood essence, I have formed a sea of blood formation. You are not my opponent!"
A sharp and harsh sound came from Chi You's blood hole.
"bang"
Tens of thousands of blood flowed from the blood hole, like a dragon or a python, destroying the mountain, ready to break out of the mountain.
Sword Peak.
Lu Ming opened his eyes, waved his arms, and slashed in the direction of Panluogu.
In an instant, Qingtian's sword energy collapsed like a pillar supporting the sky, and the mighty sword blade slashed hard at Panluogu.
"Bam—"
The silver bottle broke and the water burst out!
Terrible streams of blood broke down the huge rocks and mountains, rushed from the cave to the top of the mountain, and condensed into two bloody hands.
"If I can't even catch your sword, what am I doing!"
Accompanied by Youquan Gorefiend's roar, two huge bloody hands stretched out into the air to receive Lu Ming's sword energy.
next moment!
There was a loud bang, the big hand collapsed, blood evaporated, and the thousand-meter mountain was cut in half.
Chi You's blood hole at the bottom of the mountain split open, and cracks like an abyss appeared on the ground.
Youquan Gorefiend couldn't even catch Lu Ming's sword, and suddenly became angry from embarrassment.
"Despicable Baimei, what's your sneak attack? I'm going out now, stirring up blood and blood all over the world, kill, kill, kill!"
Suddenly, the ground of Pansluo Valley exploded all the way, waves of dust were set off, and the entire Pansluo Valley was torn apart.
An endless river of blood sprang up underground, stretching for hundreds of miles.
In the cracked Chi You's blood cave, a wave of ten thousand hectares of blood surged from the bottom of the cave, rolling up along the stone wall, surging up into the sky with overwhelming momentum.
The blood filled the sky, turning into a sea of red clouds, spreading out, covering the mountains of Shuzhou below.
This scene is like the end of the world!
"Youquan Blood Demon is born!"
"The sea of blood is all over the sky, is the world going to die?"
"It's not good, the blood sea formation has been completed, and no one can resist the masters of Shu."
All the disciples of Emei and the eminent Buddhist monks of Mount Wutai changed their faces drastically.
Zen master Zunsheng, who is the leader, sits cross-legged and leads the monks to recite Buddhist scriptures.
The profound and difficult-to-mouth Buddhist mantras, combined with the Buddhist scriptures and Sanskrit scripts all over Wutai Mountain, exert their greatest power.
A series of golden Buddhist scriptures in Sanskrit, like red gold beads, soared into the air, forming a series of pieces, against the sea of blood in the sky.
"The bald donkey on Wutai Mountain, the Buddha is one foot tall, and the demon is one foot tall, you can't do it!"
The Blood Demon of Youquan is really powerful, and it set off a wave of blood, which rushed towards Mount Wutai from the end of the sky.
Zen Master Zunsheng stared angrily, his tongue exploded with thunder, and he recited the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, Daluo Buddha's hand——"
Pushing forward with both hands, the Sanskrit sound echoed, and the Buddha's power was mighty.
A pair of big handprints were sunken in the bloody waves that flooded the hilltop.
The overwhelming blood wave stopped for a short time, as if it was blocked by Zen Master Zunsheng's big Buddha's hand.
"Old bald donkey, you can't do it, you are far worse than Baimei old man!"
The terrifying-looking, ugly and ferocious Youquan Blood Demon stands on the blood wave, overlooking the monks on Mount Wutai.
Youquan Gorefiend laughed loudly, and above the monstrous waves of blood, a huge devil's face appeared, and he opened his mouth and roared forward.
"Boom boom boom..."
Mount Wutai, which was engraved with Buddhist scriptures, all the mountains and stone walls exploded one after another.
For a time, the earth trembled, the mountains shook, waves of dust rolled, temples collapsed, and Buddhist bells shattered.
Zunsheng Shengseng was defeated by Youquan Gorefiend, he opened his mouth and spat out blood, his breath immediately weakened.
The many monks affected were stunned by the shock.
Many masters from other sects in Shuzhou were pale and all fell into despair.
"My God, who can cure this monster?"
"Youquan Gorefiend has become a big trend, no one can defeat him."
"Where is Patriarch Baimei, he is the number one master in Shu, I wonder if he can subdue Youquan."
"Patriarch Baimei? I'm afraid it won't work, let's run away!"
Many monks chose to escape from Shuzhou.
But more people in Shuzhou, they are all mortals, and they can't escape at all.
In the majestic and graceful Shu land, there are villages one after another, where thousands of mortals live.
"Hmph, Youquan Gorefiend, don't be presumptuous, let me meet you for a while!"
On the sword peak, Lu Ming stood up long, with his hands behind his back, and rose into the air.
With a "shoo", the invisible sword energy around Lu Ming's body condensed and turned into a crystal clear sky sword, cutting through the clouds and rushing towards the sea of blood.
"Hehe, the sanctimonious Baimei pushed out one of his apprentices to die again?"
Lu Ming's appearance changed a lot from before. Youquan Blood Demon didn't recognize him for a while, he thought it was some disciple of Patriarch Baimei.
"Youquan, this seat is Patriarch Baimei."
Lu Ming stood in the air, confronting Youquan Gorefiend.
The blood-robed hunter of Youquan Blood Demon sneered sharply, looked at Lu Ming, and said contemptuously: "Old white-browed man, no matter what you become now, you are no match for me!"
"Really? Then take another sword from me and chop!"
Lu Ming smiled lightly and spoke directly with strength.
Slash with a wave of your hand, chic and casual, with endless sword energy, like a stroke of a large brush, splashing ink and ink, cutting through the churning sea of blood covering the sky and the sun.
Youquan Gorefiend had a ferocious face, and shouted, "Gorefiend's palm!"
The separated sea of blood, tens of thousands of hectares of blood sank downwards, condensing into hundreds or even thousands of acres of blood-red hands, and violently slapped Lu Ming in the middle.
The big blood-red hand, engulfing the power of heaven and earth, gathers the spiritual energy in a radius of a hundred miles, and suppresses it.
Looking up, two blood-red demon palms covered most of the sky.
"Is this the strength of Transcending Tribulation Realm?"
Lu Ming's eyes flashed, and his fighting spirit suddenly boiled.
He has practiced Wan Jian Gui Yuan Jue, and has a reforged sword spirit. His strength is far from comparable to that of the ancestor Baimei before.
"Thousands of swords return to one cut!"
Lu Ming raised his arm and swept across, the sword energy spanning thousands of miles, forming a green awn extending from the east to the west of the sky.
With a flash of sword energy, the Gorefiend's palm split apart, and the sky was cut in half.
The Youquan Gorefiend standing on the waves of blood suddenly shrank his pupils, showing an expression of disbelief.
"How can you be so strong?!"
Become younger and more handsome, can it also greatly increase the combat effectiveness?
Lu Mingfeng was as godlike as jade, with one hand on his back, and the other hand holding sword energy.
"In the world, there is nothing that someone Lu can't cut down."
Lu?
The Youquan Blood Demon's heart suddenly moved, and he didn't think much about it. He just thought it was the lay name of the ancestor Baimei.
"Youquan, what's the use of trying to find Chi You's blood hole after all your tricks have been exhausted? You still can't stop Lu's sword." Lu Ming said coldly.
Youquan Gorefiend was suddenly enraged.
It's okay to be inferior to others in the past.
In the end, after working hard, he got the help of the blood point and couldn't beat Lu Ming. How could the Youquan blood demon not be angry.
"If you strike again with your sword, how many people in the world can you save?"
Youquan Gorefiend grinned ferociously on his ugly face, and changed his strategy.
He turned his finger on the people of Shuzhou!
"Blood Demon Scripture, blood sacrifice to the common people!"
"The ants in the world are all my nourishment——"
Youquan Gorefiend's scarlet cloak stretched out, and a huge wave of blood protruded from it, protruding a hideous and huge devil's face.
The face of this demon was the same as that of Youquan Gorefiend. He opened his bloody mouth, roared down, and spit out thousands of bloodthirsty mephits.
The sharp whistle of the bloodthirsty mephit resounded through the sky.
They fluttered their bat wings, forming a blood cloud-like swarm of bats, scattered in all directions, and pounced on the villages and cities among the mountains.
If Youquan Gorefiend is really allowed to succeed, hundreds of millions of mortals in thousands of villages and cities will never survive!
"Youquan Blood Demon, how dare you!"
Lu Ming was furious, his chest was filled with anger, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, his eyes were cold, and he shot two sword lights towards Youquan Blood Demon.
Youquan Gorefiend's real body is hiding in the blood sea formation, moving freely to avoid its sharp edge.
"Hahahaha, old man with white eyebrows, let's see how you can save the world with your benevolence and righteousness!"
Youquan Gorefiend laughed wildly.
"I can save it for you!"
"The sword comes—"
Lu Ming raised his arm, grabbed it with five fingers, and held it in the palm of his hand.
"Dangdangdang..."
On the sword peak far away in Emei, the flying sword inserted between the rocks trembled with a "ding ding", and the sword body shook.
"Chong!"
I don't know which flying sword it was, it flew out first, turned into a startling sword shadow, and shot at Lu Ming.
"Just a sword?"
Youquan Gorefiend laughed.
The next moment, the smile on his face froze.
"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"
Thousands of swords from the Sword Peak all broke away from the mountain and flew out loudly, forming a series of crystal shadows of swords. They gathered into a river and surged towards Lu Ming with majestic momentum.
Wan Jian returns to the sect, perhaps this scene is described.
The flying swords that came all the way from Emei stabbed at the bloodthirsty mephits as if they had eyes, and strangled them.
The bloodthirsty mephit is also fighting back, but where is the opponent of the sharp flying sword.
A wonderful show of competition and hunting was staged in the air!
As soon as the flying sword stabbed, a bloodthirsty mephit exploded into blood mist and disappeared.
In the sea of clouds, Wan Jian wandered around, and the scene was spectacular, killing thousands of bloodthirsty mephits.
Youquan Gorefiend grinned and said, "Baimei, it depends if you have more swords or I have more mephits!"
The torrential river of blood once again floated out clouds of blood.
The blood cloud turned into bloodthirsty mephits and flew in all directions.
Youquan Gorefiend is fighting a war of attrition, trying to polish off Lu Ming's Jianyuan's attention.
Sword repair.
Jianyuan is sharp and unstoppable, but its weakness is its small quantity.
Breaking the bald head of Youquan Blood Demon, I'm afraid he would never have imagined that when Lu Ming practiced the Wanjian Returning Yuan Jue, the sword essence in his body increased five times.
Even so, Wan Jian, who controls Jianfeng, still consumes a lot of money.
In a battle of attrition, Lu Ming would definitely not be able to compare with Youquan Gorefiend, who was created by Chi You's blood cave.
Youquan Gorefiend formed a large array of blood sea, backed by endless blood energy, with infinite power.
Lu Ming shouted loudly, and transmitted voice over thousands of miles:
"Dan Chenzi, Tianlei Shuangjian, the Seven Sons of Yunzhong, and the three thousand Emei disciples obey the order, and all go down the mountain to kill the magic bat!"
"Yes, Master!"
"Follow the teaching decree!!"
The three thousand disciples of Emei, including Dan Chenzi and Tianlei Shuangjian, agreed in unison.
They sacrificed their respective flying swords and soared into the air.
Lines of green light escaped, and the sword went down the mountain.
(End of this chapter)