Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 254: White Bone Sword Qi

At this time, some people realized that what Donghuang of Tiannan Sword Sect said just now was all true. With just one blow, Li Moyang was cast with some incomprehensible talismans by the Demon Ancestor and turned into someone else's puppet!

Dozens of seventh-level sword cultivators fled quickly, but the sword in Li Moyang's hand was like a maggot in the tarsal bone. After the sword flashed, countless bodies were scattered all over the ground.

These loyal disciples of Guiyuan Sword Sect were chopped into pieces by their own leader in the blink of an eye.

It happened almost in an instant.

Du Fang was almost stunned and couldn't believe what he saw.

Li Moyang, who was so friendly and polite, was completely corrupted. How terrifying is the so-called Soul Yin Seal?

For the first time, he put aside his contempt.

What was even more surprising was that Li Moyang directly picked up half of his wife's body, his mouth was almost split open like a bloody mouth, and he stuffed Li Zhaorong's body into his mouth piece by piece.

At this time, almost everyone noticed it.

Li Moyang, who was the leader of the human race just now, began to change his body and face.

White hair began to grow from his golden blood, his arms became thicker than his waist, and his ribs began to bulge.

This strange scene completely scared everyone.

Before the real war even began, the Demon Ancestor gave the human race a warning.

At this moment, Su Shang, the great pillar of the human race, coughed lightly and pointed his finger. Li Moyang's mutated body exploded completely and turned into a ball of golden blood mist that scattered in all directions.

Su Shang looked at the sky calmly:

"Have Zulong, Yuanfeng, and the two powerful demon ancestors arrived?"

"arrive!"

Two figures fell from the void.

There were two almost identical figures, both with slender female figures. One was extremely beautiful, while the other had a half snake face and half human face, which looked extremely scary and weird.

Su Shang, the Great Pillar State, looked at the two women in red clothes who landed on the giant ship without saying a word.

Looking into the distance again:

"Where are the three Ninth Realm experts from the Spirit Clan? Why haven't they shown up yet?"

This time no one answered.

Su Shang waited in silence for a long time before asking, "Where's the Ghost Clan's Gui Mie? Why isn't he here? Does he look down on the strength of our human race and disdain to come?"

The demon ancestor Yuan Feng was the first to step forward:

"Killing these minions of your human race is more than enough!"

"Is that really enough?" Su Shang sneered back.

Yuan Feng's voice was extremely calm:

"Since the shattering of the primordial wasteland, the merciful Heaven has only bestowed upon these nine divine continents twenty-three Heavenly Heart Seals. Sword cultivators like those of the Guiyuan Sword Sect, who are pseudo-Ninth Realm cultivators and cannot even be called experts, dare to presume to be in the Ninth Realm. Would a true Ninth Realm expert be so vulnerable?"

Yuan Feng turned and looked at the densely packed army behind him:

"This time, our three clans have come together, accumulating strength for thousands of years, just for this battle. We will completely wipe out you, the parasites of the Nine Divine Continents, from the Divine Continent!"

Grand Pillar State Su Shang remained silent.

She was very clear about her own strength. She was the only one who had the Heavenly Heart Seal and was a true emperor-level powerhouse.

The Great Pillar of Taiyuan Continent died fifty years ago, and no one in the Ninth Realm has appeared since then, not even a pseudo-Ninth Realm. There is only one Donghuang from the Tiannan Sword Sect, who has not yet entered the Second Level of Immortal and has no chance to obtain the Heavenly Heart Seal.

As for Li Moyang and his wife, these powerful men who were barely in the ninth realm were killed and destroyed with one strike.

The gap between the ninth realm and the ninth realm is even more outrageous than the gap between the ninth realm and the first realm. Every small realm that rises is an absolute realm of suppression.

The distance between the sun, moon and fireflies.

Looking at the densely packed banners and the tens of thousands of sword practitioners behind him, Dazhuguo couldn't help but feel a little sad and tired on his face.

Among the three continents, talented people have been dwindling in the past few hundred years, and I am the only one who can shoulder the responsibility.

However, the three tribes in the sea of ​​​​land have accumulated strength and are ready to make a breakthrough.

The three people standing opposite are Yuan Ying of the Ghost Clan, Yuan Feng of the Demon Clan, and Zulong. All three are powerful beings with the Heavenly Heart Seal on them, while the three holders of the Heavenly Heart Seal of the Spirit Clan are even more mysterious and have disappeared without a trace.

There is also the strongest ghost clan member, Demon Slayer, who is known as the messenger of the evil god and has been enlightened for almost a hundred years.

The outcome of today's battle is almost certain.

Su Shang couldn't help but look back to the south.

There are countless living beings and people from Zhengyang Continent, Nancang Continent and Taiyuan Continent. If they lose this battle, these 400 million human beings will be transformed into spiritual energy of ghosts and blood food of monsters.

A burst of angry shout suddenly interrupted Su Shang's contemplation:

"Have all three of Jinghai's masters arrived? I'm Guimie, and I've been waiting here for a long time!"

With this loud shout, the originally gloomy sky suddenly fell into complete darkness, and countless sounds of evil spirits wailing and crying appeared between heaven and earth, coming densely from the depths of the sky.

The cold and gloomy energy was overwhelming, sweeping in from the darkness. The gusts of cold wind made the flags on all the golden warships sway.

Every sword cultivator shuddered at the same time.

It was as if behind them, there were countless cold gazes from hell staring at their souls.

In this dark night sky.

Dong Huang suddenly roared and shouted:

"Disciples of the Tiannan Sword Sect, listen to the Sect Master's orders. Today, we must slay demons and evil spirits and offer a sword sacrifice!"

In his hand, a blue light broke through the dark sky and pierced the sky, just like a blue light borrowed from the ancient outer space, piercing through the dark curtain.

Like a shooting star across the night sky, the sky was completely illuminated.

A ghostly laugh was heard:

"Are you the leader of the Tiannan Sword Sect? Hehe, there's something interesting about this! I'll give you a gift!"

The ghost's laughter ended and the sky became bright again.

A man in black was suspended in the air, standing beside Yuan Ying.

His face was full of weirdness.

Yuan Feng looked at the powerful demon named Demon Slayer with a smile and said faintly, "This gift you gave is quite a big one!"

"Hey, it's just a little trick!"

Gui Mie Yin smiled, and suddenly blew gently towards the giant golden ship.

This breath was like a strong wind, blowing the flags fluttering.

What made everyone almost unbelievable was that when this gust of wind blew, the flesh and blood of almost a thousand cultivators on the three golden warships suddenly turned into powder and were blown away by the evil wind.

Almost thousands of white bones were left standing on the hull.

No one understood it yet.

Bai Zhi's face turned pale, she bit her lip and said:

"Such a terrifying white bone sword energy! He is indeed the messenger of the evil god, a sword genius that the ghost clan has not seen in a thousand years!"

"Is this sword energy?"

Du Fang looked at the man in black clothes, whose name was Gui Mie, and his mind was full of doubts. He had no sword in his hand, so why did Bai Zhi mistake it for the white bone sword energy?

Bai Zhi saw his confusion and explained softly:

"Jinghai is mysterious and never interacts with the outside world. However, the strongest cultivator among them cultivates this white bone sword energy that has been lost for tens of thousands of years. The method used by people on our continent is completely different. Look at his spine!"

Du Fang could tell at a glance that the entire back of the man in black was covered with protruding bones, and countless vertebrae formed the shape of a sword.

Looking at the man in black, he said softly:

"Is this Demon Slayer, the messenger of the evil god?"

"Yes!" Bai Zhi said only one word softly.

Before their eyes, an even more tragic scene was happening.

The bones of thousands of monks who were swept by the sword energy suddenly made explosive sounds.

This was the sound of bones crackling. This strange sound crackled from those giant golden ships.

The bones were shattered into powder and blown away by the black wind. Countless powerful sword cultivators were killed silently before they could even draw their swords.

There was not a single drop of light rain falling from the sky.

In this world, among all the dead sword cultivators above the seventh realm, not a single one has achieved the Dao.