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Chapter 563 The Immortal Sword Intent

"Grandmaster Shuoyang..."

Jiang Ding recited the name silently in his heart.

"I wonder if this person is still alive after thousands of years, and what attainments he has on the path of cause and effect?"

Not bad.

The ancestors of many families in Beiyuan, the Zhongxing Master of Luoxu Sect, and the Zhongxing Patriarch who brought the sect to its peak, if not surprisingly, should be the same person.

I just don't know why Shuoyang Tianjun chose to destroy the Xu Sect more than ten thousand years ago, fill all the remaining sects in Beiyuan with his descendants, and successfully occupy the magpie's nest.

The Liudao Sect may not have been like this ten thousand years ago. It was purely composed of six surnames such as Yin and Hei.

After spending some time, Disciple Feng completed the search.

"Unfortunately, there is no clue to the magic..."

Anyone who is wrapped little by little by the blood jade palm will be dragged into the blood palm without realizing it. Unknowingly, the magic power and soul are blocked, turning the golden elixir monk into a lamb to be slaughtered, and life and death can be cut off in a single thought.

"Tushan Sword Cultivator, your strength is quite good. You can kill the Yangjiao General and more than thirty golden elixirs without letting them send a message."

behind,

Li Tu, the bloody-handed demon, felt relieved.

From a distance, it looked like a scarlet palm wrapping the head of a young man with an ordinary face, even covering his mouth, nose, and eyes.

A trace of blood followed slowly, spreading silently from his feet.

The name of the Blood-Hand Human Demon comes from this palm. I don’t know how many golden elixir monks of the Beiyuan family were assassinated by this technique and could not even resist.

Jiang Ding sighed slightly, stood up and flew to the Luoxu Sect's library, where there was a higher possibility of clues to the existence of immortal magic.

Very weird.

Spiritual consciousness, eyes, mouth, nose, touch, and five senses are all covered, covered, and do not exist at all.

The blood shadow spread from the feet, climbed to the waist, then slowly climbed to the spine, neck, and then to the back of the head, slowly spreading to the entire head.

The blood-handed demon Li Tu chuckled, and the blood-jade palm that wrapped his head exerted slight force, causing the head to creak and twist slightly. He said indifferently: "According to the instructions of the elder brother, if you can avoid my attack, you are qualified." He was invited by us to become the third general of Xueyun, and was given the name Blood Sword General."

"It's a pity that I don't know the destiny, so I deserve to suffer this calamity."

After he was promoted to the golden elixir, he chose to integrate it into the golden elixir and sublimate it into a magical power called the Heaven-Shading Blood River Hand.

"Now, it's a bit worse."

This is the magic sect that flourished thousands of years ago. The secret spell of the Blood River Sect is not only powerful, it can absorb the blood of monks and mortals to improve it. After sublimating it into a magical power, it also has the "Spider Web Heavenly Secret" effect.

Even, Li Tu concluded in his heart that if the ancestor of Nascent Soul allowed himself to be enveloped by the hands of the Zhetian Blood River, he would be able to severely injure him, and thus he could possibly complete the following feat of reverse slashing.

"It's done."

The blood shadow is obviously bright red and fishy, ​​and should be seen thousands of meters away, but people can't help but ignore it and turn a blind eye.

Now, facing Jin Dan, there is nothing to worry about.

The strange thing is that the young man seems to be unaware and is still flying, frowning slightly from time to time, thinking about something.

Li Tu's voice turned cold: "Let go of your spiritual consciousness and let me leave the restrictions on my spiritual consciousness. I will live as a slave for three hundred years.

Three hundred years later, I will let you live and grant you the Nascent Soul Skills and the opportunity of the Nascent Soul. "

"Otherwise, die."

"Fellow Taoist Tushan, I'll give you three breaths to make your choice."

No response.

Li Tu didn't take it seriously. Most of the famous people were arrogant, so it was unrealistic for them to beg for mercy. But when it comes to life and death, if pride and life are weighed, many people would give in.

If you don’t give in, then you won’t give in.

Three breaths passed by in a blink of an eye, enough to make the Golden Core cultivator think about it hundreds or thousands of times.

"Fellow Taoist Tushan, you are very proud."

Li Tu praised, his blood palm suddenly tightened, and he clenched it into a fist. "Then die."

boom!

The head was shattered, and countless pieces of bone and flesh were splattered in all directions.

"What a pity for a good sword..."

Li Tu felt regretful. A vortex formed in his blood palm, and the blood foam and bone fragments splashed around returned, absorbing the essence. The bone and blood of a Sword Intention Sword Cultivator would surely make his Blood Palm Sacrifice even better. building.

"No blood essence?"

He was suddenly stunned and looked at his palm.

The bloody smell of bone residue and flesh and blood collapsed into bits of aura, dispersing in all directions, nothing, nothing.

"not good……"

Li Tu, the bloody-handed demon, was startled. He was about to shout something when he felt a sudden pain in his chest.

Looking down,

A silver-white sword tip appeared on his chest at some point, piercing the flesh and blood and piercing the heart.

What's even more frightening is that a vicious, soul-destroying sword energy instantly flows throughout the body, attacking any living place such as golden elixirs, bones, meridians, and even hair and teeth.

"Spare your life!"

"Fellow Taoist Tushan, I'm just joking."

The face of the bloody-handed demon was crying and laughing, extremely bitter.

boom!

His body exploded, turning into droplets of bright red blood flying in all directions. They were densely packed, with a total of thirty thousand in number. It was like a rain of blood fell around him, and the breath of the blood droplets was ordinary and indifferent every moment. two.

Even Nascent Soul cultivators may not be able to tell the difference in a very short time.

Bloody drops!

This is a blood escape method that he and Zhetian Blood River Palm encountered together. Relying on this method, he once escaped from the hands of Yuanying monks. He became famous in Beiyuan and was revered as a blood-handed human demon.

"Fancy."

Jiang Ding sheathed his sword, without even looking at the rain of blood around him, picked up the storage bag, disappeared again, and continued on his way.

For him, he didn't have Li Tu's endless thoughts. He had even seen the other party's appearance long ago, but he just didn't bother to pay attention and didn't want to waste time because it was of no value.

Finally, it was brought up, and then he was given a sword.

After a few breaths, the tens of thousands of blood droplets that had flown thousands of meters suddenly paused. Each drop of blood had a silver sword mark on its center line.

At this time, the sword energy exploded, wiping out all vitality.

Lines of white ash are flying and falling into the sky, making it a spectacular sight.

"Ok?"

Jiang Ding, who was already more than ten miles away from the original place and hiding in the low altitude, paused, showing a hint of surprise.

A few breaths ago, he had killed the bloody-handed demon Li Tu, and destroyed the opponent's soul, golden elixir, and cockroach-like bloody body, leaving no trace behind.

This is certain.

No Golden Core cultivator can hide from the detection of the Destruction Sword Intent.

However, now, a sword intent of destruction suddenly appeared more than 2,000 kilometers away. The gangrenous land attached to the bones was attached to the soul of a certain creature, and a blood path similar to that of the bloody-handed demon Li Tu came from the surrounding area. breath.

"Resurrection means..."

"Interesting."

Jiang Ding looked coldly, looking somewhere more than two thousand kilometers away.

The Destruction Sword Intent, once contaminated, will never stop, at least for Nascent Soul and below, it will live forever and parasitize the rest of the soul in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness, which cannot be blocked by the secret method of resurrection.

There is only death.

Or, if you have a blood-spirit holy body like Mu Tianxue, your Tao body talent blocks it.

Obviously, although the Eighteen Blood Cloud Riders have amazing luck, they do not possess such means.

(End of this chapter)