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Chapter 47 Nascent Soul is coming!

The blood rain all over the sky, as fine as mist.

Fluttering and moving with the wind.

Jiang Pheasant is dead.

The black-blooded dragon finally slashed at her with the knife.

It was raised and slashed with a mighty force, and all the cultivators' thunder swords were knocked backwards and flew away.

In that moment, the black blade swept directly across Jiang Zhi's body.

The majestic force crushes everything, and all the souls are destroyed in just a moment.

The cultivators had no time to sigh, the black-blooded dragon would not let go of any flaw in the sword array.

"Sect Master Hai! Please join the battle!"

Before Xu Weizhou's voice could be heard, the black-blooded dragon swung the black blade of his right arm again, slashing at Hu Changqing who was standing aside.

Seeing the sharp edge coming, Hu Changqing's expression suddenly changed.

If he were to be swept away this time... the consequences would be simply unimaginable!
"Sword Two! Open the mountain!"

In a hurry, Xu Weizhou directly urged Jian Er.

If Hu Changqing dies, the sword array will really collapse.

By then, this Black Qiu Forest will no longer be a cage for trapped beasts, but a grave for their monks!

Six sword lights merged into one place. The sword light was straight, plowing three feet, and directly met the black blade of Jiao Qiu's right arm.

boom--

The two collided and the air surged.

The sword energy is wanton and ferocious, and the force is majestic and spreading.

For dozens of miles around, the vegetation was broken and all living beings withered.

The black-blooded dragon swayed, its right arm began to tremble uncontrollably, and every inch of its black armor was about to break.

In the final analysis, it is just flesh and blood.

The Jiao Qiu was like this, and the cultivators in Dahe were no better off either.

The cultivators vomited a large mouthful of blood, and the spiritual energy in their bodies was almost gone.

In order to save Hu Changqing's life, Xu Weizhou did not hesitate to use the power of six people to force open Jian Er.

You must know that the Purple Thunder Sword Formation is extremely wonderful, especially the sword moves of the sword formation, each sword has the level of Nascent Soul.

It is a miracle to be able to kill Yuanying with a sword with seven core formations. Now that there is one less person, it is strange that there is no price.

However, it was precisely because of Xu Weizhou's sword that the sect leader Haiguo was able to seize the opportunity and enter the battle in time.

Haiguo entered the formation, while stabilizing the sword formation, he controlled the thunder sword to continue harassing the black-blooded dragon.

On the other side, he directly summoned the Dahe monks outside to activate the spirit gathering array, targeting the seven of them.

A huge spirit gathering array instantly enveloped the sky above the Black Qiu Forest, a massive amount of spirit stones poured out of it, and seven beams of light directly enveloped the seven people.

With the spiritual power entering the body, the breaths of the seven people in the formation were restored bit by bit.

Seeing this scene, Xu Weizhou of the Bamboo Sword Sect couldn't help but sigh: "Sect Master Hai is still thoughtful."

"Fellow Daoist Xu, let's fight quickly. I, the Dahe Sect, don't have many spiritual stones."

Under Yu Haiguo's calm gaze, Xu Weizhou nodded slowly.

"It belongs to Sect Master Yiyi Hai."

Although Xu Weizhou said this on the surface, he didn't think so in his heart.

Alas...it's a pity.

This Black Blood Dragon Qiu is not powerful!

Only one late-stage pill-forming person was killed.

Still from the Jiang family...

Trouble, trouble.

How can I do business now?
While Xu Weizhou was worried, the Bamboo Sword Sect in the upper reaches of Dahe Sect was in a different situation.

The vast Bamboo Sword Sect is hidden in the endless sea of ​​bamboo.

And the vast sea of ​​bamboo extends all the way to the Baicang River.

In the Baican River, a huge dark purple boat is moored.

On the giant boat, thunder flashed and pressure overflowed.

In the center of the giant boat is a tall tower.

The nine-story building is exquisitely carved and luxurious.

At the highest point of the tower, there is a canopy covering the sky.

Above the canopy, auspicious beasts surround you and stars are arrayed.

Under the canopy is a bed made of purple jade and thunder bamboo.

The quality of the bed material even surpassed the thunder sword in Xu Weizhou's hand.

On the bed, an old man with white hair and beard sat cross-legged.

He was too old, with wrinkles on his face and dull blood.Those deep-set eyes were even more cloudy.

But even so, he is still the backbone of the Bamboo Sword Sect.

Because he is Taoist Zi Lei, he is also the ancestor of Nascent Soul!

In front of the purple jade bed, a man knelt on the ground respectfully.

He has gray hair, a tall and straight figure, and an extraordinary momentum.

At this moment, he could only kneel.

"Son..."

Listening to Taoist Zi Lei's call, the man quickly climbed to the bed on his knees.

"Father...the child is here."

Taoist Zi Lei stretched out his hand and stroked the man's face bit by bit.

"Xuan'er, this is the last time I help you."

"My son Xu Xuan! He will definitely live up to his father's high expectations!"

"Ugh……"

Closing his cloudy eyes, Taoist Zi Lei began to think again.

"Alas... who made us the descendants of sinners? How wonderful it would be if we were born in the Grand View Immortal Continent."

"There is no need to fight or rob, the immortal will give it to us."

"My child, my father helped me grab a share of the family business, and I want to grab a share for you."

"This ghost place in Xizi Cangzhou will drive people crazy. They kill and rob. I really don't like it."

"But we can't do it without grabbing. We have to live."

……

While Taoist Zi Lei was thinking about it, Xu Xuan was kneeling respectfully beside him.

Even if he is the leader of the Bamboo Sword Sect, even if he is in the late stage of pill formation.

so what?

He is not Yuanying.

In this Xizi Cangzhou, the strong are always worthy of respect.

After a long time, Taoist Zi Lei finally stopped talking.

He closed his eyes and seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

After slowly standing up and bowing respectfully, Sect Master Xu Xuan waved his hand.

Bamboo Sword Sect!
Let's go!
In an instant, thousands of monks took to the air with their swords.

And the purple thunder boat also started to move little by little.

Standing in front of his father, Xu Xuan showed his majesty as a sect master.

This time the war begins, Dahe Sect must be captured!
……

As the Bamboo Sword Sect set off, the battle in the Black Qiu Forest over there also came to its final moment.

With the addition of Sect Master Hai Guo, the changes in the Purple Thunder Sword Formation have become even more drastic.

Looking at the sect leader Hai Guo, Zhujian Xu Weizhou slowly narrowed his eyes.

The understanding of this sea country... is so high!
He can actually understand the changes in the Purple Thunder Sword Formation!

This person...must die!
If he is allowed to escape, the Bamboo Sword Sect will rarely have peace.

The sword clanked, step after step, directly blocking the black blood dragon in a desperate situation.

Another sharp sword strike, and under the control of Haiguo, a flaw was finally cut out in the Black Blood Dragon's defense.

"Fellow Daoist Xu! I won't send it out at this time! When will we wait?"

Listening to Haiguo's roar, Xu Weizhou's eyes flashed with a solemn look.

The situation in front of him was far from what he had imagined at 01:30.

This sea country... is really difficult to deal with.

Forget it.

Don't make him suspicious, the overall situation is more important!

You let it happen!
Fa Fa Fa!
damn it!
"Sword Three! Kill the Dragon!"

As soon as Xu Weizhou finished speaking, seven rays of sword light gathered in one place, like a sword from heaven leaning down.

The sword light plowed the ground and cut straight into the neck of the black-blooded dragon.

The black armor disintegrated, and the flesh and blood turned into mud.

Amidst the shrill neighing sound, the sharp sword light took away the life of the black-blooded dragon bit by bit.

Inch after inch, at the moment when the sword light cut into the neck bone, the sect leader Hai Guo shouted loudly.

"Dahe cultivators! Stop the sword!"

(End of this chapter)