I live in Shushan, my cultivation is the sum of all my sects

The heaven-defying power contained in the third eye pupil of the Mingtong family can glimpse the source of Taoism, understand cause and effect, and control the laws of heaven and earth.

However, once it is opened, a large amount of life essence and even Dao foundation are required to be sacrificed.

This is the first time that all the demons have witnessed the opening of the third pupil of the demon ancestor Ming Tong in thousands of years.

The moment the weird and unpredictable blood pupils opened, a boundless chill enveloped the Taihuang Yaoyuan, and even time and space seemed to stand still.

"Boom!"

The next moment, ten coffins were seen breaking through the ground.

While the obscure inscriptions circulated, the cold ghostly aura roared and circled, and what gradually emerged from the coffin were three-legged red-black corpses.

Especially the corpse of the six-winged roc in the center made the pupils of all the Kunpeng monsters in the monster abyss shrink suddenly.

"That's... Patriarch?"

"how is this possible!"

Golden-winged Pengzu has not appeared in Yaoyuan for hundreds of years.

For monks, a hundred years is like a passing time. The monsters in the Kunpeng monster clan thought that their ancestors were still in retreat, but they never thought that their ancestors had already been refined into corpse monster weapons .

"The Mingtong clan dare to do such a thing!"

"Shh..."

Suppressing their anger, the Kunpeng Monster Clan could only dare to be angry and dare not speak out about this matter.

In the Battle of Shushan, the Kunpeng Monster Clan had already suffered heavy losses.

Now that even Peng Zu has been brutally murdered, with the strength of the Kunpeng clan, it is impossible to compete with the Mingtong clan.

"Fuck me...Yaoyuan...death!"

An obscure low growl sounded from the mouth of the Golden Winged Peng Zu, and the strong corpse aura condensed on the six wings was extremely ferocious, like a bloody mouth, trying to swallow Ran Chunqiu in it.

At this moment, a rift was suddenly torn in the void, Bai Yejin stepped out of the air, his eyes looked down, as if containing the power of the supreme venerable.

"shortage."

As soon as the words fell, a boundless abyss suddenly emerged, imprisoning the golden-winged Pengzu and the other nine coffins.

The golden-winged Pengzu felt bad, the corpse aura above the six wings emitted majesticly, like a vast tide, constantly oscillating the void.

Although it has been reduced to a corpse, its current strength is not inferior to that in life.

I don't know whether it was because of the orders of the Mingtong Demon Ancestor or because of hatred, Jin Chi Peng Zu was furious, frantically trying to break free, tearing the white night brocade in front of him into pieces.

However, in this huge cage, its struggle was like being trapped in a quagmire, appearing extremely powerless.

"The Art of Imprisoning the Heavens in Taihuang" was born to change fate against the sky.

In the eyes of Bai Yejin, those things that look like demons but not demons are like puppets that are vulnerable to a single blow.

"If you want to, just play slowly here with me."

Bai Yejin sneered, and the abyss opened its huge mouth, swallowing Jin Chi Peng Zu in an instant.

"Brother, I will leave it to you next."

Turning around, his figure has already disappeared into the void, leaving only the mighty majesty enough to make thousands of demons bow their heads, echoing between the heaven and the earth.

In the deep void, the Demon Ancestor Mingtong finally showed a look of shock.

What was that abyssal domain that was far wider than Xiaotiandi just now?He even felt a bit of fear in himself.

Brother?

Could it be that even this person is also a disciple of Shushan?

What kind of secrets is hidden in this little and unknown sect in Shushan!

The Demon Ancestor Mingtong didn't dare to hesitate anymore, the situation in front of him was completely beyond his expectation, if these juniors could not be dealt with as quickly as possible, the situation would be completely out of control.

After all, until now, Ming Tong Demon Ancestor has not been able to see the master whom Ran Chunqiu and others respected so much.

Although the mysterious master of Shushan never appeared, he was like a heavy stone pressing on the heart of Mingtong Demon Ancestor, which made him feel fear that he had never felt before.

"Boom!"

A dharma figure that was so dark that it was so deep that it was impossible to see its shape threatened the world, and a monstrous sea of ​​blood rose from behind him, and countless demon clans with stumped limbs and arms wailed in pain, and the strange breath made the dark clouds above the demon abyss It's all a bit thicker, and there is a faint tumbling surge of thunder from the sky.

Heaven is furious!

The method performed by the Mingtong Demon Ancestor is obviously not tolerated even by the Dao of Heaven!

Even the monster races in the Taihuang Yaoyuan were all pale and terrified.

They never expected that those monster clans who were killed by the demon ancestor Mingtong were all refined in this sea of ​​blood, and they would never suffer reincarnation and purgatory.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the sound of the sword sounded.

A pale sword aura was as ethereal as a fairy, and the supreme killing aura spread out, causing the sky to dim suddenly, as if shocked by this extremely sharp sword aura.

The sea of ​​blood that covered the sky and the sky was cut across by a sword before it could last for a moment.

On the other hand, Ran Chunqiu has never drawn out the sword from his waist since he stepped into the demon abyss.

"Junior, you are really arrogant!"

The Mingtong Demon Ancestor has never been so contemptuous.

Ran Chunqiu just smiled coldly: "I know only three sword styles, one sword is enough to deal with you."

Zang Feng, draw your sword.

Even though he has not yet mastered the third form, he has practiced these two simplest sword moves a hundred thousand times, a million times, or even tens of millions of times.

"Presumptuous! Since that's the case, I want to see what skills you have!"

Mingtong Demon Ancestor was completely furious.

When he raised his hand, the sea of ​​blood surged up again, and countless dense blood-colored pupils suddenly emerged in it, like rounds of blood moons dyeing the entire Monster Abyss red.

Even Luo Hongxia couldn't help frowning slightly.

Even though the Ming Tong Demon Ancestor is still in the seal, he still has the strength of a half-step Tianzun. Are you sure you can solve it with one person's power?

This time, in order to pursue the ultimate, Ran Chunqiu didn't even bring any life-saving spiritual weapon except a sword.

This kind of behavior is undoubtedly an extremely risky move in Shushan.

Ran Chunqiu, however, still looked as usual, staring at the midair calmly, until the overwhelming sea of ​​blood enveloped him, he silently grabbed the hilt of the sword.

"Buzz!"

Only a corner of the blade was exposed, but the tens of thousands of blades in the demon abyss seemed to be facing the monarch, and at the same time issued a violent buzzing.

As the long sword was slowly unsheathed, the pale sword intent crazily surged behind Ran Chunqiu, and in the misty fairy mist, a majestic floating city gradually condensed.

On the sapphire plaque, three big characters were engraved with the sword edge - Baidi City.

The sharp sword intent exuded by those three characters is sharper than countless sword blades hanging upside down in the sky.

When Ran Chunqiu opened his eyes, the sword intent flowing in the starry eyes was like piercing the sky, infinitely mighty.

"With one sword out, the White Emperor falls."

For some reason, this sentence, which he had never heard before, reverberated in his mind inexplicably.

Chapter 146 Why is it so slow, I have been waiting for a long time

The sea of ​​blood filled the sky seemed to feel the terrifying sword intent emanating from Ran Chunqiu's body, his eyes and pupils were filled with violence, and the strange blood marks kept flowing, like a star basin tearing open the void, emitting a strong stench.

Amidst the overwhelming demonic aura, the phantom of Baidi City behind Ran Chunqiu is shrouded in fairy mist and is even more majestic.

"Zheng!"

Thousands of sword blades hanging upside down in the sky above the city sounded at the same time at this moment, and the pale sword energy turned into ripples, rolling in all directions, making all the monsters in the monster abyss feel as if they were facing the abyss, trembling slightly uncontrollably.

"Draw the sword."

At this moment, Ran Chunqiu slashed out with a sword.

This simple and unpretentious sword is just a wave of the hand, without any gorgeous sword moves, but it has been honed a million times, or even tens of thousands of times, but the sharp sword intent in it seems to contain the supreme power of killing prestige.

The imposing manner is boundless and mighty, running through the nine heavens.

Pale sword energy poured out, like a river flowing backwards, reflecting the whole world as if it was covered with snow, boundless.

Wherever it passed, there was a whine in the space, and even the laws of heaven and earth were torn into broken pieces.

When the sea of ​​blood collided with the sword glow, the strange pupils let out a miserable wail, and saw a silver sword mark passing neatly, easily piercing through the sea of ​​blood.

In just a moment, the sea of ​​corpses and blood that had gathered thousands of demon souls was cut across by a sword!

"This son's sword intent really didn't come from this world!"

The blood-red pupils of the demon ancestor Mingtong shrank suddenly. Not only that, he could even feel another kind of inheritance that was not inferior in Ran Chunqiu.

Who the hell is he, who can bear such a terrifying two inheritances at the same time?

"Blood Demon Great Seal!"

Mingtong Demon Ancestor hurriedly unfolded his dharma form, and the shattered sea of ​​blood turned into strands of fresh blood, pouring into his body.

As the huge body continued to expand, an obscure and strange blood-colored seal suddenly condensed in mid-air. The seal seemed to be purgatory, echoing with mournful wailing, trying to isolate this space.

The Demon Ancestor Mingtong hibernated for thousands of years, just trying to break the shackles on his body with this seal.

However, when the sword glow fell, the big seal that had poured countless efforts into it seemed so vulnerable.

"Boom!"

It was as if the heavens were furious, and the thunder roared.

The silver-white sword energy that was enough to dye the world as one color slammed down, and the blood demon formation instantly shattered. The terrifying sword energy shattered the vast land, and even the countless laws hidden in the depths of the demon abyss collapsed and annihilated.

The shackles that had trapped the Mingtong Demon Ancestor for thousands of years were finally cut off, but the sword light that swept across the supreme murderous aura also engulfed its body.

"impossible!"

The Demon Ancestor Ming Tong was horrified, but he saw that the third eye between his brows was also bleeding blood in pain.

The power contained in this sword, even its dark pupil eyes, cannot bear it at all.

The bright red blood flowed down from the three pupils of the Mingtong Demon Ancestor like a blood curtain, and it could only watch helplessly as it was swallowed up by the incomparable monstrous sword energy, and collapsed like smoke and dust.

"One sword... cuts half a step of Heavenly Venerable, is the strength of senior brother already terrifying to this level?"

The smoke and dust rising from the sky has completely obscured the vision.

Looking at the huge and terrifying scene in front of him, Kong Ming's small mouth opened into an O shape.

If I remember correctly, the second senior brother went up the mountain less than a year earlier than me. Can I really grow to this point within a year...

Luo Hongxia smiled and said, "Will you still complain about Master's strict requirements on you?"

Kong Ming shook his head like a rattle at first, but when he suddenly thought of the training that could be called purgatory, he immediately nodded with a mournful face.

There is no way, if you want to become stronger, you want to become stronger, but Master and Senior Sister are really ruthless when they attack...

Looking into the depths of the Demon Abyss, Ran Chunqiu's face turned cold: "I'm still being careless, the third eye of the Demon Ancestor Ming Tong has already grasped part of the power of the law of time and space, and the sword just now probably did not kill him."

The Mingtong Demon Ancestor Monster Clan is worthy of being an ancient monster who was in the Heavenly Exalted Realm in its heyday. It just seized the moment just now, and it did not hesitate to spend half of its life as the price of basic cultivation, breaking the laws of time and space, and escaping from the monster abyss.

Even though Ran Chunqiu covered a hundred li with his spiritual consciousness, he couldn't find any trace of it.

Luo Hongxia smiled and said, "Brother Ran probably forgot what Master said before you came."

"Master?"

Ran Chunqiu paused for a moment, and a hint of bewilderment immediately appeared in his eyes.

Only then did he remember that long before he entered the Great Desolation Demon Abyss, his master had said that he would make a move at a critical moment.

It seems that Master has already anticipated the current situation.

Ran Chunqiu couldn't help but smile.

He was still worried that the Demon Ancestor Mingtong knew the background of Mount Shu. If he were to let go, he might become a disaster that should not be underestimated.

In the end, he forgot that behind him, there was always that incomparably reliable solid backing.