Chapter 1,365 The Heavenly Treasure Blood Demon Blade

On a deserted island more than a hundred miles away, Zhou Sihong was sitting cross-legged on a cliff thousands of feet high, holding a black flute about a foot long in his hand. The sound of the flute was a bit sad.

After a while, the sound of the flute became passionate, and the calm sea surface suddenly exploded, splashing waves more than a hundred feet high.

After a cup of tea, the sound of the flute stopped. Zhou Sihong put down the flute, sighed softly, and said: "More than four thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye, things have changed and people have changed. If Four Seasons has not died, he should be in the spirit world!" If I can ascend to the Demon Realm, I look forward to competing with Shiki again in the future.”

Zhou Sihong was the most promising member of the Dayan Royal Clan at that time. The founder of the Taiyi Immortal Sect in the East Wasteland was tied with him. The two could not tell the winner. However, their fates were completely different. The master of the Wangui Sect opened a space channel. , the demons invaded, Zhou Sihong was caught by the demons. Unable to withstand the torture of the demons, he surrendered to the demons. He used the true demon's energy to imbue his body and became a demon, helping the demons to kill the monks in Dongli Realm.

The Four Seasons Sword Master led the human monks to resist desperately, and made great achievements in the battle between immortals and demons. He became famous all over the world, and the Taiyi Immortal Sect also became the largest sect in the Eastern Wasteland.

To be honest, Zhou Sihong does not hate the Sword Master of the Four Seasons. A winner is a king and a loser is a bandit. If you lose, you lose. There is no use in holding grudges against others.

He currently only has more than thirty years to live. If he cannot advance to the stage of becoming a god within thirty years, he will undoubtedly die. The spiritual energy in Dongli Realm is abundant and Zhou Sihong cannot use it.

He is a demon now. If he wants to advance to become a god, he must absorb demonic energy. There is not much demonic energy in the Dongli Realm. Opening the space channel and guiding the demons into the Dongli Realm is his greatest hope and only of a road.

No matter how many Nascent Soul cultivators he kills, he still can't advance to become a god.

"Count the time? He should be out of seclusion soon? He needs to leave, otherwise there will be trouble if his things are taken away by those old monsters."

Zhou Sihong turned into a black rainbow and disappeared into the sky.

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Immortal-Suppressing Tower? Wang Changsheng frowned, with a bit of worry in his eyes? There is no news about Ye Haitang yet. What if Ye Haitang broke through the 35th floor? Randomly teleported hundreds of thousands of miles away? Such a long distance, they It was impossible to determine Ye Haitang's location.

What he was worried about was that Ye Haitang made a mistake. After all, more than a dozen passers-by died on the 35th floor. Wang Qiuming almost died trying to get through the 35th floor.

He told Ye Haitang that if the teleportation distance is too far, he can return to Qinglian Island on his own. He now hopes that nothing will happen to Ye Haitang.

A loud noise came from the thirty-sixth floor of the Immortal-Suppressing Tower. The Immortal-Suppressing Tower shook violently, and the void twisted and deformed.

"What's going on! Why is there something abnormal in the Immortal Town Tower?"

"Look! Someone has broken through the 36th floor. Look!"

"Oh my God! Someone really broke through the thirty-sixth floor! Demon race or human race!"

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Ao Qing frowned. The members of the Wufeng clan broke through the barrier not long ago. It is impossible for them to reach the 36th floor so quickly. It seems that the 36th floor is mostly from the human race.

On the thirty-sixth floor, the gray-robed old man was panting. His face was bloodless. Several sparkling magic weapons fell to the ground. There were cracks on the surface of the magic weapons, and Gongsun Martingale disappeared.

Hundreds of broken formation flags were scattered on the ground, their faces flickering with light.

In order to destroy Gongsun Yang, the old man in gray robe paid a heavy price.

He revealed a spiritual treasure, used up a fourth-level secret talisman and the five-element demon-slaying talisman, and a set of fourth-level formations were scrapped.

The Five Elements Demon-Slaying Talisman is the unique secret talisman of the Miao family, a cultivating family of the Yan Dynasty. Even the fourth-level monsters did not dare to attack it forcefully. After Zhou Sihong escaped from the forbidden area that day, he made a fuss about the Miao family, injured the ancestor of the Miao family, and took away a Zhang Five Elements Demon Killing Talisman.

Not to mention the pill-forming monks, even the Nascent Soul monks may not be able to produce a spiritual treasure and a five-element demon-slaying talisman.

With a flash of inspiration, a dozen golden jade tables appeared in the void nearby, each with a treasure on it.

The old man in gray robe breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the golden jade table.

In order to get through the thirty-sixth floor, he paid a heavy price.

"Tiantianlingbao Blood Demon Blade! Haha! Isn't this treasure destroyed? It's actually in the Immortal Suppressing Tower."

The old man in gray robe grabbed a short knife with blood flowing all over his body, and laughed wildly, his eyes full of fire.

The bloody dagger was two feet long and half-moon-shaped, with a lifelike vampire pattern engraved on the handle.

At this moment, the void distorted, and a colorful hole appeared. A strong pressure forced him into the hole.

"What's going on? I just picked a treasure..."

Before the gray-robed old man could finish speaking, he was pushed into the colorful hole.

The golden light flashed, and the weapon spirit appeared. A sarcastic expression appeared on her face, and she said to herself: "Idiot, the so-called Blood Demon Blade is just an imitation of the Immortal Killing Sword. I made three of them. If Every passer-by reveals their spiritual treasures just like you, so that’s okay, I’ll just give you a Blood Demon Blade.”

The thirty-sixth floor of the Zhenxian Tower suddenly lit up with a brilliant and colorful aura, and a colorful bridge more than a hundred feet long appeared in the sky. An old man in gray robes, as thin as a bamboo pole, appeared on the colorful bridge. He was holding a rainbow bridge in his hand. The short knife that caused the blood to flow freely emitted an astonishing wave of spiritual energy.

As soon as he appeared, thousands of pairs of eyes fell on the gray-robed old man.

"Tongtian Lingbao!"

Li Tianyang stared at the bloody dagger in the hand of the gray-robed old man and exclaimed.

The legend is true. Breaking through the 36th floor will actually reward you with a magical treasure.

Hearing the words "Tongtian Lingbao", the monks' eyes became hot and they all looked at the gray-robed old man.

A strong wind blew by, and a young man in red shirt with a pair of feet-long red wings on his back suddenly appeared next to the old man in gray robe. The hands of the young man in red shirt lit up with a red light, turning into a pair of feet-long red wings. Claws, grabbing at the gray-robed old man's Tianling Cap.

The gray-robed old man reacted quickly. He slashed the red-shirted young man with the Blood Demon Blade in his hand, and with a flash of blood, a bloody rainbow shot out.

With a scream, the red-shirted young man's hands were like tofu, breaking instantly when they touched the bloody rainbow, and his protective aura could not block the bloody rainbow.

The blood-colored rainbow instantly penetrated the body of the young man in red shirt. In front of the Tongtian Lingbao, the young man in red shirt's defense was like tissue paper, which could be broken with just one poke.

The young man in red shirt was cut in half by the bloody rainbow and turned into a large rain of blood.

The void above the gray-robed old man's head fluctuated, and a green dragon claw more than a hundred feet in size suddenly appeared, grabbing it like a moon fishermen from the bottom of the sea.

The gray-robed old man quickly waved the Blood Demon Blade in his hand, and another bloody rainbow flew out to meet him.

Boom!

The cyan dragon claw was smashed into pieces by the bloody rainbow, and a powerful wave of air erupted.

The gray-robed old man's body glowed with black light, turning into a black light and walking away through the air.

"Where to go! Stay with me."

Ao Qing shouted loudly, and the green light on his body swelled up, turning into a green dragon more than a hundred feet long, and chased after him. Li Tianyang and Huang Furui also chased after him. The Heaven-reaching Spiritual Treasure must not fall into the hands of the demon clan. If it is seized, Under the Tongtian Lingbao, their strength will make a qualitative leap.

Wang Changsheng has no interest in getting involved. Even if he gets the Tongtian Lingbao, he will definitely not be able to keep it. Instead, it will make the family a target of public criticism. The Golden Knife Sect is a good example.

"Let's go! Let's go back! A common man is not guilty of carrying a jade. This magical treasure has nothing to do with us."

Wang Changsheng pinched the Dharma Secret, and the Green Lotus Dharma Seat suddenly glowed brightly and flew along the path it came from.

Waves of huge roars came from behind, Wang Changsheng ignored them, and after a while, the sounds disappeared.