Chapter 676 The Bell of Blood Sea

Tong Yan told Master Ming that Daoist Taiping underestimated a person. At that time, Master Ming thought he was talking about Jingyang, but in fact he was talking about the saber sage Cao Yuan.

Just like most mortals and practitioners in Chaotian Continent, when the world is facing destruction, they will always think of this name at the first time.

No matter how high the Realm Jingyang and Tanbai are, they are invisible.

Cao Yuan is different, he is the successor of the Guocheng Temple, who has been in the world for countless years, carrying the wind knife to teach evil and demons, and resisting the snow country.

Gudao suppresses the wind and snow and protects the human race. This is the strength and fearlessness that everyone can see.

But not many people have seen his true face. He has been in that small temple, and when he left the temple, he went to the snow field to fight the queen, but he was defeated several times.

Those who cross the threshold and enter the small temple can only hear his voice and see the golden Buddha, but they don't know where he is.

Today, the clouds broke, the sky shone on the sea, the waves moved silently, and fell to the ground. The monster screamed and cheered in relief, jumped out of the transparent water wall, and went towards the giant Buddha in the maelstrom... It turns out that the golden Buddha in the small temple is Cao Yuan himself!

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Guocheng Temple worships Buddha, and Baotong Temple and Shuiyue Temple also worship Buddha, but there is no Buddha in this world.

Cao Yuan has the world in mind and is unparalleled in courage, so he is a Buddha.

When Cao Yuan held the iron knife and pointed it at the snow field in the north or the endless sea hanging down like a giant wall, the Buddha became the sword master.

It's not that saints are stronger than Buddhas, but more capable of fighting.

The cloud suddenly dissipated, the torrential rain gradually subsided, and only a few drops of water were still falling.

Countless blue arcs lingered around Cao Yuan's body, gradually fading away.

In the higher sky, Yin Feng waved his wings, fanning away those annoying electric arcs, and looked at the Buddha in the maelstrom below with a look of astonishment in his eyes.

This person fought with the Queen of the Snow Country and was seriously injured, unable to leave the small temple. When did he recover? And why does it feel stronger than the rumors? No matter how strong he was, how could he travel tens of thousands of miles from Baicheng to the depths of the sea in such a short period of time?

Normally, seeing Cao Yuan appear, Yin Feng would turn around and leave without hesitation, relying on her agility and speed, the farther away from the opponent the better.

Today is different, it has to stay here to preside over the Heavenly Killing Formation, and the more important reason is that since it is the leader of the Tongtian Killing Formation, it is confident that it can defeat the opponent.

Even if the opponent claims to be the strongest man in the Chaotian Continent, in front of this large formation that can change the passage between heaven and earth, he will only end in ashes.

The strong wind howled, and the mottled and colorful feathers fluttered with the wind, blooming like countless wild flowers, and a silent scream emerged from Yinfeng's beak, and spread towards the sea.

Those monsters who had been branded by Daoist Taiping in the depths of their souls could not resist the order at all, and drew countless white lines on the sea surface, speeding up and rushing towards the maelstrom. Countless deep gullies have been carved out of the blue sea water, and the backs of those mountain-like monsters can be faintly seen.

In the sea water surrounded by a huge transparent wall around the whirlpool, monsters kept leaping out, flying towards the center of the whirlpool amidst the thunderous sound of the water.

The seawater falls like a waterfall, heading towards the deep and unknown depths. There are hundreds of huge reefs suspended in the air, bearing the impact of the seawater. Even a little farther away, it seems to be raining heavily.

Cao Yuan stood on a suspended reef.

The sea water washed his scarred face like rain washing a broken Buddha statue.

Looking at the monsters coming from all directions, he narrowed his eyes slightly, not looking serious, but adding a little joy.

Compared with those huge monsters, the huge Buddha body seemed a little small, and it was about to be submerged.

There was only a soft sound of rubbing, and an extremely bright knife light illuminated the bottom of the maelstrom, illuminated the sea water falling from the sky, and even shone into the depths of the sea, revealing more huge black shadows.

Dozens of desperate and painful howls and dull hums rang out, overwhelming the roar of sea water in a short time.

Countless straight cracks appeared on the smooth, steel-hard skin of those monster beasts, and countless blood spurted out from those cracks.

The sea water was instantly dyed red, and those monsters turned into pieces of meat, scattered one after another, and fell towards the abyss.

More monsters came around the maelstrom, and with the power of the water flow, they broke through the waterfall-like sea water and continued to rush towards Cao Yuan.

Cao Yuan was a little tired, sat down on the suspended reef, and waved his hands.

The iron knife pierced through the air, and with a bang, it slashed towards the falling monsters like flying stones.

Those bangs sounded a bit like thunder in the sky, and it was a bit like the sound of hundreds of feet of sea water rushing down the rocks, but in fact it was the sound of snow mountains collapsing.

The sharp knife light travels around the maelstrom at an unimaginable speed, gradually condensing into a white light band, which looks like a snowflake.

Those monsters are amazingly powerful, and even have supernatural powers. It is difficult for even a strong person in the sea breaking realm to kill alone, but none of them can pass through the sword light.

In the loud bang, the howls of monsters and beasts sounded from time to time, and the sea water was continuously dyed red.

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The sea water was stained red with blood, and was instantly faded by more sea water, turning into a blue and clear appearance, and then it was dyed red again.

The death in the maelstrom has never stopped. I don't know how many monsters died under the iron knife. The corpses of monsters falling into the abyss are so numerous that it is even doubtful whether it will block the passage of heaven and earth.

The sea water keeps falling, which is the most spectacular waterfall in the world.

Cao Yuan killed countless monsters today, even more than Liu Ci killed in the muddy water that night.

The monsters kept breaking out of the sea and dying.

Those fishy bloods stained the sea water and also Cao Yuan's body.

There was no mercy on his face, no sacredness on his body, he just killed silently, just like he had been in the snowfield all these years.

The seawater fell between the rocks and the cliffs at the bottom of the whirlpool, breaking into countless foams, no different from the snow on the snow field.

I don't know how long it took, and finally no monsters jumped out of the transparent wall, and the death stopped temporarily.

The dark clouds in the high sky gather again, the sky is no longer light, the torrential rain falls, the sea water roars, and the blood color gradually fades away.

Cao Yuan sat on the suspended reef, with calm eyes and an indifferent expression, like a true Buddha who sees through the world.

"Do you think this is all right?"

Yinfeng's cold voice fell from the sky: "It is said that the underworld controls monsters to disrupt the mainland. Who knows that this is a trick of real people? He has sent these monsters to the ground hundreds of years ago to help them multiply in the depths of the sea. The number is unimaginable today. How much more can you kill? Hundreds? Thousands?

Cao Yuan looked at the top of the maelstrom. Countless blood beads gradually appeared and connected into countless lines, forming an extremely complex, evil and terrifying formation. Is this the Heavenly Killing Formation that the Blood Demon Cult could not even put up in those years?

"You are the strongest in the world, is it worth dying for those mortals?"

Yinfeng's regretful and malicious voice echoed between the sky and the sea.

More than a dozen extremely high-level monsters broke through the seawater waterfall, and with a strong coercion, rushed towards the suspended reef.

Cao Yuan raised his right hand.

The iron knife flew back.

He held the iron knife and stuck it in front of him.

The reef suddenly shattered, and a circle of air waves spurted wildly towards the surroundings.

Those monsters turned into lumps of flesh again, and fell into the abyss with a rain of blood.

"It's not a question of whether it's worth it, it's my question."

Cao Yuan was covered in blood, like a blood Buddha.

Many of those bloods belonged to monsters, as well as his own blood.

Even though he is the invincible sword sage Cao Yuan, he paid an unimaginable price for coming here from Baicheng.

This is something Jing Jiu can't do.

"You are a bird, so naturally you don't understand. I mean that I am me, otherwise I will die."

Cao Yuan's voice echoed between the sky and the sea.

Like a bell.