Chapter 404: Thousand-Year-Old Demon

"Senior Qiling, if it really doesn't work, we just need to submit to them temporarily. Anyway, we did the same thing when we faced Master Shura. These monks are short-lived. We can endure for a few hundred years and they will die on their own. Then we can regain our freedom!" The bloody skull suggested, becoming more and more proud.

"That's right, let's compete with them to see who has a longer life!" The woman in red immediately agreed.

"Well, what you said is a good idea." Qiling was thoughtful.

Yuan Ming was speechless when he heard this.

These old guys have been imprisoned for thousands of years. I'm afraid their brains have been locked up. Even if they outlive the next owner of the Shura Blood Devouring Map, this treasure will definitely be passed down, especially if it falls into the hands of a big sect like Changchun Temple. There is no hope of escaping in tens of thousands of years.

The three spirits of the weapon had made a decision and shouted to the outside: "My fellow Taoists have great magical powers. Stop it. I am willing to follow you."

The bloody skeleton and the woman in red put away their magic weapons and flew back to the bloody screen very neatly.

The Shura Bloodthirsty Diagram was completely revealed in the sword formation without any defense.

Wanqi Hong was delighted when he heard this and hurriedly stopped the golden sword formation to avoid hurting the spiritual treasure.

At this moment, a ball of blood bloomed in his lower abdomen, and a misty white shadow stretched out from his lower abdomen and penetrated his dantian. It was a white long sword.

The sharp sword energy burst out, instantly crushing Wanqi Hong's dantian, and all his meridians were severely damaged by the sword energy.

And behind Wanqi Hong, a ghost-like figure appeared at some point, it was Dugu Feng.

Patriarch Lei Ming and Fairy Jin Xi were shocked by this. Just now, both Dugu Feng's silent body movements and the speed of the white sword were amazing, far better than Dugu Feng's previous performance.

"Ghost Escape! Black and white swords! You are not Dugu Feng, you are the ghost swordsman Jing Wusan..." Wanqi Hong spat out a mouthful of blood and said with difficulty.

"Jing Wusan is Dugu Feng, Dugu Feng is Jing Wusan, Daoist Wanqi, don't worry, this Shura Bloodthirsty Map, the Black Desert Alliance will use it for you!" Dugu Feng laughed loudly, and the white long sword slashed from bottom to top, and a snow-white sword energy shot out.

Wanqi Hong's body was split in half, and his head was no exception.

Patriarch Lei Ming's eyes flickered, and he was about to say something.

"Really?" A cold voice came from the side. Wanqi Hong was standing alive several feet away, which surprised Patriarch Lei Ming and Fairy Jin Xi, and they hurriedly looked in front of Dugu Feng.

Wanqi Hong's body, which had just fallen to the ground, had turned into a cracked black paper puppet at some point. It looked very lifelike, and was covered with various talismans.

"Avatar of death!" Dugu Feng raised his eyebrows, but was not surprised.

"I didn't expect that you knew about our avatar of death. If so, why bother to plot against me?" Wanqi Hong was quite surprised by Dugu Feng's reaction and said.

"I have heard for a long time that the monks of Changchun Temple are the largest sect in the Central Plains, and they have been evergreen for thousands of years. I want to test your strength to see if you are worthy of this title." Dugu Feng held the white long sword horizontally in front of him, flicked the blade with his fingers, and said.

After revealing his true identity, Dugu Feng's eyebrows revealed a sense of pride, which was completely different from before.

"What do you think after trying it?" Wanqi Hong asked with a smile.

"You are quite capable." Dugu Feng said lightly.

"It is a great honor to be praised by the Ghost Swordsman. It is said that the Ghost Swordsman's escape technique is amazing, and the black and white swords are even more amazing. The black sword is soul-snatching and as fast as lightning. No second sword is needed to kill people. The white sword is twice as fast as the black sword. After the two swords are combined, the power can be doubled. I wonder how it compares to my Sun Sword Formation?" Wanqi Hong laughed, pinched his hands, and the golden sword formation started again.

Countless sword qi appeared out of thin air, and golden flames appeared on each sword qi. The area of ​​hundreds of feet in radius instantly became extremely hot, as if it was suddenly brought to the volcanic lava.

When Lei Ming Lao Zu and Jin Xi Fairy saw this situation, they felt that they were not the opponents of Wanqi Hong and Dugu Feng. Seeing that the two were going to fight again, they flew to the back at the same time.

"The Golden Flame of the Sun! It is really powerful, but my mission has ended. I will just watch from the sidelines!" Dugu Feng suddenly turned around and left, flying away, obviously not intending to continue fighting with Wanqi Hong.

Wanqi Hong was startled, but how could he let Dugu Feng leave because of a word? Countless sword qi shot down overwhelmingly, and the whole void was filled with the terrifying sound of sword qi breaking through the air.

However, at this moment, he suddenly held his head and screamed, with veins on his forehead bulging, as if he was suffering from extreme pain.

All the sword qi was extremely chaotic, and then disappeared, the golden sword formation also collapsed, and nine flying swords fell down.

Lei Ming Patriarch and Jin Xi Fairy were shocked and didn't know what attack Wanqi Hong had suffered. They hurriedly sacrificed their magic weapons to protect themselves.

"This is..." Yuan Ming frowned when he saw the situation in front of him in the red-clothed woman's body.

The three people in the Shura Bloodthirsty Picture on the side were also stunned. They were ready to surrender, but they didn't expect that these monks in front of them would start to kill each other!

"These monks are still like three thousand years ago, they like to kill each other. The sword formation has disappeared. Senior Spirit, let's run away!" The bloody skull said happily.

The weapon spirit hummed, and the Shura Bloodthirsty Diagram turned into a blood shadow and shot into the distance.

"Since you have decided to surrender, why do you want to escape? You should stay." A black figure appeared in front of the Bloodthirsty Diagram. It was the black monk from the Black Desert Alliance.

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the black key shot out again, hitting the center of the Shura Bloodthirsty Diagram.

The Shura Bloodthirsty Diagram spirit groaned, and the blood light on the blood-colored screen flashed. The internal force restriction became chaotic in an instant, and the flight was abruptly interrupted.

"Damn it, it's this key again! The damn old Shura will haunt him even after his death!" The spirit cursed.

"It's him!" Yuan Ming was shocked when he saw who was coming.

The black-clothed monk did not allow the red-clothed woman and the blood-colored skeleton to attack. He pinched his fingers and made a virtual point. The black key in his hand shot out a black light that seemed to be real, with many runes flashing inside, which merged into the Shura Bloodthirsty Diagram.

The blood light of the Shura Bloodthirsty Diagram became more chaotic, and black lines appeared on the screen, quickly spreading to all parts of the diagram, forming a seal pattern, and the diagram was completely immobile.

Yuan Ming possessed the red-clothed woman, and the Shura Bloodthirsty Diagram was sealed. He could not see the situation outside, and could only vaguely sense the breath outside.

The black-clothed monk put away the key and slowly flew in front of Wanqi Hong.

"Master." Dugu Feng bowed to the black monk from a distance.

When Lei Ming Lao Zu and Jin Xi Fairy saw the sudden scene in front of them, they were stunned and looked at the black monk who had been silent before.

"The things in my sea of ​​consciousness... were put in by you...?" Wan Qi Hong raised his head with difficulty and stared at the person in front of him.

"Yes, this is my soul leech! I put it in when you were pierced through the Dantian by the white sword. Although Changchun Temple's death-replacement incarnation can replace the damage of the host, it takes half a breath to take effect, which is enough for my soul leech to parasitize." The black monk said slowly.

"Soul leech! You are..." Wan Qi Hong's eyes widened.

"It seems that you have guessed my identity, so you should also know the reason why I want to kill you. Go well!" The black monk raised his hand and pressed it, and a black giant palm several feet in size appeared out of thin air and slapped Wan Qi Hong's head.

The black palm emitted five light circles, giving people a feeling of suffocation. The surrounding space solidified and then collapsed rapidly, as if the whole world was squeezing over, and there was no way to avoid it.

Wanqi Hong was in great pain at this moment, and he had no power to dodge, and was hit by the black palm.

With a loud "bang", Wanqi Hong's head and most of his body exploded.

However, the next moment, he turned into a broken substitute incarnation again.

Wanqi Hong's figure appeared more than ten feet away, and his figure shot towards the Shura Blood Devouring Picture without hesitation.

The black-clothed monk was startled and immediately chased after him, and his mind urged the soul leech.

A slender silver worm appeared in Wanqi Hong's sea of ​​consciousness, wrapped around his Nascent Soul, and drilled into it, and the pain immediately intensified.

However, a white talisman appeared in Wanqi Hong's sea of ​​consciousness, attached to the top of the Nascent Soul, and a white light enveloped it, covering the Nascent Soul and the silver worm. The silver worm moved much slower, as if it was sealed.

Wanqi Hong's face relaxed slightly, and he made a gesture.

Nine flaming sun swords flew over, and instantly merged into one, turning into a golden giant sword to hold up his body.

The next moment, Wanqi Hong's speed suddenly increased by several times, and he instantly arrived next to the Shura Blood Devouring Diagram.

The golden giant sword disintegrated with a bang, turning into nine flying swords floating around the blood-colored screen, and the sword body was burning with blazing golden flames.

"Stop, if you dare to move forward half a step, I will self-destruct the flying sword. At worst, we will all break up and no one will get the spiritual treasure!" Wanqi Hong's flying figure stopped and shouted at the black-clothed monk who was chasing him.

The black-clothed monk stopped more than ten feet away, looked at Wanqi Hong and said, "You are just a magic cultivator, how can you suppress my soul leech? You must have used the talisman or treasure of the soul."

Dugu Feng also chased after him and stopped behind the black-clothed monk.

"Don't care what means I used. Your soul leech has been suppressed. Recall it immediately, otherwise I will still explode the flying sword. Quick!" Wanqi Hong shouted sternly, and a scorching sun sword lit up with a blazing sun-like light, and the aura fluctuated violently.

The black-clothed monk did not respond. Dugu Feng's face changed color, and then sneered: "This Shura Bloodthirsty Picture is a spiritual treasure. I don't believe you are willing to destroy it!"

"Facing a thousand-year-old demon like you, I just want to escape with my life. Whether it is a spiritual treasure or a fairy treasure, it is not as important as my own life!" Wanqi Hong sneered and pointed out the formula without hesitation.

The golden light on the flying sword surged again, and it suddenly exploded while expanding and shrinking!

A ball of golden sun appeared out of thin air, wrapping the blood-colored screen.

The blood-colored screen was submerged by the golden light and reappeared after a few breaths. A corner of the screen had become charred and cracks appeared.