Chapter 314: God's Meteoric Blood Stone, Going to the Dragon Peak Altar, Possessed by Evil Thoughts

The architectural form of the City Lord's Mansion is similar to a castle.

The most powerful group of native monks all retreated into the City Lord's Mansion, hoping to use the formation of the City Lord's Mansion to resist the foreign evil demons and save their lives.

"You foreign evil demons, who rob and rob, have blood on your hands, and have committed countless crimes, will definitely not die well!"

Curses rang out from the mansion.

And outside the City Lord's Mansion.

There stood a man wearing a scarlet Wanluo Taoist robe and carrying a sword on his back. The flying sword behind him was wrapped in white cloth, but it did not reduce the rolling power in the flying sword at all, and the sword energy was faintly emitted.

The voice of the man with the sword on his back was a little hoarse, and he ordered the Wanluo Sword Sect disciples under his command in a light tone: "The bloodstones in their hands can greatly increase the number of spiritual inscriptions. Whether it is to improve the grade of magic weapons or cultivation, they are all rare treasures."

"No need to say more to them, attack together, break through the defensive formation, and wipe out these native cultivators."

The disciples of the Wanluo Sword Sect immediately used the sword control technique, pinched the sword fingers with their hands, controlled the flying swords behind them, and launched an attack on the City Lord's Mansion.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The power fluctuations emitted by the flying swords were very strong. There were basically no lower-seven-grade ones. Most of them were middle-five-grade Qi practitioners, and they formed a formation, which was even more powerful.

Every strike would make the formation tremble.

Among the native orcs, there was a sheep-headed man with a black dragon tattoo on his body. He held a red jade in his hand. He was extremely strong, with eight abdominal muscles and thick arms. He shouted: "Are you determined to kill us all?"

"An innocent man has a jade in his hand."

"Unfortunately, you will not understand such a truth." The leading man with a sword on his back stared at the stone in his hand and said jokingly.

In his opinion, the so-called Longding Mountain is a medieval battlefield.

This medieval fairy ruins sank due to the fighting between powerful people in the great war, forming a natural cave.

The opportunities inside are countless, such as the red stone in the hands of these orcs, which contains a large amount of divine substances.

It is a rare treasure comparable to the spirit of immortals. If you get a piece, your cultivation will improve by leaps and bounds, easily.

"Then we'll die together!"

The goat-headed man with dragon patterns on his body had red eyes and roared. He held a scarlet glowing stone in his arms and performed an ancient technique of self-sacrifice. He kicked his feet and rushed towards the disciples of Wanluo Sword Sect and others.

The ancient technique he performed can sacrifice the body as power to the gods, burst out with destructive power, and kill all living things around.

It is an extremely strange technique.

In the Mongol Dynasty, those who can engrave the mark of the gods on their bodies are the most loyal believers. Those who can engrave six dragon patterns like the goat-headed man are definitely comparable to the existence of the demon lord.

It's a pity that they encountered outsiders, who are also the most powerful ones.

The monks of various forces came to the Longding Mountain Cave Heaven, and they were all the pride of the gods and the top ones.

For example, the leader of the Wanluo Sword Sect in front of him has a heavy aura and exudes a sword intent that is steady and sophisticated. He is not an ordinary disciple, but a disciple who has been passed down for more than a hundred years. He has the strength of an eleventh-level real person and has the hope of winning the position of a sect elder.

However, rabbits will bite when they are forced. The sheep-headed man in front of him was seriously injured and had no choice but to sacrifice himself.

He used up the last strength in his body and burst out a hurricane comparable to the speed of sound, with an unstoppable momentum.

"It's interesting, but I have the natal sword seal given by the sword immortal uncle as a talisman. How can you die with me?"

The sword-carrying man hooked his mouth, stretched out his arm, opened his five fingers, and a crystal-clear and dazzling small sword pattern appeared in his palm.

From it, a destructive sword energy was stimulated and bombarded the sheep-headed man's chest.

The destructive sword energy came from a ray of the sword immortal's natal sword energy. The power was terrifying. Even if a twelfth-level master faced it, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

"Why——"

The sheep-headed orc roared unwillingly. Before his body exploded, it was split into two by the sword spirit of the sword fairy, and blood was spilled on the spot.

"It's a pity for a top-grade blood stone. If I could get it, I should be able to break through to the late eleventh realm."

The man with the sword on his back put away the sword seal on his palm, his face paler. He used his trump card, which still consumed a lot of Tao Qi.

If a strong man comparable to the demon lord exploded and counterattacked, even he would have a headache.

If it weren't for the trump card left by the sword fairy uncle, I'm afraid he would really be exchanged for one.

Suddenly, a faint laugh came from a distance: "I wonder who it is, it turns out to be the reptile of Wanluo Sword Fairy. I didn't expect that the Wanluo Sword Sect, which claims to be a famous and upright sect, would actually do such a thing as massacring a city."

Hearing this, the man with the sword on his back always felt that he had heard this voice somewhere before.

Not long ago.

The Battle of the Seven Kingdoms, at the bottom of the valley.

Then, his eyes revealed a cold expression, full of hatred, and he looked in the direction where the sound came from.

On the street, a large number of iron cavalry appeared. Two fairies with beautiful appearance and cold temperament stood beside a handsome man in golden armor. The man looked handsome and his temperament was like the most exquisite gem in the world.

This man was Lu Mingyuan.

"Lu Mingyuan, it's you."

The first reaction of the man with the sword on his back when he saw Lu Mingyuan.

It turned out that he didn't fight, but ran away.

Although he is arrogant, he is still self-aware.

As the number one genius in the War of Seven Kingdoms, Lu Mingyuan was very powerful and was not someone he could provoke.

There is only grudge between him, the Wanluo Sword Sect, and the Great Yan Dynasty.

If you are targeted by the opponent, is there any way to survive?

"Walk!"

The man with the sword on his back used his sword control skills and was about to run away.

"catch him."

Lu Mingyuan ordered calmly.

Sui Yuqing and Yun Qinghe came out at the same time.

Yun Qinghe held the flying sword in his hand, and he had a heroic air, like the heroine Ling Ran in the arena. She was performing sword skills all over her body, and when surrounded by sword energy, she looked like a peerless fairy in the treasure land of the immortal family.

Sui Yuqing, on the other hand, softly chanted the Golden Light Mantra with her red lips, and the Taoist scriptures in her mouth turned into a golden rope, locking the enemy in the void and flying away.

There was a powerful aura emanating from their bodies, forcing the disciples of Wanluo Sword Sect to keep retreating.

After a while, screams could be heard one after another on the street.

The man carrying the sword looked ugly and said: "Lu Mingyuan, we haven't provoked you yet, but you are so bullying, you simply don't take Wanluo Sword Sect in your eyes!

After saying that, he raised his palm and used his natal sword energy again.

He shot towards Yun Qinghe, who had the lowest cultivation level, while he seizes the time to escape.

However, Lu Mingyuan was very fast and snapped his fingers.

A giant hand of Dharmakaya gathered from the blazing red martial arts energy appeared from the void, crushing the sword energy to pieces.

"Wanluo Sword Immortal himself made three moves, and I took them all."

"With just a wisp of sword energy, how can you be my opponent?"

Lu Mingyuan turned his palm into a fist and smashed it lightly, sending the man carrying the sword flying.

Received several pieces of scarlet jade that fell from the opponent's body.

He discovered that the energy contained in these scarlet jade stones was quite powerful.

It seems that the disciples of Wanluo Sword Sect started killing just for this thing.

The man carrying the sword spat out a mouthful of blood. He was severely injured and looked horrified.

The power just now was definitely comparable to the strike of the Martial Saint.

If the other party hadn't wanted to save his life, he might have died long ago.

Everyone present, whether they were indigenous orcs or disciples of the Wanluo Sword Sect, all had their legs trembling and felt palpitations.

Especially the indigenous people.

Just now, they thought that the extraterritorial demons that could kill the city lord were already very powerful. Unexpectedly, another batch of extraterritorial demons came and they were eliminated with just one move.

These extraterrestrial demons are a bit too terrifying.

"What are these red stones?"

Lu Mingyuan asked towards the giant beast behind him.

The white ape under Lu Mingyuan transformed into a human form again and said respectfully:

"This object is our clan's sacred stone. Its full name is the God Meteor Blood Stone. Only by relying on this object can we resist the erosion of the black mist and prevent the punishment of the gods from coming."

"God Meteor Blood Stone."

Hearing this name, Lu Mingyuan was thoughtful.

"If I'm not wrong, these sacred stones are the sacred blood that fell from the battles of the gods in the past. Over the years, they have turned into stone mines."

The sword-carrying man from Wanluo Sword Sect struggled to stand up and said with an air of dissociation:

"Lu Mingyuan, what exactly do you want? If you kill us, Senior Sword Immortal will not let you go."

When Lu Mingyuan heard this, he sneered: "I originally wanted to spare your life and ask for some clues, but now it seems that there is no need for that."

After saying that, he appeared in front of the opponent in an instant, and pressed his big hand directly on the opponent's Tianling Cap.

Read the memory of the other party's consciousness.

Within a moment, Lu Mingyuan let go of his hand.

The man carrying the sword fell to the ground helplessly, his eyes were lifeless. It was obvious that his soul had been severely injured and he had become stupid.

Yun Qinghe stepped forward and asked, "How is it?"

Lu Mingyuan couldn't help but frown:

"There is quite a lot of important information. First of all, the biggest opportunity in this world is actually Dongtian itself, which is the clan of Xu demons. They are the descendants of the demon ancestors in the past. They used their divine blood to feed back their cultivation, and they have reached the scale they are today. ”

"These sacred stones are the resources that the major dynasties in Dongtian compete for."

"Secondly, there is another one. The center of the battlefield is at the Sifang Dynasty Altar."

"So now, we want to go to the Dynasty Altar?" Sui Yuqing asked.

While the three of them were talking.

A black shadow suddenly emerged from the surging black mist in the sky, and it was difficult to distinguish the reality from the reality.

Rushing towards everyone.

In an instant, the light of the divine stone in Lu Mingyuan's hand surged.

Emit bright blood light.

"Roar!"

The black shadow screamed and roared, and its shape changed rapidly, as if it was restrained by the divine stone.

Then, the black shadow changed direction and merged into the eyebrows of the man lying on the ground with the sword on his back, merging with his body.

"Wow!"

The man carrying the sword exuded an extremely terrifying aura. The skin on his body was cracked, his eyeballs were filled with black bloodshot eyes, and his whole body was filled with a sense of death.

The aura emanating from the man carrying the sword at this moment was somewhat more powerful than a hundred of him put together.

When the white-browed ape saw this scene, he knelt down and said in fear: "Master God is still alive, we will be convicted!"

Lu Mingyuan frowned and said, "He is possessed by evil thoughts."

"No wonder the city was fine before. These sacred stones can protect us from evil thoughts."

"Now that the disciples of Wanluo Sword Sect have plundered all the sacred stones, all these evil thoughts hidden in the black mist are waiting for an opportunity to catch up."

Lu Mingyuan looked at the struggling black mist in the sky, and had a bad premonition in his heart.

He felt that there should be a greater secret in these collections of evil thoughts from the medieval era.