Chapter 1511 Battle of Broken Moon (IV)

Xiao Lin pointed at the Blood Flower Bone Saint who was hundreds of feet in front of him, and saw a bright sword guard hundreds of feet in size suddenly appear in the void in front of him, heading towards the Blood Flower Bone Saint.

When the bright sword guard reached Bian Wuyu, it actually opened a gap on its own, passed through his body, and then headed towards the Blood Flower Bone Saint.

Bian Wuyu was slightly stunned, with an expression of disbelief in her eyes. She thought she had heard wrongly. The other party was the Blood Flower Bone Saint, a Mahayana cultivator. Although he had not yet perfected the power of rules, he was not someone that Xiao Lin, a mere cultivator in the middle stage of the Tribulation, could contend with.

If he exerted his full strength, he could at least fight him to a draw, eliminating a great enemy for the army of Fa Lingyu Fashi, but this young Palace Master Xiao was so ignorant of life and death that he wanted to take over the Blood Flower Bone Saint. Isn't this courting death?

This made her feel a little angry, and she cursed inwardly, "Don't know how to live or die." But she couldn't really watch Xiao Lin being killed by the Blood Flower Bone Saint. After all, he was the young palace master of the Mitian Palace. If there was any mistake, she couldn't bear the blame from the Great Spiritual Venerable.

The Blood Flower Bone Saint also showed a surprised expression, as if he didn't expect that a mere cultivator in the middle stage of the Tribulation would dare to challenge him. Seeing a large area of ​​crystal sword guards covering him, he immediately showed a disdainful expression. With a wave of his sleeves, a stream of blood light instantly gathered in front of him, and as he pointed his finger, all rushed towards the crystal sword guards.

"Bang bang bang~~~" The spiritual light shone everywhere, the blood light splashed, and dozens of blood-colored long swords slashed in succession. The crystal sword guard couldn't bear it and broke into pieces instantly, but at the moment of breaking, it exploded again, and turned into sword energy all over the sky.

Under the stirring of sword energy, the dozens of blood-colored swords also dimmed, revealing an expression of defeat.

The surprise in the eyes of the Blood Flower Bone Saint flashed, and with a wave of his sleeves, the mana in his body surged out, and dozens of blood-colored swords once again shone with blood. After a slight shake, he was about to cut Bian Wu Yu again.

His eyes were full of contempt and disdain when he glanced at Xiao Lin, and he was obviously full of contempt for Xiao Lin's big talk.

Xiao Lin didn't care, and a smile flashed across his mouth, because the next moment, the void around the Blood Flower Bone Saint a hundred feet away, up and down, front and back, left and right, all appeared huge crystal sword grids, and immediately formed a sword grid cage, the key is that it is endless, gathering towards the Blood Flower Bone Saint in the middle.

This is exactly the small Zhoutian purple thunder crystal light array set up by Xiao Lin's 160 Qingluan ice thunder swords. Back then, Xiao Lin accidentally obtained the 16 Qingluan ice sword embryos of the old man Qingluan, and they were all of the quality of fifth-level fairy treasures. After so many years of sacrifice and refinement, through the eighteen methods of fairy treasure sublimation, with the help of the vast resources of Mitian Palace, Xiao Lin forcibly upgraded the 160 Qingluan ice thunder swords to the quality of fifth-level fairy treasures.

In this way, the small Zhoutian purple thunder crystal light array he arranged has almost reached the power of the large Zhoutian purple thunder sword net array, and the prototype of the array has been initially formed. Once the large Zhoutian purple thunder sword net array is arranged, all the fairy spirits within 100,000 miles will be absorbed like a vacuum, and the power of the crystal sword grid condensed by it has also increased several times compared to before. The previous attack was just a test of Xiao Lin's small trial, but now the array is fully activated.

The entire void between Bian Wuyu and Blood Flower Saint Ancestor suddenly darkened, and countless stars appeared above the void, as if it had suddenly entered the night.

Such a method of changing the sky and the earth, let alone seeing them, had never been heard of, because in their opinion, even the great spiritual masters and the most holy masters in the spirit world could not do such a method, right?

Changing the sky and the earth, such a method is indeed impossible for the great spiritual masters and the most holy masters. Xiao Lin is only in the middle stage of the tribulation, so naturally he can't do it. In fact, among the stars above the void, only 160 are real, which are transformed by 160 Qingluan Ice Thunder Swords. The rest of the stars are all illusions. This is also the illusion that the Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Net Array can create.

But the endless crystal sword grids were not illusions, but the sharp sword energy of the Qingluan Ice Thunder Sword. Looking at her front, back, left, right, up, down, and from all directions, they were constantly gathering towards her. Just now, just one sword net dimmed the spiritual light of her twenty-four blood bone piercing swords. Facing so many sword nets, she was a little overwhelmed for a moment.

Bian Wuyu was also shocked. She didn't expect that the young master of the Mitian Palace would not make a move, but once he made a move, it was so shocking. Seeing the dense crystal sword nets, especially when she sensed that the surrounding void was as hard as fine iron, she couldn't even perform the teleportation technique.

In other words, at this moment, the Blood Flower Bone Saint had been completely wrapped up by Xiao Lin's sword formation, and at this moment, he could only rely on his own magical powers to decide the winner.

After a brief moment of surprise, the Blood Flower Saint quickly calmed down. A fierce look appeared on his face. He pinched his hands to make a spell. The twenty-four Blood Bone Piercing Swords around him circled around him. At the same time, blood light emerged from his body and spread out for dozens of feet in the blink of an eye, and then turned into fist-sized blood-colored balls.

After these blood-colored balls condensed into shape, they immediately shot towards the crystal sword net, and the moment they came into contact with the sword net, they exploded directly.

Xiao Lin also showed a surprised expression. He knew very well how sharp these crystal sword nets were. They could almost kill a cultivator in the early stage of the Tribulation Crossing. However, under the cover of so many sword nets, he still could not kill the Blood Flower Saint Ancestor. Instead, under the endless blood light explosion, it began to fall apart and turned into sword energy all over the sky, flying in all directions.

One layer of crystal sword net was blown apart, and another layer of crystal sword net covered it, as if it was endless.

Xiao Lin showed a stern look on his face, thinking: "The Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Net Formation is a space of its own, absorbing the immortal spirit within a range of 100,000 miles around and integrating it into the sword formation. Moreover, this Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Net Formation can also absorb the power of the stars in the endless void. Once it is arranged, the attack can be said to be endless. Let's see how long you can resist it?"

This sword formation was praised by the old man Qingluan as an invincible magical power of the same level. In other words, if a cultivator of the same realm as Xiao Lin is covered by the sword formation, it is almost impossible to survive, unless Xiao Lin takes the initiative to withdraw the formation.

The Blood Flower Saint Ancestor is not a cultivator in the Tribulation Period, but a genuine Mahayana cultivator. He is also one of the seven bone saints of the Xuanhuang Domain Bone Clan. Although he has advanced not long ago, he is not something that ordinary cultivators in the Tribulation Period can compare to.

Therefore, under Xiao Lin's Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Net Formation, he was able to move with ease in a short period of time. The endless blood-colored sphere was the magical power he cultivated - Blood God Thunder, which was formed by devouring the blood of countless creatures and refining it. In addition, it also merged with his own soul-devouring blood light, which greatly increased its power.

No wonder he could break the crystal sword net.

Xiao Lin stood in the void, motionless, staring at the blood light in the sword net, and his mind was spinning rapidly.

With the boundless magic power of the Blood Flower Saint Ancestor in the Mahayana realm, if this continues, he may not be able to consume all his magic power in a few years, which also makes him feel a little tricky. Could it be that he really has to use his backhand?

But Xiao Lin was not sure. If he failed to kill him with one blow and let his soul escape, under the hatred, the human race would not be at peace in the future.

Thinking of this, Xiao Lin's eyes flashed fiercely, and he saw him pinching the magic formula, and the stars in the void lit up one after another, but these lit stars showed a strange deep purple color.

Then, in the surprised eyes of Bian Wuyu not far away, a purple divine thunder with a thickness of about a foot fell from the sky, passed through the dense sword net, and fell on the blood light.

"Boom~~" A thunder sounded, and the purple thunder directly expanded to a range of thousands of feet. Under this divine thunder, large areas of blood disappeared without a trace, and the delicate body of the Blood Flower Bone Saint was suddenly revealed from the blood light.

At this moment, her appearance can be said to be a little embarrassed, with disheveled hair and a burnt face. The previous delicate appearance is no longer there. Obviously, she did not expect that this sword formation can also emit innate divine thunder.

"Innate Purple Chi True Thunder?"

The Blood Flower Bone Saint shouted angrily, as if he was completely enraged. The clothes on his delicate body burst open instantly, revealing a delicate body that made people's blood boil. But soon, bone spurs grew out from his body, and his body expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he became about ten feet tall, and blood surged all over his body. He had completely turned into a blood man.

This is the true appearance of the Blood Bone Clan. The surging blood on his body began to stir up the sound of turbulent waves, spreading out in waves, and in an instant, it extended to a thousand feet away. Even the endless crystal sword net was wrapped in it and began to be corroded and filthy.

Xiao Lin was also surprised when he saw this. He didn't expect that he could actually perform a technique similar to the magic blood sea supernatural power. Moreover, Xiao Lin actually felt countless miserable souls from the endless blood waves, and let out a silent roar, just like the legendary endless purgatory.

"Explode~~" Xiao Lin pointed with one hand, and the crystal sword net in the blood wave immediately exploded, turning into endless sword energy flying and cutting. The boundless blood wave was also raised into a huge wave dozens of feet high, but the blood sea was not shattered and dissipated. After experiencing violent fluctuations, it gathered again and continued to expand. If it continues to expand like this, it will soon cover a thousand miles of void.

Xiao Lin was also shocked. The Mahayana cultivator was indeed extraordinary and extremely difficult. If this continues, the Great Zhoutian Purple Thunder Sword Net Formation may not be able to do anything to her.

Xiao Lin's mouth rang out obscure spells, and the stars in the void lit up one after another. The crystal sword nets suddenly burned with green flames. The boundless blood waves touched the green flames and condensed into blood ice silently and solidified in the void.

And above the void, the innate purple thunder fell one after another, fiercely bombarding the blood ice.

The blood ice immediately began to disintegrate and disappear, but it was impossible for the blood ice that covered hundreds of miles and was hundreds of feet thick to completely disintegrate and disappear in a short period of time.

At this time, the voice of the Blood Flower Bone Saint rang out: "I didn't expect that you also practiced the Extreme Cold Flame Divine Power, and with the innate purple thunder, you were able to hurt the origin of this saint's holy blood. Unfortunately, this saint has practiced the Holy Blood Method for tens of thousands of years. If you advance to the Mahayana realm, the innate purple thunder may be able to severely injure this saint. Now let you taste this saint's blood flower holy realm."

As soon as the words fell, the fragmented blood ice that had been bombarded by the innate purple thunder began to collapse from the inside, and then began to rotate. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge vortex. From the blood-colored vortex, a blood lotus slowly grew out. The blood lotus was a hundred feet in size and emitted circles of blood-colored halos.

Seeing this scene, even Bian Wuyu, who was not far away, showed a horrified expression and said: "This Blood Flower Holy Realm is based on the ancestral blood on her body, and the magical power condensed by integrating the blood of countless creatures in the future. It can break through All illusions and obstacles directly hit the immortal cultivator himself, and all tangible things are unstoppable. The young palace master quickly retreats and lets Wuyu resist this blow. "

Bian Wuyu also showed an expression of determination in his eyes. Facing the Blood Flower Bone Saint's desperate blow, she had to use her strongest magical power to resist, even though it would seriously damage her vitality, she couldn't care less.

"There is no need for Territory Lord Bian to intervene. Please rush back to Wangxi Immortal City as soon as possible, lead the army of magicians from the Magic Spirit Domain, and defeat the Blood and Bone Clan army in one fell swoop. Remember to hunt them down as much as possible and eliminate the remaining strength of the Bone Clan."

"But? Here?"

"Lord Bian has no confidence in this young palace master? Even if this young palace master is not his opponent and is killed by her, at least he can buy time for you, the domain master, and Mitian Palace will not hold the domain master responsible for anything. Territory Lord Bian, please feel free." Xiao Lin's words were a bit harsh, and he was obviously a little dissatisfied.

Bian Wuyu glanced at Xiao Lin, and then at the blood lotus that was slowly blooming in the distance. He sighed secretly in his heart, cupped his hands, and said: "Young Palace Master, you are precious, so I will go without saying anything."

After saying that, it turned into a spiritual light, cut through the void, and flew away.

When Blood Flower Bone Saint saw Xiao Lin actually instructing Bian Wuyu to leave, he couldn't help but secretly said: "I don't know whether to live or die."

At the same time, it also deepened his determination to kill Xiao Lin.

As the bloody lotus bloomed, a small bloody blade slowly rose from the center of the lotus. There was an astonishing terrifying aura in the small bloody blade. The moment it appeared, the endless waves of blood around it were like white birds. As if returning to their nest, they crazily poured into the small blade.

Even the essence and blood on the Blood Flower Bone Saint's body was swallowed up and entered the small blade.

"Xiao Lin, I did not hesitate to spend ten thousand years of cultivation to integrate most of my holy blood into the Soul-Slaying Blade. You will definitely die today, go."

When the small bloody blade rose, Xiao Lin instinctively felt an extreme danger. He slowly raised one hand, and an emerald-green gourd slowly rose from the palm of his hand.

At the same time, a white light bloomed at the mouth of the gourd.