Chapter 572: Escape

After performing the Blood Sea Devouring Heaven Demonic Art, Su Jie's combat power was extremely terrifying. He stopped the pursuing team by himself.

Especially those secret treasure realm monks, who were extremely vulnerable in the face of the blood sea. They had no choice but to escape and dodge. Once they were sucked into the blood sea, they could only turn into blood water.

"Haha, you righteous bastards, it seems that you are incapable, so let me send you off."

Su Jie's huge face appeared above the blood sea, looking at the panicked righteous monks one by one, revealing a cruel smile.

Boom!

The bottomless blood sea rolled, the sea water was dark red, like blood, and blood fountains erupted on the blood sea, and huge whirlpools formed, as if it was the gate to hell.

The huge blood sea dyed the sky red, releasing a terrifying suction force.

Several secret treasure realm monks were sucked into the blood sea by the suction force, and were melted in an instant and turned into blood water.

The nine suns rotated!

Situ Hao was furious. The Nine Sword Seal was suspended in the air. The seal kept rising, dismantling and dispersing, turning into nine swords that pierced the sky and the earth, emitting supreme majesty, as if suppressing all things in the world.

The sword gradually grew wings, bird beaks, and golden feathers all over its body, changing into the shape of a three-legged golden crow, emitting infinite light and heat.

The Nine Sword Seal is the treasure of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance. Although it is only a top-grade magic weapon, it is actually inherited from the Purple Mansion Mighty and has some power of a spiritual treasure. The reason why it did not become a spiritual treasure is that it lacks some spirituality.

The so-called spiritual treasure is the simple spiritual wisdom of the magic weapon, just like a dead object has life, giving the machine intelligence, and the power will be extremely powerful.

Only the Purple Mansion Mighty can refine the spiritual treasure. Among them, the Yuanshen of the Yangshen realm is the key to refining the spiritual treasure. The Yangshen connects to the long river of the avenue and uses the aura of the avenue to warm it day and night, so that the spiritual treasure can be born with spiritual wisdom.

As Situ Hao pinched and performed the spell, nine suns appeared in the sky, and nine golden crows flapped their wings. The high temperature caused the air to evaporate, and they flew into the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood suddenly boiled, and countless bubbles burst out in the sea of ​​blood, and the whole sea of ​​blood seemed to be boiled.

"Look at me boil you dry!"

Situ Hao shouted loudly, and he used all his strength, almost with the power of burning the sky and boiling the sea.

As the great elder of the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, his strength was extremely terrifying. Although he was only one level higher than Zhong Xinpeng, his combat power was at least several times higher under the blessing of the Nine Sword Seal.

This scene was extremely terrifying, huge and shocking. Nine golden crows soared over the sea of ​​blood. They were obviously not big in size, and as weak as dust compared to the sea of ​​blood, but they burned everything into nothingness wherever they passed, and every move was as powerful as the sun.

During the battle, the sea of ​​blood seemed to be enraged, with thousands of waves, flying and impacting and corroding the nine golden crows.

There were also huge blood-colored tentacles that emerged from the sea of ​​blood, like a predatory chaos beast, and the Golden Crow wailed.

The aftermath of the battle between Su Jie and Situ Hao made it difficult for other cultivators to get close. They could only watch from afar, feeling frightened.

"Hmph! Just a few birds."

Su Jie's figure appeared above the sea of ​​blood, with one hand pressing on the waves of the sea of ​​blood.

"Immortals, Buddhas, Gods, Dragons, Phoenixes"

Su Jie recited the spell, his voice was like rolling heavenly music, majestic and vast.

The sea of ​​blood underwent strange changes, and the sea of ​​blood began to shrink and condense. One by one, figures walked out of the sea of ​​blood and stood behind Su Jie.

Some of them were ten feet tall, wearing cassocks, sitting cross-legged in meditation, with large earlobes, and solemn and sacred Buddha images.

Some were human bodies, wearing white robes, wearing golden crowns, and their handsome faces were full of indifference, like exiled immortals who dominated the world.

Some were giant dragons that were hundreds of feet long, with heads as big as mountains, scales as hard as iron, eyes shining, and roaring to the point of shaking the heavens and the earth.

There were sacred phoenixes with wings like clouds hanging down from the sky, noble and holy, crystal clear and pure, and the sound of their cries made people want to kneel down.

"What!"

The sudden change shocked the whole audience. Looking at these creatures transformed by Su Jie, the righteous monks opened their mouths wide, because such shapes were too bluffing.

"Kill!"

Su Jie waved his hand, and the Buddha, immortals, dragons and other mythical beings transformed from the sea of ​​blood began to fight.

The Buddha, who was ten feet tall, took a big step and appeared in front of a monk in the secret realm.

Its figure enveloped the monk, who was shocked and flew the sword in his hand through the Buddha's forehead.

A large transparent hole appeared on the Buddha's forehead, but his movements were unhindered. His big hand pressed down, and his palm turned into a ferocious mouthpart, swallowing half of the monk's body in one bite, biting it in two.

Bang!

A magic technique from the next door fell on the Buddha, blasting cracks on his body.

Crack, sticky liquid secreted from the cracks in the Buddha's body, and ferocious tentacles drilled out. The whole Buddha's body had more rotating eyeballs, and tentacles and mouthparts were all over the body, and the image changed instantly.

Other creatures condensed from the sea of ​​blood did not pretend. The real dragon expanded and turned into a monster with ten heads and three tails, and the exiled immortal turned into a monster with a human body and a snake head.

Their shapes were extremely deformed and terrifying, without the symmetry and coordination of conventional natural creations, filled with multiple limbs, tentacles, mucus, and vertical pupils, and they polluted the mind at a glance.

This was actually the inner demon of Su Jie's practice of the Blood Sea Devouring Heaven Demon Art, named Blood Demon.

Although the inner demon has been purified by the sun of Blue Star, it does not mean that the hatching ability has disappeared. It's just that the blood demon transformed from the inner demon, which was not well controlled by Su Jie in the past, is now completely under his control.

The entire battlefield was in complete chaos. There were more than a dozen blood demons transformed by the Blood Sea Devouring Heaven Demonic Technique. Their power was impressive and their attacks were fierce. They completely ignored the damage they suffered. Even if they were exploded, they would still be destroyed. Adds a burst of damage to the enemy.

Their power resounded throughout the battlefield, causing wailing resonance. The clouds in the sky collapsed under their power, and a monstrous blood-stained sound erupted, as the righteous monks fought to the death.

The appearance of these blood demon monsters made the battlefield extremely fierce, and many righteous monks showed expressions of fear.

"die!"

While Su Jie was concentrating on controlling the blood demon, Situ Hao appeared in front of Su Jie and slapped Su Jie on the chest.

Su Jie's chest was sunken and his internal organs were completely shattered.

Situ Hao covered Su Jie's head with another palm and smashed it into pieces.

However, there was no joy on Situ Hao's face because he could not feel the presence of Su Jie's soul.

Situ Hao's eyes were cold and he used all his spiritual power to consume every part of Su Jie's body, including every drop of blood.

"Jie Jie Jie Jie! As long as the sea of ​​blood dries up, I will never die, old bastard, you want to kill me, but you're still a little short of the mark."

On the sea of ​​​​blood in the distance, Su Jie's figure emerged from the sea of ​​​​blood again, and there were far more than one figure.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of Su Jies stood on the sea of ​​​​blood, speaking in the same tone in unison, which was terrifying.

Su Jie had reached the eighth level of the Blood Sea Swallowing Heaven Demonic Technique, and had already turned the blood all over his body into holy blood, and his soul merged into the sea of ​​blood.

As long as the sea of ​​blood still exists, Su Jie will not die. This is the most incomprehensible part of the Blood Sea Sky-Swallowing Demonic Art. In terms of lethality, it is not the strongest, but when it comes to life-saving ability, he said it was second, and no one dared to call it first.

Situ Hao's expression was uglier than eating a dead fly. Looking at Su Jie standing on the sea of ​​​​blood, he knew clearly that if he wanted to deal with the sea of ​​​​blood swallowing demon power, he would either have to crush it with strength and completely suppress and destroy the entire sea of ​​​​blood. Or they have to fight a protracted battle, wearing away the power of the sea of ​​blood bit by bit, and killing Su Jie again and again.

Because Su Jie's soul is integrated into the sea of ​​blood, every time Su Jie is killed, part of Su Jie's soul will be lost, and Su Jie will become weaker and weaker as he fights.

But it is easier said than done.

The Golden Crow that he transformed into the Nine Sword Seals, and the blood sea that has now evaporated is less than one-tenth of the blood sea itself. If he wanted to kill Su Jie, he felt that it would be difficult to do so even if he beat himself to exhaustion.

"How many people have you, this evil demon, killed, how many people's blood have you sucked, and how many people have you mastered to create such a ferocious demonic skill? I can't let you go."

Situ Hao spoke sharply. He looked at Su Jie and wanted to cut Su Jie into pieces. But he knew clearly that even if he cut Su Jie into hundreds of pieces, the sea of ​​blood would still be there. Su Jie can still resurrect from the sea of ​​blood.

"I can't count how many people's blood I have sucked. Why don't you come in and weigh me in my sea of ​​blood."

Each Su Jie burst like bubbles, leaving only one Su Jie standing on the turbulent sea of ​​blood, showing a contemptuous smile.

Situ Hao thought hard and never imagined that Su Jie was sitting in a big world with hundreds of millions of people providing him with a steady stream of blood, which accelerated the practice of the Blood Sea Sky-Swallowing Demonic Art.

Su Jie kept throwing money at Blue Star in exchange for a steady stream of blood, and he finally got something today.

Even a strong man like Situ Hao, who was at the fifth level of the Taoist realm, had no choice but to choose to kill the sea of ​​blood little by little.

While talking, Su Jie took action again.

The sea of ​​blood suddenly surged under Su Jie's feet. He ignored the nine flapping golden crows and rushed towards Hong Hansi.

Hong Hansi, who was fighting the Blood Demon, suddenly changed his expression and turned around to run away.

But several blood demons suddenly stood in front of him at the same time, blocking his way.

The next moment, Hong Hansi was instantly involved in the sea of ​​blood.

"No"

Hong Hansi let out a desperate roar. Before he died, he exploded all his spiritual power and wanted to break out of the sea of ​​blood, but he couldn't do it in time.

Although the Blood Sea and Sky-Swallowing Demon Technique is not known for its outstanding attack power, it is after all an eighth-level Blood Sea and Sky-Swallowing Demon Technique. How could he, a mere monk at the first level of the Taoist Realm, escape.

Hong Hansi kept struggling in the sea of ​​​​blood, constantly using spells and magic weapons, but he was swept deeper and deeper by the sea of ​​​​blood, just like a human being swept up by the waves, feeling particularly helpless.

In the end, Hong Hansi persisted for one minute longer than those monks in the Secret Realm who were refining instantly before he was completely swallowed up by the sea of ​​blood and became part of the sea of ​​blood. The pure blood in his body became the nutrients for the powerful blood sea to swallow the demonic power. .

"Those who come to help first will be killed first, and then it will be your turn."

Su Jie devoured a Taoist monk in an understatement, and Su Jie's overwhelming power made all the monks present change their expressions.

Including Liang Weichi and Yan Tianlei, two strong men at the third level of the Taoist realm, they all subconsciously retreated behind Situ Hao, for fear that they would fall into the sea of ​​blood.

"furious!"

Situ Hao's teeth were about to be broken. Whether Su Jie's frontal combat effectiveness was strong or not was another matter, but this sea of ​​blood and sky-swallowing demonic skill could make him sick to death. This kind of guy who can't be killed or destroyed is simply... It's a rogue technique.

"There is something even more outrageous. I have your genius disciple in my hands. If I want to redeem him, remember to prepare tens of millions of spiritual stones for me."

Su Jie seemed to have thought of something again and reminded Situ Hao.

Situ Hao's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he was about to explode with anger.

"Now, welcome to the real killing move of the Blood Sea Devouring Heaven Demonic Technique, the boundless sea of ​​blood!"

Su Jie made a spell with both hands, and just as he finished speaking, the blood sea under his feet continued to sink, and the waves were higher and higher.

"Be careful, defend with all your strength."

Situ Hao reminded him in time, and Su Jie was about to use his special skills.

Other righteous monks retreated and defended with all their strength.

But no one noticed that in the blood sea, a small stream of blood drilled into the ground and began to escape into the distance.

Half a minute later, Situ Hao and others looked at the still boiling blood sea, and a question mark rose in their minds.

What kind of special trick took so long to brew?

But at this moment, a ray of light flashed from the sky, like the ultimate bloom of the brilliant aurora.

The surging blood sea was instantly divided into two, neatly cut in half, and at least one-tenth of the blood sea was evaporated, which was equivalent to Situ Hao's half a day's work.

A figure came from the sky, standing on the top of a high peak, staring at the blood sea in the sky, with a pair of deep eyes under his sword-like eyebrows, revealing an insurmountable majesty.

The aurora escaped into his hand, and it turned out to be a flying sword, a genuine low-grade spiritual flying sword.

"Sect Master!"

Situ Hao and others were overjoyed, because the person who came was the master of the Wanjian League, Li Yuze, a strong man standing at the peak of the Daotai realm, with the seventh level of cultivation in the Daotai realm.

"Sect Master, please kill Su Jie quickly, and never let him escape."

Situ Hao spoke quickly. With Li Yuze here, the seventh level of cultivation in the Daotai realm plus the spiritual flying sword, Su Jie would definitely not be able to withstand it even if there was a blood sea.

"Stupid, he has already escaped."

Li Yuze snorted coldly, and he waved his sleeves, and saw the huge blood sea, as if it was dried by the wind, and was constantly evaporating.

Because Su Jie's real body had already escaped, the soul in the sea of ​​blood no longer existed, just like a rootless source, without power, and naturally destroyed easily.

Situ Hao and his group were dumbfounded. They made such a great sacrifice, but Su Jie still escaped.

"Don't chase him. This demon is cruel and cunning. He escaped very secretly and you can't find him."

Li Yuze snorted coldly. He was not at the gate of Wanjian League before, but was practicing in the outside world. After receiving the news, he immediately rushed over, but he was still a step late. I don't know if Su Jie noticed something in advance, so he ran away secretly.

"Master, this demon Su Jie not only killed my Taoist partner, but also my sect immortal Miao Xinming. This time he came here to make a big fuss, kidnapped our sect's genius disciple Wei Qingwan, and killed many elders of my sect."

Situ Hao became more and more angry. For Wanjian League, Su Jie's behavior was completely a slap on the left cheek.

"I already know."

Li Yuze's eyes were like swords, seeming to penetrate the void: "Spread the word to the world, from today on, we, the Ten Thousand Swords Alliance, will fight to the death with the devil Su Jie." (End of this chapter)