Chapter 317 I Dye the Sky with Devil Blood

It was as if he was not the one being surrounded and threatened by countless murderous intentions.

After looking around carefully, the gray-robed figure came back to his senses, stopped his movements, looked at the ferocious bald head opposite, and said.

"With such a strong sense of resentment and murder, it seems that I have found the right place..."

"This is where the Hanhai Demon Dao General Altar is..."

He was talking to himself like this, which made the bald head feel a little dazed.

In the past, there were many people who wanted to come to the Demonic Way of the Vast Sea to fight against the autumn wind, and there were many big shots in the pill-forming stage among them, but they usually failed and returned without success.

He had never seen such a special person, who seemed to be unprepared and just rushed into this dragon's den and tiger's den so recklessly.

Now, they don't seem to understand the situation. They seem so calm in front of these ferocious demonic monks, and they are still asking?

Is this too disrespectful to them?

The bald demonic monk felt an evil fire rising in his heart.

"Catch him and take him back and process him!"

Seemingly losing interest in the conversation, the bald man waved his hand and assigned a team of demonic monks to step forward to fetch the person, then turned around and left.

"It seems that our evil reputation in the Vast Sea Demonic Path is not strong enough..."

"During this period, cats and dogs dare to venture onto the island!"

He smiled coldly and shook his head.

Later, we will let these people know what human tragedy and demonic hell are.

Uh-huh!

A cold light rose from behind.

For a moment, the bald man's heart sank, and he felt the cold hair on his back stand up completely. Under the invisible terror, for no reason, his body trembled, and his feet became weak, just like the blast he had just felt. The cold light seemed to have passed through his body.

"not good?!"

The bald man suddenly turned around and looked behind him. In an instant, what he saw made his expression change and his heart sink.

His eyes suddenly widened, as if he had seen some incredible sight.

But they saw that the team of demon cultivators they had just sent were standing there, strangely motionless, as if time had stopped and was frozen in a mysterious field.

And the core center of that field is the man in gray robe who seems to have rushed to the island.

At that moment, it seemed like a thousand years had passed, and time seemed to have frozen.

The other demon cultivators around them were all confused. This method was too high-end and beyond their ability to understand.

But this did not prevent them from changing their expressions one by one. They smelled of fear from their souls to their bodies. Their legs felt weak. The dignified demonic monks could not walk for a while.

A layman looks at the excitement, an expert looks at the door.

In such a situation, they still don't know where they are, and they are in big trouble.

A big fish was caught in this move.

No, not even a prehistoric dragon whale.

The kind that can swallow the entire Hanhai Demon Dao Temple in one bite...

Is there an incredible top powerhouse landing on the island?

They wanted to shout, to make a noise, to inform the people inside.

But their eyes were dull, their bodies were stiff, their voices were stuck in their throats, but not a single ounce came out. In the depths of each person's pupils, there was an emotion of fear that came from deep within.

It wasn't that they didn't want to run away, shout, or sound the alarm to notify the powerful people inside the Vast Sea Demonic Dao Forum to come to the rescue.

But quietly, everyone was dumbfounded and realized that they had spoken unconsciously at some unknown time.

Hundreds of demonic monks, including some of the top demonic monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, the Purple Mansion Stage, and even a few Void Core Realm Demonic Cultivators, suddenly found that their bodies no longer seemed to belong to them. No matter how they activated the magic power in their bodies, It's like a stone has fallen into the sea, and the whole person is like a puppet on strings, with no autonomy at all.

How is this possible?

What kind of incredible method is this?

At this moment, these demonic monks who were licking blood from their swords finally felt the horrible feeling of being unable to control themselves.

This feeling made their scalps tingle.

It's like taking away the right to life instinct.

The incredible scene happened the moment the gray-robed figure stepped onto the island.

With all the questions exploding in his head, the bald man was still unaware and could only feel his calves trembling.

The scene in front of me is really weird.

It was just a turn around. How come the scene that happened was completely different from what he imagined?

He looked at the gray-robed figure standing in the center, with uncontrollable fear in his eyes.

At this moment, no matter how idiotic he is.

I also knew something was wrong.

He also knew that the person in front of him was not someone he could mess with.

Could it be that some Nascent Soul cultivators came to invade the island regardless of the agreement?

The bald man, who was a Xudan monk, swallowed hard and his soul trembled.

This weird situation now really frightens him.

"Death...dead...all dead..."

Just when he wanted to get a little courage from the demon cultivators around him.

Suddenly, I found that my companion who used to be extremely cruel became stammering and speaking tremblingly.

But these words left the bald head completely confused.

Then something even weirder happened.

Along the center of the gray-robed man, the monks were like dominoes, causing a chain reaction and falling to the ground one by one.

In just a blink of an eye, hundreds of people in the team collapsed to the ground like wooden men without any sound or feeling.

A large group, motionless.

No breath at all, deader than dead.

The bald man also opened his mouth unconsciously, his soul trembling wildly, making him send out an unprecedented signal, which was a huge pressure facing a life-and-death crisis.

"Leaving directly without answering my question, isn't it too rude?!"

At this time, the invisible breath of the gray-robed figure emanated, clearing the clouds and mist, revealing his true face.

It was an extremely handsome face, but in the eyes of the bald man, it was like seeing some kind of the most terrifying giant beast. At a glance, the bald man became more collapsed.

"Bi... Bibo Island Master."

"The first person under the Nascent Soul of the Sea Realm!"

Damn it, why is it this evil star?

Isn't he being hunted by the Jiaolong Imperial Court? Didn't someone say that he is dead?

Or hiding somewhere to recover from his injuries?

How could he show up here at the headquarters of the Vast Sea Demon Sect?

The person who came was actually the terrifying existence who was wanted by the Jiaolong Demon Court and ranked first in the Jindan cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage.

He was known as the strongest person in the Jindan stage of the Sea Realm.

The first person below the Nascent Soul stage was the island master Zheng Yi of Bibo Island.

The bald cultivator seemed to be crying and laughing, and almost cried out. Although he was also a Jindan cultivator, he was just a Xudan cultivator.

His family knew his family's situation. His cultivation was a coincidence, and he pushed it up by relying on resources. Not to mention a Zhendan cultivator, even an ordinary Jindan cultivator would have a hard time against him. What's more, the one in front of him was a Jindan cultivator of the upper third grade, the real first person below the Nascent Soul stage in the Sea Realm.

That was a terrifying existence that even a powerful cultivator like Fuhai Demon Lord could not take down.

In his eyes, such a person.

What is the difference between him and an ordinary Nascent Soul ancestor?

He actually wanted to capture his subordinates and torture them. When the bald monk thought of those words now, he wanted to slap himself hard.

It was like going to the toilet with a lantern, looking for death.

If Zheng Yi could forgive his behavior just now, the bald monk felt that he could kneel down and call him father, just begging him to spare his life.

Now he was nervous, and a heavy shadow of death shrouded his heart, lingering for a long time.

"Yes, yes!"

"The upper cultivator is coming, I am very scared!"

"Just now, it was all some misunderstandings. This is indeed the headquarters of the Hanhai Demon Sect..."

In extreme panic, the bald monk's mind was spinning rapidly, and his mouth was uncontrollable, answering Zheng Yi's questions one by one.

"That's good."

"Thank you for your answer..."

"In this case, you are useless, you can all die!"

Zheng Yi glanced at the surrounding demon cultivators, his eyes turned silver-white at this moment, and endless blood light rose from behind him.

In the one-mile area where Fang Yuan was, along the center of where he stood, two blood-colored crescent moons rose up quickly.

The Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Sword devoured countless lives, as well as the flesh and blood of many dragons, and opened the core of the Heaven and Earth Sun and Moon Wheel. It was no longer what it used to be. It was a terrifying existence that was only one step away from reaching the spiritual treasure stage.

Even the energy source of this single object was stronger than Zheng Yi, a ninth-grade Jindan cultivator.

Blood flashed in his eyes, and mysterious and strange blood patterns were everywhere, forming a bizarre Heavenly Demon symbol. A cold light passed by, and Zheng Yi raised his right hand, made a sword with two fingers, and drew it towards the void.

Two blood lights, crisscrossed, soared into the sky.

Immediately, the Heavenly Demon Blood-Transforming Divine Sword descended!

At this moment, the entire Hanhai Demon Dao headquarters was completely transformed into a blood-colored ocean, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, dyed red by blood, and turned into a blood cloud.

The snow waves rolled, and countless blood shadows shot out from the two sun and moon swords, like the endless blood gods shooting wildly.

Wherever they passed, everything turned into blood stains.

Whether it was the bodies of human monks or their souls, as the blood light passed through the air, they directly sank into the bodies of the demon monks, and immediately melted and were swallowed by the blood light.

Then, the blood light penetrated again, and the demon monks on the opposite side were also swallowed by the blood light.

Compared with the monstrous mysterious breath of the sky demon.

The demon meaning permeated above the entire Hanhai Demon Sect headquarters seemed to be a small witch meeting a big witch.

Those demon monks were affected by Zheng Yi's Heavenly Demon Dao, and their whole bodies were directly stiff there, motionless, and were successively stained by the Heavenly Demon Blood God Sword and swallowed into the sword.

In an instant, the bald monk was almost scared to death.

His calves trembled.

But he found that Zheng Yi missed him alone and did not kill him.

How could he hold back at this time?

He was so scared that he ran away for his life.

Behind him, the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword was raging. Under the crisscrossing blood god light, it was unclear how the rows of demon monks died.

Just two Heavenly Demon Blood Swords trembled and pointed at the void. The invisible blood-colored sword light was enough to destroy these seemingly ferocious demon monks.

"Run, quickly notify the headquarters, there is a strong enemy!"

The bald demon cultivator let out a shrill scream, turned his body suddenly, and rushed straight into the depths of the island at a speed that did not match his body.

Faced with such a terrifying enemy, the bald man didn't even have the desire to resist. A deep feeling of powerlessness rose from the depths of his heart.

"Since they are here, stay!"

Zheng Yi took a look and just said this lightly.

The bald man flew straight to the distance, leaving footprints in the void one by one, and followed him.

Behind him, the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword did not need his control. Two crescent-shaped blood-colored demon shadows were constantly waving in the air. The terrifying invisible blood-colored sword energy was greatly enhanced. Not to mention the garbage of the Purple Mansion and the Foundation Establishment, even ordinary Jindan stage cultivators could be easily killed.

It is no exaggeration to say that wherever the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword passed, there was no enemy for a moment.

This was still not under Zheng Yi's control.

With only the fierce and fierce magic weapon of the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword, it was invincible. Under the blood light, the magic monks were easily killed without even screaming.

After waving it a few times, countless buildings collapsed and countless figures fell, leaving behind dense corpses.

The solemn magic shadow enveloped the entire island.

It blocked all breaths.

Even the nearby Jiaolong Island could not feel it at all.

Two blood-colored light wheels rose to the sky, replacing the moon in the sky and the formation of the entire Hanhai Demon Sect, becoming the new center, blocking everything and controlling everything.

Except for the bald monk, all the demons turned into corpses wherever the demon shadow passed.

Then it turned into blood stains and merged into the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword. Even their souls struggled in endless pain and were finally swallowed by the magic sword.

Zheng Yi was still slow and measured. With the Heavenly Demon Blood Sword covering the entire island, all areas were controlled by the Heavenly Demon Dao. He was not worried about any fish slipping through the net.

His footsteps stepped over the area covered with blood, and continued to track the direction of the bald monk's escape.

"A Jindan monk can also be regarded as a high-level one!"

"Follow him, we should be able to find the core secrets of the Vast Sea Demon Dao..."

Zheng Yi's footsteps were neither fast nor slow. With every step he took, a blood-colored light flashed across the sky. Countless demon monks fell to the ground. Wherever he passed, a long string of corpses was left behind. It was almost a scene of extreme tragedy.

But the more terrifying thing was still to come.

With the trembling of the blood-colored demon sword in the sky, the bodies of the endless demon monks and their souls fell into darkness forever, turned into blood light, and disappeared in the demon sword without a drop left.

The main thing was one.

Never waste.