Chapter 811: Blood Devouring Demonic Blade

"Fight, hit quickly, it's best to knock the dog's brains out!"

Qin Tian, ​​who was hiding in the dark, took out a bottle of immortal wine and took a sip, waiting to watch the show. He felt quite accomplished about this. After all, he was the one who fueled all of this.

"Huh!" The Ghost Lord snorted coldly, and his face became extremely ugly. He originally wanted to threaten Qingyu to join forces with him, but in the end, he pushed Qingyu to the side of the Devouring Original Demon, which made him very depressed.

But a loser does not lose. He glanced at the two of them sharply, and said slowly: "Even if you two join forces, how can you defeat me!"

Hearing this, the Devouring Original Demon sneered: "Ghost Lord, you are too arrogant. Master Qingyu and I join forces, and you will definitely die. If you know better, withdraw from this fight and go back to the ghost world. Otherwise, after you die, , the entire ghost world will be destroyed!"

"That's right, Ghost Lord, you should return to the Ghost Realm. Otherwise, you won't get the body of the spirit, but you will lose your life in vain!" Qingyu also said with a smile, with a bit of ridicule in his tone.

"You want to kill me, but you two are not qualified enough. Come and help me hold the original demon of Devouring with four people. I will deal with him after I kill Qingyu!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Ghost Lord suddenly put away the spear in his hand and replaced it with a blood-red long knife. This long knife had a strong smell of blood, as if this knife had tasted the blood of hundreds of millions of creatures. blood.

At the same time, this long knife also has a strange demonic quality. As long as your eyes fall on the long knife, you will feel a demonic barrier in your heart, as if you are trapped in a boundless sea of ​​blood. At the same time, there are hundreds of millions of evil spirits roaring in the sea of ​​blood. , shocking.

"What a magic sword!"

Qin Tian, ​​who was hiding in the world of Shenzang, shuddered secretly and quickly withdrew his eyes, not daring to look at the magic knife again.

At this time, the ghost master slowly spoke with a solemn tone: "This knife is called Blood Bite. It has swallowed the blood of hundreds of millions of creatures in the three worlds. It is full of demonic nature. Even I dare not use it easily, because this knife has a If you go out, you have to drink the blood of billions of creatures. Although there are not billions of creatures here, you two emperors are enough to satisfy it!"

Hearing this, Qingyu's eyes shrank slightly, and he felt a little more wary: "Ghost Master, stop pretending to be a fool. You have a trump card, but I don't have one, right?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingyu had a black long sword in his hand.

This long sword is not complete. There are three gaps on the blade and several cracks on the blade.

But such a mutilated long sword exudes a very strong aura, which is faintly able to compete with the blood-eating knife of the ghost master.

"This is probably a damaged high-grade artifact!"

Qin Tian secretly thought, and at the same time, he was even more curious about Qingyu's origins. Who is he? Why did his subordinates all have mid-grade divine weapons in their hands? Now he actually took out an incomplete high-grade divine sword.

"Stop talking nonsense and come and die!"

A hint of impatience flashed in the Ghost Lord's eyes. He held the knife in both hands and suddenly flew out.

Immediately, a burst of howling ghosts could be heard, and then Qingyu discovered that he seemed to have fallen into an endless sea of ​​blood. Waves of cold murderous aura and evil spirit kept pouring into his body, almost freezing his body and soul.

"not good!"

Qingyu secretly screamed, he never thought that the opponent's blood-eating knife could actually release such a terrifying illusion. He fiercely mobilized the law energy in his body and poured it into the high-grade artifact.

"Buzz buzz!"

The high-grade divine sword trembled violently, and then released circles of black light waves, dispelling all the murderous aura and evil spirits around it.

But immediately more murderous and evil spirits were unleashed.

At this moment, a bright red sword light appeared on Qingyu's neck without any warning.

"puff!"

Blood splattered and a big head flew up.

"die!"

An ambiguous byte came out from the ghost master's mouth, and the blood-red sword light burst out. In an instant, Qingyu's body and head were strangled to pieces.

"Master!"

Seeing this scene, the seven Emperor Jiu under Qing Yu could not help but be horrified and looked panicked.

But at this moment, tens of thousands of meters away, a figure gradually condensed out. His palm was spread out, and there was a special jade talisman with a crack in his palm. This person was the dead Qingyu.

There was still some lingering fear on his face, and then he stared at the Ghost Lord with resentful eyes and said: "This is the death talisman. Every time I die, there will be a crack on it. This jade talisman is enough to make me die again." After dying eight times, Ghost Lord, you can definitely kill me eight more times. It’s hard for you to control that magic sword. I wonder how many more cuts you can make.”

How could a sword that could instantly kill Emperor Shi be issued easily? The Ghost Lord must have paid a heavy price.

In the world of Shenzang, staring at the death talisman in Qingyu's hand, he was shocked. There was indeed a stronger existence behind Qingyu. The death talisman that could resurrect the emperor nine times in a row was the emperor's eleventh. It's all difficult to make, and even if it can be made, it will still cost a lot of money?

Is there an Emperor Twelve behind Qingyu?

Emperor Twelve is the limit. As long as you survive the divine tribulation, you can become a god and ascend to the divine world.

But is there Emperor Twelve in the immortal world now?

Even if there is, I'm afraid it's the kind of old antique that has escaped countless epochs of reincarnation. It seems that the water in the fairy world is deeper than he imagined.

If there really is an Emperor Twelve behind Qingyu, even if he transforms into a purple-gold dragon and cooperates with his seven wives, he is still far from his opponent.

However, the other party has not shown up, and must be planning something more important. Otherwise, he only needs to take action himself to easily destroy the Ghost Lord and the Devouring Demon, so why send Qingyu out?

After analyzing this, Qin Tian felt much calmer. Otherwise, if Emperor Twelve took action, he would have no hope of obtaining the corpse of the god.

At the same time, after hearing Qingyu's words, the Ghost Lord secretly thought that there was probably a master of Emperor Twelve behind Qingyu, and he felt a huge fear in his heart. However, now he is riding a tiger and it is difficult to get off. If the Blood Devouring Knife comes out, he must drink blood, otherwise it will backfire.

"All of you get out of the way!"

Suddenly, the Ghost Lord made a decision, and while shouting, the Blood Devouring Knife in his hand turned and suddenly chopped towards the Devouring Demon.

Suddenly, the Devouring Demon's scalp exploded.

He felt a threat of death, and he didn't have a death talisman.

Between life and death, he didn't dare to have any reservations. A gray space emerged and enveloped him.

This is his innate magical power, which can devour space and everything, and at the same time, it has extremely high defensiveness.

"Die!"

A strong fierce light flashed in the eyes of the Ghost Overlord, and a huge sea of ​​blood appeared behind him. In the sea of ​​blood, there were billions of evil ghosts roaring, endless ancient corpses floating, and fierce Yakshas crying!

"Puff!"

A flash of blood, the gray devouring space was cut open, and then went straight to the Devouring Demon. (To be continued)