Chapter 311: Shadow of Shura

Shua——Shua——

At this moment, above Qingyun Sect, suddenly, there were waves of rolling sea waves. The thick blood mist floating above Qingyun Sect turned into a somewhat illusory blood sea demon domain in just a short moment.

In the blood sea, there seemed to be countless hideous evil ghosts struggling there, and the sound of ghosts crying faintly came out, which made people shudder. There were also demons looming in it.

These demons were like blood shadows, with different shapes and different hideousness. They were filled with filthy power, which was enough to easily take away the life of a mortal.

"Is this... the foundation of the blood demon?!" Seeing this scene, the cultivators such as Changqing Zhenren felt the strange and terrifying aura coming from this illusory blood sea demon domain, and their faces became particularly solemn.

If the manifestation of the Xuanyin Sect's demon cultivation background is the undead disaster that almost covers the sky, then the foundation of the Qingyun Sect is the mountain gate area that has been operated for thousands of years.

In the past three thousand years, the ancestors of the Qingyun Sect have continuously migrated, filled or created the spiritual veins in this area, using Qingyun Mountain as the center, tree people as nodes, and formations as extensions to integrate this area of ​​a thousand miles into one.

If future generations have the opportunity to break through the Nascent Soul, they can use their own Dao domain to overlap with this area and turn it into a cave on the ground. Not only can they have a trace of the power of the Heavenly Dao here, but they can also ascend from the ground and leave the Lingnan Xiuxian world in one fell swoop to explore the outer world!

Even if they cannot break through, they can also let the later generations, when in danger, let the strongest or the formation master use the power of this area to borrow a trace of the legendary magical power of the heaven and earth, so as to have the great power of the reverse attack realm.

That is why Changqing Zhenren and others are not afraid of the undead disaster at all.

If they are pushed to the edge, they can even kill ordinary Yuanying cultivators. It is not impossible to fight against and defeat the undead disaster.

The reason why they were helpless against the undead disaster before, or did not have a good way to deal with it, was because they were worried about the unknown blood demon forces coming from outside Lingnan.

Because they have the same combat power as their own side of the Huashen inheritance, they must have a backup that is not weaker than Qingyun Xuanyin.

For example, at this moment, Changqing Zhenren has been vigilant, on guard, and even specially left a backup for Qingyun Sect to fight against the blood demon side, which is exactly this illusory blood sea in front of them!

"Hey!"

Zhentian Zhenren realized this instantly and shouted angrily. Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the sky surged, and a vast sea of ​​thunder was born, which fiercely covered the illusory blood sea!

Reaching his current realm, he can completely change the celestial phenomena with his own mind, and a sea of ​​thunder will be born with a thought!

Thunder destroys demons, which is a property of mutual restraint. Even though it is just an ordinary spiritual thunder, it is enough to destroy many demons.

But Zhen Tian Zhen would not be so naive as to think that this could destroy the foundation of the Blood Demon, so he looked at Jian Xuan Zhenren without hesitation.

The latter immediately understood, and Jian Xuan Zhenren stepped up step by step, and the aura on his body surged wildly, becoming more and more violent and fierce.

After reaching a certain peak, he held the sword and asked the sky, with a sword in his deep eyes, and then shouted:

"Sword Come!"

The next moment, a brilliant silver light suddenly burst out from the spiritual peak that stood like a sharp sword next to Qingyun Mountain.

Immediately afterwards, between heaven and earth, there was a deafening sound of swords, and countless spiritual swords turned into a huge silver sword dragon and flew out from the mountain.

That is Jianlai Peak!

There is a group of cultivators in Qingyun Sect. Their weapons are only spirit swords, and the magical arts they practice are all swordsmanship. They call it: sword cultivation!

And Jian Xuan Zhenren is the peak master of Jianlai Peak!

On Jianlai Peak, there is a sword pavilion that has stood for a thousand years, and in this sword pavilion, most of the spirit swords in Qingyun Sect are placed.

At this moment, under the call of Jian Xuan Zhenren, thousands of flying swords all flew towards him in unison.

In a moment, thousands of swords gathered and followed, and the sword energy gathered in the sky to form a long river of sword energy!

Here, Jian Xuan Zhenren stood in the air, holding a sword and asking the sky. The roaring ferocious sword dragon came to his side, and the tens of thousands of spirit swords seemed to be paying homage to their king, all emitting the sound of the clanging sword.

Then, he raised his natal spirit sword in his hand and threw it towards Zhen Tian Zhenren.

As soon as this sword came out, it was like the king of swords. Ten thousand swords resonated with it, and countless sword lights poured into it one after another. Finally, a supreme sword energy rose into the sky, sharp and unmatched, directly cutting through the haze shrouding the sky above Qingyun Sect!

"Brother, take the sword!" Master Jianxuan shouted, and this sharp sword light instantly shot towards Master Zhentian.

Master Zhentian grasped it in the air, and this sword light as high as a hundred feet was easily controlled in his hand.

Then, he raised it high and slashed it fiercely towards this illusory sea of ​​blood!

In an instant, the sword rang suddenly, the sword energy was crisscrossed, the extremely dense blood mist was cut open layer by layer, and countless wailing and screaming resentful spirits were crushed to pieces!

Then, this unparalleled spiritual sword, which was nurtured by the sword cultivators of Qingyun Sect for thousands of years, slashed straight into the depths of the blood sea!

As if feeling the threat, the originally calm illusory sea of ​​blood suddenly changed.

Swish!

In a flash, the endless sea of ​​blood boiled, and countless blood demon power surged out, all turning into a red line with a smooth arc!

And the tall blood shadow disappeared in the sea of ​​blood without knowing when. Then, a giant hand emerged from the sea of ​​blood and grabbed the scarlet red line like a blood mark.

A moment later, the tall blood shadow made a move directly, using the illusory sea of ​​blood as the foundation, and the blood and resentful curses as the blade, to create a magic knife, and instantly slashed towards Zhen Tian Zhenren!

This knife has only one blood line, which is almost invisible, but it carries an unparalleled demonic intent!

It's like Shura descending to the world, cutting off all life with one knife!

It's... the blood-transforming demon knife!

The next moment, the immortal sword and the demon knife collided fiercely in an instant. In the sword light and shadow, there was a sound of golden swords and iron, shaking thousands of miles. Many weaker cultivators were directly chopped off in this collision without a sound and fell down.

Not long after the battle, in the case of the Earth-shattering Star and the Dharma Elephant Battle, many low-level cultivators who were not strong enough died on the spot, and there was no chance of surviving by chance.

There was no way, this was the helplessness of this world. The weak ones did not even have the qualifications to watch the battle, and they might even die silently in the aftermath of the battle between the strong!

The high-level officials of Qingyun Sect, even Changqing Zhenren and others, did not care about the lives of these low-level disciples. At this moment, they looked at the scene in front of them, and their faces became completely gloomy.

Because the unparalleled spirit sword formed by the Qingyun Sect's thousands of years of heritage was blocked, a ten-foot-tall hideous figure stood in the illusory sea of ​​blood.

It had three heads and six arms, copper skin and iron bones, and exuded a pure and twisted murderous aura, which almost condensed into blood mist and filled the surroundings. At a glance, people seemed to feel an overwhelming bloody breath!

This is the shadow of Shura!