The Xiuxian family can't float

Chapter 527 The battle between the demons in the Tianqin sea area, the ancestor of the blood demon was seriously injured and escaped!

At the highest point of the battlefield, Patriarch Fengyu and Patriarch Gorefiend stood facing each other in the air. The cold wind blew their robes and hair, but they couldn't shake the two strong men themselves.

Suddenly, majestic auras burst out from the two of them, rushing towards each other with overwhelming momentum.

"boom!"

The two auras collided together, like two plates colliding and squeezing a mountain that bulges upwards in the middle.

The cold wind at high places seems to have encountered a natural enemy, which is isolated from the outside, not within a radius of hundreds of feet.

The sudden change at the top of the head attracted the attention of a large number of monks below, and everyone who saw it showed shock and horror.

This is the power of the strong in the Nascent Soul Stage. Just the remaining power of the breath, it makes the monks in the Qi Training Stage and the Foundation Establishment Stage feel uncomfortable, as if there is a mountain on their bodies.

Feng Yu Patriarch Zhu lips kissed, and said: "Are you that blood demon?"

Her haughty attitude and contemptuous eyes made this big devil who has been around for hundreds of years feel very uncomfortable.

But he still replied: "Yes, it is this seat."

Immediately asked: "This seat has never had any enmity, why are you here looking for this seat?"

I only heard the ancestor of Fengyu snorted coldly, and the cold voice sounded, "The demons and monsters are a disaster for the common people, and everyone has to punish them. I came here to kill you, the devil, and bring peace to the nearby sea." .”

Hearing this, the Blood Demon Patriarch laughed back angrily, "Hey hey hey, what an old hag, she speaks without shame."

Women all want to be young, and the same is true for Fengyu Patriarch, who is as strong as the Nascent Soul Stage. When he heard the word "old witch", he immediately became angry.

"court death."

I saw a flash of inspiration in her hand, and after a long time, an extra lyre was added.

"Tianyin Lyre."

The blood demon patriarch stared at the lyre in her hand and said.

Tianyin Lyre, one of the two top-grade magic weapons inherited by Tingtao Pavilion, has been in the hands of the ancestor Fengyu of Tingtao Pavilion for many years.

This piano has seven strings in total, which can produce seven different sounds, with different powers.

Hearing this, Fengyu Patriarch said with some pride: "You devil has some knowledge."

Then he said: "Since you know the seven strings of Tianyin, you should know how powerful this qin is. I advise you to break it yourself, and you can be a strong ghost in the underworld.

If you wait for me to make a move, you will not even have the chance to become a ghost after death. "

Ancestor Fengyu held the piano with his left hand, pressed the five strings with his five onion fingers in his right hand, and then plucked lightly with his five fingers, and soon there was a string of piano sound.

The use of the lyre is also divided into realms. The first layer is to pluck the first string, the second layer is to use the first string to pop the tune, the third layer is to wave the second string, and the fourth layer is to use the first string. The two strings play the tune... until the No.14 floor uses the seventh string to play the tune.

Of course, you can also freely combine and use multiple strings to pop up the tune.

For this reason, there is also a special set of tunes called Tianyin tunes, from Tianyin Yixian to Tianqin Qixian, and Tianyin Qixian is the most powerful.

Seeing the wind language patriarch on the opposite side play this song with five strings, the blood demon patriarch showed shock again in his eyes, and blurted out: "Tianyin five strings!"

The so-called Tianyin five-string music is to use only five strings to play the Tianyin music.

As Fengyu Patriarch continued to fiddle with his five fingers, wisps of Tianyin five strings appeared between heaven and earth, the melodious sound swept towards the Gorefiend Patriarch dozens of feet away in an instant.

Fengyu Patriarch seemed to disdain the Gorefiend Patriarch, but in the official battle, he did not despise the Gorefiend Patriarch in the slightest.

After all, the opponent is a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, but his strength will never be weak, so when the Fengyu Patriarch comes, it is Tianyin Wuxian.

It should be noted that in the past ten thousand years, there are definitely not many people who have heard the pavilion can play the Tianyin five strings, not to mention Fengmao water chestnut.

Although the blood demon patriarch was shocked by Fengyu patriarch's Tianyin five-string music, he was not timid. Instead, he looked eager to try, as if he wanted to try the child who had just obtained a sword that was not sharp.

He flipped his palm, and there was a box in his hand. Judging from its appearance, it was the treasure he used to hold the sea of ​​blood.

Now the sea of ​​blood inside has been refined by it, so the box is less bloody.

The blood demon patriarch threw the object in his hand into the air in front of him, and the box became larger in the air, and a strong suction force rolled around it several times, almost distorting the surrounding space, and filled with blood and black.

When strands of Tianyin Pentacles that swept past passed around the box, they were inevitably sucked in by the box.

Patriarch Fengyu was not surprised, he just kept playing with the five strings, and more and more Tianqin five-string music swept towards the box in front of Patriarch Gorefiend.

The box was also constantly absorbing the Tianyin Wuxian, but it didn't take long for the box to bulge irregularly, sometimes getting bigger and sometimes getting smaller, like a full-fledged man with indigestion.

"not good."

The blood demon patriarch screamed, and was about to take back the box, but the box suddenly exploded.

The box containing the sea of ​​blood can be regarded as a middle-grade magic weapon, but after the sea of ​​blood was fused by the ancestor of the blood demon, the rank of the box dropped greatly, and now it can only be regarded as an ordinary low-grade magic weapon.

Even if Patriarch Fengyu only displayed part of the power of the high-grade magic weapon Tianyin Lyre, it still cannot be resisted by this extremely ordinary low-grade magic weapon, and the end of forcibly resisting it is destruction.

The seven strands of Tianyin pentagram sucked into the box also raged at the moment of the explosion, piercing into the human ear, and many monks below immediately screamed in pain, like a broken space, or being blown by the wind from the nine heavens.

The box that absorbed the Tianyin Pentacle originally contained the sea of ​​blood, and the origin of the sea of ​​blood is the blood of all living beings. Although the sea of ​​blood has merged with the ancestor of the blood demon, there are still remnants of the miserable and unwillingness of all beings inside. .

These miserable and unwilling remnants merged with the absorbed Tianyin Wuxian area to undergo a change, which caused the seven strands of Tianyin Wuxian to turn into magic sounds, which could affect people's minds and make them fall into killing.

Soon, a screaming monk stood up. At this time, his eyes were bloodshot and his mind was lax. Like a bloodthirsty beast, he directly rushed towards the people next to him.

This person was not the last one. After him, more and more screaming people stood up, and rushed towards the people next to them with bloodshot eyes.

Only those with extremely firm minds can break free from the evil sounds of the misery and unwillingness of all beings, and will not lose their minds.

This is a disaster, but also an opportunity.

The place below was full of killings, the blood demon patriarch chuckled and raised his hand, the blood from the bodies of those dead people was drawn out, and their bodies shriveled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The drawn blood rose up, it was the condensation of resentment and unwillingness, and they flew to a higher place.

Ancestor Fengyu grabbed the Tianyin Lyre and slapped the flying blood ball with his right hand.

"Oh!"

That palm hit the blood clot without hindrance, and easily "shattered" the blood clot.

The Gorefiend Patriarch smiled instead of anger, and looked at Fengyu Patriarch gloating in his misfortune.

Patriarch Fengyu soon realized that he had been fooled by Patriarch Gorefiend. He saw that the shattered blood mass dispersed into countless tiny blood droplets, filling the sky with a radius of dozens of miles, and the whole sky was also there. It turned red in an instant, like a rain of blood falling from the sky.

This rain of blood was mixed with unwilling resentment, if it really fell, how many people would become bloodthirsty and crazy, and how many killings would be caused.

"This time when I leave the customs, I planned to bloodbath several immortal sects. I borrowed your hand today, which just saved some effort."

Fengyu Patriarch cursed loudly: "Damn it."

The ancestor of the blood demon entered the way with blood. If killings became common in this place and the blood filled the air, his strength would definitely increase. Even though he was very confident in his own strength, he was not completely sure that he would be able to keep the opponent.

And once the blood demon ancestor is allowed to escape so ferociously, it is unknown how many lives will be killed.

Fengyu Patriarch immediately took away the top-grade magic weapon Tianyin Lyre, made seals with both hands, and walked in the blood rain.

"Baoshu, the wind rises and the clouds rise!"

In an instant, the entire world centered on Fengyu Patriarch, and endless gusts of wind swept across the entire battlefield in a radius of tens of miles.

The blood rain that was about to fall was also swept up by the strong wind in an instant, and went to a higher place.

As the blood rain continued to rise, the original forms were also changing. They turned into mist, and the red mist hung high under the sky.

The endless gust of wind dissipated, and the monks below did not realize that they had just escaped a catastrophe.

The Blood Rain World with a radius of tens of miles disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by red clouds under the sky, who knows how many feet behind.

At the same time as the battle between the wind language patriarch and the blood demon patriarch, the battle between the monks of the righteous way and the monks of the evil way has also reached a fierce stage.

Ling Youdao even hid in the dark, and by surprise, he beheaded one Demonic Dao Golden Elixir, and severely frightened the remaining two Demonic Dao Golden Elixirs. He didn't dare to fight, and retreated in a hurry.

The two ways of righteousness and evil have damage to each other, and they also have wins and losses.

The strength of the righteous forces is stronger, but they are overwhelmed by the weaker demonic monks.

This is not only because the monks of the Demonic Path have been on the line of life and death all year round and are good at fighting and fighting. The most important reason is that the righteous forces are choosing to preserve their strength as much as possible.

To put it bluntly, mage monks are barefoot and are not afraid of wearing shoes, and few of them have the burden.

Unlike the Eighteen Routes of Immortals who came to support the Tianqin Sea Territory, they had too many concerns. If the Jindan Daoist who led the team died in battle, the faction he belonged to would be destroyed. It's hard to slow down for a while.

Under such a burden, it is difficult to exert real power, but it seems to be going through the motions.

Many demonic monks were not afraid of life and death, and people came to report one after another. The support of a certain faction was defeated by the demonic monks, causing heavy casualties.

That is to say, the Ling family and several powerful forces will defeat and kill a large number of demonic monks who will commit crimes in the future.

At the high altitude of the battlefield, the blood demon patriarch saw that the blood rain had turned into a cloud of blood, and the blood demon patriarch was furious, "Old witch, how dare you spoil my good deeds, I want you to look good."

"Hmph, you devil, you want to be killed like this for practicing devil art. It's not that you want me to look good, but I'm going to accept you, devil today."

"What a brazen old hag, but relying on the power of the top-grade magic weapon, the Tianyin Lyre, is able to beat me by three points, which makes me a little afraid.

If you didn't have the Tianyin Lyre, how could you be my opponent. "

An ordinary high-grade magic weapon is enough for the blood demon ancestor to deal with it carefully, let alone a top-notch top-grade magic weapon like the Tianyin Lyre.

Ancestor Fengyu didn't listen to him, so he sacrificed the Tianyin lyre and plucked the six strings.

"Tianyin Six Strings!"

The difficulty of performing the Tianyin six-string music and the difficulty of performing the Tianyin five-string music cannot be measured by simple multiples. More good things are the understanding of the rhythm and the coordination between the Tianyin lyre.

The ancestor of Fengyu has inherited the Tianyin Lyre for 800 years, and currently he is only performing the Tianyin Seven Strings, which is still far away from performing the Tianyin Seven Strings.

The attack power of the Tianyin Six Strings performed by her cultivation base in the early stage of Yuanying is already comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying.

It is common for monks in the early stage of Yuanying to hold a high-grade magic weapon to tie with monks in the middle stage of Yuanying, or even crush one of them. It is a pity that the ancestor Fengyu cannot fully display the full power of the top-grade magic weapon, the Tianyin Lyre.

Otherwise, it would be basically impossible to kill the tenacious blood demon ancestor, and it would also allow him to escape with serious injuries.

Facing the Fengyu Patriarch who performed Tianyin Liuxian, the Gorefiend Patriarch immediately felt like a formidable enemy.

"Spiritual art, fill the sky with a sea of ​​blood!"

The ancestor of the Gorefiend was like a bucket that had been pricked by a needle, with endless blood gushing out from it.

The next moment, his whole body disappeared into the endless blood, and the endless sea of ​​blood flowed high in the sky on the battlefield. In just a few breaths, it covered the sky with a radius of tens of miles.

Ancestor Fengyu held the lyre and looked at the sea of ​​blood.

"Think I can't hurt you by hiding inside? Ridiculous!"

The ancestor of the blood demon turned into a sea of ​​blood, and his body was hidden in the sea of ​​blood. If he couldn't find his body, it would be very difficult to cause harm to him.

A ray of Tianyin seven strings spread into the sky-filled sea of ​​blood, using blood as the medium, quickly spread in the sky-filled sea of ​​blood.

The blood demon patriarch avoided the Tianyin Liuxian song in the sea of ​​blood, but the further he went, the smaller the area for him to escape.

"Got you."

Patriarch Fengyu's eyes turned cold, and he plucked the six strings with five fingers, shooting a howl from the Tianyin lyre, locking onto Patriarch Gorefiend in the sea of ​​blood.

The next moment, the voice of the Blood Demon Patriarch came from the sky-filled sea of ​​blood.

"Precious technique, the sea of ​​blood is overwhelming!"

As soon as the words fell, the sky-filled sea of ​​blood began to churn, hitting the incoming Yin Xiao again and again. After more than a dozen rounds of attacks, the Yin Xiao was finally scattered.

The billowing sea of ​​blood rolled towards Patriarch Fengyu, trying to pull him into the sea of ​​blood.

Ancestor Feng Yu was not afraid at all, and stepped into the sky with one step.

"Old hag, how dare you step into the sea of ​​blood in this seat, you are dead, hahahaha."

"Hmph, let's see if you die or I die."

The blood rolled in the blood sea world, as if it was going to swallow Fengyu Patriarch.

I saw Feng Yu's ancestor stepping on the sea of ​​blood, playing the Tianyin lyre with five fingers. In the past few years, the Tianyin six strings used blood as the medium, and resounded through the world of the blood sea in a very short period of time.

The blood demon patriarch had nowhere to escape, and his miserable cries came from all directions.

"Get out!"

He threw Patriarch Fengyu out of the sea of ​​blood, and fled far away by riding the long bloody stream.

"The devil, go away!"

Fengyu Patriarch shouted and also teleported away.

(End of this chapter)