Immortal Sword Pavilion

Chapter 723 Step in
Boom!

The next moment, a blood dragon descended from the sky and slammed into the Devil Burial Mountain.

Bang!
In an instant, the rolling blood demon swept away in all directions with a more violent posture.

Almost at the moment when Zhou Yu retreated, a burst of clicking sounded continuously from the Five Elements Sword Prison.

At the same time, a blue boat shot out from Zhou Yu's hand.

When the Dragon Shuttle of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths flew towards the surrounding crowd, streaks of spiritual light kept flickering.

Almost every time it flickered, someone was thrown onto the Dunlong Shuo.

Fortunately, most of the people who were first affected by the outbreak of Blood Fiend just now were people from the Death Sect, so Zhou Yu didn't have to choose too much.

only……

"too slow."

Sensing a more violent aura coming from the bottom of the Buried Demon Mountain, Zhou Yu, who was about to pretend to be a man in the Dragon Shuttle, frowned suddenly.

"This road is not a road, but the sky."

Looking at the people who were still fleeing frantically, Zhou Yu took a deep breath and waved his left hand violently.

Boom!

With this wave, the space in front of him twisted in an instant.

A gust of wind blows from between heaven and earth.

Thousands of people who were constantly fleeing were suddenly horrified to find that the ground under their feet was turned upside down.

Originally, he could still be down-to-earth, but at this moment, the whole person couldn't help but rise higher and higher, but there was a strange feeling of falling, which became more and more intense from his heart.

boom!
At this moment, a strong wind swept over.

In this strong wind, the people who were still desperately fleeing were like rootless dandelions, and they were thousands of meters away in this wind.

"Senior, who the hell is he, who actually managed to do this while waving his hands?"

In the midst of the strong wind, a Daoist cultivator, while rolling, shouted to the acquaintances around him in horror.

It's fine if it's an ordinary person, but he, a Daoist cultivator, can't control himself in this strong wind.

This scene is really shocking to hear, even the Nascent Soul cultivator can't do this step.

This method of controlling the power of heaven and earth is not feasible without Huashen.

"You still have the mood to think about this, the seniors who were persecuted by the Rebirth Cultists used such methods.

There must be a shocking secret hidden in the Devil's Burial Mountain, so let's figure out how to get out alive. "

Seeing the embarrassment of his companion, a middle-aged man with disheveled hair and beard blown by the wind shouted loudly.

Such conversations kept going one after another in the gust of wind, but without any accident, Zhou Yu's wave of his hand was enough to frighten them all.

Even Jiang Ping is the same.

He wasn't surprised by the strong wind, but he yearned for the beauty of that sword cutting the mountain.

This is the way of the sword.

"Let's go too." Just as he was speaking, a cold voice sounded from beside him.

Jiang Ping, who was brought on the dragon boat, only felt that his feet were empty, and then flew quickly towards the distance along with many comrades.

"That figure from the back is so familiar." Jiang Ping looked back while retreating.

I saw a man in a green shirt standing on top of a green boat, blocking the bloody evil.

"Impossible, Brother Zhou is just an ordinary brewer, how can he have such a world-shattering demeanor."

In this astonishment, Jiang Ping's figure became a small black spot on the horizon.

On the plain thousands of meters away, whether it is the survivors of the dead, or the righteous people in the rivers and lakes, or the Daoji immortal master enshrined by the imperial court.

All of them fell from the sky to the earth like dumplings.

"Everyone pushes quickly. Anyone who is a magician should immediately notify the nearby government, and the villagers within a radius of [-] miles from the Burial Mountain will be able to move out of this place."

As soon as Fang landed, Immortal Master Daoji from the imperial court shouted loudly.

……

"Shaking the world? If I really have the ability, I won't make such a bad move."

In front of the Devil's Burial Mountain, Zhou Yu looked at the surging blood fiend in front of him, and in a single thought, he drove the Dunlong Shuttle and rushed in.

If it was the past, when encountering such things, he would naturally wait for his master to come to help.

But seeing the bloody aura that began to roll back towards the Devil's Burial Mountain, and feeling the throbbing in his heart getting stronger, he rushed over without the slightest hesitation.

"Chao Wendao, Xi can die."

What's more, Zhou Yu knew he couldn't die.

boom!
As soon as the Dunlong boat stepped in, bursts of bloody aura rushed over.

A golden light flashed on Dunlong Shuo, and within a few breaths, it turned into a golden thread and flew towards the main peak of Buried Demon Mountain.

During this gallop, Zhou Yu saw souls screaming behind the bloody aura that rolled back.

It seems that at this moment, the entire Buried Devil Mountain has become a bloody and gloomy haunted area.

A while later, Zhou Yu drove the Dunlong Shuo to the place covered by the legal domain again.

Compared with the blue and yellow legal domain that shrouded it before, this place is already filled with blood evil spirit everywhere.

This blood demon is filled with all kinds of resentment. Just watching it makes people feel involuntarily manic and want to fight.

Fortunately, Zhou Yu was firm in his mind, and Fang suppressed such distracting thoughts as soon as he raised them.

Without the power of the green and yellow law domain, the bloody aura in front of him at this moment is useless under Dunlongshuo.

In just a few breaths, Zhou Yu arrived at the place where Evil Tiger and the others were.

It's just that the cave at this moment is already empty.

Moreover, the remains of the altar and the formation on the ground also began to appear damaged, and began to be washed away by the strong bloody aura.

At most, the time for a cup of tea will completely dissipate.

"Damage is false, repair is true."

Seeing this scene, Zhou Yu stood inside the Dunlong Shuo, looked at the damaged altar in front of him, and closed his eyes suddenly.

After three breaths, his eyes suddenly opened, and there were streaks of brilliance that flowed like bubbles in the eyes.

hum!
In an instant, the true and false artistic conception enveloped the altar in the cave.

boom!
The bloody aura in the entire cave seemed to be still at this moment.

The damaged altar began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the evil spirit of blood was emptied, and a ferocious dragon head appeared in the center of the altar.

Snapped!
A drop of blood fell from Zhou Yu's finger and flew into the dragon's mouth.

Boom!

In an instant, a faint red light emerged from the huge dragon's mouth.

Indistinctly, a dark underground palace loomed.

Seeing this scene, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Dunlong Shuo controlled by Zhou Yu immediately turned into a golden thread and rushed into the dragon's mouth.

Almost the moment Zhou Yu disappeared into the cave, the original cave began to distort.

There was only a bang, as if a water polo had burst, and the empty cave in front of him was filled with distortion.

And at the moment when the billowing blood flooded again, the altar formation, which had been able to see the traces before, shattered in an instant.

The most intuitive feeling brought about by this fragmentation is that the dark red cloud that originally shrouded the Burial Devil Mountain dissipated along with it.

Furthermore, in less than a cup of tea, the evil spirit of blood in the Devil's Burial Mountain was completely wiped out because of the complete destruction of the altar.

If it weren't for the cracked earth like a spider web and the broken mountain peaks.

I am afraid that everyone will think that all the previous events are just a big dream.

(End of this chapter)