Fantasy: Take the Great Wall with you to cross

“Boom!”

The void rippled, and a figure emerged.

From the crystal sword, a young man with a dusty temperament slowly stepped out.

He was dressed in white like snow, incomparably flowing, his sword eyebrows flew, straight into the clouds, as if there was an endless sharp sword intent to rush out of the clouds, break the stars of heaven and earth, and soar through the sky and the earth.

This is a peerless swordsman!

It was Su Huang’s master, Lin Xianxian.

“Blood-drinking old ghost, is it the quasi-imperial soldier who wants to take my disciple?”

Lin Xianxian was like an ancient sword immortal, his eyes were as sharp as a heavenly sword, looking down at the blood-drinking old man.

“Hmph, I not only want to take his quasi-imperial soldiers, but also drink his holy body blood!”

The blood-drinking old man’s eyes opened and closed, and a stream of cold blood flashed like ice.

At this time, his face looked a little serious.

Obviously, my heart is not very calm.

Lin Xianxian appeared here to support his disciples, and the blood-drinking old man was not surprised.

Such world-famous Tianjiao, who have the potential to achieve the Dao in the future and be proud of the world, are extremely precious and valued by the high-level of the sect, no matter how powerful the Holy Land Sect is.

If he travels out, he does not have one or two means to protect his road, avoid the fall of one of the paths, and lose the seeds of the avenues, the old man who drinks blood will feel strange.

But even with that in mind.

Facing Lin Xianxian in person, a piece of information about Lin Jiaoxian flooded his heart, recalling his reputation for coercing eastern Xinjiang, and the blood-drinking old man was still a little nervous.

Hundreds of years ago, the eastern land was not calm and there were constant disputes.

Even though the Great Luo Sword Palace is an ancient holy land, proud of the world, and coercing the eastern frontier, it has not received much peace.

But it was at this time.

Lin Xianxian was born!

He fought between the eastern frontiers with one man and one sword, almost unable to resist his peerless edge, all the way to blood and fire, for the sword palace to attack horizontally, forged a great reputation.

Today, his sword has not been unsheathed for hundreds of years, as if hidden in the abyss.

But his stories and legends are still circulating in the eastern Xinjiang land, so that those who experienced it in person now think of it, and their hearts are still surging and trembling.

At that time, he had already become famous for many years, I don’t know how many years older than Lin Xianxian, and he was already a heavenly power.

But in the face of Lin Xianxian’s matchless sword radiance, he still retreated, and did not dare to fight.

If it weren’t for Su Huang’s treasure being too eye-catching and making him salivate, he really didn’t want to provoke this monster today.

The blood-drinking old man’s thoughts fluctuated, and in his eyes, the blood light was like a wave.

But after all, he became famous for a long time, his Dao heart was strong, and he calmed down in an instant.

The blood in the eyes of the blood-drinking old man burst out, as if substance, and said with a sneer:

“Lin Xianxian, even if you are a wizard, the sword presses the eastern Xinjiang, and there is a sword shadow, you want to stop me? Isn’t that ridiculous…”

Originally.

This figure was not Lin Xianxian’s real body, but just a branded sword shadow.

The blood-drinking old man saw the origin, suppressed his fear of Lin Xianxian, and once again showed his strong demeanor of being a strong man who was on the earth and stained the world with blood.

Even if you are talented in the world, even if you step into the Holy Realm as rumored, what about it?

An illusory sword shadow also wants to stop me?

My blood-drinking ancestor has been at the peak of heaven and man for hundreds of years, and his divine skills are all mysterious, how can it be a sword shadow that can be easily suppressed?

When I take down your disciple, drink all the blood of the Holy Body, and integrate the Dao fragments into my own body, I will definitely break into the realm of the saint as I wish!”

At that time, with the power of a saint, walking in the world with quasi-imperial soldiers, even with the power of your holy land, how can you help me?

The blood-drinking old man’s abacus in his heart clanged, and there was a smug look in his eyes.

At this time.

The blood-drinking old man couldn’t bear it, and he drank coldly:

“Blood Sea Mahamudra!”

A blood-colored big hand that covered the sky descended, like a sea of blood, sinking down, towards the place where Lin Xianxian and the two were.

Instantly.

Ten thousand bloody rays covered the entire heavenly dome.

A disgusting smell of blood fills the nose, and the world seems like the end of blood.

Like an ancient blood-colored magic mountain suppressed, people’s souls were about to be crushed, and an irresistible feeling surged into Su Huang’s heart.

What a terrible slap in the face!

The void shattered, the earth collapsed, and cracks flashed and snaked above the earth, as if a volcano was about to erupt underneath!

This is the famous stunt of the blood-drinking old man, the Great Mahamudra of the Sea of Blood!

The blood qi rushed into the sky, turning into a boundless sea of blood, like an Asura deity, ruling the vast sea of blood and suppressing the world!

According to rumors, the blood-drinking old man was originally a mortal cultivator.

It was precisely by occasionally getting a volume of Blood Dao Demon Skills that he soared into the sky, rose in the world, turned into a Blood Sea Shura, and forged a great name.

And the Great Handprint of the Blood Sea is a peerless divine technique in the magic skill, and its power is extremely powerful.

Thousands of years ago, the blood-drinking old man persevered, killing seven great sect elders in one day, alarming the entire eastern Xinjiang, shocking countless sects, and becoming notorious.

Today, he once again used this seal to suppress Lin Fengxian Sword Shadow!

The terrifying and bloody momentum was overwhelmed, like an endless sea of blood pouring down, Lin Xianxian looked up, his white clothes fluttering, like an immortal standing in the world, wanting to ride the wind and return.

His eyes were as calm as water, reflecting the blood that covered the sky, and he muttered:

“A sword shadow, defeat you is enough!”

The voice fell.

“Oh!”

This is a light so bright that words cannot describe it!

Like a flying immortal outside the sky, it is too brilliant, it illuminates the blood-colored sky and cuts through the void, as if coming from the barbaric years of eternity.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that only this beam of light exists!

It cuts through eternity, cuts through time, and becomes the only one in the world!

This sword light is too sharp and dazzling, and the eyes of the person who shines on it cannot be opened, and the horror is terrifying to the point of being unattainable!

Above the sky.

The boundless sea of blood instantly disintegrated, all the blood light was extinguished, and everything turned into flying ash under the brilliant sword light!

It was unabated, like an eternal lightning, and came to the blood-drinking old man in an instant.

“Whoosh!”

A flash of blood splattered out!

“You… You…”

The blood-drinking old man’s eyebrows were bloody, his eyes burst out, and he pointed at Lin Xianxian in disbelief, and then plopped, and fell down forever.

“Boom!”

That most dazzling light did not stop, like a starlight rushing into the sky, piercing through the firmament void.

An extremely terrifying energy fluctuation burst out, spreading in all directions and sweeping the entire Tianyu.

Above the sky, the sun and moon trembled, and the endless stars trembled wildly, as if they were about to turn into pieces!

What a shocking power!

A sword shadow, cut off the sun, moon and stars!

At this moment, countless powerful powerhouses sensed this extremely powerful fluctuation, and they all cast their eyes far away.