Longevity begins with alchemy master

Chapter 696: Sanren Mo Luo's Double Blood Battle
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In the twentieth year since the opening of the Land of Fallen Demons, the fourth palace among the fourteen palaces of Mingzhao quietly lit up.

Why is it “quietly”?
This is because the light of this palace is slightly dimmer than that of the other three palaces.

It is the [Dark Palace] that corresponds to the Light Palace.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of two people on the Yunhai Square, almost no one would have noticed that the dark hall was opened.

The two figures had just stood firmly, and one of them launched an attack without hesitation, treating the existence of the people around him as nothing.

The blood-colored streak, condensed to the extreme, slashed down with a powerful sword energy.

boom!
A violent explosion sounded, forcing the other person back hundreds of feet.

Seeing that the burly bearded man holding the blood blade was about to pursue his opponent, the opponent immediately shouted: "Xue Sanren, do you really want to fight to the death? The inheritance of the dark world has been taken away by someone, why should you and I fight to the death here?"

Under the sharp light of the sword, the burly man revealed his true appearance.

He has a resolute look and a knotty beard.

The blood-stained robe flutters, domineering and arrogant!

The long sword in his hand, which looked like a Miao Dao, instantly made everyone around him recognize his identity.

Divine Blood Blade!
Blood San people!

One of the three most independent people in the North Sea immortal cultivation world!

The legend of this person is spread all over the North Sea, and he is like a person who can stop a child from crying.

When they learned the identity of the visitor, everyone understood why the other party was so powerful.

Xue Sanren is qualified!
The other person, although also wearing a blood-red Taoist robe, had a much weaker aura than the other.

At this moment, Xue Sanren looked up at the sky, looking at the palace building where light was slowly emerging.

Seeing his actions, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You and I have been fighting for more than ten years, and there is no clear winner. The inheritance of the dark world has now been taken away. If we continue to fight like this, it will only be a case of the fisherman gaining while the snipe and the clam fight."

As he said this, his eyes swept over the group of people behind Xue Sanren.

In this regard.

"You die or I die?"

Xue Sanren slowly withdrew his gaze and uttered words of ridicule.

"No distinction between superiority and inferiority?"

With every word, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's expression became more and more ugly.

Xue Sanren snorted coldly, "You have been struggling to hold on for more than ten years with the power left by your Yuan Mo Sect's Blood Sea Ancestor. You really think you are as important as me. How long can you hold on from now on?"

"伱!"

Bloody Nightmare Demon Luo's face flushed red, and he said hatefully, "Aren't you also coveting this power?"

Xue Sanren nodded, not hiding anything at all.

"Yes, I want that power to help me perfect my magic skills and reach the level of a great cultivator. Unlike you, you have tremendous power, but you cultivate it in a weird and inexplicable way."

Before Blood Nightmare Luo could refute, he glanced behind him grimly.

"Besides, if I kill you, how can these villains benefit from it?"

Under his extremely aggressive and domineering gaze, everyone who was swept by it would subconsciously take a step back.

Those as weak as the Lord of Moyun Cave were even more terrified, with images of mountains of corpses and seas of blood emerging in their minds.

"It's the bloody evil that kills!"

A low shout woke up the Lord of Moyun Cave.

When they met again, Yuanying Zhenren, shrouded in a black robe, was already protecting him from behind.

"Thank you, senior!"

Although he didn't know why the other party would protect him, Cave Master Moyun still thanked him sincerely.

The black-robed master did not reply. At this moment, he felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

In mid-air, Xue Sanren glanced at him and sneered, "Neither human nor ghost, a puppet, but he has some skills."

The black-robed immortal nodded and took Cave Master Moyun back a few steps.

"Xue Sanren, please!"

The implication is that I will not get involved in their dispute.

At the same time, others also expressed their opinions.

Cape Tianmu is the most vigilant!
Everyone here is a strong human, except her, who is a demon.

What if everyone decided to kill her first...

With such concerns, let alone the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole is behind, the first thing she thought of was to protect herself, and naturally it was impossible for her to participate in the double "blood" battle.

"I only regret that Long Zong and Liu Jun are not here, otherwise I would not be in such danger!"

Fei Yunzi's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be ready to make a move.

His sight wandered between Blood Sanren and Blood Nightmare Demon Luo for a while, then fell on the Black Robe Immortal, but finally it was fixed on the jade buildings above the nine heavens.

He had no interest in these meaningless battles.

For a moment, there were only two people left in the field who did not avoid Xue Sanren's gaze.

"Look at the two of you, you seem to be a little ignorant of your own life?"

Fairy Fei Leng's face was cold and calm. "Sorry, before we came in, the three of us made an agreement to advance and retreat together."

Taoist Jiyuan gave a bitter smile and said, "Sanren, why bother fighting with each other? Why don't we stop fighting and make peace? Let's wait together for the Mingzhao Fourteen Palaces to open and take the benefits from those who have obtained the inheritance?"

Facing these words, Xue Sanren smiled grimly.

"Those things have nothing to do with me. I only want the power left by the Blood Sea Ancestor!"

"You three, come on together!"

"What is this person afraid of?"

As he said this, a thick bloody light rose up from his body and a figure walked out from his body.

The man had a sinister face and narrow eyes.

His appearance is obviously completely different from the burly and majestic Xue Sanren, but when the two stand together, their overall temperament is almost the same.

When this person appeared, Fairy Fei Leng called out in a low voice: "Elder Yan!"

“No, that’s not Elder Yan. That’s the Blood Godson refined by Xue Sanren!” Xue Yan Mo Luo shouted, revealing the identity of the person who came, and quickly explained: “Xue Sanren refined four Yuanying-stage Blood Godsons. One was destroyed by the demons of the dark world, one Blood Godson died together with my 108 Blood Godsons of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends, and another one died under my sword. Now there is only this one left.”

After hearing the news, everyone in Yunhai Square was shocked.

Everyone was shocked at how strong Xue Sanren was. At the middle Nascent Soul stage, he was able to refine four Blood God Sons of the same level. No wonder he claimed that he could rival a great cultivator at the late Nascent Soul stage.

He was also curious about what methods the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo used to kill his two blood sons and still survive to this day.

No matter how you look at it, the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo is only at the early Nascent Soul stage.

Could it be that he relied on the "power left behind by the Blood Sea Ancestor" mentioned by Xue San?
Facing everyone's gazes, Xue Sanren was calm and fearless.

This time, he didn't waste any time and took action directly.

Holding the divine blood blade, he rushed straight towards the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo.

And the Blood God Son behind him, who was suspected to be the incarnation of Elder Yan of the Yuanmo Sect, stood alone in front of Fairy Fei Leng and Taoist Jiyuan.

"Junior sister, be careful. The Blood God Son refined by Xue Sanren uses the method of the Blood Sea lineage of the Yuanmo Sect. It is the most crazy and cruel." A whisk appeared in the hand of the old Taoist Jiyuan, and flying swords surrounded him.

Fairy Fei Leng looked calm.

"I know better than you, so I don't need you to remind me. You should think about how to help Blood Nightmare. If he dies, my sister will come out later and no one will help you."

As soon as these words were spoken, Taoist Jiyuan's expression suddenly changed.

As of now, the capabilities of the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo have indeed exceeded their expectations.

If he really obtained the power left by the sect's ancestor, he could face a mid-Nascent Soul stage strongman head-on, and maybe even use that power to fight against a great monk when he is at the peak of his powers.

If I want to survive, I really have to...

Taking a deep breath, Taoist Jiyuan urged: "Let's attack together and kill this Blood God Son!"

"it is good!"

Without hesitation, the two of them each used their magic weapons to kill.

In the square, the sea of ​​clouds was rolling, indicating that the battle between the two bloods had begun to break out again.

But on the whole, the Blood Sanren have the upper hand!

The majestic sword light, unparalleled in all directions, directly suppressed the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo from beginning to end. As he said, the opponent was just borrowing the power of the ancestor, after all, it was not his own power.

During the more than ten years of fighting in the dark world, Xue Sanren relied on his three-headed Blood God Son to continuously deplete the opponent's strength, and now the situation has reached the point where he can be defeated in one battle.

Seeing that he could not hold on any longer, the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo began to call for help as Yunhai Square seemed wide but there was nothing blocking his vision.

"What are you still doing there? Come and help me!"

Taoist Jiyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Junior sister, you come and stop the Blood God Son, I will go to help him!"

After saying this, without caring about Fairy Fei Leng's attitude, he flicked his whisk and white silk flew all over the sky, temporarily trapping the Blood God Son, and then rushed to support the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo at lightning speed.

Seeing this scene, Fairy Fei Leng bit her lip, with pain flashing in her eyes.

This again!

People from the Penglai Immortal Sect are always like this.

It was so then, and it is still so now.

boom!
After a brief fight, the Blood Nightmare Demon vomited blood and flew backwards.

Xue Sanren was about to give chase, but Taoist Jiyuan intercepted him halfway.

call out!
The Blood Nightmare Demon fell to the ground with a ferocious look on his face.

"Jiyuan, buy me some time so I can communicate with the sword spirit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody sword appeared in his hand.

It is the blood sword that kills gods!
However, the so-called communication mentioned by Blood Nightmare Demon Luo is not that simple.

He pointed a finger at the center of his eyebrows.

A drop of golden and red blood slowly flew out.

Essence and blood?

Do not!
This is the soul blood that has been tainted by the cultivator’s spirit!

The soul blood floated out, and the Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's face turned pale, but he didn't care. He held the soul blood in one hand and wiped it across the Blood Sword of God-Slaying.

Afterwards, he performed hundreds of spells in an instant.

Finally, there was a sudden pause!
"Edict!"

As soon as these words came out, the God-Slaying Blood Sword, which was originally trembling, suddenly became obedient.

At this moment, the old Taoist Jiyuan, who was blocking Xue Sanren, was blasted directly to a place not far from Xue Yanmo Luo.

High in the sky, a burly man with loose hair was looking down at them.

"A desperate struggle, a last-ditch resistance!"

"Really?" Blood Nightmare Demon Luo looked ferocious, pointed his finger, "Go!"

The God-Slaying Blood Sword turned into a streak of blood light and sped away.

Facing this sword, Xue Sanren's expression became a little more serious, but there was still confidence in his eyes.

With the long knife in his hand, he chopped down vertically.

The sword light was like a streak of silk, constantly competing with the blood sword that could kill gods.

clang!
clang!
clang!
In just a dozen breaths, the sword and the knife had clashed hundreds of times.

When the two of them retreated twice, Xue Sanren looked down at the long sword in front of him, and dense gaps appeared on the blade.

The famous weapon, the Shengang Blood Blade, which was famous in the North Sea, was completely defeated in this encounter!
"Is it that sword again?"

He murmured and clenched his right hand in the air.

Swish!
Suddenly, a long whip exploded in the void.

The long whip danced like a snake, a python, a vine, and a dragon!

Faintly, the soul-stirring crow's cry echoed through the sky.

"The Blood Kiss Whip was originally a real weapon I refined to take the power of the Blood Sea Ancestor. This time, I want to see if I can restrain this sword."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and the blood-scattering man whipped him down.

Snapped!
The void trembled, and a whip turned into two shadows, lashing towards the two of them.

Faced with this whip, Taoist Jiyuan's face changed drastically.

The white silk of the whisk transformed and enveloped him into a big cocoon.

Snapped!
A whip!
With just one whip, the large white cocoon was pulled hundreds of feet away and even exploded in the void. As the silk fibers flew around, Taoist Master Jiyuan vomited blood and his eyes were distracted.

On the other side, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo tried his best to control the Blood Sword of God-Slaying and slashed at the long whip itself.

boom!
The long whip and the blood sword collided, the magic power surged, and endless wind and clouds were rolled up.

"Haha, the time you spent refining your weapon is too short. You can't do anything to me after all."

The Blood Nightmare Demon laughed loudly.

Xue Sanren's face darkened slightly, he held the whip handle and snorted coldly: "It's nothing more than wasting a little more time."

time.

Yes, time is of the essence for everyone.

Just like Luo Chen.

……

Inside the Dan Palace.

At this moment, Luo Chen was in the biggest life-and-death crisis in history!

Two extremely high-level original flames are engaging in an extreme battle with his body as the battlefield.

After thousands of years of fighting, the strength of both sides had long been exhausted, leaving only a tiny bit of their essence.

But their rank is too high!

Even if there is only a little bit of strength left, it is definitely not something Luo Chen can contend with.

After the death of the spirit of the Liantian Ding, there was no longer any existence that could suppress them.

Also, because the magic power cultivated from the "Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Sutra" is in the same lineage as the Nirvana Holy Fire, the Nirvana Holy Fire that had been dormant for many years has once again started a war.

Luo Chen was helpless about all this.

He could only watch helplessly as the two flames in his body fought madly and destroyed his flesh.

"No!"

"I will never allow it!"

The hoarse shout stirred Luo Chen's soul.

His magical powers have been mobilized by the Holy Fire of Nirvana, but he also has another power.

Source power!

"The Confluence of Ten Thousand Paths" began to work, and streams of energy rose from all directions in his body, completely enveloping his body.

This "battlefield" must not collapse!
In the brief battle, Jiulian Fenghuo gradually began to lose the upper hand.

After all, it is a fire without a source.

However, the Holy Fire of Nirvana is assisted by Luo Chen's magical power.

At this point, the situation has changed and it is no longer the time for it to gain the upper hand.

Realizing this, Jiulian Fenghuo could no longer hold back.

When it once again entered the Qi Sea, it rushed towards the lonely floating white pill with a determined look.

The second Yuandan!

"Do not!!!"

Sensing all this, Luo Chen looked extremely horrified.

The next moment, the white pill was enveloped by nine-colored light and began to expand and grow, while its magic power was contracting...

then.

boom!
The second Yuandan exploded!
The terrifying magic power poured out in an instant like a river bursting its dam.

At this moment, the tough Qi Sea that Luo Chen had once been so proud of exploded instantly!

The magic power boiling like a wave, like a wild horse running out of control, rushed towards all parts of Luo Chen's body with the collapsed sea of ​​​​qi as the center.

His body began to disintegrate!
(End of this chapter)