Daoying

Chapter 722: The Battle of Scarlet Eyes (1): The Formless Blood Demon

"Very good. I hope you can be so self-satisfied later. There is no point in dying."

Fei Tong continued to laugh.

"Let's get started. Who of you will come?"

Xie Huan stood with his hands behind his back and floated forward for a distance.

"I heard that you killed Tian Xiang in the Hidden Land of Gods and defeated Zhang Yunhua in the Nine Prisons Dragon Suppression Tower. To be on the safe side, let me do it myself."

Fei Tong's face was filled with ease, no longer showing the ferocious look she had shown in front of Jin Mu. She flew forward happily, and was three hundred feet away from Xie Huan.

The other fourteen Dao Yins had different expressions, most of them had sharp eyes, a few looked indifferent, but no one objected.

As the two men stepped out, the sky became silent, the wind stopped, the clouds condensed, and even the sound of the waves was suppressed by some invisible force. The sense of oppression spread from the confrontation between the two sides and enveloped the entire island.

Xie Huan had already guessed that it was Fei Tong, so his expression remained calm.

Daoyin is very particular about speaking with strength. The fact that Feitong can command fourteen people says it all.

"Take action."

Fei Tong said with a smile.

"You're a woman, you go first."

Xie Huan said gentlemanly.

Fei Tong was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "Then I will fulfill your dignity."

Jin Mu and the others all had dark faces and ugly expressions, secretly cursing Xie Huan for being pretentious and not knowing whether to live or die.

The teardrop mole at the corner of Feitong's eyes flashed seductively, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her hands opened at both sides, and suddenly her robe fluttered, and a vast sea of ​​blood suddenly emerged, pouring down from the void, with countless distorted faces pouring out of it. They were the embodiment of the vengeful souls of the "Endless Blood River", shrieking and stretching out their hands, desperately trying to grab Xie Huan.

Xie Huan raised his hand, and sixteen swords appeared around him and dispersed in an instant. Ice, fire, earth, thunder, gold, water, soul, poison, haze, death, darkness, life, wind, wood, light, and space - sixteen kinds of elemental sword energy intertwined into a web, and each sword light was like a galaxy falling, forming a large Zhoutian elemental inverted sword formation.

He clenched his five fingers into a fist, and the Divine Sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and he swung it forward with all his might.

The red and black sword energy rolled in like a tide, pouring into the sword formation and superimposing with it perfectly.

"boom!--"

The two realms collided in the air, and the entire sky suddenly twisted!
The sea of ​​blood was boiling, and billions of resentful souls screamed and pounced on the sword net. The scarlet wave pressed down like the sky falling, and the space collapsed wherever it passed, revealing a dark void crack.

Xie Huan's sixteen elemental sword energies intertwined with the Divine Edge Domain to form a new sword domain. Frost froze the blood waves, thunder smashed the resentful souls, flames burned the evil spirits, and the power of space cut through the sea of ​​blood...

At the center of the collision of the two forces, a dazzling energy storm erupted—

The sea of ​​blood was shredded by the sword energy, turning into a blood mist all over the sky, and the sword energy was also torn apart by the resentful souls, breaking into pieces.

The turbulent energy of scarlet, blue and black raged like a raging dragon, sweeping across thousands of miles. The island protection formation set up in advance by the Ten Thousand Dao Holy Alliance trembled violently, and there were signs that it was about to collapse.

Turbulent waves rolled up outside the island. Countless monks looked at the sky in horror, their hair standing on end. Many of them were shocked by the pressure and crawled on the ground, spitting out blood.

Only the two sides who were facing each other in the air and watching the battle looked calm and indifferent.

Jin Mu frowned slightly and said to Ming Wuchen beside him: "Please ask Mirror Emperor to help and add a layer of defensive barrier."

Then he said to Xu Hong: "Please ask the Shang Emperor to take action personally to stabilize the island protection formation."

He knew that the battle between Xie Huan and Dao Yin would be brutal, but he didn't expect that he would be so tough right after the fight. If it affected ordinary cultivators, it would be a disaster.

"Yes."

Ming Wuchen and Xu Hong responded at the same time, each of them made a hand gesture and disappeared from the spot. In an instant, countless mirrors appeared between the sea, the sky, and the island, and they joined together to form a huge glazed barrier that enveloped the Dragon God Island.

Xu Hongze appeared at the core of the island's formation. He raised his hand and flew out three spiritual treasures. The light flowed and all of them hit the core of the formation. He then drew talismans in the air and poured his spiritual power into them.

"boom!--"

The violently shaking island protection formation suddenly stabilized, its spiritual light surged, and three thick golden light curtains appeared.

After doing all this, the two returned to Kaneki again.

Kaneki then nodded slightly, felt relieved, and continued to watch the battle.

"No wonder he was able to kill a celestial being. His strength is remarkable, but it's not enough."

There was a smile on Fei Tong's lips, but her eyes were cold. She pinched her fingertips and nine ferocious blood dragons suddenly condensed in the sea of ​​blood. Each of them was refined by a resentful soul in the Spirit Transformation Stage. They roared and broke through the sword net, rushing straight to Xie Huan's brow.

Xie Huan did not dodge or evade. His whole body burst into golden light, and he showed thirty-two victories. His body was solemn. A golden barrier spread out from his body and spread into the sea of ​​blood.

The nine blood dragons froze for a moment, their movements slowed down by the pressure, and even their murderous aura faded a bit.

Xie Huan swung his fist again, and a shining fist light burst out from his hand, splitting into nine in the air, like nine golden crows falling into a sea of ​​blood, piercing through the nine blood dragons!
"boom!--"

Not only did the blood dragons completely disintegrate, but the entire sea of ​​blood was also hit by huge waves and was swept into the sky.

Feitong's pupils suddenly shrank, emitting two sharp rays of light.

The monks watching the battle on both sides were all horrified and moved.

Because the number of physical cultivators is scarce, and those who can cultivate to perfection are even fewer, many people have never seen one in their entire lives. Now that they see the power of the Holy Body, they are dazzled and shocked beyond words.

"It's a bit interesting. This is the only way to feel happy!"

The corners of Feitong's mouth curled up in an almost crazy arc, she laughed loudly towards the sky, scarlet blood beads oozed from the teardrops at the corners of her eyes, and her long hair danced wildly in the wind.

The "endless river of blood" on her robe twisted like a living thing, and the faces of the resentful souls let out shrill screams in response to her madness.

"The Blood Prison of Ten Thousand Souls!"

A blood-red light suddenly appeared in Feitong's eyes, and her ten fingers blossomed like lotus flowers. Nine scarlet blood lines burst out from her fingertips, interweaving in the air to form a "Blood Talisman of Ten Thousand Souls" that covered the sky and the sun.

At the end of each blood line, a beating heart appeared, with distorted human faces on its surface, emitting a shrill scream in rhythm with the heartbeat.

Suddenly, she crossed her arms, and nine hearts exploded at the same time. Nine three-headed, six-armed "formless blood demons" rushed out of the blood mist. Each blood demon had three faces representing the three extreme emotions of crying, laughing, and anger. Each of the six arms held a different torture instrument: a heart-splitting knife, a soul-sucking hook, a soul-splitting saw...

When the formless blood demon appeared, the whole world suddenly twisted!

Xie Huan's Great Zhoutian Element Reversal Sword Formation collapsed bit by bit, the sixteen main swords trembled and wailed, and the Divine Sword and the Holy Body were both suppressed by the demonic power.

The elders of the Ten Thousand Dao Holy Alliance all changed color, with fear in their eyes. If they were in their shoes, they would be in danger of death if they had to deal with this move.

Jin Mu's face looked extremely ugly, his hands were clenched in his sleeves, his spiritual power fluctuated slightly, he thought about Xue Ning's warning in his mind, and he struggled violently in his heart - should he go back on his word and save Xie Huan?
A hint of fierceness flashed across his eyes. At this moment, the strength of the cultivators on Dragon God Island was enough to kill all fifteen Dao Yin. But was the painful price worth it?

Suddenly, a dragon roar that resounded through heaven and earth interrupted Kaneki's thoughts.

Xie Huan's whole body was covered with golden light, dark green dragon scales appeared on the surface of his skin, the third eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and dragon patterns flowed like lightning.

His figure suddenly rose taller and turned into a half-dragon - a dragon horn grew on his forehead, a spine protruding like a blade, arms covered with scales, sharp dragon claws extending from his fingertips, and an illusory dragon shadow condensed behind him, circling and roaring.

"Roar!--"

He opened his mouth and spit out cyan-gold dragon breath like a river pouring down from the sky, rushing into the sea of ​​blood. He then formed seals with his hands, and two kinds of spiritual eyes appeared in his pupils. Nine bright beams of light shot up from his forehead into the sky, transforming into nine primordial spirits!
(End of this chapter)