Gou's Liver Experience in the World of Demons and Demons

Capturing Gu Sheng alive, snatching the sword, all of that was thrown out of their minds. Now they just wanted to get as far away from this killer as possible!
Gu Sheng watched coldly and did not chase after him immediately.

He slowly raised the ancient divine sword, and the ancient patterns on the sword lit up one by one, and the terrifying aura rose steadily!
"Pity"

Gu Sheng muttered to himself.

"The unsealed energy will dissipate if it is not used up."

The sword's light became brighter and brighter, until it was as dazzling as a small sun.

The entire blood river began to boil, and the river surface bulged and collapsed!
In the distance, Long Gong was fleeing desperately when he suddenly felt a wave behind him that made his soul tremble.

I couldn't help but look back, just in time to see Gu Sheng swinging his sword -

"cut."

It was just a light word, but it sounded like the sentence of death.

"boom!!!"

The sky and the earth lost their color! A sword energy that spanned the sky swept out, and wherever it passed, the space twisted and collapsed!
The blood river was split in half, revealing a bottomless riverbed!
"Do not!!"

Lu Feng screamed and sacrificed his life-saving magic weapon. An ancient bronze mirror was crushed into powder by the sword energy as soon as it rose up.

She watched in despair as the sword energy pierced through her chest, creating a bloody hole.

"Puff puff!"

Amidst the continuous muffled noises, the fleeing strong men fell down like straw.

Some people tried to use escape techniques to escape, but were turned into a bloody mist by the aftermath of the sword energy.

The black-clothed man from Qinghe Holy Land had just crushed the teleportation talisman when he was caught up by the sword energy and half of his body evaporated instantly.

The remaining half of his face still showed the relief of surviving the disaster.
In just three breaths, there was no enemy left who could stand on the blood river!
Gu Sheng stood with a sword in his hand, watching the bloody corpses fall.

Suddenly, he turned his head as if realizing something.

A hundred feet away, Long Gong froze in place, his face pale.

The moment their eyes met, the legs of this dignified master went weak and he almost fell to his knees!
The cultivation that he was so proud of was like child's play in front of Gu Sheng, and the bloody sword made his soul tremble.

Gu Sheng's thin figure continued to grow larger in his eyes, turning into a demon god.

Wang Xiujie, Lu Feng, these powerful men who were famous in Xinghong Spiritual Realm, have now become dead souls under the sword.

"You came here with Saint Maiden Qinghe?"

Gu Sheng suddenly spoke, his voice as cold as ice.

Long Gong's Adam's apple rolled and he nodded cautiously.

"Yes, it is"

Gu Sheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly waved his hand.

"get out."

Long Gong's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears.

It was not until Gu Sheng slightly raised the magic sword in his hand that he woke up from his dream and fled away tumbling. How could he still have the demeanor of a venerable king?
As Gu Sheng turned and left, his eyes inadvertently met the Holy Maiden of Qinghe in the distance.

The pair of eyes that were always cold and clear were now full of complexity, causing the saint's face to feel burning with pain.

She thought about her doubts and ridicule towards Gu Sheng not long ago, and how ridiculous it seemed now.

"Saint!"

Long Gong rushed over in a hurry, his voice trembling.

"Why did he let me go?"

Saint Maiden Qinghe withdrew her gaze and spoke softly.

"Gu Sheng would never kill someone for no reason."

Long Gong was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized.

Although he followed along, he never attacked Gu Sheng.
"Let's go."

The saint turned around, and the hem of her skirt drew a decisive arc.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long."

Long Gong nodded hurriedly. At this moment, he just wanted to stay as far away from that god of death as possible.

The two men turned into streams of light and quickly flew towards the outskirts of Wangui Ridge.

At the same time, a storm is brewing in the Xinghong Spirit Realm.

At the border of Qinghe Holy Land, terrifying auras are approaching.

Initially, the holy land was able to rely on the large formation to block it, but as more and more powerful people were sent out from other holy lands, even elder-level figures appeared, the pressure increased sharply.

"The Holy Lord has ordered the border to be opened!"

A white-haired old man stood on the city wall and shouted.

"But Wangui Ridge is our Qinghe territory, everyone please do not cross the border!"

Dozens of streams of light could not wait to rush into the holy land's territory and head straight towards Wangui Ridge.

There is an old Taoist priest stepping on auspicious clouds, a young man riding a flying sword, and a majestic figure riding a bronze chariot. Every breath is heart-pounding.

"Humph, Qinghe Holy Land has a good plan."

A middle-aged man in purple robe sneered.

"After delaying for so long, I'm afraid someone has already been sent to get the sword."

The old woman next to him, leaning on a snake-head cane, spoke sinisterly.

"That's fine. I want to see who can walk out of Wangui Ridge with the sword."

In the distant clouds, there were two old men with auras as profound as the abyss. They were the elders sent by the Qinghe Holy Land.

They didn't dare to enter a dangerous place like Wangui Ridge, but they could wait for an opportunity on the outskirts.

"The Holy Lord has invested a huge amount of money this time." The fat elder narrowed his eyes.

"Even the 'Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill' was taken out."

The thin elder sneered.

"Those desperate criminals would do anything to survive."

Indeed, the monks rushing towards Wangui Ridge at this moment had different purposes.

There was an old monster who was about to die and wanted to borrow a sword to prolong his life.

There are geniuses who are stuck at a bottleneck, and they are plotting to obtain the ultimate treasure promised by the holy land.

There are even more ambitious people who want to take advantage of this opportunity to soar to the sky.
"boom!"

Suddenly, the wind and clouds in the direction of Wangui Ridge suddenly changed! A black and white sword energy soared into the sky and broke through the sky!
The yin and yang energies were like two giant dragons entwined, and the terrifying pressure made the cultivators thousands of miles away feel suffocated.

"Is this the resurrection of the ancient gods?!"

The white-haired elder of Qinghe Holy Land had his hair and beard standing up, and his cloudy old eyes were filled with horror.

The sword energy that pierced through heaven and earth exuded a pressure that made his soul tremble, as if he was facing an ancient god or demon.

Other strong men were also trembling, and some even fell to the ground with weak legs.

If the ancient gods really awaken, the power structure of the entire Xinghong Spirit Realm will be turned upside down!

"No!" the middle-aged man in purple robe suddenly shouted.

"The sword energy is weakening!"

Upon hearing this, the two Qinghe elders immediately released their divine senses to investigate.

They both saw the ecstasy in each other's eyes.

"It's not the resurrection of the gods." The fat elder's voice trembled.

"It's that sword! The remaining energy inside the sword has exploded!"

The thin old man's eyes flashed with brilliance.

"The sword used by the ancient gods during their lifetime must be brought back to the Holy Land!"

Greed overwhelmed their fear of Wangui Ridge.

Dozens of powerful men from the Qinghe Holy Land turned into streams of light and rushed towards the depths of Wangui Ridge.

The monks from other holy places also reacted and quickened their pace.

"Hurry! We can't let Qinghe Holy Land get ahead!"

"The sword is mine!"

Amid the crazy shouting, no one noticed a gray figure approaching quietly.

He was an old man with a weathered face, and he was the grand elder of Tianlan Holy Land.

"This boy"

The Great Elder looked at the direction of the sword energy and smiled bitterly.

"The noise is getting bigger and bigger each time."

He was originally tracking down Gu Sheng's whereabouts, but he didn't expect that when he got the news again, the other party had caused such a shocking change.

When Saint Tianlan learned about this, he was horrified and ordered him to bring Gu Sheng back safely.

"The Holy Lord has given orders, and I shall obey them."

The Great Elder muttered to himself, but when he looked at the sword energy that was gradually dissipating, he lost confidence.

"But this kind of power"

Shaking his head, he quickened his pace.

No matter what, we must find Gu Sheng before anyone else.

The first group of strong men who arrived at the edge of Wangui Ridge were shocked to find that the legendary death restricted area had changed beyond recognition.

"Wangui Ridge was destroyed?"

The originally eerie and terrifying mountains were now covered with criss-crossing gullies. All those terrifying ancient formations and deadly traps were reduced to ashes under the sword energy.

The entire Wangui Ridge looked like it was split by a giant sword from the gods, with an abyss in the center that was bottomless.

"Look! There's someone coming out!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a figure quietly leaving on the other side of the abyss.

The man was wearing a black robe and a strange black mask on his face. He had no aura when he walked, and if you didn't see it with the naked eye, you wouldn't be able to detect his presence at all.

"It's Gu Sheng! He ran away with the magic sword!" "Chase!"

Shouts and cries of killing suddenly arose, and dozens of figures rushed towards the abyss.

However, before they could get close, the remaining sword energy in the abyss suddenly erupted, turning the first few people who rushed over into a bloody mist!
"Damn it! This abyss is insurmountable!"

Everyone was forced to stop and watch the black-robed figure disappear from their sight.

Gu Sheng stopped in a dense forest a hundred miles away.

"Brother Gu! Wait for me!"

A familiar voice came from behind. Gu Sheng turned around and saw Ling Xiao chasing after him, panting.

"You were hiding during the bloody river?"

Gu Sheng raised his eyebrows.

Ling Xiao scratched his bald head awkwardly.

"There were too many enemies, I didn't dare to show my face. Then I was afraid of being injured by mistake when you struck me with your sword. So..."

Gu Sheng nodded in understanding.

The power of that sword was indeed too great. If it weren't for the guidance of the soul in the sword, he himself would not be able to control it.

"Where to go now?"

Ling Xiao was worried.

"Those big forces will never give up."

Gu Sheng stroked the mask and suddenly asked.

"Do you know the origin of this mask?"

Ling Xiao was stunned, looked at it carefully and shook his head.

He put the black mask on his face, and it felt cold. Gu Sheng could feel that his breath was being distorted and changed by some mysterious force.

He put on a loose black robe and a tattered bamboo hat, and in the blink of an eye he changed from the god of death holding a magic sword to a wandering cultivator full of hostility.

"How about it?"

Gu Sheng asked in a low voice.

Ling Xiao looked him up and down, surprise flashing in his eyes.

"I can't recognize it at all! Even the aura has changed, this mask..."

"Given by the Great Elder."

Gu Sheng touched the mask.

"It is said that it can save lives at critical moments."

Ling Xiao nodded thoughtfully and quickly changed his clothes.

He put away his Buddhist instruments, put on a set of coarse linen clothes, and had the same reserved aura as an ordinary person, just like an ascetic monk.

The two of them did not delay any longer and left Wangui Ridge as quickly as possible.

When passing through a barren desert, Gu Sheng couldn't help but look back -

In the distant sky, streams of terrifying auras fell towards the direction of Wangui Ridge.

Some of the auras were so strong that even he felt palpitations now.

"People from the seven sacred places."

Gu Sheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.

“Half of the country is here.”

Ling Xiao wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Brother Gu, we have to hurry up. Once they find out that you are not in Wangui Ridge."

Before he could finish his words, a group of monks in a hurry suddenly appeared in the distance.

Gu Sheng immediately tensed up his nerves, and his hand unconsciously reached for the magic sword wrapped in cloth behind him.

The team didn't even look at them, they just passed by a hundred feet away and headed straight for Wangui Ridge.

"Huh" Ling Xiao let out a long sigh.

"It seems the disguise was successful."

Gu Sheng nodded, and the two of them quickened their pace.

Half a day later, the outlines of several cities finally appeared on the edge of the desert, but they did not dare to stay.

"Those old monsters are capable of massacring a city and searching for people."

Gu Sheng's voice was low.

As they fled day and night, the noise coming from the direction of Wangui Ridge became louder and louder.

Even if you are hundreds of miles away, you can occasionally feel slight tremors from the ground.

Above the ruins of Wangui Ridge, strong men from the seven holy places stood in the air.

The originally eerie and terrifying mountains are now full of ravines, and the abyss in the center seems to have been split open by a sword from the gods, and it is bottomless.

"Search! We must find Gu Sheng even if we have to dig three feet into the ground!" the five elders of Qinghe Holy Land shouted sternly.

Soon, a disciple came to report.

"Elder, we found some survivors!"

There was a gleam in the fifth elder's eyes.

"bring it here!"

Powerful men from other holy places also sent people to get closer, hoping to get first-hand information.

When Long Gong came with the Holy Maiden Qinghe, the scene suddenly became quiet.

"Say!"

The five elders stared at the Dragon Palace.

"In the end what happened?"

Long Gong’s face turned pale and his voice trembled.

"Everyone who entered the blood river to hunt down Gu Sheng died. Only the Saint and I survived."

"what?!"

The five elders all had their hair and beards standing tall.

"Wang Xiujie too."

"died."

Ryugong swallowed.

"Gu Sheng not only broke through to the Heavenly Palace Realm, but also pulled out that ancient divine sword."

There was a gasp of air all around.

“What’s even more terrifying is this.”

The voice of Long Gong became lower and lower.

"He was able to use the energy sealed in the sword without suffering any backlash. With one strike..."

The fifth elder suddenly remembered the sword energy that tore through the sky, and his old face twitched.

"Are you saying that the sword energy was slashed out by Gu Sheng?"

Long Gong nodded heavily.

"absurd!"

The angry shouts of the five elders of Qinghe exploded above the ruins of Wangui Ridge.

His hair and beard stood on end, and the anger in his eyes almost became tangible.

"How could a junior in the Heavenly Palace Realm completely control the ancient divine sword? It must be that the remaining energy in the sword exploded on its own!"

The Eighth Elder frowned.

"Fifth brother, Long Gong saw it with his own eyes."

"Dragon Palace?"

The fifth elder interrupted with a sneer.

"Just a scared bastard!"

He looked around at the powerful men from the major holy places and his voice was like thunder.

"Think about it carefully, if Gu Sheng could really use the power of the magic sword at will, why would he run away?"

This made everyone fall into deep thought.

Indeed, possessing a completely unlocked ancient divine sword is enough to sweep across the planet's Hongling Realm, so why would one flee in panic?

"Fifth Elder, that's a good idea."

The middle-aged man in purple robe echoed.

"The energy of the sword must have been exhausted. It is now just a sharper weapon."

"Not bad!" The beautiful woman played with the jade hairpin in her hand.

"While he is weak, it is the best time to seize the sword."

The Eighth Elder hesitated to speak, and lowered his head in silence under the sharp gaze of the Fifth Elder.

The Qinghe Holy Land had a strict hierarchy, and since the Fifth Elder had made the decision, it would be an offense for him to say anything more.

Great Elder Tianlan watched all this coldly and sighed in his heart.

These idiots simply don't understand that Gu Sheng, who can trigger the resonance of the divine sword, is no match for an ordinary Heavenly Palace Realm cultivator.

"Great Elder, let's..." a Tianlan disciple beside him asked in a low voice.

"Follow them."

The Great Elder remained calm.

“But keep your distance.”

He had to personally confirm Gu Sheng's safety, but he couldn't expose his relationship with Gu Sheng. What worried him even more was that if the Qinghe Saint Lord took action himself,