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

"boom!"

The Demon Refining Spear hit the golden bowl that Ling Xiao was blocking like a blood-red lightning, making a deafening explosion.

Ling Xiao's feet sank three inches into the ground, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but the fighting spirit in his eyes was even stronger.

"At least now, I can let you spend more energy!"

Ling Xiao grinned, and the golden bowl suddenly spun out of his hand, drawing a tricky trajectory in the air and heading straight for Long Teng's temple.

Long Teng tilted his head slightly, and the golden bowl flew past his hair, bringing up a few strands of broken hair.

A trifle!"

He sneered, and the Demon Refining Spear suddenly changed from pulling to stabbing, and a scarlet light condensed at the tip of the spear.

"Blood Demon Break!"

The red light at the tip of the gun suddenly burst out, turning into a blood line as thin as a hair, instantly piercing Ling Xiao.

Ling Xiao groaned, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared on his right shoulder, with blood gushing out.

"It's not over yet!"

Long Teng took advantage of the situation and wielded the Demon Refining Spear like a dragon. He instantly hit Ling Xiao's waist and sent him flying dozens of feet. He only stopped after crashing into three ancient trees.

From a distance, Gu Sheng saw this scene and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

But he knew that he could not be distracted at this moment, so he followed Ling Xiao's advice and completely let go of his control over the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword.

"If the sword has a spirit, please lend me a helping hand."

Gu Sheng whispered softly, his palm gently placed on the hilt of the sword, and the spiritual power in his body poured into the sword like a trickle.

The miraculous thing is that this time the spiritual power was no longer blocked. Instead, it was greedily absorbed by the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword like a river entering the sea.

"Om-"

The sword suddenly made a clear sound, and the seven star marks lit up one by one, emitting an ancient and deep light.

Gu Sheng was pleasantly surprised to find that something inside the sword seemed to be awakening, and an aura of vicissitudes of life emanated from the sword.

"Is this a weapon spirit?"

Gu Sheng's heartbeat quickened. He could feel a faint response from the sword, as if he was conversing with some being through a thin veil.

As spiritual power continued to be injected, the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword vibrated more and more violently, the air around the sword began to distort, and the yin and yang energies spontaneously converged to form a vortex of black and white sword energy at the sword's edge.

"not good!"

Long Teng, who was chasing Ling Xiao, suddenly stopped and looked back in the direction of Gu Sheng in horror.

He felt a terrifying aura awakening that made his hair stand on end. It felt like he was being stared at by an ancient ferocious beast.

"There's something wrong with that sword!"

Long Teng's face changed drastically. He no longer cared about Ling Xiao and turned around to rush towards Gu Sheng.

"Want to go?"

Although Ling Xiao was covered in blood, he suddenly jumped up from the ruins and hugged Long Teng's right leg.

"Your opponent is me!"

"Go away!"

Long Teng roared, and the Demon Refining Spear smashed hard on Ling Xiao's back, making a dull thud.

Ling Xiao spat out a mouthful of blood, but held on tightly.

"Gu Sheng, hurry up!"

At this moment, the Yin and Yang energy around the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword had surged to an astonishing level. A black and white sword energy shot straight into the sky, extending to a length of nearly a thousand meters in the blink of an eye, like a giant pillar connecting heaven and earth.

"Is this what I summoned?"

Gu Sheng looked up at the sword energy that reached the sky and was so shocked that he was speechless.

He could feel that the power contained in this sword energy was far beyond his imagination, and might even be beyond his control.

When Long Teng saw this scene, fear finally appeared in his eyes.

The destructive aura emanating from the thousand-meter-long sword energy made even this core disciple of the Holy Land at the Taichu Realm feel a palpitation in his heart.

"Damn it!"

Long Teng kicked Ling Xiao away fiercely, no longer caring about his face, and turned around to run away.

He didn't even care about Wang Yuchen and Liang Yu who were watching from a distance. He just wanted to escape from the attack range of this terrifying sword energy as soon as possible.

"Want to run?"

Gu Sheng gritted his teeth, and forced himself to support his overdrawn body. He held the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword in both hands and slowly swung it in the direction of Long Teng's escape.

"Infinite sword energy! Cut!"

With this low shout, the kilometer-long black and white sword energy fell like a pillar of heaven.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the space seemed to be torn apart, leaving behind a black and white mark that lingered for a long time.

Gu Sheng felt that the last bit of spiritual power in his body was drained by the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword. His eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.

In the last moment before he fell into a coma, he saw the devastating sword energy whistling towards Long Teng.
Long Teng felt the breath of death coming from behind and knew it was too late to escape.

He turned around suddenly, held the Demon Refining Spear across his chest, and poured all his spiritual power into the spear without reservation.

"The true form of the blood demon!"

The Demon Refining Spear burst out with a dazzling blood light, forming a thick blood-colored barrier in front of Long Teng. At the same time, the spear body expanded several times, turning into a three-meter-long giant spear to meet the falling sword energy.

"boom--!!!"

At the moment when the black and white sword energy collided with the blood-red giant spear, the world was silent, and then a deafening roar broke out.

Tiny cracks appeared in the space at the center of the collision, and a violent energy shock wave swept across an area of ​​several miles, plowing a terrifying gully on the ground that was ten feet deep and nearly a hundred feet wide.

The blood-colored barrier lasted for less than a moment before it shattered. The Demon Refining Spear let out a wail as it could not bear the heavy burden, and countless cracks appeared on the spear.

Long Teng stared with his eyes wide open, watching the destructive sword energy penetrate all defenses and slash towards him.
"No--!!"

The screams stopped, and the black and white sword energy swept through Long Teng unhindered, slashing towards the distance with undiminished force, flattening a small hill before slowly dissipating.

The smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Ling Xiao dragged his wounded body to the edge of the terrifying ravine.

When he saw the scene at the bottom of the ravine clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Long Teng's body was neatly split into two halves, the cut was as smooth as a mirror, and even the Demon Refining Spear was split in two.

This core disciple of the holy land who was at the Taichu realm maintained an expression of extreme horror until his death, as if he could not believe that he would die like this.

"One sword, splitting the body into pieces at the beginning stage."

Ling Xiao's throat felt dry. He turned to look at the unconscious Gu Sheng in the distance, then looked at the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword lying quietly on the ground, and his heart was filled with shock.

Ling Xiao's pupils contracted violently, and the scene before him made his breathing stagnate.

Long Teng's body was cut into two pieces, the cut was as smooth as if it was cut by the sharpest blade, and the blood formed a strange seven-star pattern on the ground. Gu Sheng fell on the edge of the pool of blood, his face pale.

"What the hell is this?"

Ling Xiao's voice got stuck in his throat and his fingers began to tremble unconsciously.

"Where's Senior Brother Long Teng? How is he?"

Wang Yuchen stumbled over, his voice trembling.

Liang Yu followed closely behind, his face uglier than that of a dead person.

Ling Xiao suddenly sneered, and that laugh was like an icicle in the cold winter, piercing the two of them and making them feel cold all over.

He waved his right hand, and his spiritual power turned into an invisible hand, grabbing one of Long Teng's broken arms in front of him.

"Look for yourself!"

Ling Xiao grinned and raised his severed arm in front of Wang Yuchen.

"what--!"

Wang Yuchen's eyes bulged out and a scream that was not like a human voice came out of his throat. Then his eyes rolled back and he fell straight down.

Liang Yu's legs went limp and he fell to his knees.

His mind was blank. He could only see that on the broken arm was still the storage ring that Long Teng always carried with him, and between the fingernails were traces of enemy flesh that he had grabbed during the battle.

"No, it's impossible."

Liang Yu shook his head mechanically until Ling Xiao's figure loomed over him.

"Now you know you're afraid?"

Ling Xiao's voice was like the coldest ice in the Netherworld.

"Why weren't you afraid when you betrayed us?"

Snapped!
The slap sent Liang Yu flying. He spun in the air, blood and broken teeth spurting out of his mouth. He flew more than a hundred meters before falling heavily to the ground, rolling more than a dozen times before stopping.

"Have mercy!"

Liang Yu struggled to get up, then knelt down with blood all over his face and begged for mercy.

"Senior Brother Ling Xiao, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong!"

Ling Xiao took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Liang Yu. He stepped hard on his face with his right foot and crushed his head into the mud.

"Ungrateful bastard!"

Ling Xiao exerted force with his feet, and Liang Yu's facial bones made cracking sounds under the heavy weight.

"Gu Sheng treated you like a brother, but you stabbed him in the back at the critical moment!"

Liang Yu's begging for mercy turned into an indistinct whimper, and blood gushed out from under Ling Xiao's feet.

At the same time, Gu Sheng's fingers moved slightly.

He felt as if all his strength had been drained away, and every inch of his muscles was aching. What was even more terrifying was that his Dantian was completely empty, not even his spiritual energy was left.

"The Tai Chi Seven Star Sword is so domineering"

Gu Sheng said to himself, suppressing the dizziness and starting to practice "Nine Dragons Qiankun Jue".

As his mental method began to work, the spiritual energy around him began to gather towards him.

It started out as a trickle, but soon turned into a raging river.

The color gradually returned to Gu Sheng’s pale face, and the dried-up meridians in his body were refilled with spiritual energy.

"call--"

Gu Sheng let out a long sigh, and the numbness subsided.

He suddenly opened his eyes and saw Ling Xiao torturing Liang Yu.

"Ling Xiao."

Gu Sheng's voice was still a little weak, but he had regained his usual composure.

"Where's Long Teng?"

Ling Xiao's body shook, and he turned to look at Gu Sheng with complicated expressions in his eyes.

He silently pointed to the pile of broken limbs not far away.

Gu Sheng's pupils shrank slightly, and he released his thoughts to sweep across the pile of flesh and blood.

Although he was mentally prepared, his heart still skipped a beat when he confirmed that it was indeed Long Teng's body.

"Seven Swords Dismemberment. Such a domineering martial art."

Gu Sheng looked down at his hands, recalling the feeling when he performed the Tai Chi Seven Star Sword just now.

The powerful feeling of being in control of everything was intoxicating, but the price was also extremely terrible - not only did it drain his spiritual power, it also almost backfired on him.

“It must be restored as soon as possible.”

Gu Sheng didn't think any more and used all his strength to practice the Nine Dragons Heaven and Earth Technique. It was indeed a top-level technique. In just half a quarter of an hour, his spiritual power had recovered by 30%.

Gu Sheng stood up and walked towards Ling Xiao.

With every step he took, his aura grew stronger, and by the time he reached Ling Xiao, he had regained his former majesty.

"Get rid of them and let's get out of here."

Gu Sheng's voice was devoid of emotion.

Ling Xiao pushed harder with his feet, and Liang Yu screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Gu Sheng! Gu Sheng, spare me! I was confused for a moment and was deceived by Patriarch Lishan!"

Liang Yu struggled desperately and crawled to Gu Sheng's feet, his face covered with snot and tears.

"Please spare my life, as we have been in the same school for many years! I am willing to work like a slave for you."

Gu Sheng looked at him coldly, then suddenly kicked Liang Yu away.

"A traitor does not deserve mercy."

Liang Yu's face was ashen, and he collapsed to the ground without moving, as if he had accepted his fate.

"Brother, how do we deal with those cultivators who practice evil skills?"

Ling Xiao pointed at the dozens of people shivering in the distance.

They were originally subordinates of Lishan Laozu, but now they are like lambs to be slaughtered.

Gu Sheng glanced at the crowd and suddenly frowned.

"Where is Patriarch Lishan?"

Ling Xiao was shocked when he heard this and quickly released his spiritual sense to search.

After a moment, his expression turned extremely ugly.

"Oh no! That old guy ran away!"

The two rushed to the place where Lishan Laozu had originally been, and saw only a black robe left on the ground with strange talismans painted in blood on it.

"The art of escaping from the shell!"

Gu Sheng gritted his teeth.

"This old fox is well prepared!"

Ling Xiao angrily stepped on his robe into the dirt.

"Damn it! Letting him get away will lead to endless trouble!"

Gu Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked into the dark passage deep in the ancient city.

The Lishan Patriarch is not only extremely powerful, but also proficient in all kinds of evil ways. Letting him escape this time is like letting a tiger go back to the mountains.

Ling Xiao stared at the green robe hanging on the wooden stick, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

His robes fluttered in the wind, emitting the unique cold aura of Patriarch Lishan, as if mocking their miscalculation.

"What a great escape!"

Ling Xiao gritted his teeth and punched the stone pillar beside him, causing gravel to fly everywhere.

Gu Sheng glanced coldly at the abandoned Lishan disciples, who still had expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"Your master ran away a long time ago, leaving you behind as scapegoats."

"Impossible! The ancestor will not abandon us!"

A disciple with tattoos all over his face roared, but there was panic in his eyes.

Ling Xiao sneered.

"Then how do you explain this robe? Old Dog Lishan used a secret method to attach his aura to it, tricking us into thinking he was still here."

Gu Sheng stopped talking nonsense and drew his sword out of its sheath, a cold light flashing. "

kill! "

The sword flashed like a rainbow, instantly cutting off the heads of the three disciples.

Ling Xiao was not willing to be outdone. He swung his palms and his spiritual power transformed into wind blades all over the sky, turning the remaining people into a bloody mist.

"Ah! Ancestor, help me--" The last disciple's scream stopped short as Ling Xiao smashed his skull with a palm.

The battle ended quickly.

Gu Sheng shook off the blood drop on his sword and looked towards the south.

Let’s go to Zixia Holy Land.”

After the two left, the ruins of the ancient city returned to silence. Only the blue robe was still fluttering in the wind, like a flag of shame.

Long Teng's body lay quietly on the sand, scorched by the scorching desert sun.

Suddenly, a strange blue light appeared on his severed arm, and the flesh and blood melted away, revealing the white bones. The sapphire blue light became stronger and stronger, and finally turned into an aurora that shot up into the sky.

"Gu Sheng."

A faint soul wave came from the aurora, full of resentment. "

I will never let you go even if I die."

The aurora streaked across the sky, speeding towards the Qinghe Holy Land. Birds along the way were burned to death when they touched it, leaving a trail of ashes in the air.

"There is water ahead."

Ling Xiao wiped the sweat off his forehead and pointed at the silver light flashing in the distance. (End of this chapter)