The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

I saw that I had distanced myself from that terrifying figure.

Only then did Zong Mo slowly retract his sinister gaze and heaved a sigh of relief.

But beneath the black robe, the bony hands unconsciously clenched into fists, with faint crisp sounds coming from the joints.

"There are many experts in the human race now, especially in this area of ​​Yalongling. It is rich in spiritual veins and has beautiful scenery. It seems to be the center of the land."

"There are so many sects and families, and there are countless masters hiding in the dark. The victory of the East China Sea Dragon Clan made us a little careless. Now it seems that we should take it slow."

The moment this thought came to his mind, he raised his head, but the next moment, as if he had discovered something, he couldn't help but frowned.

Only then did he notice that within his sight, at the bow of the ship, there was a tall figure standing with a sword in his hand.

As the sun sets, the sunlight pours down, and a faint golden sheen gives the figure a holy and inviolable glow, making it look like an insurmountable chasm, daunting and forbidding.

"The sword and the saber are both excellent... they really live up to their reputation."

"But are you so sure that you can defeat us?"

Zong Mo's voice was as hoarse as sandpaper, with a hint of fear that was difficult to conceal.

If I can’t beat him, can I still run away?

Immediately, he gave the order loudly without hesitation.

"Turn the Skeleton Demon Ship around again and retreat at full speed!"

The moment these words were shouted out.

Then, a dull and long horn sound penetrated the thick twilight that seemed substantial, and echoed over the vast sea.

Accompanied by the sound of huge trumpets.

The huge demon bone ship made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, as if it was a whimper from the depths of hell.

And tens of thousands of bone joints began to rotate in the opposite direction, making a creepy sound.

The huge demon bone ship turned again, leaving a dirty and eye-catching track on the calm sea.

In a short period of time, the ship turned around twice because of one person. This abnormal scene was beyond everyone's imagination.

However, the demon standing at the bow urged the ship to move faster, wishing that the White Bone Demon Ship could speed up and get rid of the man behind him as soon as possible.

When he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the vast ocean ahead, he thought that he had finally gotten rid of that man.

Suddenly I noticed a person standing on a reef in the distance.

The man was standing on a reef. He seemed to be alone, but behind him was the vast East China Sea, which seemed to be accompanied by thousands of troops. The imposing aura was so oppressive that people could not open their eyes.

"Want to leave, don't you think it's a little late?"

A voice so cold that it could freeze the air suddenly sounded at the bow of the ship like a ghost.

The moment they heard the voice, all the demon cultivators trembled all over and looked up in horror.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, I saw the figure standing on the reef.

I don't know when he was standing on the bow deck like a ghost.

The man just stood there, his back as straight as if it was made of iron, and he held a Hongge long sword in his left hand. The sword was hidden in the void, and the fine lines on the sword body were entwined like a winding snake, flashing a heart-pounding light.

In the other hand was an arrogant and domineering knife that looked like a natural wound. The blade was black and the shape was flamboyant.

On the blade, the sharp blood-red light moved like a lively flame, exuding a breathtaking aura.

At this moment, I saw that figure just a few feet in front of me.

Zong Mo's pupils suddenly shrank into a needle-like point, his eyes full of shock and fear.

How he got on board.

Why didn't I notice it at all?

The strength and methods of this master of swordsmanship are far more terrifying than he had expected!
"Formation!"

Zong Mo shouted sternly, with a hint of panic in his voice that he couldn't hide.

With his order, the Skeleton Demon Ship was instantly enveloped by a strange and powerful force.

The rumbling sound was like thunder, coming from deep inside the ship, as if an ancient demon sleeping in the ship was awakened and let out an angry roar.

Then, all the bones of the entire magic ship began to move rapidly, as if countless invisible hands were controlling these bones, and a teeth-grinding creaking sound was heard.

Those thick ribs opened and closed rhythmically like huge arms. Faint black demonic energy was surging in the air, forming strange whirlpools.

Twelve chains made of arms, thighs and other bones stretched out from the vortex and wrapped around Ye Yang like black pythons, trying to bind him.

"Zheng!"

A clear and long sound rang out, like the sound of nature.

The knife light and sword shadow intertwined in an instant, forming a dazzling slash.

The terrifying force erupted like a raging torrent. Under the violent formation, the surging and hard chains of demonic energy, under the impact of this force, melted away in an instant, like ice and snow meeting boiling oil, and dissipated into nothingness.

"You are an expert in both swords and sabers, please don't go too far!"

After saying that, Zong Mo bit his tongue hard and spurted out a mouthful of blood with a strong fishy smell. The blood mist spread, and the eyes of the dragon on the magic ship suddenly lit up with a pale green light, which became brighter and brighter, as if to illuminate the dark night.

Ye Yang's eyes focused. At this moment, the aura emitted by this sect demon combined with the white bone demon ship had reached the late stage of the Yuanshen Dao realm, so powerful that it was suffocating.

The further you advance in your practice, the more difficult it becomes to improve.

Especially since this white bone magic ship is the treasure of the demon clan, it is by no means as simple as imagined.

If it were in the past, when he had not come into contact with the power of the void, if he wanted to defeat the opponent, it would certainly not be as easy as he imagined.

However, after coming into contact with the power of the void, he has now come into contact with a trace of the divine power of the void refining realm, and he does not take these methods of the opponent seriously.

"I just went too far, what can you do to me?"

"boom!"

The dragon's eyes in front of the magic ship shot out three green lights at an extremely fast speed. Wherever it passed, the sea water instantly boiled and evaporated, forming terrifying vacuum zones.

Ye Yang's figure was as fast as lightning, with the power of the void flashing around him. He seemed to be hidden in the void, with no visible figure, and he shuttled flexibly in the gaps between the beams of light.

The next moment, the Void Red Lotus Sword flashed in the void, then suddenly flew out and stabbed directly into Zong Mo's neck from behind.

The Evil King's Sword, with its unusual destiny, descended from the sky, split Mount Hua with force, and came to kill fiercely.

The sword strikes the wind! The knife splits the heaven and earth!
The two of them chopped down directly, hitting the mainmast of the demon ship. The mainmast was instantly split in half, and wood chips flew everywhere.

Three demon cultivators saw this and tried to stop him, but before they could reach Ye Yang, they were cut in half by the sword. Blood splattered, staining the entire deck red.

At this time, Zong Mo took the opportunity to make another move.

The deck of the giant bone ship suddenly cracked, and hundreds of pale bone hands stretched out like the claws of evil spirits, grabbing Ye Yang's feet, trying to catch him.

At the same time, a pitch-black bone nail flew out from his sleeve and silently attacked Ye Yang's back, like an assassin in the dark, intending to kill him with one blow.

However, after the Void Red Lotus Sword and the Evil King Sword turned a corner in the void, they transformed into two nimble dragons, circling around the body and instantly cutting off all the bone hands.

The bony hands fell onto the deck one after another, making crisp sounds.

The Evil King's Sword hit the bone nail accurately, splitting it in half, and the fragments of the bone nail fell like meteors.

"Eat my slap!"

Another slap came.

At the critical moment, Ye Yang's figure suddenly disappeared, and the opponent's palm missed.

Zong Mo fell down and saw that his fatal blow did not even touch the opponent's shadow. He was extremely surprised.

The next moment, he heard a few crisp "crackling" sounds, and his finger bones broke into pieces, and severe pain instantly spread throughout his body.

"The power of space?!"

Zong Mo's face turned pale with horror and disbelief.

"You are able to comprehend the power of space to such a level."

Ye Yang turned around slowly, and the Evil King Sword and the Void Red Lotus Sword had returned to his hands without him knowing when.

His eyes were calm and firm, as if he saw through everything.

"It's time to finish."

After he finished speaking, he slashed with a knife and a sword, and a black and red light wheel expanded instantly.

After a while, the knife and the sword intertwined, and suddenly there was a brilliant light. Wherever the wheel of the knife passed, tiny cracks appeared in the space, as if it could not bear the weight.

"No!"

The sect demon hastily summoned a ferocious rattan shield magic weapon to resist.

However, the moment the magic weapon came into contact with the light wheel, it collapsed like fragile glass.

The halo continued to move forward, first cutting across his neck. His head flew high up with a look of fear on his face.

Then, the sword light wheel split the entire bone ship in half. With the earth-shaking sound of breaking, the huge ship fell apart and fragments flew everywhere.

The eyes of the dragons on the distant magic ship burst at the same time, making a loud noise. The entire magic ship began to sink and sea water quickly poured in.

The surface of the sea was dyed an eerie purple-black color, and countless demon cultivators turned into pus and blood amid screams, disappearing into the dark sea.

Just as Zong Mo's head was about to hit the ground, he opened his mouth and suddenly spoke in the air.

"My thousands of years of cultivation have been destroyed in your hands today. Do you think this is the end? The Demon Lord is about to..."

Before he could finish his words, his entire head was blown into a ball of black mist and dissipated into the air.

It's creepy.

Zong Mo's headless body did not fall, but stood upright on the broken deck.

What flowed out of the wound was not blood, but a sticky black liquid that emitted a disgusting smell.

The black slurry seeped into the hull and dripped onto the sea surface through the keel, where it condensed in the sea water and did not disperse, forming a thin stream that, like a black poisonous snake, slowly crawled towards the distant Yalong Ridge.

(End of this chapter)