Walking alone with a sword, slaying ghosts and gods

Chapter 297: Swords flash across the sky, bloody battles

On a deserted island in the South China Sea, a group of cultivators gathered. A Nascent Soul cultivator had just died here. The spiritual energy dissipated like a tide and returned to this world.

If it was an ordinary fight, Gui Dongmei might have released Ma Qiuhong's Nascent Soul and escaped.

But considering that the two sides had just fought a war for decades, Gui Dongmei had no lack of determination to kill this man directly.

After losing two games in a row, the faces of the cultivators in Tiannan looked a little grim.

In both matches, it was obvious that the opponents were from our side and had stronger magic power, but they were defeated inexplicably. Taoist Mingkong looked particularly ugly.

The plan of Luo Chen, the wise demon of Demon Flame Valley, cannot be said to be wrong. Among the ten spiritual islands on their side, the most valuable one is Lingxi Island which has a large spiritual stone mine. As long as the Holy Son Mingkong firmly controls Lingxi Island, this battle will not be considered a defeat, and they can also covet several spiritual islands on the side of Nanli Sea.

The overall magic power and fighting ability of the Tiannan cultivator should be greater than that of the Nanlihai cultivator.

But he overlooked one point, which is the difference between good and evil.

In the demonic sect, competition is fierce and killing is brutal from the very beginning, and the fighting ability is generally stronger than that of the righteous monks of the same level.

But because of this, the demonic monks have often exhausted their combat potential, and it is difficult for them to make any breakthroughs or improvements in a short period of time.

On the contrary, the righteous cultivators pay more attention to the cultivation of the foundation of profound skills and the norms of ancient precepts and Taoist rules. But when they all turn to improving their fighting magic power, their potential is much higher than that of the evil cultivators at the same level.

Just like the female fairy Yan Jingrong, her fighting ability is poor, but she has solid skills and good spiritual awareness and magical power. After spending a huge price to obtain talismans and magic weapons everywhere, her fighting ability has been greatly improved.

As for Qiu Qianying of the Demon Flame Valley, he knew that he would have to fight with swords in the South China Sea, but he could no longer provide any tricks, and even his magical powers did not change much. Yan Jingrong remembered it in her heart, and a plot against him damaged his body and greatly harmed his path.

Seeing that Taoist Mingkong looked unhappy, an old man from the Tiannan group of cultivators stepped forward and said politely, "Holy Son, I will fight in the next round."

"In that case, I'll trouble you, Mr. Qin."

This old Qin, whose name is Qin Guiyan, is a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator from the Hundred Beasts Palace. The reason why he went into battle without any hesitation was because among the opposing group of cultivators, there was only one mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, Ding Yunzhou. There was no way he could challenge Wei Shuyi and Ming Yuchen.

The rule of this gambling fight is that monks of higher realms cannot challenge monks of lower realms, but monks of lower realms can challenge monks of higher realms.

A monk who has not fought before cannot challenge a monk who has already fought, but the latter can accept or challenge others.

At the Nascent Soul stage, the difference of one or two levels of mana is already a considerable gap, which may be the accumulation of hundreds of years of practice.

Crossing a small realm to challenge other cultivators is undoubtedly asking for trouble, unless there is a huge gap in the inherited lineages of the two cultivators, or there is a clear restraint.

Qin Guiyan is an old man dressed as a wandering monk. He does not wear Taoist robes or Taoist robes, but casual clothes. He has a head full of white hair but eyes as sharp as torches.

As soon as he saw him flying out of the formation, Ding Yunzhou, one of the cultivators from the Northern Territory, also flew up with sword light wrapped around his body.

He knew clearly that the two of them were each other's rivals.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, Mr. Qin. We fought on Yixing Island a while ago, and I was lucky enough to have the upper hand. I wonder if your sword injury has healed?"

Ding Yunzhou is gentle and elegant, like a Taoist and a Confucian. At this moment, when he goes out to fight with others with swords, it does not seem like a fight of life and death, but more like a discussion of Taoism among friends in their spare time.

"Ding Yunzhou, why are you still so nagging? If you want to hit me, just hit me. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Qin Guiyan slapped his waist and two spirit beast bags flew out. After they were opened, they emitted brilliant light and immediately two sixth-rank demon kings flew out from them.

One was a wildebeest with flames all over its body, and the other was a bat monster that looked like both a human and a bat.

It's just that the two demon kings had dull eyes and confused expressions. The Palace of Hundred Beasts is a demonic sect that tames beasts, and their methods of taming beasts are certainly not gentle. After forcibly capturing a demon beast, they will feed it many precious elixirs to increase its chaos intelligence and demon power.

Otherwise, many sixth-level monsters would rather die together and drag the monks of the Palace of Beasts to the underworld than be enslaved by human monks.

The orthodox sects, the blessed land of immortals, raise many spiritual beasts. They listen to Taoist scriptures every day and are almost the same as disciples. If one of them is not kept under control, they will escape into the mortal world to devour blood and food, not to mention those in the Palace of Hundred Beasts.

Disciples of the Yuanshen and mounts of spirit beasts, they secretly escaped into the mortal world and became demon kings, harming human lives and devouring blood. After being caught, many of them simply transformed back to their original forms, rolled over and wailed, and at most received some punishment, and the matter was over.

There are also cases where the punishment is extremely severe, but they are very rare. Such Yuanshen cultivators may even simply not raise spirit beasts.

Many mortals, even those who hold high positions and enjoy high salaries, still regard ordinary people as ants. These immortal cultivators have been practicing for hundreds or thousands of years, and many of them have long forgotten that they were once mortals.

In any world, there are probably few moral people.

At this moment, Ding Yunzhou was already fighting with Qin Guiyan. Qin Guiyan possessed the secret technique of the Palace of Beasts, which could allow these confused demon kings to exert 50% to 80% of their strength in their prime. When fighting with others, he would often use the advantage of numbers to overwhelm the enemy.

Ding Yunzhou's swordsmanship was also extremely superb. He controlled two sword lights, one black and one white, and then his body turned into a stream of light and followed the sword. This was the usual fighting style of monks who were good at controlling swords.

The wild horse neighs and gallops through the air.

Its body is spreading with a demonic aura like flames, and it is even covered with heavy horse armor. It refines magical instruments and even treasures for demon beasts, which is also a common method used by many beast-taming sects.

The wild horse galloped back and forth, constantly attacking the sword light. It couldn't attack Ding Yunzhou for a while, but Ding Yunzhou couldn't attack it either, otherwise he would not be able to kill it with one sword, and would immediately be entangled by the two demon kings. It would be difficult to escape at that time.

"Brother Tie, who do you think will win this battle?"

Gui Dongmei, a middle-aged Taoist nun who was watching the battle attentively on the side, asked this, staring at the scene and putting herself in the shoes of others. It was rare to have the opportunity to watch the sword fight between mid-Nascent Soul cultivators.

If it weren't for this great catastrophe of heaven and earth, such a good thing would never have happened.

"I don't know. It's impossible to tell who will win at this point. Brother Ding is good at swordsmanship, while Old Monster Qin is skilled and fierce in his beast-taming skills. At the moment, Brother Ding is more likely to have the sword intent ready to go, but who knows how Old Monster Qin will counterattack.

Many of the magical powers of beast tamers based on spirit beasts are very strange, and when combined with the innate magical powers of demon beasts, they are difficult to guard against. "

Watching this battle up close would also be of great benefit to Lu Cheng himself. It just so happened that Lu Cheng had dabbled in the expertise of these two men: the art of wielding swords and the art of taming beasts. If they were cultivated to a high level, they would be enough to dominate the world and become the ancestor of a sect.

The fight between the two men actually lasted for three days and nights. Since neither side revealed any flaws and they fought each other many times, they were able to maintain a stalemate for a long time.

"It should be that Fellow Daoist Ding has the upper hand. The beast taming technique of the Hundred Beasts Palace is domineering and fierce. Although it has its sharpness, it will inevitably consume a lot of mana. On the other hand, Fellow Daoist Ding has practiced both man and sword for hundreds of years. If he can drag it out for another four days, the outcome will be decided!"

Gui Dongmei's eyes were bright. For the Nascent Soul cultivators present, the energy consumed in the past few days was minimal. Almost everyone was watching the battle with all their spiritual awareness and eyesight, and using it as a tool to improve their own cultivation.

"Yes."

After three days of hard fighting, the outcome of the battle gradually became clear. As long as Qin Guiyan could no longer use any extremely powerful talismans, magic weapons, or spiritual beasts, judging from the current situation, Ding Yunzhou would definitely win.

Even if Qin Guiyan still has some background, doesn’t Ding Yunzhou have any?

As I said, it is much easier for righteous monks to borrow talismans and magic weapons from each other than between evil monks.

But at this moment, something strange happened suddenly on the field.

Ding Yunzhou, who had been gradually gaining the upper hand, suddenly merged with the sword, transformed into an extremely sharp sword light, and slashed at the blood bat in the air.

The wind is silent, and the heart is as still as water. The fierce light is shadowless, just like a swift sword that leaves no trace.

"He wanted to launch a surprise attack to avoid entering a stage where both sides would compete with each other's strength."

Lu Cheng immediately grasped Ding Yunzhou's thoughts at the moment. If it really came to the point where both sides were competing with each other's strength, even if Ding Yunzhou could win, it would be a miserable victory.

As a sword cultivator, he must pursue and attack relentlessly. Ding Yunzhou already had a certain advantage, and he killed the bat blood demon with one sword, which gave him a great advantage and secured victory.

stab.

Ding Yunzhou had been building up his strength for three days, and with one strike of his sword combined, he directly cut through the body of the confused bat-blood monster.

Although the magic of the Palace of Beasts can allow the monsters to exert close to 50% to 80% of their full strength, their intelligence is undoubtedly greatly suppressed. If one really kills a sixth-level monster king, it may not be so easy.

However, something strange happened suddenly.

Large patches of blood light spread out, like a pot of boiling blood, thick, gloomy and full of ominousness.

The sword light that Ding Yunzhou combined with his body was circled and gathered by this blood energy.

After a moment, Ding Yunzhou could no longer maintain the state of unity between man and sword, and broke away from this state of sword skills. However, his body was surrounded by green light, and he could still expel the filthy blood energy around him.

He frowned slightly, looked around for a moment, and whispered:
"Blood calamity erodes the primordial spirit light, Mr. Qin, you are really willing to give it up!"

This blood-corroding soul light is not part of the Taoist magic of the Palace of Beasts, but the innate magical power of a bat blood demon back then.

However, the giant monster was too unruly and difficult to tame, and the elders of the Palace of Beasts were helpless. They had to work together to refine it into several blood thunders. Once used, they became the blood calamity light that corroded the soul.

Hiding in the body of another bat blood demon, he was truly undetectable by gods and ghosts. With just this one move, he directly broke Ding Yunzhou's ability to combine man and sword.

"Although a blood thunderbolt is precious, how can it be compared to the life of the great swordsman Ding!"

Qin Guiyan laughed wildly and used magic at the same time. Taking advantage of the bloody and fierce energy around him, he used all his strength to launch the White Bone Howling Hammer at Ding Yunzhou!

I saw a sky full of black light rising into the sky, and one after another white bones of monster skulls flew up, and finally turned into a giant hammer and smashed towards Ding Yunzhou.

The Palace of Beasts has three methods of controlling monsters. The first is normal beast taming, which selects monsters that are not so ferocious by nature, enlightens these creatures, and practices with the master to improve his magic power.

The second is to integrate into the blood of monsters, and control them with their habits, as if they were a sixth-rank monster king. This can greatly enhance the monsters' combat power and loyalty, but one's own body will often undergo beast transformation. This method of transforming from human to monster is rarely practiced even in the Palace of Beasts.

The third is the one that Qin Guiyan is performing at this time, the Xuanyin Corpse Refining, which can refine human souls and evil spirits, and of course it can also refine demon souls and evil bones. A Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner is the sect's treasure. Although the number of demon beasts is less than that of humans, the demon beasts that cultivate magic power are also powerful when used to sacrifice the Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banner, and it may not be inferior to the Demonic Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

A huge bone-howling hammer came smashing down from the sky, thousands of beasts howled, and their souls were shaken and their hearts were terrified. Under such a nearly desperate disadvantage, Ding Yunzhou suddenly used his double skills and displayed a set of Taoist sword-wielding skills.

The sword lights of the two swords flying in front of him were like flowing water, unpredictable. Under the infusion of spiritual consciousness and magic power, one turned into two, two turned into four, and four turned into eight. The eight flying swords pounced on Qin Guiyan and his beast like poisonous snakes.

Seeing this, Qin Guiyan's face changed drastically, because he felt his life was threatened, so he hurriedly controlled the wildebeest to rush forward and take a step ahead to resist Ding Yunzhou's counterattack with all his strength.

However, at this moment, the sixth-level wildebeest demon king suddenly had a ray of clarity in his eyes, roared, and stopped moving. At this critical juncture, he seemed to be out of control. Ding Yunzhou's sword light was as fast as lightning, and the eight flying swords instantly all faced Qin Guiyan and his White Bone Howling Hammer.

Rumble, rumble...

The sword and hammer collided, and the terrifying spiritual pressure struck the sea below, almost instantly causing the sea to sink into a huge black hole.

Thousands of acres of sea water roared in, stirring up huge waves that flowed in all directions.

At this moment, all the monks present subconsciously widened their eyes, because no one knew who won.

The next moment, a green light shot up into the sky. Although it was extremely fast, all the cultivators present could still see it clearly. It was Ding Yunzhou's Nascent Soul.

The two sides attacked with all their might, causing Ding Yunzhou's body to shatter. He was forced to leave his Nascent Soul state and flee immediately.

In fact, logically speaking, he could come to the Northern Territory to report at this time, but it was obvious that Ding Yunzhou trusted himself more than others.

When a Nascent Soul undergoes a tribulation, except for memories, all its spiritual consciousness and magical powers are lost. Many cultivators are killed by their own disciples, relatives, and friends, and their Taoist magic weapons are taken away just after they have undergone a tribulation. This kind of thing has happened to both righteous cultivators and evil cultivators.

It happened in the past, it happens now, and it will happen in the future.

Ding Yunzhou's body was shattered, and the group of cultivators turned their eyes to the field to see what would happen to Qin Guiyan. However, the scene in the field was even more horrifying.

I saw a huge demon horse, which showed its fangs at this moment, bit Qin Guiyan's left neck directly and was sucking blood frantically.

The monster attacks!

Taoist Mingkong, Luo Chen and others immediately stepped forward to stop them.

It was difficult to separate the mad demon horse from Qin Guiyan. Qin Guiyan's injuries were undoubtedly extremely serious. If there had not been many cultivators present, he would have been afraid that even his Nascent Soul would have been swallowed by the demon horse. Now he had barely escaped.

Qin Guiyan returned to the Tiannan monks and recovered some of his magic power. He immediately cut off the head of the demon horse with a scimitar.

Use a copper cup to collect the blood from the demon horse's head and drink it to replenish your blood.

In this battle, the cultivator from Tiannan won, but it was only a miserable victory. Qin Guiyan lost a blood thunder and two sixth-rank demon kings, which were his foundation. Now his physical body is also severely damaged. He doesn't know whether the benefits promised to him by Taoist Mingkong and Luo Chen can make up for the losses of this trip.

"Are there any Five Elements Dharma Bodies that have been cultivated on the main island?" Wei Shuyi asked.

"...There should be one more." Ming Yuchen replied after a slight hesitation.

"Then send the talisman and prepare it for Fellow Daoist Ding immediately. As long as he returns to the main island, he can use it immediately."

Wei Shuyi's words were also meant to comfort the cultivators present. Nascent Soul cultivators now had the Five Elements Dharmakāya. Although their magic power could no longer be improved, they could still recover the basic ability to protect themselves.

Moreover, this great catastrophe of heaven and earth has passed. In the future, reading the Yellow Court of Taoism and Daode in the sect or in one's own cave, and concentrating on comprehending the teachings of the ancient sages may not necessarily be a blessing in disguise.

"Ding Yunzhou's sword fight was correct. If it were me, I would probably make the same choice as him. It's just that I am a dual practitioner of body and sword, so I can withstand the blood erosion and soul light better than him... If it weren't for the powerful divine light that broke his sword unity in a very short time, Qin Guiyan would not have had the opportunity to use the White Bone Howling Divine Hammer.

Of course, the premise for me to survive better than him is that I have advanced to the Nascent Soul stage. If I were to encounter this old monster Qin now, I would just have to stay as far away from him as possible."

Lu Cheng was also secretly sighing in his heart at the power of the blood-corroding soul light. It might not be more mysterious and profound than the five-colored divine light, but its fierce killing power was almost as great.

Lu Cheng had read the Taoist Canon thoroughly, and he knew that the five-colored divine light could evolve into the Great Five Elements Extinction Sword Qi, the Great Five Elements Yin-Yang Yuan Magnetic Extinction Divine Light Sword, the Invisible Sword Qi, and the Sky-Escape Sword Qi. However, the Blood Calamity Erosion Divine Light could achieve an almost comparable effect with relatively less practice, which was certainly also a kind of mastery.

So far, three sword fights have been held in the South China Sea.

The Nanlihai defense line group had two wins and one loss, but the spiritual island that Ding Yunzhou gambled on was more valuable.

Among the four great monks present, Wei Shuyi and Ming Yuchen have not yet taken action, and the same is true for the two old monsters opposite.

Just when Ming Yuchen was getting a little impatient and was about to move to attack, a bright sword light suddenly flew across the formation and turned into a human body in the air.

The kendo skill of combining man and sword, which is rarely seen in normal times, can be seen everywhere today and everyone can use it.

However, when the monks saw who that person was, they felt it was natural.

"Luo Ji'an of the Heavenly Demon Sword Sect seeks advice from fellow Taoists in Tiannan."

The tall and thin Taoist stood with his hands behind his back in the void. The series of deadly fights and bloodshed had made this Taoist with an extremely murderous nature unable to restrain himself any longer.

(End of this chapter)