Demon Emperor of Ten Thousand Realms

Chapter 419: The Purple Sword Comes Out, The Blood Demon Extinct
'Dark Cave Sky' was snatched by Yun Jiaxing from Guang Die, a disciple of the suzerain of 'Qin Tianzong'. It can absorb all things in the world and refine them.

Seeing the bloody skull absorbing his two magic weapons, how could Yun Jiaxing let it go so easily!
Buzz!

The bloody skull struggled, but was finally sucked into the bag by the 'Dark Cave'.

Whoosh!
Before Yun Jiaxing could retrieve the 'Dark Cave', he pierced through the air with a finger force, and knocked 'Dark Cave' away dozens of meters away.

Seeing this, Yunjiaxing's body is like autumn leaves falling, and he wants to snatch the "Dark Cave".

In the middle of the journey, a blood shadow flashed and was stopped by the blood demon.

"Hehe... Boy, thank you for these three 'earth-level' magic weapons... No, including your own blood, there should be four pieces. As a reward, you will become a part of my body and fight the world with me!"

The blood demon laughed wildly, raised his right arm, and instantly shook Yun Jiaxing's head.

Just as Yun Jiaxing was about to escape, a purple light shot out from the eyes of the Gorefiend, freezing Yun Jiaxing's body.

"Look, this is the real pupil power. Although it is not as good as the 'monocular double pupil', it is more than enough to restrain you."

While the Gorefiend was speaking, his right palm lightly landed on top of Yun Jiaxing's head.

The evil spirit engulfed him like a wave.

At this moment, the holy power in Yunjiaxing's body was completely imprisoned and could not be mobilized.

Qi and blood were surging, as if even the soul was going to be sucked out of the body by the blood demon.

"not good……"

Yun Jiaxing turned pale with fright, no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't escape the shackles of the blood demon pupil power.

His holy power is rapidly draining, at most five breaths of effort, and he will die on the spot.

"Fight!"

Yun Jiaxing gritted his teeth, looked inside at the purple spirit sword in his dantian, and used his divine sense to frantically pull the spirit sword, trying to take it out of his body.

The purple spirit sword in the dantian has a very mysterious origin.

Hanging on top of the 'Variable Star Monarch' formation back then, it seemed to have a suppressive effect and was very powerful.

If you can pull the purple spirit sword out of your body, you will be able to deal with the blood demon!
"It's only a little short..."

Yun Jiaxing's whole body was drenched with sweat.

Even with all his strength, he couldn't draw out the spirit sword.

As time passed, Yun Jiaxing gradually became dizzy and would completely faint at any time.

hum!
When his life was hanging by a thread, the purple spirit sword finally left his body.

"what……!"

The blood demon noticed something strange, and subconsciously looked at Yun Jiaxing's hand.

This is a purple spirit sword, about three feet long, with a purple luster flowing all over its body, and an almost ethereal aura emanating from the purple spirit sword.

The sword is powerful, and the sky is full of sword shadows. If a dragon is flying, just sweeping it with one glance will make people's hearts and minds tremble.

As soon as the purple spirit sword left the body, it broke the power of the Gorefiend pupil, allowing Yunjiaxing to return to freedom.

"kill!"

Yun Jiaxing shouted angrily, holding a sword in both hands, and a huge force of nearly [-] catties in one arm exploded in an instant.

……

Buzz buzz... Swish!

A purple sword light broke through the sky, starting from Yunjia star, and cut tens of meters away.

At the same time, the Gorefiend was slashed by the purple sword, and exploded from it in the blink of an eye, turning into blood.

.........

Thousands of miles away, in a certain blood altar, the middle-aged man in red trembled violently, and two streams of blood flowed from his eyes.

He stared into the distance with his evil and startled eyes.

"Boy... actually cut off my clone!"

.........

God's trial, Broken Island.

Yun Jiaxing sat slumped on the ground, the purple spirit sword returned to his body, and he no longer had the power of the supreme sword before.

"Cut your avatar today...tomorrow...kill your true self!"

Yun Jiaxing was out of breath, and his whole body was in pain, as if he was about to fall apart.

In this battle, Yun Jiaxing was seriously injured, not all of them were injured by the Gorefiend, eighty-nine percent of the injuries were caused by Yun Jiaxing himself.

He used the 'Brilliant Sky Mirror' and the 'Death Bell' at the same time, and was injured by the repelling force. Then he used the mysterious sword, and the injury was even worse.

At this moment, Yun Jiaxing was lying on the ground, his face pale and panting.

The holy power in the body is almost completely exhausted, and the power of the holy master can't repair his injuries in a short time, so he can only wait.

"Boy, you are really crazy. You can compare to one-tenth of what I was back then."

The little snake climbed up to Yun Jiaxing's chest and spoke.

"You...what are you...you shit gluttonous...you don't help me..."

Yun Jiaxing glanced at the little snake.

I thought it was so strong, from the beginning to the end, it never made a move at all.

Hearing the sound, the little snake laughed and said, "It's not that I won't help you... I don't know why, I lost all my strength, and even my memory is shattered... You also know that this body, not to mention helping you, even yourself No guarantee."

"You... are a... bragging snake."

Even though Yun Jiaxing was seriously injured, he never forgot to refute.

"Hmph... Lao Tzu is one of the pure blood beasts in the wild. If I recover my strength, I can pinch him to death with just one finger."

The little snake sneered.

Before the little snake could continue to speak, Yun Jiaxing fell into a deep sleep.

.........

I don't know how long it has passed, it seems like thousands of years.

Yun Jiaxing opened his eyes and looked around.

At this moment, it was late at night, the sky was full of stars, and there was a full moon hanging high in the sky.

"Boy, you are awake."

The little snake leaned against Yun Jiaxing's face.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Yun Jiaxing shook his jerk's head and asked.

"It won't be long, only twenty or so days."

The little snake said so.

Hearing the sound, Yun Jiaxing jumped up from the ground, with a face full of disbelief: "I have been asleep for more than 20 days?!"

"I made a mistake, it's not more than [-] days."

The little snake pondered for a moment, and said.

"I'm just wondering..."

Yun Jiaxing breathed a sigh of relief, and slept for more than 20 days, it was really difficult to carry out.

"It's been a full month."

Before Yun Jiaxing finished speaking, the little snake corrected her.

"One month?!"

Yun Jiaxing was surprised.

"For a whole month, I was on this divided island, guarding you every day, almost starving to death."

The little snake sighed.

Since Yun Jiaxing killed the Gorefiend, he fell into a deep sleep, and this sleep lasted for a month.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, from a distance, the roar of the brown lion was heard, and it was dragging a fish that was several meters long, retreating here.

"Hey... If there is no little beast like you to go fishing in the sea, I will really starve to death."

Seeing that the little brown lion had gained again, the little snake hurried over and pulled the big fish together with the little brown lion.

Seeing Yunjiaxing wake up, the little brown lion stepped forward, circled Yunjiaxing, rubbed his arm affectionately, looked at the big fish, and let Yunjiaxing eat.

Ninety-nine out of ten of the hundreds of catties of giant fish were eaten by the little snake, and the rest were eaten by Yun Jiaxing and the little brown lion.

……

"not good!"

After the meal was full, Yun Jiaxing suddenly remembered something, jumped up and ran away.

At the beginning, the blood-colored skull was sucked into the 'Dark Cave'. After a whole month, I don't know if it can be refined.

"My magic weapon!"

Yun Jiaxing opened the 'Dark Cave', with a sad expression, wanting to cry but no tears.

(End of this chapter)