Futian swordsman

Chapter 140
"Damn you!"

Chen Wuzhen stared at the bearded old man, and all the blood in his body was mobilized.

"Jie Jie Jie-"

The bearded old man grinned grinningly, his ferocious appearance inflated a bit.

The blood ghost streamer whizzed in the air, as huge as a mountain, and sacrificed countless fierce souls of infants and children.

A scorching blood light suddenly appeared, completely covering this area in an instant.

Chen Wuzhen's avatar of the Nine Heavens Divine Emperor was also enveloped in it.

A large amount of blood energy and the destructive demon soul breath formed an extremely cold and icy flame.

This kind of flame, like the ghostly bone fire ignited by a person after death, is very strange.

Chen Wuzhen had never encountered this kind of flame in his life before his rebirth.

The power of the blood ghost banner was not as powerful in that life as in the current life.

"Be the blood food under the banner of my demon soul and blood ghost!"

The old man with eyebrows has been completely demonized, and he doesn't have a human form at all, and he is smiling strangely.

The blood-colored demon soul and vampire streamer roared towards it suddenly, as if thousands of insects gathered to devour an elephant.

This level of attack was enough to make Chen Wuzhen's clone of the Nine Heavens God Emperor slightly moved.

"Om-"

The avatar runs the "Futian Ancient Classic", and evolves Futian's soul fire, which disperses in all directions of the body, completely enveloping itself.

"Chichichi-"

After a large number of demon souls rushed in, they immediately turned into wisps of blood-colored mist when they encountered Futian's soul fire.

It's like ice water thrown into a furnace.

The destruction of every demon soul will attract the screams and roars of pain from the old man with eyebrows.

But at the same time, every time he destroyed one, he became even crazier, allowing more demon souls to attack.

"Fuzi Jue!"

There was a purple-gold light in Chen Wuzhen's eyes, and he instantly entered a state of being unable to have no thoughts, and all the nine orifices of the divine body and Taoist embryo were opened.

At that moment, he operated the "Futian Ancient Scriptures", evolved the Tianshu profound meaning of Fu Zi Jue, turned the profound meaning into murderous intentions, gathered the murderous intentions into killing sword intent, and suddenly killed the old man with eyebrows.

"Yo-"

The horrific howls of a large number of demon souls began to appear continuously.

When the Fu Zijue Tianshu Mysteries of "Fu Tian Ancient Classic" was cast on a large number of demon souls, these demon souls seemed to have lost the shadow of the demon souls and the blessing of their abilities, and gradually returned to the original state of ignorance and innocence.

This is a naive, simple, ignorant and ignorant child.

Seeing this scene, Chen Wuzhen felt some ripples in his heart.

He gathered a piece of soul fire, and directly used the soul fire to make these children who were about to dissipate without the blessing of the demon soul energy, dissipate earlier.

The flames burned past, and after the bloody flames, the world was completely empty.

The blood energy of the blood ghost banner seems to be getting weaker little by little.

But the old man with eyebrows is no longer just suffering.

His whole person seemed to have lost his spirituality, and his original ferocious monster-like state had also been suppressed by the Tianshu Profound Truth of Fu Zi Jue.

The power of Fu Zi Jue is so powerful that it also surpassed Chen Wuzhen's own expectation.

After the power of Tianshu Profound Truth was activated, it was as powerful as a bearded old man, but it was suppressed instantly, and his realm was reduced to the first level of Tianyuan Realm.

This terrifying method of 'repression' also surprised Chen Wuzhen.

Only then did he realize, I'm afraid, the fact that his initial state had regressed several times was not because he was really weak, but because the 'suppressive' ability of Fu Zi Jue was too strong.

The bearded old man came to his senses, and felt that the aura of the demon soul had been completely stripped away, and his eyes were immediately stained with blood.

His situation at this time was originally very bad, but under the Tianshu profound meaning of Fu Zi Jue, he didn't have any serious injuries.

The effect of this suppression, once it appeared, almost suppressed the whole area.

But it was precisely because he was sober, and because there seemed to be no major injuries, that the old man was even crazier and more painful!

"My blood ghost banner has been painstakingly collected for 30 years! In 30 years, all the demonic and fierce souls are gone! They are gone!"

"My Demon Soul Blood Curse has also been completely exhausted! Why, why did it suddenly disappear? What kind of method is it that can restrain my skills so much! It can even take out my Demon Soul Bloodline and let me These 30 years of penance are all in vain!"

"Ah—who the hell are you, who are you, and how did we offend you!"

The old man roared wildly, his voice hysterical.

In the world, there is nothing more painful than being severely defeated in the place where one is most proud.

What the old man is most proud of is the invincible power of the blood ghost banner, and the ability of the blood curse of the devil's soul after 30 years of hard work.

And now, all of that is gone.

"Pain? Pain is right."

"If I let you die happily, I will be sorry for you."

Chen Wuzhen opened his mouth lightly, seeing the old man with eyebrows in pain, he felt a little relieved.

"Futian Ancient Classic" is beyond imagination, especially the power that those corresponding formulas can produce, it is even more invincible.

"Damn you! You ruined me. Once I die, you will know what a big mess you have made!"

The old man said every word, and blood came out of his mouth.

"You will definitely die, but you will be refined to death by a little bit of blood, just like you thought before."

Chen Wuzhen's tone was calm and his eyes were indifferent.

The bearded old man was about to burst with hatred, but he didn't have any strength to struggle at all!

His current strength has fallen to the first level of Tianyuan Realm very strangely!
Even if he is half-step in the realm of Tiandan, he is not the opponent of the mysterious man in front of him, let alone his strength has suddenly dropped so much?
"I'm a member of the Demon Soul Hall, and I'm an effective subordinate of Lord Messenger, you—"

The old man's words could not be fully uttered, and he was locked by a terrifying sword intent.

"Half-step Heavenly Alchemy Realm, if refined into Human Alchemy, the effect will be good."

"Perhaps, it will give me a breakthrough."

Chen Wuzhen spoke directly, interrupting the threat of the old man with eyebrows.

Demon Soul Palace?
What is that?
Don't say it's poking something out, it's just piercing the whole world, so what?
After obtaining the Nine-Aperture Strange Stone and becoming a clone through sacrifice, Chen Wuzhen is no longer afraid of anything.

"you--"

The old man's body began to tremble.

When the mysterious man in front of him gathered his sword intent, but turned his sword intent into a real flame and swept over him.

When that incomparably terrifying flame began to refine his body with blood.

When the pain that was worse than death, like purgatory, began to spread.

The old man could bear it no longer.

"what--"

While roaring in pain, while rolling on the ground, he knelt and crawled on the ground in an extremely humble way, kowtowing in prayer, begging to live a humble life.

"Senior, senior, please spare me! This man knows he is wrong, and he is willing to pay any price, even if it means turning into a lowly servant, just to live a humble life..."

After being refined by the soul fire sacrifice and blood, the so-called backbone and dignity of the bearded old man are completely gone.

Not only was his performance more unbearable than Ye Qianshan's before, but his humble posture was far more than Ye Qianshan's before.

(End of this chapter)