The Sovereign of the Nine Realms

Chapter 327 Blood Sword Invincible

Chapter 327 Blood Sword Invincible

Ling Hantian discovered the blood sword that was being hunted down, and Jiang Rulong naturally also discovered it.

The main reason is the monstrous bloody aura, anyone who is not blind can see it.

"Young Master Ling, there is something wrong with this guy's aura, he looks like a blood demon."

Jiang Rulong stepped forward, looking at the blood sword that was approaching quickly, and said in surprise.

Needless to say, Jiang Rulong, Ling Hantian also felt the abnormality of the blood sword.

The last time he saw the blood sword, although he was also full of bloody aura and looked very indifferent, he still had feelings.

But at this time, the aura coming from the blood sword seemed to have exterminated humanity.

That bloody air contained endless destruction and killing.

The blood sword came with a monstrous bloody smell. Behind him, the smoke was filled with water, and the water was as soft as an exiled fairy coming to the dust.

Jiang Rulong looked at the Shui Qingrou who was coming quickly, and had to sigh: "Shui Qingrou is worthy of being the first genius of Tianxuanzong. It's only been a while, but he has already caught up with me in terms of realm, and he can even fly in the air."

Hearing Jiang Rulong's exclamation, Ling Hantian couldn't help but roll his eyes. If Jiang Rulong knew that Shui Qingrou was the reincarnation of the ancient water god, he wouldn't be so surprised.

"Ling Hantian, stop him! He's already possessed!"

Ling Hantian was meditating, when behind the blood sword, the soft drinking of water sounded.

"What? The blood sword is already possessed?"

Hearing this, Ling Hantian was startled, and suddenly felt a monstrous bloody aura enveloping him.

"Bloody artistic conception?" Jiang Rulong's expression changed in shock, as if facing a formidable enemy, he quickly took out the bronze sword.

But Ling Hantian blocked Jiang Rulong behind him one step at a time. Of course he didn't want to protect Jiang Rulong, but he wanted to restrain the demonic blood sword.

"Blood Sword!"

Ling Hantian shouted loudly, this shout contained extremely strong soul coercion.

It's a pity that the bloody sword turned a deaf ear to Ling Hantian's shout, seeing someone blocking the way ahead, the bloody broadsword brought a bloody horse to practice cutting.

boom!
The blood sword at this time has reached the late stage of Houtian realm, coupled with the bloody artistic conception, the power of this blow is by no means weaker than Bi Daocheng's full blow.

Ling Hantian had no choice but to raise the Green Jade Demon Saber, and took the blow from the Blood Sword.

Immediately, Xuejian's figure was blocked, and Shuirou chased after him, and endless mist, rain, and mist enveloped everything, enveloping everything in it.

"The artistic conception of water?"

Jiang Rulong's face turned green. What happened today? One generation after another, the younger generations have realized the artistic conception. Is it true that the artistic conception is so worthless now?
"Be careful of his innate supernatural powers, join forces to suppress the blood sword!"

The soft and tender drinking sound of water sounded, and there was a solemn look in the tone.

Sure enough, before Shui Qingrou's words fell, Xue Jian abandoned the blood-colored broadsword, and then his shirt was completely shattered. On his chest, there was a blood-colored skull totem the size of an adult's palm.

The blood sword slapped the bloody skull totem with a fierce palm, and a ruthless voice sounded.

"Blood Brake Oblivion."

The next moment, the blood-colored totem seemed to come alive, bursting out with dazzling blood, which was mixed with screams that made the scalp tingle.

After activating the bloody totem, the aura of the blood sword suddenly soared, his long black hair turned blood red, and those eyes that looked like pools of blood became more and more alluring.

Between his palms, there seemed to be a terrifying blood-colored black hole.

Ling Hantian was the first to bear the brunt, and the blood-colored black hole transmitted a terrifying devouring power. Ling Hantian had to use all his strength to resist the blood-colored black hole's devouring power.

Jiang Rulong standing behind Ling Hantian was even more unbearable. His face was flushed red and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was drunk.

Under this terrifying blood-colored black hole, the soft and gentle water mood began to tremble violently.

"Rain hates clouds and worries!"

Shui softly drank softly, and the light-white jade fingers moved together, shooting out waves of true energy, and endless water arrows shot out from the mist and mist, blasting towards the blood-colored black hole.

But the blood-colored black hole seemed to be able to swallow everything, and the gentle attack of the water could not hurt the blood sword at all.

"Bloody hell!"

Xue Jian was enraged by Shui's gentle attack, he had lost his humanity, with his hands resting on the sky, his mouth let out a howling sound of extinction.

The bloody black hole spread wantonly like ripples in the water.

The bloody vortex contains the energy to strangle everything. When it is cut apart, the soft and soft mood of the water is instantly shattered!
Ling Hantian was so shaken that he retreated again and again, and Jiang Rulong flew backwards!
Innate supernatural powers plus bloody artistic conception, the power of the blood sword, invincible in the innate realm!
At this moment, Ling Hantian no longer kept it, the true energy in his body circulated crazily, and the two golden pages in the sea of ​​consciousness erupted with brilliant golden light.

"Fengshen assassinate!"

The fingers of golden energy condensed and blasted towards the bloody vortex.

boom!
The golden finger directly pierced the bloody vortex, and the blood sword was pierced through the shoulder, but to Ling Hantian's surprise, the blood sword was not frozen by the residual energy of the assassination in the Conferred God Realm.

This seems a little unusual.

It was Ling Hantian's stupefied kung fu, the blood sword directly burned the blood essence, tore apart the artistic conception of water, and fled towards the distance.

"Why didn't you keep him?" Shui softly descended from the sky, and the smoke and mist enveloped her whole body, making it impossible to see through her thoughts.

"Shui Qingrou, are you questioning me?"

Ling Hantian withdrew his gaze, frowned, and there was a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth.

Shui Qingrou was Ling Tianyang's fiancée before, but after this girl awakened part of the memory of the ancient water god, she probably would never marry Ling Tianyang again.

However, Shui Qingrou's soul was enslaved by him. Even if she is the reincarnation of the ancient water god, it might not be easy to break the top secret technique in the Nine Nether Soul Forging Records.

Amidst the mist and mist, Shui gently walked towards Ling Hantian with lotus steps. Her eyes remained on Ling Hantian.

After an unknown amount of time, a sigh containing a little helplessness resounded, and the mist dispersed.

"Ling Hantian, I still underestimated you."

Shui Qingrou is wearing a thin emerald green gauze with thin smoky gold threads, and a green gauze skirt with emerald green smoky gauze. The pleats of the skirt are like the light of snow and moon flowing lightly on the ground.

Looking at Shui Qingrou who showed her real body, a bright color flashed in Ling Hantian's eyes. It is undeniable that Shui Qingrou is really a peerless beauty, graceful and soft.

With a thought, Ling Hantian tried to probe Shui Qingrou's secret.

As a soul slave, like Jiang Rulong, if Ling Hantian wants to know his secrets, he only needs one thought to understand all the secrets of his soul.

But when Ling Hantian tried to gain insight into the secrets of Shui Qingrou's soul, he was shocked to find that in Shui Qingrou's sea of ​​consciousness, there was a mysterious mist that blocked Ling Hantian's peeping.

(End of this chapter)