A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

The star-orbiting destruction cannon beam descends.

That is the light transformed from the Taiqing Flying Sword!

On the other side, there was a bloody cursed spear transformed into a blood magic weapon, which was burned by a monk at the peak of Void Refining.

Terrible curses and resentment gathered on the spear, and countless blood rule runes wrapped around the spear, turning it into the embodiment of the blood rule.

It had no intention of intersecting with the Star Orbital Destruction Cannon.

Its purpose is always the fragile body of the sword cultivator. For this reason, it is even willing to expose its own body to the attack range of the beam of destruction cannon, so that both sides will suffer and die together.

Unfortunately, this is delusional.

No matter how the Blood Cursed Spear maneuvers or circles, it can never escape the lock of the Star Orbit Destruction Cannon. The bloody spear is flexible, and the Destruction Cannon beam will only become more flexible. The last strike comes first, and it cuts straight through countless blood rules and curses. On the tip of the spear where resentment condenses.

The two come into contact in an instant.

Boom!

The ring-shaped runes of six orders and the runes of blood rules collide!

A terrifying big explosion occurred, the space was annihilated, the rules were broken, and everything in the world fell into chaos and turmoil. Only the bright spiritual light was left to illuminate the whole world, and there was no room left.

After an unknown amount of time, the spiritual light dimmed slightly, and the scene inside was revealed.

A blue-gold flying sword surrounded by the runes of the Yuan Magnetic Order penetrated from the tip of the bloody curse spear. It penetrated from the place where the strongest blood rules were concentrated, and cut the bloody curse spear evenly from the midline, dividing it evenly. The earth split in two, cutting off everything that stood in its way.

The bloody cursed spear that became two halves froze slightly.

Then, blood like two Yangtze rivers fell from the sky. Countless bone fragments floated in the blood. They had lost all their aura and turned into dead objects, revealing their original bodies.

This blood magic weapon was made from countless human bones and many heavenly materials and earthly treasures!

The victory or defeat has been decided?

Among the two falling lakes of blood, a young man in green was holding a sword hilt with cold eyes.

"good,"

"Very good, very good."

Jiang Ding said indifferently: "This is the first time that someone dares to be distracted in the life-and-death battle with me, instead of using all his strength, and spend more than 30% of his remaining energy on escaping."

"Fellow Taoist, you are so confident!"

He said coldly.

Following his gaze, at the moment when the star-orbiting cannon beam of destruction and the bloody cursed spear intersected, and countless destructive explosions occurred, a small mountain of flesh and blood turned into a fine needle, pointing at the unprecedentedly weak weapon. A sharp stab at the wall of the human world.

puff!

He succeeded.

The ox-hair blood needle that condensed all the remaining power of a peak Void Refining monk was extremely sharp, piercing a tiny hole in the unprecedentedly weak wall of the human world.

The wall of the human world is healing rapidly. Even in the spiritual consciousness of the cultivator, it has healed in an instant and has become complete again.

However, that tiny ox-hair blood needle had already seized this golden opportunity and successfully escaped from the human world!

He escaped from here! ! !

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha……"

"Ignorant child, I have walked on more bridges than you have walked on, how can I be confused by you?"

Outside the human world, the figure of the Blood Lake Ancestor was successfully revealed. Although his aura was greatly reduced, he kept laughing wildly. Once he was out of trouble, he was completely free.

The sect formation in front of him, as well as several sect practitioners, tens of millions of sect disciples, and the many secrets accumulated by the sect for countless years, all came into his eyes, and he could mobilize them all with just one thought. A huge improvement in an instant, nothing like the same.

He is not a person now, but a hundred thousand years of accumulated heritage in Blood Lake Corpse Mountain!

"Bastard swordsman!"

"You're dead, you're dead!"

"Hahaha!"

The ancestor of the Blood Lake danced wildly with his red hair and laughed happily: "I have now sent a message to the Immortal Weapon Sect, telling them that there is a sword cultivator here who has inherited the Immortal Sect but does not have any Immortal Sect background. The Immortal Sect monk will arrive soon."

"They'll definitely like you!"

"Bastard, you don't know yet, do you?"

The ancestor of Blood Lake said coldly: "The Immortal Weapon Sect's mechanism puppet skills are unparalleled in the world. What they like most are monks with high strength and deep potential, especially swordsman monks with outstanding attack and killing abilities. A sword cultivator like you who inherited the tradition, they He will definitely like you, and the God of Hedao will definitely come."

"You're dead!"

"You're dead!"

"You're a sanctimonious, hypocritical bastard!"

"You are obviously as bloody and murderous as me, killing hundreds of millions, but you are hereditary evil spirits and righteous people in the world. I have been dissatisfied with you for a long time, bastard! When the time comes, I will definitely ask the Lord of the Immortal Sect to watch you being refined with my own eyes. Made into a growable puppet..."

He chattered endlessly, his words were extremely confusing, and he turned left and right. He escaped from a certain death situation, and his whole body was suddenly filled with ecstasy, and he was extremely happy.

Suddenly, the body of the Blood Lake Ancestor stiffened.

"puppet……"

"Growable puppet..."

He murmured to himself, his pupils suddenly contracted, showing a horrified look, and he stood there in a daze, and his words suddenly became less.

"oh?"

"Is the Immortal Weapon Sect good at puppets?"

Jiang Ding's face was calm, and he was a little confused: "Isn't this sect good at refining weapons?"

This was his inherent impression. The Shangqing Lingbao Sect in the Jiuling Domain was also like this. They were good at refining weapons, but they were not very proficient in mechanical puppets and the like. They seemed neither good nor bad.

"Where is the sect's formation?"

"All disciples, listen to my orders, form the Blood Lake Ten Thousand Rivers and Ten Thousand Rivers Formation..."

The Blood Lake Patriarch suddenly roared at the top of his lungs.

He pinched the spell in his hand. This was the sect's formation that he had been refining for tens of thousands of years. It should have responded as soon as he moved his mind. Even if many disciples did not obey, they would be refined into demons in an instant and would not have any resistance.

However, although the sect was close at hand and he had escaped from the opponent's formation, the sect's formation still did not respond.

Not even a trace of spiritual energy was mobilized, and not a wisp of dust was raised.

"Blood Ghost, Black Bone, you bastards!"

"I'm calling you, are you deaf..."

The Blood Lake Patriarch stared at several Void Refining cultivators who were meditating in the back mountain of the Blood Lake Corpse Mountain and cursed.

The sound waves containing the rules of the Blood Dao shook the heaven and earth, tearing the sky apart, but the few Blood Lake Corpse Mountain Refiners didn't hear it at all. Some were still practicing in silence, some were practicing in pairs, and some were refining treasures. No one reacted.

Jiang Ding looked at him quietly and didn't stop him.

After an unknown period of time, his injuries recovered a little. He put his hand on the hilt of the sword and pulled it out slightly. The blade and the scabbard rubbed against each other and made a crisp clanging sound.

The sword was pulled out and raised high.

"My friend... No, fellow Daoist, Master, can you let me go?"

"I am willing to acknowledge you as my master!"

The Blood Lake Patriarch stopped yelling and knelt down with tears streaming down his face: "Master, I have the potential to be above the Hedao. If you accept me, there will definitely be a Hedao God Lord subordinate in the future, and the value is far greater than a dead Refiner."

"Spare my life..."

"Please spare my life..."

He kept kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Blood Lake Daoist, you are not as good as the True Lord of the Swamp."

"You don't have the awareness that you should have after slaughtering billions of lives, and the He Dao has never appeared in your life from beginning to end."

"But I will still remember you."

Jiang Ding said lightly.

The sword fell and returned to the sheath.

He turned and left.

Behind him, the Blood Lake Ancestor's body stiffened, and then a blood mark appeared on his neck. His head fell down and was swallowed by a crack that suddenly appeared in the earth. His body was crushed into a gray powder without any vitality by the materialistic sun sword intent. The terrible vitality of the Blood Dao could not show any bit.

The surroundings seemed to be a mountain of corpses in the Blood Lake. With his death, countless lives evolved, distorted, and multiplied. In the continuous reincarnation, another hazy world appeared.

This is the distorted animal way!

You can leave after leaving the human way?

This is a joke.

From the beginning to the end, the Blood Lake Ancestor was very far away from escaping. Even if he exploded again and broke through the animal realm, there was no possibility for him to escape the six realms of reincarnation.