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"If I don't follow you, you might cause trouble. You changed to the way of corpses, but I see that what you are practicing now is not the way of corpses, but the way of blood." The tone of the young man in white robes was indifferent, and it seemed that he did not take the Blood Ancestor seriously.

"Humph, what do you know as a clone? Don't think you can hide it from this old ancestor. You only have the aura of the Mahayana period now, and at most you have 30% to 40% of the strength of the original body. A real Mahayana cultivator would not have so much time to follow this old ancestor." The Blood Ancestor said disapprovingly.

The young man in white robe frowned and said, "You knew it a long time ago?"

Blood Ancestor snorted and said, "Nonsense, I didn't point it out because my cultivation was not good enough before. Do you really think that I have lived for nothing for more than 100,000 years? If you hadn't followed me like a dog-skin plaster, I wouldn't bother to point it out."

"Even if it's a clone, you are not in your prime now. It's enough to deal with you. You'd better not have other ideas!"

"This old ancestor is warning you, don't follow me anymore, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless. Even if this old ancestor is not in his prime, what can a clone of you do to me? I have killed several combined cultivators of the Ximen Immortal Clan, not to mention a clone of you." Blood Ancestor sneered, arrogant.

Back then, he didn't even take Tianxu Zhenjun seriously. Let alone the white-robed young man in front of him was just a clone, even if the real body came, what would he be afraid of?

A flash of anger flashed across the eyes of the young man in white robes, and he said, "Are you using me? Do you want to use me to help you recover your cultivation? Now you want to get out of my control?"

"Control?" The Blood Ancestor laughed at himself and sneered, "It's true that I said you are stupid. We are using each other. Do you really want to control this old ancestor? Why do I need to ask you for instructions when I act? Who do you think you are?"

As soon as the voice fell, the blood pool rolled violently, and countless blood-colored raindrops flew out and attacked the young man in white robes.

The young man in white robes gently pointed his hands at the void, and countless white lights emerged, turning into a shield shining with white light, blocking in front of him.

With a muffled "bang bang", the white shield broke into pieces, and dense blood-colored raindrops pierced the body of the young man in white robes. The young man in white robes turned into dots of white light and disappeared.

The next moment, a white light suddenly appeared above the head of the Blood Ancestor, revealing the figure of the young man in white robes.

The young man in white robes rubbed his hands together, and a large piece of white light bloomed on his body, covering the Blood Ancestor.

"The light of the evil-killing god!"

Blood Ancestor sneered, and blood light shone from his body. The young man in white robes saw black in front of his eyes, and he lost his sense of direction in an instant. The surroundings were suddenly covered with blood light, and he appeared in a blood-colored space.

The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling was loud, and countless blood emerged on the ground.

With a flash of blood light, a blood-colored hand over a hundred feet long flew out from the blood ancestor and accurately hit the young man in white robes. The young man in white robes flew backwards and vomited blood.

He was shocked and exclaimed: "Spirit Realm! Impossible, you are only in the late stage of the fusion stage, and you can actually use the Spirit Realm, this is impossible!"

"Humph, this is not the Spirit Realm, but a magical power similar to the Spirit Realm. This is the Blood Prison created by this ancestor. Let alone your clone, even if your real body comes in person, this ancestor will not take it seriously." Blood Ancestor sneered.

"What do you want to do? Without my protection, the Ximen Immortal Clan will definitely find you. I advise you to listen to me."

Blood Ancestor sneered and said, "I have already cultivated the Blood Prison. Even a Mahayana cultivator dares to fight. You don't have to worry about it. This old ancestor will teach you the Spirit Realm. You provide me with protection. We are even. Don't follow me in the future, otherwise this old ancestor will kill you immediately."

After saying this, the Blood Ancestor turned into a little blood light and disappeared.

The white-robed young man's face became very ugly. He was shooting himself in the foot. Blood Ancestor didn't think of being protected by him at the beginning. This was also normal. After all, Blood Ancestor was a figure as famous as Tianxu Zhenjun more than 100,000 years ago. How could he be controlled so easily by him? In the final analysis, he still underestimated Blood Ancestor. It was naive to think of controlling such an ancient monster.

With the blood ancestor's murderous nature, it is very likely to cause trouble, and then it will be troublesome.

"I said this guy didn't practice the way of corpses, but the way of blood. It turns out that he was practicing the "Blood Prison" supernatural power. I heard that the Blood Prison is known as the small spiritual realm. As long as you are in the Blood Prison, it is difficult for anyone to kill the Blood Ancestor. This guy is too insidious and has been plotting against me." The white-robed young man said to himself.

His original body sent him here to control the Blood Ancestor. His strength is comparable to that of a Mahayana cultivator, but he didn't expect that the Blood Ancestor had already seen that he was just a clone, not the original body.

He quickly took out a white mirror and entered a spell. Soon, a kind-looking old man in a white robe appeared on the mirror.

"What? He got out of your control?" The old man in a white robe said it all.

"It seems that you have guessed that this day will come." The white-robed young man smiled bitterly and told the story again.

The old man in white robe nodded: "I know, come back! Don't hang around outside. It's better to escape. When I cultivate the spiritual realm, everything will be fine. Anyway, he doesn't know my identity."

The young man in white robe put away the mirror and disappeared into a ball of white mist, as if he had never appeared.

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In the Ximen Immortal Clan, a deafening roar suddenly came from a heavily guarded peak.

In a magnificent palace, a silver mirror more than ten feet long was suspended in the air, emitting amazing spiritual fluctuations. A dignified old man in green robe stood beside him, and a middle-aged man with a square face and a tall young woman in green skirt stood behind him.

Countless silver runes lit up on the mirror surface of the silver mirror. After a blur, the face of Blood Ancestor appeared, and Blood Ancestor looked indifferent.

"Hehe, you dare to use the Immortal Mirror to find this old ancestor, Ximen kid, you are looking for death." Blood Ancestor sneered, and he seemed to have noticed something.

The old man in green robe frowned, pinched the magic formula, and countless silver runes flew out from the mirror surface, turning into a silver arrow about ten feet long.

He sacrificed two silver magic discs and shot at the silver arrow.

With a flash of silver light, a silver arrow pattern appeared on the surface of the silver magic disc.

"This guy has cultivated some special magical power, temporarily blocking the detection of the Immortal Mirror, but he still revealed his tracks. You take these two Soul Mirrors and chase this person according to the instructions of the Soul Mirrors. Once you find his whereabouts, notify me immediately and I will take action myself."

The old man in green robe is Ximen Jie, the supreme elder of the Ximen Immortal Clan, who is in the middle stage of Mahayana.

"Yes, Great Elder." The two agreed without hesitation.

The Blood Ancestor can even block the tracking of the Immortal Mirror. Even if they are given a hundred courage, they dare not attack the Blood Ancestor.

Jinou Star, the Golden Gull Grassland is located in the middle of Jinou Star, stretching for hundreds of millions of miles, like a green ribbon, dividing Jinou Star into two. It is named because there are a large number of golden gulls living on the grassland.

Thousands of immortal cultivators are fighting on the grassland. The clothes they wear are varied and look a bit messy. In the sky, three men and one woman are fighting.

"Shi Yue" looked indifferent. Across from him, more than a hundred feet away, was a tall young woman in a blue skirt. Her skin was white, her figure was hot, and there was a blue lotus mark on her forehead.

The young woman in the blue skirt was Madam Yu Lian, in the middle stage of the fusion.

"Shi Yue" was transformed by the Immortal Transformation Talisman, and could exert part of his original strength. His appearance here naturally attracted the attention of the demons.

Thirty-six Fengyan swords circled in the sky, sometimes turning into a thousand-foot-long red dragon, sometimes into a hundred-foot-long red giant eagle, and sometimes into thirty-six red discs several feet in size. The eighteen flying swords with blue light flew up and down, and they were no match for the Fengyan swords.

In order to make it realistic, Shi Yue gave all thirty-six Fengyan swords to himself played by the Immortal Transformation Talisman.

A series of metal-iron collisions sounded, and all eighteen blue flying swords flew backwards, and there were some fingernail-sized gaps on the sword body of each flying sword.

As the "Shi Yue" sword technique changed, the thirty-six Fengyan swords suddenly glowed red and rushed straight towards the young woman in the blue skirt.

Madam Yulian slapped her jade hand towards the void, and countless blue light spots emerged, turning into a blue giant hand hundreds of feet long. After a blur, the blue giant hand turned into a white giant palm, with a piercing chill, slapping towards the opposite side.

Boom!

After a series of roars, the white giant palm was smashed to pieces by the thirty-six Fengyan swords, and thick smoke billowed.

The thirty-six Fengyan swords were frozen one after another, and each Fengyan sword was covered with a thick layer of ice, like an ice sculpture.

Madam Yulian pinched the sword technique, and the eighteen blue flying swords glowed brightly. They circled and bloomed countless blue sword energy, and slashed towards the frozen Fengyan sword with great momentum.

As the "Shi Yue" sword technique changed, dense red runes appeared on the sword body of the Fengyan Sword. After a blur, a large area of ​​red flames appeared, and the ice layer quickly extinguished. The thirty-six Fengyan Swords merged into one, turning into a red lotus over a hundred feet in size, with a layer of red flames wrapped on the surface of the red lotus.

The red lotus burst out with a clear and loud sword sound, and countless red sword qi burst out and shot towards Madam Yulian.

Madam Yulian's jade face changed slightly, and the sword technique changed. Eighteen blue flying swords circled above her head, and a sharp sound sounded, and dense blue sword qi flew out.

The red sword qi collided with the blue sword qi, bursting out a strong wave of air, and white mist rolled.

A huge red lotus strangely appeared above Madam Yulian's head. After the red lotus spun around, it sprayed out a red flame with a diameter of more than ten feet, which instantly submerged Madam Yulian, and a shrill female scream was heard.

The sound of swords rang loudly, and countless red sword energy swept out from the red lotus and sank into the red flame.

"Bang bang bang" muffled sounds were heard, and the red sword energy seemed to be blocked by the red lotus.

The red lotus blurred and sank into the flame, and another scream was heard.

Not long after, the flame dissipated, Madam Yulian disappeared, and a red lotus was suspended in the sky.

A blue light suddenly lit up a few hundred feet away, revealing the figure of Madam Yulian. Madam Yulian's face was pale, and her left arm was missing. If she hadn't reacted quickly, she would have died. Shi Yue's attainments in swordsmanship were definitely not low. The most important thing was that Shi Yue had thirty-six flying swords of the spiritual treasure level, which she could not compare with at all.

"Fellow Daoist Shi has profound Taoism, and I admire him. Let's stop here today!" Madam Yulian took a deep breath and said with a frown.

If she continues to fight, she might lose her life.

"Shi Yue" frowned and said with a smile: "Stop? I just warmed up, and Madam Song stopped like this? Stopping is not impossible, you retreat three million miles."

After hearing this condition, Madam Yulian's eyes flashed with anger. Just as she was about to say something, a cold male voice came from the sky: "I have heard of Fellow Daoist Shi's name for a long time, and I want to ask Fellow Daoist Shi for advice."

As soon as the voice fell, a black light appeared in the distant sky and flew towards here quickly.

Not long after, the black light stopped and Shi Lang's figure appeared.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Shi. Actually, we are from the same family! But Fellow Daoist Shi's cultivation is much higher than mine. I'm at a disadvantage to compete with you!"

"Shi Yue" was transformed by the Immortal Transformation Talisman. He only has a few strengths of his original body. He was able to defeat Madam Yulian, largely relying on the Fengyan Sword. Most importantly, Shi Yue's original body was also hidden nearby.

Shi Lang was in the Great Perfection of the Fusion. "Shi Yue" was definitely not Shi Lang's opponent.

"How difficult is this? Fellow Daoist Shi, take my three moves. If you can take my three moves, I can lead the army to retreat three million miles. If you can't take it, you can lead the people to retreat three million miles. How about it?" Shi Lang narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

It was a rare opportunity to test Shi Yue's magical powers, so he would naturally not be polite.

If he could take this opportunity to injure Shi Yue, that would be the best. He would not lose out if the Great Perfection of the Fusion was against the middle stage of the Fusion. This was a sure win.

"Shi Yue" thought for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, I also want to experience the magical power of Fellow Daoist Shi."

Madam Yulian and other combined cultivators showed interest on their faces. Since the start of the war, Shi Yue has performed very well and injured Madam Yulian in just a few moves. Shi Lang is not weak either. Shi Lang is a big devil who has been famous for many years.

At the beginning of the competition, Shi Lang's body was shining with black light. He rubbed his hands together, and a black light flew out. After flying to the sky, it exploded and turned into a huge black thundercloud. The rumbling sound of thunder came from the sky, lightning and thunder, and black thunder snakes could be vaguely seen, and the wind was blowing.

The black thundercloud rolled violently, and the volume continued to expand, covering an area of ​​hundreds of miles.

Shi Lang pinched his magic formula, thunder roared, black thunderclouds rolled violently, black lightning bolts rushed out, and the black thunderclouds turned into a black thunder dragon over a thousand feet long, with huge black scales all over its body, sharp scales, wide mouth and fangs, and black arcs all over its body.

A deafening dragon roar sounded, and the black thunder dragon swooped down from the sky, aiming directly at "Shi Yue".

"Shi Yue"'s face became solemn, he pinched his sword formula, and the thirty-six Fengyan swords merged into one, turning into a red disc with a diameter of a hundred feet, flying to the sky and spinning rapidly.

The red disc rotated very quickly, generating a strong airflow out of thin air, and a red hurricane emerged out of thin air.

The black thunder dragon rushed down head-on, collided with the red disc, and erupted a strong air wave.