Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Sound waves spread out.

Zhu Long's eyes trembled slightly, but the contract spirit mark between his eyebrows emitted a powerful pressure to suppress it!!

The black-robed man sneered.

"Just these little tricks... useless."

"Now, it's mine."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Long under his feet opened his mouth and spat several breaths towards Wei Changming!!

Seeing that Zhu Long was completely out of his control, Wei Changming dodged sideways and swung his sword repeatedly.

"Which Beast Taming Sect are you from?!"

Wei Changming thought that this black-robed man had come for Zhu Long.

However, the black-robed man just sneered and flew into the air.

Letting Zhu Long entangle him!

The black-robed man flipped his wrist, and a blood-colored soul banner appeared in his hand.

As soon as the blood banner appeared, the space and world of the entire domain suddenly darkened!!

A round of blood moon slowly rose, and the blood banner was surrounded by blood mist, as if there were shrill wailing sounds incessantly.

Wei Changming's face suddenly changed!!

Looking back at the direction of the Sword Pavilion, he unhesitatingly raised the Pavilion Protecting Formation!!

"All disciples, do not come out!!"

"Send out a distress signal!! Quick!!"

The black-robed man held the banner in one hand and murmured in a cold voice.

"Too late..."

Before he finished speaking, the immortal essence in his body roared, and he vigorously waved the blood banner!!

Swish swish!!

The blood banner waved and rattled, and a force of five elements enveloped the entire domain.

The blood moon in the sky bloomed with scarlet light.

In an instant, strands of divine soul azure light were forcibly drawn from the bodies of all the seriously injured old men.

The extracted power was instantly absorbed by the blood banner.

Under the scarlet light of the blood rain, the Pavilion Protecting Barrier was also in imminent danger, and cracks appeared densely like spider webs.

Many Sword Pavilion disciples looked up in horror at this scene.

"What... what exactly happened!!"

"Why is the Pavilion Protecting Candle Dragon attacking the Pavilion Master?"

"What is that blood moon... and that guy holding the blood banner, where are the elders in the Pavilion?"

Suddenly!!

Zhu Long, who had slapped Wei Changming away with one claw, turned his head and spat a breath towards the Pavilion Protecting Barrier!!

Boom!!

The pillar of fire instantly hit the barrier.

The barrier shattered almost instantly.

Bang!! Crack crack crack!!!

After the barrier shattered, spiritual light fell in dots.

The power of the blood moon instantly suppressed down!!

Hundreds of disciples were instantly suppressed on the ground by this force.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of these disciples became confused and empty.

In the blink of an eye, their eyes turned blood red, and a blood-colored crescent mark slowly condensed between their eyebrows.

Strands of divine soul power were drawn from their bodies.

The black-robed man kept waving the blood banner, and everyone in the Candle Dragon Sword Pavilion except Wei Changming had a trace of their divine soul origin extracted!

In just three breaths, the light on the blood banner became dazzlingly bright.

Immediately afterwards, many disciples in the Candle Dragon Sword Pavilion slowly stood up one by one.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!!

Many elders under the black-robed man's feet also slowly stood up!!

Afterimages flew through the air, and these disciples and elders came to the black-robed man's side one after another, kneeling on one knee.

This scene made Wei Changming's scalp tingle.

Wei Changming had a cyan umbrella above his head, and the umbrella released a cyan spiritual light to envelop him.

Protecting him from the erosion of the blood moon.

However, at this time, the umbrella surface of the umbrella had been slowly corroded by the power of the blood moon.

And as the power of the blood banner increased, the power of the blood moon in the sky became stronger and stronger.

Roar roar!!!

Wei Changming was hit by a breath, and his body shot backwards hundreds of feet, smashing a mountain along the way.

The man who stood still had blood surging in his body, and he opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Wei Changming looked at the scene in front of him, and a滔天的怒火 was rising in his heart.

Boom!!!

A very powerful force burst out from Wei Changming's body.

The spiritual patterns on the Golden Immortal Ancient Disk flickered, but his aura was approaching the third level of the Golden Immortal Realm.

The black-robed man just glanced at him lightly.

Om! Boom!!!!

An incomparably powerful and terrifying pressure instantly erupted.

The Golden Immortal Ancient Disk emerged, and the number of spiritual patterns on it... was as many as seven!

Seventh level of the Golden Immortal Realm!!

Wei Changming's heart trembled, and a look of sorrow flashed in his eyes.

With the seventh level of cultivation, he would die even if he tried his best.

Moreover, now the disciples and elders of the entire Candle Dragon Sword Pavilion are under the other party's control.

Wei Changming stood with his sword in hand, his tiger eyes staring at the other party and said coldly.

"What exactly do you want!"

The black-robed man slowly stretched out his finger, looked down at Wei Changming and pointed at him and said.

"I said, I want the entire Candle Dragon Sword Pavilion to be used by me, to submit to me."

The voice paused slightly.

"Of course, that includes you."

Zhu Long flew to the man's feet, carrying the black-robed man and slowly flew to Wei Changming's ten feet away.

The man standing high above, stepping on Zhu Long, stood on the dragon's head and looked down at Wei Changming.

"I'll give you one last chance, submit to me."

"Of course... after submitting to me, there will still be benefits."

"If you don't submit... I'll kill you."

Wei Changming glanced at the many disciples and elders who were being controlled, and gritted his teeth.

Under the black robe, the corner of the man's mouth raised slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in his golden pupils.

"Of course, you won't lose your mind like them, you can even control them."

The soul-stirring pressure was eroding Wei Changming's heart little by little!

At this time, the control of the domain was no longer in his hands.

He couldn't escape even if he wanted to in the domain shrouded by the blood moon.

After a long silence, Wei Changming's eyes gradually returned from the many disciples and elders.

Selfish desires were infinitely magnified at this time.

He stared at the black-robed man and said coldly.

"What can you give me?"

A special dark golden jade bottle was thrown over.

Wei Changming frowned slightly, looking at the black-robed man in confusion.

"Heh, open it and see."

Wei Changming opened the jade bottle suspiciously, and there were only three drops of dark golden viscous liquid inside.

At the moment when the jade bottle was opened, Zhu Long under the black-robed man's feet let out a roar, and his eyes turned red as he tried to rush out!!!

Roar!!

Roar roar!!!!

Zhu Long frantically twisted his body, but was suppressed by the man.

A burst of inexplicable aura and pressure emanated from the liquid in the jade bottle.

Wei Changming had been in contact with Zhu Long for so many years, he could naturally detect what this liquid was related to!

"This is... true dragon's blood?"

The black-robed man sneered and said bluntly.

"Not essence blood."

Wei Changming frowned slightly, but the man's next words made his heart surge!

"This is... true dragon marrow."

"Three drops are enough to raise your cultivation by two levels, and it can also cleanse your marrow and make your body indestructible."

Wei Changming took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and swallowed the three drops of marrow into his stomach.

In an instant, the world changed color, a strong wind rose, and a burst of violent pressure burst out from Wei Changming's body.

Wei Changming put away the umbrella, allowing the power of the blood moon to erode him!

Spiritual patterns increased, one... two...

Fifth level of the Golden Immortal Realm!!

However, a round of blood moon slowly appeared between his eyebrows.

"How should I address you?"

The black-robed man slowly turned around.

"Long Cheng, of course... from now on you can only call me... Master!"