Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

The old man exuded an exceptionally terrifying aura, shrouded in a bloody halo.

The old man's body underwent drastic changes.

His arms became abnormally thick, with bizarre blood-colored totem patterns surging across his skin!

His aura was comparable to the peak of the Fusion Realm!!

Peng Luo emerged from who knows where, with a large handful of emerald green spiritual plant leaves in its mouth.

It grabbed Meng Wanshu's hair, stood on her shoulder, and muttered with wide eyes.

"Totem? This thing actually exists in the Human Spirit Realm too?"

"Mistress, be careful. The blood纹 totem on him can unleash the power of some great demons."

"His physical strength is terrifying now, even more so than a pure seventh-stage martial artist!!"

Meng Wanshu's eyes narrowed, her delicate brows furrowed.

Clearly, she also sensed the surge in the old man's strength, and this increase in power was extremely strange.

The old man licked his chapped lips, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

It was as if the old man craved the taste of blood filling his mouth at this moment.

Li Guanqi's heart tightened, constantly paying attention to the situation on their side.

The moment he sensed the old man's power surge, an incomparably powerful force erupted from Li Guanqi's body.

The speed of his ascent increased sharply, and he used both hands and feet to withstand the impact of the waterfall, heading straight for the seven-colored glazed flower on the stone wall.

Layers of lightning armor shattered on Li Guanqi's body, and his head was already a bloody mess from the impact of the waterfall.

Blood flowed down the spiritual mist waterfall, but Li Guanqi remained calm as he looked at the seven-colored glazed flower within reach.

On the other side of the mountain, Meng Wanshu's face was gloomy; she was completely suppressed by the old man!!

Boom!!

As her figure flew back, a cloud of ice mist steadily caught Meng Wanshu, but before she could catch her breath, a violent bloody sword light arrived!

Swish!!

Meng Wanshu had just left her original position when a sword light instantly struck.

Although Meng Wanshu was already very fast, she was still sent flying dozens of feet by this force.

Peng Luo transformed and pulled Meng Wanshu away.

Meng Wanshu looked at her cracked tiger's mouth; her entire arm was numb.

While running, Peng Luo said at a rapid pace, "The power of his blood纹 totem should be Berserk Blood Bull!"

"That thing has incredible strength. Even in ancient times, that great demon was very troublesome!"

"Even a pureblood Berserk Blood Bull dares to compete in strength with the Dragon race."

"Ninth Brother!!! Kill him!!"

As soon as the words fell, Jiu Xiao's figure soared into the air, shrinking to a size of ten zhang. At this size, its speed would be faster!

Boom!!!

The dragon tail swung violently, sweeping towards the old man.

The void along the way was torn apart with long cracks, and the dragon tail sweep was like a heaven-splitting axe.

The old man coldly snorted, the hand holding the sword crackling, and his scattered hair concealed his crazed gaze.

Seeing this, Peng Luo felt a sense of foreboding. If the old man's current strength landed, he might use the power of the blood纹 totem to seriously injure Jiu Xiao with one blow!!

Peng Luo abandoned Meng Wanshu, and its figure flashed, instantly burrowing into the void.

Its figure transformed to a size of ten zhang and suddenly appeared, crashing into Jiu Xiao's body!!

"Hahahaha, die!"

Puff!!!!!!

A sword containing bloody light suddenly fell, sparks flying everywhere, and it forcibly broke through Jiu Xiao's defense, severing a section of the dragon's tail!!

Peng Luo's body was cut in half!

If Peng Luo hadn't appeared suddenly, Jiu Xiao would probably have had half of its body cut off!!

Roar!!!!

Seeing Peng Luo injured, Jiu Xiao let out an extremely angry roar, standing upright and spewing a breath of lightning at the old man!!

But the old man grabbed Jiu Xiao's severed tail, squeezed it, and dragon blood fell into his mouth.

Boom!!!

His thick arm punched out violently, forcibly dispersing Jiu Xiao's thunderous breath.

His entire fist was scorched, revealing the white bones, but the old man's appearance became younger and younger.

Furthermore, the bloody纹 patterns on his arms faintly revealed a dark gold color.

The old man, who had turned into a middle-aged man, reached out and pierced through the void, grabbing Peng Luo in his hand!!

At this time, half of Peng Luo's body was burrowed into the void, but the old man forcibly dragged it out.

"Hahahaha, where are you going!"

A look of panic flashed in Peng Luo's eyes, and with all its strength, it punched the man's face!!

But now, after absorbing Jiu Xiao's blood essence, Pan Ji's strength was even greater.

With a punch-for-punch exchange, Peng Luo's arm shattered inch by inch!!

"Ah!!!"

Under the suppression of terrifying power, Peng Luo's body transformed into the size of a palm.

Pan Ji grabbed Peng Luo's body, opened his mouth, and bit off half of its body!!

The intense pain caused Peng Luo to let out a miserable scream.

Boom boom!!!

Two explosions sounded, and the blood color surged in Pan Ji's palm, imprisoning Peng Luo's body beside him.

Looking at Jiu Xiao and Meng Wanshu attacking from the left and right, a strange, bloodthirsty smile appeared on his lips.

That large mouthful of true dragon blood essence made him feel an unprecedented greed and pleasure.

Feeling the surging blood energy in his body, Pan Ji's eyes were full of greed. Looking at the two attacking him, he licked his lips with a bit of bloodthirst.

His eyes were fixed on Meng Wanshu's slender, snow-white neck, with an urge to tear her blood vessels!

Turning his left hand into a palm and pointing his right hand with a sword at Jiu Xiao.

In an instant, the blood light surged, and a great battle was about to break out!!

Rumble!!

The roar sounded.

Roar!!!

Jiu Xiao's angry dragon roar resounded through the sky!!

Meng Wanshu's Snow Shadow Sword drew a dazzling sword light and attacked.

Dang dang dang dang!! Dang dang!! Swish!!

Intense and dense sounds of metal clashing rang out, and the force of the swords colliding distorted and shattered the void.

Unexpectedly, Pan Ji was quite accomplished in the art of palm, and he was able to use the power of the blood纹 totem to unload Jiu Xiao's impact.

But Meng Wanshu's sword was still too sharp, and even Pan Ji found it difficult to parry.

Peng Luo desperately used its special abilities in an attempt to escape, but Pan Ji's power was a bit too strange.

He forcibly suppressed Peng Luo's spatial power.

Puff!!!

Meng Wanshu's long sword slashed across, almost cutting Pan Ji in half!!

The hideous wound was frozen, and the flesh and blood of the wound were frozen into ice powder.

Pan Ji was also a ruthless person. He forcibly shook back Jiu Xiao with a palm and, in the process of flying back, raised his hand and used his long sword to dig out his own minced meat.

Then, amidst Peng Luo's angry scolding, he turned his head and bit off a section of its body, a ferocious smile appearing on the corner of his mouth, and the wound began to heal quickly.

Looking at the two who were also seriously injured, he said in a cold voice, "I can't wait to taste your blood!!"