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The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is an extremely powerful spiritual weapon, and its speed is extremely fast.

Once the sword flashes, it is like a flash of lightning, and its speed is so fast that it is hard to grasp.

In a battle of equal realm, it can almost cut through the opponent in an instant, making it hard to defend. Even a master of the Chan Sect like Huang Tianhua could not dodge and could only resist with the sword in his hand, which shows its amazing speed.

This treasure is not only extremely sharp, but also contains poison.

Once it touches the opponent's spiritual weapon or spiritual treasure, it can pollute the spirituality in it, weaken the spirituality of these treasures, greatly reduce their power, and even directly decay.

And if it can hurt the opponent, its poison can quickly invade the opponent's body, suck the blood, and kill the opponent instantly.

The more terrifying thing about the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is that it can not only hurt the opponent's body, but also hurt the Yuanshen.

This means that even a cultivator with a high level of cultivation will find it difficult to resist its fatal blow.

Once the Yuanshen is damaged, even if the physical body is not dead, it will be difficult to escape.

The power of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is unmatched by ordinary weapons.

In the prehistoric world, a powerful treasure is enough to change the situation of the battle and help the weak side to turn the tide.

And a BUG-level divine weapon like the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is even more effective. If Yu Hua's Taoism is more advanced, even the Golden Immortal of Daluo will find it difficult to completely resist the sharpness of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

However, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is by no means an ordinary thing. It was forged by the One-Qi Immortal Yu Yuan in the Dan furnace with Samadhi True Fire for many years. Its materials and production process are extremely mysterious and difficult.

This also makes this sword extremely rare. It is the unique weapon of the One-Qi Immortal Yu Yuan, which is terrifying.

Huang Tianhua stood like a pine tree in the center of the battlefield, holding the Moye Sword in his hand. It was originally an ancient divine weapon, and the cold light reflected his resolute and unyielding face.

However, at this moment, he found that an ominous aura was quietly invading.

I saw a strange blood stain quietly appearing on the Moye sword, like a poisonous snake in the dark night, spreading silently.

The blood stain seemed to be born from nothingness, and it seemed to carry a thousand years of resentment. It slowly flowed along the sword edge, quickly eroding the spirituality of the sword, making it dim, as if its soul was taken away.

Huang Tianhua's heart trembled, and he felt that the subtle connection between the sword and himself was being ruthlessly cut.

The blood stain not only eroded the sword body, but also climbed along the hilt like a living thing, spreading to his arm that was tightly holding the hilt.

A piercing chill rushed from the palm of his hand straight to his head, Huang Tianhua's face suddenly changed, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

He knew very well that once the blood stain invaded the body, the consequences would be disastrous.

So he gritted his teeth, endured the pain in his heart, and threw the Moye sword that had been with him for many years far away.

The sword body cut through the air, making a series of wailing sounds, and finally fell into the dust in the distance. The sword body was rusty and covered with blood, no longer as glorious as before.

Although Huang Tianhua's movements were fast, Yu Hua was one step faster.

This fierce general in the enemy army was as agile as a leopard, and his eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light.

When he saw Huang Tianhua abandon his sword, he sneered, and the blood-colored long sword in his hand was swung out instantly, turning into a sharp and unmatched sword light, cutting through the sky and going straight to Huang Tianhua's vitals.

The sword light was red and strange, as if it could swallow all the light around it, and it rushed towards Huang Tianhua with an irresistible force.

Huang Tianhua was horrified, but he also knew that he could not think too much at this moment. He retreated quickly and grabbed the plum blossom eight-edged hammer at his waist, which was his last resort.

The hammer body was beautifully carved, and each edge contained powerful power. On weekdays, this hammer in his hand could break all laws and kill demons.

However, when the blood-colored knife light approached, Huang Tianhua swung his hammer to meet it, but he saw that the surface of the hammer was also lightly touched by the blood light, and it seemed to be corroded, and its spirituality was greatly reduced, and the light was dim, as if it had lost its life.

Huang Tianhua's heart sank, he did not dare to neglect it, and hurriedly discarded the plum blossom eight-edged hammer that was almost scrap metal. He was extremely anxious, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The air around him seemed to solidify, and every second was so long that it was suffocating.

Huang Tianhua's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings, looking for a possible opportunity to escape, but every time he tried, he was resolved by Yu Hua's shadowy attack.

At this critical moment of life and death, Huang Tianhua deeply experienced the horror of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

In terms of lethality, the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is almost unmatched in the same realm. The speed and swiftness of the knife are also its strengths.

In battle, it can cut through space at an astonishing speed, quickly approach the enemy, and launch a fatal blow in an instant. This speed and agility make it difficult for the enemy to grasp and dodge, thus increasing the lethality of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

There is no way to dodge it!

And the most crucial point is that the poison attached to this Blood-Transforming Divine Sword is simply the nemesis of all spiritual weapons and spiritual treasures.

Any spiritual weapon or spiritual treasure that is hit will be infected by blood and pollute its spirituality, turning from a treasure with all kinds of magical powers into a mundane thing.

In front of the Xiqi army, Huang Feihu rode on the colorless divine bull, his eyes fixed on the battlefield ahead.

At this moment, the anxiety on his face was difficult to conceal, his brows were furrowed, and his fists were clenched together.

Huang Feihu turned around abruptly and looked eagerly at Shen Gongbao on the side. He saw that the other party had a calm face and his eyes revealed a kind of indifference that transcended the world, as if everything was under control.

"The situation in Tianhua is critical, and the blood knife is quite strange. I wonder if the Prime Minister has a way to defeat the enemy?" Huang Feihu's voice was trembling, and his anxiety was evident.

Shen Gongbao smiled slightly and said calmly: "General Huang, I know you are anxious, but you don't have to be so anxious.

If Huang Tianhua is in danger, how can my Senior Brother Qingxu sit idly by? Don't worry, he will definitely help."

Huang Feihu felt a little relieved when he heard this.

He knew that Senior Brother Qingxu mentioned by Shen Gongbao was one of the twelve golden immortals in the Chan Sect - Qingxu Daode Zhenjun.

This Chan Sect Golden Immortal was the master of his son Huang Tianhua. He treated Tianhua as his own son and cared for him. When he went down the mountain, he gave him many spiritual treasures to protect himself.

Thinking of this, Huang Feihu seemed to see a ray of hope, and his anxiety was slightly relieved, but the worry in his eyes was still difficult to dissipate.

He looked at the battlefield again, and saw Huang Tianhua's figure flickering in the sword lights and shadows. Every swing of the sword and every dodge touched his heartstrings.

Huang Feihu clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he was unaware.

In the center of the battlefield, Yu Hua looked at Huang Tianhua coldly, and saw that the young face was full of panic and helplessness, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head contemptuously and said sarcastically: "Humph, you can see that you are a flower in a greenhouse. You have not been tempered by the flames of the battlefield. The young eagle growing under the wings is not worth mentioning!"

After that, he swung the blood-transforming divine sword in his hand, which was flashing with a strange red light, and the blade pointed directly at Huang Tianhua, intending to take his life in one fell swoop.

At this critical moment, a thunderous shout rang out like thunder: "Don't hurt my beloved disciple!"

Before he finished speaking, a green banner floated down from the sky, clouds rose, and a rosy glow instantly enveloped Huang Tianhua.

When the light faded, Huang Tianhua's figure was gone, replaced by a handsome and extraordinary Taoist priest, who leisurely rode on a cloud beast surrounded by clouds and mist, like a god descending from the sky.

Yu Hua was furious when he saw this scene, his brows knitted, and his eyes seemed to be able to spit fire. He asked sternly: "Who are you? How dare you stop me from doing things?"

The Taoist smiled slightly, his eyes revealing endless wisdom and compassion. He replied softly: "I am a disciple of the Chan Sect, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun."

Huang Tianhua's figure appeared behind Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, with a tremor in his voice, but more of a surprise: "Master... Thank you for saving me, otherwise I'm afraid I would have died here."

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun heard this and turned his head to look at Huang Tianhua.

"Hahahaha... Don't be afraid, with Master here, no one can hurt you. You go back and rest first."

After saying that, he waved his hand lightly and sent Huang Tianhua back to the front of the Xiqi army.

Yu Hua was even more furious when he saw this.

He tightly grasped the Blood-Transforming Divine Knife, glared at the True Lord Qingxu Daode, and sneered: "Hmph, so what if you are a Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect?

Today, I, Yu Hua, will let you know that my disciples of the Jie Sect are not vegetarians either!"

The True Lord Qingxu Daode shook his head gently, revealing a trace of regret and pity in his eyes.

"Yu Hua, you and I have no hatred, why bother to fight for a momentary dispute? It is better to put down the butcher knife and surrender, maybe there is still a way to go."

However, Yu Hua turned a deaf ear to him. He only knew that the enemy in front of him must be eliminated to prove his strength and loyalty.

So, he shouted loudly, swung the knife and chopped at the True Lord Qingxu Daode.

A white light like a thread seemed to tear the sky and the earth apart.

The True Lord Qingxu Daode stood still until the knife light was about to hit his body, then he slapped the strange beast under his crotch, and the cloud beast immediately turned into a cloud and flew into the air, avoiding the knife light.

Yu Hua was not surprised.

The knife strike just now was just an ordinary knife light, and the power of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was not used. It was to test the depth of the opponent's Taoism.

This test also made him know that the opponent was indeed powerful.

If he didn't have the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, he would not be qualified to stand in front of the opponent, but at this moment, he held the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand, and there was nothing in his heart that could make him afraid to retreat!

He stood proudly in the center of the battlefield, his eyes like torches, flashing with unquestionable dominance and arrogance.

He sneered, with a bit of disdain and provocation in his voice: "Humph, it turns out that the apprentice was defeated, and the master had to go down in person, trying to support the incompetent person as an elder?

However, even if you, the True Lord Qingxu Daode, come in person, don't think of changing anything. Today, let you taste the true power of my Blood-Transforming Divine Sword!"

After speaking, Yu Hua's body shook, and it seemed that countless blood and energy surged around him, converging on the ancient and strange Blood-Transforming Divine Sword.

On the blade, a red light flashed, as if the gate of hell was quietly opened, releasing a terrifying breath that made people's heart palpitate.

He shouted loudly, and the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was like a dragon soaring into the sky, with the power of tearing space, and slashed towards the True Lord Qingxu Daode.

The True Lord Qingxu Daode remained calm, with a faint smile on his lips, as if he had anticipated the upcoming attack.

He gently waved the green banner in his hand, and suddenly, the surrounding clouds and mists were lingering, and the clouds and mists were steaming, turning into a gorgeous barrier, wrapping him up.

The Blood-Transforming Divine Sword slashed down from the air, but only the clouds and mists were scattered, and the True Lord's figure seemed to merge into the world, cleverly avoiding the fatal blow.

However, in this lightning moment, an accident happened.

The blood-transforming divine sword, which contained endless evil spirit, did not hurt Qingxu Daode Zhenjun at all, but when it passed by, it rubbed against the Yunxia beast under his seat.

The Yunxia beast was originally a spiritual creature between heaven and earth, emitting a faint fluorescent light all over its body, but at this moment, due to this rub, a tiny wound was cut on its buttocks.

At first, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun did not take this minor injury to heart, just a small episode in the battle.

He gently stroked the Yunxia beast, intending to soothe its emotions, but did not find that there were strands of blood stains quietly invading the wound, like a poisonous snake, wreaking havoc in the body of the Yunxia beast.

Soon, the Yunxia beast began to appear restless, it roared in pain, and its huge body rolled on the ground, trying to get rid of the strange power that invaded its body.

Seeing this, the face of the True Lord Qingxu Daode changed slightly. He quickly realized that this was not an ordinary injury, but the unique vicious power of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, which was devouring the blood and soul of the Cloud Beast.

He hurriedly used his magic power to try to stop the spread of that power, but it was too late.

The body of the Cloud Beast shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye under the gaze of everyone, and the originally bright fluorescent light gradually dimmed.

In the end, this huge spiritual object turned into a pool of sticky dirty blood, emitting a disgusting stench.

This scene shocked everyone present.

Yu Hua was even more proud. He laughed and said, "Haha, this is the power of the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword. Anyone who dares to challenge me will pay a painful price!"

His laughter echoed in the empty sky, full of endless arrogance and arrogance.

The True Lord Qingxu Daode looked at the pool of dirty blood, and a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

He slowly stood up, his eyes like torches, staring directly at Yu Hua, his voice low and firm: "Yu Hua, you don't know the destiny, you do the opposite, you deserve to die!"

While speaking, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun gently shook the Hunyuan Banner in his hand.

Suddenly, the banner moved and the clouds surged, and a brilliant light curtain spread out from the sky, gently wrapping the entire battlefield.

This banner was originally in Yuanshi Tianzun's cave, and was later given to Daode Zhenjun; this banner is in the shape of an umbrella, the ribs are made of various exotic beast leg bones, and the umbrella surface is paved with phoenix feathers. Yuanshi Tianzun also absorbed the Hunyuan Qi into it, so it is called Hunyuan Banner.

After this banner was spread out, the clouds were shining, and the Hunyuan Sancai Qi flashed, with the ability to turn decay into magic.

It is not only a visual feast, but also a display of great magical powers - shrinking the earth into an inch, allowing him to move freely in this world, like a shadow.

Facing this sudden change, Yu Hua was not afraid, but instead sneered.

That was the fearlessness he had gained from years of experience on the battlefield.

He waved the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword in his hand, and the dark red sword light was like lightning in the wind, going straight for the True Lord Qingxu Daode.

However, the True Lord Qingxu Daode was no ordinary person. He flashed and was already behind Yu Hua. He had a flying electric gun in his hand, which was cold and sharp, and wanted to decide the outcome with one move.

Yu Hua was a battle-hardened warrior, and his combat experience and keen intuition were fully demonstrated at this moment.

Seeing the opponent disappear, he was not panicked, but relied on his instinct to sweep the sword across, and the sword light was like a dragon, just right to intercept the fatal blow.

But the difference between the two people's Taoism was more than a hundred thousand miles, and the flying electric gun was not an ordinary thing. The thunder power contained in it was enough to shake the mountains and rivers even with a slight touch.

The two forces collided, and Yu Hua felt an irresistible force surge, and the whole person was like a kite with a broken string, and was violently shaken away.

What was even more amazing was that the flying electric gun seemed to come alive at the moment of contact, and in a flash, it had pierced Yu Hua's left shoulder.

The electric current was like a snake, raging along the wound, instantly turning the flesh and blood body into charred black, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of burning.

Yu Hua curled up in the air, his face full of disbelief and pain. He underestimated the strength of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, and he didn't expect the flying electric gun to have such a terrifying power.

This was not over yet. Before he landed, the flying electric gun shot again, and the speed was no less than real lightning.

Yu Hua had no room to dodge, so he could only block the Huaxue Divine Sword in front of him and resist the flying electric gun.

"Bang!"

Yu Hua's body fell powerlessly in the air. The wound on his left shoulder, which should have been covered with tough muscles, was now torn into a hideous state by the wound left by the flying electric gun.

The skin around the wound was instantly scorched by the high-temperature electric current, showing an unnatural black color, which formed a sharp contrast with the healthy skin color around it, as if it was the mark left by the kiss of death.

The pain was like thousands of needles piercing into the bone marrow at the same time, making Yu Hua almost suffocate. It was a kind of intense pain he had never experienced before, as if countless invisible hands were tearing his soul, making it difficult for him to even breathe.

The electric current penetrated the muscles and reached the bones, bringing a tremor from the inside out, making him feel as if he was struck by lightning, and every inch of his skin was trembling.

His consciousness began to blur, and the sounds around him gradually faded away. Only the unbearable pain hit his nerves again and again like a tide.

Sweat and blood mixed together, sliding down his cheeks, dripping on the cold ground, splashing tiny water flowers.

Yu Hua clenched his teeth, trying to use his remaining willpower to resist the pain that was almost swallowing him.

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he seemed to feel no pain at all, because compared with the injury on his shoulder, the pain was insignificant.

Such a good opportunity, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun did not pursue again, because he was also in a huge trouble.

At this moment, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun stared at the flying electric gun, and saw that his beloved flying electric gun had a dark red blood spot on it. The spot spread rapidly like a living thing, corroding the gun body.

His heart tightened, and he immediately realized that this was the poison left by the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword, which was ruthlessly polluting this spiritual weapon that had accompanied him for many years.

Anxiety instantly surged on Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's face, and he hurriedly retracted the flying electric gun, as if he was afraid that if he had one more second, this spiritual weapon would be completely devoured.

He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, raised his hands quickly, and his fingertips danced flexibly in the air, and began to draw talismans in the air.

However, the blood stain was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, tightly attached to the flying electric gun. No matter how the Qingxu Daode Zhenjun used his magical powers, it was difficult to eradicate it.

His brows were furrowed, his face was full of misery, but his eyes flashed with unyielding light.

He knew that if the blood stain could not be removed as soon as possible, the flying electric gun would be destroyed.

So, he gritted his teeth, gathered all his strength again, and drew complicated spells in the air with his hands.

This time, he not only wanted to remove the blood stain, but also to seal the poison and save this precious spiritual weapon.

Finally, under the unremitting efforts of the Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, the blood stain seemed to feel threatened and began to retreat slowly.

He seized the opportunity and printed the last spell on the flying electric gun in one go. Suddenly, the gun body flashed with light, and the blood stain was completely sealed in it, and could no longer wreak havoc.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun breathed a sigh of relief, with a tired but relieved smile on his face. Then, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by an uncontrollable anger.

He didn't expect that the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword was so powerful that even he, a Jinxian of the Chan Sect, was deceived.

It was obvious that Yu Hua's Taoism was just an ant in his eyes, but he failed to rely on the Blood-Transforming Divine Sword to make him suffer setbacks one after another.

He deserves to die!

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun stood tall, surrounded by supreme majesty.

As his low and powerful spell sounded, the sky began to change.

First there was a light breeze, and then it gradually intensified, forming a spectacular scene of howling winds. Dark clouds gathered from all directions, rolling and colliding, as if the most primitive power of nature was awakening.

Then, lightning began to flash in the sky, and they shuttled between the dark clouds like dragons, and each flash was accompanied by deafening thunder.

Under the guidance of the True Lord, these lightnings began to gather into dazzling pillars of thunder. They intertwined and collided in the air, making a deafening roar.

The hands of the True Lord of Daode seemed to have become a bridge to guide the power of heaven and earth at this moment. Every movement of his was precise and powerful. He waved his hand violently, and the lightnings that gathered into pillars were like arrows from a string, vigorously bombarding the Yu Hua who was resisting stubbornly.

All this seemed slow, but in fact it was completed in just a few breaths.

The sky seemed to be an awakened beast, with wind and clouds surging, surging endlessly, and dark clouds, lightning flashed like dragons and snakes dancing wildly, thunder was deafening, and the whole world seemed to tremble under this vast divine power.

The endless lightning, under the call of the True Lord, was like thousands of rivers returning to the sea, gathering into a dazzling giant pillar of thunder, with the power of destroying heaven and earth, and bombarding the Yu Hua who was resisting stubbornly.

Seeing this, Yu Hua's face turned pale and he was terrified, but he could only barely mobilize his remaining strength, dodging left and right, trying to find a glimmer of hope in this thunderstorm.

However, how could the Tiangang Thunder Method of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun be taken lightly?

The divine thunder followed one after another, like a punishment from heaven, and each strike contained the supreme power to purify the evil in the world, tearing the air around him with a squeak.

Although Yu Hua tried his best, he could not escape the bad luck in the end, and was finally hit on the top of his head by an unstoppable divine thunder.

The pillar of thunder was as thick as two people hugging together, and it instantly enveloped him. With a deafening roar, Yu Hua seemed to be hit hard by an invisible force.

When the lightning dissipated, Yu Hua's figure appeared again, it was already a mess.

His clothes were torn into pieces, and the exposed skin was covered with charred and scarred, and some places even emitted wisps of green smoke.

His eyes were full of fear, and bright red blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He seemed to have been drained of all his strength and knelt down on the ground dejectedly.

His breathing became rapid and weak, and every gasp was accompanied by severe pain.

His hands tightly covered his chest, as if there was unbearable pain there. His face was as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. The whole person looked as if he might fall down at any time.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun gently pinched the thunder formula with both hands, and there seemed to be an electric current jumping at his fingertips, gathering the purest thunder power between heaven and earth.

He looked coldly, staring directly at Yu Hua, who was about to collapse in front of him, ready to use a Tiangang Divine Thunder to completely destroy him in the world.

Yu Hua also realized this at this moment. Fear and despair flashed in his eyes, but he still struggled unwillingly, trying to escape the impending divine thunder.

At this critical moment, a deep and powerful voice sounded like thunder, piercing the sky: "Who is so blind that dares to hurt my apprentice?"

As the voice fell, a red light appeared like a meteor that cut through the night sky, with unparalleled might and power, and instantly came to Yu Hua's body.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun was shocked. He felt the powerful force contained in the red light, but he did not retreat. He suddenly pinched the thunder formula in his hand, and a dazzling lightning light burst out from the sky and went straight to Yu Hua.

However, at the moment when the lightning light was about to hit Yu Hua, the red light seemed to have spirituality, and it trembled suddenly, and it blocked the lightning light.

The lightning light and the red light collided violently in the air, bursting out with deafening roars, and the whole world seemed to tremble under the impact of this force.

Finally, the lightning dissipated, the red light gradually faded, and Yu Hua collapsed to the ground, his eyes full of surprise.

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun watched this scene and sighed in his heart.

The red light dissipated, just like the dawn, a tall figure gradually appeared in front of everyone.

The man rode a magnificent five-cloud camel, with a broad camelback and four hooves stepping lightly on the clouds, as if he was a fairy walking in the sky.

Yu Hua recognized the man at a glance, and was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted in surprise.

"Master!"