Sword Dao Alchemy

By the blood refining pool, blood light shot up into the sky.

The wind howled, and the resentment of the residual soul emerged.

"Sacrifice quickly and open the blood refining pool!"

The leader of the Demon Star Palace shouted loudly.

"My lord! The Four Seasons Flower has not been found yet. Should we wait a little longer?" The head of the Xiangliu family said timidly.

"Still waiting? Do you want the Yanjian Sect to catch us all in one fell swoop?" The leader of the Demon Star Palace shouted.

"I dare not!" The head of the Xiangliu family trembled all over and retreated.

If the Four Seasons Flower cannot be obtained, the violent sword energy cannot be controlled, and I am afraid they will have to be cannon fodder.

However, his Xiangliu family has come to this point and cannot turn back.

"Since the person who got the thing has arrived here, I don't believe he won't show up!" The leader of the Demon Star Palace said, and also glanced around.

Obviously, it was also a warning to the person holding the Four Seasons Flower.

Unfortunately, Lin Yun was still some distance away from here and could not hear it.

"Can't wait any longer!"

"Sacrifice!"

He said, throwing out a thing that looked like a small city. It was the array base of Lingjian City, a treasure closely related to the ancient Lingjian City.

The array base fell above the blood-filled blood-refining pool, and it was already filled with some vibrant breath, which was the life breath of the creatures in Lingjian City that the array base had collected for countless years.

"Woo woo woo~~~"

Stimulated by the breath of these creatures, the blood-colored storm in the blood-refining pool became even more furious, rolling over the array base. The remnant souls and resentments mixed in it devoured the life breath crazily, and some joyous meanings were actually generated.

"Present the sacrifice!"

As the leader of the Demon Star Palace gave an order, from the black fog behind him, many black-robed strongmen escorted many young people to the side of the blood-refining pool, with a total of thousands of people.

These people were escorted from Lingjian City by the follow-up forces of the Demon Star Palace.

Yan Mufen, who was hiding in the dark, saw these young people, his face turned pale in an instant, and his heart ached like a knife.

These young people!

They are all young heroes of his Yanmu family, but now, they are like pigs and sheep, becoming sacrifices for others.

This is to cut off the roots of his Yanmu family!

Demon Star Palace! Xiangliu family! I will never coexist with you.

I must get the holy sword and kill all you evil people.

Yanmu Fen secretly gritted his teeth and swore.

He could only watch his children and descendants, wailing one by one, being thrown into the bloody storm, and turned into blood water in an instant, nourishing those incomplete souls that have not dissipated after years.

As the young strong men of the Yanmu family turned into blood water, their soul essence and blood were swallowed by the obsession of the residual souls, and a blood sword slowly gathered above the blood refining pool.

The young people of the Yanmu family have been sent, but the blood sword is almost not formed.

Another young man was sent over.

Yanmu Fen felt that the severe pain in his heart was relieved.

But the body of the head of the Xiangliu family trembled. He looked at the leader of the Demon Star Palace angrily, but the other party simply ignored him.

Then, his anger turned into pity, his body trembled, like a candle in the wind, watching his descendants turned into blood.

Those young people who were once in their prime and had countless dreams eventually became victims of his greed.

His heart was in great pain, not for the suffering of the young people, but for atonement for his own actions.

It is not enough to atone for the pain alone.

You also need to use your own life.

But the head of the Xiangliu family couldn't bear it.

He still wanted to become a peerless hero.

"Wait! When I step on your heads, I will double back everything you did to my Xiangliu family!"

He didn't dare to look into the eyes of the leader of the Demon Star Palace, so he could only lower his head and secretly swear.

All the young people finally sacrificed.

The blood sword in the storm has been perfectly formed.

It is a blood sword forged by the obsession of countless residual souls that have absorbed blood.

Back then, their soul essence and blood nourished another sword, which was a real sword.

Now, they have to forge this blood sword to find the sword that devoured their lives.

What is this?

A rebirth or revenge?

No one can know.

The only certainty is that countless people paid the price of their lives for it.

The sword is a killing weapon.

Whether it is wielded by someone or quietly hidden somewhere, it can kill people.

Such a sword is a sword that has lost its scale and control, and it is a magic sword.

"Crack! Boom~~~"

The space around the blood sword shattered, and countless lightning rushed out and gathered on the blood sword.

This is the power left here by the peerless strong man, used to open the seal and end the resentment that has lasted for countless years.

The blood sword is becoming more and more powerful.

Finally, it broke free from the constraints of the surrounding space and blasted towards the bottom of the blood refining pool.

"Sizzle! Boom~~~"

The seal below was forcibly torn apart, and the violent blood-colored sword energy burst out and rushed towards the surroundings.

Screams continued to sound. In just this moment, most of the strong men in the Demon Star Palace died.

After the blood-colored storm

The survivors looked into the blood refining pool and were immediately overjoyed.

The fiery red blood flames were still spreading in it, so fierce that it was daunting.

There was a hole in the flames, and in the hole, a golden holy sword burst out with charming light and violent aura, cutting the surrounding nothingness into strands, like a devil's smile.

"Ah! The Emperor's Holy Sword! It really exists. It's so amazing!" The leader of the Demon Star Palace burst out with a voice like a wolf howling.

"I want to get it! I want to get it!" The head of the Xiangliu family murmured something that only he could hear.

Zhen Chen, Yan Mufen, and Chu Tianshu, who were hiding in the dark, all had wolf-like light in their eyes, and they were all ready to go out and snatch it.

"Holy Sword! It belongs to my Demon Star Palace."

The leader of the Demon Star Palace roared, took out a golden dead tree, and threw it into the flame hollow.

When the dry golden wood encountered the fierce flames, golden leaves grew and wrapped around the golden holy sword.

"Whizzing!"

Two figures rushed out from the darkness, it was Zhen Chen and Yan Mufen.

They chased towards Jinmu, trying to grab Jinmu and the holy sword while Jinmu wrapped around the holy sword.

"Two old guys! Hiding here to pick peaches! Die!"

The leader of the Demon Star Palace said angrily, and together with the head of the Xiangliu family and several masters of the sixth level of Sensing Realm from the Demon Star Palace, they chased Zhen Chen and Yan Mufen.

Chu Tianshu is still waiting for the opportunity.

The remaining people in the Demon Star Palace surrounded the blood refining pool to prevent others from sneak attacks.

“Crack, click, click~~~”

Lin Yun controlled the spider to attack the people in the Demon Star Palace.

"Ah! What a big spider!"

The people in the Demon Star Palace screamed in fear, and some people rushed forward to stop Lin Yun from coming here.

"Chachacha~~~"

The spider's long sword-like legs danced, and pieces of snow light swept across, and everyone in the Demon Star Palace fell down.

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