Chapter 258 Tragic
"Haha! Zhuge Yunjin and the others are about to break out of the formation, and your death is approaching soon!" Qingsong was such a powerful figure that when he saw that the magic power of the two was obviously fluctuating, his face suddenly showed joy and he laughed out loud. His momentum, which had been declining, suddenly rose again.
"Old Qingsong, don't worry. We will definitely kill you before they break out of the formation!" The old demon Hentian sneered.
After that, the old demon Hentian turned his gaze to the old demon Xuechi and said, "Xuechi, if we delay any further, I'm afraid things will change. You should use your secret method."
Upon hearing this, Xue Chi's expression suddenly changed from gloomy to bright.
"Why, you don't agree?" The old devil Hatetian's eyes revealed a sinister and cold look.
"I dare not!" Xue Chi gritted his teeth.
"Don't worry, you are a master of Qi Refining, and this palace master will definitely not want to part with you. As long as Qingsong is killed and his blood is replenished, your loss will be replenished quickly." said the old demon Hatetian.
"Thank you, master!" Xue Chi's eyes lit up when he heard that, and then he let out a sinister laugh. His blood-red hair danced wildly in the wind, and visible blood energy continued to emerge from his body, as if the blood in his body was boiling.
Endless aura of brutality, bloodthirstiness and slaughter emanated from him, sweeping across the sky and earth.
Blood filled the sky and earth, enveloping the green dragon.
As soon as the green dragon was covered by the blood, it seemed to be trapped in a bloody quagmire. Not only did its movements become sluggish, but the green light was also being continuously eroded. Sticky and disgusting blood mixed with green and red colors flowed down its body.
In the blink of an eye, the green dragon became "totally damaged", the light continued to dim, and the shadow of a flying sword was faintly visible in the center of the dragon's body.
The shadow of the flying sword kept twisting and changing inside, as if it was in great pain.
"Blood-Transforming Technique! Xuechi, are you crazy? You are a great master of Qi Refining, yet you have to obey the orders of the old devil Hatetian and transform yourself into blood, thereby reducing your magic power and lifespan." The muscles on Qingsong's face twisted and changed, becoming ferocious all of a sudden, and a hint of panic finally flashed in his eyes.
"It's all Qingsong's fault because of you! So you have to compensate him with your blood!" Xue Chi grinned grimly, and the Xueyuan Knife drew an extremely thick blood-red blade light in the air, and went straight to kill Qingsong.
Almost at the same time, the white bone ghost claws tore through the air, making a sharp sound, and grabbed towards the green pine.
Seeing this, Qingsong showed a look of madness on his face.
Inside the Dantian, at this moment, wisps of blood and energy were pouring in from all directions, and then pouring onto a Fa Yuan altar engraved with runes in the middle of the Dantian.
Watered with blood, the runes on the Fa Yuan altar seemed to come alive, floating up and flashing light.
As these runes continued to float and flash, the Fa Yuan altar continued to shrink.
At this time, the outside world was also undergoing tremendous changes.
The green pine is aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its vitality is fading away.
Between heaven and earth, the wind was howling and the clouds were changing.
On the ground, the originally dead grass and trees grew wildly, and could even grow to a height of hundreds of meters. They also emitted green light, constantly sweeping through the blood curtain set up by the Blood Pool Demon.
Some plants and trees madly wrapped around and whipped the old demon Hatetian and the old demon Xuechi.
The green dragon suddenly broke through the bloody world and pounced towards the White Bone Ghost Claw and the Blood Abyss Knife with its fangs and claws.
Upon seeing this, Hentian and Xuechi both looked solemn.
The truly brutal life-and-death battle between the three great Qi Refining masters only began at this moment.
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In another corner, a dark messenger was chasing Xiao Qing.
When the messenger of the underworld passed by a dark cloud of ghosts, the dark cloud suddenly separated, and a huge black sword broke through the air and slashed down.
The underworld messenger didn't even have time to scream before he was cut in half by the sword.
Then, the man holding the knife deftly took the ring from the hand of the underworld messenger and put his body into the corpse-raising ring.
An Tian, who was standing next to him, also swiftly reached his hand into the Nether Blood Soul Refining Banner, and grabbed clumps of black stuff and stuffed them into his mouth, just like taking food out of his pocket.
At this time, An Tian had grown to a height of five meters, and the armor on his body was shining coldly, as if it were real. His aura was even more astonishing, almost as good as Pang Qiyun.
"You have killed three underworld messengers. Do you want to attract more of them?" Xiao Qing, who was fleeing, turned back and asked calmly.
"Forget it. Being too greedy will easily leave loopholes. Let's quit while we're ahead. Besides, my biggest targets are the two old demons Hentian and Xuechi." Qin Ziling glanced at the rolling dark clouds of ghosts in the distance with a hint of regret in his eyes, but he still replied decisively.
"Okay, then I will go and lend a helping hand to the elders of Biyun Sect." Xiao Qing said.
"Go ahead, be careful, it's enough to show your strength in the late stage of bone refining." Qin Ziling said.
"I understand." Xiao Qing nodded, then gently hugged Qin Ziling and said softly: "You should be careful too. If you really can't kill Hentian and Xuechi, don't force it."
"Yeah, I understand." Qin Ziling kissed Xiao Qing's forehead gently, then took An Tian and disappeared in the soul refining formation like a ghost.
This soul refining formation was difficult for Qingsong and others to break through, but Qin Ziling had glimpsed the mystery of life and death, and with the help of a powerful soul and the misty miasma, it was easy for him to get out.
After quietly leaving the soul refining formation, Qin Ziling first went to the Netherworld Palace.
Unfortunately, the old demon Hatetian already knew that his old nest could not be saved, so he had moved out the things that needed to be moved in advance and took the important things with him, so there was nothing valuable in the old nest.
However, all this had already been within Qin Ziling's expectations, so he was not disappointed. He went straight to the underground palace of the Netherworld Palace and found the evil veins hidden deep below.
The main vein of this Yinsha land vein is just below the main peak where the Nether Palace is located, and there are many branches that spread across other peaks like blood vessels.
The old demon Hatetian used this evil vein to practice the Netherworld Mysterious Art, and spent decades refining souls, setting up a soul refining formation, refining the blood of living beings, and setting up a blood prison formation, arranging this lair like an iron bucket empire.
If it weren't for the variable of Qin Ziling this time, the Judge's Mansion and the other three forces would have suffered a huge setback here. Not only would the people of the Biyun Sect be wiped out, but the Governor's Mansion would also be used by the old demon Hatetian to plant a big chess piece.
The Yinsha vein here is many times stronger than the Yinsha vein in Sanyuan Mountain back then.
When Qin Ziling arrived at the exit of the Yinsha earth vein, the evil spirit rolled in, almost condensed as if it could drip water. The bone-piercing cold seemed to be able to freeze the stones into pieces in an instant.
"Tsk tsk, not bad, not bad. After taking over this Yin Sha vein, I shouldn't have to worry about the Yin Sha energy for a while." Qin Ziling couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly sacrificed the corpse-raising ring.
In the corpse-raising ring, the four zombies are now improving every day, and the Yin Sha Qi they need is many times more than before, especially the four heads, who are only one step away from breaking through and becoming golden corpses. The Yin Sha Qi they need has reached a terrifying level, and just opening their mouths and inhaling it is equivalent to the consumption of half an incense stick when it was a bronze zombie.
Moreover, the higher the level of the zombies, the higher the concentration and quality of the evil energy they require.
In fact, the little bit of Yin Sha Qi that Qin Ziling collected in Sanyuan Mountain was almost exhausted a year and a half ago. Thanks to the fact that he now has control over the entire Fangliao County and ordered Xiao Qing to spread out his men to search secretly, they found two miniature Yin Sha veins similar to the Sanyuan Mountain, and he has barely managed to hold on until now.
When the corpse-raising ring was sacrificed, a huge mouth suddenly appeared in the void, and evil energy poured into the mouth.
Ever since Qin Ziling got a glimpse of the mystery of life and death, his soul has become increasingly powerful, and he has become more and more adept at using the corpse-raising ring. In addition, the Yin Sha Qi in this Yin Sha vein is extremely rich and pure, so the amount he collected in a short period of time is several times that of Sanyuan Mountain.
After about half an incense stick of time, the evil energy began to become thinner. Although the total amount was still large, the speed at which it was absorbed had slowed down significantly.
"What a pity!" Qin Ziling's eyes showed a trace of regret, but he still decisively put away the corpse-raising ring, and then left the underground palace like a ghost.
The next moment, Qin Ziling was already hovering in mid-air, his body wrapped in black mist, not a single breath leaking out.
Below, the fighting has reached a fever pitch.
The old demon Xuechi used the blood-transforming technique and lost half of his life, and the old demon Hatetian also consumed a huge amount of his magic power.
However, Qingsong's situation is many times more miserable than theirs.
Not only did he look extremely old, as if he was about to be buried, but his entire right arm had been torn off by the white bone ghost's claws, leaving a shocking wound on it.
There was a mess of blood and flesh, and white bones. Where the ghost claws had grabbed them, lines of dark death were constantly wriggling, like black worms, extremely disgusting and terrifying.
"Bang!" A loud noise.
The Blood Abyss Sword slashed down, and the dragon fell into the air, revealing the true form of the Green Dragon Sword.
The old demon Hatetian was overjoyed upon seeing this, grinning grimly, and one of his white bone claws, emitting a sinister and sharp aura, grabbed Qingsong on the head.
"Hiss! Hiss!" The green python that was coiled around the green pine and condensed with true essence and magic power was pierced by the white bone ghost claws and torn into pieces.
Just as the devil Hate the Sky's ghost claws were about to break through Qingsong's protective green python and capture him, a cold dragon, with a snow-white and crystal-clear body covered with a layer of crystal clear scales, shook its head and tail, flew through the air, and pounced straight towards the devil Hate the Sky.
It was the Bingchi sword of Judge Zhuge Yunjin.
With the help of Jian Bailou, the people from the Judge's Mansion finally broke out of the formation and arrived at this critical moment .
"Pool of blood!" Seeing that the great task was about to be accomplished, the old demon Hatetian was unwilling to give up halfway. While roaring loudly, he continued to urge the white bone ghost claws to grab the green pine regardless of anything.
The Xueyuan Knife whirred towards Zhuge Yunjin's flying sword.
At this moment, a golden light shot up into the sky and shot towards the Blood Abyss Demonic Sword.
