Chapter 259: Fight Again
"Golden Scale Sword! Sword Bailou!" Seeing a golden light shooting up into the sky, so sharp that it seemed to split the sky in half, the old demon Hatetian finally changed his expression. He retracted his white bone ghost claws, turned in the air, and grabbed the flying sword that was coming towards his physical body. Six words filled with infinite hatred and unwillingness popped out from between his teeth.
"Hate the old devil!" Seeing Zhuge Yunjin and Jian Bailou arriving, Qingsong, who survived the disaster, had no surprise, but only endless hatred. With a roar, the Qingjiao sword that had fallen to the ground shook violently, soared into the sky again and fell into Qingsong's hands.
"Kill!" Qingsong roared again, and soared into the sky with his sword, like a green rainbow across the sky, carrying tremendous hatred and anger, and killed straight towards the old demon Hatetian.
The air was violently torn apart and rolled back to both sides, leaving almost a vacuum in the middle. The emerald green sword rainbow became increasingly dazzling, even completely obscuring Qingsong's silhouette.
The old demon Hatetian's face changed suddenly when he saw this. Without thinking, he took out the Nether Blood Soul Refining Banner and stuck it into his left shoulder, and blood flowed into the banner pole.
The flags fluttered in the wind.
Rolling evil black energy rushed out from the banner and formed a five-meter-tall god or demon in the air with a trident in hand. It stabbed fiercely at Qingsong who was charging at him with a sword.
"Boom!" A loud noise.
The gods and demons, along with their tridents, exploded and turned into billowing dark energy that dissipated.
At this time, the old demon Hatetian, whose mind was connected with the Nether Blood Soul Refining Banner, trembled several times in succession, his face became extremely ugly, and even blood slowly flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
Because at this moment, in addition to Qingsong's desperate attack, Jian Bailou's Golden Scale Sword also fell on his white bone ghost claw.
Almost at the same time, the Ice Chi Sword also slashed on the Blood Abyss Demon Knife, making a deafening sound.
The Blood Abyss Demonic Blade suddenly emitted a glow of blood and flew backwards, hanging in front of the Blood Pond Demon.
A dignified old man in a purple robe walked out from the rolling ghosts, with the Ice Chi sword hanging in the air, pointing at the old demon Hate Tian, emitting bursts of icy cold air, and the shadow of the Ice Chi appeared in the air. The dark clouds of ghosts around it could not get close at all.
It was the judge Zhuge Yunjin.
When Zhuge Yunjin appeared, Qingsong and his sword had already fallen backwards to the ground like a kite with a broken string. His hair was disheveled and blood was gushing out of his broken arm and mouth.
Between his loose white hair, he could see a deep hatred for the old demon Hatetian.
"Lord Zhuge, this old villain killed my beloved disciple, stole the blood essence of a fifth-grade exotic beast, and seriously injured me. You must help me keep him today. If you don't kill him, my hatred will be endless!" Qingsong said gritting his teeth.
"Haha, it was obviously you, Qingsong, who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to seize my Wansheng Blood Pool so as to break through to the realm of junior grandmaster, but you insisted on saying that you were avenging your beloved disciple. Are you so-called righteous people so shameless and ridiculous?" The old demon Hentian said with disdain.
"Hate the Heaven, you are a cruel and cruel demon, worse than an animal. Today I must eliminate this harm to the people and avenge my disciple!" Qingsong's face trembled when he heard this.
While the two were cursing at each other, another dark cloud of ghosts dispersed, and the short and fat Jian Bailou, along with Su Chuixiang and other people from the Judge's Mansion, appeared behind the old demon Hatetian and the old demon Xuechi, blocking their way.
Watching Qingsong and Hatetian Old Demon fighting each other, Jian Bailou's white beard twitched from time to time, and his expression was very subtle.
"This palace master has made all kinds of plans, but I didn't expect that you, Jian Bailou, would appear here!" The old demon Hentian ignored Qingsong and said without turning his head.
"My Golden Sword Sect has always been a place of revenge and repayment of favors. Old Demon Hateful Heaven, you should have expected this day to come!" Jian Bailou said, his hand gently stroking the Golden Scale Sword, the sharp sword intent constantly rising.
"What a pity. You didn't expect that I, the Palace Master, would have the help of the Blood Pond. So it's impossible for you to keep us here today. Let's just go away. Otherwise, you will be seriously injured at an old age and lose the chance to break through like Qingsong. That would be a loss." Having said that, the old demon Hentian paused, smiled at Zhuge Yunjin sinisterly, and asked, "Are you talking about the Judge?"
"Lord Jianzheng has great magical powers and unfathomable power. If I am seriously injured in the attempt to kill you, I believe he will not sit idly by. So, you don't have to worry about me." Zhuge Yunjin said calmly.
"I have lost hope of a breakthrough anyway. I just want revenge, just like Qingsong!" Jian Bailou took over the conversation.
Before Jian Bailou finished his words, another dark cloud of ghosts rolled up, and five people rushed out from it. They were Xiao Qing and the four elders of Biyun Sect.
Among the five people, except for Xiao Qing who seemed to be in a slightly better condition, the four elders of Biyun Sect were in a terrible state. They all looked listless and lifeless, and their clothes were stained with blood.
"Master!" The four people were so sad when they saw Qingsong's miserable appearance that they burst into tears and wished they could hug each other and cry.
When they set out to slay the demons, they never imagined that the Biyun Sect would end up in such a tragic way!
Qingsong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the four people were able to come out alive.
Three years ago, first the Dragon Vein Land lost an elder, and then two years ago Qinghe County lost a deputy sect leader, two elders and an outstanding up-and-coming disciple in the middle stage of True Yuan.
It can be said that in the past three years, the Biyun Sect has definitely suffered serious damage. Fortunately, with Qingsong, the Qi Refining Master, in charge, the Biyun Sect can continue to intimidate the world.
But after three years of successive losses, the Biyun Sect, one of the two major Qi-refining sects in Xiyun Province, has completely fallen behind the Xuanwu Valley in terms of strength at all levels.
In the past two years, Qingsong was determined to kill the old demon Hatetian . In fact, he did have the intention of plotting to seize the old demon's Wansheng Blood Pool in order to break through and become a middle-level master. In this way, the Biyun Sect would not be completely suppressed by the Xuanwu Valley.
But in the end, not only did he fail to obtain the Wansheng Blood Pool, he almost lost his life and the lives of the four elders.
Fortunately, Zhuge Yunjin and others arrived at the last moment, otherwise the Biyun Sect would have been immediately removed from the two major Qi-refining sects in Xiyun Province.
"It's good that you are still alive!" Qingsong looked at the four elders with mixed feelings.
Seeing Xiao Qing rushing out with the four elders of the Biyun Sect, the skin on the face of the old demon Hatetian kept twitching and twisting, and his eyes almost completely turned black.
He could no longer sense the mother-child magic seal planted in Pangqi's Yunniwan Palace, but Xiao Qing was still alive and well, even walking with the four elders of the Biyun Sect. With his shrewdness, he naturally realized that there was something wrong with Xiao Qing.
"Are you Xiao Qing?" The old demon Hatetian cast a pair of completely dark eyes at Xiao Qing and asked in a cold tone.
"Kill!" Before Xiao Qing could answer, the Golden Scale Sword in Jian Bailou's hand had already broken through the air, carrying a long sword energy, tearing through the air, and killing towards the old demon Hatetian.
"Kill!" Seeing Jian Bailou taking action, Zhuge Yunjin and others also shouted loudly. Their flying swords and magic weapons shone brightly and broke through the air to kill the old demon Hentian and the old demon Xuechi.
Qingsong hesitated for a moment, and the Qingjiao sword in his hand rose into the air, but the light was dim, and it looked weak and without much power.
When releasing the Green Dragon Sword, Qingsong winked at the four elders.
The four elders understood what he meant and put away some of their true energy and magical power.
