Chapter 503: A declining celestial being? Fight!
Styx Sect, Sea of Blood.
"Are you here?"
When the old man of Minghai was about to subdue the twelve demon gods, he suddenly sensed a breath of celestial being coming straight at him. With a sneer on his face, he pointed his finger and forcefully absorbed the twelve demon gods into the bloodthirsty banner.
He wanted to see how Lian Zhen Xingjun would refute.
While talking,
Qin Mo has broken through the void and appeared in the sea of blood.
"roar!"
Sensing their master's arrival, the twelve demons trapped in the bloodthirsty banner let out unwilling roars.
"Lord Lianzhen, this is the territory of my Minghe Sect. I wonder why you are here...?" asked the Minghai Patriarch.
If possible,
The ancestor of Minghai was not willing to have a head-on conflict with the Shenxiao Sword Sect.
More than two thousand years have passed, and relying on the fortune of the Central Continent, the Shenxiao Sword Sect has been growing in strength day by day. Today, it is already a gathering place for true immortals, and its strength overwhelms any super sect.
It's really scary.
But after all, it was the Twelve Demon Gods who stole the food in the Sea of Blood first. In the opinion of the Old Ancestor of the Nether Sea, if the Star Lord Lianzhen knew what was good for him and had some dignity, he should pretend that nothing had happened and retreat as soon as possible.
"Hand over the twelve demons." Qin Mo said lightly.
"you!"
Ancestor Minghai was furious. He didn't expect that Qin Mo would be so disrespectful to him.
Although they are both celestial immortals, Patriarch Minghai has been practicing for many years, and Qin Mo has been practicing for many years as well. They both have Pure Yang magic weapons, so who are they afraid of?
"Lord Lianzhen, please don't be so shameless."
The face of the old man of Minghai was gloomy. "As a person of immortality, you have violated the taboo of raising a demon god. It is even more wrong to raise it in my blood sea. Let me keep it for you!"
Instantly stood on the moral high ground.
"If I remember correctly, Master Taichong of Yuxu Palace fell into the hands of the devil. Tell me, how would Yuxu Palace react if they knew that the devil was raised by you?" Patriarch Minghai threatened.
Although the Black Cloud Demon Lord has not appeared in the world for a long time,
However, for the immortals and demons who participated in the war back then, they probably still remember it vividly.
Yuxu Palace,
But he will also take revenge for any slight.
Fortunately, the sea of blood where they are now is an independent space, otherwise, the aura of the Twelve Demon Gods would have been leaked long ago and noticed by bigwigs such as Yunzhong Zhenjun.
"When did this sea of blood become the property of the Styx Sect?"
Qin Mo spoke calmly, confidently, "If I remember correctly, up until now, the Styx Sect has not completely controlled the Sea of Blood, right?! As for raising a demon god, that's because you are ignorant. Even if you announce it to the world, what's the harm?"
With the Heavenly Sword at his side, who is he afraid of?
"you!"
The old man Minghai was almost pissed off by Qin Mo. He didn't expect Qin Mo to be so arrogant. His face became more gloomy and he said coldly, "What if I don't return it?"
"Then I'll only do it once !"
Qin Mo summoned the Nine Heavens Mysterious Tower without saying a word, which hung above his head, dripping down rays of mysterious yellow energy.
"Don't think you're the only one with the Pure Yang magic weapon."
The ancestor of the Nether Sea stretched out his hand and took out a bunch of small blue square flags. As soon as they appeared, the sea of blood began to churn and water vapor filled the air.
But it is the most precious treasure of the Minghe Sect - the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag.
"Really? Then I'll have to learn this for sure." Qin Mo's expression remained unchanged as he summoned the Heavenly Dao Sword. The Zhou Tian Xing Dou sword intent also rose up at the same time, instantly filling the sea of blood.
Beyond the Nine Heavens,
The stars in the sky kept twinkling, as if echoing the supreme sword intent of Qin Mo.
"Tong, Tongtian Lingbao?"
The old man of Minghai was trembling all over and couldn't speak clearly.
As far as he knew, in the world of earthly immortals, the most powerful magic weapon was the Pure Yang Magic Weapon, and the so-called Tongtian Lingbao only existed in legends.
Unexpectedly,
Qin Mo actually summoned a flying sword of Tongtian Lingbao level. How could he not be afraid?
Every hair on his body stood up.
Feeling the awe-inspiring sword intent, the face of the Minghai Patriarch was extremely ugly. He quietly swallowed his saliva, glanced around, and saw that there were no disciples present. His expression eased a little, and he said: "Lianzhen Xingjun, I will return the Twelve Demon Gods to you. How about we end this matter here?"
He really didn't have the confidence to fight against Qin Mo who was holding the Tongtian Lingbao.
Isn't that seeking death?
"Regret now? It's too late!"
Qin Mo, however, took advantage of the situation and was about to test the power of the Heavenly Dao Sword. With a thought, he pinched the sword formula with his hand, and the Heavenly Dao Sword turned into a purple sword light and went straight for the ancestor of the Minghai.
"you!"
Ancestor Minghai was very angry. He could sense that his soul had been locked onto by the flying sword. No matter how he tried to escape, even if he escaped into the void, he could not get rid of it.
There is no other way.
All he could do was to take this blow head-on.
Thinking of this, the old man of Minghai spread out the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag in his hand, which turned into a curtain covering the sky, and wrapped himself up, trying to use the Pure Yang magic weapon to protect his body.
Still not at ease,
The ancestor of the Minghai Sea held up his own life-saving magic weapon, the Bloodthirsty Banner, in front of him. If Qin Mo dared to break the banner, he would kill the twelve demons inside the banner.
While talking,
The purple sword light arrived in an instant, and with a whoosh , it easily pierced through the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag, leaving a big hole.
This is because Qin Mo's strength is limited, and he is unable to unleash the full power of the Heavenly Dao Sword. Otherwise, with one sword, he could have directly shattered the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag.
How could it be easy to obtain the power of the all-powerful magic weapon?
Even so, the old man of Minghai felt painful, but now he could not afford to feel sad. After the Heavenly Dao Sword broke through the defense of the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag , it continued to move forward and went straight for the Bloodthirsty Banner.
Apparently,
Qin Mo actually didn't care about the lives of the twelve demon gods at all.
The face of the Minghai Patriarch turned pale. How could he fight?
Just close your eyes and wait for death.
“Whoosh!”
At this moment, a red flying sword broke through the void and blocked the old man of Minghai, narrowly blocking the Heavenly Sword.
The next moment,
An old man in black robe appeared at the location where the old man of Minghai was, and his aura was even more profound.
It turned out to be a declining celestial being.
And that lipstick-colored flying sword was actually a pure yang magic weapon.
“Ancestor?!”
The old man of Minghai escaped death and was overjoyed.
The one who came was the true guardian of the Minghe Sect - Ancestor Youhai. He usually stayed in seclusion and would only take action when the Minghe Sect was in danger.
For example, right now.
After noticing something strange in the sea of blood, Patriarch Youhai rushed over and rescued Patriarch Minghai at great risk.
The latter is really going to fall,
The Minghe Sect doesn't even have a person to preside over the sect.
We can't let the Youhai Patriarch come to the forefront, right?
Don’t care about face!
"A declining celestial being, a pure yang magic weapon..."
Qin Mo's eyes were deep. These super sects were indeed very profound. He originally thought that a pure yang magic weapon was already the limit, but he didn't expect that they still had another trick up their sleeve.
It really should not be underestimated.
Similarly, the Old Ancestor of the Youhai who appeared in the sea of blood looked at the Heavenly Dao Sword with a hint of greed in his eyes. He stretched out his hand and took the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag in his hand.
In this way,
The ancestor of Youhai held two pure yang magic weapons, one for attack and one for defense, and was not afraid of the threat of the Heavenly Sword.
A magic weapon is just a magic weapon.
How much power can be exerted depends on the person who uses the magic weapon.
Qin Mo's cultivation is obviously far behind that of the Youhai Ancestor.
The situation reversed instantly!
