Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old Taoist's green robe shook, and a terrifying pressure rose into the sky. A blood-red array pattern ten thousand feet in size appeared above the cave, and endless red light burst out, instantly covering the entire cave.

Wherever the red light passed, everything was still, the water waves and flowers and plants stopped in place, and the whole world stopped at this moment.

Their bodies seemed to be suppressed by the ten directions of the mountain from a distance, and Jiang Han and the other man were frozen in place, unable to move at all.

Even the Nascent Soul in his body was suppressed, his spiritual energy stagnated, and his sea of ​​consciousness was stirred up by the tremendous force, creating huge waves.

Only the old Taoist was unaffected. He stepped slowly on the water, a sneer hidden in his eyes: "You ignorant young man, the entire cave is under my control. Even if you have a great opportunity and supreme cultivation, I can break it with a single thought."

Although the opportunity is good, it also requires matching strength to maximize its effectiveness.

A young Yuanying, even if he has a promising future, is now just an ant that can be killed by a breath in front of it.

Everything depends on whether it wants to or is willing to do it.

As it took a step, it grabbed with its right hand, and with a flash of green light, the Qinglong Sword turned into a stream of light and fell into its hand.

"Such a treasure should belong to me!"

With the treasure in hand, feeling the elusive and majestic aura, the greed in its eyes could no longer be hidden. Its eyes stared at the sword, its breathing gradually became heavy, and its mind swept over every inch, carefully looking for the special features of this flying sword.

Being able to instantly kill a divine dragon soul across levels without any damage to itself, this treasure must be some kind of soul-related creation.

Maybe it is the key to a cave inherited by some great soul cultivator, which can at the very least greatly improve its strength.

If it can find the inheritance of great soul cultivation through this, this remnant soul may be able to find a new way to the sky, and even reach the realm of the original body.

But after looking at it for a long time, it didn't find anything unusual. This sword seemed to be just a magical flying sword with exquisite restrictions.

However, the more ordinary this sword is, the more extraordinary it is!

The old Taoist's eyes flashed, and he looked up at Jiang Han: "Tell me how you did it just now, and I will allow you to be my servant..."

Before he finished speaking, a creepy feeling came over him. Without time to think, the old Taoist was about to throw the flying sword away, but he was still a step too late.

The flying sword suddenly glowed with a pink luster, and a white and tender hand stretched out from the sword and grabbed the old Taoist's throat.

The old Taoist's face changed drastically, the formation pattern on the top of the cave trembled violently, and a red light shot out and enveloped it.

Thick white hair burst out of its body, a low roar came from its throat, and its hands suddenly clenched the flying sword, as if it wanted to crush it alive.

But all this was in vain. It fought back with all its might, but was unable to move the sword even an inch.

The sword spirit emerged from the sword, and its palm slowly tightened:

"You little thing, you finally fell into my hands."

The old Taoist widened his eyes in disbelief. Being stared at by those eyes made his scalp tingle and his brain go blank. He no longer had the slightest thought of resisting.

That palm carried a power that did not belong to this world. Just the touch made it tremble all over, and it dared not think.

That was a mighty force that not even its original form could contend with. But how could such a force possibly be here? She should be in the great world above the Nine Heavens, how could she be in a remote, low-level world?!

Endless despair surged in the old Taoist's heart. It controlled the operation of the entire cave. The formation here could even kill a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, but at this moment it could not hurt the opponent at all, and could not even move.

It forced its eyelids open and reluctantly turned its eyeballs to look at Jiang Han, its eyes pleading and its throat rolling as if it wanted to utter a syllable.

It didn't know what kind of spirit it was, but it was clearly owned by the young swordsman. If the young swordsman could show some kindness...

puff--

With a muffled sound, the old Taoist's body suddenly collapsed into countless blood-red light spots. Before they could fly far, the sword spirit waved his hand and sucked them into the palm of his hand. The sword spirit condensed them into a blood-red light ball and swallowed them into his stomach.

"Huh...alright."

After the blood pill entered his stomach, the sword spirit's complexion became visibly rosier, and his eyes became more lively.

The soul fragment of the great demon from the upper realm is indeed very nourishing.

She raised her hand and waved it, and the formation pattern above shattered immediately, and a blood-red ball of light slowly fell from the top of the cave.

"I'm afraid you can't use this inheritance, but the secret technique that guy left behind can be used. See if you want to practice it."

When she spoke, she only stared at Jiang Han and actually excluded Bai Mujian.

Bai Mujian didn't care, he just stared at the sword spirit with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

He was originally prepared to burn a drop of blood, draw his sword and kill the old demon soul.

But the sword spirit killed and devoured the upper realm demon soul in the God Transformation Stage with a wave of its hand. She was obviously extremely weak, but the demon soul could not even put up a single resistance and died miserably.

This kind of thing only shows that the other party's rank is much higher than that of the demon soul, so high that the other party dare not even resist.

What is her origin? Where did Jiang Han get such an opportunity?!

In other words, is it a blessing or a curse for her to be with Jiang Han?

Jiang Han reached out to take the blood ball, and with a touch of his mind, he found that in addition to a blood-filled inheritance light ball, there was also a secret technique quietly floating next to it.

"Burning blood and condensing evil!"

This is a secret technique that can absorb the blood evil energy and condense it into a blood evil sword.

Although the grade is not indicated, the fact that it is regarded as a secret technique on par with inheritance by the demon spirits in the upper realm is enough to show how powerful it is.

The jade slip said that the more evil swords one had, the more powerful they were. One sword was enough to get started, ten thousand swords would bring minor success, one million swords would bring major success, and a hundred million swords would bring perfection.

Even the evil sword that has just been condensed has 50% of the power of its own attack.

If it can reach the state of perfection, each sword will have 80% of the power of the cultivator's own attack. At that time, billions of evil swords will be released at the same time, covering the sky and the earth, and destroying the world with a wave of the hand.

Just looking at the description, this is definitely beyond the scope of the ninth level of the Heavenly Rank, and is a powerful secret technique that is absolutely impossible to exist in this world.

Although both are secret techniques for condensing evil spirits, compared to the Xuantian Zhensha Jue he practiced before, this technique can not only condense evil spirits to shock the mind, but also transform blood into evil spirits and condense evil spirits into evil swords, which is equivalent to adding another powerful means of attack.

However, although the old Taoist clearly possessed such a powerful secret technique, he had no chance to use it in front of the sword spirit and died at the first encounter.

So much so that Jiang Han couldn't judge the power of this technique.

We can only know its power after he successfully practices it and tries it out.

He retracted his divine consciousness and pushed the blood ball towards Bai Mujian: "Brother Bai, this is the secret technique of condensing evil into a sword. It should also be suitable for you."

Bai Mujian only glanced at it and pushed it back: "I don't need it, you can keep it. The blood pool there is full of evil spirits, it's a good place for training."

"it is good."

Jiang Han had the same idea. The strength of the demon prince was comparable to his. In addition, there were nearly twenty demon cultivators from the holy clan assisting him. Thousands of transformed demon beasts surrounded and killed him together. Even if he was confident, it would be difficult for him.

But now it is different. The blood pool in front of him is rich in spiritual power and extremely evil. As long as he swallows it all and condenses it into an evil sword together with his own evil spirit, it will be enough to greatly increase his strength.

After thinking about it, Jiang Han no longer hesitated.

He took a leap and landed in the middle of the blood pool. After waving his hand to collect the blood soul flower, a devouring black hole appeared above his head, madly devouring the evil spirit of the blood pool like a whale.

Burning Blood and Condensing Evil was extremely simple. He understood the method of cultivation at a glance and could now practice directly.

Under the moonlight, strands of scarlet blood were swallowed into the black hole, and the pool of blood under him slowly lowered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood light fluctuated on his body, and his suppressed cultivation began to rise again. Three-foot blood swords gradually condensed around him. In just a moment, ten blood swords took shape.

If this continues, it will only take two or three days for the blood pool to be completely devoured and turned into his Blood Evil Sword.