Ninth-level fairy

Du Fang stood up, and his originally shriveled flesh suddenly became smooth again. Red blood was flowing all over his body. The red blood kept flowing rapidly, quickly irrigating his shriveled body.

In just a blink of an eye, Du Fang's broad shoulders became thin.

The thick muscles begin to contract.

Bai Zhi could hardly believe her eyes:

A woman with slender shoulders, a thin waist, soft lips and clear eyebrows stood in front of him.

"who are you?"

She couldn't help but ask in confusion.

A charming female voice came out from Du Fang's mouth:

"I am Mo Ling, the God of Death born between heaven and earth!"

"Evil spirit! You must be the real immortal!"

"You're right!" Du Fang suddenly laughed wildly, looking up to the sky. Her laughter was filled with a woman's sharp voice: "Offer your sweet blood as a sacrifice to your gods!"

His whole body suddenly flew up into the sky.

Bai Zhi snorted coldly:

"You think I'm afraid of you? The Green Emperor killed you back then. Today, I will follow the example of the sage!"

Bai Zhi gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot, and growled shrilly, "The Nine Palaces Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, with the blood of the Green Emperor, is revealed!"

As she growled, a red bead floated out from the hilt of the Blood Rainbow Sword.

Countless blue swords of energy emerged from the blood-colored bead, forming nine huge swords of energy that constantly circled and swirled in the air, forming a Taoist diagram that seemed to be from the ancient world.

It spun rapidly and strangled Du Fang's body.

Li Qingshuang was suddenly stunned.

She had seen this so-called sword formation in the ancient tomb, but she didn't expect that at this time, the Lord of Longyuan would be summoned out from the Star Sea Pearl.

A magical scene happened:

Du Fang held Chengying in his hand, and a sinister, ghostly aura pierced the sword formation. The blue swords were immediately invaded and corroded by the sinister ghost energy, slowly dissolving into the light curtain.

The Chengying Qi sword, carrying a sinister ghostly aura, suddenly soared into the sky, pointing directly at the bright moon in the night sky above the nine heavens.

Bai Zhi immediately held the sword across her chest, forming thirteen emerald green light curtains.

Du Fang flew down, his sword was as powerful as a bamboo breaking through a bamboo pole, like a needle piercing through a piece of paper, passing through thirteen light screens, and with a "whoosh", it sank into the immortal platform between Bai Zhi's eyebrows.

Baizhi let out a painful scream, fell backwards and fell down.

The sword carried her body and pierced into her white soul.

This sword pierces through countless blood feuds and deep hatreds:

The pain of Uncle Xuanzhen being killed, the pain of the entire Lingxiao family being wiped out, the pain of his family being turned into human pigs, the pain of Lingxiao's 3,600 disciples being sacrificed, and the pain of his own arms and feet being cut off.

The sword's power was undiminished, and blood spurted out of Bai Zhi's body. Her entire body was pierced by the black sword light, and the white phantom was forced out of her body by the power of the sword.

Everyone looked at the two figures in the sky in amazement.

Bai Zhi suddenly let out a strong and unwilling roar. The imperial blood in her body seemed to have awakened the only remaining holy soul of the Green Emperor in the Nine-Eyed Star Sea Pearl.

From the pierced sea of ​​consciousness, a black and red sword beam shot out into the sky, entwined with the Star Sea Pearl, and fell into the magic sword Xuehong in his hand.

A desolate, ancient groan emanated from the sword.

The blood rainbow seemed to have gained intelligence and remembered the scene of its previous owner dying in this place.

A fierce murderous aura trembled and jumped up from the sword, and the sword completely shook Du Fang's body apart.

Bai Zhi's whole body was suddenly filled with strength. She looked at the Star Sea Pearl in surprise. This was the magic weapon used by the Qing Emperor to attain enlightenment. She was a descendant of the Qinghua Empress.

His own imperial blood flows in his body, and this imperial blood awakens the power within.

There was a strange smile on Du Fang's face. He suddenly jumped up and raised the shadow in his hand to the sky. Under the bright moon, all the cultivators watching the battle around Lingxiao Mountain immediately felt a pain as if their souls were being torn apart.

It was as if during those nine days, lines of blood like fish hooks emerged from the Chengying Sword, forcibly hooking his soul out from the warmth of his body.

All the Lingxiao disciples standing on the Yunhai Square suddenly had painful and distorted expressions. A white shadow was hooked out from above Baihui's head.

Struggling to merge into the hilt of the Chengying sword.

Li Qingshuang stared blankly at Du Fang, who had already become possessed by the devil, and suddenly said:

"Junior brother has changed! He's not just a human being!"

Suddenly she held her head in pain, feeling the pain of her soul being torn apart.

Xuan Ji Zhenren had the highest cultivation level and the broadest knowledge. As soon as he felt the pain of his soul being torn apart, a dark green Taoist diagram immediately rose from his hand and enveloped Li Qingshuang's painful body.

Suddenly, Xuan Ji's entire body began to tremble, blood began to burst out of his seven orifices, and his lips trembled as he kept repeating:

"Du Fang...Du Fang has been possessed by a demon...Only you...please save him..."

Suddenly, his whole body was sucked up.

At this moment, Bai Zhi chanted a spell with one hand, swung out a flying sword, stabbed it at Du Fang's eyebrows, and roared fiercely:

——The Art of Flying Immortal!

The majestic flying fairy thrust out his sword, almost penetrating time and space.

However, Du Fang's entire body suddenly disappeared. In his place, a Taoist priest in a purple robe, wrapped in thick blood, stood there! His body was unusually hard. It was Xuan Ji, the head of Ling Xiao.

His body was grabbed by Du Fang, who infused it with the power of his immortal bloodline to use it to block the sword.

The power of the blood rainbow remained undiminished, and a deep crack was cut in the Cloud Sea Square. The corpses of countless white-clothed disciples were turned into blood mist by the sword's energy. In the Cloud Sea Square, the residual force of the Flying Immortal Slash continued, carrying Xuan Ji's body across the sky and nailing him to the statue of the Three Pure Ones.

The statue slowly cracked open, and Xuan Ji's face was covered in blood.

Li Qingshuang was standing on the sword-fighting stage and suddenly became confused.

As soon as Xuan Ji died, the dark green Taoist diagram also disappeared.

There are no more blood lines in the night sky that suck people's souls.

Her eyes were filled with hesitation and disbelief. Suddenly, the scene in the Tomb of the Human Emperor flashed through her mind:

Above the Lingyuan behind Jianmen, the white mist was blown away, and Li Qingshuang saw the scene at that time:

A huge blood-red sword light slashed down from the air—

The white-robed disciples turned into a bloody mist, the Yunhai Square was cut in half by a sword, the statues of the Three Pure Ones were cracked, and Master Xuanji spurted blood and was nailed to the top of the statue's head by a sword.

At that time, she was cold all over, and she couldn't help asking herself in her heart:

"Is this Lingxiao's fate in the future? Even the immortals can't save the Lingxiao Sword Sect from extermination?"

But now, everything that was demonstrated in the Tomb of the Human Emperor has become a reality.

But this truth is too cruel and brutal.

This was simply unacceptable to her.

The person he loved the most, his most beloved uncle and his dearest disciple, were killed in front of him.

Li Qingshuang's long hair suddenly spread out, and she roared to the sky:

……ah……

However, Du Fang in the night sky turned a blind eye. He seemed to see the sadness of his senior sister below, but also seemed not to see it.

In the pupils of both eyes, there was only the blood-red silhouette of Bai Zhi.