I long to return home!

"King Kong subdues demons!"

With a loud shout, Wu Nian clasped his hands together, and his body shone with golden light, giving rise to a Vajra Buddha several feet tall.

With each step the Vajra Buddha took, it left a deep pit in the ground. When it arrived beside the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King, before the king could adjust its state, it tightly grabbed the huge purple wings with both hands to prevent the king from flying.

This action was highly effective. Jiang Xiaodao charged forward with his sword, the blazing flames striking the massive body and spreading the fire throughout its entire length.

Xu Tao and Mu Xiyao formed hand seals and used their dual sword technique once again. Finally, Xu Tao danced with his sword alone, and the Snowfall Sword stirred up a sky full of snow, which condensed into a giant ice sword that descended from the sky.

The ice swords shattered upon striking the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King's hard body, and the shattered ice fragments coalesced again into small ice swords, falling like a rain of swords once more.

After a series of crackling sounds, purple blood began to flow from the body of the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King. He felt the pressure; if the battle continued, his foundation as a quasi-seventh-level cultivator would be damaged, and if the battle did not end soon, his nearly thousand years of cultivation would also decline.

"How dare you!"

The Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle King no longer concealed its strength. It forcibly broke free of the prayer beads with its wings and slashed forward with its sharp claws, pinning the Vajra Buddha formed by Wu Nian to the ground, rendering it unable to move.

He then roared to the sky, and strands of purple lightning flowed from his body, mercilessly bombarding the charging cultivators.

The power of the purple lightning was such that in no time, the mountains within a radius of twenty or thirty miles were blasted into ruins, and many magical beasts were reduced to dust.

He then flung out several purple feathers capable of piercing mountains, delivering a fatal blow to the surrounding cultivators.

Jiang Xiaodao quickly made a hand seal, throwing out a huge longsword and spinning it to protect his companions behind him as much as possible. Xu Tao plunged the Snowfall Sword into the ground, and an ice phoenix flew out, spreading its icy wings to protect the two of them, just as Xu Tao had protected Mu Xiyao.

After the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King slammed the Vajra Buddha deep into the ground with a heavy claw, it leaped into the sky and opened its mouth to gather a ball of purple lightning powerful enough to destroy everyone!

However, when the purple lightning ball was halfway gathered, a murderous intent that frightened him came. Following the murderous intent, he found that a monstrous blood aura was rising from the ruins of the destroyed mountain, and a strong malevolent energy emanated from it, staining the sky red.

The Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King never expected that when the ruins exploded, a flash of red light appeared inside, and Huai Zhen, who had been blown away by him and was nowhere to be seen, suddenly appeared. His eyes were bloodshot, his face was ferocious, and he was wildly slashing at the back of the king with a blood sword.

He swung his sword again and again, his powerful body severing one blood sword after another. Even so, Huai Zhen did not stop swinging his sword, breaking one blood sword and then creating another.

He shouted hysterically, "Give Ling Jiao back to me!"

Finally, the tearing pain in his back caused the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King to stop gathering the purple lightning ball, and purple lightning surged from its sharp eagle eyes.

The next moment, his massive body was covered in purple lightning, which struck Huai Zhen and made him howl repeatedly. Even so, he still did not give up and was determined to disembowel this damned Purple Winged Lightning Eagle King, even though it hurt!

The fierce electric current soon left him covered in blood, parts of his body mangled and bloody. Even so, he persisted, grabbing a few feathers and aiming at a chisel.

Finally, through Huai Zhen's perseverance, the blood-red longsword pierced through the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King's tough skin, with half of the blood-red sword embedded straight into the skin on its back.

How could the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle, as the emperor, tolerate such provocation? After letting out a cry of pain, it quickly turned its body, and Huai Zhen, losing its balance, fell downwards.

Taking advantage of this moment, the Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle King opened its sharp claws, intending to crush the hateful person in front of it into a pulp. As the giant claws fell, Huai Zhen once again condensed his blood energy into a sword to protect himself. The sharp claws quickly shattered the blood sword, and as some of the claws pierced into Huai Zhen's skin, his head began to throb with pain again, and his scattered memories began to reassemble.

This time he saw it clearly: a pool of lightning. In a daze, he saw Lei Mengying's face, but Lei Mengying was quite young at that time, so he couldn't be sure for a moment.

The scene shifts, and the memories in my mind are just like now, with the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King holding me down... The memories come to an abrupt end.

However, this time the situation was different. Huai Zhen, in pain, put his hands in front of him, trying to use his physical strength to prevent the sharp claws from completely piercing his chest.

He roared, his whole body swirling with blood energy, as if he had inexhaustible strength. He used his physical strength to push out the sharp claws that had pierced his body, and even had the strength to control his blood energy to transform into blood swords that attacked the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King's relatively thin abdomen.

Although these blood swords were undoubtedly only at the Foundation Establishment stage, the malevolent energy they carried did not discriminate based on cultivation level. Even if the cultivation level was much higher, when the swords were shattered by the attack on the abdomen, the malevolent energy within them would adhere to the skin, making it feel as if the skin was being eroded by flames, with the malevolent energy constantly seeping into the skin.

The Purple-Winged Thunder Eagle King, in pain, abandoned his plan to crush him into mincemeat. He could already feel the instability in his cultivation, and if he didn't adjust soon, he would be finished.

With a light leap, he flew into the air and vigorously flapped his wings, sending Huai Zhen flying thousands of meters away. He watched as Huai Zhen's body smashed through one mountain peak after another, and finally spat out a ball of lightning from his mouth to blast him away.

Seeing the thunderball explode and destroy the mountain, the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King was finally free of worries and no longer wanted to get entangled with cultivators. He quickly went into seclusion to reach the seventh-level Nascent Soul cultivation.

Anyway, these cultivators are seriously injured and cannot leave the Hundred Thousand Mountains for a short time. Once their cultivation breaks through, he will chase after them and, with his Nascent Soul stage speed, he will definitely be able to hunt them down in the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

"You lot, I will come back to slaughter you after I break through my cultivation level."

Unexpectedly, no sooner had the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle Emperor finished speaking than the familiar killing intent struck again. Using the blood sword embedded in his back as a medium, Huai Zhen used the Blood Escape Technique to instantly teleport a thousand meters away, appearing on his back and stomping heavily on him.

Caught off guard, perhaps because his cultivation had already begun to decline, the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King's massive body was kicked down.

Huai Zhen's eyes were bloodshot as he calmly said, "I remember now, I killed you!"

As his memories returned, he opened his eyes and found himself standing on the mountainside of a volcano, feeling his own body. A blood-red halberd had appeared in his hand, and first and second-tier magical beasts kept surging towards him.

Looking out, he saw a purple-winged thunder eagle with a broken leg roaring and charging towards him with endless lightning on the horizon!

Although I can't remember exactly what happened, that battle was extremely bloody. There was no one around me, and all I could do was wield my blood halberd and kill one monster after another.

Finally, enveloped in such overwhelming malevolent energy, he beheaded the purple-winged thunder eagle...

At that moment, to the astonishment of the crowd on the ground, Huai Zhen stretched out his right hand and grabbed at the thick neck of the Purple Winged Thunder Eagle King.

Instantly, the sky and earth changed color, turning crimson. At this moment, Xue Wu's past figure began to overlap with Huai Zhen's present figure.

At the same time, he shouted, "Blood Slaughter!"