C1155 Hundred ghosts' night walk

Gui Qi, Jun Yue and the rest looked surprised and doubtful as they saw the blood ocean that was shaking non-stop, with a faint burst of astonishing power, they naturally knew that the blood sword was having a big battle with Ling Yun.

However, the blood sea was isolated from their divine sense, so with their cultivation, they had no way of knowing what was happening inside.

"To be trapped in the Blood Sea Sword Mountain, even if Ling Yun has great ability, he would definitely die." Jun Yue sneered, his face was full of joy.

Gui Qi was hiding in the air, his entire body covered by a black robe, only exposing the location of his eyes, but he was also covered by a mass of grayish black mist, looking at the trembling sea of blood, his brows knitted together under the black robe.

He had naturally heard of the Earth Evil Sect's martial skill, Blood Sea Sword Mountain. It was ranked at the peak of the earth-grade and could be compared to normal quasi-heaven level martial skills.

Within the domain, he was the ruler. He could suppress the opponent's strength. The sea of blood constantly corroded the spiritual energy and consciousness of those trapped within.

It could be said that this Blood Sea Sword Mountain had a nine out of ten chance of survival. Not only must he be careful of a sneak attack that he could use at any time, he must also be distracted to keep his spirit clear and bright. Not being affected by that fiendish aura, fifty to sixty percent of his power was already good enough.

No matter how strong Ling Yun was, he was only at the peak of the Martial King. The combat effectiveness was comparable to a normal Martial Emperor, and if his cultivation was suppressed after falling into the Blood Sea Sword Mountain, he would definitely not be able to escape death.

However, why did he always have a trace of uneasiness lingering around him?

Right at this moment, the sea of blood in front of them suddenly began to surge violently, causing it to tremble non-stop. Then, the few of them saw the sea of blood suddenly explode as a figure shot out like a cannonball.

"Is it Ling Yun?"

Jun Yue was slightly stunned, then she coldly looked at the figure that was shot out, a killing intent flashed in her eyes. A blood sword that glowed with a cold light appeared in her hand, and she was about to charge forward to repair it.

"Young Chieftain, something's wrong!" That seems to be … Not Ling Yun! "

A Earth Evil Sect disciple by the side frowned, why is it that the figure that shot out felt very familiar, a light flashed in his eyes, and he was startled, immediately grabbing onto Jun Yue who was about to rush out to fix his wound.

"If it's not Ling Yun, then is it still Senior Brother blood sword?" Without even thinking about it, Jun Yue laughed coldly and was about to berate, but just as he was about to do so, he stared at the figure that was shot out in shock. He swallowed his saliva in disbelief and said bitterly: "Blood … Senior Brother blood sword! "

Pitiful blood sword, she didn't die at Ling Yun's hands, she almost died at the hands of her peers.

"Then" Jun Yue suddenly turned his head to look at the sea of blood.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the huge sea of blood exploded with a loud bang. Blood splashed everywhere, and a figure shrouded in blood mist rushed out.

"Wah!"

The sea of blood was torn apart, and the blood sword's state of mind became unstable. It immediately suffered a backlash, and previously, it had been broken by Ling Yun as well, causing its chest to tremble intensely and it had been barely able to suppress it. Earlier, it was stimulated by Jun Yue almost making a move, but at this moment, it could not hold back anymore and it spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Ling Yun rushed out of the sea of blood, his face was cold and ready to give chase. He did not plan to give the blood sword any opportunity, since the blood sword was very strong.

However, he did not know that his senses were sharp and his mental strength was strong. Moreover, that bit of fiendish aura was not able to affect his mental state. He was caught unprepared and could not give him a chance to attack.

It could be said that the blood sword was knocked senseless, if not, with his peak early stage Martial King cultivation, he would be able to fight against normal middle stage Martial Kings. Even if Ling Yun could defeat him, it would not be so easy, as he would definitely pay a heavy price.

One had to know that there was an enormous gap between them. It was a gap that ordinary people found difficult to cross, or even impossible to cross.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have made it so that Gui Qi and the blood sword would not have the face to join hands and sneak attack him, because this talent of a higher level was simply too terrifying.

As far as they knew, even the most monstrous of individuals would find it impossible to overcome this chasm.

At most, he would only be half a step into the Martial King realm, and he would be able to fight against those Martial Kings who had just broken through to the Martial King realm and had yet to consolidate their power.

That's right, it was a battle without any hope of victory. At most, he would retreat safely.

Of course, this also meant that both parties would only use their own cultivation bases, and would not use spirit weapon s that exceeded their cultivation bases.

A tyrannical spirit weapon or secret treasure, under the situation where the difference in strength was not too great, could easily reverse the situation, even if it was an existence that was bound by the chasm between Martial King and the Martial Monarch.

Without the help of spirit weapon s and other external forces, Ling Yun could fight against a Martial Emperor. It wasn't that there wouldn't be anyone in the future, but it should be an unprecedented feat.

However, this magnificent feat came from his great fortuitous encounters, such as the Hungmeng Supreme Spell and the Tai yin-yang meridian. This was the Body Training Tactics, the Nine Revolutions Soul Refining Tactic.

There was also the existence of an unreplicable Sovereign Pagoda, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to have the memories of his previous life after his rebirth.

At most, Ling Yun reckoned that if he was still cultivating the [Holy Spirit Art] from his previous life, even if he had the memories from his previous life, he would only be able to fight against normal early stage Martial Kings.

"Hundred Ghost Night Walk!" Shadow Dance Kill! "

Just as Ling Yun was about to fly backwards and reveal a terrified expression on his face, a voice that sounded like the sound of a gold iron rubbing against each other slowly sounded out in the air.

A bizarre aura suddenly pervaded the entire space as nebulous fog rose. Waves of cold wind blew, and sharp ghastly howls sounded as one figure after another flew towards Ling Yun with pale white, bloodless bodies.

One after another, gray white nebulous fog rushed into Ling Yun's spiritual space s, trying to disrupt his mind. This was a martial skill that was even stronger than the blood river Sword Mountain, a martial skill with a soul, body and spirit body that attacked simultaneously at the third level.

Ling Yun's expression changed slightly. He could no longer see the blood sword in front of him, and it was as if he had fallen into hell, but this was only an illusion.

However, he could only choose to give up killing the blood sword because if he continued, it was unknown whether or not he would succeed, but he would definitely end up with a serious injury.

In this relic that had become incomparably bizarre, one could be injured, but they absolutely could not be seriously injured. Otherwise, it was possible that they could die at any time.

Although he was unwilling, he could only give up on the blood sword. With a light snort, he activated the Heaven-Devouring Divine Art and instantly swallowed the specter that was trying to invade the spiritual space.

While dealing with those ghost-like figures, which were the Yin Puppet s refined by the Dark Moon Palace, he vigilantly looked around. He did not forget that Gui Qi was the greatest threat.