Chapter 580: Bloody Disaster (Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Mount Wutai!
The entire mountain is covered with Buddhist scriptures, and countless monks are standing on the mountain, all maintaining the same posture!
They are all looking up at the sky.

Although it was still daytime, the earth was dark and people could not feel the bright sunshine.

Because the sky was completely obscured by the surging blood-red ocean.

The blood monks of Mount Wutai looked extremely nervous. They knew that an earth-shattering battle was going on above the sea of ​​blood.

This is a battle involving billions of lives.

The sky above Mount Emei, which is one or two thousand miles away from Mount Wutai, is also covered with blood.

All the disciples of Shushan Sect were paying attention to the battle in the sky.

The battle overhead is crucial!

That was the battle between their Shushan senior brother Dan Chenzi and the demon giant Youquan.

Thousands of Shushan disciples knew very well that if their eldest brother Dan Chenzi was defeated, Shushan would be destroyed today.

Even if the old demon Youquan only took away the spiritual veins of Shushan, their Shushan Sect would no longer exist after today.

A cultivator without spiritual energy will suffer the same fate as a mortal without air.

and……

Youquan’s goal is not just the Shushan spiritual vein!
The goal of this old demon is to obtain the spiritual veins of the world to improve his cultivation, then sacrifice all living beings to become the best of demons through magic means, and finally sacrifice the entire world to connect to the demon world. He not only wants to become the king of magic in the human world, but also the overlord of the demon world.

Therefore, this is no longer a battle for the personal interests of their Shushan Sect.

Xiuxian World,
The human world,
All living things will decide in this battle! Will they be destroyed, or will they survive...

Wang Ming shook his head and sighed, "It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with kind words!"

The old demon Youquan looked at Wang Ming with a playful look and said sarcastically, "Arrogant! You, Danchenzi, didn't learn much from Baimei, but you have learned Baimei's arrogance and conceit even better than him! Haha!!"

The sea of ​​blood that covered the sky was surging like a violent ocean wave.

Youquan shouted, "I still have 9,996 souls. Come and kill me if you dare! Hahahaha!!!"

The wild laughter spread unrestrainedly to all directions of the world.

The cultivators on the top of Mount Shu below felt gloomy when they heard this.

Xuan Tianzong said dejectedly: "Dan Chenzi and I have known each other for hundreds of years. Although he has hidden his strength, he definitely does not have the ability to kill Youquan 9,996 times."

Li Yingqi held onto a huge rock, with a trace of blood still on the corner of his mouth. He said with a look of despair, "Yes! Nine thousand, nine hundred, ninety, six times..."

"This... is... simply... not... something... that a human... can do." Duan Lei murmured with trembling mouth.

"when!"

"when!"

……

Many Shushan disciples did not even realize that they had lost the spiritual swords that they had cultivated with great risk of their lives. They had already fallen into deep despair.

Youquan himself is quite powerful. He can be said to be the person with the highest cultivation level among those who remain in the human world at this time.

The ability to resurrect nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-six times is even more powerless!

Even a strong man like Wang Ming can only support him in killing Youquan five thousand times.

This is only Wang Ming. Others will be killed by Youquan after thirty times, let alone killing Youquan five thousand times.

Youquan is quite powerful, but he is too poor and a loser.

Otherwise, it would be a question whether Wang Ming could kill him once.

Youquan has an unprecedented and unparalleled cultivation base, but he has no magic weapon that can bring out his strength, nor does he have combat skills that can match his cultivation base.

"Go to hell! Dan Chenzi!"

As Youquan thought, the blood cloud covering tens of thousands of miles of the sky began to boil, forming an ugly and hideous human face. The face opened a terrifying mouth, and the next moment it sprayed out a blood-colored energy beam as thick as a bucket.

This move was a blow in which Youquan gathered 50% of the power in the blood cloud formation. If Wang Ming took this blow, his body and soul would be destroyed. The Beiming Rebirth Method would be useless. This move not only shattered the body, but also dissolved the soul. The blood-colored beam passed through Wang Ming's body, and the remaining light poured onto the vast earth.

"Boom!" A mountain shattered.

"Boom boom boom!!!!"

Five more mountains were blown up one after another.

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!" The earth shook, countless rocks rolled down, and the huge sound waves spread in all directions. People thousands of miles away could hear it.

"Disciples of Shushan, listen up, transfer all your skills to me." Xuan Tianzong shouted loudly as he flew into the air. He opened his left palm and a fist-sized golden hollow sphere appeared.

"Golden Sun Wheel! Rise~~"

In an instant, Mount Emei was shrouded by a huge semicircular passport.

Duan Lei and Li Yingqi looked at each other and instantly understood Xuan Tian Zong's intention and immediately transmitted their skills to Xuan Tian Zong through the air.

Duan Lei said loudly: "Disciples of Shushan have no fear of life or death. As long as the mountain is there, people will live. The world will be vast and righteousness will last forever."

The Shushan disciples, who were already somewhat negative, were slightly infected by Duan Lei's resolute and passionate slogan.

"Shushan disciples..."

"The mountain is where the people are..."

"The great heaven and earth, the righteousness lasts forever..."

"The vast world..."

……

"Boom! Buzz——"

The blood-colored light emitted by the Nether Spring Blood Demon passed through several mountains with its remaining force unabated, and crashed into the 'Golden Wheel of the Sun', the treasure of Kunlun, with a loud bang.

"Puff~" Blood spurted out of countless people's mouths, and their bodies fell down weakly.

"Cough cough!!"

Xuan Tianzong and Li Yingqi were also seriously injured in this attack, but they could still maintain a fighting posture. However, their shaky appearance made them look like they could fall down in a gust of wind.

Fortunately, thanks to their desperate protection, Shushan avoided the fate of being destroyed by Youquan's attack.

High in the sky, within the vast sea of ​​blood.

Wang Ming stood tall in the void, his brown cloak fluttering in the wind, and he was not hurt at all by Youquan's attack.

At this moment, Youquan also realized that Wang Ming was a strong rival.

"I don't want to take action. Why do you want to die?" Wang Ming sighed helplessly.

Youquan snorted coldly, "Dan Chenzi, don't think that just because you have the ability to turn reality into illusion, you can be fearless in front of me."

Wang Ming had no expression on his face, he just stared at the ugly old monster Youquan indifferently.

His mental power at this moment was projected a thousand meters away.

On a mountain a thousand meters away.

It is a mountain that is extremely important to the Shushan Sect.

That's Jianshan!

Wan Jianfeng of Shushan!
The swords used by all the disciples of Shushan come from that mountain wind.

There is a hurdle that all new disciples must go through, which is to find a spiritual sword of their own on the Wanjianfeng.

That magic sword will accompany the Shushan disciples through the long years of cultivation.

There is only one person on the mountain at this moment!

A handsome bald young man was struggling with a strangely shaped khaki sword in his hand.

(End of this chapter)