As the fierce blade energy poured down, Nie Feng’s aura continued to rise, and the swiftness of his blade continued to increase.
The Blood Blade Demon Technique is similar to a blood-burning technique, where each slash is powered by blood, and as long as there is enough blood, the power will never end.
However, even for Nie Feng, who was a Qilin Demon, it was impossible for him to burn his blood endlessly.
The moment his demon blade reached its strongest point was also his weakest moment. Because that meant that his essence blood was about to dry up.
And that moment was soon to come.
“Boom boom boom ——”
The sword qi kept pouring onto the Golden Bell Shroud with such swiftness that the Golden Bell Shroud had no time to recoil. The golden light dimmed and cracks began to appear on the golden bell, which was decorated with countless Sanskrit inscriptions.
The Golden Bell Shroud was almost unable to support itself, but the time was almost upon us.
The time, soon ——”
“It’s here.”
Qing Yu fiercely raised his arms as his strong and overwhelming true qi exploded out. At this moment, he exploded out all of this strength of his, the earth essence was absorbed, and the nine times true qi caused the entire grotto to tremble.
With his hands joined together, Buddha’s light blossomed out, and his bright true qi coalesced into a huge Buddha statue, sending out an incomparably powerful strike.
Man and God are united, only I am invincible, Rulai breaks!
The supreme Buddha’s light clearly clarifies the devil’s Qi and strikes the body of the Qilin Demon, which has accumulated a fierce and destructive Qi.
The Qilin Demon, who had consumed a lot of blood, could only hiss in vain in the face of this powerful Buddha’s power, but was unable to stop his body from being destroyed.
The Qilin Demon’s strong resilience was the difficulty that Qing Yu had to face in defeating Nie Feng. If he did not have the ability to destroy his demon body with a single blow, he could only deplete his resilience.
By consuming Nie Feng’s blood, the Bloodshed Demon Technique was sapping his resilience so that Qing Yu could kill him with a single blow.
Out of the bright Buddha light, a snowy sword suddenly emerged. In the darkness, a ravenous wolf hissed, and the ferocious sword Greedy Wolf stabbed straight through Nie Feng’s forehead, penetrating his skull with a sword that transcended his ability to see.
“Ding, congratulations to the host, killing the four and a half star villain – Qilin Demon Nie Feng, gaining items: Snow Drinking Blade (five stars), Qilin Demon Blood (five stars), martial arts inheritance: ‘Demon Blade’ (four and a half stars), ‘Wind God Leg’ (four and a half stars), ‘Step Wind Foot Shadow’ (four stars), ‘Ice Heart Skill’ (four stars).”
The Snow Drinking Sword, forged from the “White Dew” left behind by Nuwa in the Wind and Cloud world, is the coldest under the heavens and is incompatible with the Qilin Demon Blood in Nie Feng’s body, which is why this Snow Drinking Sword was casually flicked away by Qing Yu’s Golden Bell Shroud.
This is the reason why the Snow Drinking Sword was blown away by Qingyu’s Golden Bell Shroud. The Qi-Lin Devil’s Blood is made from the blood of the cultivated Devil’s Sword and the hostile Qi of the destroyed Dragon Vein. The original qilin blood, although extraordinary, was for the unearthly to the point of five stars. After all, the origin of the Fire Qilin had been deeply hidden, and the quality of the mad blood flowing through Nie’s family was far inferior to that of the dragon’s origin.
However, being nourished by the demonic blood and hostile qi, it was causing this qilin blood to become the fierce and absolute qilin demonic blood. If Qingyu wanted to cultivate the Devil’s Blade, he could simply absorb this Qilin Devil’s Blood, and there was no need to make any great effort to configure the Devil’s Blood.
As for martial arts, it must be said that the “Wind God Leg” is Nie Feng’s heavenly destiny martial art, and it matches his destiny perfectly. He had actually allowed the “Wind God Legs” to break through the limits and become a four and a half star martial art.
“Three parts to Yuan Qi, seven parts to Heaven’s Destiny.” Qing Yu thought of the life of the Xiong Gang Master again.
The world of Hong Kong comics is all about destiny, and everything is linked to fate. The legendary world of the Son of Heaven next door has a direct destiny hang, like Ying Zheng, who was as strong as his twenties before he inherited the throne at the age of 13, and could hey, hey, hey, and cultivate to Tong Shen.
Don’t ask why he is so strong, ask is the true dragon’s destiny, open hang.
“To completely digest the qilin demon blood, you still have to pa*s through the gods, so wait a little. By then maybe we can shape up a new vest.
And the ‘Devil’s Blade’ ——”
Qing Yu estimated, “Let’s experiment and see if the ‘Devil Blade’ can create cannon fodder of True Dan realm battle power. I don’t think the success rate will be high though.”
The devil’s blood needed to cultivate the “Devil’s Blade” was configured from various supreme poisonous substances, if one was not strong enough, they would be directly eroded by the toxicity and turned into a puddle of blood.
It was still possible for Qing Yu to create a few uncontrolled demon-infused swordsmen, but to create cannon fodder for a large number of people was a long shot.
Still, everything had to wait until he had practiced. Anyway, today Qing Yu was not short of money, he had a country to support him.
As for the “Ice Heart Skill”, Qing Yu’s current state of mind no longer required this kind of martial art. Back at the Innate Realm, Qing Yu had begun to focus on his mind state, and after so many stages had pa*sed, Qing Yu’s mind state was no longer something that a ‘Ice Heart Skill’ could help.
With a familiar blur before his eyes, Qing Yu was once again back in the black cavernous statue of the Tongtian.
At this moment, the sound of fireworks blooming outside was still ringing. In the early hours of the New Year’s Day, the divine capital of Northern Zhou was not short of wealthy families setting off fireworks.
The most lively of these was the Imperial Palace. In order to celebrate his daughter’s first New Year, the Emperor of the Northern Zhou had asked the fire priests to create countless fireworks, just waiting to be released today.
The festive atmosphere of the New Year filled the entire divine capital, with every household celebrating the arrival of the new year, and Qing Yu was probably the only one who was silently alone in the pitch darkness.
“Looks like I have a lonely life too ——”
Qing Yu smiled indifferently and once again entered into deep cultivation.
How could there be a lack of solitude when one wanted to become a strong person at the top. The further one climbed to the top, the fewer fellow travelers there would be, and the more lonely one would be.
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It was also the same night in the True Martial Sect.
On Wanfa Peak, Xuan Goblet covered the demented Xuan Feng with a quilt and gently walked out of the newly built thatched hut on the peak.
Outside, Xuan Zhen, who was working with Qing Yu, stood quietly on the side of the cliff at the summit.
The New Year at the True Martial Arts Sect is actually similar to that of ordinary people. These Daoist priests, who were adopted by the True Martial Arts Sect since they were children, treat the Sect as their home, and at New Year’s time they also clean all the houses and palaces and hang up festive red lanterns.
However, this year, the New Year was a quiet one for the True Martial Sect.
It was not only because the conflict between the two factions had become more and more acute, but also because Sect Leader Xuan Chen had been in seclusion to heal his wounds, and the two peak masters of Red Bright Peak and Kun Yin Peak had not yet recovered from their serious injuries.
On their way back from the Daoist Conference, the True Martial Sect and their group encountered an attack by the Blood Demon Sect, killing all of their disciples and seriously injuring both the Sect Leader and the Peak Master.
One of the Three Elders of True Martial Arts, Tongming, has still not awakened and relies on the remaining two Elders to infuse his true qi to sustain his life.
With a small percentage of the top echelon seriously injured, the True Martial Sect was in no mood for celebration, and naturally would not be ready to celebrate.
However, Xuan Zhen had come tonight for more than just the serious injuries to the Sect Master and the others.
