The next two days were quiet and uneventful.
Tan Wuyin hid very tightly, not showing any trace of him. The people of the Hall of Desperate Fate even suspected that he had left Northern Zhou, as they searched all over Shu Xi Mansion and several towns around it, but found no trace of Tan Wuyin.
Qing Yu’s two bodies were divided, one sitting outside the Cold Palace, protecting Xuan Zhen, and the integrated body hiding the Mirror Man, acting in the shadows. There was also one soul, which entered the old body and stayed in the mountain manor to keep watch.
When the third day came, the rabbit really came.
The sun was setting in the west, leaving a glow like blood. The enemy arrived under this sun-drenched sky.
The river of blood that rolled by seemed to merge with the light of the setting sun, and with a blood-coloured glow, the figure appeared in the air outside the hill.
“The river of blood is flowing, ferrying through a thousand years.”
The familiar ‘Devil Soul Calling Blood Sound’, the familiar poetic hymn, caused Qing Yu’s face, who was sitting on his knees in the pavilion, to change, “Ling Blood Ferry.”
Qing Yu did not expect that the rabbit he was waiting for would be this one.
Qing Yu had seen all of Ling Blood Du’s performance in the Tai Zhen Palace back then, this was an extraordinary Tong Shen powerhouse, he was not something that could be compared to his past opponents.
Most importantly, Ling Blooddust had a backhand left behind by the Blood Demon Sect Master. It was not known whether this backhand had been retracted after the Discourse Meeting.
Qing Yu had scruples in his heart, but he had no intention of retreating and avoiding.
For one thing, although Ling Blood Du was strong, he knew a lot, so if he could get something out of him, he might be able to immediately identify the person behind him.
Secondly, this body of Qing Yu is originally an old body, broken and dead, and it is not a worry.
In the air outside the mountain villa, rivers of blood flowed, reflecting with the setting sun, Ling Blooddust was still dressed in blood clothes and blood hair, this blood-coloured youth drew out his blood sword in his sleeve, countless blood-coloured sword qi swung down.
“Demon Dao Qing Yu of the Northern Zhou, I am entrusted by someone to take your small life.”
There was no lack of contempt in his words. Although Ling Blooddust had little reputation previously, after the Daoist Conference, his reputation had spread rapidly throughout the world.
He had faced off against a Tong Shen realm expert from the True Martial Sect of Dragon Tiger Mountain without losing out, and afterwards he had even deterred Pei Dongliu with the backhand of the Blood Demon Sect Master, causing the Demon Daoist side to retreat in one piece.
He became so famous that the world gave him the name of “Blood Crossing Thousand Autumns”.
“The Cycle of Heaven.”
The sudden appearance of the Taiji Qi shape turned the wind and clouds, twisting the sword qi, which fell into the vortex of Qi energy and scattered in chaos.
Qing Yu’s figure appeared in the air, his arm waved, and the Taiji vortex burst apart, countless blood raining down, corroding countless deep traces on the ground and on the houses.
“Ling Blooddust, you and the poor dao do not cross river water, why have you come to seek trouble today?”
Qing Yu’s eyes were fixed on the blood-coloured youth, seemingly very annoyed that this Tong Shen powerhouse of the Blood Demon Sect had come to his door.
“Didn’t I tell you, Ling? I was entrusted by someone,” Ling Blood Du licked his lips, not revealing a bit of his mouth, “but now, Ling will be more than entrusted by someone ——”
His eyes were steeply red, the blood of his pupils spreading to the whites of his eyes, making his eyes blood-coloured, “What pure blood, just by sensing it from afar, it makes it hard for me to pull myself away, if I can absorb it ——”
Perhaps this is thirty years of river east and thirty years of river west, before it was Qing Yu who was coveting other people’s essence blood, now it’s Ling Blood Du who is coveting Qing Yu’s essence blood.
After refining the dragon element, the life force of Qing Yu’s body was extremely amazing. As a manifestation of its vitality, the essence blood naturally rose, causing even the Tong Shen realm Blood Dao powerhouse Ling Blood Du to deeply desire it.
“Bring it! A river of blood.”
The blood sword rose to kill, and when it swung out, the river of blood followed it. The river of blood that rolled out seemed to be virtual or real, both like it was made of qi energy and like it was formed by the confluence of real blood, each of which was so mysterious that even Qing Yu’s Heavenly Son Qi Sighting Technique could hardly see it for a while.
”Ling blood ferry, very strong, it seems there is no way to act.”
Originally, Qing Yu had thought of acting out a wave of drama, deliberately protecting the houses below, creating the illusion that Xuan Zhen was here, and using this downwind drama to make Ling Blooddust, the villain, spout off words that he shouldn’t.
But reality proved that such a charade had absolutely no chance of success. Let alone the fact that Ling Blooddust’s intelligence was not that low, his strength alone would not allow it.
With Qing Yu’s old body against Ling Blood Du, if he still thought of acting, he would be sending a sheep into a tiger’s mouth, giving this body to Ling Blood Du as rations.
“Heavenly Fire Start a Prairie.”
The majestic fire energy rose to the sky, adding another red color to the sunset scene. In the Li Gua’s meteorological display, the fire energy rushed up to the sky and devoured the clouds, steaming the river of blood into a blood-coloured mist.
Qing Yu was not a half-wit like Ji Dan, as the fire energy of the Heavenly Flame rose up, and the violent temperature change caused the mountain below to burst into flames, and was in a sea of fire in a flash.
“Ha, it seems that down there is really not Xuan Zhen’s retreat, but it’s not too bad to kill you.”
Ling Blooddust was not surprised by this scene, after all, he had already spoken with that person by spell formation before. Whether he killed Qing Yu or Xuan Zhen, the favour between the two of them had been written off.
From what he had seen so far, Ling Blooddust had to kill Qing Yu. It was not because of the favor deal, but because of Qing Yu’s pure blood.
“Blood Pillar Dragon Shadow.”
The blood sword in Ling Blood Du’s hand faded away from the blood light, revealing its true appearance for the first time. The sword, which seemed to be forged in bronze, was drenched in blood, with blood spirits wailing on the sword, and even a blood dragon surrounding the entire sword, swimming slowly on it.
Dragon Shadow, once the tenth on the famous sword list, but now it had been dipped in a river of blood and had become the Blood Spirit Dragon Shadow in Ling Blooddust’s hand.
“Sword Blood Thousand Slaughter.”
The blood dragon roared, as if it was about to break free from the sword, Ling Blood Du’s vertical sword swirled, thousands of sword shadows whistled, and countless blood souls opened their mouths to hiss, releasing a whistling soul demonic sound.
The tide of blood-coloured swords came in a frenzy, the momentum of which was far greater than that of heavenly fire. Faced with this horrifying sight, Qing Yu’s face did not move as his palms drew the fire, drawing on the after-effects of the Heavenly Fire to invoke the fire of heaven and earth.
“Boom…”
As the mountain below was completely enveloped in flames, Qing Yu stood in the air and drew the flames to blast the tide of blood-coloured swords.
The Seventh Absolute of Heaven and Earth – Heaven and Earth – Fire burns the wilderness.
The flames rushed to the sky, the fire of heaven and earth collided with the tide of blood-coloured swords, and the flames devoured the blood spirit, causing a clash of extreme moves on this mountain.
“Boom…”
The light of the setting sun was covered by two reds, one fiery red, the other blood red, splitting this sky into two different worlds.
“Ooooooooooo ——”
The blood spirits were swallowed by the fire energy, leaving only a resentful whimper of resentment in the air. But the blood-coloured sword tide was also splitting the fire of heaven and earth, causing the flames to scatter in all directions, igniting a crimson red in this great mountain.
The autumn weather made the flowers and trees wither, and when the flames fell, they became a sea of fire, and in the blink of an eye, this place was transformed into a mountain of flame.
