Chapter 479: Blood-transforming Divine Sword Washing the Sky

"After the head of Bintian, our Blood-Crafting Sect did not even defend the Red Blood Mountain, Xuexiao Peak, Blood Dragon Peak, Blood Battle Peak..., all the foundations left by these ancestors were lost. Now, we are the Blood-Crafting Sect where the Ancestral Hall is located. Although those foreign enemies are masters in the Nascent Soul Stage, we have to make them pay the price they deserve to raid our Blood-Crafting Sect no matter what!"

"The Chuan Gong is right, and you have to take a cushion before dying! We are not even afraid of death, what else can we fear?" Liu Peng felt a wave of palpitations and pain, his throat as if it was blocked by something, but he still waved his one-arm and shouted indignantly, his eyes filled with blood.

In recent years, the blatant oppression of major sects, the current pain of extermination, and the sarcasm of other sects, have caused the resentment of the disciples of the Blood-Crafting Sect to explode in this instant. People in the Demonic Way have always been cold-blooded and ruthless, and have a heart of snakes and scorpions, but when they reach the extreme, they will also have their blood and be full of madness.

Especially disciples like Elder Chuan Gong who have been involved in the Blood-Crafting Sect since they were born, their feelings for the Blood-Crafting Sect are even more comparable to those of ordinary people. At the critical moment of life and death, they aroused their determination to take everything. There was a sense of determination to die on their faces. It was difficult to connect these tragic and exciting men in front of them with those who were just sad and staggering.

"Crazy Heart, Hua Zhi Zi, you two are the best among my disciples of the Hua Xue Sect. Wait for a while, when the Hun Zhazi and others break through the Blood Transformation Formation, it is the most chaotic moment. You take the classics of our Blood Transformation Sect to escape. Remember, no matter what happens, you must try your best to escape!"

The guardian elder who had been standing aside took out two blood-colored storage rings from between his sleeves and handed them to Huaxinzi and Hua Zhizi.

At this moment, Hua Xinzi and Hua Zhizi, who had been fighting for decades intrigue for the position of the leader, also showed a tragic look on their faces. They looked at each other and fell to the ground, taking the blood-colored storage ring into their hands.

"Everyone, we will launch the blood-transforming array with all our strength so that they can also see that my blood-transforming sect is not that easy to mess with!" Elder Chuan Gong flew over his position again.

"Gee, the remnants of the Blood-Crafting Sect, if you are about to die, you will surrender quickly. You are simply overestimating your own abilities and asking for trouble!" The Soul-Zhanzi, dressed in black, roared and flew out of the void. In this long roar, the Soul-Zhanzi pointed his fingers, and countless green flames condensed into green fire snakes, burning wildly towards the blood-Crafting Array.

True Lord Li Tong flew to the left of the Soul-Slaying Zi, pinching the magic trick in his hand. A small yellow hill flew straight from his hand. The hill was heavy and heavy. When it was shaking, small yellow thunders stormed straight down from the hill.

Although the Blood Showman was known as the Blood Showman, he had nothing to do with the Blood Transformation Sect. The reason why he had the title of Blood Showman was entirely because there were too many people killing in his hands. At this time, the pretty face was full of evil and blood-threatening banners that contained blood threads, and as the blood light flashed, the blood mist on the blood-transformation array was washed away by seven minutes!

"Everyone, the blood-transforming array is already at the end of its strength. We will work harder. As long as we break through him, the treasure of the Blood-transforming Sect will be ours!"

A ferocious smile appeared on the face of the Skeleton Heavenly Lord, which was only a little hard-skinned, and a skeleton, which was like a hill, suddenly spit out a trace of gray-white light towards the blood-transforming array.

On the towering Xuexiao Peak, Yi Chu stood proudly. As the mountain wind whistled, a faint green dress fluttered in the wind.

After leaving Xuexiao Peak, it has been more than ten years in a flash. Yi Chu, who was standing on Xuexiao Peak, was filled with emotion. At this time, he was at the top of Xuexiao Peak, and saw the blood and energy soaring into the sky above the Blood Transformation Peak, as well as the green and yellow light that was bombarded closely by the blood.

"Master, the Blood-Crafting Sect is in crisis, and I'm afraid it won't last long!" The Ancestor Guiming, who stood respectfully behind Yi Chu, looked at the gray and white rays that suddenly spit out from the huge skeleton, and said in a deep voice.

Although the ancestor Guiming looked like Li Qiuyan at this time, the momentum of his Nascent Soul master was unobstructed and could not be concealed. A stream of gloomy and slaughtering aura kept surrounding him.

Yi Chu looked at the blood mist that was constantly dissipating and said lightly: "If I want to join the Blood-Crafting Sect, I will definitely take action when the Blood-Crafting Sect is the most critical to save the Blood-Crafting Sect between life and death. Only in this way can I kill two birds with one stone. Otherwise, I would have to take some means."

He pointed his hand at the gradually dissipating blood mist, and Yi Chu continued: "Although the blood-transforming array is dissipating, as the guardian array of the Blood-transforming Sect, it is not without the power of counterattack. Just watch the show slowly."

The ancestor Guiming did not speak anymore. Although he was as smart as before, his complete surrender to Yi Chu made him unable to raise any doubts about Yi Chu's decision.

"Look, there are still many people watching there. Although the Blood-Crafting Sect has declined, after all, a lean camel is bigger than a horse. When it is destroyed, there are still many people eyeing it!" Yi Chu's divine light flashed, pointed lightly at the not far away, and said lightly again.

Following Yi Chu's finger, the ancestor Gui Ming found that there were countless powerful auras hidden within his 300-mile range. If Yi Chu had not pointed it out to him clearly, it would be difficult to find these deliberately hidden auras with his cultivation level.

These people appeared in Chixue Mountain at this time, so they were not idle and came to join in the fun and witness the demise of a sect. Their ultimate goal is naturally self-evident.

"boom!"

Four beams of light of various colors hit the blood mist at the same time. The already weak beam of light suddenly exploded at the moment of the attack.

"It's broken, the blood-transforming array has been broken!"

"Run quickly, rush to the Blood Transformation Sect, there are countless magic weapons and pills there. You can just hug your own nest like a woman! Brothers, hurry up!"

The disciples brought by the four masters of Nascent Soul shouted happily at the moment when the blood-transforming array was broken. The figures of various magic weapons and weapons rushed towards the Blood-transforming God Palace!

"The Blood-Changing Divine Sword, blood-swept the sky."

An old voice suddenly came from the Blood-Crafting Peak. This sound was powerful and loud, and blood lights suddenly rose from the Blood-Crafting God Palace. These blood lights turned into a thousand-foot sword shadow in the void, slashing straight towards the four Nascent Soul Masters, including the Soul-Slaying Zi!
Chapter completed!