I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

Because there are no other emotions, it means that it is very little affected by the outside world.

Therefore, Blood Shura is a very qualified killing machine.

But there are gains and losses.

It is precisely because he can only act on instinct that the upper limit of Blood Shura is very low.

Among all the records, there has never been a blood Shura who finally obtained a transcendent cultivation.

Can these killing machines, sense fear.

That must be, deeply drawn in the soul.

Sensing the changes in Blood Shura, the old man Xuanwu was not surprised but delighted.

The ancient books he consulted did not deceive him.

As expected, the Dragon Shark Department has the blood of Yinglong in its body.

Although until now, this bloodline has been very thin.

But if the concentration is insufficient, make up for it with quantity.

The old man Xuanwu showed a joyful expression, and then urged the Asura Soul Devouring Formation.

Bloody rays of light shone from the bodies of the four blood Shuras, their speed and strength greatly increased.

As Xue Shura fell into a rampage, more members of the Longyu tribe were killed.

The blood of these dead Dragon Shark tribesmen was guided into a mysterious space by the formation.

"Since the Dragon Shark Department has the blood of Yinglong, will the Xuan Shark Department of the same origin also have it?"

The old man Xuanwu looked coldly at the people from the Xuanyu Department.

With a scream, a Martial King of the Xuanyu Department turned into a blood mist under the devouring blood Shura.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing his clansmen being attacked, the head of Xuanyu looked at old man Xuanwu.

"Hey hey hey!"

"You ants, just obediently become my ancestor's nourishment!"

Xuanwu Patriarch let out a creepy laugh, and then completely disappeared into the formation.

The two sides who were originally tit for tat united when facing a common enemy.

But in this way, it can only slightly slow down the attack of Blood Shura.

Looking at the fewer and fewer people around them, the two patriarchs showed desperate expressions.

In the end, the two looked at each other with a wry smile, and the tens of thousands of years of grievances between the two clans disappeared in this wry smile.

The two made a decision, wanting to blow themselves up to completely penetrate the Shura Soul Devouring Formation.

As the brilliance of the two became more and more dazzling, the phantom of Ying Long behind them gradually solidified.

Roar!
A dragon chant that shook the world resounded through the nine heavens.

Seeing the actions of the two, the old man Xuanwu who presided over the formation showed a look of disdain.

Wanting to disintegrate one's own formation by self-explosion is simply a dream.

At the last moment when the two patriarchs blew themselves up, a sword light descended from the sky.

That sword light was like the first ray of light in the endless darkness.

The four Blood Shuras who were originally so powerful that they were invincible were wiped out by this sword.

Ye Nan walked down from the void slowly, his clothes fluttering.

"puff!"

The old man Xuanwu who presided over the formation spit out a big mouthful of blood.

He looked at Ye Nan in horror, and an irresistible thought arose in his heart.

So the old man Xuanwu cast a secret technique and turned into a stream of light to escape into the endless East Sea.

Naturally, Ye Nan would not let the perpetrator go unpunished, so he swung his sword.

"what?"

Just when Ye Nan's sword energy pierced the body of the old man Xuanwu, Ye Nan showed a puzzled expression.

Ye Nanfeng's sharp sword energy could not annihilate the vitality in his body at once.

He really lived up to his name, and Ye Nan became interested.

He turned into a long rainbow, and chased in the direction where old man Xuanwu was escaping.

However, Ye Nan controlled his speed very well, always giving the old man Xuanwu the illusion that he could escape.

Ye Nan drew his sword again, and the old man Xuanwu spat out a big mouthful of blood again.

At this time, the old man Xuanwu was already frightened and angry to the extreme.

To his horror, there was not much mysterious energy in his body.

If Ye Nan's sword energy attacked again, his life would be lost.

Angry, Ye Nan's behavior at this time is tantamount to treating himself as a toy to play with casually.

"As long as you return to Xuanwu Island, this old man will crush you to ashes!"

Elder Xuanwu's eyes were full of resentment.

Looking at the Xuanwu Island that was getting closer and closer, the old man Xuanwu showed a look of joy.

With a wave of his hand, the merman blood he collected fell from the void like a waterfall towards Xuanwu Island.

As the merman's blood fell on Xuanwu Island, Xuanwu Island emitted a dazzling light.

Then Xuanwu Patriarch turned into a ray of light and completely merged into Xuanwu Island.

The sea around Xuanwu Island stirred up shocking waves, and dark clouds began to gather in the sky.

Xuanwu Island, which was originally just an island in the sea, turned into a black mythical beast Xuanwu with a turtle body and a snake tail.

Ye Nan's sword qi chopped off Xuanwu's head, but Xuanwu recovered in the blink of an eye.

"What a terrifying power of regeneration!"

Even the well-informed Ye Nan highly affirmed Xuanwu's regeneration speed.

"Hahaha!"

"You actually forced me so miserably, Patriarch, today I will crush you to ashes."

The voice of Xuanwu Patriarch came from Xuanwu.

After seeing the power of Ye Nan's sword energy, the ancestor of Xuanwu was still a little worried.

Now, after seeing Ye Nan's sword qi, he couldn't do anything to Xuanwu.

He completely let go of himself, and unscrupulously turned on the mocking mode.

"is it?"

Hearing the sarcasm of Xuanwu Patriarch, Ye Nan's expression gradually turned cold.

Any regenerative power of time has a limit.

The power of regeneration can achieve continuous regeneration after defeating the power of destruction.

This is the so-called pseudo-invincible.

But Ye Nan only used one percent of his strength.

Since the ancestor Xuanwu wanted to die so much, he couldn't hide it anymore.

Ye Nan swung his long sword, and boundless sword energy filled the world.

Even the entire East China Sea appears small and ridiculous amidst the sea of ​​sword energy.

With the drawing of the sword energy, the sword energy turned into huge waves and rushed towards Xuanwu.

Looking at the huge waves of sword energy that flowed from heaven to earth, the old man Xuanwu wished he could tear his own mouth.

Why did I provoke such a sword god.

After slapping himself a few times, he poured all his energy into a blue stone.

With the continuous infusion of energy, coupled with the infusion of Ying Long's blood.

Cracks began to appear on the blue stone.

As the bluestone gradually cracked, rays of light of seven colors shot out from the cracks.

Under the effect of the seven-color light, the Xuanwu transformed into the island seemed to come alive.

A pitch-black shield protects itself.

On the pitch-black shield, one can see mysterious and ancient strange patterns.

boom!
The huge wave of sword energy slapped fiercely on the black shield.

The powerful impact caused the East China Sea to set off a stormy sea.

The old man Xuanwu, who was in the middle of Xuanwu, stabilized his mind after spraying three mouthfuls of blood.

This is still protected by the seven-colored light, otherwise a single blow just now would be enough to wipe him out.

At this time, he, who has traversed the East China Sea for thousands of years, was full of doubts in his mind.