Three Realms Super Red Packet Group

Chapter 147
Holding the knife, Chu Ye stared at the black energy and blood area and meditated for a long time.

Nihai Knife greedily and crazily absorbed the magic energy in the blood domain, concentrated it to the extreme, and swam between the knife lines.

Even the devilish energy in it seeped out of the knife body and overflowed onto Chu Ye's body, affecting his consciousness, and a feeling of killing to the end emerged spontaneously.

"Hey, I can't take it anymore if you keep absorbing it like this!"

Chu Ye resisted the impulse and stroked the blade. It was icy cold, but there was also a kind of warmth and joy that connected with each other.

Nihai Dao's light cut through the black energy and blood domain like Bai Lian, presenting the azure blue sky in front of him.

The third demon's dark eyes suddenly looked at his position.

"No matter which big person you are the reincarnation or a pawn, you can't stop the demon's footsteps! At this moment, this seat will completely crush you and turn you into the food for the recovery of this seat's demon body."

The empty and deep cold voice echoed in Chu Ye's ears like a storm.

Nihai Dao did not show any weakness, and exploded with an earth-shattering aura, shattering all the magic sounds.

"Food? I'm afraid you don't have the ability."

Chu Ye smiled lightly, holding the blade, and stood in the only gap in the center of the blood field, watching the phantom calmly.

As for those Buddhist cultivators, they are all outside the blood domain.

"A mere mortal junior, relying on a peerless magic knife, dares to provoke this seat who has been galloping for thousands of years in ancient times, he is really overconfident!"

The corners of her tight eyes were always staring at Ni Haidao.

The longer you live, the more you will know how famous this magic knife is on the ancient battlefield in troubled times!
The legendary No. [-] magic knife in the heavens, even the kings and great emperors of the other world's fairy world were killed by the knife!
She is a little devil whose descendant inherits the magic way. It can be said that she has grown up to this day after hearing the myth of the magic knife for a long time.

If a monk of the same realm held this knife, she would definitely blew herself up directly to prevent this demon soul that had been planning for a long time from being absorbed, which would lead to the bankruptcy of the thousand-year plan of the Earth Demon Realm.

But the person holding the knife is indeed a little monk like Chu Ye who only has cultivation in the Yuanshen Realm. While she felt lucky, she also thought why not take the knife!
Chu Ye's eyes are so sharp, combined with Dementor Divine Ability, coupled with the nourishment of elixir and celestial scriptures, how could it be impossible not to see her thoughts.

"You want to take the knife from my hand?"

Shaking Nihai Knife, Chu Ye's eyelids moved slightly, and he said jokingly.

A pair of black wings suddenly appeared from the back of the third demon, flapping the black air, and rushed towards Chu Ye in an instant.

"You humble boy, you are looking for death. The supernatural power of this seat is completely beyond your imagination!"

"Heaven and Earth Transform Demons, Melt Myriad Spirits!"

All the black wings and feathers fell off, piercing the sky like a sharp sword out of its sheath, stained with a lot of blood, and condensed a huge black and red palm, wrapped in surging power, and covered it towards Chu Ye.

Chu Ye looked at the giant palm indifferently, and the spirit of the sword in his hand was eager to try, which also aroused his desire to kill again.

His mind was immersed in the light of the sword, and he whispered words that seemed to be engraved on the soul.

"Before going against the sea, only death will last forever; cut off all prosperity, and die forever!"

An even more terrifying aura than the giant black feather palm surged out from Chu Ye's body.

At this moment, the world was overshadowed.

The three Great Luo Immortal Artifacts in his sea of ​​consciousness originally wanted to use part of his foundation to help Chu Ye scatter the blood field and suppress the demon soul, but after seeing the sharpness of his sword, he was stunned at the same time. up.

Xiao Qiankun and Xiao Changsheng's complexions were extremely pale, and their eyelids trembled when they looked at each other.

"The magic knife of the heavens! There is still the soul breath of an ancient and modern domineering madman on it! Who is its predecessor?"

"And it appeared next to the master chosen by the Taoist ancestor. What purpose does it have? We must be careful. The heavens and the heavens are also in a very delicate period, and the immortal family of the heavens... um! The Chu family of the immortal family? Chu Ye, whose surname is Chu, is the bone of the ancestor? Could it be that the master is really a member of the bloodline of the Tianhuang Chu family? Or is it another step of a terrifying plan?"

Changsheng's face instantly became heavier. As the longest existing among the three immortal artifacts, she knows more secrets, and of course she knows what the ancient family in the heaven means.

Zhong Ling remembered the Jade Emperor's secret instructions, which were related to the secrets of the ancient battlefields, and some sages left behind.

On the other side, Mingyuan Fat Monk also rushed in with the will to burn jade and stone together. He was just about to transform into a Buddha, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help shouting.

"Boy, what are you doing? Hurry up!"

"Fuck, that giant black and red palm is so big! You're looking for death, kid! Still rushing over? Come back!"

The realm of the fat monk is around the early stage of the Tianhe realm, the sky has seven steps, and the first step has only been taken to fit the heaven and the earth.

In his spiritual perception, Hei Yu's condensed giant palm was first reflected in his spiritual world, which even made him ignore Chu Ye's aura.

Chu Ye glanced at him, and moved up to block the power of the sword feather that would spread to that direction.

The Third Demon's expression was also in a trance for a moment, his eyes full of surprise and uncertainty.

"No, it's impossible. This kind of feeling is not something that kid can exude! Who is it, who is it, huh? Could it be that knife, that old magic knife!"

The seemingly violent palm gesture collapsed little by little under the light of the Nihai sword.

The sharp saber energy directly penetrated the giant palm, and slashed directly on the body of the third demon.

"Blessing my body with the magic energy of the robbery spirit, I will be invincible in all calamities!"

"You are already dead."

"This seat's robbery demon body has been completed, how could you be able to injure it with a single knife!"

Chu Ye withdrew the Nihai Saber and looked at the ghost lightly, his whole body was still in a mysterious state, as if some kind of imprint resonated with him, guiding him to swing the saber and slash that unbelievable slash.

"This seat will not die! The inheritance of Tianshi Huichan has not been completely destroyed, and the legacy of the Lord of the Demons has not been found. This seat has waited for hundreds of years to be revived. How can it stop here!"

Chu Ye looked at her furious face calmly, but he knew in his heart that the demon soul and demon body she relied on had been cut off by Nihai Knife. It would be a matter of time before they died, and the current posture was just a flashback before death. .

Suddenly, the blood field that was gradually fading was forcibly separated by a strong thought force, and a figure fell in front of him as fast as a rainbow light.

Chu Ye glanced at him and recognized him, A Nian Chanzi of Buddhism, who was also the young monk who prevented him from tracking Baoyue Buddha King in Huadu.

"Baoyue, is she still there?" The young monk asked in a deep tone.

It contains the breath of vicissitudes of life, a cautious and expectant heart.

"Hmph, she is dead, you said she is still alive!" The third demon replied coldly.

Gradually, she felt her consciousness fading, and she couldn't help being anxious and angry. The red magic pupils stared at Chu Ye hatefully, not paying any attention to the young monk with a vainly gloomy face.

"You have desecrated Baoyue's body, Moxie, you will never die!"

The veins on A Nianchan's face trembled, and he raised his palm impressively. The endless power of thoughts condensed into a precious moon like substance, and blatantly smashed on the body of the third demon, smashing her demon body that was about to shatter in an instant.

This is the strong thought power accumulated by Anian Chan for hundreds of years in one or two lifetimes. It was released in one breath, spreading out of the blood domain, covering the entire Qingdu for tens of thousands of miles.

At the last moment when the third demon collapsed, he gritted his teeth and said: "I remember you, and when the source world is united, I will recover this debt..."

A Nian Chan said proudly: "The poor monk is waiting for that day."

Chu Ye pouted in the back, he knew that the third demon was shouting at him, and Anian Chanyi was pretending to be affectionate.

However, he is not interested in responding to this kind of thing. Since someone wants to resist, then leave it to others!

(End of this chapter)