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Shi Yue looked normal, thinking to himself, "As expected of one of the five great immortal clans, they have many treasures."

The five-colored thunder dragon couldn't hurt them either, so other attacks were useless.

Not long after, they walked out of the bluestone square and continued to walk towards the top of the mountain.

The ground was in a mess, and some red scales could be seen, which seemed to be left by some kind of monster. There were a lot of brown bloodstains on the ground.

All the restrictions were broken, except for the bluestone square, which was more difficult, but there were no other restrictions.

After half a quarter of an hour, they stopped, and a manor covering an area of ​​1,000 acres appeared in front of them. The plaque above the gate read "Seven Star Garden".

"Seven Star True Lord, Seven Star Garden, it should be here." Situ Zhen said excitedly.

Shi Yue's spiritual sense was wide open, and his brows frowned. There was obviously some kind of restriction on spiritual sense here. His spiritual sense was seriously affected and could only be released fifty feet away.

His spiritual sense was severely restricted, and he could not investigate the situation in the manor, but he smelled a very stinking bloody smell, which lasted for a long time, which made Shi Yue more and more certain that the Blood Ancestor was in front.

The two looked at each other and walked in carefully.

The ground was in a mess, and some brown bloodstains could be seen, as well as dozens of light silver feathers, which seemed to have fallen from some spiritual birds.

There was a silver fruit tree more than ten feet high in the yard, with no fruit on the tree and most of the leaves falling off.

As a Mahayana cultivator, the Seven Stars True Lord should have left a backup for his spiritual medicine garden.

The two did not dare to be careless, and blessed themselves with a defensive spiritual light and continued to move forward.

There were rockery gardens, pavilions and towers everywhere. Rather than saying that this was a spiritual medicine garden, it was better to say that this was a unique cave.

Along the way, you can see a lot of brown bloodstains, as well as the remains of some monsters, puppet beasts and damaged array plates and flags.

A deafening roar suddenly sounded, and the ground shook violently.

Shi Yue and Situ Zhen were startled, their faces became more solemn, they restrained their breath and walked towards the source of the sound.

They walked into a courtyard with many exotic flowers and plants, and the air was filled with a strong fragrance of flowers.

"Oh no, we've been tricked, an illusion!" Shi Yue's face changed and he said in a lost voice.

As soon as the voice fell, the environment in front of them changed, and they suddenly appeared in a blood-colored space. The ground and the sky were all red blood color, and there was a nauseating smell of blood in the air. Situ Zhen sniffed it lightly and felt dizzy and dazed.

"Fellow Daoist Situ, be careful, don't be fooled by the illusion." Shi Yue's voice suddenly rang in Situ Zhen's ears, and Situ Zhen's sea of ​​consciousness swept through a cool one, and he regained consciousness.

A shrill humming sound came out, as if countless evil ghosts were crying, making people feel a little irritable and uneasy.

"Hehe, Shi Yue, I finally saw the real person. If I capture you, I wonder if your master is willing to exchange you for the ten thousand year old elixir." The cold voice of the Blood Ancestor suddenly sounded, as if it was far away in the sky, and as if it was close in front of him.

Shi Yue frowned. The Blood Ancestor actually set up a large formation waiting for him, wanting to exchange him for the ten thousand year old elixir? What a good calculation, really think he is made of mud?

After a shrill humming sound, rolling blood mist emerged out of thin air, and blood ghosts with hideous faces could be vaguely seen. They were either grinning, or waving sharp nails, or showing fierce eyes, making all kinds of terrifying appearances, and there were tens of thousands of them.

Situ Zhen frowned and offered a pale golden round bead, which was only the size of a pigeon egg, with a miniature bird pattern on the surface.

A clear phoenix cry sounded, and the golden round bead spun around, its size suddenly increased, and a golden flame emerged. The void twisted, as if it was about to be torn apart at any time, and the temperature nearby suddenly rose.

Golden fireballs emerged one after another, suspended in the air, emitting amazing heat waves.

Shi Yue's forehead was covered with a large amount of sweat, and his face was solemn.

"Go." Situ Zhen shouted softly.

Thousands of golden fireballs flew in all directions and landed on the ground, instantly blasting out a huge pit. The heat wave rolled, and the area of ​​hundreds of feet in radius was covered by golden flames.

As soon as the blood ghost touched the golden flame, he screamed and evaporated directly from the world, as if he had never appeared.

"Golden Crow Bead? No, it should be a replica. How could the Golden Crow Bead, the treasure of your Situ family, be taken out easily? If it was the Golden Crow Bead, I might have retreated a little. A replica can't do anything to me." The voice of the Blood Ancestor was extremely cold.

As soon as the words fell, the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling became louder and louder, and the ghosts cried together, the wind raged, and the sky and the earth changed color.

Situ Zhen's mind was in a trance, the blood in his body was surging, and he was weak all over. He couldn't even stand steadily, and his legs were shaking.

Shi Yue frowned, feeling a little uneasy. He had the seven-colored exquisite lock to protect himself, but he couldn't resist it, let alone Situ Zhen.

I don't know if the Blood Ancestor has other means. Of course, he would not believe the Blood Ancestor's so-called capture of him. He only believed in himself.

A "woooo" ghost cry sounded, a blood-colored sound wave swept over, and the golden flame flickered continuously. Not long after, the golden flame quickly extinguished.

The blood-colored sound wave swept over and instantly arrived in front of Shi Yue and Situ Zhen.

Shi Yue snorted coldly, pinched the sword formula, and thirty-six Fengyan swords swept out. In a loud sword chant, the thirty-six Fengyan swords turned into thirty-six green tornadoes more than a thousand feet high, sweeping in all directions.

Boom!

A deafening explosion sounded, and the blood-colored sound wave collided with the green tornado, erupting a powerful air wave, tearing the ground apart, and dust flying,

Roar!

A roar of angry beasts sounded, and a blood-colored giant python with a body length of a hundred feet rushed over.

A flash of blood, the blood-colored giant python spewed out a thick blood-colored flame, and rushed straight to Shi Yue.

Before the blood-colored flames came close, a nauseating bloody smell came to his face.

Shi Yue frowned, changed his sword tactics, and thirty-six green tornadoes swept in, facing the blood-colored flames.

After a loud bang, the blood-colored flames burst, and the blood-colored giant python plunged into the green tornado, and immediately let out a wail, turning into countless blood, splashing everywhere.

At this time, Situ Zhen also woke up. He glanced at the blood-colored ghosts around him, frowned, and changed his tactics. The golden round bead suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light, and a large piece of golden flames emerged. The golden flames rolled and turned into a golden fire phoenix over a hundred feet long. The golden fire phoenix opened its mouth and held the golden round bead, and its body suddenly expanded and flew forward.

The golden fire phoenix was like a huge golden fireball. Wherever it passed, it set off waves of heat. The blood-colored ghosts touched the body of the golden fire phoenix, and immediately let out a scream and disappeared without a trace.

The ghosts cried "woooo", and all the ghosts cried together. The wind was strong and violent.

A large amount of extremely smelly blood suddenly gushed out from the ground. The blood rolled and turned into dozens of thick blood-colored ropes, which were woven into a huge blood-colored net bag, covering the golden fire phoenix.

The golden fire phoenix spread its wings, the flames rose, and the blood-colored net bag suddenly broke into pieces.

At this moment, a blood light suddenly lit up above the golden fire phoenix's head, turning into a blood-colored hand over a hundred feet long, and slapped the golden fire phoenix.

A painful bird cry sounded, and the body of the golden fire phoenix exploded, turning into a large piece of golden flames, and a pale golden round bead could be vaguely seen.

A flash of blood, the blood ancestor suddenly appeared, grabbed the golden round bead with one hand, and immediately a puff of green smoke came out, emitting a burnt smell.

The Blood Ancestor snorted coldly, and a large blood-colored flame emerged from his hand. The spiritual light of the golden round bead flashed continuously, and a large golden flame emerged. The two flames intertwined and burned together, and they were evenly matched.

However, soon, the golden flame dimmed, and was finally completely swallowed by the blood-colored flame. The spiritual light of the golden round bead dimmed, and it looked like it had lost its spirituality.

From the appearance of the Blood Ancestor to his taking away Situ Zhen's magic weapon, it was only five breaths.

Almost at the same time, a piercing sound of breaking through the air sounded, and a sky full of red flying swords shot out.

Ding Ding Ding!

A melodious bell sounded, and the Blood Ancestor felt dizzy and couldn't stand steadily.

The dense red flying swords shot out, turning into a giant sword over a thousand feet long, with flames rolling all over it, slashing at the Blood Ancestor's head with lightning speed.

A "clang" sound of metal colliding sounded, and the giant sword slashed on the Blood Ancestor's head, as if it was slashing on a copper wall.

The Blood Ancestor was unharmed, with only a shallow sword mark on his head. He was a zombie, and had practiced for more than 100,000 years. Not to mention the sword magic, even the spiritual magic weapon could not hurt him.

With a "whoosh", a golden spear about ten feet long shot out and hit the Blood Ancestor's chest accurately, and there was also a muffled sound of metal colliding.

The Blood Ancestor snorted lightly, and countless blood-colored mist emerged from his body, wrapping the golden spear. The golden spear burst out countless golden arcs, and the blood-colored mist seemed to have met its nemesis, and all dissipated and disappeared without a trace.

With a flash of golden light, the golden spear burst out a dazzling golden light, and the spear head pierced the Blood Ancestor's body, and there was a muffled sound of "clang".

As soon as the Blood Ancestor opened his mouth, a foul-smelling blood-colored flame flew out and hit the golden spear, making a deafening explosion. The golden arc touched the blood-colored flame, making a "sizzling" sound. The blood-colored flame wrapped around the golden spear. Not long after, the golden arc disappeared completely, and the spiritual light of the golden spear also dimmed.

The wind was blowing violently, and countless extremely sharp green wind blades shot out, as if to cut the Blood Ancestor into pieces.

The Blood Ancestor did not take it seriously, and a large blood mist gushed out of his body. The blood mist rolled and turned into a blood wall several feet high, blocking in front of him.

The dense green wind blades hit the blood wall, like mud and the sea, and disappeared completely, and the Blood Ancestor was unharmed.

There was a loud sound of breaking wind, and a green fist over a hundred feet long attacked and instantly hit the blood wall.

The blood wall suddenly exploded into pieces, and the green fist hit the Blood Ancestor. The Blood Ancestor flew backwards like a kite with a broken string.

As soon as the Blood Ancestor landed, a huge roar came from the sky. A red fire cloud covering several miles was hanging high in the sky, emitting a monstrous heat wave. The void was twisted and seemed to be torn apart at any time.

"Boom!"

After a huge roar, the red fire cloud rolled violently, and sharp red sword energy flew out and hit the Blood Ancestor below.

The dense red sword energy hit the Blood Ancestor, and the sound of "clang clang" of metal collision was heard. The Blood Ancestor's body was as indestructible as a copper wall and iron wall.

"You dare to show off your skills in front of an expert." The Blood Ancestor looked disdainful, and countless blood mists emerged from his body, turning into a blood-colored hand hundreds of feet long, slapping the red blood cloud.

The dense red sword energy hit the blood-colored hand, and all of them exploded, and the powerful air wave exploded.

The blood-colored hand slapped the red fire cloud with a harsh roar.

Boom!

The red fire cloud broke into pieces and turned into thirty-six wind-flame swords, which flew backwards, their spiritual light slightly dimming.

Shi Yue and Situ Zhen frowned, the Blood Ancestor was too difficult to deal with, spells and magical powers could not hurt him, and the spiritual treasures attacked directly, but were polluted by the blood flames he sprayed.

Situ Zhen took a deep breath, turned his hand and took out a silver-shining lotus mirror, and pointed the mirror at the Blood Ancestor.

A silver light flashed, and a large piece of silver light flew out, accurately covering the Blood Ancestor.

The Blood Ancestor's eyes became sluggish, as if he was trapped in an illusion.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Shi Yue pinched the sword formula, and the spiritual light of the thirty-six wind-flame swords increased greatly, surrounding the Blood Ancestor, and the sword chanting sounded louder.

The thirty-six wind-flame swords danced in the void, turning into a huge red light curtain, covering the excited Blood Ancestor inside, and red fireballs flew out, and a strong wind blew.

Sharp green sword qi shot out, followed by red fireballs, hitting the Blood Ancestor one after another.

Boom!

A huge explosion sounded, and the rolling flames engulfed the Blood Ancestor.

Shi Yue frowned, he always felt something was wrong, how could the Blood Ancestor be trapped by his sword formation so easily? It was unreasonable!

At this moment, Shi Yue suddenly sensed a breath approaching him, vaguely.

Shi Yue suddenly thought of a possibility, and hurriedly reminded loudly: "Not good, Fellow Daoist Situ, be careful of his sneak attack, behind."

Shi Yue opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of red-gold flames to protect his whole body. Thirty-six Fengyan swords flew back and flew around him.

Situ Zhen also reacted quickly, offering a green banner more than ten feet long, releasing a gust of wind to protect his whole body.

With a flash of blood, Blood Ancestor suddenly appeared beside Situ Zhen. Blood Ancestor's face turned cold, and a large area of ​​blood appeared around him, covering Situ Zhen.

Situ Zhen was horrified to find that his eyes blurred and he suddenly appeared in a blood-colored space, with the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

The land under his feet suddenly turned into a large area of ​​blood, and the whole person fell into the sea of ​​blood. After a scream, Situ Zhen disappeared with his Yuanying.

"Spirit Realm? No, this is not the Spirit Realm." Shi Yue exclaimed, his face full of vigilance.

The Spirit Realm is a Mahayana cultivator. Blood Ancestor is only in the Fusion Stage, and it is impossible for him to master the Spirit Realm. It is estimated that Blood Ancestor is like Shi Yue, and has realized some kind of pseudo-Spirit Realm.