I have been a saint in the world for three thousand years

Just like the collapse of the sky, the blood-red ghost claws fell down with the power to destroy the world.

The terrifying force was like the roaring thunder between heaven and earth. The dust in the sky swept up in an instant like a gray storm, covering the entire sky.

Two powerful and violent forces confronted each other, and every conflict and collision would produce a deafening roar.

At first glance, the two forces seem to be evenly matched, and it seems that neither can do anything to the other.

But the Blood Demon Ancestor was horrified at this moment.

He clearly felt that his attack was gradually being worn down.

"Young man, it seems that you have some reason to be proud of yourself."

Although he was surprised, the Blood Demon Ancestor did not look panicked. Instead, he looked interesting.

It would be very disappointing for him if the opponent who could see through his clone couldn't even take one of his moves.

At this moment, the seemingly evenly matched confrontation on the field suddenly changed.

The huge blood-red ghost claw, which was as huge as the sky, gradually showed signs of weakness under Yan Xiu's repeated attacks.

Its edges began to blur, as if eroded by an invisible force.

The blood-red light inside was gradually dimming, as if it had lost its vitality.

The entire ghost claw began to show signs of collapse, like a torn scroll, unable to maintain its original momentum.

Finally, with a deafening roar, the blood-colored ghost claw that shocked the world completely collapsed, turned into a blood mist and dissipated into the air.

Yan Xiu's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The five slender fingers were gathered into claws, and purple arcs of lightning jumped on the fingertips, covering the head.

When he was about a foot away from the Blood Demon Ancestor, a blood curtain suddenly appeared.

Although he only blocked it for a moment, the Blood Demon Ancestor had already turned into a residual image and disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already hundreds of feet away.

A hint of amusement appeared on the Blood Demon Ancestor's weird face, showing a look of surprise and unexpectedness.

"Junior, I am becoming more and more satisfied with you."

The Great Yuan Daoist Master killed his own clone with ease, and even withstood the attack from a cultivator at the Creation Realm without showing any sign of effort.

No matter how he looked at it, the Blood Demon Patriarch believed that Yan Xiu would definitely not have reached the Hunyuan Realm.

"I am increasingly looking forward to refining you into an avatar."

There was excitement in the Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes, and he was obviously eager to deal with Yan Xiu.

With this clone, he could definitely roam the desert and sea without any rivals!

Just as the Blood Demon Ancestor was preparing to gather all his strength to attack again, something strange happened.

Yan Xiu moved his body and used his finger as a knife. He lightly slashed at the blood-red lake in the sky that was filled with blood and exuded a strong bloody smell with a calm and casual attitude.

In an instant, a ray of unparalleled sharp Tiandun sword intent burst out from the fingertips and swept straight away.

The power of this sword intent is enough to penetrate the heaven and earth, separate yin and yang, and make people feel despair.

In just a blink of an eye, the blood-red lake was neatly divided by the cutting of the Tiandun sword intent, like a curtain split by a sharp sword.

The blood-red waves on the lake surface instantly stopped under the influence of the sword intent, and then split into two.

Yan Xiu set his gaze on the Blood Demon Ancestor.

As his mind moved, a flash of sword intent shot out from his eyes and slashed straight forward.

The sharp sword intent cut through the void and slashed straight towards the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Even before the sword came close, the Blood Demon Ancestor already began to feel pain all over his body.

He could clearly feel the terrifying power contained in the sword, which was enough to tear him into pieces.

"Young man, you can't kill me."

Faced with the shaped sword released by Yan Xiu, the Blood Demon Ancestor did not dodge, but allowed it to chop him with a contemptuous attitude.

Pfft——!

The sword penetrated into the flesh and blood body like cutting tofu, making a muffled sound.

A blood mark suddenly appeared from the collarbone, like a hideous centipede, spreading straight to the waist and hips, with fine blood beads overflowing from it.

The upper body of the Blood Demon Ancestor fell to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

But the lower body remained standing, motionless.

With the death of the Blood Demon Ancestor, the suffocating pressure between heaven and earth gradually disappeared, and everything seemed to have returned to calm.

Zhu Miao and others stretched their heads as far as they could, eager to know whether the Blood Demon Ancestor was dead or not.

After all, everyone had heard from Xu Xiang that the Blood Demon Ancestor was said to be immortal, but they didn't know whether it was true or not.

"Master, is that guy dead?"

Helian Cheng was the first to ask.

Yan Xiu came to the front of the Blood Demon Ancestor and looked down at the two pieces of the corpse.

The Blood Demon Ancestor had a strange smile on his face, his eyes still bright and never dimmed, staring at Yan Xiu intently.

"Immortal body, I want to see how you achieve immortality."

Everyone gasped when they heard this.

I didn't expect that there is someone in this world who can survive the hands of the Taoist Master.

"Senior Xu, you are a warrior from the Desert Sea. Have you ever heard about the immortality of the Blood Demon Ancestor?"

Tang Yu asked.

After hearing this, Xu Xiang pondered for a moment, as if recalling something, and finally just shook his head.

"I was not yet born when the Blood Demon Ancestor became famous, so I only know about his deeds from rumors in the martial arts world."

"As for what the legendary immortal body is, I'm afraid only the seniors who participated in the encirclement and suppression back then would know."

After all, the Blood Demon Ancestor has disappeared in the desert sea for five hundred years.

If he hadn't appeared here today, Xu Xiang would probably have thought that he had died long ago.

Just as everyone was talking about it, Yan Xiu suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.

The sharp-eyed Qing'er also noticed something unusual and pointed forward and shouted loudly.

"Look, what is that!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up in the direction Qing'er pointed.

Suddenly, a thick blood-red mist appeared on the distant horizon, as if the boundary between heaven and earth was blurred by this mist.

A wave of blood like a vast ocean surged in from the end of the sky and the earth, its majestic momentum was heart-pounding.

The blood waves stretched to the left and right until the end of the sight, like an insurmountable red barrier, giving people an endless sense of oppression.

The two halves of the Blood Demon Ancestor's body beneath Yan Xiu's feet suddenly began to shake violently.

Then it transformed into two divine rainbows and shot towards the blood wave barrier.

"Young man, do you really think that my immortality is just a rumor?"

At the same time, the voice of the Blood Demon Ancestor came from afar, echoing over the huge capital city.

Countless people felt depressed, short of breath, and weak all over when they heard this voice.

Some warriors who were slightly stronger climbed to high places and looked far away, trying to find the source of the sound.

When they saw the blood-red barrier surging like a tsunami on the horizon, their faces changed drastically.