True Immortal of the Netherworld

White-haired woman! Sword Spirit! Qian Zhi!

It's all a long story. In fact, Xu Yang used the technique of exorcising ghosts and summoning spirits, borrowed the power of the sword spirit Bai Mang, and then used the Devil Weeping Sword as a carrier to summon the sword spirit Qian Zhi in just a few breaths.

"A sword spirit with the power of a thousand ghosts?" The red-haired woman opposite saw the white-haired sword spirit Qian Zhi, and her face suddenly turned ugly.

be surprised! be surprised! be surprised!

She deeply felt the oppressive force brought by the sword spirit Qian Zhi that had just appeared on the opposite side. It was an unparalleled sword spirit that could only be possessed by extremely powerful sword spirits.

Sharp!

Ice cold!

gloomy!

Just looking at it from a distance, there seemed to be a feeling that a sword had been placed on the throat. It felt like a mountain was pressing down on his chest, and his breathing was forced to stagnate... The whole person felt like he was falling to the edge of hell.

But after all, the red-haired woman has the cultivation level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm. The sense of crisis brought by this sword intention lasted only a moment, and was suppressed by her own powerful soul power.

The red-haired woman frowned slightly and whispered to herself: "How is it possible? Xu Yang's sword spirit can actually be upgraded in a battle? No! There are two sword spirits. One ghost sword has two different sword spirits at the same time. Just now When he performed this technique, I clearly saw the appearance of the Great Heavenly Ghost. Could it be that this Xu Yang is a disciple from the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and the ghost sword in his hand must be the legendary "Number One Ghost Sword"? "Devil May Cry". In the rumors, I remember a saying "When the Devil May Cry sword comes out, it will drink the souls of the dead."

The red-haired woman frowned more and more, "It seems that this sword spirit is Xu Yang's strongest summon, and he is going to kill me. This newly summoned sword spirit, no matter in terms of sword intent, spiritual pressure and... The sword spirit "Huaying" is much higher than me in rank."

The red-haired woman glanced at the sword spirit "Huaying" hovering in front of her. Although the sword spirit "Hua Ying" did not flinch, his energy had been much restrained.

The sword spirit "Huaying" is the red-haired woman's natal demon sword, and her two minds are connected. At this moment, the fear in the hearts of the red-haired woman and the sword spirit "Hua Ying" is the same, it is an instinct of life being threatened.

The red-haired woman's eyes quickly switched between Xu Yang and the sword spirit Qianzhi, and she quickly thought in her mind: "Don't be afraid, no matter how powerful it is, it's just a sword spirit. Xu Yang doesn't have the spiritual power fluctuations of the Nascent Soul in his body, that is, It is said that his martial arts cultivation level should be below the Yuanhun realm. This is impossible! It is absolutely impossible for Xu Yang's cultivation level to summon such a powerful sword spirit, and he is probably at the Daoming realm. The aura of the Nascent Soul is hidden with a secret method. My cultivation level is at the first level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, and I can completely crush him. The quality of his Yuan Soul is too perfect. If I can double cultivate with him, I will be completely transformed. Breaking through to the second level of the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, I even successfully resisted the coming of the Great Heavenly Tribulation. No! Xu Yang, don’t think that this is the only way I can capture him alive.”

The red-haired woman made a judgment in her heart, her face darkened, and she said loudly: "Brother Xu Yang, you are so cruel. You are trying to play a big game with me, my sister. I will only accompany you to the end, and I will fight with you." Fight until dawn."

Xu Yang adjusted his breath and responded loudly: "What a mess, the sky here is always bright, you will never know who has been hiding in the dark."

"Hmph! It's boring!" The red-haired woman's face turned cold, and she made a strange magic trick with her hands.

Then with one hand in the air, a red aura fell on the vest of the sword spirit "Hua Ying" in front of her.

The next moment, the sword spirit "Flower Shadow" turned into a stream of red light and disappeared into the red-haired woman's eyebrows.

ah--

The red-haired woman looked up to the sky and roared, and flying curls of evil energy erupted from her body, making a hissing sound. In the demonic aura, the red-haired woman's bones creaked, and her figure began to twist, expand, and evolve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a few breaths, the red-haired woman turned into a "butterfly demon" that was three feet in size.

Her face was still that of a woman, with more anger in her eyes, and a mark that looked like a small red sword between her eyebrows. But there were butterfly-like scales on her body, and behind her

A pair of aura butterfly wings turned into real butterfly wings.

It lacks the charming beauty before, but has more frightening monsters.

Half human.

Half demon.

Butterfly demon.

After the transformation, her body was hovering in mid-air, with a pair of wings behind her flapping slightly. He looked calm, as if he had always been the master of this space.

"Brother Xu Yang, in order to deal with my sister, your body turned into a ghost. It's really not good-looking, but my sister still likes your temperament." The butterfly demon's eyes wandered over the transformed Xu Yang, "You are A disciple of the Tiangui Sect, right? I fought against a disciple of the Tiangui Sect many years ago, but he was far inferior to you and was killed by me with one sword. I know that the Tiangui Sect has a very famous ghost sword called " "Ghost Cry" should be the handle in your hand. There seems to be another saying, "When a ghost cries, it will drink the soul of the dead."

The butterfly demon showed a ferocious expression, "But today, that dead soul is you. I will let you die very simply, and then while your body is still warm, I will directly absorb the essence of your soul, although the effect will be worse. Big cut. But sister, how could I be willing to waste such a good man like you?"

Jie Jie Jie——

The butterfly demon let out a series of weird laughs.

The sword spirit "Qian Zhi" hovering in mid-air on one side of Xu Yang was a little impatient. She said in a charming voice: "Little Master Xu Yang, this butterfly demon opposite you, Luo Liba, is ugly and old, and he calls you brother so brazenly that it's really disgusting. Just give me a nice word and I'll kill him right away. "

Xu Yang muttered in his heart: "Don't I want to? In order to call you out, I forcibly introduced the power of Baigui into my body and turned into Baimang. This will cost me at least three years of life. Although you are My sword spirit, but if I want to drive you, I still need sufficient soul power and magic power to support you, so please let me take a breather."

The Haoran Heavenly Vein, Buddha Spiritual Vein, Dao Fruit Spiritual Vein and Heavenly Ghost Spiritual Vein in Xu Yang's body are running rapidly, and he gradually adapts to the powerful burden brought by the transformation.

He exhaled a thick breath, and the clothes outside him danced.

Then he pointed at the butterfly demon opposite him with his hand, his eyes glowed coldly, and he said sternly: "Whenever the ghost cries, it will drink the souls of the dead!"

"This is the look I want." Sword Spirit Qianzhi whispered to herself in mid-air without any expression.

When she saw Xu Yang, he looked like Gui Gu Yeyan back then.

The same self-confidence, the same determination, the same momentum of giving up on others.

I am who I am, a different will-o'-the-wisp!

The figure of Sword Spirit Qianzhi kept flickering, switching back and forth between the appearance of Devil May Cry Sword and its true form.

At this moment, the sword spirit "Qian Zhi" is the Devil May Sword, and the Devil May Sword is the sword spirit "Qian Zhi".

The next moment, the body of the sword spirit Qian Zhi turned into an unparalleled dark sword intent, which was a hundred feet long and slashed down.

"One style of Devil Cry - Thousand Zhizhi Slash!"

One sword cuts down, thousands of sword shadows, and the power of thousands of ghosts.

Sword Spirit——Qian Zhi!

Sword Intent - Thousand Ghosts!

Sword Domain——Netherworld!

Sword move - Devil May Cry!

The four of them fit together perfectly, and the peak ghost path fell with one sword.

The ghost wind roars and thousands of ghosts sing together.

Black lightning is scurrying around, and the claws of ghosts are sharp.

Black light radiates, judgment from Hades.

Just as Xu Yang urged the sword spirit Qian Zhi to launch an attack, the butterfly demon on the opposite side also made a move.

"Remember my name, Hong Mo!" the butterfly demon shouted.

A huge demonic energy erupted from the surface of her body, making a sizzling sound. Her body became blurry as if she were sinking into water. In a flash, his body turned into a huge red demon sword.

On the surface of the demon sword, there were a number of red demon butterflies flying up and down, and the huge sword field spread around turned out to be a sea of ​​red jasmine flowers, without the fragrance of flowers, only the sharpness that made the void collapse.

"Combined technique - Butterfly Flower Slash!"

With one strike of the sword, the shadows of butterflies and flowers flew, the power of the demon god.

Sword Spirit - Flower Shadow.

Sword Intent - Demonic Butterfly.

Sword Domain - Jasmine

Sea of ​​flowers.

Sword move - Butterfly Flower Slash.

The four fit together perfectly, and the peak demon god cut them off with one sword.

The wind is full of evil spirits, and the flying flowers are dancing wildly.

Red lightning surged wildly, and the demon butterfly breathed out.

The red light captures the soul, and the demon world descends.

In the blink of an eye, the two peak sword moves collided.

Boom boom boom——

The sound of sword energy exploding is endless.

One sword is like a thousand swords, a thousand swords change, and the sword energy is countless.

Thousands of sword qi from both sides clashed in one place, the void boiled for hundreds of miles, and the black and yellow sky was turned upside down.

After a long while, the clanging sound of sword energy suddenly stopped.

The demon butterfly disappeared, and the red-haired woman's true body appeared on the spot.

The sword spirit Qianzhi stood opposite the red-haired woman. The dark-colored long sword she held in her hand pierced the red-haired woman's heart without any bias.

Streams of bright red flowed down the surface of the ink-colored sword body, flying down bit by bit, like the messy and weak broken wings of a red butterfly in winter.

The red-haired woman's eyes became dull, her breath was gone, and her whole body seemed to be frozen.

Sword Spirit Qian Zhi simply pulled back the black long sword, and the red-haired woman plummeted to the ground from high in the sky.

Plop! It was planted in the square on the fine iron ground, dyeing the ground bright red.

Sword Spirit Qianzhi stood in the air, his chest rising and falling slightly. Obviously, she had used a lot of strength in the blow just now.

Sword Spirit Qianzhi turned back to look at Xu Yang and smiled: "Little Master Xu Yang, Sword Spirit Qianzhi has fulfilled his mission, so I'm not bad. Next time you encounter a strong enemy, don't call out that loser Bai Mang." , It simply insults your reputation, master."

The breath Xu Yang had been holding in all this time jumped out of his chest, passed through his throat, and spurted out.

As soon as his body was relaxed, the power of hundreds of ghosts transformed by Bai Mang that was trapped in his body immediately spun out from his body surface. Whoosh, whoosh, the spirit body of a hundred ghosts fell into the void in the distance and disappeared.

Without the blessing of Bai Mang's body of ghosts and gods, Xu Yang returned to his original appearance as a young man in green, but he could no longer control Qian Zhi's body of sword spirit.

Xu Yang simply said: "Thank you. See you next time."

Sword Spirit Qianzhi looked at Xu Yang's youthful appearance, with a slight smile on his lips. His body quickly dissipated like mist, and the power of a thousand ghosts dispersed into the void.

Where Qian Zhi left, the dark Devil May Sword was suspended there.

Xu Yang made a move with one hand, and the Devil Weeping Sword turned into a black stream of light and sank into his body, turning into a small black sword about the size of an inch and hovering in the Zifu space.

"The butterfly demon was killed, but I don't know where she hid some of my friends." Xu Yang glanced at the body of the red-haired woman on the ground and said to himself.

After adjusting his breathing, Xu Yang dispersed his consciousness. The square in Nuoda was empty, but he found nothing.

He turned around, looked around, and whispered: "In such a short period of time, it is impossible for this witch to hide Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li far away. Did they throw them into the lake of blood sin? If so. , they will perish.”

The hair on Xu Yang's body stood up as he thought. If Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and the black boy Zhang Li died here, that would be something he would never accept. It would be a complete failure.

Xu Yang quickly took out the mission token given to him by Shijinfo Temple. His expression softened as he looked into his consciousness. It was discovered that the soul mark of each of Murong Yu, Gongsun Zhi and black boy Zhang Li was still attached to the mission token.

"They did not die, otherwise the soul mark would disappear." Xu Yang frowned slightly, "Could it be that they were hidden in some kind of barrier? They should be nearby."

"No! If the barrier is nearby, and the enchantress has been killed by me, the barrier she controls will naturally show its flaws. Could it be..."

Thinking of this, Xu Yang felt a chill running down his spine.

He suddenly turned around and looked at the red-haired woman's body.

"oops!"

Xu Yang's eyes showed an incredible look and he screamed.