Chapter 942

The white faced Taoist of Quanzhen temple is a strong man in the middle of the real king, and the purple dust in his hand exudes a strong holy power, which is obviously a holy instrument.

The three true king elders of the seven demon sect, even in the face of the holy soldiers' oppression of the white faced Taoist priest, did not mean to make way at all. What the white faced Taoist called the Moro was a thin old man with a long face in black. His cultivation also reached the middle stage of the true king. At this moment, he was holding a bloody spear with ancient shape and holy prestige, which was actually another holy weapon.

You know, when the seven demon sect was at Canglong cliff before, four holy soldiers, tripod, tower, knife and mirror, plus the bloody spear in the black faced old man's hand, were already the fifth holy soldier.

This bloody spear is different from ordinary holy soldiers. Although it looks a little primitive, it exudes a stronger aura of the holy way than ordinary holy weapons.

"Qiu hengzi, your Quanzhen temple is a little too busy. If it goes on like this, I'm not polite! This temple was discovered by my seven demon sect first. All Taoist friends, please leave."

Moro, a thin and weak old man on the side of the seven demon sect, pointed his bloody spear at the white faced Taoist priest of Quanzhen Temple angrily, and his tone was full of killing intent.

"Moro, who doesn't know that your seven demon sect came prepared this time. We explored most of the place here, not to mention the inheritance of the blood heaven saint, and we didn't find any farts. Looking at your posture, I think there must be some treasure in the hall behind you. Why, you want to eat it alone?"

Monk miaokong of the blissful sect walked forward with a cold face, stared at the Moro road maliciously, and was not afraid of the holy soldiers in the hands of the Moro.

"That is, the disciples of my heartless palace have also searched many places, but also found nothing. Moro, you can't let us go for nothing!"

The beautiful woman in white of the desperate Palace also stood up. She was the elder of the true king realm who entered the blood heaven this time, and there were also sevenoreight disciples in the late stage of tongxuan. She was also fearless in the face of the three true kings of the seven demon sect.

"Young Lord, look at the situation. These people of the main gate should have found nothing in this place. In this case, the hall we just entered is empty because there is nothing left."

Sword five whispered Li Mudao, looking at the situation between the seven demon sect and many sects not far away, looking like a good play.

"Nothing was found, but the seven demon sects were so brazenly guarding the door of the hall. There must be something shameful in it. Elder Jian Wu, do you think it could be the blood map?"

Li Mu looked dignified and guessed that the blood array was the main purpose of his coming this time. If the blood array was here, he naturally couldn't stand idly by.

"What are you waiting for? Let's go in!"

With the conversation between Li Mu and Jian Wu, the originally tense situation in the distance suddenly changed. Qu jianxie was holding a five colored long sword, and with a five colored sword gas, he went straight to the Moro three of the seven demon sect and killed them.

"Kill!!"

Qiu hengzi of Quanzhen Temple saw that Qu jianxie shot first, and he no longer kept his hand. The purple dust in his hand shook, and a purple aura flew out of the dust. With a strong holy power, he rushed towards the three Moros, and the war was imminent.

People from the desperate palace, Zhong Tianzi Lei sect, blissful sect and other sects also shot at it. For a time, the magical powers transformed by various spiritual lights danced in midair and blasted away at the three morons.

"Blood night demon gun, kill!"

In the face of the attack of many powerful men, the Moro and other three people looked dead, but they still didn't mean to let the way open. They saw that the Moro fired the bloody spear in his hand at one stroke, drew in the air in front of him, and a three foot thick bloody true Qi wall appeared in front of him, blocking the attack of everyone present.

The bloody gas wall contains a very strong holy power, and any attack that falls on it is blocked by it, and it can't get close to the body of Moro at all.

"What kind of holy soldier is this? It has such power. So many people's attacks have been intercepted!"

Looking at the bloody gas wall that blocked the attack of the crowd, Li Mu, who stood not far away and stood by, was a little shocked.

"It's really powerful. Although the gun is a holy soldier, Quanzhen temple and other sects are not easy to deal with, and they have a lot of holy soldiers!"

Jian Wu, like Li Mu, was surprised that the power of the bloody spear offered by the Moro was so powerful.

"This is a great holy soldier, and there is also an artifact spirit in it. In addition, it is likely to be a congenital artifact spirit. In contrast, the rest of the holy soldiers are just dead, but this bloody spear is a living thing!"

Qingling's voice rang out from Li Mu's mind. Li Mu immediately opened his eyes three points when he heard the speech. Li Mu naturally knew the so-called spirit.

There are two kinds of artifact spirits: the acquired artifact spirits and the innate artifact spirits. The acquired artifact spirits are more common in the cultivation world. They are nothing more than the spirits of monsters and beasts integrated into the Lingbao, which makes the Lingbao psychic to produce the artifact spirits with their own thoughts.

However, the innate spirit is not common. It generally refers to the soul automatically bred after Lingbao reaches a certain grade. This kind of spirit is called the innate spirit, which is far more powerful than the acquired spirit.

This is like a person's yuan spirit. If the original body is destroyed, it can be lost through the yuan spirit, and the innate organ spirit is the original and incoming body of the original, and the acquired organ spirit is the body after the original body is lost. By contrast, naturally, its own noumenon is the most suitable for itself.

"It's impossible to have the innate spirit. I haven't had a saint level strong person in Yuheng mainland for many years, and although the spirit in the saint soldier won't disappear immediately with the fall of the master, it will slowly die out as the longer it lives. How can there be a saint level innate spirit?"

Li Mu didn't believe Qing Ling's words. He had heard huntian say about Qi Ling before, and he knew a little about it.

You know, even the saint level strong, usually the longevity is only ten thousand years, and once the master falls, the spirit in the saint soldier will slowly decline, and will slowly die out with time, ranging from decades to hundreds of years, to thousands of years. Unless it is an imperial instrument, it cannot survive forever. This is the law of heaven and earth.

The more modern the Beidou world is, the thinner the vitality of heaven and earth is. Let alone the saint level strong, there are only a few transcendental realms. According to the truth, there can be no innate spirit of Saint soldiers.

"I know what you think, but there is no absolute thing in the cultivation world. There are several ways I know to prolong the survival time of the spirit, such as sealing, or providing with natural materials and earth treasures, but the cost is a little high."

Seeing that Li Mu didn't believe him, Qing Ling immediately opened his mouth and explained.

"It's said that the power of any holy soldier with innate spirit is much stronger than those without spirit. These seven demon sects are really hard enough to bring these treasures!"

Looking at the quanzhenguan and others who had fought with the seven demon sect, Li Mu felt a burst of emotion. You know, even in the Canglong cliff, the people of the seven demon sect did not sacrifice the so-called blood night demon gun. At the foot of the blood peak mountain, facing the attacks of many demon families, they did not show the blood night demon gun, but it was used at the moment, which is enough to show that the hall behind the three Moros must be extraordinary.

"Boom!!!"

The explosion of Zhenyuan impact continued to sound, and the duel between the holy soldiers was inspired by the cultivation of the real king and the strong. The scene was naturally extraordinary. None of the sects, such as wanjian gate, Quanzhen temple, zhongtianzilei sect, Xiaoyao sect, jueyang palace, blissful sect and so on, kept their hands open, and the holy soldiers jointly besieged the three Moros of the seven demon sect.

Under the siege of many holy soldiers, the Zhenyuan Qi wall inspired by the blood night demon gun of Moro soon broke, and the other two ZHENWANG elders beside Moro saw this, and hurriedly injected their Zhenyuan into Moro's body. Under the joint efforts of the three ZHENWANG strongmen to urge the blood night demon gun, this was able to block the series of attacks of Qiu hengzi.

"Weng!!!"

Seeing the heat of the war, suddenly, the whole blood sky peak shook violently. This time, it was not a small area of vibration, but the whole mountain moved.

The sudden vibration of xuetianfeng naturally attracted the attention of everyone present. Qiu hengzi and Moro also stopped attacking one after another to see what happened.

However, at this time, the hall behind the three Moros suddenly burst into pieces with a loud bang. A circle of bloody Zhenyuan Qi waves swept out of the hall crazily, shaking the roof and walls of the hall into powder and splashing everywhere.

With the sudden explosion of the hall, people close to it, such as Moro, subconsciously retreated out for tens of meters. When they reacted again, they all looked into the hall with no roof and walls. At this look, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

On the ground in the hall, there was a blood pool with a length of more than 100 meters and a width of more than 100 meters. The red blood rolled in the blood pool, and the blood colored chains of the thickness of adult arms were derived.

These bloody chains are as flexible as tentacles. At this moment, more than a dozen disciples of the seven demon sect and two real king level elders have been entangled by many bloody chains and are being dragged to the blood pool by the bloody chains.

In the hall, only ghost face Aogu was alone, and he was not entangled by the blood chain, because he sacrificed a black bead, which condensed into an inky aura mask outside the body, temporarily blocking the entanglement of the blood chain, but even so, outside the black aura mask, he was also entangled by the blood chain circle after circle, and the situation of Aogu was not optimistic