Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 160 Heaven and Earth Dao Pattern as Sword

"Nothing much, just like you. Isn't there a fairy spirit in your body? We are the same!"

Du Fang suddenly said:

"This evil art of Long Yuan's soul fusion was brought out by your Qing Emperor from the ancient Dao Court in the Yuan Ruins below Longqi City, right?"

"Oh, you're so smart, you can even guess that!"

Du Fang smiled and said slowly:

"I'm in your hands. What are you going to do now? Drain my blood and energy?"

Bai Zhi glanced at Zhuang Bucheng's body on the ground and said with a smile:

"What do you want? You killed an unparalleled eighth-rank elder from Longyuan, and also killed my second uncle, Bai Bufan. Now you ask me, what do I want?"

Her expression suddenly became crazy, her eyes turned bloodshot, and hatred almost permeated and distorted her entire beautiful face.

"What am I going to do? Haha, I'm going to eat you, and then throw your flesh and blood into the abyss, letting the bloodthirsty Yin spirits chew you alive. I'm going to tear your body into ten pieces. No, ten pieces aren't enough. I'm going to tear off every bone of yours, let mosquitoes bite you, and then bury you in the Yellow Springs. You're going to be unable to die, and you're going to suffer pain for thousands of years!"

Unexpectedly, Du Fang smiled and said:

"Okay, let's go now!"

"Aren't you afraid?" Bai Zhi asked in surprise.

Du Fang smiled playfully and said, "You know, you looked really ugly just now. Really ugly! Even the sows in the pigpen looked prettier than you!"

"Pa" a hard slap hit Du Fang on the face.

Du Fang did not resist, but just watched with a smile on his face.

He knew that beauty was always the greatest weapon when attacking a woman.

"Can you say that again?"

Du Fang smiled and said, "You have a mirror with you, why don't you look at yourself?"

The white paper suddenly reached into her arms. Du Fang was right. She did carry a mirror with her. For a woman who loves beauty, a mirror is even more important than the sword on her body.

In the mirror was a distorted, vicious, and violent female face.

Bai Zhi herself did not expect that she would be so terrifying and ugly at this moment when she was blinded by hatred. She turned around, and a red aura surged from her whole body, and the hostility was instantly suppressed.

When he turned around, a graceful, dignified and decent sword sect leader was standing before him.

"It looks much better this way!"

Du Fang smiled:

"Come and get this fairy blood with your ability!"

Smiling, she floated out, her words were exhausted, and now it was time to show her true strength. Bai Zhi had just reached the ninth realm, and with the blessing of the ninth-level sword spirit,

He had never experienced how strong the aura of the Ninth Realm was.

At this moment, Bai Zhi's aura was very similar to Chang Ying's, both were natural, simple and unpretentious. There was not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation on her body.

"Draw your sword! Let me see how powerful the Ninth Realm of Alternative Enlightenment is!"

Bai Zhi showed a sneer of disdain on her face:

"I have coveted your immortal blood for nearly thirty years. Tonight, I will borrow your blood to reach the third level of the Immortal Realm, ascend to the Emperor Realm, and obtain the Heavenly Heart Seal!"

"Very good, come and get it if you can!"

Du Fang concentrated, swung his sword, and stared at the magic sword 'Blood Rainbow' in Bai Zhi's hand with an extremely serious expression. There were nine golden lights on it, trapping a real sword spirit.

He had witnessed how terrifying the sword spirit was when he was in Baizhi's eighth realm.

Bai Zhi's body slowly rose up, her long hair parted to cover her beautiful face, and she actually opened a green porcelain bottle in her hand.

Hundreds of thousands of ghosts and spirits emerged from the green bottle.

This is the technique of collecting souls in the porcelain bottle in the tomb of the Human Emperor. It seems that after Bai Zhi merged with Li Qingshuang's soul, she has comprehended all the secrets in the tomb.

Du Fang chuckled and said, "Ever since you merged with my senior sister's spirit, you've done a lot of things that have angered heaven and man!"

Bai Zhi grinned and said, "They're going to feed the Fallen Angels anyway, so why not come and pay tribute to my sword spirit?"

As soon as the words fell.

Countless white ghosts suddenly spread across the sky, covering the entire night sky in an instant.

At this time, at the top of Longyuan Sacred Mountain, countless white shadows seemed to rush out from the abyss, merging into a river, like the Milky Way in the sky, dotted with stars, flowing continuously, and like the hundreds of thousands of disaster victims' souls collected in the bottle, they were sucked into the Blood Rainbow Demon Sword like a giant dragon sucking water.

At the same time, at her feet, nine sixth-level elders in black and yellow satin robes trembled with their legs and looked terrified. Some were begging for mercy, while others were screaming:

Lord of the Wasteland!

The Lord of the Wilderness is crazy!

The deserter wants to sacrifice us!

Before the voice fell, the blood, energy, and souls of the nine elders were drained and merged into the magic sword.

Bai Zhi's cold smile:

"This scene is very familiar to you!"

"This is the source of immortal power. I didn't expect you to have learned it too!" Du Fang suddenly swung his sword and directly sent Lu Wushuang away.

Bai Zhi said, "You're so kind, you're afraid I'll kill your buddy!"

Lu Wushuang said from a distance: "Thank you, little brother, wait for my good news!" At the same time, his body disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

At this moment, the red aura emanating from the blood-red demonic sword in Bai Zhi's hand grew even brighter, more vibrant, and richer. In less than a moment, the nine elders' shrunken bodies shrank into fleshy balls, the size of shriveled washbasins, falling from the sky like rotten persimmons.

These blood and these shriveled flesh balls formed a blood-red net, and blood continued to emerge from the Blood Rainbow Demon Sword, constantly expanding the red blood net.

Du Fang suddenly realized that this was not the power of immortals.

Baizhi practices another evil method.

This evil method was used by the souls in the Human Emperor's Tomb, and it was completely different from his own. Upon seeing this, he leaped up with heroic spirit.

His body was like lightning, he slashed out with his sword, and shouted loudly:

"Halfway across the river, strike in the middle."

This sword was magnificent and huge, and the sword energy covered all directions.

As the sword light hit the blood-red net, Du Fang's body suddenly shook and he fell back.

White light shone slowly on the red sword, and the rainbow light of the sword formation gradually disappeared.

Bai Zhi said coldly: "How is it? It doesn't feel good!"

"You are crazy, feeding the sword spirit with your living souls!" At this time, countless dead souls came from the Longyuan Divine Mountain and merged into the tip of the Blood Rainbow Sword.

There is not a single living being in the entire Longqi City.

The cold air of the ghost enveloped all directions, and in this endless dark space, suddenly, a brilliant white light rose.

In the dazzling light, Bai Zhi's figure was like a fairy, walking lightly in the Milky Way filled with ghostly auras and evil spirits.

She took nine steps in the sky, the blood-red sword moving gracefully in her slender hands.

A woman in white clothes as white as snow flew up, using all her hatred, and under the bleak moonlight, she swung a sword that was as green as rainbow smoke and as light as flying snow.

Qinghua Jiemie—behead!

This sword strike was so light, so faint, so faint, as a flying cloud. It almost touched the profound meaning of the ultimate realm of swordsmanship.

Du Fang did not show any contempt. This time, he was much more cautious and solemn than in the previous two sword fights, as if a light sword could destroy the life of this world.

He looked solemn, and a pool of blood spurted out of his mouth. In his hand, Chengying directly transformed the blood of the immortals into a Taoist diagram.

This is Lingxiao's swordsmanship!

Use the Dao pattern of heaven and earth as a sword, the body is a sword, and heaven and earth are also a sword.