Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 261 The legend that has been passed down through the ages is true

The Heavenly Heart Seal, coveted by countless powerful men in the world, began to crumble and shatter under this sword.

Suddenly, a trace of black liquid began to flow out of Demon Slayer's eyes.

At this moment, Yuan Ying suddenly stretched out her hand.

A large army suddenly appeared on the surface of the endless sea. Amidst the waves, it was like a mirage, suddenly emerging from the horizon.

The golden temperament and the flag that covers the sky.

These people wore silver masks and were covered in armor.

It was like a knight who had died eons ago, corrupted by some evil power, with golden light surrounding his body and a ball of black air between his eyebrows.

So many strange creatures suddenly appeared on the originally calm sea surface.

Du Fang was wondering what these things were.

Bai Zhi suddenly shouted from behind:

"Kill them quickly! They are evil spirits raised by the ghost clan!"

Demon spirit, these two words are very niche, but listening to Bai Zhi's anxious voice, this must be an extremely terrifying creature.

Du Fang didn't hesitate at all and slashed at the army that suddenly appeared with his sword.

This sword is incredibly powerful.

Du Fang unleashed all his potential and struck with all his might.

This sword strikes——

Almost half of the surface of the Endless Sea was completely evaporated by this sword. Bai Zhi was surprised to find that she seemed to see water plants on the seabed.

Countless steam enveloped the army.

A sword with almost such power could not harm these evil spirits at all.

Water vapor rose, and a large number of white cavalry stepped out of the fog.

Bai Zhi's expression changed, and Du Fang's expression also changed.

But Yuan Ying, who was in the distance, showed a strange smile.

These are the ninth-level dead souls buried under the sea of ​​​​boundaries. After tens of thousands of years of nurturing by yin and yang energy, they are the most proud trump cards of the ghost clan.

However, when these summoned black spirit armies stepped out of the white fog in a mighty manner, they were suddenly stunned at the same time. At the front, a dozen riders paused, took a look, and suddenly turned their horses' heads and stepped back into the fog.

Soon, the entire army of demons disappeared in the white mist.

This scene left everyone confused.

Du Fang was surprised, and Yuan Ying looked confused.

Only Bai Zhi, looking at the Holy Fire Red Lotus in her arms, revealed a mysterious smile.

The water vapor wrapped around the evil spirit suddenly disappeared quickly.

The faster it comes, the faster it goes.

But Du Fang knew in his heart that these evil spirits were not defeated by him.

"What is this?" Du Fang's expression was calm.

A hint of confusion flashed across Yuan Ying's eyes.

This is the most important trump card of the ghost clan, and it is the fighting force that has been kept in reserve for thousands of years.

Even during the three trips this time, they didn't bring it out.

A sense of unwillingness gradually rose in Yuan Ying's heart.

She just smiled bitterly and looked at Du Fang:

"During the Iron Fan Gate battle that day, I hid the Heavenly Heart Seal just so I could slay you with my sword today. I never thought that even my senior brother couldn't be your match!"

"The Immortal Spirit Rebellion, the seeds of disaster have truly formed, and it is beyond the ability of my ghost cultivators to resist!"

As soon as she finished these two sentences, Yuan Ying retreated three thousand feet and went straight to Quzhou City, as if she would never look at her dying senior brother again.

Du Fang was confused and looked at Bai Zhi. Listening to what the woman said, it seemed that she was convinced that this senior brother was already dead.

Du Fang finally looked at the Demon Slayer who was still twisting and struggling not far away:

This is known as the strongest Nine Realms combat power:

"How about the swordsmanship of my Lingxiao Sword School? This move, Feixian Zhan, was taught to me by my uncle Xuanzhen." He stared at Gui Slayer with a mocking smile.

At this time, Demon Slayer's entire body turned into white bones, and a crack in the center of his eyebrows completely pierced his head.

Demon Slayer looked at Yuan Ying who was leaving in the distance, and there was hatred in his eyes.

Du Fang saw it:

"Why do you hate your junior sister? Do you hate her for running away without saving you?"

"She... I originally thought she would use my clan's sacred artifact, the Jade Tree Spirit Root, to help me block your sword! Unfortunately..."

"Unfortunately, your life is not worth her using her sacred object to block this sword!"

"What's even more unfortunate is that you are so arrogant and conceited that you forgot that you don't want your junior sister to interfere?"

"You asked for this!"

Du Fang helped him speak it out.

Gui Mie's face was filled with dejection, and he roared, "I won't give up. I've been a Taoist for hundreds of years and have entered the ninth realm, but I'm still no match for the immortals!"

"Is the immortal body rumored in the world really that terrifying?"

"It's just that you haven't practiced enough. A true bone sword practitioner is not like you!" Bai Zhi came in front of him and looked at Guimie's face.

"Do you know the White Bone Sword Cultivator?" His voice was trembling.

The demon's face was almost covered in black blood, and his features could not be seen clearly.

"That was a sword sect from the ancient times, ranked third in the world. It's not something that a sinister person like you can cultivate!"

"Why?" Demon Slayer roared.

"Because Bone Sword Cultivators are all women, you, as a virgin sacrificed to the evil god, are not suitable for cultivation. Only your junior sister is a true Bone Sword Cultivator. Am I right?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Demon Slayer's entire body began to transform.

In the colorful rain of light, a pure white mark of the heart of heaven rose with the wind and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"he died!"

"Yes, we should go!"

Bai Zhi suddenly looked at Du Fang, "Just now, there was a slight chance to capture the Heavenly Heart Seal. Why did you let it go?"

"Because I am a fairy spirit, I don't need this thing to prove my truth!"

Du Fang pulled Bai Zhi up and headed straight south.

Bai Zhi pointed to the south and said softly, "When you fight Yuan Ying again later, you must be extremely cautious. This woman is the only one who can be a so-called White Bone Sword Cultivator. This Ghost Slayer is just a mere form of the same."

"This woman is very secretive and must have some ulterior motive."

"I know. I knew it the first time we fought!"

When passing by the battlefield, Du Fang and Bai Zhi were suddenly stunned at the same time:

The battlefield here was in a mess. The mudflats were covered with deep pits and cracks dozens of feet long. Countless human swordsmen had their bodies torn to pieces and were trapped in the puddles.

Countless coffin boxes turned into powder and scattered on the soil.

The cracks were filled with the corpses of gigantic monsters. Corpses, bones, and blood splattered everywhere. It truly was a hellish Shura field.

It extends for dozens of miles.

"The fighting here is so fierce!"

Du Fang stopped and silently bowed to the countless dead sword cultivators on the ground. Then he let out a long roar, flew up on his sword, and flew directly towards Quzhou City.

When Du Fang saw the colorful glazed curtain that protected the formation above Quzhou City disappear, his heart suddenly sank.

Everything he and Baizhi saw in the Holy Fire Red Lotus Sphere actually happened.

"We're late!"

Angelica dahurica is as light as rainbow smoke and is almost inaudible.

Du Fang said in his heart: "Yes, it's too late. Everything happened just as predicted!"

As the sword approached, Du Fang suddenly discovered that Quzhou City was still the same Quzhou City he had visited before, and the city was full of vitality.

The city was intact, the people were safe, and the royal family was patrolling the surrounding cities.

This big city, nestled between mountains and water, is still exactly the same as when I visited it.

A burst of ecstasy descended from the sky, and Du Fang's body was shaking with excitement:

"It's not too late, it's not too late, nothing has happened yet!"

When Du Fang saw the flag of the Tiannan Sword Sect, he immediately followed it and discovered something very strange:

At this time, there were only less than five or six thousand powerful cultivators hanging in the air.

But no one had a look of joy on their face.

After a great battle just now, the remaining combat power of the human race has basically retreated here.

In the distance, the nine-level powerful beings of the three clans of Jinghai, Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Yuanying, were all suspended in the air on the opposite side. Many monsters of the three clans were killed.

Bai Zhi is also very strange:

"What happened to them?"

Yuan Ying nodded to Du Fang from a distance, and the other two powerful demons looked at Du Fang at the same time.

Obviously, they already knew the news that Demon Slayer died at the hands of Du Fang.

But among these people, the human race was silent, while the faces of the three tribes in Jinghai were all excited.

"You're here! Young friend Du Fang!"

Donghuang, the head of the Tiannan Sword Sect, had half of his face cut off, revealing his bones, and his entire arm was chopped off at the shoulder.

But there was no trace of pain in his expression, only sadness.

"Who did this?"

Du Fang gritted his teeth and asked him.

Dong Huang shook his head. "It doesn't matter who did it. My friend Du Fang, you and I will witness the most magnificent scene in eternity today!"

"What's going on? Why are you all acting so weird?"

"The ritual has already begun and cannot be stopped. The ancient legend is true..."