Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 260: Nine paths to the great road, all leading to the same destination.

Du Fang looked at him with disdain: "With your ninth-level cultivation, how dare you call yourself the messenger of the evil god? The woman standing behind you is much more powerful than you!"

The demon slayer suddenly roared:

"I am a sword cultivator, a white bone sword cultivator unmatched throughout the ages. Today, based on the power of sword, I will personally defeat you, slay the immortal spirit, and prove my Dao heart!"

The magnificent sword intent in that sword strike just now was the first time that Gui Slayer had suffered a crushing defeat since he became a Taoist.

Du Fang's face was full of bullying smile:

"No, you two brothers and sisters should come together! You alone are no match for me!"

"I want only one person, Junior Sister, you stand back and watch. Anyone who interferes will be my opponent! I will not show any mercy to the White Bone Sword in my hand!"

As he spoke, the sharp blade cut through the void, enveloping Du Fang and him.

Du Fang laughed. This guy was too arrogant. He had never encountered failure since his debut, which was why he was so arrogant. He just provoked him a little, and his goal was achieved.

Since the two pillars of the Realm Sea cannot attack together today, then just kill this evil spirit directly and avenge the thousands of human sword cultivators who died.

"I told you, you are no match for me!"

Du Fang slowly offered his sword: "This time, it is my Lingxiao sword intent, the fatal series of three immortal slashes. If you can block the three swords, I will commit suicide here with my immortal body, and the Holy Fire Red Lotus will be yours to take away!"

He was extremely confident at this moment.

With a true ninth-order sword spirit, he is no match for this powerful ghost cultivator at the emperor level.

Gui Slayer laughed and his body suddenly disappeared into the void.

Countless black air suddenly appeared above the light blue sea surface. Du Fang saw with his own eyes that under the endless sea, nearly tens of millions of densely packed corpses floated out.

He immediately thought of the billions of lives that had died in this endless sea.

These people are all human beings who were buried under the sea when the primitive world was shattered.

After ten thousand years, the body still did not decay, and countless floating corpses broke through the ice surface. What was strange was that the sun in the sky suddenly disappeared.

Then a golden moon appeared in the sky, a natural phenomenon. The strange thing was that the moon actually emitted golden light like the sun.

Each floating corpse was coated with a layer of golden light.

Countless floating corpses seemed to come alive, standing up tremblingly. These rotten corpses raised their hands to the sky, as if praying for something.

Accompanied by waves of strange noises.

Du Fang clearly discovered that a mysterious and unpredictable force that had been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years was constantly awakening and growing stronger from under the sea.

At the junction of sky and sea, a ghostly cry suddenly came.

Du Fang couldn't see, but he could clearly hear the sobbing of the many wronged souls circling around him.

Some were howling like ghosts, some were begging endlessly, and some were pressing fiercely.

In this world, countless pains and despairs, all the resentments and hatreds wanted to penetrate into his mind through this voice.

The sound pierced into his mind like a sharp needle.

Du Fang gritted his teeth and struggled to hold on in pain. The immortal blood and energy in his body began to be eaten away and drained away with the sound of the ghost crying.

At this moment, the void cracked and all the corpses fell down.

On their bodies, golden lights merged into the sky. In the sky, a voice like the devil's grin was heard, and a sword of bones that could almost take away the luck of thousands was heard.

Horrible and bright blood flowers appeared in the sky.

Every blood flower turned into sword intent, piercing into Du Fang's mind.

What a terrifying sword intent!

Du Fang finally understood why Gui Slayer had been enlightened for a hundred years and became the messenger of the evil god. He could almost borrow the power of the evil god, however tiny it was.

But this power, never seen before between heaven and earth, completely suppressed his mortal body.

Just when the flesh and blood all over the body began to crumble and the bones began to break.

A warm blue light rose from the chest, like a powerful Buddha's light, removing all the negative energy, hostility, and evil spirits from the body.

Du Fang took a long breath.

This is the rat Wang Er in his arms. The spirit of luck has saved him again.

"Let's go and kill this evil!"

He soared into the sky, pierced the sky with a sword, and the void shattered.

The entire tattered body of Demon Slayer appeared on the surface of the sea.

Yuan Ying, who was watching the battle from a distance, screamed in surprise at his senior brother's appearance.

Du Fang laughed. This real emperor-level strong man had just fed the god with his flesh. He had torn off all the flesh and blood on his body to feed the evil god.

And his true form is a baby boy.

It was only three inches in size, and in his hand was a sword that looked like a piece of bone.

"Is this your true form? Take my three sword strikes!"

"Jiyun Sword!"

"Wind Return Sword!"

"Deadly chain of three immortal swords!"

Du Fang integrated Lingxiao Sword Intent with the Nine Sword Techniques, and the three swords he realized were merged into one sword.

The power of the three swords overlapped, and suddenly a dragon roar sounded in the sky. A sword spirit that almost covered the heaven and earth spewed out from the blood-red ink-marked sword in his hand.

He pounced directly on the weak body of Demon Slayer.

Du Fang was afraid that these three swords would not be able to kill him, so he shook his sword and countless destructive swords appeared in the sky.

The rain of swords in the sky carries the magical power of fairies.

Du Fang flew up, and the main sword in his hand suddenly grew larger, about several dozen feet long. The red blood light on the sword completely covered all the light between heaven and earth.

The sword blade completely cut through the void and slashed towards Demon Slayer's body.

At that moment, Demon Slayer's body became weak and tiny under the rain of swords and the huge sword light.

The overwhelming sword power made Yuan Ying's hair stand on end in the distance.

She had never seen such a sword power that was more terrifying than the power of heaven and earth. She had fought with Du Fang in the Iron Fan Gate.

He was not as strong as he is now.

Why, in just a few days, this senior brother who was more powerful than himself could not withstand the sword intent?

Bai Zhi in the distance smiled and looked at Du Fang's figure in the sky.

She was the one who personally sacrificed and refined the ninth-order sword spirit, and she also knew how terrifying the power of the fairy magic would be after being blessed by millions of dead souls.

At this moment, even if a powerful person at the peak of the ninth realm came, he would not be able to block this sword.

really.

Demon Slayer looked at the unstoppable sword intent in the sky.

Directly forced out the Tianxin Seal.

On the top of his young head, a pure white flower, almost as pure and flawless as a ninth-grade lotus, hovered above his head.

This time, Du Fang and Bai Zhi finally saw clearly that there were only twenty-three Tianxin Seals in the world.

It turns out that the mark also looks like a flower, exactly the same as the fairy flower.

Ninety-nine and eighty-one petals.

There are nine paths to the great road, all leading to the same destination.

Du Fang's body turned into a sword. Wherever he passed, the vast power emanating from the sword cut all the pure white into gas and dissipated it.