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Chapter 191

The bloody wind was everywhere, and the blood thunder roared.

"This... This..." The

Burning Heaven Demon Monarch looked at the blood-colored tentacles that looked like a heavenly pillar in shock, and he was speechless for a long time when he opened his mouth.

Compared with the blood-colored tentacle in front of him, the tentacle that suppressed him that day was simply a world apart!

Perverted!

What a pervert!

The Burning Heaven Demon Monarch secretly glanced at Fang Mo, who was bloody and threatening, and secretly swallowed his saliva.

"Why does Lao Dao always think that this blood-colored tentacle is a little unsightly..."

muttered the ghost Daoist next to him.

...

That blood-colored tentacle was like a demon dragon ascending into the abyss, rushing hundreds of meters into the air in the blink of an eye, and the bloody wind howled.

"Boom!!"

With a loud bang, the blood-colored tentacles collided with the formation barrier.

The heavens and the earth shook, and the void shook.

Just when everyone's faces changed drastically and they were panicked,

"Click..."

The formation barrier shattered like a mirror.

The next moment, the terrifying sword qi of the entire square also dissipated, as if it had never appeared, leaving only a mutilated corpse.

Those who survived by luck collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath, revealing expressions for the rest of their lives.

At this time, those hundreds of Heavenly Sword Sect powerhouses also fell to the ground from mid-air, spitting out blood and dying breath.

"You... How did you... Possible!

Bai Hong covered his chest with his hands, knelt on the ground, and looked at Fang Mo with horrified eyes.

With his own strength, he broke the Tai'a Demon Extermination Sword Array!

Even the Yuan Master Realm can't break this formation so easily...

At this moment, Bai Hong was finally afraid.

As the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect, he felt fear for the first time.

This young man named Fang Mo is too devilish!

The growth rate is terrifying.

In the depths, Bai Hong felt that this son would definitely become a nightmare for the entire cultivation world in the future.

I am in trouble today.

However, this news must be passed on and the other major sects join forces to kill this son with all their might!

As soon as he thought of this, Bai Hong took out the sound transmission jade talisman and crushed it fiercely.

In the next second, Bai Hong's face became more and more ugly.

The jade talisman did not respond.

"Hmph."

At this moment, Fang Mo snorted coldly.

Countless blood-colored tentacles popped out from the sea of blood, rolling Bai Hong and the hundreds of sword cultivators high like scarlet lightning.

"It's time to end."

Looking at those sword cultivators who were constantly struggling, Fang Mo's tone was cold.

As soon as the words fell, the bodies of those sword cultivators withered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Fang... Mo, you are so cruel and murderous, you must... It will be punished by God!

Bai Hong roared viciously.

Fang Mo's gaze was indifferent and turned a deaf ear.

After a few breaths, Bai Hong and the hundreds of sword cultivators all turned into dried corpses and fell from the sky.

This scene made the audience silent.

The blood-robed demon cultivators looked at Fang Mo feverishly.

This is their Lord!

A supreme existence that can kill the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect!

"Lord Blood Lord, the Yuan Power is boundless!"

"Slaughter God and destroy demons, only I am respected!"

A thunderous voice sounded again, hitting Jiuxiao.

On the other hand, the remaining Heavenly Sword Sect disciples had earth-colored faces, and their eyes were full of despair.

Fang Mo glanced at it expressionlessly, and spat out softly in his mouth:

"Kill."

...

One hour later.

By the Broken Soul River, Fang Mo stood with his hands in his hands.

The Five Poisonous Rakshasas and the demon boy stood behind him with respectful faces.

The two of them each carried a shriveled corpse in their hands, and it was Fang Long and Lin Feng.

"Throw it down."

Fang Mo's tone was calm.

"Yes."

With two 'pops' of falling water, the body sank to the bottom of the river.

Fang Mo stared expressionlessly at the surface of the Broken Soul River, silent for a long time.

The two of the five poisonous rakshas and the demon boy looked nervous, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out.

For a long time,

"Let's go."

As Fang Mo's voice sounded, the three disappeared by the Broken Soul River.

...

A few days later, the entire cultivation world set off earth-shattering waves.

The Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect fell.

Hundreds of powerhouses in the Heavenly Sword Sect died.

This news made countless people stand on the spot and be terrified.

The Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect was killed?

This is something that has never happened in a thousand years.

He was also killed by the people of the Demon Dao, and the consequences can be imagined.

The hearts of countless cultivators were covered with a layer of gloom.

The cultivation world is about to change the sky.

I'm afraid that the battle of the right demon is about to start again....

And Fang Mo's name also resounded throughout the cultivation world.

Including his life, origins, deeds....

In less than a year, he stirred up the storm, became an abandoned disciple of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect, slaughtered millions of people, and achieved the name of the Blood Lord.

This time, even the Great Elder of the Heavenly Sword Sect died in his hands.

Demon genius, bloodthirsty butcher, lord of the demon path, ten thousand years of demon, disaster in the cultivation world...

And so on, a series of names were crowned on Fang Mo's head.

For a while, the blood lord Fang Mo became a taboo.

...

Heavenly Sword Sect.

At this time, within the Heavenly Sword Sect, it was lifeless.

Every Heavenly Sword Sect disciple had a hint of hesitation and uneasiness on their faces.

Hall of the Elders.

Dozens of elders were silent, and the atmosphere was depressed.

"Gu Xuan, you... What do you say my sect should do now?

Mei Yuxin's voice was a little tired and hoarse.

"Huh... What to do... The Great Elders are all dead, what else can you say?

Gu Xuan smiled miserably.

As soon as these words came out, the hall became more and more silent.

The death of the Great Elder caused the Heavenly Sword Sect to suffer an unprecedented heavy blow, and along with it, it also lost nearly half of the foundation powerhouses.

Now that the sect master has not yet left the gate, the Great Elder is dead, and the Heavenly Sword Sect is leaderless, and for the time being, Mei Yuxin and Gu Xuan jointly manage the affairs of the sect.

But they were also helpless and could not do anything.

What else could he do in the face of Fang Mo, the blood lord who could kill the Great Elder?

"Please ask the sect master to go out of customs."

Mei Yuxin spoke.

"No, the death of the unintentional Daoist last time alarmed the sect master retreat, causing the sect master to be furious, in order not to be disturbed anymore, the sect master chose to close the death gate..." Gu

Xuan shook his head slightly, his tone helpless.

"If the sect master doesn't go out, who can deal with the blood lord?!" Mei Yuxin asked loudly.

"For now, I can only defend temporarily, recall all the disciples outside the Heavenly Sword Sect, and wait for the sect master to leave the gate."

"As for the cities in my sect's territory, alas... It can only be left to Providence.

Gu Xuan let out a long sigh, and his tone was miserable.

Who would have thought that the Heavenly Sword Sect, as the head of the Five Sects, would be forced to this point now.

Who would have thought that the initiator of all this turned out to be a young man who had been practicing for less than a year.

"Blood Lord... Fang Mo..."

Gu Xuan whispered to himself, his eyes full of fear.

...

Ten Thousand Corpse Sect.

"Fang Mo..."

Great Elder Tang Yuan's expression couldn't hide the shock, but a trace of happiness flashed under his eyes.

Fortunately, I made the right choice and waited to see what happened.

Otherwise, I am afraid that it will be myself who falls.

Tang Yuan's gaze was complicated, what he expected was not wrong, Fang Mo's son was a demon that was rare in ten thousand years.

And now Fang Mo has grown to a terrifying height.

If he is not killed now, I am afraid that it will not be long before no one in the entire cultivation world can stop him.

Tang Yuan took a deep breath and said to himself in a deep voice:

"Sect Master, if you don't come back, this cultivation world is really going to change the sky..."