Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 174 The Power of the Nine Heavenly Gods

The gray-robed man came over and looked at Bai Zhi, his expression full of satisfaction:

"A hundred years of planning have finally succeeded today. Congratulations to Lord Baihuang for advancing to the Emperor Realm. In this Qingxuan Continent, there are no more than seven cultivators of the same level as you!"

Bai Zhi's expression was grim. "From today on, those seven great pillars will all be killed by my sword! The Longyuan Sword Sect will become the greatest sect in the world. What the Green Emperor failed to do a thousand years ago, from today on, will be accomplished by me!"

The man in gray knelt down and said, "Congratulations, Lord Huang. Longxiong is willing to serve you at his utmost."

"Uncle Long, please get up! You also contributed to my reaching the peak of the Ninth Realm!"

The gray-clothed man, Long Xiang, stood up and pointed at those people, saying, "Please, Lord, take their souls and blood. These people will serve you for the rest of your life!"

When the word "soul blood" came out, someone suddenly stepped back and cried out in surprise:

"Lord Baihuang, no, I am willing to abandon my family and join Longyuan. Please don't take my soul blood!"

Bai Zhi looked indifferent. She raised her hands and a drop of blood spurted out from the man's brow, melting into the ink mark in Bai Zhi's hand.

The man turned pale and fell to his knees with a thud.

Bai Zhi said:

"If you ever have any ill will towards me in the future, I will crush this soul blood and make you disappear from this world!"

"Don't dare!"

Sixty or seventy people who were watching the sword exercise knelt down at the same time.

Only the well-known white-haired old man smiled bitterly:

"I've lived for one hundred and seventy years, and that's enough. I've always been a free-spirited cultivator, roaming freely between heaven and earth. After reaching the eighth level, my cultivation level has never advanced an inch in this lifetime... Although my Xuan Sect is weak and not a major sect, we have never kowtowed to anyone..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

Everyone felt something was wrong and looked up at the sky in surprise.

Above the sky, three huge whirlpools began to form!

Seeing these three huge whirlpools spinning faster and faster, the white-haired old man suddenly smiled:

"Lord Baihuang, have you forgotten what the Great Pillar told you just now? You went against the will of Heaven, intercepting the power of souls and refining spirit tools, destroying the order and the laws of Heaven in the entire human world. Now the heavenly punishment has come. Test your flesh and blood, which has just reached the Emperor Realm, to see if you can withstand it!"

Bai Zhi sneered:

"Heavenly Way, what Heavenly Way? Now I am the number one swordsman in Nancangzhou. The laws of heaven and earth, the saints of the three realms, will all be killed by my sword!"

The white-haired old man sneered and repeated the words of the Great Pillar State:

"Lord Baihuang, you are indeed the number one swordsman in Nancangzhou, but you have forgotten that you achieved enlightenment in a different way. The Great Pillar State just said that even the strongest masters of the Three Immortal Slashing Dao who were more powerful than you in history could not withstand the heavenly punishment, let alone you!"

"I'll come back to settle the score with you after I kill the Saint of Heaven and Earth!"

Bai Zhi's body suddenly moved with the sword. Above Mo Hen, the black sword with the aura of annihilation continued to grow stronger. When it was about to pierce through the three vortexes -

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color, and three mountain-thick purple thunderbolts struck down from the vortex. Bai Zhi's face flushed blood red, and she launched her most skilled, most ruthless, and most destructive extreme sword technique:

Qinghua Jiemie—behead!

This sword is meant to chop the Heavenly Dao into ashes, proving that she is the most powerful being in the world.

Three purple seas of lightning suddenly struck down at the same time, and Du Fang suddenly felt the pressure on his entire body dissipate at the same time. Under this power of heaven and earth, the Zhuxian Sword Formation suddenly disappeared without a trace. He had experienced this personally in the tomb of the Human Emperor.

The power of the Nine Heavens God.

It is impossible for mortal cultivators to go against the path of immortal punishment.

really.

As Bai Zhi's sword power touched the three heavenly thunders, her body suddenly shook and blood spurted out. Everyone clearly saw that above the ink mark, a white sword spirit was drawn out from the sword body.

The golden lightning net covered the ninth-level sword spirit.

The sword spirit almost developed intelligence, and like a dying animal, it was strangled into nothingness in the net.

This incomparably powerful ninth-order sword spirit, witnessed by countless people and capable of killing the Great Pillar State, was completely transformed into nothingness by the power of the Nine Heavens God.

And between her eyebrows, the pure white Heavenly Heart Seal was completely swallowed up by three huge whirlpools.

This is the Heavenly Dao taking back the Heavenly Heart Seal.

Everyone stared at the scene in a daze.

According to the legend of Jiuzhou, when a powerful person in the Nine Realms dies, the rules of heaven and earth will take back the seal of the heart of heaven. This unprecedented strange scene was finally witnessed by people.

"No..." Bai Zhi roared unwillingly, blood gushing out of her body, and she still didn't want to accept her failure.

She had barely reached the Emperor Realm when the Heavenly Dao took back her Heavenly Heart Seal, and the ninth-rank sword spirit she had painstakingly cultivated was cut down by the might of Heaven.

At this moment, everyone felt the unfathomable power of heaven.

Dazhuguo was not wrong. Even the strongest person in the ninth realm could not challenge the power of heaven and earth. Bai Zhi's attack was simply seeking death.

Mo Hen's long sword fell from the air and inserted into the Sword Pavilion. Without the sword spirit, it completely turned into an ordinary sword. The three whirlpools between heaven and earth gradually dissipated.

Bai Zhi's body faltered and fell down. She looked around in confusion and cried out:

"Uncle Long, Uncle Long?"

Long Xiang's body disappeared when three huge whirlpools appeared in the sky. No one knew where he went!

Bai Zhi's face was full of confusion and loss.

Nine dark green sword beams suddenly reappeared above the entire Longyuan Divine Mountain. Du Fang immediately felt the pressure from the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

This was an opportunity. Bai Zhi was incredibly weak, perfect for revenge. Du Fang's eyes were instantly clouded by a blood-red aura. He immediately pushed his immortal blood energy to its limit, releasing all the blood in his body. Still feeling it wasn't enough, he bit his tongue, forcing blood out of every pore in his body.

The black shadow was bathed in blood, as if the breath of an ancient demon had been awakened.

Du Fang flew forward and stabbed Bai Zhi in the back with a sword.

The opportunity for revenge that he had dreamed of countless times finally appeared, and he would never miss it.

The revenge for the murder of his uncle Xuanzhen, the revenge for his own severed limbs, the pain of his senior sister Li Qingshuang, the pain of the entire Lingxiao family being wiped out, the pain of his elder brother and niece being turned into human pigs, the pain of his nephew being chopped into ashes, and the pain of himself being cut into pieces by thousands of swords.

Du Fang gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot as the Chengying Divine Sword carried her body and pierced into her white soul. This sword pierced through countless blood feuds and deep hatreds:

A sharp black aura whistled out from the vast red sword light. Bai Zhi's entire body was pierced by the black sword light, and the white shadow was forced out of the body by the power of the sword.

Everyone looked at the two figures in the sky in amazement.

Blood gushed out of Bai Zhi's body, and she growled miserably: "The Nine Palaces Immortal-Slaying Sword Formation, with the blood of the Green Emperor, appears in the world!"

Suddenly, the entire Longyuan Mountain began to tremble. Countless blood-red auras rose from the mountainside, converging into a thin, though weak, yet extremely resilient, blood-red line.

Like drizzle, it kept wrapping around Du Fang's wrist, hilt, and body.

This is the second time. Before, the Great Pillar State Changying had experienced the power of this kind of sword formation to protect the sect.

This kind of blood thread is even more effective against the power of immortals.

It's like a fairy power that has been specially blessed to fight against evil.