Gao Yang-xu charged into the Massacre Shrine with a murderous aura. No one stopped him, and no one would stop him.
Zhuo Bufan knew that this was Gao Yang-xu's opportunity.
Gao Yang-xu had received the guidance of Emperor Scarlet in the Holy Region. Only Gao Yang-xu could calm down the rampaging Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows.
After seeing Gao Yang-xu enter the shrine, Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but look at Albino.
Albino didn't say a word, nor did she attack Zhuo Bufan!
Her desire to kill Zhuo Bufan was getting calmer and calmer.
But the torment in her heart was getting more and more painful.
Everyone stood quietly at the square below the stairs, looking up at the Massacre Shrine. No one dared to go up.
The murderous aura was like a raging sea, and it was too terrifying.
Those with lower cultivation levels felt their blood boil and vomit just by getting close.
…
Inside the Massacre Shrine, the Old Drunkard was fighting with the Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows and couldn't get away.
In a place with no one around, the Old Drunkard unleashed a shocking combat power that no one expected.
In the void, an invisible flying sword was flying around the Old Drunkard.
The flying sword was invisible, and one could vaguely see a sword-shaped energy that distorted space.
The flying sword was extremely powerful, and it was obviously not an ordinary talisman treasure.
Under the control of the Old Drunkard's soul, the invisible flying sword flew up and down to meet the Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows.
Clang clang clang clang!
Every time they clashed, a huge amount of energy gushed out like a waterfall. Boom!
After a few breaths, the Old Drunkard felt an immense pressure.
"Looks like one sword isn't enough! Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows. Then, this old man can only accompany you with seven swords. "
"Sword Domain Gourd, Edict!"
The Old Drunkard suddenly grabbed the wine gourd on his walking stick.
The mouth of the gourd opened. Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Six invisible flying swords flew out from the gourd.
The sword aura was like flowing light, clean and neat. Each sword killed a demon!
So it wasn't the sword that was powerful, but the Sword Domain Bottle Gourd!
This Sword Domain Gourd was obviously a secret treasure. Just like Zhuo Bufan's Thousand Evils Sword and God Slaying Nine Secret Swords, it had a powerful divine ability.
Under the old drunkard's control, the seven flying swords met each of the Slaughter Specters head-on.
The pressure was much less than before.
However, the Seven Lethal Demonic Shadow was still incomparably powerful. Its biting cold killing intent was so overwhelming that it made one's hair stand on end, as if they had fallen into an ice cellar.
Moreover, the Old Drunkard quickly discovered that the Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows were becoming more and more ferocious as they fought.
Obviously, their combat strength would increase as the battle dragged on.
"No, the old man is going to escape."
If he continued to fight, he might really end up in a hopeless situation.
The Old Drunkard shouted and picked up the Sword Domain Gourd again.
"The Grand Pure One's Soul, Sword Transformation into Three Thousand, Imperial Decree!"
As soon as the Old Drunkard said that, an endless stream of invisible flying swords shot out of the sword domain gourd.
Each flying sword carried a tremendous amount of energy.
The flying swords were like flowing water, pouring down in torrents and sweeping a circle, repelling the Seven Lethal Specters.
In an instant, the entire palace was filled with three thousand invisible flying swords, forming an endless sword domain storm that surrounded the Old Drunkard.
Any specter that charged forward was repelled by the sword domain.
Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!
Ugh! Ugh! The Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows were enraged when they saw the situation. Each of them emitted a vast killing intent.
The seven killing intents began to fuse together.
Immediately after, the Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows also fused together, forming a blood-colored demon god that was dozens of feet tall.
Seven tentacles grew out of the blood-colored demon god's back, each of them holding a blood-colored weapon of slaughter!
Boom!
With this attack, the seven killing intents fused into one, and their combat strength increased by dozens of times.
The Old Drunkard's Three Thousand Swords Domain was destroyed.
"They can fuse into one?"
The Old Drunkard stared blankly at the fused blood-colored demon god. Clearly, the fact that the Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows could fuse into one was beyond his comprehension.
The Seven Lethal Demonic Shadows had destroyed the Old Drunkard's Three Thousand Swords Domain with just one attack!
Seeing the second attack coming down, the Old Drunkard's soul was already imprisoned by the blood-colored demon god's boundless killing intent, and his body couldn't move at all.
At that critical moment, a golden red figure appeared in the palace.
Then, like a blood-colored lightning, it rushed to the altar in the middle of the palace.
It was Gao Yang-xu. Gao Yang-xu had arrived just in time!
Gao Yang-xu slit his wrist with a sword, slicing open his artery. Blood spurted out and splattered on the Seven Lethal Demonic Stele.
"Ao ao ao ao!"
At that moment, the blood-colored demon god that had been attacking the Old Drunkard suddenly howled.
Then, it turned around and looked at Gao Yang-xu, who was on the altar.
Gao Yang-xu grabbed the Seven Lethal Demonic Stele, and the blood from his wrist flowed onto the stele.
"Old man, go out! Leave this place to me. "
Gao Yang-xu looked at the Old Drunkard.
The Old Drunkard squinted his eyes and chuckled.
"Brat, you have guts. Your opportunity is here. I won't disturb you."
The Old Drunkard could see that Gao Yang-xu's killing intent was similar to that of the Seven Lethal Demonic Stele.
At the same time, he also had some kind of energy from the Scarlet Emperor.
With his eyesight, he could naturally see that this was Gao Yang-xu's opportunity.
The Old Drunkard knew what was good for him and retreated from the Massacre Shrine.
At this moment, Gao Yang-xu grabbed the Seven Lethal Demonic Stele and placed it on his shoulder as he shouted at the blood-colored demon god.
"Come, I want to be your master."
Seeing such an arrogant human, the blood-colored demon god was furious and charged towards Gao Yang-xu.
Rumble!
The entire Massacre Shrine trembled. Suddenly, the earth quaked and the mountains shook.
As the Old Drunkard was too slow, he was blasted out of the shrine.
Seeing that the Old Drunkard was blasted out of the shrine, Zhuo Bufan immediately went up to him.
"Senior, are you alright?"
Zhuo Bufan naturally remembered the Old Drunkard's life-saving grace.
The Old Drunkard waved his hand and said.
"Ah, there's something!"
"You're injured?" Zhuo Bufan asked.
The Old Drunkard looked at Zhuo Bufan and said with a smile.
"I'm craving it!"
Zhuo Bufan smiled helplessly.
Then, he waved his right hand and took out the jug of plum wine from his storage ring.
Zhuo Bufan then passed it to the Old Drunkard.
"Senior, take it!"
Zhuo Bufan was not stingy this time. Instead, he handed the whole pot of plum saliva wine to the old drunkard.
The Old Drunkard was overjoyed.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony."
Then, he took the wine gourd and opened it to drink!
After drinking to his heart's content, he returned the empty wine gourd to Zhuo Bufan.
"Ah, awesome, really awesome!"
Seeing that the Old Drunkard had finished the wine, Zhuo Bufan continued to ask.
"Senior, what's the situation inside?"
Although the Old Drunkard had come out, Gao Yang-xu was still inside.
And judging from the shaking of the earth, it was obviously more intense than before.
The battle inside the Massacre Shrine had probably turned the world upside down.
The Old Drunkard looked up at the Massacre Shrine on the steps and said.
"That kid, his opportunity has come."
Opportunity, Gao Yang-xu's opportunity had come!
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