Chapter 426 The Madness of the Blind Man
"No, stop him!"
At this time, the Supreme Elder in the center saw that the situation was not good, and quickly spoke to the two people beside him, then flew out first.
Without caring about anything else, he became one with the sword, and three huge silver swords flashed like flowing light, rushing straight towards the black figure that was constantly expanding.
"Hehehe."
In the ghostly fog, an inexplicable laugh was heard, as if a blunt knife was slowly sawing through the eardrum.
"Isn't it a bit late to react now?"
The first thing that emerged from the black fog was a blood-red curved blade, even scarier than the Demon Lord's blood-red roulette.
The blood-colored fluctuations around it seemed as if it was breathing, and each vibration produced a layer of red mist, which was a blood energy so thick that it was about to overflow.
The strangely tall sickle was also extremely large, not inferior in size to the three long swords.
Looking up along its increasingly exposed pitch-black back handle, it was the huge ghost claw that was surrounded by ghostly aura.
But this is far from over. The phantom slowly rises from the ghostly aura of the underworld, and its huge figure covers the sky and the sun.
The black robe was not made of cloth, but of endless ghostly aura. There were no facial features deep within the hood, only two balls of dim green candlelight occupying the place of the eyes.
The god representing death descended, and beneath the huge shadow was a figure holding a blood sickle that had shrunk several times.
The Ghost King's fingertips slowly slid across the blood blade above, sniffing the rich bloody smell, feeling quite intoxicated and nostalgic.
"Finally, I have enough blood and energy to release you."
The Bloodthirsty Scythe, also known as the Scythe of Death.
This was the most powerful magic weapon that made the Ghost King invincible a thousand years ago. It harvested lives, devoured blood, and provided an endless supply of ghost energy.
As the Ghost King swung the bloody blade in his hand, the shadow behind him also swung out a giant blade, colliding with the three giant swords that had been snatched away.
The waves blooming in the sky have even reached the battlefield below. The howling energy storm has forced the monks below to build an spiritual barrier to resist.
The Ghost King was not polite and attacked again with his sword.
At this time, the left and right sides of the sky began to buzz.
As the green fire in the eyes of the phantom in the sky suddenly lit up, the strength in his hands increased, and the blood energy in the blood blade was strengthened.
There was a sound of something breaking, and the two supreme elders were startled.
The shadows of the two giant swords were completely shattered, and their figures were quickly torn apart by dozens of meters before they could barely hold on.
Upon seeing this, the remaining supreme elder vomited blood and was forced to retreat.
Finally, he gritted his teeth, quickly retreated, and came to the other two elders to lift them up with his spiritual energy.
"The injury to your soul hasn't healed in such a long time, so stop trying to be so stubborn."
The power of the Sanchen Guiyuan Sword has not been fully exerted. The Ghost King looked at the three people in the distance and smiled contemptuously.
As long as he swallows these three combined, everything will be settled.
A huge blood sickle flashed through the overwhelming black air, and was about to gouge the three people over there.
Seeing this, many monks below wanted to fly up to resist.
But the surrounding ghost energy instantly formed a barrier above the sky, blocking countless attacks.
Among them, there were also many figures who were accumulating strength in the dark. Looking at the majestic ghost energy and blood blades, their expressions were extremely solemn.
Just as the blood blade with a scarlet aura stretched out in front of the three supreme elders, it dyed the world in front of them black and red.
They have made their final preparations. Even if they die, they will take the opportunity to severely damage the Ghost King and give others the possibility to defeat him.
But at this critical moment of life and death, when all the spiritual energy in the body was about to be mobilized into the brain——
A golden light flashed across the sky, rushing over like a comet and slamming heavily onto the ghost energy barrier.
The force of space carved a hole in the air, and a figure stood in front of the three supreme elders.
Compared with the three people and one ghost present, her figure seemed a little thin, and her body did not look like it had great power.
He simply waved his hand to form a formation emitting an ancient yellow light, and a heart-pounding aura unfolded.
There seemed to be a galaxy of stars flowing inside, with billions of stars compressed in a small space, slowly flowing clockwise with the formation.
This formation actually blocked the full-force attack from the blood blade!
Be it the cultivators below, the three supreme elders, or even the Ghost King, they were all visibly stunned.
Countless stars burst into dazzling light, and at this time the blood and ghost energy on the blood blade were actually absorbed into it.
Feeling the extremely brutal suction force coming, the Ghost King frowned and quickly withdrew the blood blade attack.
But unexpectedly, even if the surrounding ghost energy was turned away, the opponent was still as solid as a rock, firmly absorbing the blood blade.
Seeing countless ghost energy and blood energy being absorbed into the formation, the Ghost King could no longer remain calm.
The ghost hands on the left and right instantly enlarged, turning into giant claws that tightly grasped the handle of the sickle, and the ghost energy on the side also served as an aid.
With all his strength, he finally severed the connection between the blood sickle and the formation.
The formation slowly withdrew, slowly revealing the face of the person behind it.
The first thing that catches your eye is the coarse cloth clothes that are so plain that they even look like ordinary cloth.
In her hand she held a star disk with a halo of light, and on her head was a small golden beast.
The most striking thing is her face -
"A blind man?"
The Ghost King couldn't help but frown. He didn't expect that his attack would be blocked by a blind man.
Looking down at the woman's face, she was covered with a layer of white gauze and seemed to be afraid of light.
"What's wrong with being blind? It's a rare opportunity for me not to have to look at ugly monsters. It's a very pleasant thing."
But she was heard saying it nonchalantly, with her brows slightly raised, and the little beast above her head also roared at the Ghost King above.
At this time, Luo Diandian was able to detect the surrounding situation through his spiritual sense.
But the real situation could not be seen clearly. The Ghost King was just a ball of black molten substance, and the ghost energy around him was gray.
The elder behind him had three colors of spiritual roots that showed the colors of spiritual energy, and below him was a mess of colors gathered together like a mosaic.
Carrying the Sky-Eroding Vine and trying to forcibly spy on the Heavenly Dao, it was considered a good thing that the Heavenly Dao didn't kill her directly.
The five senses only left Luo Diandian with the sense of touch and hearing, well... that's still quite merciful.
But at least it did not affect her setting up the formation, because the lines drawn by the spiritual energy could still be clearly detected with spiritual sense.
It's a little strange, but I don't feel any discomfort.
As for other senses of smell and taste, Luo Diandian hasn't had the time to eat recently, so if they're gone, then so be it. Who cares.
Oh, it's just that she lost half her life span, which seems quite serious, but she's still young...
Never mind, it doesn't matter.
After all, what she got in return... was the most complete and powerful formation she had ever encountered.
The powerful force of this ancient formation was revealed in just a short collision.
Luo Diandian was very satisfied with these exchanges.
So far, it's all worth it.
"You've never died, right? But I've died several times, and it's time for you to experience what it feels like."
There was a hint of sarcasm in the gentle voice, but there was also a hint of endless coldness.
How could you not have experienced the fear that countless people felt before death?
Luo Diandian raised his head, with an indifferent attitude towards everything, but he stared straight at the black molten mass in his eye sockets.
She curled her lips slightly and sneered softly.
Little did he know that this appearance, in the eyes of others, was far crazier than the ghost above his head.
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