Martial Godly Emperor

1As Meng Yu was retreating, he saw Luo Heng continuously spitting out blood.    

    

No, it wasn't just vomiting, it was vomiting blood.    

    

He was vomiting blood, just like how he was now.    

    

He bent down in pain.    

    

The blood that he spat out kept flowing in the air, making the surroundings bright red.    

    

The blood gradually condensed into a human figure.    

    

That bright red figure lightly twisted in the wind, revealing a strange feeling.    

    

Luo Heng's face was flushed red. When he saw this blood red shadow, he was extremely excited. This was his "Blood Soul!"    

    

Meng Yu did not hesitate. He sat on a green rock and took out the ancient zither and placed it on his knee.    

    

When his slender and fair fingers pressed on it, a clear and melodious sound of the zither drifted out.    

    

There were three types of music in the ancient zither: Disperse the tune, play the tune, and press the tune.    

    

Disperse the sound was loose and long, causing one to have an ancient thought; the echo was like the sound of nature. It had a cold feeling of entering the immortal realm. The sound of pressing was rich, and the tune under the fingers was long and subtle. Time was like the language of a person, like a conversation, and like the thoughts of a person's heart. It was ethereal and varied. The general sound was like the sky, like the sound of a person. The scattered sound was like the earth, called the heavens, the earth, and the people.    

    

Meng Yu did not understand the rhythm. If Ning Hanyan, Jiao Ruxue, Fener, Shangguan Yan and others saw this kind of music, they would definitely like it very much. Under their hands, Meng Yu could appreciate that heavenly music.    

    

In his hands, it was just a killing tool.    

    

The ancient people said, Burning the zither and cooking the crane.    

    

Meng Yu used the zither to kill people, it was really vulgar.    

    

At this moment.    

    

He placed his hand on the zither string, and some colorful sound bubbles instantly condensed and shot towards Luo Heng.    

    

At this moment, Luo Heng had actually used his blood to transform into three 'blood souls'.    

    

"Meng Yu, accept your death."    

    

The corner of Luo Heng's mouth overflowed as he smiled. The fierceness on his face made him look very ferocious.    

    

He swallowed a Pills and walked towards Meng Yu.    

    

Although the three "blood souls" were formed from blood souls and their facial features were still very blurry, one could tell that they were somewhat similar to Luo Heng.    

    

The series of sound waves that Meng Yu released were swallowed by the blood soul in front of him with its mouth wide open.    

    

Plop plop.    

    

The bubbles exploded inside its "stomach."    

    

It kept twisting, and some wounds appeared on its body. It kept spitting out some blood.    

    

However, it didn't cause much damage to it.    

    

"This, this, this..."    

    

Meng Yu was very surprised.    

    

This was a Pure Yang Precious Zither. Although his Cultivation Level wasn't enough to control the full power of this ancient zither, the sound bubble it produced was also very powerful. Previously, he had used this ancient zither to fight with Cangluo Qiao for more than ten rounds, both coming and going.    

    

But now, it couldn't hurt that blood soul.    

    

"Blood Soul Manor is located in the Red Moon Kingdom. Legend has it that its founder, the founder, has comprehended something after observing the Red Moon in the sky for more than ten thousand years. From there, he used his own blood as the trigger and offered his divine soul to the Red Moon. From there, he formed the Blood Soul Arcane Art. Because of that, he became an immortal."    

    

"Because of this, the Blood Soul Manor has become a major power for a period of time, and it has the possibility of becoming one of the top sects in the Misty Mountain. But after that Immortal fell, this sect gradually fell, and eventually became what it is now. "    

    

" According to the legends, when some powerful cultivators cultivate this technique, the strength of their blood souls will be no different from theirs. "    

    

Meng Yu looked at the person who had come, and heard Meng Qiaoqiao tell him her understanding of the Blood Soul Manor.    

    

"That is to say, Luo Heng isn't fighting alone right now. ” Meng Yu's eyes narrowed, "He has three blood souls. He is at least a very core disciple or an important elder in Blood Soul Manor. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to form three blood souls."    

    

Meng Yu put away the ancient zither.    

    

Today was a very dangerous day.    

    

He couldn't ask Qinhuai Lixue to help him at the first possible moment.    

    

He took out that "Water-filling Sword," this was a Low-grade Pure Yang Treasure.    

    

The body of this treasured sword was like a pool of autumn water. Its sharpness made those who saw it feel pain in their eyes and a chill in their hearts.    

    

This sword had already given him a drop of blood to recognize as its master, but the ancient zither did not.    

    

At this moment, holding this sword, Meng Yu felt that his entire palm felt soft and cold.    

    

At this moment, the other party rushed over.    

    

"The rule of time, 'the world lasts forever'."    

    

Meng Yu unceremoniously waved out some Sword Wave at the other party.    

    

Those dazzling Sword Wave caused Luo Heng to have no choice but to slash out some Sabre Wave to deal with them.    

    

However, Luo Heng's movements became unusually slow under Meng Yu's sword move that contained the rules of time.    

    

"What Temporal Rule is this?"    

    

Luo Heng was a little surprised.    

    

In the space he was in, the flow of time had become slow. He and the three bloodsouls were unable to make any quick movements.    

    

Meng Yu saw that he could restrain them, so he immediately sent out the "Law of Time, Future Star Dream."    

    

In the sky, the space had shattered.    

    

Countless stars appeared in the originally dark sky.    

    

They were somewhat mischievous. They hid within the clouds, flashing and flickering, lighting up the pitch-black horizon.    

    

Suddenly, all of the stars fell, following a meteor shower.    

    

Luo Heng looked at the sky and revealed a trace of confusion.    

    

He came from a small and medium-sized family in Misty Mountain, and was a peripheral disciple of the family.    

    

Because he didn't have any status in the family, and also had a fierce look on his face, he had never been valued by anyone.    

    

Later, he went to Red Moon Kingdom and became a disciple of Blood Soul Manor.    

    

He didn't reveal his identity in the top 100. He had been cultivating.    

    

He liked a junior sister, but that junior sister did not like him, because he was not handsome.    

    

However, in that important competition, he had jumped up and become one of the sect's top ten core disciples. His future was limitless, and that junior sister had taken the initiative to contact him.    

    

He said to his junior sister, In the past, you were indifferent to me, but now, I'm not someone you can climb up to.    

    

The junior sister was insulted by his words, so she turned around and left.    

    

He laughed loudly, trying to comfort his entire life.    

    

However, later on, he still took this junior sister in his hands.    

    

When he was in the inn, he saw her prostrating at his feet. This was the Junior Sister that had once been as cold as ice to him, and it was because his status in the sect had become important. Thus, she was willing to give her most important thing to him and let him enjoy it.    

    

That feeling of conquering made him savor it until now.    

    

It was just that later on, when his junior sister went out of the secret realm, she was killed.    

    

He had a faint sadness, but he did not appear to be very angry or very sad.    

    

From then on, he did not pursue Female Cultivator seriously.    

    

He spent almost all of his time cultivating.    

    

Tears streamed down Luo Heng's face. For some reason, he thought of his junior sister.    

    

However, danger kept appearing in his heart.    

    

Suddenly, he woke up and saw many meteors falling down. One of them was aimed at his chest with a sharp sword tip.    

    

"Not good!"    

    

Luo Heng was shocked and wanted to retreat, but his movements were as slow as a turtle's crawl.    

    

He was about to die under that sharp sword.    

    

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.    

    

That blood was the essence of his entire body. When he spat out that mouthful of blood, his pitch-black hair turned snow white.    

    

Once the fresh blood was spat out, it caused this space to flow bright red. The flow of time was no longer slow and became normal.    

    

He retreated in time, causing the tip of the sword to be unable to pierce through.    

    

"What a despicable kid!"    

    

Luo Heng was extremely furious.    

    

"Since you can't kill me all at once, then watch my means carefully."    

    

As he spoke, he and the three bloodsouls flew towards Meng Yu.    

    

Meng Yu sucked in a breath of cold air!    

    

Because this meant that the other party had four Dao Seeking experts to kill him!    

    

Previously, he had wanted to kill Luo Heng as soon as possible with a sneak attack, but he had failed.    

    

The enemy was very strong.    

    

This caused Meng Yu to be unable to find Xia Ting.