Martial Godly Emperor

C1847 The Realm of the Blood Soul



C1847 The Realm of the Blood Soul

2Meng Yu was a little surprised when he saw the other party's expression.    

    

At this moment, he saw a trace of blood on the blade Luo Heng was chopping at him.    

    

The trace of blood quickly enlarged and turned into a blood soul.    

    

Luo Heng, who had a head full of brilliant hair, had crisscrossed wrinkles on his face.    

    

Just now, he spat out a mouthful of blood and turned into a blood soul.    

    

Meng Yu was extremely shocked. He had used the Thunder Arts to entangle the three blood souls, but he didn't expect Luo Heng to still have one last trick up his sleeve!    

    

Apart from the blurred facial features of the blood soul, it looked almost exactly the same as Luo Heng!    

    

A blood-red broadsword appeared in its hand. It let out a shrill howl and slashed at Meng Yu's heart.    

    

At this moment, Luo Heng also used a saber to slash at it.    

    

Meng Yu had used almost all of his Yuan energy on this Heaven-breaking Style. He had no way out.    

    

He had to bravely move forward, and use a faster and sharper sword to cut a bloody path for himself.    

    

A step further wouldn't necessarily be heaven.    

    

If he took a step back, he would be crushed to pieces.    

    

Even so, under his control, his Fire Lotus flew towards the blood soul, hoping to stop it for a bit.    

    

Boom!    

    

The heavens and the earth shook violently.    

    

The sun and moon dimmed.    

    

Meng Yu pressed forward with indomitable will. A strong conviction appeared in his bright eyes.    

    

The Heaven-breaking Style was the simplest and most direct strike that could pierce through the sharpness of a sword.    

    

When the sword was thrust forward, the two of them brushed past each other and switched positions.    

    

The world instantly quieted down.    

    

There was wind that gently blew past, stirring up a few pieces of falling flowers.    

    

The falling flowers had sadness in them, as if they were trying to convince someone to stay.    

    

Blood trickled down the corner of Meng Yu's mouth.    

    

Blood spurted out from his chest.    

    

His face was extremely pale, and he was slowly leaning forward.    

    

His legs gave in, and he knelt down on one knee. His sword rested on the ground, supporting his unyielding body.    

    

It was as if if if he fell, the world would collapse.    

    

"You are so strong, I admit defeat..."    

    

On the other side, Luo Heng slowly said those words.    

    

There was a blood spot on his throat that was slowly expanding and expanding.    

    

His body became stiff, and his life was rapidly slipping away.    

    

His bloodsouls had already disappeared without a trace.    

    

His entire person had already become very old.    

    

He slowly fell down, stirring up a layer of dust.    

    

Meng Yu breathed heavily and lifted his sword.    

    

There was still a trace of blood dripping from the tip of the sword.    

    

He slowly walked forward.    

    

Luo Heng was still breathing.    

    

"You are a disciple of Blood Soul Manor, but the blood soul isn't the strongest killing move of your mysterious sect."    

    

"Meng Qiaoqiao told me that the blood soul isn't only used in this way. Your fault lies in turning all the essence of the blood soul into a blood soul, but also not stimulating the strongest blood soul. Or perhaps, it can make your blood soul become even stronger."    

    

"You shouldn't have dispersed your power and turned it into four blood souls. You should have gathered all of your power to kill me. The reason you didn't do that, or perhaps it wasn't because you didn't want to do it. It was because your understanding of the Blood Soul hasn't reached this stage yet, and you want to use the Blood Qi Pearl on me. Perhaps you wanted to use these things to allow you to comprehend this level of bloodsouls? "    

    

"If you do as I said, then even if I use a pure Yang sword, I won't be able to do much damage to you. And at this time, the one sleeping on the ground will be me, not you. "    

    

Meng Yu took a few steps forward and stopped. He took out a Pills and swallowed it.    

    

Blood Soul Manor was a powerful sect, and also a mysterious sect.    

    

This sect was the backyard of the Green Luo Family in Red Moon Kingdom. The Meng Family was very wary of this sect. They had gathered some information that outsiders did not know about. Meng Qiaoqiao knew about this information and told Meng Yu everything she knew.    

    

Luo Heng's eyes were filled with surprise when he heard Meng Yu's words, but he could no longer speak. When he died, his wrinkled face was not filled with hatred or regret, but shock.    

    

He was surprised that Meng Yu knew his weakness.    

    

In the last battle, this kid risked his life to attack with his strongest sword even though he was seriously injured.    

    

That kid killed him, but it also caused the blood soul he sent to hit his chest.    

    

However, Meng Yu's sword was too fast. When his sword stabbed into Luo Heng's throat, Luo Heng was no longer able to control all the blood souls. Therefore, although Meng Yu was seriously injured, he didn't die.    

    

With Luo Heng's death, the spatial zone had been unlocked.    

    

Meng Yu picked up the ring on the ground and escaped with the Blood Escape Arts.    

    

He didn't take Luo Heng's treasured saber because the Water-filling Sword he had given him had already been cut into two.    

    

When his Blood Escape disappeared, five or six people suddenly flew over from a distant mountain peak.    

    

"A battle just happened here."    

    

"Yes, it was a very intense battle between two powerful cultivators. They were evenly matched, and now, both of them should have been injured. If we rush over, we can just sit back and reap the benefits"    

    

" Everyone must work together, we must kill the two of them, and then we will divide the things on their bodies equally. "    

    

"Brother Yang, we'll listen to you."    

    

"I, Li Wuzhu, will listen to you!"    

    

"I, Zhang Dayou, agree with Brother Yang."    

    

All of them were at the Late Heavenly Fate Stage, and they were all rushing here.    

    

Fate Rebirth Stage, Tribulation-life Stage, Heavenly Fate Stage.    

    

Above the Heavenly Fate Stage was the three steps of Dao Verification, and then the Yang-opening Realm.    

    

If these six cultivators combined their Dao Soldier formation, Meng Yu really wouldn't be able to fight them.    

    

When they rushed over, they saw a scene of devastation. There were many ravines on the ground, mountain peaks collapsed, the space was shattered, the lake was burned dry, and the Demonic Beast was scared away! Everyone continuously scanned their surroundings, and their eyes revealed astonishment.    

    

This was because they had just seen a young man whose white clothes had been dyed red with blood. He was standing there with injuries all over his body, but suddenly, he had disappeared without a trace.    

    

They released the Spiritual Consciousness, but apart from the corpse of a cultivator, a dozen Demonic Beasts, and Odd Beast, they didn't see the young man, nor did they find any treasures or rings.    

    

"Damn it! That damn Scoundrel, he ran so fast!"    

    

"That's right! Coward! He's afraid that we'll kill him!"    

    

All the cultivators started to shout.    

    

They wanted to take advantage of the situation, but they didn't expect to get nothing.    

    

Meng Yu quickly used the Thunder Escape Arts to leave.    

    

He was seriously injured, and what he feared the most right now was meeting a powerful cultivator.    

    

However, he had no choice but to leave, because just now, six cultivators were rushing towards him from afar, wanting to 'kill' him and seize his treasure.    

    

Soon afterwards.    

    

He knew that he couldn't fly anymore.    

    

He hurriedly hid in a cave.    

    

After swallowing a few Pills, he stood up tenaciously, wanting to continue looking for Xia Ting.    

    

Only by finding her would he be willing to stop searching.    

    

But his Origin Energy and Dao Fate were almost completely exhausted. The sins and Dao Tribulation on his body began to corrode his body and divine soul after his Dao Fate disappeared.    

    

He walked a few steps, yet he was covered in stars and almost fell down.    

    

"Xia Ting."    

    

He softly muttered that name.    

    

He was worried about her and only wanted to find her.    

    

Those were Treasure Level Pills, and they had slightly improved his injuries. However, they wouldn't be able to completely heal him in a short period of time.    

    

He was about to walk out of this cave, but a few cultivators were flying over from the horizon.    

    


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