Chapter 250: Kill ghosts

The sword light is thick as blood, and the Mingche sword is as bright as water.
The two sword lights intertwined, but the sword light became thicker and thicker.
Lan Changan knew very well that it was not that his swordsmanship was strong, but that the blood-drinking sword was too strong. This evil sword that sacrificed tens of millions of people with blood was extremely evil after being blessed by the master.
The Blood Drinking Sword doesn't even need Lan Changan to operate, it can operate on its own.
No matter how high the opposite Gao Xuan's sword technique, how wonderful the sword intent, the blood-drinking sword can easily resolve it.
The blood-drinking sword is like hiding a ghost and god, not only can it attack with the sword, but it can also resist Gao Xuan's sword intent.
Although Lan Changan is a sword-bearer, he is guarded by the sword. However, Lan Changan didn't care about this.
He has no interest in individual contention at all. After all, he is three hundred years old, and he has lost the urge to fight when he was young.
By now, Lan Changan only hopes to live forever and enjoy his current life.
For this, he sacrificed his wife and daughter. To this end, he went to other planets and killed tens of millions of people.
The huge strength of the Lan family allowed him to do evil recklessly.
Lan Changan didn't care about this either, as long as he could survive, no matter how many people he killed.
Anyway, there are countless people in this world. How much he can kill again. For the huge alliance, the death of tens of millions and hundreds of millions of people has no effect at all.
Lan Changan never thought that he would meet Gao Xuan's stunned green.
It doesn't matter if Gao Xuan killed Lan Changkong and Lan Guangheng, he still has to run to his house to kill him.
Lan Changan has lived for hundreds of years, but he has never seen any scenes. But after a few words with Gao Xuan, he became furious.
No way, he has never encountered such a person in his life. There is no such experience at all.
Lan Changan comforted himself so much, but he always felt something was wrong. It may also be that the Blood Drinking Sword was used too much, which affected his sanity.
The blood-drinking sword is very evil, and Lan Changan rarely uses it. He used this sword too much, and he always felt that he was going to be a slave to the sword.
It's just that Gao Xuan is too strong, and an ordinary silver swordsman will die with one sword.
Lan Changan also had no choice but to urge the strongest state of the Blood Drinking Sword.
The Blood Drinking Sword was indeed powerful, quickly suppressing Gao Xuan. Occupy a huge advantage in the situation.
But Gao Xuanming's sword light was too agile, and even though the blood-drinking sword was strong, he couldn't seize the chance to win.
Seeing the Patriarch and Gao Xuan fighting, many masters of the Lan family rushed to help.
Lanting Garden is the old home of the Lan family, and an underground palace dedicated to the lord was built below.
Many Lan family masters are practicing in the underground palace.
Often blood sacrifices to the lord, the underground palace has special powers. Even if it absorbs a little bit, it is of great benefit to cultivation.
For masters, this is also the most practical benefit.
In recent years, there have been more and more masters of the Lan family, which has actually overwhelmed the Xiao family, and this is also the reason.
Including Lan Tiancheng and Lan Tianshou, although they did not worship the evil gods, they enjoyed the resources that many gods could bestow, and they naturally surpassed their peers.
It's just that Lan Tiancheng is stubborn and resists the Lord of Blood. Abandoned himself unexpectedly.
In Lan Changan's view, this son is really useless.
Because Lan Changan didn't need to think about how to use the sword, he somehow thought of his ineffective son.
At this moment, two more Lan family silver swordsmen were beheaded by Gao Xuan. The heads of the two people exploded at the same time, and the flying flesh and blood made the blood of the blood-drinking sword even better.
Lan Changan was awakened suddenly in his heart. No, the Lan family elite will be killed by Gao Xuan if this goes on.
In fact, within two minutes of fighting between the two sides, nine Lan family silver swordsmen have been killed. The swordsman level does not know how many killed.
"you do this delibrately!"
Lan Changan wanted to understand, isn't Gao Xuan fighting for aid!
Just surround him to kill, whoever comes to rescue will kill anyone.
"You finally figured it out."
Gao Xuan said regretfully: "It's a bit late. You all the masters of the Lan family are killed."
"Damn damn!"
Lan Changan's eyes were full of blood, and the killing intent in his heart became more and more intense, and his whole person became extremely irritable.
The blood-drinking sword also showed black and red, and the sword light carried an extremely evil meaning.
The sword intent of the blood-drinking sword is like a rotting corpse, with a strong smell of death.
When Gao Xuan saw Lan Changan like that, he knew that this person was over!
Relying on the power of Cthulhu to continue his life forcefully, the spiritual level was completely corroded by the power of Cthulhu.
The evil sword of the blood-drinking sword contained an evil sword spirit, or a sword ghost. Anyway, it is the evil life that has always had spirituality.
Lan Chang'an is such a sword, his body and mind have been controlled by the sword ghost.
In fact, so many masters of the Lan family kept rushing forward to die, until most of them were lured by the blood-drinking sword.
If the Lan family masters were sober, it would be impossible for anyone to take the initiative to come forward after a few deaths.
This is the biggest problem with believing in evil gods. People will soon be corroded by evil divine power and slowly lose their sense.
Even if people have not changed, in fact the soul and soul have become another kind of life.
This transformation is not evolution, but the loss of one's own soul foundation. From a spiritual perspective, this person has actually died completely.
"It's over."
Gao Xuan raised his sword and slashed on the blood-drinking sword.
The blood-drinking sword sank, and the thick blood of the sword shattered.
Lan Changan, who was holding a sword to block, couldn't withstand the pressure even if he held the sword in both hands, and the blade was suddenly pressed to the shoulder level.
Lan Changan's knees couldn't bear the pressure, so he knelt in front of Gao Xuan.
The ground was also blasted into a big hole by the force falling on him. The surging sword aura continued to spread, smashing the surrounding bamboo forests and small pavilions to pieces.
A huge deep pit appeared with Lan Chang'an as the center, and the sword qi radiated in a circular shape, leaving deep marks on the ground.
Lan Changan's face behind the transparent visor was already full of sweat.
Zhan Ruo Qiushui Hongyi sword depressed a point, but he couldn't stop it.
The sword was also dissipated by the crushed blood and turned into an ordinary scarlet sword.
Lan Changan never wanted to die, with this breath he gritted his teeth.
"Look, it's useless if you believe in the evil god, he won't be able to save you if you die."
Gao Xuan said slowly: "You might as well believe me. I can spare your life if I am happy."
He didn't pretend to be a posture when he arrived, and the blood-drinking sword was definitely hard to deal with.
The Shuitian sword intent continued to flow, and the raging sword aura was higher than the other like an angry wave.
Even so, it was impossible to directly defeat the Blood Drinking Sword.
On Taurus, Gao Xuan will also be restricted by the source force environment. His ninety-six degree source power is actually far higher than the blood-drinking sword. At this time, he can only patiently and hard-grind the other party.
Of course, no matter how strong the Blood Drinking Sword is, it will not last long.
Lan Chang'an must die, but Lan Chang'an is in this state, I am afraid that the sword ghost will be activated after death. This is the trouble.
Gao Xuan's actions in this way are also deliberately killing the blood-drinking sword's power.
Lan Changan didn't understand Gao Xuan's thoughts, only thought that the other party deliberately tortured him. He wanted to beg for mercy, but in this case, he didn't have the strength to say a word.
He could only express pleading to Gao Xuan with his eyes.
Seeing Lan Changan's appearance, Gao Xuan became even more disdainful. This person is very happy to sacrifice to others, but when he arrives, he is afraid of death.
"I wanted to spare your life, but I didn't expect you to be so hard-spirited that you wouldn't say a word of softness. What a man."
Hearing Gao Xuan's words, Lan Changan's eyes were full of panic, and he even showed a sense of pity and weakness.
The Hony sword suddenly sank and swept away, and Lan Changan's head soared into the sky in the bright sword light.
Lan Changan's body did not bleed. The sword in his hand turned into a touch of blood and merged into Lan Changan's body.
After a pause, Lan Changan's headless body turned into a ball of blood and soared into the sky.
The blood flashed around Lan Chang'an's head and disappeared.
The grin on Gao Xuan's face disappeared, and the Blood Drinking Sword really had a ghost.
Lan Changan is dead, but the blood-drinking sword will resurrect through Lan Changan's body. This is the big trouble.
Fortunately, the sword ghost in the blood-drinking sword is also a spiritual life and has a strong emotional response. Lan Chang'an was so easy to get angry, but he was actually affected by the sword ghost, but he didn't know it.
Gao Xuan always used words to stimulate Lan Changan, just to discover this characteristic of sword ghost.
Sword Demon's spirituality is too strong, and his mood swings will give feedback to the Heavenly Demon Relic. Gao Xuan can easily distinguish Sword Demon from other spirits.
Through the relic of the heavenly devil, Gao Xuan has locked the opponent's position.
The blood of the sword ghost turned directly to the underground palace deep underground.
Because of the divine power of the Blood Lord, Gao Xuan's spiritual power could not penetrate the underground palace. It would be difficult for him to track the Sword Demon without the lock on the relic of the Heavenly Demon.
Now, it's much easier.
The Sword Demon seemed to be establishing contact with the Blood Lord, or performing some kind of ritual. His mental reaction is very strong.
Gao Xuan did not have a drawing of the underground palace, and the divine power blockade prevented him from scanning the correct path.
But it doesn't matter, he has the Hony Sword.
Gao Xuan locked the position of the sword ghost and directly raised the sword to cut it, Ming Che's sword light cut a deep, bottomless sword mark on the ground.
Gao Xuan Yujian went straight in, no matter what obstacles he encountered, he just cut it with one sword.
Regardless of the thick stratum, or all kinds of artificial construction materials, they can be easily cut apart under the clear sword light.
The sword light stretches like water, and naturally separates a passage wherever it passes.
In a blink of an eye, Gao Xuan had already cut through the one-meter-thick metal outer wall of the main hall and came to the center of the underground palace.
This shrine is very large, covering several thousand square meters. In front of the huge bronze statue, there was a big pit.
The pit is full of blood, and it looks like a red swimming pool.
Because the pit was very, very deep, Gao Xuan estimated that there were at least two thousand tons of blood here.
At this moment, the blood in the blood pool is boiling like boiling water.
Gao Xuan was standing next to the blood pond, and the air emanating from the transpiring blood was very strong. Ordinary people will be fainted by the smell.
The blood smell is not only unpleasant, but also highly poisonous.
However, for the followers of the Blood God Society. The air is very beneficial.
The blood-drinking sword was cruising in the depths of the blood pool, constantly absorbing power.
Yin Xuejian also found Gao Xuan, and it dived into the depths of the blood pool.
Gao Xuan said to the blood pond, "Do you want to use this blood to reshape your body?"
Drinking Blood Sword did not answer, it felt unnecessary. Waiting for it to reshape its body~EbookFREE.me~ it can cut Gao Xuan with the sword.
Gao Xuan sneered, Tiangang sword gas turned into a giant palm and suddenly fell.
Thousands of tons of blood flew up against the sky under the agitation of Tiangang Sword Qi, and the blood pool was emptied at once.
Hidden in the depths of the blood pool, drinking the blood sword, also showed its original shape.
Lan Changan's head and body were already connected, and there was blood all over his body. The blood-drinking sword was in Lan Changan's right hand.
Lan Changan looked embarrassed, but his body exuded vitality. Young people are like twenty-year-olds. Including his mental state, there is no such old age.
It's just that Lan Chang'an's eyes have turned scarlet red, and the spirit fluctuations are also exuding a strange aura.
Lan Changan stared at Gao Xuan with red eyes. He used strong mental power to say to Gao Xuan: "Lan Changan is dead. I can guarantee that I will never trouble you."
"Just relying on you as an evil thing to guarantee a fart, are you qualified."
Gao Xuan replied the sword ghost with his spiritual power, and the Hongyi sword in his hand also stabbed in front of the sword ghost.
The sword ghost drank the blood sword in his hand, but failed to hold the Hony sword. Ming Che's sword pierced the sword ghost's eyebrows so straight.
Without blinking, the sword ghost laughed wildly at the spiritual level: "I am an immortal body, can you hurt me!"
"A low-level waste in negative space, dare to clamor."
The Hongyi sword in Gao Xuan's hand condensed slightly, and the sword ghost instantly froze with the cold air.
Then, Gao Xuan slowly opened his golden eyes, and the red golden flames in the depths of his pupils suddenly jumped out.
Blazing blue and white electric lights burst out violently, and the body of the sword ghost collapsed into ray of blood in an instant. The blue and white light became more and more prosperous, swallowing all the wisps of blood.
In the void, there was a stern wailing... the swaying voice stretched to the extreme and then turned into silence.