Chapter 643: Rogue Demon Luo, Battle of the Two Bloods

One, two, three, four!

In the twentieth year since the opening of the Land of Fallen Demons, a fourth palace quietly lit up with light among the fourteen palaces of Ming Zhao.

Why the word "quietly"?

Because the light of this palace was slightly dim compared to the other three.

It was precisely the 【Dark Palace】 that corresponded remotely to the Light Palace.

If it weren't for the fact that two people had suddenly appeared on the Cloud Sea Square, everyone would almost not have noticed the opening of the Dark Palace.

The two figures had barely steadied their footing when one of them launched an attack without the slightest hesitation, treating everyone around as if they didn't exist.

A blood-colored streak of light, condensed to the extreme, accompanied by a majestic blade Qi, slashed down with a boom.

Boom!

A violent explosion rang out, forcing the other person back several hundred feet.

Seeing the burly man with the sideburns holding a blood blade about to press his advantage, his opponent immediately shouted: "Blood Rogue, do you really want to fight to the death? The inheritance of the Dark Realm has already been taken by someone; why must you and I fight to the death here?"

Under the biting blade light, the burly man revealed his true appearance.

His expression was resolute, his sideburns thick and tangled.

His blood robe fluttered, domineering and arrogant!

And the long blade in his hand, resembling a Miao saber, instantly made everyone around recognize his identity.

Divine Steel Blood Blade!

Blood Rogue!

One of the three great rogues of the North Sea cultivation world!

The legends of this person spread to every corner of the North Sea, and he was an existence that could stop children from crying.

Upon knowing the identity of the newcomer, everyone finally understood why he could be so aggressive.

Blood Rogue had the qualifications!

And the other person, although also wearing a blood-colored Daoist robe, had a withered momentum that paled in comparison.

At this moment, Blood Rogue looked up at the sky, looking at the palace building that was slowly revealing its light.

Seeing his action, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You and I have fought for more than ten years without a clear winner. The inheritance of the Dark Realm has now been taken by someone; if we continue to fight like this, it will only be the snipe and the clam fighting, and the fisherman benefiting."

When he said this, his gaze swept toward the group of people behind Blood Rogue.

To this.

"Fight to the death?"

Blood Rogue's gaze slowly retracted, spitting out mocking words.

"No clear winner?"

Between every word, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's expression became increasingly ugly.

Blood Rogue snorted coldly, "Relying on the power left behind by the Blood Sea Ancestor of your Primal Demon Sect, you have struggled to support yourself for more than ten years, and you really think of yourself as a figure on par with this seat. How much longer can you hold on?"

"You!"

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's expression flushed red, and he said hatefully: "Aren't you coveting this power just the same?"

Blood Rogue nodded, not concealing it in the slightest.

"Yes, this seat wants that power to help my demonic arts reach completion and step into the realm of a Great Cultivator. Unlike you, who clearly has heaven-defying power but has cultivated something neither fish nor fowl, inexplicable."

Before Blood Nightmare Demon Luo could refute, he swept his gaze sternly behind him.

"Moreover, if I kill you, how can these petty people act as the fisherman who benefits?"

Under his highly aggressive and domineering gaze, those who were swept by it could not help but subconsciously take a step back.

Those as weak as the Cave Master of Cloud-Touching Cave were even more terrified, with heavy illusions of mountains of corpses and seas of blood appearing in their minds.

"It's the Killing Blood Evil!"

A low shout woke the Cave Master of Cloud-Touching Cave.

When he looked again, the Nascent Soul True Person shrouded in a black robe had already protected him behind.

"Thank you, Senior!"

Although he didn't know why the other party would protect him, the Cave Master of Cloud-Touching Cave still thanked him sincerely.

The black-robed True Person did not reply; at this moment, he was facing a formidable enemy.

In mid-air, Blood Rogue glanced at him and sneered: "Neither human nor ghost, a puppet body, you have some tricks."

The black-robed True Person nodded and retreated several steps with the Cave Master of Cloud-Touching Cave.

"Blood Rogue, please!"

The implication was that he would not participate in their struggle.

At the same time, the others also expressed their positions one after another.

Sea Corner Heavenly Matron was the most cautious!

In this place, everyone was a human powerhouse, and she was the only one from the demon race.

If everyone suddenly had the thought of killing her first...

Under this concern, let alone the mantis stalking the cicada with the oriole behind, the first thing she thought of was to protect herself; naturally, it was impossible for her to participate in the battle of the two "Bloods".

"I only hate that Dragon Sect and Liu Jun are not here; otherwise, how would I be in such a dangerous situation!"

Flying Cloud Child's gaze flickered, faintly showing signs of movement.

His gaze wandered between Blood Rogue and Blood Nightmare Demon Luo, and then fell on the black-robed True Person's side, but ultimately rested on the pavilions and towers in the nine heavens.

He had no interest in these meaningless battles.

For a time, only two people were left in the field who did not avoid Blood Rogue's gaze.

"Looking at you two, are you actually courting death?"

Fairy Fairy Feileng's expression was cold, "Apologies, before entering, the three of us had an agreement to advance and retreat together."

Old Daoist Ji Yuan smiled bitterly, "Rogue, why bother with this dispute of intent? Why not stop and make peace, and let us wait together for the opening of the fourteen palaces of Ming Zhao, and then seize benefits from those who have obtained the inheritance?"

Facing these words, Blood Rogue smiled ferociously.

"Those things have nothing to do with me; I only want the power left behind by the Blood Sea Ancestor!"

"The three of you, come together!"

"What does this Rogue fear!"

When he said this, blood light surged into the sky from his body, and a figure walked out from his body.

That person had a sinister face and long, narrow eyes.

Although his appearance was completely different from the burly and atmospheric Blood Rogue, the two stood together one after the other, but their overall temperament was almost the same.

When this person appeared, Fairy Fairy Feileng let out a low cry: "Elder Yan!"

"No, that is not Elder Yan; that is the Blood God Child refined by Blood Rogue!" Blood Nightmare Demon Luo shouted, revealing the newcomer's identity, and quickly explained: "Blood Rogue refined four Blood God Children of the Nascent Soul stage in total; one was destroyed by a monster in the Dark Realm, one Blood God Child perished together with my one hundred and eight Blood God Children of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Evil, and another died under my blade; now only this one remains."

Upon learning this news, everyone on the Cloud Sea Square was shaken.

They were shocked by Blood Rogue's strength, refining four Blood God Children of the same rank with the cultivation of the mid-Nascent Soul stage; no wonder he was called comparable to a late-stage Nascent Soul Great Cultivator.

They were also curious about what means Blood Nightmare Demon Luo had used to kill two of his Blood God Children and still survive.

No matter how you looked at it, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo only had the cultivation of the early Nascent Soul stage.

Could it be that what he relied on was the "power left behind by the Blood Sea Ancestor" mentioned by Blood Rogue?

Facing everyone's gaze, Blood Rogue was fearless.

This time, he didn't talk nonsense and attacked directly.

Holding the Divine Steel Blood Blade, he went straight for Blood Nightmare Demon Luo.

And the Blood God Child behind him, who looked like Elder Yan of the Primal Demon Sect, stood alone in front of Fairy Fairy Feileng and Old Daoist Ji Yuan.

"Junior Sister, be careful; the Blood God Child refined by Blood Rogue uses the techniques of the Blood Sea lineage of the Primal Demon Sect, which is the most crazy and cruel." Old Daoist Ji Yuan had a whisk appear in his hand, and flying swords circled around him.

Fairy Fairy Feileng's expression was calm.

"I know better than you; you don't need to remind me. You had better think about how to help Blood Nightmare; if he dies, when my sister comes out later, no one will help you."

As soon as these words came out, Old Daoist Ji Yuan's expression changed drastically.

Judging from the current situation, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's ability indeed exceeded their expectations.

He had truly obtained the power left behind by the sect's ancestor and could face a mid-stage Nascent Soul powerhouse directly; he might even be able to battle a Great Cultivator when at his peak.

If he wanted to survive, he really had to...

Taking a deep breath, Old Daoist Ji Yuan urged: "Let's attack together first and destroy this Blood God Child!"

"Good!"

The two did not hesitate and each unleashed their magic treasure killing moves.

And on the square, the cloud sea churned, showing that the battle of the two "Bloods" had erupted again.

But overall, Blood Rogue had the upper hand!

The majestic blade light, unmatched and rampant, pressed Blood Nightmare Demon Luo from beginning to end.

As he said, the other party was only borrowing the ancestor's power and was ultimately not his own strength.

In the more than ten years of fighting in the Dark Realm, Blood Rogue relied on his own three Blood God Children to constantly consume the other party's power, and now he had reached the point of ending it in one battle.

Seeing that he couldn't hold on, the Cloud Sea Square seemed wide, but there was no place to block the view, and Blood Nightmare Demon Luo began to call for help.

"What are you still struggling with over there? Come and help me quickly!"

Old Daoist Ji Yuan gritted his teeth, "Junior Sister, you come and block the Blood God Child; I'll go help him!"

After saying this, regardless of Fairy Fairy Feileng's attitude, he brushed his whisk, and white silk filled the sky, temporarily trapping the Blood God Child, and then flew at lightning speed to support Blood Nightmare Demon Luo.

Seeing this scene, Fairy Fairy Feileng bit her lip, pain flickering in her eyes.

It was like this again!

People of the Penglai Immortal Sect were always like this.

It was like this back then, and it was still like this now.

Boom!

After a brief exchange, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo spat out blood and flew backward.

Blood Rogue was about to pursue, but Old Daoist Ji Yuan had already intercepted him halfway.

Whoosh!

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo fell to the ground, his expression ferocious.

"Ji Yuan, you buy me some time; wait for me to communicate with the Sword Spirit!"

After saying this, a blood sword appeared in his hand.

It was precisely the God-Slaying Blood Sword!

And the so-called communication in Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's mouth was not that simple.

He pointed a finger at the center of his eyebrows.

A drop of golden-red blood flew out slowly.

Essence blood?

No!

This was soul blood stained with the cultivator's divine soul!

The soul blood floated out, and Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's face turned pale, but he couldn't care less; holding the soul blood in one hand, he wiped it across the God-Slaying Blood Sword.

Subsequently, in an instant, he pinched hundreds of magic formulas in succession.

Finally, he stopped abruptly!

"Command!"

As the word fell, the God-Slaying Blood Sword, which was trembling, immediately became obedient.

And at this moment, Old Daoist Ji Yuan, who was blocking Blood Rogue, was blasted to a place not far from Blood Nightmare Demon Luo.

High in the sky, the burly man with disheveled hair looked down at them from above.

"Struggling on the verge of death, resisting stubbornly!"

"Is that so?" Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's expression was ferocious, and he pointed a finger, "Go!"

The God-Slaying Blood Sword turned into a streak of blood light and sped away.

Facing this sword, Blood Rogue's expression became a bit solemn, but there was still confidence in his eyes.

The long blade in his hand slashed down vertically.

The blade light was like a streak of silk, crisscrossing, constantly contending with the God-Slaying Blood Sword.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

After less than a dozen breaths, the blade and sword had already clashed over a hundred times.

When the two retreated for the second time, Blood Rogue looked down at the long blade in front of him, and dense notches appeared on the blade edge.

The Divine Steel Blood Blade, a true artifact famous in the North Sea, had been completely defeated in this exchange!

"Is it that sword again?"

He muttered, and his right hand gripped the air.

Swish!

Suddenly, a long whip exploded in the void.

As the long whip danced, it was like a snake and a python, like a vine and a dragon!

Su Su Yinyin, there was even the sound of a soul-snatching crow crying, resounding through the sky.

"The Blood Kiss Whip is a true artifact I refined to seize the power of the Blood Sea Ancestor; this time, I want to see if it can restrain this sword."

With thoughts flickering in his heart, Blood Rogue struck with the whip.

Crack!

The void trembled, and the whip turned into two shadows, lashing toward the two.

Facing this whip, Old Daoist Ji Yuan's expression changed drastically.

The white silk of the whisk transformed, shrouding him into a large cocoon.

Crack!

One whip!

With just one whip, the white cocoon was lashed several hundred feet away, and it even exploded in the void; as the silk threads drifted, Old Daoist Ji Yuan spat out blood, his eyes unfocused.

And on the other side, Blood Nightmare Demon Luo tried his best to control the God-Slaying Blood Sword, slashing toward the main body of the whip.

Boom!

The whip and blood sword met, magic power churned, stirring up boundless winds and clouds.

"Haha, the time you spent refining this true artifact was too short; ultimately, it cannot do anything to me."

Blood Nightmare Demon Luo's loud laughter rang out.

Blood Rogue's expression sank slightly, and holding the whip handle, he snorted coldly: "It's nothing more than consuming a little more time."

Time.

Yes, for everyone, time was the most important thing.

Just like Luo Chen.

Inside the Alchemy Palace.

Luo Chen was currently caught in the greatest life-and-death crisis in his history!

Two source flames of extremely high rank were using his body as a battlefield, erupting in an extreme battle.

After a thousand years of contention, the strength of both had long been worn away, leaving only a tiny bit of source.

But they couldn't stand that their rank was too high!

Even if only a tiny bit of power remained, it was absolutely not something Luo Chen could contend with.

After the artifact spirit of the Refining Heaven Cauldron passed away, there was no longer any existence that could suppress them.

And because the magic power cultivated by the "Heavenly Phoenix Nirvana Scripture" was of the same lineage as the Nirvana Holy Fire, the Nirvana Holy Fire, which had been silent for many years, ignited the war once again.

Regarding all this, Luo Chen was helpless.

He could only watch helplessly as the two great flames fought crazily within his body, crazily ravaging his physical body.

"No!"

"I absolutely do not allow it!"

A desperate shout echoed in Luo Chen's divine soul.

His magic power had already been mobilized by the Nirvana Holy Fire, but he still had another power.

Source Power!

The "Ten Thousand Daos Convergence" began to circulate, and strands of source power rose from all directions within his body, completely wrapping his body.

This "battlefield" must absolutely not collapse!

The Nine-Refining Beacon Fire gradually began to fall into a disadvantage in the short battle.

It was ultimately a fire without a source.

And the Nirvana Holy Fire had the assistance of Luo Chen's magic power.

At this moment, the situation had changed, and it was no longer the time when it occupied the upper hand.

Sensing this, the Nine-Refining Beacon Fire could no longer hold back.

When it drilled into the Qi sea again, it actually rushed toward the lonely white elixir pill floating there with a determined posture.

Second Primal Elixir!

"No!!!"

Sensing all this, Luo Chen's expression was incomparably terrified.

The next moment, the white elixir pill was shrouded in nine-colored brilliance, beginning to expand constantly, becoming larger, the magic power contracting and expanding...

And then.

Boom!

The second primal elixir exploded!

The terrifying magic power, like a bursting river, poured out in an instant.

At this moment, the tough Qi sea that Luo Chen had once been incomparably proud of shattered instantly!

The boiling magic power, like a wild horse that had broken its reins, centered on the collapsed Qi sea, rushed toward every part of Luo Chen's body.

His physical body began to disintegrate!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 644 =====

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