Chapter 451: Demonic Blade Mysterious, Fu Fu Lao Mo Heart Shocked, Remote Hand-to-Hand Combat

Little Ji Zhen pulled out his flying sword from his sleeve. The blade qi remaining on the sword was forced to the tip of the sword, and only a point of bloodstain swam on the blade.

This bloodstain was dark red, and even though it was trapped by the sword qi, it still twisted and struggled like a living thing.

This is the most mysterious place of the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao. Any wound caused by the demonic blade will be infected by demonic nature. The blade qi absorbs vitality and essence like a demon lord to grow, and its essence gradually transforms. After the blade qi takes away everything from him, it will break out of the body and turn into a more fierce demonic blade to return to the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao, strengthening the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo on the blade.

Therefore, every time this blade kills a great enemy, its power will be even stronger.

Little Ji Zhen didn't dare to let such blade qi enter his body easily, so he decisively withdrew his sword and fled. Otherwise, as long as the blade qi invaded his body by one point, the demonic nature of the demonic blade would be like a river of blood, flowing endlessly, strengthening the blade qi in his body along the connection in the dark, and finally refining him into a pool of filthy blood, merging into the essence of the demonic blade. That is to say, at this time, he was already some distance from Qian Chen, and in order to gain the trust of Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu, he took the risk of collecting the residual blade qi on the flying sword.

Little Ji Zhen's will was firm. He backhandedly slashed his shoulder, and the bloodstain on the blade drilled into his wound like a snake.

The Blood-Transforming blade qi just touched the wound, and Little Ji Zhen felt an astonishing ferocity, frantically plundering and devouring his blood qi. Under his deliberate indulgence, it frantically grew, and a vague demonic blade was conceived by the Blood-Transforming blade qi, turning into an invisible demon lord, beginning to erode his Dao foundation.

Little Ji Zhen used the Bai Hong sword intent to lock his Dao foundation tightly. The blade mark on his shoulder was like wriggling magma, hideous and fierce. In an instant, his aura dropped by 80%, appearing weak.

But all this was a superficial phenomenon. If he had been hit by Qian Chen's blade before, with residual wounds, being infected by demonic nature like this would naturally mean losing 80% of his combat power, and he would have no power to fight back if he met Qian Chen again. But Little Ji Zhen used the Blood-Transforming blade qi that had been worn down by the Bai Hong sword qi. He slashed himself with a blade, so although the wound looked serious, the Dao foundation was tightly guarded, and his combat power was not damaged at all.

Qian Chen suddenly sensed a trace of demonic nature in the distance establishing a connection with him. That trace of demonic nature was located next to the God-Sacrificing Platform. Qian Chen could strengthen the blade qi by borrowing the God-Sacrificing Platform at any time, and along this connection, it was like overturning rivers and seas.

He stopped in the stone cave, frowned and said: "Strange, I don't seem to have hit him before? Could it be that he was testing the blade?"

Little Ji Zhen burned his essence blood and turned into a blood light, rushing into the location of the Demon Burial Stone Platform...

A group of old demon lords were sitting on the stone platform, and Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu was the most conspicuous one among the several old demon lords even when sitting.

He was wrapped in black-gold demonic light, and the roots of the demonic light were as small as silk threads, but each of these small silk threads could split mountains and rocks, easily cutting magic treasures. Often, when this handful of demonic light was released, it could dismember dozens of Core Formation cultivators. He had disheveled gray-white hair, his eyes contained blood light, and he sat cross-legged in meditation, his posture domineering and casual, with great power in his hands.

It was as if the lives of ten thousand people were in his hands, and just a casual glance could make people restless and terrified.

"Greetings, Xie Xie Zushi Fu!" Little Ji Zhen's face was pale, and he knelt down to the several old demons with fear and trepidation.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu opened his eyes, the blood light in his eyes flourished, and he asked straightforwardly: "What kind of ability does that person have that can make you return in a miserable defeat and flee alone? Is he too fierce, or are you too trash?"

His tone was quite impatient, and the look in his eyes at Little Ji Zhen also carried a sharp killing intent.

Little Ji Zhen felt alert in his heart. Although he was a true demon seed permitted by the Yu Yu Jiuyou Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Xie Xie Zushi, if he performed too much like trash, no one in the sect could speak for him if he was refined into a divine demon by Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu. Another Yu Yu Jiuyou true transmission beside him whispered: "First Shi Mo Sanlang disappeared, and then Qian Shidi Ji was defeated. Between the two, maybe there is some connection!"

Little Ji Zhen felt cold in his heart. He had already expected that there would be fellow disciples falling into the trap after this defeat, but the angle of this person's cut was so vicious that it still made a layer of cold sweat appear on his back.

"Shi Mo Sanlang is dead!" Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu said coldly: "He is dead, which proves that he is trash. My Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao respects the strong. Killing a piece of trash is naturally no problem, but if the person who killed him is also trash..."

The old demon's eyes were sharp with cold light. Little Ji Zhen hurriedly pulled open the clothes on his shoulder, revealing the hideous wound and said: "Reporting to the Xie Xie Zushi, it is not that I am incompetent, but that the person who awakened the fierce spirits here cultivates the secret great divine power of my Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao—Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao, and is extremely familiar with my divine arts and spells. I didn't check for a moment, so I was hit by his demonic blade. The magic arts of the junior brothers were all restrained by him, and they couldn't pull away, instead becoming nourishment for him to strengthen the demonic blade!"

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu saw the blade mark on his shoulder, his face changed greatly, and he stood up, stepping forward to examine it carefully. His face changed several times, and finally, it became completely gloomy. No one knew what he was thinking.

"It really is the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao!"

The old demon lord of the Corpse-Driving Sect also examined it from the side and pondered: "This wound contains demonic nature, clearly the demonic blade has already cultivated a Supreme Supreme Tian Mo! Such a character is rare even among the older generation of the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao. Being able to retreat unscathed without precaution is already not simple!"

Fu Fu Lao Mo Duan bowed slightly and looked at Little Ji Zhen with quite a bit of approval.

Both of them cultivated the demonic path's orthodox path and disdained refining living souls and offering blood food. Regarding this self-respect, he also had quite a bit of good feeling for Little Ji Zhen.

"This blade qi is mysterious and reveals a sense of majesty and righteousness, not too sinister. Although it is slightly weak and the cultivated demon lord is not strong enough, clearly it is not Ye Dao Demon's blade technique..."

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu grabbed Little Ji Zhen's wrist and urged his magic power. Little Ji Zhen's blood qi boiled instantly, breaking through his magic power blockade. The twisted blade mark took the opportunity to frantically devour Little Ji Zhen's blood qi, rapidly growing. A blade mark was like a living thing, twisting and spreading, and Little Ji Zhen's face was full of pain.

At this moment, seeing his blood qi greatly depleted and the blade qi also growing several times, the old demon let him go.

The old demon said coldly with his sleeves folded: "Hmph! The blade qi is domineering, but it's a pity the demonic nature is not strong enough. This person's attainments in the demonic blade are only below Ye Dao Demon. Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao, except for 'Divine' and 'Blade,' the rest are not worth worrying about."

"You actually lost to such a demonic blade, you are also a piece of trash!"

Little Ji Zhen was sweating profusely on the surface, but he was actually shocked in his heart. He knew that this blade mark was from the residual blade qi he collected, and he didn't face the blade directly. In this way, 90% of the demonic nature in the blade qi was eliminated, and it still had such power. That person's demonic blade cultivation was not below Ye Dao Demon, and it was even better.

This person didn't use his full strength when fighting him, it should be that he wanted to see his Bai Hong sword technique.

Fortunately, he was decisive and used the swift and unparalleled sword speed of the hundred-step flying sword to escape.

Originally, he thought he had used all his trump cards and his winning rate should be 40%, but now it seems that it is at most 10%. That blade before was probably mostly the demonic blade's own changes, and that person didn't take it seriously!

Qian Chen was also happy to see the hunt. In order to learn the Bai Hong sword technique from his hands, he indulged the demonic blade's own changes.

If it was Qian Chen's own demonic nature, Little Ji Zhen might not have had the chance to escape. Qian Chen had already seen Little Ji Zhen's actual sword technique cultivation from that bit of sword qi earlier, so he thought this kind of blade technique wouldn't give him too much pressure, and even stimulate him to exert his Bai Hong sword technique with all his strength, letting him see the shocking sword technique left by the sword immortal Nie Zheng in the past, and then slash and kill this demonic path expert. Who would have thought that Little Ji Zhen was an undercover agent and didn't dare to exert his full strength at all.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu appraised the blade mark, and with his true qi, he condensed a large hand and grabbed toward Little Ji Zhen's wound.

Black-gold demonic light intertwined on the large hand, wanting to capture the demon lord transformed by the blade qi. He still had secret methods to track this person by borrowing the demonic nature left by the demonic blade. Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu originally thought that his move would be easy to catch, but as soon as he moved, Qian Chen there naturally sensed the change.

Qian Chen stood in the howling wind, looking far away at the bottomless abyss at the end of the tunnel. When the baleful qi shuttling through the tunnel blew on him, it bypassed him on its own.

The baleful qi in the gale danced like ribbons and flying snakes. It looked inconspicuous, but it was extremely sinister. Ordinary people would not even have bones left if they were contaminated by a trace. But Qian Chen stood in it, just like a breeze blowing on his face. No matter how sinister the baleful qi was, it couldn't eliminate the five qi in his chest.

"Interesting!" He whispered to himself, backhandedly pulling out the My Obsession Blade from the zither, and slashed into the wind, splitting the baleful wind that blew from countless tunnels in the abyss and entangled together.

The blade light was like a Supreme Supreme Tian Mo howling, slashing all the baleful qi away. The countless baleful qi twisted and entangled together, turning into a huge demon head, roaring toward the sky, twisting and rotating, and disappearing... At this moment, the blade mark on Little Ji Zhen's shoulder suddenly trembled. The blade mark instantly plundered 60% of Little Ji Zhen's blood qi, broke out of his body, turned into a hideous demon head, and twisted into a blood-red demonic blade.

The blade mark slashed through the darkness on the Demon Burial Stone Platform, dragging a fierce bloodstain in the black curtain.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu's condensed true qi large hand was slashed and broken in a hurry. The blade qi dragged out a long red tail, like a silk ribbon, passing around his body, slashing through everyone on the stone platform.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu let out a roar: "How dare you!".

Fu Fu Lao Mo Duan chuckled, letting him make a fool of himself, only taking action to protect Little Ji Zhen.

The blade light swept past, and the hundreds of black-gold demonic lights around Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu turned into meteor chains. Hundreds of thumb-thick demonic lights intertwined, only then completely wearing down the blade light. But his face was gloomy, clearly extremely annoyed. The other old demon lords also had heavy faces, looking at this scene suspiciously, suspecting that there might be a rift within the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao, while others were watching a good show, looking at Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu with a smile.

The Yu Yu Jiuyou true transmission who appeared earlier still maintained a smile.

But Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu snorted angrily, flicked his sleeves, and swept onto him. The Yu Yu Jiuyou true transmission instantly turned into fly ash, and his essence blood had been completely swallowed by the demonic blade.

Little Ji Zhen breathed a sigh of relief secretly, but at the same time became vigilant. The person who had been faintly mocking Little Ji Zhen for returning after worshiping couldn't even withstand a single blade mark of the demonic blade, so what could Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu pursue him for?

But during the battle between righteousness and evil, the appearance of such a variable also made him sweat for Xie An's side.

Little Ji Zhen also noticed that when the demonic blade changed, the two-headed baboon on the stone platform had a different expression, but it didn't make a sound, always watching coldly.

This two-headed baboon, the two-hearted ape demon, was mysterious and unpredictable.

The demonic path was wary of it, and Little Ji Zhen could only secretly remember this matter. Perhaps there might be some unexpected clues from this ape.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu turned his back to the crowd and had completely calmed down. The old demon had experienced countless tribulations, and this kind of thing was just a matter of face for him. He said in a deep voice: "This person's demonic blade, even in the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao, may not have more than a handful of people who can defeat it. Ye Dao Demon is just a junior, far inferior to this person! I was wrong before!"

Little Ji Zhen's heart sank. There were still a handful of people in the Yu Yu Jiuyou Dao who had such attainments in the demonic blade. The Demon Xie Xie Zushi's orthodoxy was indeed profound.

"Those who can cultivate such a blade demon by using demons to control the blade are either blade slaves who sacrifice themselves to serve the demonic blade and can only issue one blade in their life, or the strong in my Dao. But his blade method's demonic nature is eerie, and there is a sense of majesty and righteousness in the twist. I have never heard of this kind of blade intent. Therefore, this person's origin is still a mystery!"

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu said in a deep voice.

Fu Fu Lao Mo Duan hesitated: "Could it be, other eras..."

Fu Fu Lao Mo Fu was silent for a long time before saying: "The Daoist books left by the ancestors in the sect do indeed vaguely imply that there are strong people who can cross the light of the universe through some opportunity and come from the past and future."

"But the Supreme Supreme Tian Mo Blood-Transforming Ancient Shendao needs to borrow the Yu Yu Jiuyou demonic nature to be cast. If it crossed time and space, the demonic nature in the blade should also be somewhat different. But the demonic nature in this blade has no light of the universe, it is completely the Yu Yu Jiuyou of this era." ===== CHAPTER 452 =====