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The Blood God Sword, one of the nine great swords in the Tibetan Sword Gourd.

The pinnacle artifact.

Since the last time the Blood God Sword devoured the corpses of the gods in the Brahma Realm, it has been silent, and the last time he faced the Qingyao Heavenly God, he had the last chance to draw the sword.

I didn't expect to fly out on its own at this time.

I saw a dazzling piece of blood, a sea of blood, and a figure wearing a bloody robe emerged.

This is the sword spirit of the Blood God Sword.

It's very powerful, and it's even more demonic.

"This seat has been completely recovered, and you are indispensable!"

The sword spirit turned into a blood-robed man, his eyes were bloody, he looked directly at Zhang Jian, and his cold voice did not enter Zhang Jian's ears.

"Although you are a person of the inheritance of the Supreme God King, if you want to obtain the effectiveness of this seat, you must confirm your strength!"

The blood-robed man continued to speak, his eyes were narrow, staring at Zhang Jian, making Zhang Jian's back chill and chill.

"How do you want to confirm it?"

The Blood God Sword was extremely powerful, and Zhang Jian's eyes were greedy.

However, he also knew that the Blood God Sword was not so easy to conquer.

At this time, the Blood God Sword was revived, but it still needed to work hard to gain its recognition.

"Fight me, if you can defeat me, I will surrender to you, if you fail, this seat will never be of your use again!"

The blood-robed man spoke calmly, but the sea of blood behind him was turbulent.

"Good!"

If Zhang Jian wants to gain power, the Blood God Sword is one of the best helps.

More precious than the Dark Excalibur in his hand.

Crash!

Seeing Zhang Jian nodding, the sea of blood suddenly spread and surged towards Zhang Jian.

Soon, Zhang Jian disappeared in place and entered the blood-colored space.

"This seat will not bully you, and only uses the strength of the Minor God Realm Sixfold. ”

The blood-robed man spoke lightly, he stretched out his hand, and suddenly a blood sword condensed by sea water appeared in his hand.

At the same time, the blood-colored Dao and the six Dao Dao meanings manifested around him, and although they were transformed by the sea, they were not at all quick and true Dao.

Zhang Jian frowned slightly, and his expression was solemn.

"Fight!"

Zhang Jian shouted directly, his body soared, like a divine dragon in the sky, and he directly clenched his fists and blasted out.

Six reincarnations.

As soon as you make a move, it is the strongest means.

In an instant, six black holes manifested, and six Dao meanings merged into the black hole.

One punch out, six manifestations.

It's demitheism.

In an instant, this punch pierced through the sea of blood, and Zhang Jian's body was shining with golden light, like a divine fire, burning and dazzling.

"Slash!"

The blood-robed man did not move, holding the Blood God Sword in his hand, and directly slashed out with a sword.

With one sword, the six Dao meanings are integrated into it.

This sword slashed out, and it carried a monstrous sea of blood, rolling in, as if it was about to drown Zhang Jian.

Knock the whole world into powder.

Bang!

The six realms of reincarnation collided with the sea of blood.

In an instant, Dao Yi turned into a meteor, and the sea of blood turned into a canopy, like a meteor shower across the sky, smashing down in all directions, gorgeous and amazing, and the scene was very grand.

Zhang Jian and the blood-robed man were both immersed in seawater, and there was an uproar all around.

This blow.

The two are not separated.

"What a strong sword!"

Zhang Jian frowned and stared at the blood-robed man.

Although the blood-robed man suppressed his strength, he only exerted the power of the sixfold power of the small god realm.

But it's so powerful that it makes him feel tricky.

The Six Realms of Reincarnation is a demigod technique that he has realized on his own, and it is extremely powerful.

However, it is on par with the blood-robed man.

"Slash again!"

At this time, the blood-robed man drew his sword again.

The sword light was like rain, dripping, and the sea of blood in the sky turned into endless rain.

Every drop is like a sword.

This rain is more than billions.

At this moment, everything moved with the sword of the blood-robed man.

Swish!

In an instant, the sword roared, piercing through the void, shattering the stars, shattering time and space, and blasting through chaos.

With the most terrifying might, he came towards Zhang Jian.

This sword may be able to destroy a world.

How horrible.

"Primordial Sermon!"

Feel the horror of the blood-robed man's sword.

Zhang Jian's expression was solemn, he suddenly slapped his eyebrows, and in an instant, a primordial sermon flew out.

It was the moon word Taoist text that the Sun Moon Tianzun gave him.

In an instant, a bright moon appeared behind Zhang Jian, and the faint moonlight stretched endlessly, as if it had lasted forever.

The word moon is integrated into the moon, making this round of bright moon more and more brilliant.

The bright moon moved slowly and moved forward, resisting the thousands of swords.

Puff puff!

There was a constant reverberation of dull sounds.

The billions of swords fell on the bright moon, like rain hitting plantains, extremely fierce.

Zhang Jian felt an unimaginable force, he stretched out his hands and tried his best to resist, but his body was constantly forced to retreat.

However, there are fewer and fewer swords, and Zhang Jian's pressure is getting lower and lower.

"Break it for me!"

Zhang Jian felt the exhaustion of the sword's strength, suddenly activated his divine power, submerged into the bright moon, and suddenly pushed out with both hands.

In an instant, the bright moon shot out like a cannonball, smashing into the blood-robed man.

Rumble!

This blow was extremely powerful, with the extreme power of the primordial Daowen, which made the void tremble, and the few remaining sword rays directly collapsed, and it hit the blood-robed man's body accurately.

Burst!

The blood-robed man spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he was injured.

However, at this time, Zhang Jian did not retreat but advanced.

He seized the opportunity and used the speed to shrink the ground into inches, and the speed was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, he conjured up in front of the blood-robed man.

"Creation Magic!"

He pointed like a sword, a little forward.

Suddenly, his fingertips bloomed with blue light, like a round of cyan sun, illuminating all directions, and the terrifying coercion made the sea of blood all languid.

It's magic.

Although the attack power of the Creation Divine Technique is average, it is a divine technique after all, and it is far stronger than the demigod technique created by Zhang Jian himself.

This is also his strongest means.

At this moment, he was going to ignite the blood-robed man.

"Three slashes!"

At this time, the blood-robed man also stopped, clenched the Blood God Sword, and slashed out the third sword.

This sword does not have a surging sea of blood, nor does it have hundreds of millions of swords.

There was only a hair-thin line of blood.

The blood line was bright and straight, and the space in front of it was as fragile as paper.

Time and space have no power left in front of it.

Dao Yi could not resist in front of him.

It seems that nothing in this world can stop this bright blood line.

At this time, this blood line came towards Zhang Jian.

To cut Zhang Jian in half.

Qiang.

Zhang Jian's fingers collided with the blood line.

This is the collision of the Creation Divine Technique and the Blood God Sword.

Blue and bloody, endless waves, brilliant as fireworks, bright as the night sky.

This line of blood can cut through everything, but it can't cut through creation.

The art of creation lies in the endless life.

The blue light was shining, and it withstood the attack of the blood line.

It's even closer inch by inch.

In the frightened gaze of the blood-robed man, a finger was placed on the center of his eyebrows.

In an instant, the blue light submerged into his body, like a round of sun, blooming violently.

Attunement!

The next moment, the sea of blood was calm, and the man in the blood robe also dispersed his ferocity.

"I will surrender!"

In the end, the blood-robed man knelt on one knee and expressed his surrender to Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian walked out of the space of the sea of blood.

In mid-air, the Blood God Sword flew, turned into a blood light, and submerged into the hidden sword glove.

This time, Zhang Jian has no limit on the number of times, and he can draw the Blood Sword at any time. The nine divine swords in the hidden sword gourd, one of the ones he finally subdued.