Chapter 208: Demon Sound, Sword Qi, and Demon Wind
Under this violent demonic sound, Yi Chu felt that the blood transformation true qi in his body was intermittent, as if it was blocked by something, as if it could collapse at any time!
"Bang", among the disciples of the Soul Refining Sect, another disciple fell to the ground. The other disciples who reacted sat on the ground one by one, using their skills.
However, not all the disciples sat on the ground to exercise, and behind Qiu Wanshan of the Demon Palace that day, four cold young men in black stood faintly behind Qiu Wanshan, as if they didn't feel the earth-splitting demon sound that shocked their hearts at all. And behind the big man surnamed Cheng, there were also three big men who were too tall, looking at all this calmly, and behind the two old men of the Demon Sword Sect, there were also three disciples with big swords standing proudly and quietly.
Although the Soul Refining Sect, the Goddess Sect, and the Yin Soul Sect are not as good as the above three sects, there are also disciples who stand proudly, especially the Goddess Sect, and there are two graceful women standing behind Yao Ji, one of which is Liu Piaohong, who has dealt with Yi Chu.
Fei Xuan Daoist looked at the disciples standing behind everyone, and his heart was gloomy for a while, at this time, how could he not understand why the other six sects would agree to this proposal. Looking at the disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground beside him, a trace of gloom rose in his heart.
Is the Blood Transformation Sect really going to fall into its own hands?
Just when Fei Xuan Dao's heart was gloomy, he found that beside him, in addition to the three elders, there was actually a person standing, although this person was a little shaky, but this person was still standing after all.
This guy who suddenly rose up coldly really didn't let himself down! Looking at Yi Chu's somewhat shaky but hard-to-straighten body, Feixuan Dao quickly rolled through a torrent of sadness and relief in his heart.
Although he couldn't escape being robbed of his place in the end, in the end, there was still a disciple who supported his façade. The three elders who came with the Feixuan Dao people were also looking at Yi Chu with anticipation at this time, and in their hearts, of course, they hoped that Yi Chu could hold on for a little longer.
The big man surnamed Cheng also noticed Yi Chu, although this person looks big and rough on the outside, but his heart is extremely delicate and insidious. This time, it was originally a drama planned by him and Qiu Wanshan, but he didn't expect that there was still an unknown disciple in the Blood Transformation Sect, who was still standing!
"Quack, little cubs, the cultivation is not bad. Alright, I'll show you the power of the real Earth-Splitting Demon Sound!"
The poignant sound, like a ghost howl in the middle of the night, rose from the ground, and the endless sound waves, like unsheathed swords, spread wildly around, sonorously stirring everyone's eardrums and hearts!
The sound of the earth splitting demon, the sound of the earth cracking. The ancestor of the Earth Demon Palace, who created this magic decision, once used the sound of the Earth Splitting Demon to forcibly crack a mountain.
Cracking, not cracking cracks, but a mountain, from the middle of the force of the two halves, its power is so strong, it is conceivable that although the earth splitting demon sound surnamed Cheng is still a certain distance from the ancestor, but each sound wave can also be compared to the fierce blow of the lower grade magic weapon.
The disciples who were originally proud also lost their original peace at this time, although they did not sit on the ground like other disciples, but they all silently operated their skills to resist.
Although Yi Chu has already stepped into the threshold of the Transformation Liquid, in terms of skill, he is still a lot worse than Hua Yuzi and the others, and the reason why he has been able to support it until now is entirely because the Blood Transformation Divine Skill he has cultivated is superior to the exercises that the Blood Transformation Sect is now transmitting.
However, as the sound of the Earth Splitting Demon became stronger and stronger, Yi Chu felt as if his divine sense had been pricked by a needle. In the midst of this pain, Yi Chu, who couldn't help but want to sit on the ground, suddenly felt the golden divine consciousness in the center of his eyebrows suddenly moved!
His mind instantly melted into the villain transformed by the golden divine sense, and Yi Chu felt a burst of relief and relief, the magic sound that kept roaring in his ears was just an instant, and it could no longer pose any threat to him. Through the golden mind, Yi Chu even felt the tremor of the earth-splitting demon sound cast by the big man surnamed Cheng.
Casting the Earth Splitting Demon Sound is not an easy thing for the person who casts it, if all the disciples of the Blood Transformation Sect lie down, then he surnamed Dahan will immediately stop casting. When Yi Chu staggered and was about to collapse, a smug smile appeared on the face of the big man surnamed Cheng.
However, before this smile could fully bloom on the big man's face, it disappeared without a trace in an instant, because the disciple who was already shaky in his eyes struggled to straighten his body and obviously stood firm again!
How is it possible? Not to mention an ordinary disciple of the Blood Transformation Sect, even a person who is about to cultivate into a golden pill, in his own howling, will also collapse in an instant, how can this person be safe and sound?
Under the annoyance in his heart, the big man surnamed Cheng couldn't help but improve his skills again, and the sound of the Earth Splitting Demon was like thunder, roaring in mid-air.
Qiu Wanshan was still watching all this casually at first, and when things developed now, he couldn't help but change his expression. And the person who made him change color was naturally Yi Chu, who stood there still and steadily. He didn't expect that this inconspicuous disciple of the Blood Transformation Sect would actually be able to stand there steadily.
"Ahhhh
"Kill you, I'm going to kill you!" A disciple of the Demon Sword Sect with a black big sword behind him flew up from the ground again, and at that moment, he danced the big sword in his hand frantically, roaring loudly, and the black sword qi was like a whirlwind, constantly flying out of his hand.
"Bang", a disciple of the Soul Refining Sect who was sitting cross-legged didn't have time to react at all, he was hit in the chest by a black sword qi, and bright red blood rolled down, and the disciple of the Soul Refining Sect was also provoked, jumped up from the ground suddenly, and rushed towards the disciple of the Demon Sword Sect hysterically.
There were more and more disciples who were uncontrollable, and the constantly dancing sword qi and demonic wind were constantly blowing in the main hall. The entire hall, just a moment's effort, turned into a mess!