2077: C2077 Evil God

C2077 Evil God

Meng Yu found it funny that the blood shadow was boasting shamelessly in front of him.

"Your whole family was born guilty! Your whole family has to atone for their sins!"

Meng Yu had no way to say anything against those words.

It was also funny for a tiny Evil God to think that he was the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao.

Now, he could obtain that blood shadow. It was because he had swallowed some Blood Bead that he had formed a 'spirit' like some treasures over the years, just like Meng Yu's Purple Dance Sword's Artifact Spirit, Little Ziwu.

This Purple Dance had been sleeping for a long time.

Meng Yu did not know when or where she would wake up.

This blood shadow was equivalent to the 'blood spirit' formed after swallowing some Blood Bead.

Meng Yu had almost been deceived by it and submitted to him.

If that happened, Meng Yu would become the slave of this blood shadow.

This blood shadow would absorb a large amount of blood from his body, turning him into a lowly blood slave, continuously contributing blood to him.

What did he want Meng Yu to do? Meng Yu could not resist or refuse.

To Meng Yu, such a life was better than death. It was better to die than live.

Hearing Meng Yu scolding him, the blood shadow became furious.

With a swoosh, the entire shadow turned into a sharp blood blade and pierced towards Meng Yu's heart.

The Water-filling Sword immediately blocked the blood blade.

The blood blade instantly exploded, turning into rippling waves that surrounded Meng Yu.

At this moment, Meng Yu felt a strong pressure.

He had lost contact with the Heavenly Dao Rule outside!

Fortunately, the Holy Lotus on his body kept flickering and emitting a holy light, preventing the other party from continuing to pollute his Heavenly Dao Rule.

If someone was outside, they would see blood flowing like rivers within the array formation.

Meng Yu had even turned into a "Blood Man."

However, the blood of the other party was unable to break through the defense of the Holy Lotus on his body.

Meng Yu suddenly understood what this Holy Lotus was. It was the crystallization of Dao. It was a tangible existence formed from his feelings for all the Heavenly Dao Rule.

If he was still a Transcendence Stage, he wouldn't be able to withstand the attack of this blood shadow on his Heavenly Dao.

Or, if he didn't have this Holy Lotus, he would have been tempted by this blood shadow when he first came into contact with it. He would have long worshipped it and become a blood slave.

When he thought of this, he felt some lingering fear. The process of pulling that rope seemed simple, but it was actually extremely dangerous.

That blood was temporarily unable to advance even an inch.

However, the light emitted by the Holy Lotus was somewhat dim.

This caused Meng Yu to worry.

However, the Water-filling Sword in his hand slashed forward with an indomitable force.

"Peach Blossom Sword Arts First Sword: Heaven-breaking Style!"

This was the Sword Dao that Meng Yu had broken through to the Heavenly Dao Limit. This sword was extremely sharp, and it could pierce through the sky.

The circles and layers of blood that surrounded him were all pierced in a white arc.

A furious roar sounded out from the spatial zone.

The blood spread out a lot!

Meng Yu felt the pressure on his body loosen up.

"You are suppressing the Heavenly Dao in my body. I will break it with the Sword Dao."

Meng Yu withdrew his sword. Sword shadows appeared on the blade.

Just as he was about to use his sharp sword technique again, his opponent's voice rang out.

"Don't waste your energy. You are already in my control."

"As long as you can't pierce through it with a single sword, the place you cut open will be repaired once again."

"You might have forgotten one thing, blood is water, and water is f * cking water, but f * cking water can be said to be the hardest water. As the saying goes, it is soft around the finger, and that is the principle."

The ancient voice echoed in the surroundings.

After that, Meng Yu discovered that blood was gushing out from the place he had cut open, repairing the "lost land."

The other party's words caused him to feel an important pressure.

Originally, he wanted to use the second sword style of the Peach Blossom Sword Arts, but now, he changed it to the 'scar' style.

As soon as the Injury Style was used, the blood, space, and the ground around him were covered in wounds.

Tiny cracks appeared on the blood in front of him.

Under the guidance of the sword technique, these cracks merged into one, causing the cracks to become bigger.

This made him feel as if he could feel the rich Heavenly Dao Rule outside.

Thus, his sword stabbed towards one of the biggest cracks.

To his surprise, a large amount of blood poured out, wrapping around the cracks and blocking them.

To his surprise, this sword strike was incapable of destroying the layers of blood.

The blood that had gathered together once again cut off his connection with the Heavenly Dao of the outside world.

The light emitted by the Holy Lotus on his body once again dimmed a little.

Meng Yu knew that this was because he was unable to contact the Heavenly Dao Rule outside.

If not for the Dao Fate on his body supporting this Holy Lotus, it was likely that he would have long been drowned by the fresh blood.

The current him was relatively safe.

However, it was as if he was trapped in a jar. If he didn't have a way to break out of this situation, then when the Dao Fate on his body disappeared, he would be oppressed to death.

The Holy Lotus continuously consumed the Dao Fate on his body.

Layers and layers of the Incineration Imprint flowed out, turning into the Holy Lotus's wings to resist the external evil.

The attack of blood, the squeezing of the Dao, caused blood to flow out from the corner of his mouth.

That kind of gentle blood flow made the Water-filling Sword that he stabbed out seem as if it had stabbed into a tough steel plate, becoming bent.

It seemed as if it would break at any moment.

This was a Pure God treasure! How could it break so easily?

He was very surprised.

"Submit to me, submit to me. This sovereign will not only spare you from death, but will also let you feel a supreme Dao Art."

"At that time, you will be free and unfettered in this world."

"You will not be destroyed, nor will the Nets Above Snares Below net you."

The ancient voice revealed a dignified manner. Meng Yu felt as if he could see a "god" that was heavily guarded in the endless blood.

He had an illusion that if he knelt down, he would no longer be able to endure all the suffering and eventually become an immortal who was free and unfettered.

However.

His consciousness told him that this was an evil god, not a true 'god'.

He had never seen a 'god' before, so he suspected the existence of a god.

At this moment, he thought too much. Qinhuai Lixue was here and could guide him to get lost.

But he also knew that all the roads were for him to walk and explore.

"The fourth sword of the Peach Blossom Sword Arts: Bloodthirsty Style."

This technique came from the Sword Dao, Blood-drinking Sword Arts.

When the sword was thrust out.

Bloodthirsty, drinking the Dao, drinking the devil.

It could even drink up everything in this world.

Meng Yu suddenly felt like he had drunk the 'Dao' he needed.

Under the ethereal rules, his opponent's' Dao 'was transformed into his fierce Sword Dao.

The Water-filling Sword that was originally like a pool of clear water had turned bright red at this moment.

The blood that was like gentle fingers had lost its toughness at this moment.

Meng Yu held the treasured sword in his hand, as if he was holding the 'blood', 'Dao ", and" Devil "in this space.

His delicate and pretty face had become firm and determined.

Two blue flames appeared in his eyes!

"The first sword of the Peach Blossom Sword Arts: Heaven-breaking Style!"

"With my name, Meng Yu's sword, break!"1

The incomparably sharp sword, which was pressing forward with indomitable force, thrust forward with a force that shook the heavens and the earth. It was the sword of the Weeping Ghost God.

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