Chapter 485: The sword turns into Changxia and kills the heaven and earth

Looking at the great elders kneeling on the ground and the disciples of the Baihua Blood Sect, Yi Chu stretched out his palm and put away the 108 Xuanyin Beast Gathering Banners in the void. He walked slowly to the two elders who passed on the martial arts and guarded him, and gently supported his palms, and directly lifted the two elders.

"Thank you all the elders! To be honest, I still have the trust of Master Fu Feixuan. Because I have practiced Taoism, I have only arrived today. If it weren't for the full support of all the elders, I, as Master, would have almost become an eternal sinner of the Blood-Crafting Sect!"

Yi Chu could have figured out the matter of these elders of the Blood-Crafting Sect's foundation as the head sect. However, Yi Chu thought about how to accept the position of the head sect again and again.

Although with Yi Chu's force, no one in the entire Blood-Crafting Sect dared to resist, it was not natural to be stubborn and comfortable. Although this was a bit troublesome, it would have immeasurable benefits for the future development of the Blood-Crafting Sect. As for whether Taoist Feixuan passed the throne to him Yi Chu, it was not important at all.

Elder Chuangong and the Elder of Guardian were also a person who had been a spirit for many years. Although they muttered in their hearts that Taoist Feixuan passed the throne to Yi Chu, the situation forced Yi Chu to be strong, and only under his protection could the Blood-Crafting Sect exist. Not to mention that Taoist Feixuan passed the throne to him, even if this guy said that Taoist Feixuan passed the throne to him and asked him to ascend the throne to the head of the throne, both of them had to bow their heads and obey the orders.

"The sect leader is so serious, but we elders have failed to do it well. Most of the thousand-mile Chixue Mountain has lost. If it weren't for the sect leader's divine power, I'm afraid the Taoist tradition left by the ancestor would have been lost. If the sect leader is humble, we will have no face to see the ancestors of all generations." Elder Chuangong would kneel down on the ground again as he spoke.

Qin Zhilong and others did not stand up at all. As the passion in their hearts gradually disappeared, they felt a little fear from the heart for Yi Chu, the sect leader who came from the sky.

"Dear fellow disciples, please get up for me. Today, the great disaster of my Blood Transformation Sect has passed. It must be the time when the whole country is united and the grand plan will be revealed." As he spoke, Yi Chu's eyes suddenly cut through the void and looked at the vast mountains.

Although Yi Chu's murderous gaze was a hundred miles apart, those monks who were looking at the Blood-Wild Peak felt their gaze hurt when Yi Chu looked at him.

"Dear colleagues who stayed in Chixue Mountain, I don't care what your purpose is. Please leave the Chixue Mountain area automatically before the first ray of light in the sky shines on the earth. Otherwise, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."

"The subordinates are ruthless" "The subordinates are ruthless"...

The vast sound was like muffled thunder, echoing constantly in the distant world. Amid the rolling sounds, some small sect monks with low cultivation felt that their minds were broken.

The loss of mountains is the biggest hatred for the Blood-Crafting Sect in recent years. But now, their sect leader has declared ownership of Chixue Mountain to the various sects occupying Chixue Mountain in such a powerful and domineering way.

Leave automatically, otherwise, don’t blame my subordinates for being ruthless!

The Blood-Crafting Sect could not say such words back then, but the Blood-Crafting Sect at this time made this sentence loud and could not be violated.

"Your Excellency is such a big tone. This Blood Reinforcement Peak was voluntarily cedeed by your Blood Transformation Sect to compensate our Feixia Sword Sect. How could you go back if you want it? Don't think that it would be so funny if you kill a few casual cultivators and don't take the world seriously!"

A sarcastic voice came from a hundred miles away. With this sound, a shocking sword energy suddenly rushed out on the Xuerong Peak, a hundred miles north of the Blood Transformation Peak. The sword energy slashed and the wind and clouds changed color.

The three words "Snowy Peak" were introduced into the ears of Elder Chuan Gong and others, making their excited expressions condense. They were naturally extremely clear about this "Snowy Peak". Each face showed a hint of anger and unwilling expression.

"Sect Master, this Bloody Peak..."

Yi Chu's face was still cold and quiet. Without saying a word, he waved his palm to stop what Elder Chuan Gong wanted to say. A cold murderous aura rushed straight from his body. This murderous aura was extremely dark green. With this violent murderous aura, Yi Chu was about to rise up, but he felt that wherever he stood, a murderous intent that seemed to be in the eternal prehistoric time suddenly entered his body.

The injection of murderous aura made the blood-transforming sword hidden in Yi Chu's storage ring excited. Since this blood-transforming sword fell into Yi Chu's hands, it had never exerted any great force. At the moment the rolling murderous aura injected, it became like a prehistoric blood beast, very excited.

The blood god in Yi Chu's dantian blood sea suddenly opened his eyes, and the stern murderous intent instantly merged into the blood god. It was like the blood god that had swallowed up the eternal delicious food, suddenly soared into the air from Yi Chu's body.

The blood-transforming knife in the storage ring fell into the hands of the Blood God at some point. The Blood God that broke through the air instantly turned into a shocking blood rainbow, instantly a hundred miles away.

Baili Xuerong Peak, a man with only a thirty-something face standing proudly. The rolling sword energy was more like a sign of his extraordinaryness to the endless world. A trace of provocative light flashed in his eyes.

The Blood Rong Peak is not important. For Mr. Xiangyan, this Blood Rong Peak is just a toy, but he disdains Yi Chu's domineering tone. Didn't he kill several casual cultivators at the Nascent Soul level? Why did your son show mercy? How could you take your trick?

You dare to say such unrestrained bastards in front of me. Your son was on a whim and wanted to slap you in the face so that you could know that in this world, some people can ride on their heads and shit, but some people must not offend them!

Just as Young Master Xiangyan was thinking about how he would humiliate him if Yi Chu came over and show him his strong backer, he was caught off guard and felt a sudden long rainbow attacking him.

The murderous intent was like a mountain or a mountain, wrapped in an unstoppable momentum, shrouded in it.

"Yu Shen Fei Kill, do you think you are a top cultivator at the level of evil refining? You are really overestimating your ability!" Young Master Xiangyan looked at the red light that soared into the sky, not only was he not surprised, but there was a look of disdain on his face.

"The sword turns into a long cloud and cuts down the heaven and earth!"

The endless sword energy soared into the sky rose into the void under the deep breath of Master Xiangyan, and then slashed towards the red light. And at the moment when the sword energy soared into the sky, the blood-red red light suddenly stopped in the void.
Chapter completed!