Chapter 1067: 1067

Chapter 1067: Blood Hell Son

A dull loud noise!

The mountain phantasm smashed directly on the gravel ground, pressing the black disc underneath.

For a time, the gravel splashed and the smoke billowed!

When the mountain phantasm returned to the round bead in a yellow light, the short cultivator gasped in shock!

The bulging disc, which was composed of 2 black round cymbals, was deeply embedded in the gravel ground like a thin round cake.

The taller cultivator was completely annihilated in this attack.

Seeing this scene, how could the short cultivator not understand the terror of the opponent’s strength?

He exclaimed and made gestures in fear. The pair of black beast claws under him turned into a black light and brought him away.

“Sir has chased me so far, and yet you still want to leave? Don’t you think it’s too late?”

Liu Ming sneered and made a gesture. The gray Mother Son Yin Soul Swords flew out from his sleeve, then he stood on top of it.

With a gesture, the flying sword turned into an escape light and chased the short cultivator at a slightly faster speed.

The 900 meters distance was quickly shortened to just 3 seconds.

The short cultivator in front of him naturally noticed this. In shock, he immediately spat blood essence into his feet, and the escape light was accelerated greatly.

Liu Ming changed a gesture with a cold gaze, then a pair of silver wings spread behind him. He turned into a silver light that blasted forward.

After a few flashes, he appeared 90 meters behind the short cultivator.

The short cultivator waved the short stick behind. Dense stick shadows of 90 meters surged toward Liu Ming.

Black air flowed out of Liu Ming as he turned into 4 phantasms. The 4 phantasms flickered and dodged the stick phantasm attacks.

The next moment, the space around the short cultivator fluctuated. 3 “Liu Ming” blurred out and surrounded him in a triangle. They smiled at him at the same time.

The short cultivator hurriedly rubbed his hands and tapped himself a few times. A layer of black shield appeared around him. He then waved the short sticks several times toward the 4 phantasms.

A wave of stick shadows appeared around him again and surged toward the 3 “Liu Ming”.

The desperate attack of the short cultivator had devastating power, piercing through the 3 “Liu Ming”, but they just dissipated at the same time. They were just 3 phantasms.

“No!”

The short cultivator immediately realized it. He looked up in a hurry and found that a 30 meters long gray sword light struck toward him.

Before the sword edge arrived, a gigantic sword intent was already rushing toward him!

Although the short cultivator had cast the black shield, he didn’t dare to defend such a terrifying blow from the sword.

“Swoosh“, his face was pale and bloodless, but he threw up the small black stick.

“Burst!”

The short cultivator made a gesture fiercely.

As he said the word, the black stick exploded with a deafening loud noise.

A round of scorching sun-like black light appeared above the short cultivator with an astonishing momentum.

The gray sword light was instantly drowned by the black light cluster!

Liu Ming, who was in the sky, frowned. The silver wings on his back flapped, and he flew up in a blur, avoiding the edge of the black light cluster.

Just when the short cultivator wanted to run away again,

A sharp cold wind suddenly came from the back of his head. He only felt a slight chill in his neck, and a small gray sword pierced through his neck!

It was the son sword!

The short cultivator widened his eyes, unwilling to be dead like this, and his corpse fell into the ground.

In mid-air, Liu Ming called back the son sword and merged the 2 swords, then he dived down.

After looting the storage device and other items of the short cultivator, he released Divine Thought to scan a radius of more than 10 miles.

After confirming that no other Senere Clan cultivators were attracted by the battle, he sighed in relief.

He immediately held an upper grade spirit stone in one hand and began to restore spiritual power while the other hand held a jade slip of the map.

After a while, Liu Ming put away the jade slip and pondered.

According to the mark on the map, if he flew around the Hell Extinct Valley for more than a month, he would be able to fly over the Hell Extinct Valley and arrive at the destination of his trip, the hell river.

However, along the way, he had to pass through the Ghost Howl Plain where the ghost creatures infested.

Although he might encounter many ghost creature tribes, he was confident that he could hide his aura with Che Huan Totem. If he was more careful, there should be no big problem.

Even if he was really discovered, with his own speed, as long as it was not a Celestial State ghost creature, he could escape without a problem.

After Liu Ming made up his mind, he turned into a black light and disappeared in the horizon.

For fear of encountering other Serene Clan cultivators, especially the Cold Water City and Flame City, Liu Ming did not follow the route near Hell Extinct Valley, but made a big detour.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

When Liu Ming passed through a desolate and gray mountain range, a violent collision of spiritual power suddenly came from more than 10 miles away.

In the distance, a red light and a blue light were colliding with each other.

“Someone is fighting in this kind of place? Could it be the guards who fled here…” Liu Ming’s expression changed slightly, and he stopped.

He pondered a little, then he used Che Huan Totem to hide his aura. He turned into a faint light, moving over silently.

He quickly approached the place of the battle and hid behind a boulder. He looked toward the field, and he was startled slightly.

Within a few miles ahead, several small mountain peaks had collapsed. Many deep pits could be seen on the ground. The place was in a total mess.

Moving his gaze up again, Liu Ming’s heart skipped a beat.

Of the 2 people who were fighting fiercely, the red light was Leng Meng, the leader of Cold Moon City and the other was the leader of Cold Water City, Lan Xu.

What surprised Liu Ming even more was that the burly man in a blue robe was half-soaked with blood and his face was red, but Leng Meng looked calm.

“Why are they here?”

A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Ming’s eyes. According to his memory, when he left, they should be in the middle of the battle, why would they appear in this place?

He glanced at the burly man in a blue robe for a moment, then he looked at Leng Meng.

At this moment, Leng Meng, who was 9 meters tall, was covered with a bloody light. Upon closer inspection, it was flowing slowly like a liquid.

In addition, there were 9 bloody phantoms floating beside him. They looked strange and ethereal.

Moreover, every bloody phantom exuded a spiritual pressure no less than Real Pellet State.

“This seems to be a blood technique…”

Liu Ming secretly guessed in his heart, and he couldn’t help but recall Blood Emperor he had fought against.

“Good, I didn’t expect that we still underestimate you after so many calculations. The first person under the Celestial State of the Cold Moon City really lives up to the name! I did not expect that you have cultivated the Blood Hell Technique to this level. You even sacrificially refined 9 blood hell sons!” The burly man in a blue robe swept across the bloody phantoms around Leng Meng and said coldly.

Leng Meng just sneered and didn’t answer. With a flick of his body, he charged toward the burly man in a robe with the 9 bloody phantoms.

“You have been hiding your strength, even at the expense of your subordinates, just for this moment…” The burly man in a blue robe’s pupils shrank as he said coldly.

“In order to make this tribute foolproof, the city lord especially gave me this blood spirit flag, but I didn’t expect you Cold Water City and Flame City to join forces. The escort team of the Cold Moon City has been destroyed, but it doesn’t matter, as long as I kill you and get the Cold Water City’s tribute, I should be able to ease the anger of the city lord of the Cold Moon City a little.” Leng Meng said slowly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a bloody light flashed in his hand, and a bloody flag with a length of 3 meters slowly rose from his body. He spat out a patch of blood into the flag.

In an instant, the bloody flag grew wildly in the blood.

After a few flashes, it turned into a huge bloody flag. The menacing aura rose directly into the sky!

Poof poof poof!

Several bloody light beams suddenly surged out of the bloody flag and merged into the bloody phantoms around Leng Meng.

The 9 phantoms shone in bloody lights, making beast-like roars. The originally tall phantoms grew taller. Whoosh, the phantoms rushed toward the burly man in a blue robe.

The burly man in a blue robe’s face turned gloomy. He made gestures quickly while chanting solemnly, the blue bead above his head shone brightly again, forming a funnel-shaped blue cloud. It poured down to wrap the burly man inside, and the cloud dashed far away.

Seeing this, Leng Meng showed a sneer.

TL: Will Liu Ming take the risk to backstab them?

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