"Damn it! You juniors still have some ability to see where I am now weak."

Sure enough, after everyone was hiding, the Sword Spirit Ancestor wandered around like a headless fly, then waved his hand to recall the Blood Spirit Sword and spoke angrily.

Hu Donghan swept away the situation in the void and said to the little ghost king: "Little ghost, send those ordinary ghosts to die and destroy the spiritual power of this old monster." The Sword Spirit Ancestor can now have this strength, and it is also a reason for the abundant spiritual power. If the Sword Spirit Ancestor can almost completely destroy the spiritual power of the Sword Spirit Ancestor, the Sword Spirit Ancestor who has lost its spiritual power will not be so terrible.

The little ghost king sent a voice through the soul and ghost seal and said, "Hehe, master, the ghost slave knows it. It turns out that this old monster had just taken over the body and actually had such a fatal weakness. Now, he can't escape from the ghost formation!" As soon as the little ghost king finished speaking, he saw that the surrounding ghosts suddenly gathered and rushed towards the sword spirit ancestor.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor only saw a group of ghosts rushing towards him, but because of divine thoughts, he could not control the situation inside the ghosts. In desperation, the Blood Spirit Sword flew out and slashed and killed all these ghosts. After cleaning up two batches of ghosts in this way, the Sword Spirit Ancestor cursed again, then suddenly turned around and flew down towards the group of monks below, and said coldly: "I have damaged my divine consciousness and cannot be sensed? Humph! I will ignore you, kill some small pieces first, absorb some blood and energy, and restore some physical strength! When the body of my divine body is restored, let's see what else you can do!"

As the Sword Spirit Ancestor spoke, the Blood Spirit Sword flew out in front of him and slashed directly at the disciples of the Zhengyi Sect.

These disciples of Zhengyi Sect. Before, they saw the powerful men of Zhengyi Sect being killed one by one, but now they saw a seemingly powerful ancestor appearing on their own. They were still excited and were happily waiting for the result. As a result, they were happy not long after they saw that the ancestor of the sect actually flew down and massacred them.

Previously, the ancestor of Sword Spirit used the move to improve the strength of Zhengyi cultivators, which had already damaged all the Nascent Soul cultivators. Now, the strongest among these people is the Golden Pill Realm. The ancestor of Sword Spirit flew out with a sword, and no one could stop it!

After a few breaths, the Zhengyi cultivator who died under the Blood Spirit Sword of the Sword Spirit Ancestor has reached 50,000 or 60,000. After these people died, their blood, essence, and spiritual power were all sucked away, and there seemed to be small red dots flying into the Blood Spirit Sword. Under Hu Donghan's observation, after the Blood Spirit Sword sucked in these small red dots, the strength of the Sword Spirit Ancestor is also growing rapidly - in a short period of time, the strength of the Sword Spirit Ancestor has actually reached the peak of the Golden Pill!

"Damn it! You can't let him continue to be strong!" Hu Donghan observed the movement of the Sword Spirit Ancestor below, gritted his teeth and thoughts. He let the little Guigui King take action.

The little ghost king could not see the changes in the sword spirit ancestor, but he still acted as ordered. The ghost king's flags danced, and the ghost axe slashed across the sky, falling from the air, and slashed towards the sword spirit ancestor.

The Sword Spirit Ancestor inhaled a lot of essence and blood, sneered, and said, "Is that little ghost king stirring up again? Let me break it!"

As the thought came to mind, the blood spirit sword of the Sword Spirit Ancestor flew out again. After a confrontation with the ghost axe, all the ghosts suddenly turned into ashes. The two ghost kings escaped back at the last moment and cursed: "We are the ghost kings, not to die!"

After the Blood Spirit Sword was killed, the Sword Spirit Ancestor was about to turn the Blood Spirit Sword back again. Suddenly, a red light flashed across the body of the Blood Spirit Sword, and an ordinary woman with a height of ten feet appeared. It was Zhao Qianjun!

After Zhao Qianjun appeared, Hu Donghan was stunned, and the Sword Spirit Ancestor even more seemed to have seen a ghost, and said tremblingly: "Hell! How is this possible? You are just a sword soul, why did you condense a spirit body so quickly? No... My blood spirit sword!"

Zhao Qianjun's phantom suddenly spoke, accompanied by a wave of spiritual power, and made one sound after another: "A large amount of blood and essence qi rushed into the sword body, and I just intercepted a part. This flying sword looked so strange... I returned my body!"

As soon as Zhao Qianjun finished speaking, he saw the Blood Spirit Sword suddenly turn, as if he had broken free from control, and flew straight towards the Sword Spirit Ancestor.

Hu Donghan was stunned at first when he saw this scene, and then secretly happy. Zhao Qianjun actually controlled the Blood Spirit Sword? If these two guys fought together and finally fought for both sides, that would be interesting.

"Damn it!" The Sword Spirit Ancestor saw the Blood Spirit Sword flying, his pupils shrank, and he quickly pinched the sword technique in his hand. He saw that under the Blood Sea Dharma Body behind him, the Sword Spirit Ancestor's body instantly expanded to a hundred feet in size.

After the Blood Spirit Sword approached, it directly pierced into the body of the Sword Spirit Ancestor and was immediately trapped by the body of the Sword Spirit Ancestor. After a few breaths, the Sword Spirit Ancestor pinched another sword technique, and the Blood Spirit Sword flew out of his body, and the blood energy in it was a little richer than before. With a surge of blood energy, the Blood Spirit Ancestor laughed and said, "Even if you form a spirit body, so what? In the Blood Spirit Sword controlled by the deity, everything is the final say!"

"Oh? Your divine consciousness is pretty good. You can borrow it... Blood Spirit Sword and kill it for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the huge blood spirit sword in front of the hundred-foot-high Blood Spirit Ancestor flew out, slashing into a snowy area, and directly chopping out a large pit of three hundred feet long. In the pit, a blood color could be seen vaguely. A golden Yuanying inside flew out of the snow pit and flew towards another place in panic. However, the Blood Spirit Sword slashed again, and the Yuanying was also cut into nothingness and disappeared.

"That's..." Hu Donghan secretly peeked, and saw at a glance that the man was one of the god-transforming cultivators on their side. These people were hiding well before. Although the Blood Spirit Ancestor wanted to find the person, he was powerless. Now, the Blood Spirit Ancestor seemed to be able to borrow Zhao Qianjun's divine sense to directly cover the surrounding enemies.

At this moment, casualties finally occurred among the people brought by Hu Donghan!

"No! The sword spirit ancestor is stronger than before, and he is powerless to resist..." Hu Donghan was still thinking in his heart, but suddenly, he sensed that the blood spirit sword seemed to fly towards his position in the void.

Hu Donghan was alert and quickly wanted to use Jianmiaotong to lock the sword spirit ancestor, but when Jianmiaotong was used, he was shocked to find that the distance between him and Jianmiaotong was too far away to lock it! Seeing the Blood Spirit Sword flying, Hu Donghan had no time to think about it, the fairy spirit mirror between his eyebrows shone again, and the demon souls in the strange space on the fairy spirit mirror disappeared in an instant.

As these demon souls and demons disappeared, a strange wave of spiritual power appeared in front of Hu Donghan. As Hu Donghan thought, the fluctuations of spiritual power in front of him became more and more obvious, but it was a purple-black demon aura! The demon aura gathered in front of Hu Donghan, like a cylinder, collided with the blood spirit sword that was flying quickly!

Accompanied by a loud "bang", the magic spirit cylinder gathered in front of Hu Donghan exploded and scattered around him; as for the Blood Spirit Sword, it seemed to be polluted by a lot of magic spirit air, and its movements suddenly became slow and flew back to the sword spirit ancestor.

The collision of demonic energy is another magic trick that has been completely refined by the Fairy Spirit Mirror!

If Jianmiao Pupil is used for defense and dodging, the magic energy collision is used for attack and attack! When using the magic energy collision, it instantly consumes about 100,000 demon souls and demons, and forms an attack formed by the gathering of demonic spirit energy in an instant to attack. Hu Donghan estimated that the power of this move should be barely considered as the strength of the powerful person in the Fragment of Void. And the current situation seems to be true.

However, once this magic energy is used, it will greatly damage Hu Donghan's body. Therefore, if it is not necessary, Hu Donghan will definitely not want to use such moves!

"Damn it! This demon can collide, and just go down one by one and gets slightly injured..." Hu Donghan grinned slightly, then took out a handful of pills and threw them into his mouth.

As for the Sword Spirit Ancestor, he looked at Hu Donghan quite solemnly. With the spiritual power, he first drove away the demonic energy around the Blood Spirit Sword, and then said coldly: "Demonic energy? Junior, you are still a demon cultivator?"

Hu Donghan rolled his eyes and said, "Ah! You are the demon cultivator!"

The Sword Spirit Ancestor didn't care, and chuckled, saying, "Forget it! No matter whether you are a demon cultivator or not. However, the secrets on your junior made me more and more curious! Junior, even my blood spirit sword can fight against me. It seems that you still have a lot of methods...slash!"

As the sword spirit ancestor spoke, the Blood Spirit Sword suddenly flew out again, and the target was still Hu Donghan.

Hu Donghan quickly approached the sword spirit ancestor and breathed a sigh of relief after using his pupils. The sword spirit ancestor flew over and flew back to the Earth Blood Spirit Sword, and said curiously: "Oh? It's such a strange move again? This is a bit strange. Why did he fight with me before?"

"Yes! Could it be that your move must be at a certain distance from me before it can be used?"

As the Sword Spirit Ancestor spoke, his body rose into the air and flew away quickly from Hu Donghan. The Blood Spirit Sword slashed with another sword.

Hu Donghan cursed inwardly and thought to himself that it was not good. Jian Mietong's weakness was finally seen by the Sword Spirit Ancestor. However, the Sword Spirit Ancestor was attacking with flying swords, and it was too late to dodge. He had to use magic energy to collide again and attack the Sword Spirit Ancestor.

After another blow, Hu Donghan finally heard the voice of the little ghost king in his soul and said, "Hahaha! Master! The seven ghost kings finally mastered a certain amount of ghost army. Look at the ghost slave trapping him to death now!"

"Ghost Formation! Contract!"
Chapter completed!