Chapter 246 The Purple Key, Marrying the Misfortune

Wei Long looked at the top of the dozen people whizzing past in front of him, a middle-aged man in the head, wearing the iconic Taoist robe of the Demon Hate Sect. The word "Hate" was embroidered on his sleeves, but at this moment it was stained with dark red by blood. A blood hole could be seen on his left shoulder, and a small sword light was lingering on it.

There are more than a dozen cultivators of the Hate Demon Sect with varying cultivation levels behind him. The highest cultivation level is the late stage of the Refining Gang, and the lowest cultivation level is the evil-condensing stage. Sword auras continue to fly out of these people's hands and slash towards the person in front. One person even shouted at the person in front: "Traitor! Go and apologize. The sect leader said that he would not come and would show his compassion to keep your soul and let you be reborn. If he is stubborn, when the sect leader and the elders get rid of it, it will be the time when your spirit and body are destroyed forever and will not be reborn!"

This man did not hide anything when he spoke, but instead sent the voice to Wei Long, which clearly reminded Wei Long not to meddle in other people's business. We are cleaning up the portal and you'd better not worry about me who caught the traitors of my hated Demon Sect. But Wei Long looked strange. These guys didn't even know him?

Could it be that he left the Hate Demon Sect before the Hate Demon Sect started to attack his own head? Wei Long thought for a moment, and when he was considering whether to intervene, the mysterious man didn't know what benefits he had promised to the Hate Demon Sect. The Hate Demon Sect now also wanted his own head.

As long as it is not good for the Hate Demon Sect, Wei Long is very happy to see it now, especially the other party's traitor, Wei Long is even more happy to secretly give some help. Although he has no good feelings for the traitor, the other party's dog bites the dog and no matter who can bite him to death, he will not care about Wei Long's business.

Those people whizzed past Wei Long several miles away, and the huge sword aura kept slashing towards the man in front of him, and kept shouting: "Traitor! He is going to run. Our people have already begun to surround him. Let's see where you will run! You won't surrender!"

Wei Long laughed: "Are these people idiots? If you dare to give up resisting, you may be killed by you in the next moment?"

At this moment, the injured early stage cultivator in front of him was not very hit by a knife weapon, and a shocking crack appeared on his waist. If the man had not dodged in time, he would have been cut into two pieces in an instant. The man looked stern and instantly pointed it out and recorded it on his waist. At the same time, he crushed a jade bottle, and a healing pill was crushed and applied to the huge wound on his waist.

In an instant, the wound that was almost cut in half stopped bleeding, and the wound recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, the dozen monks of the Demon Sect behind had already chased after him and surrounded the man in the center with a siege.

"Junior Brother Ruan, you'd better hand over that blue sword, and I can make the decision and leave you a glimmer of life! If the sect leader and the elders had not been entangled by a master of the Buddha Sect, would you think you could get here alive?" The cultivator in the late stage of refining the Gang sighed and said to the middle-aged cultivator in the center.

Seeing that the monk was only concerned about using his skills to heal his wounds, and the wound on his waist that was almost cut in half had almost recovered, the leading monk waved his hand to stop those who were trying to attack and said again: "Junior Brother Ruan, or tell me if you hide the blue sword there, who is in your hand! I am also punished by the sect leader and let you have a way out!"

The middle-aged man seemed a little hesitant and lowered his head and did not speak. After a moment, the injury on the middle-aged man's waist had completely healed, and the blood hole on his left shoulder also stopped bleeding. Suddenly, the middle-aged man raised his head and looked at the leading monk.

The monk was shocked and asked, "Has Junior Brother Ruan thought about it? Don't worry, as long as you hand over the blue sword, I will let you go!"

At this time, Wei Long had already leaned over quietly, looked at the middle-aged monk who was surrounded in the center, who seemed to be a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and quietly retreated back: "A group of idiots, that guy is at the end of his strength, and now he is even more trapped beasts fighting. He is going to fight to the death. I feel a sense of threat. These guys really think they are sure to win!"

And just then, the middle-aged man suddenly sneered: "My good brother, you don't have to be here for mercy. You know more than me what the people of the Demon Sect look like!" As he said that, his true energy fluctuated all over his body and began to riot.

The people around him all changed their color: "He wants to explode! Be careful!" As he said that, he dodged to the side, and at this moment, a long sword covered with sapphire appeared out of thin air in the middle-aged man's hand, and he shouted loudly: "Blood Spirit Sword Gang!"

At the same time, holding the sword in both hands, it seemed like it was very difficult to sweep at the crowd of the Hate Demon Sect. A blood-colored sword aura burst out from the long sword, instantly turning into a thick sword aura hundreds of feet long, sweeping past everyone.

In an instant, several people were shattered into pieces by the sword aura before they could react. Anyone who was wiped was seriously injured. The cultivator in the late stage of the refining Gang was even cut off his arm.

After one blow, more than half of the dozen people chased him fell, and the middle-aged man seemed to have exhausted his oil and had a very pale face and his body fell down, and he could not even afford to consume Yukong.

Wei Long, who was in the distance, kept slamming his mouth, "Tsk tsk, I really thought this guy was a man. After a long time, he didn't explode himself, but to use the fairy sword to slam a blow. Is that sword immortal so useful? It's better to explode the Nascent Soul directly. If you can't kill everything, you can make these people lose their combat power!"

But suddenly, Wei Long looked at the blue long sword inlaid with sapphire in the man's hand, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he said in surprise: "Immortal Sword! The key to the Void Immortal Palace! The blue key!"

However, this scream made the people in the air notice Wei Long. The middle-aged man's face changed drastically. He held the blue fairy sword and was about to strike again. This time the target was Wei Long. Wei Long's face turned cold and he was too lazy to talk so much to them. With a thought, the Ten Absolute Formation penetrated into the ground.

In an instant, the Ten Absolute Formation merged with the surrounding space, and the formation began to operate immediately. Without thinking so much, they directly wrapped around the space around them with the formation and forced those people into the space of the formation. After a turn of the formation, ten Absolute Formations and ten Absolute Formations took turns to form. After a moment, they completely shattered the people into pieces.

The seriously injured middle-aged man held the fairy sword in his hand and shouted in horror: "Senior, please spare me, I am an immortal..." But before he finished speaking, he was completely devoured by the fierce aura that whistled through the Soul Fallen Formation. Weilong's Neighbor's regretful look, it was such a pity. That man seemed to be an undercover agent, what about immortals? What else is there in the Baolong Kingdom besides the Immortal Terrace?

However, Wei Long didn't care about these things. No matter what background he was from, he died in the Ten Abyss Formation, no one could find any clues. With a thought, Wei Long took back the Ten Abyss Formation. A long sword with a blue body, with a hilt on the sword body embedded with various sapphires appeared in Wei Long's hands. The material of the sword body was not too high-level, and at most it was only a low-grade immortal weapon.

Wei Long released a divine sense, gently stroked the sword body with one hand, suddenly stunned, and whispered: "Eternal solidification array?" The last time he got the red fairy sword, Wei Long had never looked at it carefully at all, and directly asked Yin Chen to take it to defend himself. But at this moment, Wei Long finally remembered why he felt so familiar when he saw the red fairy sword last time.

The spiritual sense penetrated into the storage ring and swept it. A purple three-inch sword appeared in Wei Long's hand. The sword body looked a bit broken. The whole body was made of purple flame gold, the material of the immortal weapon. There were several unknown symbols on the sword body. The sword body was a rare single-edged sword, and there were several uneven gaps on the blade side.

The most important thing is that the eternal solidification array was also blessed by someone. After comparing the two, Wei Long confirmed that the eternal solidification array on the two swords was definitely from the hands of one person. Now, Wei Long finally understood why the first time he saw the red fairy sword, he would feel familiar.

However, whether it is the red fairy sword or the blue fairy sword inlaid with sapphire, they are all three feet long. Even if there is a difference, they are not much different. And most importantly, both can be used as real fairy swords as attacks, and the purple small sword in my hand.

It was the one who got the swordsman in Nanwu Kingdom at that time, but for a long time, this purple sword was difficult to use in addition to the material of the immortal weapon, even the most basic sword flying was difficult to use. It was like an ordinary sword made of immortal weapon. After Wei Long got it, he threw it into the storage ring and never took it out again.

At this moment, Wei Long also remembered that at that time, Pu Suanzi seemed to say that a purple key would appear when the Void Immortal Palace was opened, but as for the news that Wei Long got, it seemed that every time the Void Immortal Palace was opened, it seemed that six immortal swords were needed as keys. So what exactly did this purple small sword do?

Although I have never seen other fairy swords, Wei Long can only come out after seeing the red fairy sword and the blue fairy sword. The other four fairy swords should be similar to these two. Only this purple little sword is the most special. No wonder it has been collected as a collection for so many years. If it weren't for its characteristics that cannot be melted by fire and water, and it is only three inches long, even in the world, no one would care about it.

Wei Long looked at the two fairy swords in his hand and shouted that the creation was magical. It turned out that the most mysterious purple key had been lying in his storage ring for a long time. And now, counting the six keys of the Void Immortal Palace, two of them were in his hands, and there was also a purple sword that was unknown.

But in just a moment, Wei Long pinched out a seal technique and blessed the blue fairy sword. This fairy sword was really too dazzling. From the hilt to the sword body, it was inlaid with various sapphires. I am afraid that the entire Baolong Kingdom would not find such a flying sword like a secular nouveau riche.

The seal technique flashed, and one by one, the interlaced runes formed a large net to wrap the blue fairy sword inside. In an instant, the breath of the fairy sword disappeared without a trace, and it also seemed like an ordinary low-grade spiritual weapon. It chuckled and threw it into the storage ring. The purple flying sword felt like a key at that time, but it didn't expect it to be a key.

The runes with inexplicable meaning on the sword body are probably not some blessing runes, but rune marks corresponding to the key, and have no special meaning at all. After careful investigation, Wei Long threw them into the storage ring.

These people have just died here, and I am afraid that the people who hate the Demon Sect will already know it. Thinking about the fact that they have almost half of the key to the Void Immortal Palace in their hands, Wei Long is frightened. If anyone kills him now, he will definitely send it. If others know that there is any fairy sword in his hands, I am afraid that the entire Baolong Kingdom sect will join forces to chase him tomorrow?

Wei Long flashed to Wang Yan's side. The young monk who was stubborn and looked a little confused at this moment. The golden demon-subduing pestle was thrown on the ground, looking at his spreading hands with no eyes, and his hands were covered with some solidified blood and minced meat.

Wei Long walked to Wu Yan's side with a little regret, slapped his bald head, and said coldly: "Baoman! Isn't it just killing a demon cultivator? Isn't it that he hasn't adapted yet? It's either he kills you or you kill him! The cultivation world is like you kill me and I kill you. If you want to become a Buddha, you must have the ability to slaughter sentient beings! Otherwise, you will be sent to see the Buddha sooner or later!"

At this point, Wang Yan's eyes regained a little bit of spirit, and he murmured as Wei Long: "If you want to become a Buddha, you must have the ability to slaughter sentient beings..."

Wei Long frowned and calculated the time. People from the Demon Sect may not be able to come here any longer. I just heard that the master of the Demon Sect was entangled by a master of the Buddha Sect. That was what he said was Jie Guang, and Jie Chi was probably helpless to leave his false words. You can guess without thinking that Jie Guang must have angered someone. He could not defeat four hands with both fists. The hero could not resist the wolf, so Jie Chi went to support him.

They sent people to chase and kill the middle-aged man, but there were only a few more than a dozen people, probably because they were afraid that the news would be leaked. Now those people have been destroyed, and the next person must be a master, a master in the God Transformation Stage. If only one person, even if a master who manifests his soul, Wei Long would have the confidence to escape. But now Wang Yan is here, his two uncles are fighting fiercely with others. If a master in the God Transformation Stage of the Demon Sect appears, Wang Yan will be accurately foddered.

Wei Long urged, "Go away quickly. If someone appears here later and see you, you will definitely be in a dilemma!"

Wang Yan looked at Wei Long with confusion, and Wei Long whispered: "It's not the good thing that your two bald donkey uncles did. If someone from the Demon Sect appears, he will definitely take action against you first!" As he said that, Wei Long grabbed Wang Yan's shoulder and flew towards the sky.

But as soon as he flew up, Wei Long saw a cut-off arm on the ground. With his expression, Wei Long pinched out a few seal techniques. A trace of true energy surged in his hand, and was instantly transformed into a breath of corpse energy and yin energy. After the seal techniques changed, Wei Long pointed at the arm and shouted softly: "Body corruption technique!"

In an instant, the slight of corpse energy and yin energy mixed with Wei Long's fingertips turned into an airflow and instantly sank into the cut off arm. Slowly, there were traces of corroding by corpse energy on the skin of the arm, and a stream of air flowed at the edge of the knife, which was corroded in a moment. The remaining knife energy was also driven away, and the fracture became bumpy as if it was violently torn off.

Seeing this, Wei Long smiled in his heart: "The person who came should be able to find this arm. It seems that there is only one sect of the Corpse Soul Sect who is fiddling with zombies in Baolong Kingdom. I will give the Corpse Soul Sect a big gift first. I don't know what the people of the Demon Hate Sect will react to the Corpse Soul Sect that the Blue Fairy Sword will be like. They will not give up directly, right? Bite! It's best to bite it. If it doesn't work, I'll add fire and throw this blue fairy sword into the Corpse Soul Sect. Anyway, it's useless to have so many keys."

After doing all this, Wei Long grabbed Wang Yan's shoulder and flew into the air, reaching out to catch a white cloud. Wei Long grabbed Wang Yan and drilled in, and at the same time formed seals with his hands and penetrated into the cloud. Finally, he took out a heavenly breath-retention talisman and triggered the attack into the cloud.

Wei Long lay casually in the hollow inside the clouds and said to Wu Yan: "Think honestly, when did you figure it out and when did you tell me!"

Wang Yan nodded silently when he heard this, sat aside and closed his eyes and started to breathe. Wei Long did not control the clouds, and floated casually with the clouds in the air.

After Wei Long left for a while, a slight fluctuation suddenly appeared in the space above the battlefield. A thin black-faced old man appeared out of thin air. As soon as he appeared, the old man's vicious eyes shot downwards, and his huge divine thoughts also emerged, instantly scanning the situation within a radius of thousands of miles.

When he swept through the clouds where Wei Long was, he did not stop at all. Wei Long smiled softly: "I'm not so angry!"

After sweeping the circle of divine thoughts, the old man's expression became even more sinister. Because there was no trace of clue within a thousand miles, he shot again. The old man suddenly waved his hand to the bottom, and his arm, which had been corroded, flew up. The old man snorted coldly, his tone filled with uncontrollable anger: "Corpse Soul Sect! Heavenly Corpse Ancestor, do you really think I hate the Demon Sect and dare not touch you!"
Chapter completed!