Chapter 940 - Blood Drops

"Young Lord, don't hesitate, let's go!"

Jian Wu's expression was much better than Li Mu's. There were restrictions in this place, and even though he was a person of True King Realm, he did not have absolute confidence in fighting these people on the ground. In a moment of desperation, he pulled Li Mu along, and with a white flying sword in his hand, he led him straight up the mountain.

The Sword Qi shot out like a rainbow, and in the end, Jian Wu was a person with True King Realm. A white colored flying sword Qi continuously flew out from the white sword in his hand, and repelled the cultivators who were rus.h.i.+ng towards them, forcing them out a path of blood, and brought Li Mu to the end of the blood colored plaza.

"Forget it, there's no path to go back and forth anyway. I might as well go up and take a look first!"

"Rumble!"

As Li Mu and Jian Wu rushed up the mountain, another clap of thunder came from the sky above the plaza. Soon after, a b.l.o.o.d.y mist pervaded the air, and another half of the mountain was covered up as well.

Streaks of blood colored lightning cut through the air and landed on the body of a White clothed young man in the plaza.

This man in white looked very young. In his hand was a flying sword made of pure gold.

After being struck by the blood colored lightning, the white clothed man was not smashed into smithereens by the lightning. Instead, the zhen yuan qi on his body, which was originally at the middle stage of the Nascent Profound Realm, quickly increased dramatically, quickly increasing to the later stage of Tongxuan from the middle stage of the Nascent Profound Realm.

"Roar!"

All of a sudden, a series of tiny blood-colored spell symbols flew out of his body. There were hundreds of these spell symbols, which grew in the air quickly, and then rushed to the other cultivators who had their minds controlled by the blood drops.

As the blood-red runes penetrated their bodies, the originally demonic looking bodies of the cultivators rapidly shriveled up. Within a few breaths' time, as if all the blood essence in their bodies had been sucked out, these people turned into dry corpses and collapsed on the ground, without any signs of life.

"Roar!"

Following the rise in his cultivation, the white robed man's hair turned blood-red. At the same time, a ball of blood-colored spiritual light flew out from the bodies of the several hundred corpses lying on the ground. The big and small blood-colored spiritual light s were as big as watermelons while the small ones were as big as an adult's fist.

These hundreds of lumps of blood-colored spiritual light were indeed the Blood Drop, and after circling around in the air, it eventually gathered into a ball and turned into a strange looking blood-colored monster.

The moment the blood-colored monster congealed, it cast its gaze towards the white clothed man in Ten Thousand Swords Sect. With a terrifying blood light in its eyes, it instantly arrived in front of the white clothed man and entered her forehead.

"Big Brother, look!" "What's going on!?"

"Fellow cultivator of Ten Thousand Swords Sect, what is going on?! "What about the others?"

Looking at the b.l.o.o.d.y plaza that was filled with corpses, Xiao Su's expression did not look any better than Xiao Ya's. He looked at a white-clothed man with long, blood-red hair that draped over his shoulders, and revealed a vigilant expression.

Facing Xiao Su's question, the blood-haired, white-clothed man did not reply. The b.l.o.o.d.y red light that was originally flickering in his eyes suddenly disappeared, although his pupils were still blood-red, they had an additional charm to them, and a little less lifeless.

"Thirty thousand years. Finally …" "Finally, I'm back to reality. Hahahaha!"

After the white-haired, blood-haired man regained his composure, and muttered a few words to himself, he then started to laugh out loud. He suddenly turned around and looked at the Xiao Su and his sister.

"Who the h.e.l.l are you? Did you kill all these people?"

Being stared at by the blood-haired man, Xiao Su couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He felt like he was being watched by a primordial beast, even if it was only at the initial stage of the True King Realm.

The blood haired man looked at Xiao Su from head to toe, and said with a sneer.

Xiao Su scanned the body of the blood haired man with his spirit sense. He was shocked to discover that the zhen yuan strength inside the man's body was increasing rapidly, it was almost at the True King Middle Stage.

Xiao Su knew that it would be disadvantageous for him if he continued to drag this on. Without further ado, a golden light flashed on his body, and his fist carried a golden torrent of True Essence, pressing down on the blood-haired man.

After the color of the sword in his hand changed, the blood haired man raised his sword and slashed towards Xiao Su's incoming golden true essence torrent. A blood red sword light brought with it a repulsive stench of blood, as it chopped towards the golden true essence torrent.

"Boom!"

With a violent explosion of true essence, the torrent of true essence that Xiao Su had released was slashed into two halves by the blood sword aura, directly collapsing into the air. The blood haired man seized this opportunity and the blood light beneath his feet flashed, and he actually disappeared.

"Brother, be careful, he's above you!"

"Little guy, since you're not willing to be my blood slave, then donate all your blood essence!"

The moment Xiao Su raised his head, he saw the blood-haired man standing high up in the sky. What Xiao Su did not expect was, in Xue Tian Feng, he could actually fly, which was completely out of his expectations.

"Heavenly Creation!"

Watching as the blood colored sword aura shot down from the sky straight towards his head, Xiao Su held his hands together and quickly formed a strange seal. As he formed the seal, the True Essence in his body violently surged, and actually condensed into a dozen meters wide golden cloud above his head.

This golden clouds looked no different from ordinary ones other than the color. And at this moment, the blood haired man's sword light descended from the sky, landing right in the middle of the golden clouds above Xiao Su.

"So you're from the Xiao family. What a good Heaven Creation Art. As expected of the inheritance of the Heavenly Emperor. However, with your cultivation, you can only display this bit of power. Die!"

The blood haired man in the air suddenly roared, the blood sword in his hand spun, and the blood red fog above Xiao Su's head suddenly dissipated.

However, the blood-haired man took advantage of this opportunity and struck out with his palm towards Xiao Su with his left hand. A blood-colored palm flew out from the blood-haired man's hand, and coincidentally landed on Xiao Su's right shoulder.

"AHH!"