A mass of Green Thunder exploded in a chain reaction, making Purple Bamboo Ridge seem like it was struck by a terrifying landslide.
Even Elder Gu, who was controlling the Sealing Demon Bell, felt the blast.
Elder Gu couldn’t help but furrow his brow, an extrely bad premonition rising in his heart as he hurriedly concentrated.
Elder Gu was shocked to find that all the Disciples, including Cang Song, had suddenly disappeared.
Bo Qing, trapped inside the Sealing Demon Bell, suddenly raised his head.
The direction from which the explosion ca, Thirteen... Could sothing have happened to Thirteen?
Bo Qing’s mind thundered.
He felt as if he was back in the Taiyi Secret Realm once again.
Thirteen, this ti sothing really happened to Thirteen.
Thinking of experiencing the pain of losing her once more, Bo Qing felt as if his heart had stopped beating, a suffocating discomfort overwhelming him, snapping the last thread of his sanity.
The spells of the Sealing Demon Bell still circled incessantly around him.
Bo Qing slowly stood up.
"You?" Elder Gu noticed the changes occurring in Bo Qing.
A massive amount of evil power surged inside him, enveloping Bo Qing like dark clouds, making him look even more unreal.
His originally black hair next to his body gradually turned blood-red, and his lips beca as vibrant as roses.
Those beautiful, peach blossom-like eyes now had red pupils, devoid of human warmth, turning completely cold.
"You, who exactly are you..." Elder Gu felt a chilling terror.
Just seeing those blood-colored pupils filled him with an inexplicable dread.
"Tch~ To think you’ve pushed this far, just a broken bell and you want to trap ?" Bo Qing ridiculed.
He extended his tongue, performing an extrely seductive tongue-licking gesture, his slender fingers piercing into his abdon.
A sound of flesh ca from his stomach, yet not a drop of blood flowed.
He had actually pulled out a rib from beneath his waist.
That rib, in just a mont, transford into a fully red-hot, iron-like Bone Demon Sword; the sword as if possessed, scread crazily when brought to life.
"Blood, blood, human blood."
Bo Qing, holding the Bone Demon Blood Blade, had a sinister and icy expression as he suddenly smirked.
A crescent-shaped bloody blade swept out.
That one strike split the Demon Suppressing Bell in two.
If Ye Lingyue had seen this scene, she would definitely find Bo Qing’s earlier strike eerily familiar.
That strike bore so resemblance to Wu Zhong’s Emperor’s Nine Heavens.
The only difference was that Wu Zhong used a sword, while red-haired Bo Qing wielded a Demon Blade.
Yet, the power of both was equally shocking and terrifying.
Wu Zhong’s sword was even more unrestrained and flamboyant, capable of clearing mist and clouds with a single stroke.
But Bo Qing’s blade had just cut through a Heavenly Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact.
Fear suddenly exploded within Elder Gu’s body.
He wanted to flee, but when the Demon Suppressing Bell was slashed in half, Bo Qing transford into a Blood Shadow.
The Blood Shadow passed through Elder Gu’s body, boom.
A burst of Blood Mist exploded, hot blood spattering on the Demon Blade and on Bo Qing.
"Bo Qing!"
From behind, ca Ye Lingyue’s cry of alarm.
She used Green Thunder to kill those disciples from Hunyuan Sect, then rushed over, worried about Bo Qing’s safety.
However, she witnessed Elder Gu’s body instantly turning into a Blood Mist, with Bo Qing holding a blade, standing there.
Hearing Ye Lingyue’s voice, Bo Qing suddenly turned around.
His face still sared with blood.
Pale skin, speckled with blood, red hair, his eyes looking at Ye Lingyue were cold and bloodthirsty.
The Bone Demon Sword was still clamoring.
Blood blood...
Suddenly, Bo Qing stepped forward, held Ye Lingyue’s head with one hand, and fiercely pressed his lips down, biting hard into it.
The taste of fresh blood instantly filled the mouths of both.
Ye Lingyue felt the pain, Bo Qing was actually sucking her blood!
She slapped him, trying to push Bo Qing away, but the red-eyed Bo Qing was greedily sucking the sweet tallic taste from beneath his lips.
Suddenly, Bo Qing let go of Ye Lingyue, and the Bone Demon Sword in his hand slashed down.
With a clang.
The Bone Demon Sword struck against another sword, sparks flying everywhere.
Ye Lingyue only felt her right hand being caught by a slightly cool hand, and the next mont, a pair of amber eyes full of rage jumped into her sight.
Wu Zhong?!
Ye Lingyue did not expect to see Wu Zhong under such circumstances.
She even forgot that her lips were still blood-stained.
Wu Zhong did not expect to witness such a scene either.
He had hurried here from rcenary City and coincidentally t Long Baobao waiting at the mountain foot for Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing.
The latter had taken him up the mountain, only to see Bo Qing embracing Ye Lingyue.
"You foolish woman," Wu Zhong said annoyedly, pulling hard, intending to harshly reprimand this disobedient woman.
However, at that mont, Bo Qing grabbed Ye Lingyue’s left hand.
The two n, one on each side, would not let go, and Ye Lingyue was caught in the middle.
"Kid, let go."
Wu Zhong also noticed sothing different about Bo Qing, his hair color, and the blade in his hand, all emitting strong Demonic Qi.
What had happened to this kid, Bo Qing?
"Wu Zhong, you are the one who should let go. I have been wanting to challenge you for a while," Bo Qing with his red hair, revealed a provocative smile and raised the Bone Demon Sword, making a challenging gesture at Wu Zhong.
"Been three days and look with new eyes, Bo Qing, you really surprised . The Demonic Qi on you, it must be from a Primordial Demon relic. Unfortunately, you have only just awakened a part of the Primordial Demon Power, you are not yet worthy to be my opponent," Wu Zhong’s words had just ended when Bo Qing’s expression slightly changed.
His secret had been seen through by Wu Zhong in an instant.
Neither wanted to let go, both exerting force, and Ye Lingyue, caught in the middle, was annoyed, her hands almost being torn apart.
Ye Lingyue got annoyed.
"If you want to fight, then fight. Killing one is one, killing two makes a pair, both of you let go of ."
With Ye Lingyue’s shout, Bo Qing and Wu Zhong looked at her wrists.
Both n exerted no small amount of strength, leaving two red marks on her skin.
Seeing the red marks, both n’s eyes showed a flash of pity, as if they had agreed, they let go simultaneously.
As they let go, Wu Zhong and Bo Qing’s expressions hardened, truly like rivals eting, extrely jealous, without any hesitation, both shot into the sky.
In the sky, two figures like ghosts, clashed fiercely.
As the two exchanged blows, the heaven and earth transford,
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