261: Chapter 261 [Mo Yuan] Was it you who killed him?

The black figure was sent flying by the shockwave generated from the collision, their feet acting like hooks and rakes, plowing a hundred zhang into the ground before they could stabilize their stance!

Under the sunlight, the black figure gradually revealed itself, shimmering with a faint ink-black halo!

A man in his twenties, somewhat handsome, exuding wisps of Devilish Qi, with a black whirlwind burning between his brows, hovered in the Void Realm, his black robe flapping like a war flag!

On the back of the black robe, a bizarre hexagonal formation was painted in blood.

"That's right!"

The man in his twenties, somewhat handsome, with a black whirlwind burning between his brows and wearing a black robe, was none other than the Old Ancestor of the [Demon Wind Sect], [Master Mo Fengzi]!

The four immortal souls and [Master Mo Fengzi] were both shocked!

The four immortal souls were shocked because the black-robed Cultivator opposite them was only at the Middle Stage of the [Spirit Transformation Realm]. Logically, their combined strike should have been able to kill him directly!

One must know that the Old Ancestor of the [Cold Moon Sect], [Fairy Jiyue], had already reached the [Spirit Transformation Realm Peak], held the [cold moon immortal sword], and by utilizing moonlight, had activated the [Moon Immortal State]. Yet, even she was killed by the four immortal souls working together in a combo, dying with hatred!

But now, this [Spirit Transformation Realm] black-robed Cultivator before them was fighting one against four, and his single punch had tied with the strongest combined strike of the four immortal souls!

"How is this possible?"

[Master Mo Fengzi] was shocked because his [Demon Wind Fist] just now had been executed with his full power, without any reservations!

Normally, even a [Peak Great Perfection of the Spirit Transformation Realm] Body Cultivator would be guaranteed dead if they took it head-on! The four immortal souls opposite him were only at the [Nascent Soul Realm], yet they had actually managed to withstand it!

[Jiang Lan] suddenly pushed off with his feet, turning into a streak of white light, leaving several afterimages in the Void Realm, and flipped onto the ten-thousand-zhang white Dragon.

A dragon roar shattered the firmament!

The ten-thousand-zhang snow-white Dragon, its entire body flashing with nine-colored electric currents, soared into the sky, winding like a snake as it charged toward [Master Mo Fengzi]!

[Jiang Lan] crossed his arms over his chest, crackling five-colored electric currents shooting out from his eyes, nostrils, mouth, and ear canals. His flaming red robe flashed with crackling lightning, flapping like a war flag!

[Jiang Lan] hooked his lips into a playful arc, looking down at [Master Mo Fengzi] like an immortal overlooking an ant.

"Not bad! To think you tied with This Divine Emperor's four immortal souls! Are you interested in becoming This Divine Emperor's belie..."

[Master Mo Fengzi]'s lips hooked into a ferocious arc, grinning to reveal a mouthful of stark white teeth! He looked at the four immortal souls that had been knocked back with the expression of someone looking at dead people!

"Oh? A tie? Heh heh... How could I possibly tie with those four [Nascent Soul Realm] immortal souls?"

"Ha ha... You kid, you're interesting! You were knocked back a hundred zhang, if that's not a tie, what is... Holy crap!"

Suddenly, fist-sized demonic blood-colored whirlwinds flew out from the center of the four immortal souls' brows!

"Whoosh!"

The whirlwinds tore through the air, creating massive sonic booms as the four fist-sized blood-demon-colored whirlwinds instantly grew to a thousand zhang in size!

Demonic blades dripping with fresh blood, shimmering with the cold, blue light unique to blades, tore through the air, emitting wisps of white smoke as they flew out from the whirlwinds like scattered flowers, slashing fiercely toward the four immortal souls!

[Jiang Lan]'s expression changed drastically; he instantly felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat broke out on his back!

Just now, the man in his twenties with Devilish Qi all over him had only traded one punch with the four immortal souls; how could he have implanted the blood-colored whirlwinds inside the four immortal souls?

Looking at it this way, that punch wasn't the killing blow; it was just to implant the blood whirlwinds into the bodies of the four immortal souls, and these four thousand-zhang blood-colored whirlwinds were the real killing blow!

Cold sweat slid down [Jiang Lan]'s cheeks, "Plop! Plop!" dripping onto the cold ground, splashing into tiny mists of water!

[Jiang Lan] quickly formed seals with his hands, casting a [Soul Returning Seal]!

The four immortal souls shuddered violently, turning into wisps of immortal white light, like the Milky Way falling from the Nine Heavens, submerging into the thousand-zhang [immortal soul bell]'s immortal white halo!

The demonic blades dripping with fresh blood tore through the air with a "humming" sound, slashing fiercely onto the thousand-zhang [immortal bell]!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!..."

The dense, crisp sounds of the bell being struck, like a summer night's rainstorm mixed with hail hitting the cold ground, suddenly exploded in the Void Realm, echoing back and forth over the cold land of the [Demon Wind Sect]!

The sparks produced by the impact bloomed wantonly in the Void Realm of the [Demon Wind Sect] like magnificent fireworks!

"Suddenly!"

A melodious bell toll suddenly exploded, and the thousand-zhang [immortal soul bell] flared with immense immortal light. A visible wave of Immortal Qi, a thousand zhang in size, rippled out from the [immortal soul bell] like water ripples!

The demonic blades dripping with fresh blood, like moths to a flame, shattered upon the rippling wave of Immortal Qi, turning into wisps of blood-red Spiritual Qi that dissipated into the Void Realm!

The wave of Immortal Qi, like a giant boulder, crushed fiercely over the four thousand-zhang demonic blood-colored whirlwinds!

"Sizzle...!"

A hair-raising, bizarre scream shot up to the sky, and the four thousand-zhang demonic blood-colored whirlwinds came to an abrupt halt, as if under [Time Stop]!

Four hundred-zhang blood-red worms, their bodies covered in air sacs, smashed heavily onto the ground. Blood-red worm juice instantly burst out from their bodies, staining the ground with four gorgeous blood-red roses, blooming wantonly on the cold land of the [Demon Wind Sect]!

The fishy stench unique to the worms, mixed with a rust-like blood smell, shot up to the sky and instantly permeated the battlefield!

How can one describe that smell?

It's like a big man with athlete's foot, wearing cotton shoes and cotton socks, walking in the snow for a whole day and night, then taking off the sweaty, damp, and sticky socks, stuffing them fiercely into his nasal cavity, and taking a deep breath to smell it!

"Holy crap!"

"A hundred-zhang [Blood Demon Worm]?"

That means just now, the man in his twenties with Devilish Qi all over him had seized the opportunity while trading a punch with the four immortal souls to implant four [Blood Demon Worm]s into the bodies of the four immortal souls!

After the [Blood Demon Worm]s entered the immortal souls, they frantically sucked and devoured the immortal souls' Immortal Spiritual Qi, growing to a hundred zhang in size in just a few breaths.

Then they flew out from the immortal souls' bodies, spinning to create thousand-zhang demonic blood-colored whirlwinds, and demonic blades dripping with blood flew out, slashing fiercely toward the four immortal souls!

"Hiss~"

[Jiang Lan] sucked in a cold breath, instantly feeling a chill down his spine, his hair standing on end!

"Not bad! To think you could break my [Wind Blood Demon Worm]! But you are still going to die..."

"Mere bugs, and you dare to act presumptuously in front of This Divine Emperor?"

[Master Mo Fengzi]'s expression suddenly sank, his lips twitched slightly, and his fists clenched, making a cracking sound!

"Did you kill [Moyuan]?"

"Who is [Moyuan]? Don't know him!"

[Jiang Lan] picked his ear, tilted his head, with a look of mockery, his lips hooked into a ferocious arc, revealing a mouthful of stark white teeth as he looked at [Master Mo Fengzi].

"You're courting death, let me..."