Chapter 92 Blood Moon Golden Crow
The disciples in the cabin were so excited that their blood boiled and they could hardly contain themselves when they saw this scene.
Then, a subtle but clear explosion sound was heard in the distance, and an old man in a white robe was seen with a spear in his hand. As the spear flew, several cold rays of light cut through the sky, and another monster fell. After struggling for a few times, it finally fell powerlessly into the darkness.
The night was deep and all around was shrouded in darkness, with only a few blurry shadows moving in the dark.
All the elders displayed their unique skills one after another. Every shot and every sword was accurate and deadly, showing their masterly style.
Thanks to the powerful strength of the elders and the height advantage of the Sun-Chasing Flying Boat, the journey did not encounter any troublesome monsters and everything seemed to be going quite smoothly.
The Sun-Chasing Flying Boat sped through the night sky. Any flying monsters that dared to block it were all turned into nothing under the fierce attack of the elders, falling from mid-air one after another, their lives or deaths uncertain.
As the night deepened, the monsters on the ground began to stir, and the roars came one after another, adding a bit of uneasiness to the silent night.
Suddenly, a sharp and piercing scream pierced the night sky, piercing people's hearts like a sharp blade.
Shangguan Jiannan and the others' faces suddenly changed. Although they tried their best to cover their ears, the sound waves seemed to ignore all obstacles and exploded directly in their minds, causing unbearable pain.
The disciples fell to the ground and rolled over. Shangguan Jiannan also turned pale and could hardly control himself.
At this moment, a huge monster appeared in the night sky, blocking out the sun. Its eyes flashed with an eerie red light, making it particularly eye-catching in the darkness.
Everyone was startled as they realized that this was actually a fourth-level monster—the Blood Moon Golden Crow! Its might was so strong that it made people feel terrified.
Beside Shangguan Jiannan, an unusually difficult sound quietly dissipated.
The Blood Moon Golden Crow, this bloodthirsty giant beast, has a wingspan of more than two meters. Even a confrontation on the ground would be difficult, not to mention that it is now soaring in the air, which is its forte. The situation is extremely dangerous.
When the disciples saw the blood moon and the golden crow's ferocious light, they were all horrified and their emotions sank to the bottom.
"Don't panic, the elders are still here."
As soon as these words were spoken, the disciples' eyes turned to the floating white shadows outside, and they couldn't help feeling a little relieved.
However, even so, when his sight fell on the huge figure of the Blood Moon and Golden Crow in the distant sky, he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.
The power of the fourth-level monster is far beyond what they can currently contend with.
"Look, Elder Yin is taking action!" A sudden exclamation broke the silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on the determined figure on the deck.
"move on."
Yin Wuqing's voice was cold and resolute, without any emotional fluctuations, and his hands were ready to strike.
He slowly raised his right hand and drew out the long sword from behind his back. In an instant, a cold light flashed and cut through the dark night sky.
On the long sword, a faint blue light was faintly visible, appearing particularly dazzling in the darkness.
Shangguan Jiannan watched with bated breath; this was the first time he witnessed his master’s heroic performance.
The other disciples were also filled with amazement, staring at Yin Wuqing closely, their hearts filled with awe.
Yin Wuqing, this elder with extraordinary strength, rarely takes action in the sect, but his reputation has already spread far and wide.
The long sword in his hand was three feet six inches long and one inch and nine tenths of an inch wide. It was dark black in color and exuded an air of chill. It was the legendary weapon of the Xuantian Sword Master.
As he shook his right hand lightly, the long sword emitted a subtle and crisp vibration, and the air around him seemed to condense, revealing a biting chill.
In the distance, the Blood Moon Golden Crow seemed to have sensed this powerful aura and let out a deafening roar. The sound waves surged like a tide, echoing in everyone's ears for a long time.
However, Yin Wuqing did not hesitate at all. He held the sword across his chest, and the cold light became brighter. Then a cold voice resounded through the night sky: "Sword power, the cold of Xuantian!" Before he finished speaking, his robe fluttered and rustled, and an unparalleled powerful aura instantly spread.
Then, the long sword emerged from the sea like a dragon, cutting through the sky and rushing towards the blood moon and golden crow... The sword light flickered continuously and suddenly increased to a huge size of two meters.
Then, Yin Wuqing lightly waved his hand, and an icy, sharp sword intent, wrapped in a strong chill, suddenly cut through the sky, and the air froze into frost wherever it passed.
Faced with this sudden and terrifying attack, the Blood Moon Golden Crow suddenly panicked and flapped its wings wildly in an attempt to escape from the devastating torrent of sword energy.
However, all efforts were in vain, as the sword light had arrived and in an instant it collided violently with the body of the Blood Moon Golden Crow.
"Crack, crack!" The sound of ice cracking was accompanied by the falling sword light.
The dark body of the Blood Moon Golden Crow was instantly covered by a thick layer of ice. The cold air surged like a tide and quickly spread throughout its body. In just a few breaths, the huge creature turned into an ice sculpture.
"Chirp~" A terrified cry pierced the sky. Although the wings of the Blood Moon Golden Crow were still struggling hard, they could no longer stop its body from falling rapidly in mid-air, bringing with it gusts of wind that whistled past.
The night sky was torn apart again by a ray of sword light, which accurately hit the falling Blood Moon Golden Crow. The cold air raged again, accelerating its falling speed until it completely disappeared from everyone's sight.
"Huh!" There was silence all around, followed by a series of exclamations and gasps.
With just two sword strikes, a fourth-level monster was defeated. This strength was shocking.
The disciples gasped for breath, trying to calm their inner excitement.
These two swords not only demonstrated Yin Wuqing's extraordinary swordsmanship, but also left an indelible mark in their hearts.
The long sword returned to the sheath with a crisp sound, and Yin Wuqing's face remained as calm as water, as if everything that had just happened was just a casual act.
He strolled leisurely in the garden, and his every move showed the demeanor of a master. This is the true strength of Elder Yin of the Tianjian Sect, the "Sword Master of Sealing the Sky".
The other elders who witnessed this scene were all secretly amazed, and their eyes looked at Yin Wuqing with awe and yearning.
...When the first ray of morning light penetrates the clouds and falls on the vast forest, everything seems so peaceful and beautiful.
However, in this tranquility, the clouds in the sky began to churn violently, as if foreshadowing the coming of a new storm... Like a violent storm, that force suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.
Then, in the sky, a majestic and magnificent giant shuttle, like the light of dawn, tore through the clouds as soft as cotton wool, leaving behind long cloud marks, standing proudly on the top of the sky hundreds of feet high.
The sound was like the roar of a dragon and a tiger, continuous and endless, while the sun, the boundless light, poured down generously, coating the voyager named Sun Chasing Flying Boat with a layer of dazzling golden glow.
Among this vast mountain range, a solitary peak rises abruptly, like a natural barrier between heaven and earth, stretching across everyone's sight, majestic and awe-inspiring.
Yin Wuqing, who was at the front of the team, had a slight smile on his face. A hint of joy that was hard to conceal quietly emerged at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was filled with some uncontrollable excitement.
"We have finally arrived at the portal to the underworld."
His words, like morning bells and evening drums, echo in everyone's heart.