Chapter 37: Bone-Eroding Dark Puppet

  A fierce gale howls, a bloody rain pours from the sky, dyeing the entire earth red.

  At this time, the raindrops falling from the sky are all red, and everything on the ground is stained with blood!

  Still beheading evil, but this time it's completely different. Not only is the knife technique more powerful, but also that intangible spiritual attack. That's the power of Prison Ridge Eye, combining knife techniques with Prison Ridge Eye, its power is much stronger.

  "Rumble!"

  A terrifying voice resounded, and this space suddenly distorted, revealing a mountain range entirely composed of blood-colored skeletal remains, towering into the clouds. It wasn't just one blood-colored mountain range; even the sky was dyed with blood at this moment, and this space was filled with a bloody aura.

  "What a magnificent Bone Mountain Prison Cliff! Indeed, just like the legend says, it's likely to be a great elder's tribulation land!" Looking at this scene simulated by Shi Lingyu's eyes, Mo Zun's pupils contracted, and he exclaimed in admiration.

  Dao Xian Yu Cliff, is a place, also represents a terrifying person, and even more so, it represents a sect.

  Legend has it that the founder of the Knife Sect crossed the tribulation, shattering space and attracting life from other worlds. The founder fought against them with thunder and eliminated them all, using his blood and bones to cast the ancestral land of the Knife Sect, Bone Mountain, which is now the Knife Immortal Prison Cliff. Nowadays, no one remembers the true name of the founder of the Knife Sect, but instead, the title "Prison Cliff Ancestor" has been passed down through the ages.

  Everything happened in an instant, and the gaze of the prison wall could make even the closed-eyed meditating Buddha's eyebrows twitch.

  "Although the Prison Cliff's power is great, you have only just begun to understand it, and cannot fully utilize its true might!" The eyes of the figure at the end of the seat turned cold as he gazed at Zhi Ge's incoming blade energy, his mouth letting out a loud roar.

  Mozhe faced the terrifying knife energy that could cause spatial distortion, without any intention of dodging. His body suddenly shook violently, and a horrific thing happened. A ferocious and evil figure suddenly separated from Mozhe's black aura and stood in front of him, directly blocking Tie E's attack with his hand!

  "Not good, that's Bone-Eroding Dark Qi! Be careful, Daoist friend!" Suddenly feeling a terrifying and unusual dark energy, Suan Zhen's eyebrows twitched as he opened his eyes, looking in the direction of the energy. His pupils rapidly constricted at the same time as he loudly warned.

  "What's with the eerie puppet?" Zhi Ge furrowed his brow, gazing at the puppet that exuded an aura of coldness, yet seemed ordinary. He was somewhat perplexed, but thinking it was better to be safe than sorry, he remained cautious and kept a close eye on the puppet.

  "Hah, old bald donkey is indeed old but not dead, even the few remaining puppets in the world can recognize him, I admire! However, since you know this is a Bone-Eroding Dark Puppet, then you should understand that you have no chance of winning, at least I will escape easily!" Upon hearing Suffering Zen's loud reminder, Mo Zuo couldn't help but laugh loudly, his demonic hand gently stroking the puppet's body as if caressing a woman's skin.

  At this time, Ku Zen had a bitter smile on his face. He knew that Mo Zu's words were true, and relying solely on himself and Zhi Ge's two periods of absence, it was fundamentally impossible to trap or kill Mo Zu who possessed the Bone-Eroding Dark Puppet!

  "Kusen Master, what's the origin of this puppet?" Zhi Ge furrowed his brow, asking in puzzlement.

  "I didn't know that this thing was also not inappropriate, and I only knew about it by chance in an ancient book in the scripture hall of our temple. This puppet is a product of the ancient evil sect of Gui Mo, used for sacrifice to absorb life, and can only be formed after a hundred years of practice with countless human souls. It's a great evil thing! Its ability is only one, that is, to resist and absorb all intangible illusions or magical attacks! I didn't expect that the method of making this evil thing, which was thought to have been completely lost, would actually be practiced by the demon head, and my bitter sea may not be able to trap this demon for long..."

  Listening to Ku Zen's somewhat helpless explanation, Zhi Ge's pupils suddenly contracted, and his gaze immediately turned towards the bone-eroding dark puppet.

  "A product of the ancient evil sect 'Kui Mo Sect'!"

  For the Bone Eroding Ghost Puppeteer, perhaps Zuo Ci was not very familiar with it, but the Gui Mo Sect he knew like the back of his hand!

  Kui Demon Sect, a world where the ancient powerful beings roam freely, the demon way is the most supreme and unapologetic sect, a terrifying force that dares to confront all the immortal sects on the continent, Zhi Ge doesn't know, it's impossible!

  "Heh heh..."

  The figure at the end didn't say a word, only letting out an ear-piercing laughter. With a wave of his palm, the ferocious puppet instantly charged towards the golden sea of suffering in mid-air!

  "I'll try to hold this demon head for a moment, please be bold and hold the last demon head! I hope the other Taoist friends can arrive as soon as possible after receiving the transmission..." As he spoke, Su Chan's eyes were already closed, and a large Buddha phantom appeared behind him. The majestic Buddhist chanting sounded, and the golden Buddha power on his body suddenly burst out violently, like a golden waterfall hanging upside down, rushing straight into the clouds!

  "Is there any hope?" Zhi Ge smiled bitterly, and the last treasure that had been blocking his way was gone, but he alone could no longer resist the temptation to escape.

  "Way of the Blade, Blood Domain!"

  Although he knew that nothing could be changed, Zhi Ge still had no intention of giving up. His expression was serious, and his black hair danced wildly! The domain, which many cultivators might have, was different from the Knife Sect's domain. It was a domain tempered by the strange and terrifying power of the Knife Immortal Cliff, and it was absolutely several times stronger than an ordinary domain.

  At this moment, Zhi Ge had already launched his desperate ultimate move!

  "Prison Cliff's Eye, Slaughter of Souls!"

  Immediately after the Domain of Prison Cliff, another move from the Knife Sect's ultimate technique was unleashed!

  "Wooooo..." The wind howled in my ear, like a mournful cry of ghosts and wolves!

  The entire space was filled with intangible oppression, and even the air was trembling. Moreover, the treetops not far from Zhi Ge were directly crushed into flying ash, and this oppressive force was still spreading.

  The hand rises, the sword has spirit, slightly trembling and ringing.

  His body was as straight as a spear, and the giant knife was one with him. At this moment, he was the knife, and the knife was him. With a loud shout, he chopped down towards the last seat!

  "Is this the legendary sword technique, Soul Slayer?"

  For the Knife Sect, Mo Zu was very familiar with it and knew that Tu Hun was one of the Knife Sect's greatest techniques. However, he simply shook his head slightly, waved his hand to block the Bone Seat in front of him, ignoring Zhi Ge's attack!

  Rumble!

  The terrifying boom shook space, and the flying bone fragments did not break through the bone seat defense despite the knife energy!

  "Zhi Ge, your consumption isn't small either. How many more times can you use this kind of attack?" It was precisely because of his understanding of the Knife Sect that Mo Zu dared to harden himself against Zhi Ge's attacks.

  These words struck a chord in Zhī Gē's heart, and he indeed could no longer unleash such attacks, his face turning pale. Gnashing his teeth, Zhī Gē loudly shouted: "Don't think I'm unable to deal with you, surely Mò Zuǒ you also know my Knife Sect's secret method? If I use this secret method, it will absolutely make you suffer even more, making you sink for hundreds of years!"

  "Esoteric method? Could it be......" Mu Zuo's subconscious mind suddenly jumped at the mention of this, thinking of a rumor, his face changed color.

  Just as the two sides were in a subtle standoff, a golden light burst forth and descended instantly onto the earth, directly enveloping Wang Tao's body buried in the ground far away, protecting him from harm before the oppressive aura approached.

  "Amitabha Buddha, I've spoken with you and we have a predestined relationship! I'll save your life this time, hoping the outcome..."

  The golden light disappeared, but a young monk wearing a gray cassock appeared...

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