Formless Scripture

Yuan Feng widened her beautiful eyes and stared at it. The power contained in the Storm Pear Blossom Canister that instantly erupted gave the Blood Monkey Demon King a fatal danger.

At this moment, the Blood Monkey Demon King was stunned.

It was awed by the Dao runes contained in the Storm Pear Blossom Canister and the might of the Sword Dao, causing it to fall into a momentary daze.

In the Blood Monkey Demon King's senses, what it saw were not 129,600 thin needles the size of hairs, but an extremely powerful sword cultivator. He was high above and looked down at it with a cold gaze like a judgment.

Moreover, on the top of this sword cultivator's head was a twelfth-grade Green Lotus. On the left was a three-foot-long green sword, and on the right was a mountain peak that was like a sword hilt.

Swish!

Then, this extremely powerful sword cultivator slashed at the Blood Monkey Demon King.