In the manor, the Qingyuan Daoist grabbed the old lady Ye, came all the way to the painting wall corridor, and threw the old man directly to the wall, hitting his head and bleeding!

Qingyuan Daoist stretched out his finger, dipped the blood, and put a little on the dragon's eye.

His face was expressionless, shaking the dust and pinching a trick.

The wall began to glitter slowly, and then absorbed the human blood that had been splashed on the wall.

Black smoke rises from the surroundings, enveloping the lodge.

The Taoist frowned, and found that one of the formations he had laid down had been destroyed.

"No wonder I was uneasy before, and sure enough, an accident happened, but fortunately I started it in advance. The Taoist dusted off the sleeves of his robe: "It doesn't hurt to have some sacrifices, there are reserves." ”

With his movements, the expressions of the other eight Taoist priests who had been looking forward to the painting wall changed at the same time.

"Master......" They exclaimed, and before they could finish their words, their eyes bulged out one by one, and they died of anger, and blood gushed out from their bodies.

The blood and qi of the living beings are absorbed by the formation composed of black smoke, and the power of the formation is gathered on the painting wall that has been visited day and night.

A loud and tyrannical dragon groan came from the painting wall.

The dragon in the painting on the wall really came to life!

Old lady Ye, whose face was covered with blood, put down the hand covering her forehead, looked at the wall stupidly, and subconsciously stretched out her hands to hug her.

The dragon's head roared out of the wall and swallowed him in one gulp.

The dragon scales open and close, and the vigorous blood flows out of them, and the dragon completely rushes out of the wall in the painting, but the light in his eyes is like blood, revealing chaos and tyranny.

The huge evil dragon hovered in midair, its length unknown, and it shrouded the manor like a cloud.

Zhou Hao and the Blood Immortal Phoenix arrived at this time, and the Qingyuan Dao people were slightly surprised when they saw them: "It's you...... What kind of alien phoenix is this? You have no cultivation at all, how can you control such a spiritual pet?"

The Taoist said, his eyes revealing greed and desire.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly became serious.

The black smoke that closed the manor in mid-air was actually torn through a hole, and someone rushed in.

The magic circle laid by the Qingyuan Dao people seems to be just smoke, but it is actually quite powerful, ordinary people will die when they touch it, they are monks, if the cultivation strength is low, let alone breaking the formation, they will also be sucked away by the black smoke.

But the comer forcibly tore through the black smoke and rushed into the manor.

Zhou Hao and Qingyuan Daoren looked up, and they couldn't help but be stunned.

From a distance, it looks like a giant eagle is flying, and under the two eagle talons, one side is holding a person, and the other side is holding a tiger that is larger than the giant eagle.

The giant eagle flew quickly, approaching in an instant, and the details of its body could be clearly seen, which was actually a mixture of wood and metal.

was caught by the giant eagle of this mechanism, and the giant tiger that flew with it was clearly composed of organs.

The figure on the other side was a girl carrying a wooden box and wearing a cyan robe.

The girl in the Taoist robe couldn't help but look ugly when she looked at the evil dragon with the mural real, and the blood flowing everywhere.

Turning to see Zhou Hao and the Blood Immortal Phoenix on the side, she was a little surprised: "You are Ye Datong, right? You have no cultivation, pay attention to let that phoenix protect you!"

Zhou Hao was even more surprised.

In Ye Shusheng's memory, there is no trace of this robe girl, how does the other party know him?

It's a pity that the girl didn't say much, and immediately concentrated on dealing with the demon in front of her.

Qingyuan Daoist shook the dust in his hand, and the gusts of yin wind were like knives, and they were already blowing towards the Daoist girl and Zhou Hao.

The giant eagle above the girl's head flapped its wings, and the cyan array on its wings flashed brightly, and suddenly the wind was fierce, blocking the yin wind.

At the same time, the Trap Tiger that landed together let out a metallic roar and pounced towards the evil dragon, with a momentum even more ferocious than the yellow tiger spirit that Zhou Hao had seen before.

The demon sneered, and with a finger of his hand, the shadow on the ground suddenly seemed to come to life, setting off a gust of yin wind and facing the tiger of the machine.

The tiger pounced, tearing the shadow apart.

But the shadows soon regrouped, unscathed.

The evil dragon flicked its tail, forcing the giant eagle in the sky to get out of the way.

The terrifying power passed through the air, and the air currents that swept up the tail alone made people unstable.

The dragon's tail slammed into the ground, and the manor houses collapsed in pieces, and the ground was instantly covered with a deep pit.

"It's equivalent to a big demon in the realm of smoke and clouds...... The girl in the Taoist robe looked serious, but she didn't back down in the slightest, and the magic tricks of her hands changed again and again, and she commanded the tiger and the giant eagle to pounce again.

But the evil dragon is strong, and the tiger and the giant eagle are not two against one.

When Qingyuan Daoist was feeling proud, his heart suddenly tightened.

He wanted to summon the black shadow to intercept him, but it was too late, and he was knocked down by something from the side, and the other party bit him directly on the arm.

Zhou Hao saw clearly from the side, it was actually the wooden box that the Dao robe girl had been carrying, and some of it suddenly disintegrated and fell to the ground, and it was combined into a trap dog in the blink of an eye.

The body of the machine dog is as fast as lightning, and the short-range sprint seems to be faster than the giant eagle flying in the sky, and with the help of the chaos of the situation, it will go around to the Qingyuan Daoist in a flash of smoke, and directly knock it down.

This organ dog took a bite and directly tore off one of the arms of the Qingyuan Daoist.

The demon screamed fiercely, and the dust of the other hand hit the machine dog hard.

The speed of the machine dog is amazing, but its body is relatively fragile, and many parts are shattered in an instant.

At the same time, the demon dragon felt the anger of the Qingyuan Daoist, and it was even more frantic with its already tyrannical nature, and the dragon's mouth opened, as if a frenzy like thick ink erupted from it.

The destructive power of that thick ink is amazing, and the mechanical tiger is sprayed squarely, and it instantly disintegrates and falls apart in mid-air!

The giant eagle dodged to the side, but was also sprayed to the side, and its wings instantly disappeared and fell to the ground.

The girl in the Taoist robe frowned and beckoned to Zhou Hao: "You go first!"

"It's late!" Qingyuan Daoist sneered, the black shadow beside him pulled the trap dog away, and he ordered the evil dragon with blood-red eyes: "Kill me!"

Before the words fell, he saw a heavy blood mist disperse in front of him.

It was Zhou Hao's blood fairy phoenix flapping its wings.

The Qingyuan Daoist cast a spell, and the black shadow stood up from the ground, took the initiative to rush into the blood mist, and pounced on the Blood Immortal Phoenix.

This black shadow has no life, no qi and blood, and although the blood mist divine power derived from the blood parrot has been amplified, it cannot absorb the power of the black shadow.

But the demonic light in the eyes of the Blood Immortal Phoenix flickered.

A large amount of blood mist condensed together, thick and almost solid, squeezing the dark shadow in the middle.

Although the black shadow was illusory, it was surrounded by such a thick blood mist, and it couldn't move.

In order to guard against the attack of the evil dragon, the Blood Immortal Phoenix guarded Zhou Hao and did not step forward, but flapped its wings and released more blood mist to surround the opponent.

"I thought it was a xenomorph phoenix, but it turned out to be a hybrid. A black compass flew out of the Qingyuan Daoist's body, and billowing black mist emerged from it, forming a barrier against the blood mist.

But the next moment his face changed.

Under the erosion of the blood mist, the black mist quickly subsided.

"The purebred blood parrots of the top grade of the Jade Mansion don't have such a strong blood mist, how can a hybrid blood have such great power?" Demon Dao manipulated the evil dragon while stopping the bleeding with his broken arm.

The dragon opened its mouth and spat out thick ink.

The Blood Immortal Phoenix hurriedly took Zhou Hao to fly up to dodge.

But the robed girl stood still.

Her broken giant eagle struggled to fly, helping her master block the thick ink, which was immediately destroyed by the thick ink.

A magic sword floated above the girl's head.

Both the Qingyuan Daoist and the Evil Dragon were startled, feeling fear and threat.

The corner of the girl's mouth was bleeding, and she barely urged the magic sword to turn into a streamer and slash towards the Qingyuan Daoist.

Qingyuan Daoist hurriedly summoned the evil dragon to help him resist.

In midair, the sword light flashed, and the evil dragon let out an earth-shattering roar and scream.

A large hole was opened in his chest and abdomen, and ink-like black blood kept flowing out of it.

The dragon was furious, and a large amount of thick ink erupted from its mouth.

The robed girl's body lit up with a soft glow, forming a Buddha statue to help her resist the attack of thick ink.

But she herself was too consumed, and she fell directly to the ground, unable to move.

The evil dragon's aura was also weakened by the injury, but it still appeared to be stronger than the Blood Immortal Phoenix in the Jade Mansion realm.

Qingyuan Daoren breathed a sigh of relief and said with a cruel smile: "Now, look at how I concoct you!"

Zhou Hao looked at him, and suddenly laughed: "Yes, it's ...... now."

The light in the eyes of the Blood Immortal Phoenix flickered, and its body suddenly expanded and changed.

Then, the Qingyuan Dao people were dumbfounded, looking at the blood-colored phoenix on the opposite side, which turned into a huge evil dragon exactly like his side.

The aura of this evil dragon was exactly the same as when it was in its heyday before Fang was not injured.

The two evil dragons faced each other, but the one next to the demon path was weak because of serious injuries.

Zhou Hao stood on top of the head of the "evil dragon" reproduced by the Blood Immortal Phoenix, raised one hand and clenched his fist, and then stretched out a finger.

"One ......"

The "evil dragon" beneath his feet opened its huge mouth, and the thick ink of the raging rage gushed out.

The Qingyuan Dao people were shocked, their faces full of disbelief, but they could only let their evil dragon barely spew out thick ink to meet the enemy.

But the real evil dragon was seriously injured, and now he was no match for the impostor on the other side.

"Two ......"

The thick ink on both sides sprayed each other, and it was obvious that Zhou Hao's side was superior.

"Three, four, five, six......"

As all the five fingers of Zhou Hao's palm were opened, and then one finger was retracted, at the sixth breath, the "evil dragon" transformed by the Blood Immortal Phoenix completely overwhelmed the opponent.

A furious wave of thick ink covered the real dragon on the opposite side.

"Seven ......"

The dragon struggled and roared, but was eroded by the thick ink and fell to the ground.

"Eight ......"

Thick ink chased after the Qingyuan Daoist who had thrown off the evil dragon and tried to escape alone like a wave.

"Nine ......"

Thick ink began to flood the dragon's massive body, destroying it.

And the Qingyuan Daoist watched in despair as the black mist defense spread by his compass was destroyed by the thick ink.

"Ten. ”

Zhou Hao's five fingers were all folded together and clenched into a fist again.