The blood-colored figure twisted its head and shifted its gaze to Qin Tian and the others, and a river of blood poured up from the pool, turning into a giant hand, dragging the remains of several sacrifices into the pool of blood.

"Gollum"

Bubbles surged on the surface of the blood pool, and the body of the alien beast began to dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally disappeared completely.

"I am the god of fire!"

The blood-colored figure's mouth was motionless, but a voice that was indistinguishable between men and women sounded in their hearts: "The living sacrifice of the Qingyang tribe, do you have a wish that has not been fulfilled?"

Unlike the Sound Transmission Technique, the blood-colored figure came from an extremely pure thought, so that even the Forbidden Idiot could clearly understand what he meant.

Although they had been mentally prepared for a long time, the word "living sacrifice" still made them unconsciously get goosebumps.

Qin Tian smiled with a smile on his face, and said stubbornly: "I wish the great god of Rong a little rest, don't be impatient, we came from the earth, and we broke into this small Xuan realm by mistake a few days ago. I wonder if you can make it easier and open up a space passage to send the two of us back?"

"A hundredfold of flesh and blood sacrifices will be offered afterwards as a reward for your old man. ”

The blood-colored figure fell on deaf ears and muttered, "It's a familiar and unfamiliar smell..."

His tone gradually became waves: "It's been too long, so long that even the taste of the sworn enemy has become unfamiliar!"

"It's the smell of demons!"

"You're demons!"

Qin Tian and the Ring Idiot were depressed, thinking to themselves that you are such an evil god, are you embarrassed to say that we are demons?

The head show is funny, right?

Qin Tian slandered, but hurriedly explained: "Great God Zhurong has misunderstood, we are all 100% pure-blooded human races!"

"Demons, all deserve to die!"

The blood-colored figure was furious, and the pool of blood under his feet was drained by him in an instant, and his body was no less than the size of a small mountain.

Without saying anything, he raised his arm, and the next moment, a blood-colored river manifested, and he slashed at Qin Tian and the others.

The two of them didn't want to be doused with dirty blood, so they were busy fighting the wind, avoiding their edge for the time being, and quitting the idiot was even more angry, and scolded: "Demon demon, demon your uncle's demon, Lao Tzu is a Buddha!"

"Demon, damn it!"

The blood-colored figure still repeated mechanically, and without seeing him make any movements, the viscous blood water condensed thousands of blood arrows in front of him, and shot away.

The development of events far exceeded expectations, Qin Tian knew that his wishful thinking was completely frustrated, and said viciously: "Get him!"

Don't look at this guy's fierce posture, in fact, his aura is not much stronger than the original evil dragon, and the two of them join forces to win a great way.

Qin Tian held the rusty sword in his hand, and rushed forward first, his figure was like a ghost, shuttling in the dense rain of arrows, and his shot was unambiguous.

For a while, countless Sen Han sword qi crisscrossed and intertwined into an impenetrable giant net, twisting the blood-colored figure into a rain of blood and scattering it all over the ground.

"Uh, so unbeaten?"

The abstinence followed closely, but suddenly lost his goal, and subconsciously stopped the fist gang that was about to leave the body, making him twist and turn, and even the spiritual power in his body was paused.

"Be careful!"

Qin Tian let out a loud shout, stretched out his hand and took the ring idiot back to his side, the void he was in had been pierced by countless blood beads that flew back upside down.

The blood beads intersected, and they turned into human form again.

Almost capsized in the gutter.

The idiot wiped a cold sweat and couldn't help but spit out: "Why is this kind of thing that can't be killed!"

Qin Tian clenched his fists and crackled, and said on the side of the yin: "Isn't this just right?

A blazing fire spread from him, and there was already a huge peacock phantom behind him, which began to spit incandescent fire.

The wave of flames came in an instant, and the blood-colored figure did not dodge, allowing the flames to drown him.

The Peacock True Flame was still erupting, and the blood-colored figure in the sea of fire showed no sign of struggling to resist, but the fire had a gradual weakening momentum.

"Stop!"

Qin Tian's face changed suddenly, they were all misled by the other party's evil appearance, ignoring that he was Zhu Rong, the ancestor who played with fire.

The idiot also realized that something was wrong, and was about to disperse the sea of fire, but he never thought that that piece of peacock true flame was completely out of his control.

The sea of fire turned from white to red, and the temperature seemed to be several notches higher than before, and the blood-colored figure stepped on the sea of fire, his face expressionless, and repeated the sentence again: "Demons, all deserve to die!"

He slowly raised his hand and pointed at Qin Tian and the two from afar, and the sea of fire was like a soldier getting an order, and it was surging towards them in turn.

The deflated ring idiots who were deflated one after another were indignant and gritted their teeth: "The Buddha still has more means!"

He stomped his right foot into the void, and a lotus platform the size of a water tank suddenly appeared under his feet, and the lotus platform spun rapidly, blooming a seven-colored light curtain, blocking in front of him, and suddenly suppressed the fire.

Qin Tian was not idle, holding his sword to open the way, and with his majestic sword qi, he tore a huge hole in the sea of fire, making the blood-colored figure exposed to his vision again.

"Edict!"

At this time, there was a purple light in his eyes, and he was implicated with a certain supreme being, such as incarnating a god who was in charge of heavenly punishment, and at the sound of an edict, there was a burst of thunder and light that overturned like rain.

The blood-colored figure felt the domineering of the heavenly thunder, and withdrew the sea of fire to his side, turning it into a huge canopy and protecting it on his head.

"Zizi"

The handover of thunder and fire is like pouring cold water on boiling oil for a night, sizzling, and the thunder is extinguishing the fire, and at the same time it is also annihilated by the fire.

Both sides eventually turned into nothingness, lost the protection of the firelight, and the blood-colored figure was already wide open.

"Look at Grandpa's Dragon Suppression and Tiger Fist!"

Every time he took a step, a muffled sound would erupt in the void, and both fists were swung out of the air at the same time, and the rolling fists sprayed thin, turning into two beast shadows of a dragon and a tiger, with teeth and claws.

The blood-colored figure was constantly moving in the air, and the dragon and tiger beast shadow followed behind him, his eyes were full of fierce light and roaring.

"Bite this bastard to death for me!" the idiot clapped his hands on the side, and the unscrupulous dog master commanded two vicious dogs, wantonly bullying the weak and rushing to the feet.

However, the blood-colored figure and the weak are really not related. At the moment when he was about to be overtaken, he took the initiative to disperse the human form and turned into a blood-colored giant net, enveloping the dragon and tiger beast shadows like moths to fire.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The Ring Idiot showed a treacherous smile, and the dragon and tiger beast shadow that contained half of his spiritual power bloomed with a blazing light without warning, and then disintegrated on its own.

"Boom"

The blood-colored figure bore the brunt of the blow, blasted into a bloody mist that filled every space in the cavern.

"Settle the day!"

At this moment, Qin Tian's feet fell to the ground, the Eight Pole Fist Pile had been completed, and an inexplicable Dao Yun spread under his feet, and the laws of heaven and earth were all drawn by him.

The flow of time seemed to slow down all of a sudden, and the blood mist was intimidated by the great power of heaven and earth, and it was difficult to gather and form for a while.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The Buddha sang, his hands were folded, his face was compassionate, and a round of white light rising from the back of his head reflected him like a monk.

"Ami..."

The chanting continued, and a circle of incomparably peaceful Buddha light took the abstinence from ignorance as the origin, like ripples on the surface of the water, rippling.

And the blood mist that touches the Buddha's light is like spring snow under the scorching sun, first melting, then evaporating, until it all turns into nothingness.