After Bai Hong's expression calmed down, the blood on his body slowly receded little by little, and the situation seemed to have improved.

The old man put aside the demon bell and cast his gaze into the sky, because at this time, Ye Xiaochai had already tried to urge the painting scroll in his hand.

I saw the pond painting on the painting scroll, the original blue and blue pond water, at this moment, turned into a pool of blood, and then gradually began to tumble, floating bigger and bigger, as if it was about to pour out a blood spring.

A ghostly roar came from inside the blood fountain of the painting scroll, which made people extremely uncomfortable, Ye Xiaochai and the old man, the brows of the two wrinkled at the same time, and the flower flew and hugged Bai Hong, and moved closer to the old man.

"Blood Pool Diagram!Ye Daoyou, this treasure can be called an evil thing, and it will stop quickly if it is not controlled by us. The old man shouted at Ye Xiaochai.

When Ye Xiaochai heard this, a trace of solemnity appeared on his face, and he hurriedly collected the magic trick and cut off the transmission of spiritual power.

But a scene that surprised him appeared, even if he stopped the transmission of spiritual power, the blood pool map above still did not have the slightest intention of stopping, the blood spring was still tumbling, and spread outward, just at this moment, the kung fu was already several zhang wide, and it had already submerged the scroll.

"Ye Daoyou, this ....... ”

The old man thought about something, but before he could finish speaking, the mutation started again, and he saw that in the blood pool above, a huge bloody face suddenly appeared, imprinted in the center of the blood pool, a thin and long neck, one end connected to the overwhelming blood cloud, and the other end connected to the huge blood face.

"Hahaha! It's been so long, and the deity has finally appeared. ”

Bloody Face laughed loudly at first, and then seemed to vent his long-term trapping, and said something in a loud voice, but his voice was like a man and a woman, and it sounded very uncomfortable.

"I don't know what to call my predecessors?" Ye Xiaochai asked, tilting his head and looking at the bloody face in the sky.

The cultivation emitted by this blood-faced monster is equivalent to the Yuan Infant Cultivator among the immortal cultivators, Ye Xiaochai doesn't know the situation and doesn't want to fight in vain, so he calls the other party a senior.

The old man and the flower were flying, standing behind Ye Xiaochai, if it weren't for Ye Xiaochai in front of them, he would have fled at this moment.

The thick evil aura emitted by the bloody face made Ye Xiaochai very uncomfortable, but now he had to endure it first, and it was naturally best to have a conversation.

Hearing Ye Xiaochai's question, the bloody face lowered the huge bloody face a little, facing Ye Xiaochai and a few people.

"Junior, you released the deity!" Bloody Face asked.

"Exactly. Ye Xiaochai replied as a matter of course.

"Hey, hey, hey!" The bloody face trembled up and down, grinned a little, and then continued: "You let the deity come out, the deity should have thanked you well, but the deity has just been out of trouble, and he urgently needs a large number of monks' essence to nourish the spiritual body, so let's take your sacrificial mouth first!"

As soon as the blood face said this, the blood cloud in the sky rolled more violently, and released an astonishing spiritual pressure, which approached Ye Xiaochai and the others below.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaochai's sword eyebrows were upside down, his sleeve robe flicked, and the Chongli sword shot out in an instant, and his hands punched a series of tricks on this sword.

After a sword roar, the whole body of the Chongli sword became golden and bright, and the volume increased to a huge size of four or five zhang, and the tip of the sword was a little golden light, pointing directly at the bloody face directly above.

"Look for death!"

The bloody face showed disdain, opened its mouth and scolded, and then saw its bloody mouth, and a blood-glittering blood arrow was sprayed out by it, facing the attacking golden giant sword, with a circle of blood-colored ripples at the end.

This blood arrow was sent by the evil of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the powerful power in it was naturally the same as that of the Yuan Infant Cultivator, and it might even be stronger.

The two ancestors and grandchildren of the old man are now even more earthy, the other party disagrees and asks for his life, knowing that he is incapable of taking this blow, I don't know what to do, in the eyes of the two of them, Ye Xiaochai is so resistant, it is undoubtedly hitting the stone with an egg.

Just when the golden sword and the blood-colored arrow collided with each other, something unexpected happened, only to see that the shorter blood arrow, like the melting snow in spring, melted at an extremely fast speed, turning into nothingness, and it couldn't stop the golden sword for a moment.

The golden sword pierced through the blood arrow, its momentum still undiminished, and then it shot towards the blood-colored giant face in the sky.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and it was too late for people to react.

The expression of the bloody face floating in the sky changed suddenly, but he didn't know how long it was an old monster that had lived, and his long neck shrank suddenly, and he actually retracted into the blood cloud in an instant.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaochai snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth, the golden light in his eyes shone, and he looked directly at the blood cloud in the sky.

The next moment, with a push of the magic trick in his hand, the direction of the giant sword in mid-air deviated slightly, and it shot towards a certain corner of the blood cloud.

A tragic wail came out of the blood cloud, almost all over this mustard seed space, and the voice that seemed to be male and female sounded particularly permeating, and the smell was terrifying.

As soon as the golden long sword passed by, the blood cloud that originally seemed to be overwhelming, at this moment, like boiling water, tumbled violently, steaming up large areas of blood mist, and at the same time, the area of the blood cloud shrank sharply.

"How is that possible!" a roar of rage came from within the blood cloud, and after circling quickly in the air, it flew away into the distance, trying to escape.

How could Ye Xiaochai let him get his wish, the magic trick in his hand changed, and the Chongli Sword in the air, under the flash of inspiration, disappeared in place in an instant without a trace, and he actually launched the magic power of short-distance teleportation of this sword at this moment.

In front of the blood cloud flying, the space fluctuated together, and the Chongli sword appeared out of thin air, and as soon as the blood cloud escape technique stopped, I saw the long sword in front of it dancing like a wheel, like the dawn hanging in the sky.

Just when the blood cloud felt that something was wrong, a burst of intense golden light suddenly struck, instantly enveloping the entire blood cloud in it.

A scream that was even higher pitched than before, more penetrating than before, was heard, and it was simply unsettling.

"Xiaoyou stop, the old man doesn't dare anymore. The sound of blood clouds begging for mercy came from the golden light, but now the sound it made changed greatly, and it was no longer the voice of a man and a woman, like an old man of seventy or eighty years old.

Ye Xiaochai was unmoved when he heard this, how could he let the other party go so easily, otherwise, he would have to consume the other party's anger.

"Xiaoyou, stop it, the old man really doesn't dare to make a mistake, please raise your hand. Blood Cloud pleaded again.

Ye Xiaochai also wanted to get some information from the other party, and didn't want to really destroy the other party.

As soon as he raised his hand, a little golden light the size of a bean grain appeared on his fingertips, and in the direction of the blood cloud, the golden light between his fingers ejected out, submerged into the golden light that enveloped the blood cloud, and entered the blood cloud body painting axis.

If he wants to let go of the other party, he naturally wants to put some restrictions on the other party, so as to restrain this old monster, if the other party is still obsessed, then this little golden light can kill him.

Generally speaking, the ban on the Yuan Infant stage monk by the monk of the Yudan period is simply a fool's dream, the difference between the cultivation of the two sides is too great, and the ban on the low-level monk against the high-level monk will not have the slightest effect at all.

But Ye Xiaochai is different, as a yang attribute body, he can restrain all evils, so he naturally doesn't have to worry about anything when he prohibits evil things like Blood Cloud.