"What kind of body refining? Evil Sect Crooked Dao! Defeat my Demon Sect Fa Rectification! Kill!" Zhao Ting's confidence doubled, his blood wings shook, and he fell in the air, as fast as a flying eagle.

Cangyun on the chest and abdomen, sketching a war pattern, condensing the three-character speed charm, the power of the Sichuan character talisman, the blood of the skin turned over was stagnant, and the pain was into the bones, when Zhao Ting fell, it was when the carving was finished, the war pattern on Cangyun's body like thunder and lightning suddenly shone, the blue light was mixed with blood red, and Cangyun's eyes were full of clear light.

Zhao Ting felt that the changes in Cangyun could not be easily matched, and it was too late to flip over, so he had to pour all his strength into the black knife, the war pattern on Cangyun's body brought severe pain, and his heart was empty, he raised his sword and stabbed it, and the swords struck each other, and the blood-stained muddy land under Cangyun's feet could not withstand the strength of the two masters, and it was like a boulder falling into the water, stirring up a wave of blood and mud. Zhao Ting turned around and went up to the sky again, as if he had used the posture of the Thirteen Flying Eagles.

"Hmph, Huang Rongjin is a member of the Demon Sect, and the martial arts he practiced are also Demon Sect Kung Fu. "Cangyun has a deep memory of the Flying Thirteen Eagles.

Zhao Ting made adjustments to the Flying Thirteen Eagles, and when it reached the twelfth type, it would reduce its strength, and it would not be exhausted without the thirteenth type, and the cycle would be repeated, continuous, and with the ability of the blood wings to fly, the eagles would continue to fall. Cangyun raised his sword to resist, the blood and mud flew under his feet, and the battlefield bloomed like snowlotus, and then withered and withered in an instant.

In the blood mist, Zhao Ting's energy was unlimited, and Cangyun's war paint automatically absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, which was similar to Zhao Ting's court. Zhao Ting couldn't fight for a long time, and he couldn't help but start to be irritable in his heart.

"You demon man, you can actually use so many demon methods!Wait, the blood of the Beiyi army will definitely make this son stronger!" Zhao Ting shouted, and the mana around him absorbed the blood qi in the blood mist even more fiercely.

In Jingzhou City, the gloomy clouds are bleak, Zhao Ting's blood mist will not distinguish between the strength and weakness of the enemy and the enemy, and will not distinguish between men, women and children, but wherever it is contaminated by the blood mist, there will be shadows in the fog to kill, most of the poor and weak people in Jingzhou City who do not know martial arts, how can they resist? Fortunately, the people are mostly hidden in their homes, the door is closed, the blood mist is not allowed to enter, and they have escaped a catastrophe, there are still many innocent people who have died unexplained tragically, so that the blood in Jingzhou City is like a river, and the corpses are drifting, the Zhao Red Army defending the city, the Beiyi army attacking the city, and the coalition army of the northern countries that attacked from the rear can not escape the blood mist catastrophe, and they died in horror inexplicably.

No one knew that this was Zhao Ting's Demon Sect Blood Method, but it was the end of the world, the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and those who survived by luck did not dare to make any more moves, and shrank in place.

Bai Ye had already walked out far away, and when he looked back, the blood mist rose on the battlefield, hiding Zhao Ting and the others, and he couldn't help but stiffen his body for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Sect Master, you are really so ruthless, is it worth our battle? That is the compatriot of Beiyi! The foundation of the Demon Sect!"

Bai Ye knew that the matter had come to this point, and he couldn't turn back, so he could only hope that Zhao Ting would succeed in the first battle, kill Cangyun, Zhao Hong and others, and win the world for the Demon Sect.

Zhang Lingfeng and Xiao Tong led a large number of Central Plains martial arts people in a valley, ready to rush and kill at a critical moment in the battle, and Bai Ye's goal now is to lead the Demon Sect masters to intercept and kill. Both sides knew that a vicious battle in the valley was inevitable, and Zhang Lingfeng and the others recuperated their strength, just waiting for Bai Ye and others to take the initiative to come.

Although it was extremely difficult to fight with the Great Yan master represented by Zhang Lingfeng, Bai Ye only felt that the farther away from the center of the battlefield where Zhao Ting and Cangyun were, the better, that was beyond Bai Ye's understanding. Even if he dies in Zhang Lingfeng's swordsman, Bai Ye will feel much more at ease.

Zhao Hong has retreated into Jingzhou City, and the shadow in the blood mist naturally cannot hurt Zhao Hong, who is guarded by Huang Erniu, but ordinary soldiers will inevitably be slaughtered, especially the people in the city, many of them have died tragically, and the tragic scene of hell on earth in Jingzhou City made Zhao Hong stand under the city gate, his eyes wide, his mouth wide open, unable to close, and his hand holding the spear couldn't help trembling: "Beast, beast! What is this? Magic? Why do you want me innocent people!"

Although Huang Erniu had not really walked in the cultivation realm, he had also heard of many tragic things that had happened in the cultivation realm, and he just sighed at the scene in front of him and said, "Don't look at it, this is the Demon Sect method, Brother Cangyun will definitely be able to kill Zhao Ting and avenge the people." ”

The surviving masters of the army were gloomy, their bodies lost their strength, and they followed Zhao Hong into the city with their heads down, looking at the blood and corpses all over the ground, their faces became numb.

I don't know where to go.

Bei Mingzheng and Dongfang Liu have led the team to rendezvous with Taihe, and it is naturally not a problem to resist the blood mist, first seeing the death of the Great Yan army in pieces, they were shocked, thinking that it was a special means of the Demon Sect, and when they saw that the casualties of the Beiyi army were not weaker than the Great Yan army, they were also suspicious and inexplicable, and they did not dare to attack rashly, took a defensive position, and withdrew towards Jingzhou City. Seeing the tragic situation in the city, Taihe and the others were also shocked by the shattered people and couldn't speak, and they joined Zhao Hong in despair.

"Big brother!" Taihe's eyes were full of tears, flowing for the royal family, for the soldiers, and for the people.

"Brother Taihe!" Zhao Hong didn't expect to see Taihe who had been reunited for a long time, the family affection at this moment was particularly precious, and he rushed up to hug Taihe with tears in his eyes: "It's great that you can come back alive." ”

Taihe wiped his tears and said with a choked voice: "Big brother, I have organized the armies of many countries in the north, and I have come to the side of the Qing monarch, and I must behead the demon king of Zhao Tingna, avenge my father, and return my big Yan Lang Lang." ”

Zhao Hong lowered his head in shame: "It's the eldest brother I'm incompetent, I didn't see the true face of Zhao Ting's demon son, the father who killed the king died, and the rivers fell," Zhao Hong pointed to the corpses and blood in Jingzhou City: "Let the people of Yan suffer this catastrophe!

Taihe persuaded: "Big brother, you are the crown prince, you have the responsibility to help Sheji, this is all Zhao Ting's trick, how can you count your sins!"

Zhao Hong sighed: "The current victory or defeat is no longer on us." ”

Tai He has been in the north for a long time, and he doesn't know much about Cangyun's deeds, and he doesn't know that in the center of the battlefield ahead, Cangyun and Zhao Ting are fighting.

"Big brother, what's going on now? What's going on? Is it that God wants to destroy our Great Yan?" asked Taihe anxiously.

Zhao Hong shook his head and said: "No, the victory or defeat I am talking about is not on us, nor on God, but on Cang Daxia." ”

"Cang Daxia?" Tai He asked in surprise.

The seven sons of the Shanghua Sword Sect were also pleasantly surprised when they heard this, but they didn't expect that as soon as they returned to Dayan, they heard the news of Cangyun, who had the grace of teaching art back then, and asked about the situation one after another.

Bei Ming Zheng also asked, "His Royal Highness the Prince, is Cang Daxia back?"

Huang Erniu had a confident look on his face, and said proudly: "Not bad, otherwise, who can command the monks and soldiers of Duomu Temple! Who can fight with Zhao Ting in this blood mist." ”

Dongfang Liu was taken aback and asked, "General Huang, listen to what you mean, this blood mist was released by Zhao Ting?"

Huang Erniu said: "It's not just to release it, you see!" Huang Erniu pointed to the blood on the ground, and there were faint blood mist converging towards the air, condensing into pieces of blood clouds, and the sky and the earth were dark with blood red.

This time, everyone calmed down to see the changes in the blood water, and suddenly woke up.

"What's going on?" Zhao Hong asked in surprise as she watched the blood mist rise.

Huang Erniu said: "This should be a magic spell, hmph, the evil sect is crooked, it can't be Brother Cangyun's opponent." ”

Everyone swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, what? Demon Dao Spell? That is not the means of immortals and demons? How can mortals fight against it? And looking at the scene in front of them, it is indeed not a category that mortals can understand, let alone a duel with the spellcaster, why listen to Huang Erniu's meaning, Cangyun can also spell? Where did it come from? It has always been mysterious, if Cangyun really knows how to spell, why didn't he teach it earlier, and the brothers could drown Zhao Ting with a mouthful of spittle.

Where did Huang Erniu know what these people thought, and continued: "We'd better pull the team and hide, otherwise I'm afraid this place will be ruined." ”

"The whole city is ruined?" Bei Ming asked, his eyes wide, "With such power?"

In fact, there is no need for Huang Erniu to answer, Bei Mingzheng himself can give himself the answer, Zhao Ting's spell has already shown the power to destroy the world, at least in Bei Mingzheng's worldview, this is the disaster that destroys the world, if Zhao Ting has the ability to destroy the entire Jingzhou City with one blow, Bei Mingzheng will also believe it.

"The Demon Sect has such means, why is it only being used now? Bei Ming said.

Zhao Hong and the others all looked gloomy when they heard this.

Only Huang Erniu was full of energy: "Although I am not good at learning and I don't know much about cultivation, I also know that in Kyushu, there is no spiritual power, and mana cannot be used, Zhao Ting's blood method must be with the help of external forces, if I guessed correctly, it is the blood on this battlefield!"

After Zhao Hong was stunned for a while, he exclaimed, "Huang Chao, you still know spells?

Huang Erniu said calmly: "I don't know, Brother Cangyun will, let's run first." ”

Zhao Hong is worthy of the identity of the prince of Dayan, and said: "Okay, since that's the case, let's see if there are any living people who can escape from Jingzhou together." ”

Dongfang Liu asked, "His Royal Highness the Prince, where are we going?"

Zhao Hong took a deep breath: "Go to Dongpeng, Special Drink Prefecture, there is still a secret army there, which can be answered." ”

Everyone responded, and went to smash the door of the people of Jingzhou, and the people took to the streets, seeing the hellish misery, crying and shouting, the six gods had no owner, and under the appeasement of Zhao Hong's remnant soldiers, they dragged their families and mouths, brought food and softness, and prepared to go out of the city from the east gate and escape from the battlefield.

Zhao Tingjun and Beiyi Army were also disheartened, and they were grouped in groups of three or five, and no longer took the initiative to attack.

A huge monster head condensed in the sky above Jingzhou City, blood and qi gathered in all directions, and the monster head suppressed a small half of Jingzhou, with the increase of blood and qi, it was lifelike, as if a flood giant monster wanted to get rid of the shackles of heaven and earth and turn around. The expression of the monster's head followed Zhao Ting's movements: "This is the Demon Sect Divine Dragon, you may be able to withstand the power of the Divine Dragon?"

Cang Yun looked at the monster and couldn't help but cover his face, if Zhao Ting dared to say that this was a dragon in the upper realm, the dragon clan in the demon realm would have to fight with Zhao Ting.

The monster's head rose, revealing its chest, and its two thick arms, as if they were about to crawl out of hell, and the martial arts masters who were still still there, seeing this scene, all weakened their knees and wanted to kneel.

The monster's body is condensed, much smaller, flying away from the sky above Jingzhou City, dragging the long body of the lower body, but it is nine points similar to the dragon body, but it is missing the linjia, reflecting the blood cloud, which is quite majestic. Zhao Ting flew up into the air and imprinted it on the monster's forehead, condescending, ambitious for a while, and said contemptuously: "Cangyun, junior, die!"