Oh......

The two gray clothes suddenly seemed to have thousands of sharp arrows shot into the sea of knowledge, and the two of them howled miserably at the same time, the big knife in their hands fell to the ground, and they squatted on the ground with their hands covering their ears, and their already venomous faces were distorted by extreme pain.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng—"

Tang Haoran swiped the strings with his ten fingers as fast as he could, and the two gray-clothed men rolled wildly on the ground, and soon, blood gushed out from their mouths and nostrils and ears.

"Kill"

Tang Haoran put the qin away, and at the same time as the magic knife in his hand was unsheathed, Xinggang was executed to the extreme, and he stepped out in one step, and the next moment he had already appeared in front of the two gray-clothed people.

Tang Haoran raised and fell with the sword in his hand, the magic knife was accompanied by a roaring sound, and there were terrifying thunder and lightning runes flashing, and the momentum was extremely terrifying.

"Ahh

The moment the blade slashed their heads, the two gray-clothed men who were disturbed by the sound of the piano sobered up a little, and instinctively screamed, but they didn't have time to react, and the two of them intuitively had a blank brain, and there was a bright red color in their eyes, and gradually became extremely black, and finally nothing was seen.

The magic knife swept past the necks of the two people, and the blade was wrapped in black Dao fire, burning the bodies of the two people to ashes in no time.

Two palm-sized humanoids screamed from the firelight and flew into the air.

This is the meta-core of the two gray men.

Tang Haoran casually slashed through with two knives, and the Yuan Core that had just run out was still in a trance, so he screamed miserably, and without even leaving a word, he was slashed into ashes with a knife.

After completely eliminating the two gray-clothed men, Tang Haoran set his eyes on the immortal immortal.

The immortal immortal was still trapped in the formation, and in Tang Haoran's eyes, he was like fish in a frying pot, just waiting for the fire to come out of the pot.

"You are as powerful as a fight, you must be the same as me, which immortal reincarnation are you?"

While being deeply shocked, he felt more and more that Tang Haoran was the reincarnation of a powerful being.

At this time, his essence was only sixty percent left, and the essence in his body was losing at an increasing rate.

"Old fellow, you don't seem to have figured out what the situation is, now I'm asking you a question, you answer honestly, if there is a word that is not true, hehe, you have seen the means of this young man, so you don't need me to remind you more. ”

Tang Haoran's voice suddenly froze, and he asked, "First question, how did you blend into the trialist team and enter the Demon God Tower. ”

"Hmph, this is not simple, the old man's soul is possessed by an unlucky person in advance, and then after entering the Demon God Tower, he will be taken away. ”

There is nothing to hide from the immortal life.

"Second question, I heard that the two gray-clothed men are from the blood clan, they call you Ancestor, so you are also from the blood clan?"

Tang Haoran asked.

"To tell you the truth, the old man was originally the elder of the blood clan, he died a thousand years ago, and his soul was preserved with a special secret method. ”

The immortal raised his head and said.

"Your blood clan's Zhen clan exercises, is it the Blood Demon Sutra?"

Tang Haoran asked.

In his previous life, he had heard that there was a Blood Demon Sutra in the Heavenly World, which was ranked among the top ten evil skills.

"You, do you know the Blood Demon Sutra?"

The arrogant immortal, when he heard Tang Haoran say the three words of the Blood Demon Sutra, he was suddenly stupid, and he suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

The Blood Demon Sutra is a town clan exercise of their blood clan, which has been lost for tens of thousands of years, and almost no one in the outside world has heard of this exercise, even within the blood clan, only a few old guys like him know about the Blood Demon Sutra.

"What's all the fuss about, it's just one of the ten evil skills of the heavens, Ben Shao has not only heard of the Blood Demon Sutra, but also knows the Desolate Heaven Sutra, the Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Method, and so on. ”

Tang Haoran said lightly.

The immortal was so shocked that his mouth almost opened to his ears.

"You, which senior are you?"

"Senior, please let the little one go. ”

The immortal firmly believes that the young man in front of him must be reborn with ancient power, and it is the kind that is far stronger than him.

Tang Haoran didn't even glance at the immortal immortal, and continued: "The Blood Demon Sutra is extremely evil, this method can quickly improve oneself by devouring the essence of other people's bloodlines, this is a typical evil skill that harms others and benefits oneself, it seems that you blood demons are not good birds." ”

"Third question, where is your blood clan?"

Shen Changsheng was stunned, and reacted instantly, he had already sensed a strong killing intent from the young man, how could he say it again, wouldn't that bring ruin to the clan.

"Hmph, the old man fell into your hands, admit it, you want to beat or kill it. ”

The immortal suddenly became angry.

In just a moment of talking, the essence in his body was rapidly lost, and it was already less than fifty percent.

He knew that if he continued, he would only die, but what made him desperate was that he didn't even have a chance to resist.

"Old guy, you want to be happy, think very beautifully, in the past, when you devoured other people's essence and blood, did you ever want to give others a little pleasure? Don't be a hero, wait for death slowly, by the way, you can experience the taste of death." ”

"The king of victory and the defeat of the king, my immortal life should have disappeared a long time ago, and it has been just a survival for so many years. ”

Shen Changsheng was desperate, so he simply lay down on the ground, his limbs facing the sky, his face was colorless, and he put on a posture that a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water.

Indeed, when Tang Haoran took out the Meteor Qin just now, and the scene that shocked the two gray-clothed people appeared, his heart was cold, and he pulled out the cold. He had a gut feeling that even if he managed to get away with it this time, he would die at the hands of this young man sooner or later.

It's an indescribable feeling, it's a completely intuitive feeling, and an intuitive belief that it will happen.

Because the means shown by Tang Haoran were completely beyond his imagination, which could definitely be made up for by just cultivating to a high level.

The most obvious is this set of formations that trapped him, although he cultivated to throw off Tang Haoran eighteen streets, but he just landed on the road, and there was nothing he could do.

And the only straw he pinned on was the two gray-clothed men, who were killed by Tang Haoran by unpredictable means, and they couldn't die anymore.

Thinking about his former ambition again, he originally wanted to get the Blood Demon Sutra and carry forward the blood clan.

Now that I think about it, it's just as funny, it's a joke.

I think he finally saved his soul for 10,000 years, and just wanted to stir up the storm and achieve hegemony, but he encountered this weird few.

The immortal life was like ashes, but the scenes of the past unconsciously echoed in his mind, making him more and more sad the more he thought about it.

……

Time passed quickly, and another three hours passed, and only one percent of the immortal beings in the formation were left to cultivate.

The immortal was full of grief and indignation, and he didn't come up in one breath, and he squirted several mouthfuls of blood in a row.