In midair, blood-red and purple-black light complemented each other, blooming with a gorgeous and dazzling brilliance.

Everyone put their hands in front of their eyes, for fear that the bright light in front of them would stab their eyes. Although they blocked their eyes, their strong curiosity drove them to stop their eyes in mid-air

A blood-colored red cloud exuded a touch of demonic strangeness, and after everyone saw it, it seemed that their hearts and minds had been taken away. On the other hand, the purple-black crescent moon was not afraid at all, and a violent spiritual power fluctuation continued to explode around it, desperately resisting the demonic red clouds in mid-air.

Tu Mingyuan and Jiang Feng were both holding their handprints to the death, and the two spiritual skills were fighting to the death in mid-air, once there was a mistake, I was afraid that their lives would be gone.

And at this moment, Tu Mingyuan's expression was obviously much more relaxed than Jiang Feng's, and Jiang Feng was already sweating profusely, mixed with the blood stains on his face, which made people look a little hideous.

Feeling the power of the demonic blood cloud in mid-air, Jiang Feng couldn't hold on a little, and there was a sound of bones breaking in his body.

He held his handprint with difficulty, and said in his heart: Could it be that there is really such a big gap between the Spiritual Realm and the Psychic Realm?

If this lets others know what Jiang Feng is thinking, I'm afraid it will really collapse: your son is just in the middle stage of the Spirit Realm, didn't you see the fate of those old guys in the late stage of the Spirit Realm just now?

Besides, he has been fighting against Tu Mingyuan for so long, even if he is defeated, he is still glorious despite defeat. It's a pity that it's just the current situation, but the battle between life and death is not a competition.

Jiang Feng, who was a little impatient, carefully felt the blood cloud in mid-air again. A strange red glow passed through his eyes, making him shudder and chills:

What is this, and why is it so weird?

Because Jiang Feng felt endless coldness and deathly aura from the red glow......

Suddenly, the white lotus in his Danhai Sea, like a cat with fried hair, suddenly began to spin rapidly, and even showed a hint of impatience.

The origin spiritual power in his Danhai was all pulled by that white lotus and constantly rotated, and even in his Danhai, a whirlpool was formed

Jiang Feng took a breath of cold air and said to himself: "What's going on? Since I subdued this White Lotus Pure Fire, it has always been honest in the Danhai, why is it so manic now? Could it be related to the blood cloud in mid-air?

Looking up at the blood cloud in mid-air, feeling the strange feeling coming from it, Jiang Feng seemed to remember something, the Red Dragon Venerable seemed to have something with him at the beginning.

At this moment, Jiang Feng suddenly remembered: By the way, that old man, this White Lotus Pure Fire is restraining the evil demons, and today this White Lotus Pure Fire is extremely excited, could it be that the blood cloud in mid-air is the evil demon method cultivated by Tu Mingyuan?

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng couldn't help but be secretly happy.

If it's really as I guessed, then I have a way to restrain Tu Mingyuan, a dog thief.

However, all this is just my speculation, if it is not as I imagined, once I fall for his spiritual skills, I am afraid that I will either die or be injured, what will happen then?

For a while, Jiang Feng was in a dilemma. After a few breaths, he glanced at the two spiritual skills that were being duel in mid-air, the purple-black crescent moon had already had some traces of defeat, and he finally made up his mind:

You have to fight hard, if you don't take any other way, if you go on like this, sooner or later you will still be broken by Tu Mingyuan's spiritual skills, and at that time, I am afraid that I will not be able to fight back.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng immediately sold a flaw, showing that he was overwhelmed.

When high-level cultivators fight, especially when they are in a stalemate, it is a matter of whose endurance is stronger, and they don't give the other party a flaw. Jiang Feng sold this flaw, how could he escape Tu Mingyuan's eyes.

Seeing Jiang Feng's flaws, Tu Mingyuan was ecstatic in his heart:

I know that how can your cultivation in the middle of the Spirit Realm be able to compete with me, that is, it is purely more powerful, how can you compare to my blood cloud.

Tu Mingyuan suddenly slapped his palms and shouted:

"Break it for me!"

The blood cloud in mid-air instantly found a gap from the weak point of the purple-black crescent, and exploded violently, shattering the purple-black crescent, and rushed towards Jiang Feng like a bamboo.

Although the shattering of the purple and black crescent moon just now had consumed a large amount of spiritual power of the Blood Stygian Cloud, the remaining spiritual power of the Blood Stygian Cloud now was enough to kill or seriously injure this son of the end of the strong crossbow.

With a "bang", the blood cloud slapped on Jiang Feng's body, and the powerful force made Jiang Feng's entire body fly upside down, spitting out a mouthful of blood on his back.

"Kaede—"

The old monsters in the distance were grief-stricken and wept.

"Why are you bothering, why bother!"

Master Yan, who was sitting on the ground, was healing, looking at Jiang Feng who flew out upside down, his eyes were jerky.

Fang Wenhong punched the stone slab, he was already seriously injured, but after seeing Jiang Feng being hit hard, he was immediately angry again, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in a row:

Tu Ming...... Tu Mingyuan...... I'm going to kill ...... Kill you. ”

Fang Wenhong's eyes were bloody, his lips trembled, and he was about to rush out, but he was held down by Fang Tai:

"Don't go over, if you go, you will be sent to death. ”

"But, but Kaede ......"

Fang Wenhong couldn't hide his sadness.

"Alas, this is the child's life, our Fang family owes him too much. ”

Fang Tai glanced at Tu Mingyuan, and then said in a low voice:

"Wen Hong, if things reach a point where there is no room for maneuver in a while, I will blow up my spirit body, and then you take advantage of the situation to escape and leave some incense for our Fang family. ”

"Head of ......"

"You are the root of our Fang family, I am already old, and I will rely on you in the future. I've made up my mind, you don't want it anymore. ”

Fang Wenhong's lips moved slightly, he wanted to do something more, but seeing Fang Tai's resolute expression, he knew that nothing was useless now.

In the distance, Jiang Feng was lying on the ground, his chest was still rising and falling slightly.

Jiang Feng closed his eyes tightly, and scolded in his heart: Fortunately, Lao Tzu's cultivation of the "Beast Spirit Demon Codex" is far stronger than ordinary people, otherwise the blow just now would really kill him.

Now his whole body seems to be falling apart, every joint, every bone, every inch of muscle, is conveying a feeling to him, that is, pain.

But that's not all, after that blood cloud hit him, Jiang Feng only felt a strange dark red spiritual power, invading into his spiritual vein, and it was following his spiritual vein, invading towards his Danhai.

Tu Mingyuan looked at Jiang Feng, who was still breathing, and said secretly:

Let your son live for a while, and when my blood cloud reaches your Danhai, I will completely refine your origin spiritual power, and then I will extract the blood cloud again, and your spiritual power will be mine.

Son, I didn't expect it! Others only say that my Tu Mingyuan Blood Soul Soul Power is infinitely powerful, but the real power of Blood Cloud is that it can refine the Origin Spiritual Power and then use it for me.

When your Origin Spiritual Power is refined, you will be a waste if you don't die. Even if it is death, you are worth it, and it is your luck to die under the blood of my slaughterer.

At this time, the demonic blood cloud had gradually begun to converge towards Jiang Feng's Danhai, and when the last trace of the blood cloud reached the Danhai, Tu Mingyuan's mouth showed a sly smile:

"Son, give me your spiritual power, refine it for me!"

As Tu Mingyuan formed a handprint with one hand, the blood cloud began to gather continuously in the Dan Sea, and finally transformed into a blood cloud again, heading towards the depths of Jiang Feng's Dan Sea.

When he cleared the layers of cyan clouds in Jiang Fengdanhai, suddenly the blood clouds trembled all over his body, and then turned his head and ran.

Because in front of its eyes, a holy and pure white lotus appeared standing between the earth, exuding a shining brilliance. The demonic blood cloud, instinctively felt the manic scorching power contained in it, and knew that it was not an opponent, so he turned his head and ran wildly.

The Pure World White Lotus was not in a hurry, it rotated for a week, its lotus petals slowly opened one, and then turned into a white silk thread, and suddenly, like lightning, rolled towards the blood cloud that fled frantically.

Although the speed of the blood cloud is fast, it is not as fast as the petal of the white lotus, and after all, it is in Jiang Feng's Dan Sea, and his origin spiritual power is constantly setting up obstacles for the blood cloud.

Soon, the white silk thread caught up with the blood cloud, and then began to wind around the blood cloud frantically, and finally wrapped the demonic blood cloud into a rice dumpling, and then dragged it violently, dragging the entire blood cloud back to Bai Lian's side.

The blood cloud in mid-air let out a plea, but Bai Lian was unmoved.

The Pure World White Lotus spun around again, and then the white silk thread threw the blood cloud violently, and it happened to fall on its own stamen, Zheng Bailian was like a human being, and with a "bang", the blood cloud was swallowed alive.

Then the white lotus seemed to be a little unsatisfied, and shook its lotus body violently towards the void behind her, as if she was very dissatisfied with the food Jiang Feng had found for it.

Then it staggered, and hid in Jiang Feng's green and misty origin spiritual power, as if it was asleep.

"Your uncle, you ate it?"

Jiang Feng looked at his Danhai carefully, his face incredible.

But just when he was speechless about what the Pure World White Lotus had done, Tu Mingyuan, who was in the distance, suddenly burst out with a heart-rending shout:

"Bastard, bastard, what the hell have you done, what have you done! Give me back my blood cloud, give me back ......"

The blood cloud was swallowed by the white lotus and Tu Mingyuan, and the whole person became crazy. But at this moment, compared with before, his face became extremely pale, and the spiritual pressure he exuded was far inferior to just now.

Jiang Feng staggered to his feet, spat the blood in his mouth, looked at Tu Mingyuan in the distance, and finally settled down in his heart:

Lao Tzu finally made the right bet, you old man, you really practice evil arts!

However, looking at Tu Mingyuan's appearance now, Jiang Feng immediately understood in his heart that that demonic blood cloud had a vital connection with him, and even the foundation of his cultivation.

The blood cloud was swallowed, I'm afraid Tu Mingyuan was not lightly injured, if he doesn't kill you at this time, how long will he wait.

A smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Feng's mouth.