The demon god wailed, the corpse mountains were stacked, the sea of blood was rolling, and the blood lines frantically converged into Chu Feng's body from the top of Huai Mountain, reflecting Chu Feng, who had turned into bloody and bloody eyes, particularly terrifying.

Qishan Yuanbin looked at Chu Feng's expression a little solemn, he didn't expect that his opponent had clearly reached such a point, and he could still burst out with such a powerful battle intent.

But Qishan Yuanbin had no fear, because he was confident in his cultivation.

He is a monk of the middle of the eighth order, a true middle of the eighth order, and he is the best of them.

He also has two allies, two allies who are not as good as him, but still strong enough.

Qishan Yuanbin was holding a bamboo cane in his hand, a bamboo cane as delicate as jasper and jade, exuding a little holy brilliance from the inside out.

Qishan Yuanbin probed the bamboo cane in his hand, and a blue light mixed with Xiao Yueyi's silver moon and Xun Ruo's fell towards Chu Feng's side.

It was an extremely bright light curtain, whether it was Xiao Yueyi or Xun Ruo's moves, it immediately looked a lot dull under the light that came out of this staff.

The demon god behind Chu Feng let out a roar, and the twelve demon gods stood up one after another, one demon god carried a blood-colored banner, one demon god held up a quaint bell, one demon god held high a rough blood mirror, and one demon god carried a thick big tripod on his shoulders......

They all roared angrily, and their blood swept into the sky like flaming tongues of fire, which cast the heavens and the earth in discoloration.

The Demon God brandished the Blood Banner to intercept the incoming bamboo staff, silver moon, and sword light.

The shadow of the bamboo cane was just a blue light, as if it had penetrated a layer of illusory dreams, and the light that pierced the blood flag not only did not weaken, but became more and more dazzling, as if the emerald green color was really dripping down from the bamboo cane.

And the silver moon and the sword light, although they also broke through the barrier of the blood banner one after another, the light became a little dim.

The phantom of the bamboo cane continued to extend forward, piercing through the big bell, the blood mirror, and the big ding......

Layer after layer of barriers did not intercept the bamboo cane, but made the bamboo cane more and more energetic, more and more vivid as if it had come to life, and the emerald green color reflected in the eyes of the onlookers, and you could immediately feel the vitality.

Chu Feng's face became very gloomy, and he began to retreat, and the pace of retreat was fast and steady.

He knew that Qishan Yuanbin had come prepared, and the possibility of his victory was slim, but he would not give up this last struggle.

However, to his surprise, the speed at which the bamboo cane reached out was faster than the speed at which he retreated, even if he had withdrawn dozens of zhang in an instant, but the phantom of the bamboo cane was like a snake, biting him tightly.

The distance between the bamboo cane and him was getting closer and closer, Chu Feng's expression became more and more solemn, he wanted to face Fei Ziping the same as before, but his Yuan Shen had just leaned out of his body, and he felt extreme pain.

This bamboo cane was very powerful, at least it could restrain the Yuan Shen, and it was even a weapon that was originally designed to injure the Yuan Shen, which made the muscles on Chu Feng's face twitch slightly.

Chu Feng still wanted to retreat, but the bamboo cane had already pressed against Chu Feng's left shoulder blade, and then the phantom soared by three points in an instant, and suddenly penetrated Chu Feng's left shoulder, and blood splashed everywhere.

The bamboo cane didn't stop there, it still bit Chu Feng tightly, and with the slight vibration of Qishan Yuanbin's hand, it suddenly flipped over at a strange angle, and directly tore the wound on Chu Feng's left shoulder, sweeping it towards Chu Feng's neck.

The corner of Chu Feng's mouth was bleeding and he wanted to dodge, but he found that under this green bamboo cane, he had nothing to hide.

It is another instrument of the Great Emperor, and it is completely different from the wooden whip in his hand, the Ning Shi in the hand of Bing Zhiqi, and the piercing night in Xun Kan's hand, this green bamboo cane is completely awakened, and it comes with the power of the Great Emperor.

Even if he had this green bamboo cane, he still had to unite Xun Ruo and Xiao Yueyi, Chu Feng had to admire the caution of Qishan Yuanbin, it was this kind of caution that made Chu Feng completely helpless.

Chu Feng knew that he couldn't dodge, so he didn't want to dodge anymore, the twelve demon gods roared in unison, and attacked forward together, twelve blood rays shone in the sky, and he wanted to exchange injuries with Qishan Yuanbin, or exchange his life.

Chu Feng didn't know if he would still be alive if he was swept by this green bamboo cane, but he didn't care, his only expectation was that the last fight he put his life on would give the opponent a fatal blow.

He wants to make the opponent pay the price.

Qishan Yuanbin faced the twelve demon gods and roared, and his color changed slightly, but he was not ready to accept the move, nor was he ready to dodge, just like Chu Feng couldn't dodge the green bamboo cane in his hand, he couldn't dodge Chu Feng's twelve demon gods' twelve attacks.

And this is also because of the green bamboo cane he holds in his hand.

Even if the person who handed over the green bamboo cane to him had made the green bamboo cane completely obey him, but to control the green bamboo cane, he also had to consume a great deal of energy.

That's why Qishan Yuanbin needs allies, he needs allies to help him fend off attacks from the other side.

Xiao Yueyi and Xun Ruo both understood that the key at this time was no longer on them, but on who died first between Qishan Yuanbin and Chu Feng.

If Qishan Yuanbin died first, then it would naturally be difficult for them and Chu Feng to stand on the same front again.

Therefore, they must do their best to protect Qishan Yuanbin, even if they are seriously injured because of it - after all, their last hope of survival lies in Qishan Yuanbin.

A round of silver moons flew around Xiao Yueyi, and the sword light around Xun Ruo poked out like a mountain, resisting the continuous violent attacks of the twelve demon gods.

But how could the angry cries and screams of the twelve demon gods before their deaths, and the attacks they exerted with all their strength, be so easily resisted?

The blood flag hunted, sweeping out one after another of void light, dyeing the round of bright silver moon with a blood halo, dyed strange and weird, but the flag was also torn open one by one, and gradually turned into rags.

The bell flew up into the sky, and then fell down on the earth, carrying the wind and thunder, striking the silver moon and making a roar.

The bell began to warp and deform, cracks appeared, and the Silver Moon collapsed into countless gaps, ready to dissipate into the air at any moment.

The sword light poked out like a dragon, but the cold blood mirror was glowing, and a blood sword was handed out from the side, slashing down on the sword light, and immediately eroded the sword light and became dull.

Dading slammed down on the top of Xun Ruo's head, Xun Ruo probed the sword, but the tip of the sword was bent abruptly, pressing the sword body almost bent over a full ninety degrees, and then broke several pieces, Xun Ruo was even more pressed and spit out a mouthful of blood, his feet fell into the ground for more than a full foot, and his body was already trembling involuntarily.

The demon god roared, and the monstrous dark dead qi behind it condensed into a demon, roaring angrily between blood light, silver moon and sword light, spitting out puffs of black smoke towards the world of the living, waving their claws, ready to tear apart the enemy in front of them.

Xun Ruo and Xiao Yueyi struggled to support it, and were forced to retreat step by step, they didn't know why this should have been just a moment, why it had become so long, and they didn't know why Chu Feng, who had clearly not had the slightest strength to fight back, had such a strong power to fight to the death, but they could still support it with all their might, and they could still forcibly support it until they died in battle, or Chu Feng died in battle.

The attacks of the demon gods are more ferocious than one wave, more brutal than one wave, leaving no behind, nor any mercy, they only have the intent to fight in their eyes, only the intent to kill, and they will never stop.

This is their violent war spirit, the resentment and curse of the life in the world left by countless dead souls, once awakened, even if it is just a little, it can change the color of heaven and earth.

The sky was full of dancing blood, and the air was filled with ferocious battle intent, and all the onlookers felt that ominous aura, and they found that their emotions had become uncontrollable, and they wanted to fight and kill when they saw those demon gods and evil spirits going crazy in the field.

The blood in their bodies boiled in an instant, they felt hot all over, and the strange burning sensation made them tremble with excitement, and a roar began to gather in their mouths, just wanting to roar with the crazy demon god, roar together!

Qishan Yuanbin's face finally changed, the corner of his eyes looked at the mountain, he knew that someone was meddling in this matter on the mountain, he changed slightly, although the other party was unwilling to reveal his true identity, but the other party could still kill himself with Chu Feng's hand.

But Chu Feng was completely unaware of all this, he had been engulfed by crazy battle intent, he just wanted to keep fighting like crazy, he just wanted to kill endlessly, this feeling was good, he was unwilling to give up.

The green bamboo cane stopped clinging to Chu Feng's neck, and a coolness was transmitted to Chu Feng's body, Chu Feng couldn't help but shiver, and his consciousness suddenly woke up, he was a little afraid of his previous thoughts, he knew that the influence of the Blood Demon Sutra on him was getting deeper and deeper, especially when he was forced to die, he couldn't escape the ferocious anger of the Blood Demon Sutra.

But the two people in front of him, of course, should be killed.

Chu Feng pursed his lips, a demon god blood knife rotated, and an elegant arc was drawn in midair, and then the sound of the wind blowing sounded above the silent hall.

It wasn't the sound of the wind blowing, it was the sound of blood spurting.

Xiao Yueyi and Xun Ruo's heads spun and flew up at the same time, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

The twelve demon gods did not give them a chance to regenerate, and the blood tripod incorporated the head into the tripod, collecting the spurted blood and began to stew, and the blood tower fell from the sky, directly suppressing the two bodies into blood sludge.

There was hot blood falling on Chu Feng's lips, and Chu Feng stretched out his pink tongue and licked his lips.

The taste of blood, some fishy and some sweet, but that's not the point.

The key is that Chu Feng suddenly felt that the taste of blood was also quite good.

Then, he himself shuddered and felt an inexplicable fear of himself.

But I don't know why, at the bottom of this fear...... But it seems to be a faint layer of joy.