It's been almost a month and a half.

In just this half a month, above the sky of the Sky Flame Domain, the cumulative thickness of the black clouds had already reached about seven zhang.

But in the face of such a situation, Shuang Ling, who should have been very happy, couldn't be happy.

In the past month and a half, his attitude towards Yeyang is really like a blind person who turns off the lights at night, and he has no idea what he is thinking, nor what his retreat is for.

And this situation is not limited to him alone.

After many days of provocation, Yan Du took the attitude of watching the night sun and even the autumn cold, but Yan Du was like a classmate, or he had changed his temperament, completely shielded Shuang Ling's cynicism, and everything seemed to have nothing to do with him.

It's just that Qiu Han, who has recovered, watched the Muliu King and the others who were still fighting, and the spiritual rain was still falling.

From time to time, a Xuanyin monk died, but for some reason, he could have refused such a death battle and fled, but those Xuanyin powers who fought to the death against King Muliu did not choose to do so.

Perhaps they understood that once they were broken into the Taixuan realm by the Muliu King, at that time, no matter whether they took refuge in that middle domain or stepped into that high domain, there was still no one who would set up a battle with a Taixuan monk in order to protect them.

Rather than waiting for a safe life after fleeing, it is better to take a fight at this moment, and if you win, you don't have to worry too much about your future safety if you have to give up when the time comes.

It's just that King Muliu is the peak of the ninth order of Xuanyin, so how could the person who saw the threshold of Taixuan be knocked down so easily.

"Big brother!"

A terrible shout sounded from the low altitude seventy thousand miles away from the battlefield where the Muliu King was located, and the sound shook into the sky, and the clouds that should have been torn apart were too thick, and there were too many black souls in it, but they also completely absorbed the sound.

The sound dissipated, and there was only one of the two Central Continent powerhouses left, but it was just when the other Xuanyin monks who were besieging them were very excited, and a terrifying scene appeared.

The remaining old man flew towards the corpse of the old man, who was a hundred miles away from him, and was falling to the ground.

He didn't avoid the martial arts that came at him, adding more wounds to his body, and the anger in his eyes weakened a few points in an instant.

The stone giant was crumbling because of the death of an old man, and the other old man, covered in blood, also approached his eldest brother after suffering multiple fatal wounds, and opened his large mouth, which had only a few teeth left, and tore at his eldest brother's neck.

Suddenly, the sudden smell of blood that spewed out directly covered the scent of the scented spiritual rain, and after being a Xuanyin cultivator, it was impossible for the blood to have a little bloody smell at all.

But at this moment, the blood mist and aura emitted by the two old men really made the other Xuanyin monks who came close to feel the disgusting smell.

"Blood Slaughter!"

The forbidden martial arts vocabulary came out of the mouth of the old man who had already sucked his eldest brother into a dried corpse.

The black soul above the sky seemed to be responding to his call, and many evil spirits poured down towards his body, and his strength rushed from the sixth order of the Xuanyin to the ninth order.

It's just that the black soul has brought benefits, but it has also made him the person who is not like a human, and the ghost is not like a ghost, or should I say... Let him show the prototype.

"Bloodseeker!

The cry of fear came from the mouth of a Xuanyin monk closest to the old man, but before he could retreat and flee, a huge hand with only four thick fingers, on which grew fish scales, wriggled from time to time, and the scales that flowed blood pinched his head.

"Bang. ”

Just like when the watermelon was pinched and burst, with the shattering of the skull, the old man who was already facing the same demon fang also appeared in front of people.

opened the mouth of the blood basin and sucked the corpse that was still dripping with blood in two breaths, and turned around to jump out of the range shrouded by the blood mist of 100 meters, and swept towards another Xuanyin monk.

As for the monk who was killed just now, the divine soul was not erased by the old man, just because he became a blood demon and was not interested in the divine soul at all, and naturally he did not kill the divine soul that had left the body, so it also made the monk a little happy.

But after all, it was only for a short time.

Above the sky, the wandering invisible black soul seemed to smell food, and the black soul that was as many as a cow's hair fell from the sky, and the speed did not even give the monk a reaction, and it was swallowed down by many black souls after only two screams.

"Don't hide it! If you make a serious move again, it's just a delay, and you and I will have to die!"

I don't know which Xuanyin monk came from this mouth, but it was also recognized by the other Xuanyin monks who fought against the old man.

But in fact, since the appearance of the stone giant, all the methods used by the two old men have forced them not to relax too much, or to hide that amazing method, so even at this moment of life and death, there are few people who can come up with new things.

Although there are no new methods, when one person is attacked by the blood demon alone, the others are no longer just playing cover as before, to see if they can take advantage of the fisherman.

And the situation here and the appearance of the Blood Demon, even if they were thousands of miles apart, it still reached the ears and eyes of the Muliu King, Yeyang and others, and it also caused some shock in the hearts of some people, just because the Blood Demon was the public enemy of the monk world! Under normal circumstances, it was impossible to live for tens of thousands of years, let alone be able to cultivate to the Xuanyin realm!

...

"Did you expect the existence of the Blood Fiend?"

Yeyang, who hadn't spoken for a long time, finally spoke to Shuang Ling, but this question also made Shuang Ling not know where to answer.

If you don't know the existence of the blood demon, you can vaguely sense that there is indeed an evil spirit through Qidu before the change, but the concealment of that evil aura makes it difficult to distinguish even Qidu, so Shuang Ling doesn't care too much.

After all, what he really needed to care about was King Muliu and the four Yeyang people who were near him at the moment.

Even though Xuanyuan Dao had left not long ago, but just missing Dao Tianzhong, the strength of Qiu Han and Yan Du still made him very jealous, especially at the moment when he met Yeyang, an inexplicable sense of oppression swept through his heart.

Therefore, how could Shuang Ling care too much about all those other circumstances?

"Know a thing or two. ”

Although this response is perfunctory, it also happens to fit the question asked by Yeyang.

The atmosphere once again fell into that eerie silence, and after this time, I don't know how long it will be before Yeyang and Shuang Ling will communicate again...