Standing on the tree tree, his eyes were indifferent to the loss of calm, the fierce blood slaughter, his chic volley step, like a fairy descending to the mortal dust, a posture of indifference, and a deep voice in an indifferent tone;

"In the middle of the combination, the momentum is not weak, but it's a pity, but it's just a chicken, tile and dog ears!"

Hearing this, Blood Slaughter was furious, his blood-red eyes were like a ghost, and his momentum soared to the limit, and he took a step in the direction of forgetting his heart;

"Buzz!"

One step out, a blood-colored cloud appeared under his feet out of thin air, and when he stepped again, another blood-colored cloud appeared out of thin air, and the blood light around the blood slaughter was steaming, and the blood mist was swirling, stepping on the blood-colored cloud and mist to climb the stairs, just like stepping on the ladder to the heavens of the Hell Blood Demon God;

"Humph!"

Forgetting his heart suddenly snorted coldly, with the momentum of cultivation in the middle of the Mahayana period, he went down towards the suppression of the blood slaughter against the sky, he looked at the blood slaughter with condescending cold eyes, and expressed disdain for the actions of the trapped beast, as if the supreme true immortal was looking down on the mortal dust ants;

"Mahayana period!

The footsteps of the blood slaughter against the sky, under the majesty of forgetting the vast sea of forgetfulness, involuntarily sudden, could no longer continue to walk, stayed in the air in embarrassment, tried his best to urge the whole body to cultivate, barely stabilized the faintly falling body, and exclaimed in shock;

"Cult of the Evil God, the poor road has been hidden for a long time, but I have never heard of it, why don't you solve the confusion of the poor road, how about it?"

Forget the heart of the posture of leisurely volleying and emptiness, not in a hurry to slowly step down, the eyes are indifferent and indifferent, the momentum is as heavy as a mountain, but with a bit of ethereal, like stepping on the ladder of heaven and stepping down the steps of the true immortal, the pace seems to be slow, but in fact it is extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it stands opposite to the blood slaughter;

"Wishful thinking!"

The momentum of the blood slaughter was suppressed on the surface of the body, the cold sweat flowed on the hideous face, and it became more and more pale, and he gritted his teeth in response with hatred;

"Poof!"

Blood Tu didn't wait for a heartfelt response, he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of essence blood, and the red blood mist condensed in the void, exuding strange fluctuations and a strong smell of blood;

"Blood Sacrifice!"

Blood Slaughter whispered, his hands folded together, condensing a strange seal, his pale face instantly became like white paper, and his blood-red eyes showed a crazy color, as if he was about to turn into a bloodthirsty demon;

"Buzz!"

The blood mist sprayed in the air by the Blood Slaughter trembled, as if it was pulled by some mysterious force, and quickly condensed towards the top of the handprint condensed by the Blood Slaughter, and after a moment, it changed to make a blood bead that shone with blood light, spinning in the air, emitting a wave of evil fluctuations, and a faint beast roar came out;

"Bang!"

The blood beads exploded with a bang, turning into a hazy blood mist, and quickly spread to his whole body along the magic seal condensed by Blood Tu's hands, merging with the blood-colored brilliance looming on his body surface, turning into fine blood-colored scales all over his body;

"Roar!"

Blood Slaughter raised his head suddenly, let out a low muffled roar in his throat, his eyes looked at Forgetful Heart fiercely and brutally, his blood-red pupils were filled with a rich color of madness, as if he was from a wild demonic beast, staring at his natural enemy with crazy bloodthirsty eyes;

"Ignorant scum, sideways, vain, vulnerable!"

Seeing this, his expression became even more cold and ruthless, and his hands were in the shape of sword fingers in the dantian, each holding two round and wishful pills, which were the purple-red Samadhi True Fire Pill and the black and white Yin and Yang Burst Pill;

"Roar!"

The blood slaughter roared in the sky, and the momentum around his body rose again, barely reaching the late stage of the merger, and took the opportunity to break free from the suppression of the momentum of forgetfulness, a pair of bloody hands backhanded on the waist, two blood-colored daggers appeared instantly, and the clear blood groove flashed with bloodthirsty cold light, exuding a strong evil aura;

"Huh!"

The figure of the blood slaughter slowly squatted, the blood light around the body flickered, and the blood mist was steaming, like a bloodthirsty demon, suddenly ejected, waving two bloodthirsty daggers, volleying towards the forgetfulness of the proud sky, the speed was so fast, like a blood-colored lightning, almost instantaneous;

"Whoosh!"

Forgetting his mind and turning into a phantom, it seems to be dangerous and dangerous, but in fact, he is a bamboo in his chest, and his posture is dashing to avoid the sharp blow of the blood slaughter, and his hands are thrown towards the blood slaughter that has been exhausted, and two pills of different colors instantly break through the air, crossing the mysterious trajectory, and flying towards the blood slaughter like a demonic beast at great speed;

"Woohoo!"

Blood Slaughter seemed to hear a slight sound of breaking the air, turned around quickly, waved his hands wildly, and danced into a ball of blood-colored light and shadow, with a little cold light flashing in the light and shadow, and greeted him without the slightest fear;

"Bang!"

The blood light collided with the two pills in the air, and a terrifying power exploded instantly;

"Boom!"

The sudden violent explosion sounded like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, like a muffled thunder roaring on the flat ground, which shook the ears of the blood slaughter for a while, and the explosion made the blood slaughter tremble, and the blood-colored scales of the body were blown up by the terrifying explosion, and the body involuntarily flew upside down, and was seriously injured in an instant;

"Poof!"

Blood Slaughter's face flushed, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the air, Zhou's body was dripping with blood, and the blood-colored jade crown on his head was also blown into pieces in an instant.

"Boom!"

A gray-black mushroom cloud suddenly evaporated, and at the same time, a dazzling fire instantly appeared, instantly fused with the aftermath of the explosion, and turned into a huge flame light wave, flashing purple, white, gold, and three-color divine light, like the furious sea waves, volleying towards the blood slaughter;

"Roar!"

In the scorching sea of fire, the blood slaughter was burned to a terrible roar, and the blood mist that lingered around the body was instantly burned into nothingness by the fierce and domineering samadhi true fire, and the long hair was also burned into ashes in an instant, and even the eyebrows were burned to a charred black, and the blood-colored scales around the body were constantly crumbling and dissipating;

"Boom!"

The body of the blood slaughter slammed to the ground, and the force of the rapid fall smashed a piece of scorched black ground into a clearly visible human-shaped pit, and the three-color divine fire around the body was burning, like maggots attached to the bones, and there was a momentum that would never give up until it was burned to ashes;

"Whoa!"

With his angry roar, a rich blood light suddenly evaporated around the Blood Slaughter, and it flashed away in an instant, and the Samadhi True Fire infused with the mana without forgetting the heart was also extinguished in an instant, revealing a terrible Blood Slaughter, like a dying demonic beast, the body involuntarily spasmed;

"Danding Sect, when did it appear, such a terrifying monk, Your Excellency, exactly, where is it sacred?"

Bloodslaughter, who was seriously injured, struggled to get up from the ground, staggered and barely stood in the dirt pit, his pale face was scarred, his bloodthirsty eyes gradually dimmed, his face was like ashes, and his voice was hoarse to ask, with a thick unwillingness in his words. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info (To be continued.) )