I forgot to find a fairly clean ground, sat cross-legged without any scruples, my arm shook, and a dark cyan pill appeared in the middle of the sword finger, the pill flashed with a dark blue brilliance, and the eight Dan Dao lines loomed, circulating a hazy black and gray mist, and faintly a ghost cry came out;

"Xuandan releases the soul! Urgent as the law!"

The forgetful sword finger was holding the Xuanqing elixir, and the other hand was pinched into a sword finger, the mana of the fingertips flickered, and a mysterious seal was drawn in the void, and it suddenly pointed at the Xuanqing elixir;

"Buzz!"

The dark cyan pill instantly bloomed with blue light, and the gray-black mist that lingered around the pill rolled violently;

"Snort!"

A string of light sounds came out of the dark cyan elixir, and a gray-black mist gushed out, hovering in the air and turning into blood-colored ghost shadows, the dark red ghost eyes were blank, and the dark cyan ghost face was expressionless, floating in the air in mid-air, like a puppet without spiritual consciousness;

"Blood Wind, Blood Rain, Blood Fire, Don't wake up yet, when will you wait!"

Forgetting to raise his hand, he summoned the soul of blood, blood, rain and blood and fire in front of him, urged the mana to condense in his mouth, and whispered at them, his slightly hoarse voice was full of majesty;

"Uh... What's wrong with me?"

Blood Rain was the first to come to his senses, his blood-colored ghost eyes were full of doubts, he looked around blankly, raised a pair of ghost claws to cover the ghost head and whispered;

"Bloodfire, what's wrong with you?

Blood Wind turned his head to look at the blood fire that had just woken up from a big dream, and asked in a deep voice in disbelief;

"I don't know, I just remember that we were attacking the outsider, uh... Why are you here?

Blood Wind also covered the ghost's head with his ghost claws, and replied in a daze, but suddenly his eyes turned and he saw the forgetfulness sitting opposite them, and immediately his expression changed suddenly, and the cold voice in his tone was not good;

"Hmph! Your hall master has been killed by the poor road, and now you are just a soul, if you dare to be presumptuous to the poor road, the poor road will let your soul fly away and be wiped out!"

Forgetfulness looked cold and ruthless, and his tone was cold and indifferent, and he opened his mouth to warn, if he hadn't wanted to get the news about the Cult of Evil Gods from their mouths, Forgetfulness would have sent them into the Netherworld Mansion, so why bother;

"What? If you speak wildly and talk nonsense, you can kill our hall master?

Bloody Wind sneered disdainfully, searching around for the figure of the Blood Slaughter with an unwilling face;

"Look for death!"

The hot-tempered blood fire, hearing this, was furious, subconsciously reached out to touch his waist, and at the same time flew towards the forgetfulness of the heart, and when he was halfway down, his body suddenly sudden, the dark blue grimace face was full of disbelief, and the blood-colored ghost's eyes were full of intense horror;

"How so?"

Blood Fire didn't touch the dagger, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and he quickly stopped his figure and looked down, only to see two pairs of thin dark cyan palms, covered with sharp nails, flashing with dark cyan glow, and suddenly exclaimed in disbelief;

"Are we really dead?"

Seeing this, Blood Wind was also suddenly stunned, subconsciously raised the ghost claw to look, and whispered in disbelief;

"I vaguely remember that we seemed to have been blown up by something he used to knock us out, and now it seems that he is right, we are really dead, and the hall master will probably not escape his fate, otherwise, he would not be so fearless!"

Blood Rain looked at the mysterious forgetfulness, the blood-red ghost eyes were gloomy as water, and he whispered thoughtfully, his heart was full of bitterness, more puzzled, and inexplicably frightened, as if they were souls, they were facing an emperor of the underworld who was in charge of souls;

"You killed us, and you drained our souls, what the hell do you want to do?"

Blood Wind looked at the group of ghosts floating behind them, and through the familiar grimaces in the strangeness, he could vaguely identify that it was the people from the Blood Refining Hall who he led, and they also saw that they were also soul bodies, and they questioned in a deep voice with anger;

"Humph!"

Forgetfulness couldn't help but be a little annoyed, feeling that the blood wind didn't know the current affairs, and immediately his tone became even colder, implying anger and scolding in a deep voice;

"It is the blood slaughter that kills you, and it is the poor Dao who extracts the soul of the poor Dao, if you and the others inform the poor Dao about the Cult of the Evil God, maybe the poor Dao will open the net and send you and the others to the Netherworld Mansion, and after Yama and the judge judge the good and evil, you can be reincarnated and become a new person, otherwise..."

The words of forgetfulness were not finished, but the implicit meaning in them was self-evident, undisguised revealing a strong threat, and there was a condescending arrogance in the tone, as if the emperor of the world, who held the power of life and death, was looking down on the ant-like sentient beings;

"Stinky Taoist priest who hides his head and tail, Hugh is talking nonsense! Even if I die as a ghost with blood and fire, I will not compromise with you!"

The blood and fire roared at the forgetfulness, the ghost qi around the body was violently steaming and rolling, a pair of blood-colored ghost eyes were full of madness after doubt, the dark cyan grimace was hideously twisted, and the fangs and claws rushed towards the forgotten heart, and the sharp ghost claws danced a claw shadow in the void, flashing with a dark cold light;

"Presumptuous!"

Seeing this, the anger in his heart soared, and his momentum instantly came out of his body, like a sacred mountain as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he went towards the blood and fire that rushed in, and at the same time, he quickly wiped the sword finger in the dantian, holding a purple-red pill, pointing at the crazy blood and fire;

"Bloodfire!"

Xuefeng, who was in a complicated mood, was awakened by the sudden burst of forgetfulness, and when he saw the crazy actions of Blood and Fire, he couldn't help but exclaim, his tone was full of worry, and he was also full of doubts and incomprehension;

"Be careful!"

The blood rain, who had been contemplating and contemplating, not only saw the crazy behavior of blood and fire, but also saw the purple-red pill sandwiched between the fingers of the forgetful sword, and the picture of the enemy before death flashed through his mind in an instant, and in the incomparably clear picture, a purple-red pill was bursting with terrifying power;

"Bang!"

Half of the blood and fire, by the sudden heavy pressure, crushed to the ground, unwilling to struggle, but sad to find that there is nothing to do, at this moment, he is like an ant with a giant mountain, it is a blessing that he is lucky not to die, and there is no power to resist;

"Since you die without repentance, then the poor way will make your soul scattered!"

The cold voice with a cold and merciless expression of forgetfulness was low, and the right hand holding the purple-red elixir was slowly raised, and the sword pointed at the blood fire that could not be moved, ready to burn it to death with the Samadhi True Fire Pill;

"Wait, as long as you let go of the blood fire, I blood rain promise you with my soul that I will tell you everything I know, about the Cult of the Evil God, without reservation!"

Seeing this, Blood Rain hurriedly floated forward, pleading in a low voice to forget his heart, and when Blood Wind heard this, he looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, thinking that Blood Fire was in danger, so he had to acquiesce without saying a word. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info (To be continued.) )