The few remaining Yan family monks in the late stage of foundation building, although they were also bound by the rope and cut into the skin, but when they saw the tragic appearance of their fellow clan, they did not hesitate to exchange life for life, and under the outbreak of strong cultivation, they finally shattered the rope and broke free from the bondage, but they sprayed blood one by one, and the cultivation was greatly damaged.

Five people who escaped from the later stage of the foundation building, looking at Zhao Song's gaze, full of resentment and murderous intentions, the five people slapped the top of their heads at the same time, spurted out a mouthful of blood at the same time, and at the same time pinched the law in their hands, the blood of the five people fused together in the air, and quickly changed from blood red to black, and then spread and expanded, turning into black mist, and in the black mist, a black-faced and double-headed ghost walked out of the black mist.

As soon as the double-headed ghost walked out, the air fluctuated around the week, and a gloomy feeling spread, the whole world seemed to have become an underworld, and the double-headed ghost stepped out in one step, as if the distance from Zhao Song was widened, but the next moment it appeared directly in front of Zhao Song, and the huge ghost claws slapped at Zhao Song's body.

Zhao Song's eyes flashed blood, and the thunder and lightning roared all over his body, just before the ghost claw came, the thunder and lightning shattered the space, breaking the prison of distance and space, Zhao Song's body disappeared in place in an instant, and the claw of the ghost slapped on the place where Zhao Song was standing, roaring loudly, cracks appeared on the ground, and five deep claw marks appeared on the hard ground, like five deep ravines.

Zhao Song appeared behind the two-headed ghost and was about to make a move, but one of the heads of the two-headed ghost had been turned to his back, looking at Zhao Song's creepy grin, the other ghost claw had already swept over, Zhao Song was too late to dodge, so he could only raise his left hand and block it with his arm.

'Boom-', Zhao Song was directly slapped away, Rao is body is as strong as a golden pill, but he still has a piece of flesh torn off his arm, the skin of the whole arm is open, the blood is flying, and the white clothes are dyed red, this ghost claw is not sharp!

The two-headed ghost put the bloody ghost claw into his mouth and licked it, revealing an even more eerie ghost smile, and rushed towards Zhao Song again, opening his fangs and exposing the ghost mouth, but he wanted to take a bite of the delicious human in front of him.

Zhao Song's arm was dripping with blood, he couldn't see the slightest expression of pain on his face, it was just cold and cruel, the demonic nature in his body slowly awakened in the killing, the smell of blood made the demon mind crazy, the absorption of the Yan family's monk's blood just now was not his technique, this was the awakening of demonic nature, a kind of demonic instinct control, full of domineering and bloody, although Zhao Song was still sober, he didn't want to stop it, he didn't want to suppress it.

Seeing the two-headed ghost pounce, one of the heads opened its mouth, Zhao Song raised the uninjured right hand, and a blood-colored light cluster instantly appeared on the right hand, which was part of the many qi and blood absorbed just now, and the blood-colored light cluster exuded an aura of restlessness and unease, and was thrown directly at the head of the powerful ghost with its big mouth open.

The two-headed ghost felt the delicious breath in the light cluster, and took a bite without hesitation, and the surface of enjoyment actually appeared on the ugly face, but just as Zhao Song said the word "explosion!" in his mouth, one of the heads of the double-headed ghost exploded directly, and the power of destruction spread, instantly submerging the whole body of the ghost, and the two-headed ghost didn't have time to roar, so it turned into nothingness.

The Yan family's five foundation building later stages spurted blood at the same time, their faces were incredulous, their faces were pale, and the breath of their whole body was weakened a lot with the breaking of the spell, obviously with the strength of his five people, it was also very difficult to destroy this double-headed ghost spell, once the spell was broken, they were even more seriously injured, they thought it was a means of killing, but they accidentally injured themselves, they never expected that the combination spell that could fight with Jin Dan was actually broken by this inconspicuous little monk in front of them.

Where did they know? Just now, Zhao Song was very difficult to face the two-headed ghost, if it weren't for his sensitive body and strong body, which was different from ordinary people, otherwise he was afraid that even if he didn't die, serious injury would be the best result, and the power of the qi and blood of the thirty or so Yan family monks absorbed by the demon body would have to be used in the end, so that he would have such a great lethality and destroy the two-headed ghost whose cultivation far surpassed his own!

Just when the five of them were taken aback and injured by the spell, how could Zhao Song let go of this golden opportunity, these were five late-stage foundation building monks, taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

With a shake of his body, he rushed directly towards the five people, and there was a magic skill secretly brewing in his hand, just waiting for the five people to kill as soon as he got close.

But at the moment when his figure had just taken a step, there was a white-haired old man among the five people on the other side, who suddenly rushed out, and his momentum climbed at an unimaginable speed, and the speed of rushing out increased dramatically, and he saw that Zhao Song, who was about to rush in.

The other four shouted at the same time: "Big brother, don't!"

Zhao Song's eyes were grim, and a life and death crisis was coming, this was an intuition that only people who had reached a certain level of soul and cultivation and had been through life and death for a long time would have an intuition, watching the other party's body grow rapidly and approaching quickly, knowing that this was the other party who wanted to blow himself up, and with the power of self-destructive destruction, he should die with himself, this was to sacrifice himself in exchange for the safety of his family members.

For the first time, Zhao Song had some respect for the Yan family, but he couldn't let him extinguish his determination to avenge the entire Dragon City for the Zhao family and the Liu family.

Seeing that the other party's self-explosion crisis was approaching, if it was affected, even if Zhao Suan's physical strength was strong, he would be blown up and scattered, but instead of retreating, Zhao Song rushed forward with an exploding speed, and the remnants of the Dao behind him brought the five layers of the Thousand Illusions to the extreme, and in an instant, he came to the old man, stretched out a palm, and pressed it directly on the old man's chest.

The white-haired old man's body had turned into a round ball, and the chaotic aura swam in his body, and when he saw Zhao Song in front of him, his eyes were full of madness: "Ha-ha-ha! Let's go with the old man, you are already very good at doing this!"

But the next moment, the old man was stunned, and found that the white-clothed red-haired young man in front of him had a blood-red eye in his eyes, and there was a dead silence in the blood-red, and his palm pressed on his chest, and countless blood-colored tentacles broke through his protection and slashed into his body.

The old man was startled, the madness in his eyes was even better, and he slapped his hand on the top of his head, and an even more explosive aura erupted in his body again, which was the last impact of burning life and burning Daoji.

Zhao Song also felt this change, his eyes were blood-red, and he stretched out his other palm and pressed it on the old man's chest, the old man's body that was about to explode exploded again, and his body shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, his blood and qi cultivation were all withdrawn, his face became even older, and finally turned into dry bones.

Zhao Song felt that his mana had become a little deeper, especially the demonic nature had awakened a little, and his cultivation in the late stage of foundation building was much stronger than that in the early and middle stages of foundation building, and his qi and blood power were naturally not the same.

It's complicated, everything just happened in an instant, Zhao Song destroyed the old man's self-explosion, and rushed directly to the four injured late stage of foundation building with Yu Wei, the rich blood qi traveled all over the body, and the sky-high evil qi formed a vortex above his head, forming an earth-shattering coercion that enveloped the people who looked at him.

The four late-stage cultivation of foundation building originally had a great reputation on this side, but at this moment, Zhao Song killed the strongest among them, and then destroyed the power of self-explosion of one, which was even more because of the earth-shattering aura on the other party's body.

Just as Zhao Song walked by, the blood all around him was permeated, turning into several blood-colored big hands, directly enveloping several late stage of foundation building, and the screams occurred from it, shocking the monks in the audience, the blood mist big hands each shrunk into a blood-colored light cluster, flying towards Zhao Song and merging into his body, the momentum of his whole body was stronger at this moment, the injury on his left arm was intact as before, all the previous injuries and consumption were all repaired in these parts, and his cultivation reached the peak at this moment, his eyes were more bloody, and his face was a little blurry under the shroud of blood ** mist.

"Let go of the shackles, a thought becomes an immortal, a thought turns into a demon, the calamity and strife arise from the immortals, the killing of the spirit and the immortal are all pseudo-immortals, the gods and demons ask the wrath of the heavens, the heavens, the earth and all the spirits are the master, the gods and demons are of the same origin, all by your thoughts!" At this moment, an illusory and distant magic voice sounded in Zhao Song's mind, Zhao Song's whole body was shocked, he felt that the demonic nature in his body was truly awakened, but his consciousness was still relatively clear, just a crazy killing heart, which was breeding madly, he could have suppressed it, but he didn't want to suppress it.