In just a short moment, the face of the Blood Floating Slaughter suddenly changed, and then a huge sound sounded, and the two stone doors of the blood chamber shattered in response, and in the midst of the debris, a huge cyan sword qi suddenly appeared, slashing towards the Blood Floating Slaughter. This sword qi was so fast, in just a few breaths, this sword qi had already approached the head of the Blood Floating Slaughter. Blood Futu's eyes were cold, if he caught the Ghost God Bead, then his right hand would inevitably be cut into powder by this huge sword qi. But if he didn't answer the ......, in a flash of lightning, the palm of his right hand, exhaled his strength, and the ghost bead was supported by an invisible air current, and suddenly flew up again. Blood Futu hurriedly dodged, and was able to avoid this sword qi, but saw that wherever this sword qi went, rubble flew everywhere, and it actually split a deep ravine for no reason in the hard ground of the blood chamber, the power of this sword, and even Yusi!

Blood Floating Tu took a slight breath of cold air, and before he could speak, he heard a cold voice sound, "Blood Floating Tu, you have harmed the people, wantonly grabbed the essence element, and you have done such a terrible thing, today, you are dead." Blood Futu turned to face the man, and smiled strangely, "It's worthy of two fathers and sons, even the tone of their speech is the same!" "The person who came was dressed in a blue shirt and his face was like a crown of jade, it was Ye Zonglun.

Ye Zonglun and Sikong Xiaoman, chased and killed the Netherworld disciples all the way, until they reached the door of the blood room, Ye Zonglun split the blood room with a sword, and saw that the Blood Floating Slaughter was about to grab a gray bead, he didn't know what the bead was, but intuitively, he only felt that the bead was very important, so he slashed at the Blood Floating Slaughter with another sword. At this moment, he looked at this blood room, the blood room, full of bloody, cruel smell, next to a huge bronze tripod, scattered no less than a hundred and ten white bone skeletons, and as far as he saw with his own eyes, he was angry in his heart, and he scolded him, but he heard the blood floating slaughter say this, Ye Zonglun's heart moved, and secretly screamed that it was not good, but he saw the blood floating slaughter dodging, reached out from behind him, grabbed a ragged, unkempt person, and threw it away, still under his feet.

Ye Zonglun's heart was shocked, although the person who was captured by the Blood Floating Slaughter couldn't see his face clearly, but his heart trembled slightly, and he called softly, "Ganan? Canaan? Ye Jianan saw the huge cyan sword qi like a match just now, and knew that this was the Xuanqing Dao Method, and when Ye Zonglun opened his mouth, he no longer had any doubts, but in his heart, he really didn't want to meet Ye Zonglun in this kind of scene, he lowered his head and avoided the side, hoping that Ye Zonglun didn't notice him. It's just that the grasp of the Blood Floating Slaughter, let alone Ye Jianan at this moment, even when the original cultivation was still there, it was impossible to avoid the grasp of this Netherworld Sect Master.

Ye Jianan raised his head and saw Ye Zonglun looking at him with a little suspicion and a little concern, he struggled to stand up, but his body was scarred, his body was rickety, and he was shaking, only to hear a hoarse voice sound, "I'm Ye Jianan, but you, who are you!" He turned his head to look at the Bloodfloating Slaughter and sneered, "I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." At the beginning, I betrayed Xuanqing, that is, the person in front of me wanted to kill me, the kindness of father and son, has long been severed, and now I am in this situation, I am afraid that the happiest is Ye Zonglun, he used to be afraid that I would do a little bad thing, and he would tarnish his reputation of Xuanqing Ye Zonglun, and now, the more humble I am, the more I sink, the happier he is, because without him, I am nothing, not even a beggar on the side of the road. ”

Every time Ye Jianan said a word, Ye Zonglun's face turned pale, and by the time he finished speaking, Ye Zonglun's face was already pale and bloodless, and Sikong Xiaoman on the side couldn't look at it, and whispered, "Senior Brother Ye, you ...... Why do you talk like that, Uncle Ye, he ......" "Xiao Man! Ye Zonglun drank Sikong Xiaoman and continued to speak. just looked at Ye Jianan and whispered, "I know that you hate me, you are stubborn, and you are doing nonsense all day long, it is my fault, the son does not teach, the father's fault, it is I who did not discipline you well, I am sorry for you." ”

In Ye Jianan's eyes, a trace of coldness flashed through him, and he said coldly, "Are you sorry for me?" Ye Zonglun said in a low voice, "Yes." Ye Jianan said disdainfully, "Then I will ask you something, and you tell the truth." Without waiting for Ye Zonglun to respond, he looked directly into Ye Zonglun's eyes and said coldly, "Who is Yu Wufang?" Ye Zonglun was startled, as if someone had been hammered into his heart with a huge hammer, his face turned much paler in an instant, and his voice was bitter, "You...... You, how do you know that Jade is flawless? Ye Jianan ignored Ye Zonglun even more, and asked in a cold voice, "My mother, how did you die." Silence, dead silence, Ye Jianan sneered, "I know, it turned out to be true." Ye Jianan's heart suddenly felt irritable, he asked, "You say, did my mother die because of you, not because I heard since I was a child because of the lack of blood and qi after giving birth, so I ......" Seeing that Ye Zonglun still didn't answer, Ye Jianan suddenly laughed wildly, "You are really a genius in the eyes of others, a good husband in the eyes of others, a good father in the eyes of others, you have been successful in cultivation since childhood, you are the first person in Xuanqing, you have a good cultivation demeanor, I don't know how many girls, regard you as a good partner for life, and I don't know how many people are jealous of me, have a good father, Whatever you want, you have it, not to mention food, clothing, housing and transportation, it is all kinds of immortal cultivation techniques and pills, all of which are readily available. Hahahaha! Ye Jianan laughed wildly, but tears kept rolling down his face.

Suddenly, he stopped laughing and said softly, "You gave birth to me and raised me, and without you, there would be no me." Ye Jianan staggered to his knees and kowtowed three heads respectfully, "These three heads are to thank you for your fertility." Later, on the Xuanqing Sect Torture Hall, you wanted to kill me but you couldn't. Over the past year since I went down the mountain, I have met a lot of people, there are people who want to kill me, hate me, bully me, and belittle me, and there are people who protect me, like me, believe in me, and respect me. I have no father, you have no son! Ye Jianan laughed miserably, he didn't look at Ye Zonglun again, turned around resolutely, used all the strength in his body, and crashed headlong into the Nine Snake Bronze Ding a few steps away!

In the eyes, there is ice and snow, wind and frost, and determination!

It's just that Ye Jianan's collar suddenly tightened, and then he was grabbed and lifted up, and then his body flew back involuntarily, only to hear a voice sound, "Xiao Man, look at him, don't let him run around." Immediately, a white hand shook in front of him, and the whole person had landed firmly on the ground, and Sikong Xiaoman's soft voice sounded, "Senior brother, why are you suffering?" ”

Ye Zonglun looked at the Blood Floating Slaughter awe-inspiringly, and said disdainfully, "Blood Floating Slaughter, are you afraid of letting Canan come to spoil my Dao heart?" Bloody Tu Ji smiled and said, "Ye Zonglun, do you think your son can listen to what this seat says?" Ye Zonglun sneered, "If it's not you, who else will tell him this?" Blood Floating Slaughter, don't think that in this way, you can win me, I can break out of the realm of despair, you should know the ending in your heart. Ye Zonglun's heart was also empty for a while, only he knew his own affairs, he was trapped in the realm of the heart, and he had to help him with the truth before he could break out of the formation, but the person came out, but the illusion experienced in the realm of the heart is still vivid. Ye Zonglun was dripping with cold sweat, in the realm of despair, he was greatly hurt and compassionate, under the seven emotions and six desires, the Dao heart was almost lost, if he came out, he would immediately retreat, digest all this well, and if his cultivation did not fall, he would have a great improvement. But at this moment, against the enemy, the Dao heart is unstable, and the state of mind is even less calm than before, if it is against ordinary people, it can still deal with it, but if it is such a cultivation as Blood Floating Tu, as long as there is a slight mistake, it will have a great impact. Before the battle, Ye Zonglun could only attack with the language he used to disdain.

Blood Futu's laughter stopped abruptly, he really didn't expect that Ye Zonglun would be able to break through the Desperate Heart Realm, compared to this, he preferred to believe that there was something wrong with the Desperate Heart Realm. However, at this time, he was not allowed to think too much, and the Blood Floating Tu looked at him with a piercing gaze and said coldly, "In this way, let this seat come to teach Brother Ye's Xuanqing Dao Method." Immediately with a wave of his right hand, a wisp of black gas rushed towards Ye Zonglun in an instant, Ye Zonglun's immortal sword came out of the sheath, the rui qi was soaring, the green light flashed, and the person had disappeared in place, appearing in mid-air, a blue light, slashing towards the blood floating slaughter. The Blood Floating Tu seemed to have known Ye Zonglun's reaction for a long time, and the skull formed by a cloud of black qi rushed towards Ye Zonglun with his teeth and claws, Ye Zonglun's eyes froze, and he stepped on the fairy sword, the fairy sword roared away, flying through the skull, Ye Zonglun's right fingertip was a little green, and shot towards the Blood Floating Tu.

Both of them are the top cultivators in the world, one advances and one retreats, between one attack and one defense, the sword aura is vertical and horizontal, and the ghost aura is pervasive, and no one is willing to back down half a point, in this hidden netherworld blood room, Ye Zonglun and the blood float, as soon as they make a move, they are life and death. In the blood room, the sword light and sword shadow, black gas and blue light, complement each other. All kinds of Netherworld Secret Methods and Xuanqing Dao Techniques competed, and the entire blood room was darkened, and the sound was deafening. Suddenly, the two of them were separated, but they saw the Blood Floating Tu and said with a smile, "It seems that even if you break my Dark Blood Shura Array, you have paid a lot of price." Ye Zonglun, your cultivation has fallen, and the loss of true yuan is also quite powerful, with you now, you dare to fight with this seat? Sikong Xiaoman was startled, turned his head to look at Ye Zonglun, and saw a bright red palm print on Ye Zonglun's blue shirt, which appeared in it.

Ye Zonglun's imperial sword stood in mid-air, his face was pale, and he said with a smile, "Blood Floating Slaughter, as the Netherworld Sect Master, it's nothing more than that, if you were at the peak of your cultivation, this palm just now would have killed me, and at this moment, I received your palm, which is no different from scratching my head." Xuefutu snorted coldly, "Hmph, scratch your head, at this moment, I want your life, after killing you, I will kill your son, let your father and son, sacrifice my ghost and god bead!" Blood Floating Tu stomped his feet, his body was already in the air, he shot into a claw, grabbed Ye Zonglun, Ye Zonglun's eyes were cautious, the green mang in his hand was slightly bright, and then the fairy sword Qingmang was sheng, and slashed towards the Blood Floating Tu. Sikong Xiaoman looked up and saw the battle situation between the two, and gradually frowned slightly, and then "Zheng!" With a bang, the Moxian Qin sounded, Sikong Xiaoman stepped on the Moxian Qin, and she shouted, "Uncle Ye, I'm here to help you." Sikong Xiaoman's white-clothed Moqin, a white light, shot straight at the bloody slaughter.

Blood Floating Tu was not afraid, he waved his right hand, and in the palm of his hand, a black ball suddenly appeared, only to see him throw, the ball suddenly changed, turned into a black and gloomy ghost hand, and attacked Sikong Xiaoman, Sikong Xiaoman dodged and dodged, but this ghost hand, as if he was wise, pounced on the air, went around a corner, and hit Sikong Xiaoman's back silently, this time, faster than the previous speed. Ye Zonglun's hand was quick, he raised the fairy sword, and with a sword split, the ghost hand shattered in response, Sikong Xiaoman was shocked, turned around, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, uncle!" Ye Zonglun stared at the Blood Floating Slaughter and said in a low voice, "I'll drag the Blood Floating Slaughter for a while, you can quickly take Canan away." ”

Sikong Xiaoman was taken aback, she didn't speak yet, she only heard Ye Zonglun continue, "The two of us, the right people are in the realm of the absolute heart, hurting the Dao heart, and the cultivation has fallen more than one realm, this old monster's cultivation is not as good as my peak period, but it is not you and me who can join forces to retreat from the enemy." As soon as Ye Zonglun's words fell, the Blood Floating Slaughter had already rushed up, Ye Zonglun roared and bullied forward, his hands did not stop, and all kinds of Xuanqing Dao methods were deployed again and again, so that the Blood Floating Slaughter could not take half a step forward. But I heard Ye Zonglun suddenly shout, "Xiao Man, hurry!" Sikong Xiaoman looked at it and saw that on Ye Zonglun's blue shirt, blood was dripping, and it seemed that he had suffered a lot of minor injuries. Sikong Xiaoman's silver teeth were bitten, a few jumps, and came to Ye Jianan's side, Ye Jianan said angrily, "What do you want to do, ah, I'm not leaving." But it was Sikong Xiaoman who grabbed Ye Jianan's arm and turned around to leave this blood room.

Blood Futu was besieged by Ye Zonglun and couldn't get out, he smiled strangely, "If you want to leave, it's not so easy!" A kick towards Ye Zonglun, Ye Zonglun's Dao skills were not finished, and he was kicked by the Blood Futu, he snorted coldly, and also punched out. Unexpectedly, the Blood Floating Massacre was just a false move, he made a false move, and the black mist between his right hand soared into the air, turning into a sharp sword, like lightning, stabbing Sikong Xiaoman, Sikong Xiaoman was forced to put down Ye Jianan, and turned around to resist. And the sword formed by the black mist, like spirituality, picked Sikong Xiaoman to stab in the air, and Sikong Xiaoman was caught off guard, and suddenly became in a hurry.

Blood Floating Tu Yin Yin smiled, looked at a gap in Ye Zonglun's sword, and did not stop in his hand, "Bang bang!" Two palms, right in Ye Zonglun's chest, Ye Zonglun was hit by this blow, and the whole person fell backwards like a broken kite. Blood Floating Tu turned his eyes, a cyan flame appeared in his hand for no reason, between the corners of his mouth, a sneer, quietly bloomed, Blood Floating Tu waved his right hand, this ghostly ghost fire, like a sharp sword, shot towards Ye Zonglun. Ye Zonglun sighed secretly, and smiled bitterly in his heart, he was afraid that he was going to die here today, his heart moved, and he turned his head to look at Ye Jianan, who was lying on the ground and couldn't move, in his eyes, there was only the reflection of Ye Jianan, between life and death, he didn't even look at the ghostly ghost fire that was fleeting and took people's lives. Ye Zonglun, the immortal genius of the Xuanqing Sect, saw that he was about to fall into this Netherworld Sect's blood room.

Sikong Xiaoman was anxious, she saw that Ye Zonglun was knocked away, and immediately transported the true yuan of her whole body, and wanted to go to help Ye Zonglun, but this black sword was not spared, the sword pointed directly at Sikong Xiaoman's vital point, and at a critical juncture, Sikong Xiaoman only felt a gust of wind passing by him, and then "Snort!" With a bang, this lightning-like ghostly fire suddenly disappeared, and then a figure appeared in front of Ye Zonglun. Sikong Xiaoman looked at it, and couldn't help but feel a burst of joy in his heart, that person stood tall, and in his eyes, the aura was unparalleled, which was the truth!

Zhenyan helped Ye Zonglun up, "Uncle Ye, are you okay?" Ye Zonglun shook his head, and the blood float slaughtered with a sinister smile, "No matter how many people come, you will all be buried here." His eyes were cold, and thousands of wisps of black gas emanated from various parts of his body, and the black gas became more and more. All the black gas, all of a sudden, was thrown into the skeletons scattered in the blood room, Sikong Xiaoman saw that an extremely subtle wisp of black qi climbed on the white skull, as if it was dripping a drop of ink, and instantly smeared, dyeing the entire white skeleton into inky black. Sikong Xiaoman looked at it, in the entire blood room, there were thousands of skeletons, which were slowly turning black, and listening to the blood floating slaughter, these black skeletons, as if they suddenly had life, slowly got up and walked towards Ye Zonglun and the others.

A black skeleton at the forefront suddenly took the lead in jumping and pounced on Ye Zonglun, this action was like a command, and suddenly, all the black skeletons rushed towards a few people densely, "Zheng!" With a sound, the Moxian Qin sounded, and a cyan light mask lit up, protecting Ye Jianan and himself. Immediately after a ray of yellow light from the mantra, Ye Zonglun's green mangs turned into a light shield, protecting himself, and the Blood Futu sneered, and didn't care about a few people, he jumped and stretched out his hand, and he was about to turn to the ghost bead suspended in the air. Ye Jianan just turned his head and saw this scene, and he shouted, "Don't let the Blood Floating Slaughter get that bead." "The mantra's heart moved, and he instantly thought that in the Shiniu Mountain, in the Netherworld Secret Altar, there seemed to be such a blood room, and there was also such a bead, but the color of this bead was ......, and at this moment there was no room for mantra to think about it, he shook slightly, launched in four dimensions and seven steps, a dodge, the phantom of the body was still in place, and the real body had already reached mid-air, and kicked towards the ghost bead. Blood Futu sneered slightly, grabbed it with his backhand, and the ghostly aura was faint, and he had already climbed the ankle of the mantra.