Suddenly, thousands of ghosts rushed in the sea of blood-colored mist, roaring in unison, and terrifying and distorted faces appeared with hideous colors, and the mighty sound was deafening, resounding throughout the world. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A thick evil aura spread from the blood-colored villain's body, as if the blood-colored villain had undergone endless blood killing and baptism to cause such a result.

And the moment he got up, the monstrous demonic qi tumbled, transforming into the ferocious appearance of various creatures, and a mighty aura exuding coercion rippled away, as if the demon god was fierce.

Thousands of powerful ghosts seemed to be crazy at this moment, one by one with their teeth and claws, like the light and shadow of the crescent moon that exuded a bright and holy atmosphere.

Whining!

At this moment, the light between the two was great, and the dense ghosts seemed to be surging away like moon shadows.

The brilliant crescent moon light and shadow emitted a soft white light, as if it could purify all evil creatures and ghosts, and those ferocious ghosts were emitting thick smoke at this moment, and the soft light shone on their bodies and made them let out a terrible scream.

In just an instant, the white light made the light on their bodies dim, and I am afraid that it will be completely wiped out by that light in a short time.

The instinctive life-and-death crisis made them quickly float away like a blood mist behind them.

The blood-colored villain looked at the white light, and his cold gaze swept over, and there was a cold color in his eyes.

Since the moment the blood-colored villain woke up, Xiao Muyi has been paying attention to the tension of his whole body at all times, and the feeling of danger that the blood-colored villain gives him is far more than that of the bloody knife.

I saw the blood-colored villain slowly stretch out his white demonic blood-colored palm and shake it towards the void.

Suddenly, the crescent moon emitting white light was as if it was being dragged by an invisible and void hand at this time, and the light and shadow of the crescent moon trembled sharply.

This made De Xiaomu's pupils constrict, and he realized it for the first time, and he was shocked.

"Destroy me!"

He drank loudly, his hands sealed, and saw that the light and shadow of the crescent moon instantly burst into a brilliant light, the light and shadow of the crescent moon were like a crescent moon, and the scorching light shone like a star, so that the sea of blood-colored mist was condensed.

"Snort!"

The sound of the void exploding sounded, and the space was sharply unstable, as if the result of the collision of terrifying forces, bursts of black smoke appeared, and there was a terrible scream in the smoke.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the mouth of the blood-colored villain, and the ruthless and indifferent light swept towards the crescent moon that radiated a brilliant light, as if it had not taken advantage of the encounter.

"Blood Gathering!"

With both hands pinched, a series of complex imprints were drawn, and as his handprints were formed, the sea of blood-colored mist floating in the sky was quickly condensed and brought closer.

And as the blood-colored mist converged, the tumbling and roaring ghost became more intense, the thick bloody aura was compressed, and that terrifying evil aura emanated from the blood-colored villain's body even more terrifying.

In the depths of the blood mist, there was a blood-colored energy vortex spinning, and even the surrounding void space was faintly unstable, and there were sizzling spatial fluctuations.

The people in the distance watched this scene and were secretly frightened.

The Blood Knife is worthy of being one of the four major demons in the vicinity, with extremely terrifying strength, no wonder it can survive many life and death crises, such strength makes people really dare not underestimate and feel terrible.

Chen Mo looked at the blood-colored figure, and his face was also shocked, if it was him, he didn't know if he could take the next attack of the blood knife.

"The devil, the big devil, what an evil guy."

In the crowd, the half-immortal Zhang pulled a mustache and stared at the blood-colored figure in the distance, rolled up his sleeves, and looked indignant, as if he was going to play in person.

", I really want to cross him."

At the thought of Duhua, a flash of inspiration flashed in the mind of the half-immortal Zhang, and he jumped up like a cat that had been trampled on his tail, and shouted strangely.

"Little bald donkey, little bald donkey......."

"No, little monk, little monk of Dusheng, master of Dusheng, master, don't chant the scriptures, haven't you seen killing people, it's important to save people, saving people's lives is better than creating seventh-level floating slaughter, it's seventh-level floating slaughter, seventh-level floating slaughter."

The voice of the half-immortal Zhang could be heard from afar, which made the martial artist next to him look sideways, when did he become so kind, only to see a few dodges he came to the side of the little monk meditating, and shouted, that anxious appearance, concern overflowing, as if from the heart.

The little monk is surrounded by rhyme, the Buddha's light is shining, giving people a very extraordinary, sensing the half-immortal Zhang who came to front of him, he didn't even move his eyes, and said to himself.

"Donor, don't worry, the blood knife donor promised me that it won't hurt the life of that little donor, you can rest assured for the time being."

"Little bald ......, little master, do you also believe the words of that devil, can you believe his words!"

The half-immortal stared at the big eyes, clenched his fist and shook twice at the bald head of the little monk who was meditating with his eyes closed, looking like you are not stupid.

"Donor, don't worry, I won't sit idly by at the critical moment."

After the little monk finished speaking, a faint chanting of Buddhism and Sanskrit sounded all over his body, and there was a pale golden halo behind him, which looked extremely extraordinary.

"But, little master, it's not right for you to say this, do you know, this great immortal is too...!"

The half-immortal turned his head and was about to persuade the little monk to make a move, but the words in his mouth were stuck in his throat, and he found that the little monk had already closed his five senses, his eyes and nose, his nose and his heart, holding the Buddha beads in his hand, and his mouth was sounding, and he couldn't hear his voice at all, so he was put aside.

"Little bunny, I'm #x&*%......."

The thunderous voice came, and the half-immortal's face turned green, and he was ignored, staring at the little monk with a murderous gaze, eager to eat him alive.

In the distance, many warriors did not dare to come out, with fear in their eyes, looking at the blood-colored villain standing in the blood mist in the sky.