Naturally, everyone did not have the slightest pity for this kind of evil cultivator, and when they saw Feng Ling'er flash, they approached the front of the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator, and the shadow dragon dagger holding the faint light in his small hand suddenly stabbed into the heart of the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator.

Although the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator was tightly restrained by the Black Water Mysterious Snake, at this critical juncture, the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator's body suddenly deviated, and the Shadow Dragon Dagger, which was originally stabbed to the heart, stabbed on the shoulder.

Blood flowed down the Shadow Dragon Dagger, instantly staining Xuedong Evil Cultivator's clothes red.

After the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator was injured, there was a sudden terrible roar, and the Zhou muscles bulged high, and then a wave of extremely corrosive star power was released from its circumference, and from a distance, it seemed as if this Blood Dao Evil Cultivator was about to merge into the sea of blood.

Even the Black Water Snake, which had always been famous for its strength, couldn't stand the corrosive power of this sea of blood, and the body that was wrapped around the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator suddenly loosened, and then the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator's body suddenly rushed out of the entanglement of the Black Water Snake.

But the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator who rushed out of the entanglement did not rush to escape, but as if he was enraged, his face was crazy, and his hands began to pinch extremely quickly in front of him, only to see the star power released from his surroundings viscous like a blood-colored ocean.

"The sea of blood is endless. ”

The Blood Dao Demon Cultivator's hair was scattered, and his eyes were full of madness, only to see a large hand the size of a zhang and a blood-red color condensed out in front of him.

This blood-colored big hand was an attack that had taken nearly half of the blood path cultivator's star power to condense, and it was extremely powerful, even ordinary ninth-order star people would not dare to resist.

The gaze of the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator swept towards everyone, and with one hand he pointed to the sword formation composed of many members of the Falling Dust Tribe, and the endless hand of the blood sea slapped towards the sword array.

Although the Blood Dao Monk was very angry after being injured, he was still sensible, although this Blood Sea Endless Hand was extremely powerful, but if it was to be sent out to Wish and others, it was very likely to be dodged, but although the attack issued by the sword array composed of the people of the Falling Dust Tribe could barely reach the ninth-order power, it had one of the biggest shortcomings, that is, the flexibility was extremely poor, so this sword array could not dodge the Blood Sea Endless Hand.

Moreover, judging from the sword formation, which is not good at defense, the probability of resisting the endless hand of the blood sea is extremely low.

The members of the Falling Dust Tribe also flashed with despair in their eyes when they saw this scene, but the matter had come to this point, and they could only resist hard, and a fierce sword light was released from the sword array.

However, the sword was crushed the moment it touched the endless hand of the sea of blood, and it did not form the slightest blocking momentum.

"Defense!" shouted the granddaughter of the Great Elder of the Falling Dust Tribe.

I saw that all the monks of the Falling Dust Tribe raised the long swords in their hands horizontally above their heads, and then a layer of light glowing with cyan light suddenly formed above everyone's heads.

"Demon, you dare!" After the Great Elder of the Falling Dust Tribe saw that the Blood Sea Endless Hand was about to bombard the light mask, his eyes cracked, and then a mouthful of essence blood spurted forward, and a volley talisman in his hand, a vine thicker than an adult's waist instantly broke out of the ground, and hit towards the Blood Sea Endless Hand, making a wish and Feng Ling'er were far away and it was too late to rescue, Dongfang Jiuting was a loud roar, and the ghost drum in his hand Weng Jin Hammer was thrown towards the Blood Sea Endless Hand.

I saw a "boom", and many methods advanced bombarded the Blood Sea Endless Hand, and even if the Blood Sea Endless Hand had monstrous power, it was impossible to completely resist these attacks.

The Blood Dao Evil Cultivator saw this. There was a hint of disdain on his face, if the endless hand of the sea of blood was really so easy to resist, how could he have such a fierce reputation!

Sure enough, although the Blood Sea Endless Hand was attacked and weakened some of its power, it still carried extremely strong power and bombarded the sword array below.

Those Falling Dust Tribe clansmen who only had seventh-order cultivation spurted blood from their mouths one by one, and their breath became extremely sluggish.

These are the hopes of the Falling Dust Tribe! If all of them die in battle, the Falling Dust Tribe will be broken, and it will take no telling how long it will take to recover its former strength.

The Great Elder of the Falling Dust Tribe completely ignored the loss of his own essence and blood at this moment, and tried his best to block the Blood Sea Endless Hand, and finally after a few breaths, the Blood Sea Endless Hand exploded and turned into a rain of blood floating down in the sky.

A small half of the people who formed the sword formation were killed instantly, and the rest were seriously injured.

Wishing and the others didn't expect that the strength of this Blood Dao Demon Cultivator would be so strong, and he could still launch such a terrifying attack even if he was already injured.

However, the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator did not stop at all, and after seeing the successful blow, he retreated towards the depths of the wilderness.

"The demon is gone!" Feng Ling'er was the first to chase out, making a wish, and Dongfang Jiuting and the Great Patriarch of the Luochen Tribe followed closely behind.

This Blood Dao Demon Cultivator turned into a thick ball of blood light and ran towards the distance.

Seeing this, the great patriarch of the Falling Dust Tribe flashed a trace of hesitation, and said: "This guy has fled in the direction of the Dark Daze, we have to be very careful, there are many ghosts in that place, and I usually don't dare to go too deep." ”

"Great Elder, don't worry, even if that guy runs to the Underworld, there's nothing to worry about. Dongfang Jiuting said.

The Great Elder looked at Dongfang Jiuting, this young man had left a deep impression on it just now, the conjured cow-faced manpower was incomparably large, and Zhou Youzhen's ghost qi came out, obviously cultivating the ghost Dao exercises, no wonder he was not afraid of the Immortal Daze at all.

The Great Elder expected it to be good, the exercises cultivated by the Dongfang Jiuting are extremely special, it is the purest ghost Dao exercises, this Daze is extremely dangerous for others, but for the Dongfang Jiuting, it is nothing at all, and it is even a great supplement, it can be said that whether the Dongfang Jiuting can break through to the realm of the eighth-order star depends on this Daze, as for the fifty purple yang orders that were bountied, it is nothing at all in the Dongfang Jiuting.

After about half an hour of chasing, the dense woods beside everyone became fewer and fewer, and the number left behind also turned into pitch black, and the sound of ghosts crying could be heard from time to time in the forest.

"It's almost time to reach the Ming Daze, according to legend, this Ming Daze was land a long time ago, and there was a city with a population of hundreds of thousands on the land, but I don't know why a black spring water emerged from the ground, and all the people who devoured the spring water died violently overnight, and the spring water also gushed more and more, and finally converged into this Wang Daze, and the souls of hundreds of thousands of people turned into ghosts and scattered around this Ming Daze. ”

After hearing this, he frowned and said, "This should be just a legend!"

"Yes, it should just be a legend, I went to the Hades once when I just entered the realm of the ninth-order star, although the water in the Daze is extremely cold, but as long as the fifth-order stars are enough to resist, it is not as evil as the legend, but I can't stay in the Hades Daze for a long time, or it won't be bad for my cultivation, so I haven't been to the Hades Daze again over the years. ”

Wishing nodded, and suddenly said, "That Blood Dao Evil Cultivator stopped ahead, we have to be careful of deception!"

Everyone nodded, and their speed slowed down, gradually approaching the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator.

When everyone walked out of the woods, they saw the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator standing on the edge of the Immortal Daze, and they seemed to be a little stunned, and they didn't feel anything about the approach of everyone.

Suddenly, the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator Zhou was shocked, and then he held his head in both hands, and seemed to be in great pain.

Everyone stopped and slowly surrounded the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator.

"You really dare to chase after you, you're really looking for death!" said the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator softly, but the voice of the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator at this time seemed to be a little different from before.

And after the Great Elder of the Falling Dust Tribe heard the voice of the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator, his face changed greatly!

"Hmph, demon, how many lives have you harmed, suffer death!" Dongfang Jiuting shouted.

"The kid who cultivates the ghost path exercises, you and I are fellow travelers, if you are willing to surrender to me, I will let you live today. Blood Dao Demon Cultivator said.

"You are also worthy of me to surrender?" Dongfang Jiuting drank.

"Then you all go to die!" said the Blood Dao Demon Cultivator hoarsely. At the same time, a monstrous blood light was released, and the blood light formed a rolling blood-colored wave that crushed towards everyone.

"This guy is a little weird, and his strength seems to be strong again!" Seeing this, he frowned.

And the Great Elder of the Falling Dust Tribe seemed to be a little distracted.

"Hey, old man, what are you thinking!" Feng Ling'er said with some dissatisfaction.

The Great Elder of the Falling Dust Tribe woke up suddenly, smiled apologetically at Feng Ling'er, and his hands suddenly pinched, and vines broke out of the ground one after another, and suddenly entwined towards the Blood Dao Monk.

The wish was made with both hands pinching the law, and in front of it suddenly condensed into two flame lotuses, and the extremely high temperature of the lotus releaser rushed towards the blood path evil cultivator.

Feng Ling'er and Dongfang Jiuting also attacked towards the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator.

"Hmph! What can these carving insect skills do to me!" I saw that the hands of the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator suddenly pinched the trick, and countless human souls and beast souls suddenly condensed out of the sea of blood, roaring and rushing towards everyone one by one.

The power of this sea of blood is extremely powerful, although it is the power of one person, but it also resists the attacks of everyone.

Seeing this, the four of them no longer kept their hands, and frantically attacked the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator. Although the methods of the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator were extremely domineering, but after all, there was only one person, and he gradually fell into the disadvantage, only to see that Xu Yuan held the Chiyan Sword and suddenly stabbed a wound in front of him, and the Ghost Drum Weng Golden Hammer of the Eastern Nine Pavilion also swept on the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator, although it did not hit head-on, but it also shocked the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator to vomit blood.

I saw a small crack suddenly crack in the ground, and a thumb-thick vine instantly broke through the ground, and then knocked off the mask that the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator had been wearing on his face.

I saw an extraordinarily pale face exposed in front of everyone, and the face of the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator was quite handsome, with a scholarly aura.

And after the Great Elder of the Falling Dust Tribe saw the face of the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator, he instantly fell to the ground.

Wishing on the side hurriedly helped the Great Elder up and asked, "Great Elder, what's wrong with you?"

"Impossible, this is impossible, how can the Blood Dao Evil Cultivator be the patriarch of our Falling Dust Tribe!"