The five silver claws, one foot long, emitted five sharp power fluctuations, and they were about to tear Zhang Ruochen's body to pieces.

"Bang".

Zhang Ruochen was still sitting cross-legged in place, but Feng Han flew out upside down, even the five silver claws were broken, and the palms of his hands were even more bloody.

I don't know when, in front of Zhang Ruochen, a burly man appeared, wearing a black armor, standing on the ground with a strong murderous aura exuding from his body.

It was he who broke Feng Han's five claws and flew Feng Han out.

Feng Han flew upside down more than ten zhang away, a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and glanced at the man standing in front of Zhang Ruochen, his face became a little pale, "Senior brother......"

The heroic man in black armor was none other than the eldest disciple of the Xuanji Sword Saint, the Qingxiao Sage.

Huang Yanchen told the Qingxiao Sage the truth, and the Qingxiao Sage quickly chased after Zhang Ruochen according to the traces left by Zhang Ruochen. Fortunately, it arrived in time, otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The eyes of the Qingxiao Sage were like two bolts of lightning, staring at the four-winged silver wings on Feng Han's back, and he suddenly gave birth to a wave of anger, and said, "Seventh Senior Sister told me that the death of the master has a lot to do with you, and I didn't want to believe it. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, how would you know that you were actually an undead blood clan. Bastard, where's the body of the master?"

Feng Han kept stepping back and said with a smile: "If you want to know where Master's body is, you can ask Sixth Senior Brother, he should know." ”

A puzzled look appeared in the eyes of the Qingxiao Sage, and the afterglow of his eyes glanced at Zhang Ruochen who was not far away.

That's when it was.

Feng Han seized the opportunity, unfolded the four-winged silver wings on his back, turned into a silver light shuttle, and rushed away into the sky.

"I still want to escape. ”

The Qingxiao Sage didn't make a move, but his thoughts moved, and suddenly, the aura within a radius of five hundred miles was evacuated by him, gathered together, and condensed a large mudra more than a hundred meters long above the sky.

"Bang!"

The big handprint slammed down, hitting Feng Han's body, directly slapping Feng Han down from mid-air and into the ground.

Feng Han collided with the ground, all the skin on his body burst, and a low scream came out of his mouth.

The Qingxiao Sage rushed over, lifted Feng Han up from the ground, and with a snap, slapped him in the face, shattering his left cheekbone, and said angrily: "Who are you? Did you kill Shizun?"

Feng Han propped his hands on the ground, his mouth kept bleeding, and he laughed loudly: "What are you doing when you are angry? ”

"The reason why you haven't died yet is because I still remember the brotherhood of the past and have a little illusion about you. If the second child was here, I'm afraid he would have torn you apart long ago. "Qingxiao Sage said.

Feng Han looked very calm, smiled heavily, and said: "That's right, the Xuanji Sword Saint was indeed killed by me, haha, with my realm, I can kill a Sword Saint, such a great achievement, even if I die here today, I am also the hero of the undead blood clan...... Poof......"

The Qingxiao Sage slapped out again, the strength was heavier, and he directly beat Feng Han out of the air, like a dead dog, and fell dozens of feet away.

Feng Han's face had become bloody and blurred, and his neck was extremely twisted, almost turning behind him.

Zhang Ruochen's injuries had already recovered halfway, and he slowly stood up, released his spiritual power, and quickly found the location where the monstrous sword was lost.

As soon as his palm stretched out, a huge sword intent poured out from his fingertips.

"Wow!"

Pulled by the sword intent, the monstrous sword dragged out a white sword light, flew over from the night, and fell into Zhang Ruochen's hands.

Zhang Ruochen carried the monstrous sword, walked to the side of the Qingxiao Sage, stared at Feng Han who was lying on the ground, and said, "This person is the sixth prince of the immortal blood clan, and when he was very young, he was lurking by the side of the master. Before the decisive battle with the Nine Shadows Sword Saint, Shizun drank the Hades Blood Poison he sent, so he died under the sword of the Nine Shadows Sword Saint. ”

"This traitor who deceived his teachers and destroyed his ancestors. ”

In the heart of the Qingxiao Sage, the last trace of illusion about Feng Han was also shattered, his hands kept trembling, and he walked over to Feng Han, preparing to clean up the portal.

Suddenly, a huge amount of blood came out of the ground.

On the ground, scarlet blood lines appeared, like blood veins growing from the earth, surging wildly, completely enveloping Feng Han's body.

The blood-colored lines completely covered the land within a radius of 100 miles, and you could even hear a deafening sound coming from the ground, as if the earth had grown a heart and was beating "bang".

"Could it be that the Sage of the Immortal Blood Clan is coming?" Zhang Ruochen had an ominous premonition.

The eyes of the Qingxiao Sage sank slightly, and he also stopped, and did not rush forward to kill Feng Han. Therefore, he clearly sensed that a sage of the undead blood clan was hiding underground.

"Boom. ”

On the ground, thousands of blood streaks piled up together, condensing a huge fist mark and bombarding the Qingxiao Sage.

The arms of the Qingxiao Sage slapped forward, and the blood-red fist mark was instantly shattered, turning into pieces of rubble and falling to the ground.

"What person?" the Qingxiao Sage snorted coldly.

"The undead blood clan, the earth blood saint. ”

Deep underground, a hoarse laugh rang out.

The voice was extremely strange, giving people a sense of darkness, like a magic sound coming from hell.

The eyes of the Qingxiao Sage were cold, and a holy qi was released, first rolling Zhang Ruochen into the air. Then, he also took off, mobilized the holy qi in his body, gathered it on the soles of his feet, and suddenly stepped on it.

"Boom!"

With the soles of the Qingxiao Sage as the center, a powerful and incomparable force spread out in all directions.

The blood-colored lines, broken inch by inch, burst apart, turning into blood, turning the soil into blood for hundreds of miles.

Deep underground, a dull voice sounded.

The next moment, the Earth Blood Saint held Feng Han in his arms, rushed up from the ground, and stopped in mid-air a hundred feet above the ground. On the back of the Earth Blood Saint, there was a pair of huge blood wings, like two blood clouds, hanging in the air, gently fanning.

Every time it was fanned, there was a strong fishy wind, blowing out.

On the ground, because of the foot of the Qingxiao Sage, there was no grass growing for a hundred miles, and the jungles, hills, and rivers on the land were all torn apart, which was particularly shocking.

Only a saint has such a strong power, and with only one foot, he can crush mountains and rivers.

"It is worthy of being a character who can compete with the five people on "Hero Fu", and the strength of the Qingxiao Sage is somewhat beyond the expectations of this Sage. ”

The voice of the Earth Blood Saint was very hoarse, but it contained extremely strong holy power, and every word was spit out, and the aura of heaven and earth would vibrate violently.

The Qingxiao Sage has been fighting on the battlefield of the Ruin Realm all year round, so he naturally cultivated a strong murderous aura, and said, "Are you saving people, or are you here to die?"

"Just tonight, the entire Eastern Regions will be overturned, and no matter how strong your cultivation is, no matter how strong you are, you can't be stronger than the general trend. "Earth Blood Holy Dao.

Qingxiao Sage said, "I don't understand, what are you talking about?"

"Haha! Soon, you'll understand. ”

The Earth Blood Saint was dressed in a black robe, standing in mid-air, stepping on a blood-red qi cloud under his feet, and the strong blood qi reflected most of the sky in red.

The picture in front of me is extremely weird, as if returning to the era of gods and demons in ancient times, the god of war and the demon king are facing each other, and a battle will break out at any time.

Zhang Ruochen noticed something, raised his head, and looked at the higher sky, only to see that the moon hanging in the sky had actually turned into a scarlet color.

In the center of the moon, there stood a figure, also with wings.

It's just that the person flew too high and was too far away from the ground, so when he looked up from Zhang Ruochen's position, he could only see a small black dot the size of a sesame seed.

The Qingxiao Sage obviously also noticed the figure in the moon, glanced upward, and snorted coldly: "How many strong people are there in the undead blood clan, all of them come out, if you want to fight, you will fight upside down, and if you want to kill, you will kill yourself." ”

"Undead Blood Clan, Heavenly Blood Saint. ”

An ethereal voice came from the moon.

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction of the moon again, but found that the figure in the moon had disappeared.

In the next moment, the Heavenly Blood Saint had already appeared above the head of the Qingxiao Sage, and after a pair of blood wings were unfolded, they were more than a hundred meters long and covered with palm-sized scales.

"Thunder Celestial Clock. ”

In the hand of the Heavenly Blood Saint, a thick piece of blood qi appeared, and in the blood qi, a small purple bell three inches high was suspended. There are electric patterns, shuttling around the purple clock.

"The Thunder Yin Heavenly Bell is the treasure of the Thunder Yin Sect, and it is in the hands of the Thunder Yin Sage, how could it fall into your hands?" said the Qingxiao Sage in a deep voice.

The Heavenly Blood Saint Elder laughed: "The Thunder Yin Sect has been exterminated by this saint, and the holy blood of the Thunder Yin Saint has been sucked dry by this saint, and the Thunder Sound Heavenly Bell on the Thousand Patterns Sacred Weapon Spectrum will naturally fall into the hands of this saint." ”

The Heavenly Blood Saint didn't say anything more, and began to urge the Thunder Sound Heavenly Bell with all his might.

The small purple bell spun rapidly, becoming more and more huge, one zhang high, ten zhang high...... In the end, it turned into a huge bell body that was seventy-two zhang high, covering half of the sky. On the body of the bell, the aura emitted makes people feel suffocated.

As soon as the Thunder Sound Heavenly Clock rotated once, there would be a deafening thunderclap that would make the whole world tremble. The powerful sound wave, condensed into the form of a fist seal, attacked the Qingxiao Sage below.

At the same time, there were dense lightning bolts, gathered together, like a waterfall, pouring down, falling above the head of the Qingxiao Half-Saint.

The Qingxiao Sage was calm and composed, like a god of war standing up to the sky and the earth, his palms formed a seal, and he roared: "Plate empty seal." ”

With both palms, he slammed into the sky, and suddenly a circle of cyan energy ripples rushed out quickly.

In the center of the energy ripples, two huge palms appeared, shaking the Thunder Sound Heavenly Bell and the Heavenly Blood Saint out at the same time. The Heavenly Blood Saint suffered a certain degree of trauma, and spit out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Although the power of the Thunder Sound Heavenly Bell is strong, your strength is too weak and vulnerable. ”

The long hair on the head of the Qingxiao Sage was completely upside down, and the surging battle intent on his body condensed into a black battle cloud, and he attacked the Heavenly Blood Saint again, striking a Saint-level seal.