The speed of the flying sword flashed, and in the blink of an eye, it reached the back of Ximen Tiger and stabbed down on his vest. Ximen Hu was powerless to dodge, he was already desperate in his heart, sighed secretly, and simply gave up resisting.

The flying sword continued to stab down, and it was about to pass through the back of Ximen Tiger. But at this moment, a long rainbow flew towards it and slammed into the flying sword.

Inside Changhong, it is a brown jade, which looks very ordinary and ordinary. But when it hit the flying sword, the jade seemed to turn into hard gold and iron, and the flying sword flew away in an instant. The jade, on the other hand, was intact, and flew back to its master with a slight pause in the air.

It was an old man dressed in gray, standing quietly thousands of feet away, and his body exuded cultivation fluctuations that belonged to human immortals. The old man's face was indifferent, and he couldn't see his joy or anger, but there was a sinister aura between his eyebrows, and he was obviously not a good person.

For the sudden appearance of this old man, Wu You couldn't help but be surprised. You must know that the dance of the spiritual sense spreads out, and a radius of hundreds of miles is within its shroud. Within this range, not to mention the sudden appearance of a person, even if there is an ant crawling, Wu You can instantly perceive it.

But this old man who suddenly appeared, his cultivation was only in the early stage of human immortals, but he was able to hide from Wuyou's investigation, which made Wuyou's heart full of doubts.

The old man appeared later, and although he saw the existence of Wuyou, he didn't notice her cultivation. After all, Wu You is in the middle stage of the Earth Immortal, and he is several times higher than him. After ignoring Wuyou, the old man turned his gaze to the male cultivator and said in a deep voice.

"You are a Jindan monk, and you actually take action against a mortal, you are not afraid of embarrassing my generation of monks!"

"Who are you?" The male cultivator's face sank.

"Old man Meng Jun, the head of Taizhongmen." Meng Jun glanced at the male cultivator, and a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, "If the old man didn't admit his mistake, you are Xue Anren, the Blood Floating Tu!" Back then, you did a lot of evil, and only then was the Quankun Ancestor abolished your cultivation, so that you could think about it behind closed doors in Wuji Mountain.

But Wujimen was negligent for a while, and even let you escape without permission, and disappeared without a trace. I didn't expect to see each other for years. You have actually restored your foundation, although your cultivation has not yet been restored, but you have the realm of the year, which is a bit unexpected.

Xue Anren. If you don't want to die, follow me back to the Wuji Gate and wait for the fate of the Quankun Ancestor. In this way, Quankun Ancestor may also open the net and spare your life. If you are obsessed, then I will do the right thing for heaven now. Destroy you here. ”

"Meng Jun, don't meddle in your affairs, although I haven't recovered my cultivation, it doesn't mean that I will be afraid of you!" Xue Anren snorted coldly, without fear.

"Look for death!" Meng Jun roared, a trace of anger flashed on his face, and his feet flashed, and he went straight to Xue Anren.

Xue Anren's eyes shrank, and a look of caution flashed on his face. He had dealt with this Meng Jun before, and it was indeed not an easy person. Even if his cultivation is still there, he is not necessarily his opponent. Now that he has lost as much as ninety percent of his cultivation, he is even less of his opponent.

However, Xue Anren didn't have much fear in his heart, he was very confident in his heart, and Meng Jun couldn't help himself. This self-confidence did not come from Xue Anren's cultivation, but the red cloud that was constantly rolling in his storage bag.

This red cloud was condensed by Xue Anren for so long. Originally, it was used for his own restoration. But now that the crisis is approaching, he can't feel distressed, so he has to look at the present.

Meng Jun approached, and in the blink of an eye, he was in front of Xue Anren. A single palm slammed down. With this palm, Meng Jun had already done his best to kill Xue Anren here.

Xue Anren snorted coldly, without any intention of dodging. With a flick of one hand on the storage bag, he instantly took out the red cloud and waved it towards Meng Jun. The red cloud then dispersed. In the blink of an eye, it expanded a hundredfold, forming a red mist.

Meng Jun was defenseless, and it was too late to dodge, and he was slightly stunned, and he was wrapped in the mist. At the moment of contact with the mist, Meng Jun felt a heat all over his body, as if he was in flames, and the skin around him felt a tingling sensation.

"It's a heavenly overcast blood mist!" Meng Jun's face changed greatly, where could he still care about killing Xue Anren, his figure flashed quickly, and he was about to flee into the distance.

Tianyin Blood Mist is a special existence that is refined and condensed with the blood of tens of thousands of virgins, and then combined with Tianyin Grass. He is not a medicine, let alone an external force that can be absorbed and used, and its greatest effect is to help the monk condense the power of extreme yin.

With this extreme yin power, Xue Anren could cooperate with his own special exercises to restore his cultivation. Although it can't reach the peak of that year, it's better than having nothing before.

Xue Anren has been preparing for so many years, traveling to hundreds of cities and towns, and capturing tens of thousands of Yin women, before finally obtaining this cloud of Heavenly Yin Blood Mist, the preciousness of which can be imagined. Being forced to use it at this time is like cutting meat for Xue Anren, and how can it allow Meng Jun to escape easily.

With one hand and one finger, Xue Anren silently recited a mantra, and a brown spark was conjured. The spark was only the size of a thumb, but it contained extremely high temperature, and as Xue Anren's finger pointed out, it turned into a red light and instantly fell on the blood mist.

With a bang, the blood mist was instantly ignited, and flames several feet high rose. Within the flames, the temperature rose sharply, and in the blink of an eye, it increased by 10,000 times.

Although Meng Jun was a human immortal cultivator, he was still a mortal after all, and he struggled a little in this flame, and was finally ignited by the high temperature and turned to ashes in the blink of an eye.

Xue Anren breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and hurriedly pointed again to extinguish the flame of the blood mist. Then the blood mist rolled and coalesced into a clump again, turning into the red cloud it had been before. However, compared to before, the red cloud was much thinner and slightly smaller. Obviously, the previous thunder blow also consumed a huge amount of blood mist.

With the blood mist in hand, Xue Anren did not rush to retract it, but glanced at Wu You, with a hint of warning in his eyes.

Wuyou pouted: "What, you're going to threaten me with this thing?" ”

"The immortal just now barely lasted for a moment, and then he was turned into ashes. Although I can't see the cultivation of Taoist friends, I don't expect it to be too much higher than human immortals. If it really pushes me into a hurry, I will fight to exhaust the blood mist these days, and I will also kill you here! Xue Anren threatened viciously.

Wu You snorted, but there was no sense of nervousness: "The sky is cloudy and bloody, you want to threaten me, you really think that I haven't seen the world."

This day is cloudy and blood mist, although it can be ignited by spiritual power, producing deadly high temperatures. But there is one biggest weakness, that is, it is a fog body, which can be washed and fallen by rain. As long as I cast a small phantom rain spell before you cast it, your Heavenly Yin Blood Mist will become invalid and become a useless mass of blood.

Am I right? ”

"You, how do you know?" The more Xue Anren listened, the more frightened he became, and he subconsciously took a step back, his body trembling a little. This heavenly yin and blood mist is his biggest hole card and his greatest reliance on to save his life. But now, the weakness of the hole cards has been recognized, how can Xue Anren's heart not be shocked!

"How do I know? I said guess, believe it or not! Wu You smiled and glanced at Xue Anren.

It's the first time I've heard of this cloudy blood mist, and I won't know its weaknesses at all. But the jade rabbit in the compass is well-informed, and the moment the blood mist appears, he has already thought of a way to crack it. However, this day's Yin Blood Mist is indeed quite powerful, and Wu You doesn't want to try it easily, so he said the method of cracking it in advance, so that Xue Anren didn't dare to use it at will.

Xue Anren groaned a little and frowned slightly: "What do you want?" ”

"You have done a lot of evil, and I am afraid that there are not a few women who have been ruined under your hands for so many years. I don't want to push people too much, as long as you abolish your cultivation and swear not to offend again, I can spare your life. Wuyou said indifferently.

With Wuyou's character, he doesn't like to kill more, even if this Xue Anren is heinous, it is still difficult for Wuyou to have a heart of killing. That's why she put forward this condition, wanting to let Xue Anren live.

Another reason why Wu You did this was to try to see if Xue Anren's name would appear in the book of life and death after he lost his cultivation. This is a very important thing for Wuyou, and it is related to the use of the book of life and death in the future.

"It's wishful thinking to make me self-defeating. It's a big deal, let's break the net with a dead fish, and no one wants to get benefits. While speaking, Xue Anren raised the Tianyin blood mist a little too high with one hand, and there was a big disagreement, so he had the taste of fighting.

Wuyou didn't want to let it, the green jade sword in his hand conjured up, and a large snowflake was transformed between the waves, flying around Wuyou. These snowflakes contain a fierce atmosphere, and each one has a hint of murderous aura, making the surrounding air cold.

But under the control of Wuyou, these snowflakes did not emit them, but forced Xue Anren to obey with a shocking attitude.

At the same time, the Sky Eagle and Ximen Tiger on one side had already made a move. In just one shot, Ximen Tiger was kicked to the ground, fell to the ground and groaned a few times, and never had the strength to fight back. Tianying's eyes were cold, his left foot lifted a little, and then he kicked Ximen Tiger in the neck. If it is stepped on this time, then Ximen Tiger will definitely die.

Frightened, Simon Tiger struggled to crawl forward, trying to escape for his life. It's a pity that his ability is limited, and in front of the decisive Sky Eagle, there is really no chance to escape.

Wuyou's spiritual sense has always been shrouded, and when he saw this, his eyes flashed, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"The previous two times, I was accidentally avoided by this Ximen Tiger. Now that Ximen Tiger is about to die, I don't know what other changes there are? ”

Seeing that the Heavenly Eagle was about to fall with one foot, Ximen Tiger was at the point of life and death, and a trace of strangeness flashed on Xue Anren's face.

"Kill, as soon as you kill him, then the means I left in his body will be activated. In this way, although I don't have the power to kill you, it is much easier to get out of danger! (To be continued.) )