"Ahh

In less than a quarter of an hour, a terrible scream sounded, and with this scream, a figure danced in mid-air, shooting straight towards the blood-colored film formed by the "blood shadow descending".

It turned out to be a tattooed head lowering master.

And the other head-lowering divisions who participated in the siege of Xiao Fan had already been lying on the ground, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead.

In the screams, Jiawen didn't have the slightest strength to resist, and plunged into the blood-colored film. "Blood Shadow Fall" does not distinguish between friend and foe, as soon as someone breaks in, the blood-colored film immediately flips, wrapping the whole body with a pattern.

This "blood shadow descending" is the essence and blood of the great master of the Modove itself, and the power goes without saying. As soon as the blood-colored film wrapped around Jiawen, countless blood threads burrowed into Jiawen's body, and it looked like countless blood-red insects were devouring Jiawen's body. Jiawen only had time to scream for half a time, and then fainted. His originally strong body quickly dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it seemed that the essence and spirit of his whole body were being sucked away at a rapid pace.

At the same time, the blood-colored film appeared brighter, and the blood flowed, and it was obvious that it had received some kind of nourishment.

The dove continued to sit cross-legged and pranayama, oblivious to the tragedy.

"Hurry!"

Xiao Fan, who followed closely, drank lightly in his mouth, and put the two fingers in his right hand together, and slammed towards the tattooed point.

Jiawen, who had already fainted to death, was excited by the incomparably majestic righteousness, and instantly woke up, seeing that the "Blood Shadow Fall" was devouring his essence and blood, he couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and hurriedly struggled desperately, but his whole body was tightly wrapped in a blood-colored film. But where do you struggle to get out?

"Uncle Shi, help ......"

Garveen screamed in a terrible voice.

Mo Gu ignored it, and only cared about his own luck and pranayama. Recovery.

"Modo, you are so ruthless!"

Garwen screamed in despair, full of resentment and hatred. Immediately afterwards, the body, which was already very shriveled, suddenly swelled up, like a balloon full of air, rising bigger and bigger.

Xiao Fan's wrist flipped. The "Qiankun Ding" emerged, spun rapidly on the chest, and a red chaotic pattern with a square foot slowly rotated above the Dingkou. Dazzling.

"Bang" with a loud bang!

The tattooed body exploded, and the blood rain and flesh scattered in all directions, and the bloody breath was in the nose.

Self-destruct!

This is the last means of killing the enemy of the Great Head Descending Division, which has been cultivated to a high level.

As Xiao Fan expected, Jiawen was in a time of despair full of resentment and hatred. Without hesitation, he used this last resort.

The blood-colored film transformed by "Blood Shadow Fall" is of course extremely wonderful. It was also difficult to resist the power of the self-explosion of the texture, and a big hole was blown open in an instant. However, just like the situation where Sunan released the blasting worm just now, the big hole had just been blown open, and it immediately began to heal at an alarming speed, giving no chance to take advantage of it.

But this time, "Blood Shadow Descending" met "Qiankun Ding", which is the nemesis of all kinds of evil arts and ghosts.

The red chaos pattern of Dingkou flew out, and it was embedded in the large hole where the blood-colored film had been blasted open. It keeps spinning and expands rapidly. The blood-colored film that was rapidly healing touched the red chaos pattern. It was as if they had encountered the most feared enemy, and immediately they were tumbling and retreating in all directions, unable to close again.

Xiao Fan made a mistake under his feet, and his body shot forward, passing through the chaos pattern, and in an instant, he arrived in the stone formation.

Mo Gu is still pranayama cross-legged, as if he is unaware of this qiē.

As soon as Xiao Fan stepped into the stone formation, a black light flashed behind Mo Gu, and his natal spirit pet, the two-foot-long giant centipede, flew out, instantly crossing the water surface of the "Holy Spring", and the target was the "Red Flame Grass" blooming in the center of the "Holy Spring".

Seeing that Xiao Fan broke through the "Blood Shadow Fall" in one fell swoop and rushed to the front, Mo Gu immediately released his natal spirit pet without hesitation, not to stop Xiao Fan, but to take the first step and take the "Red Flame Grass" into his pocket.

Originally, the "Red Flame Grass" grew in the "Holy Spring", and it could continuously absorb the Yin Qi of the earth's leylines and the essence of the sun, and at this time, picking the "Red Flame Grass" whole was not the best way, but the dove had no choice. If Xiao Fan was allowed to pick up the "Red Flame Grass", then he would really be defeated.

Xiao Fan didn't even have to take a personal attack on him anymore, just the seven Yin Ghost Fusion Souls that had been swallowed into his body, if there was no "Red Flame Grass" to help, Mo Gu himself would definitely not be able to completely suppress the fusion, and being devoured by the Yin Ghosts and Living Souls was an inevitable result.

Mo Gu understands this key point, and Xiao Fan certainly understands this key point.

The main body of the dove broke a leg and became very sluggish, but the natal spirit pet was not affected much, and it was still healthy, advancing and retreating like electricity.

A dragon's groan!

The "Demon Slaying Sword" came out of its sheath and turned into a terrifying rainbow, chasing the giant centipede like a meteor chasing the moon.

This sword is the treasure of the town of Yuyang Temple, when Yuyang Zhenren held this sharp blade, slashed demons and demons, swept away the evils, and created the Taoist school in the overseas wilderness with his own strength, providing a shelter from the wind and rain for countless Chinese children who crossed the sea.

Although Xiao Fan is not a pure Taoist person, he is a great magician of the authentic inheritance of Huaxia, and he is a psychic soldier, and in the hands of Xiao Zhenren, he can also exert extremely strong power.

The sword is unsheathed, like a dragon passing through the sky, and the momentum is overwhelming.

The natal spirit pet knew that it was powerful, and it was too late to take the "Red Flame Grass", and when he turned over in mid-air, he was about to flee away.

There was a crisp sound, and the sword struck the centipede, making a sound similar to that of a metal clash of metals.

With a painful hiss, half of the shiny black armor flew up, and blood splattered from the giant centipede's back.

Although the natal spiritual pet of the great master of Mogu was good, after all, he still couldn't resist the sharpness of the treasure of the Yuyang Guan Zhenjiao, and was slashed by a sword.

Sitting cross-legged all this time, Makora opened his eyes sharply and erupted in furious flames.

Xiao Fan ignored the great master of Modo, and flew onto the black railing of the pool wall of the "Holy Spring", and his eyes were fixed on the "Red Flame Grass" in the center of the "Holy Spring". Stretching out his hand, the "Demon Slaying Sword" in the air flew back and held it in Xiao Fan's hand. A cold glow. Flashing out from the spine of the sword, it meandered and swam, and the figure of a flying dragon was faintly visible.

"Dare!"

The mogul roared. With one foot on the ground, the whole person flew up, the green light in his hands shone brightly, and countless green butterflies of all sizes were conjured, condescendingly and densely shooting towards Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan wielded the "Demon Slaying Sword", a shining curtain of light. Suddenly the whole person was enveloped under him.

Xiao Fan had seen the green butterflies turned into green mangs by the green hands of the dove, and it was difficult for even the yin servants raised in southern Jiangsu to resist. It can be seen that if it is really contaminated, there will be no good fruit to eat. However, the "Demon Slaying Sword" is a Taoist treasure, specializing in overcoming all kinds of evil monsters. The green butterfly just rushes above the sword net. It was instantly annihilated by the light curtain.

Rao is so. Under the onslaught of the dove, Xiao Fan still retreated from the railing of the pool wall and retreated step by step towards the edge of the stone henge. In his left hand, he tightly clasped a talisman, but he did not sacrifice it for the time being.

Under the skin of the dove, a trace of blood appeared again, and his face twitched.

A short quarter of an hour is not enough to regulate the messy things in your body. Not to mention healing injuries. This time, he tried his best to force Xiao Fan back, and the head and the yin ghost couldn't be suppressed again.

"Great power teacher. There's no need to lose both. All I need is 'Red Flame Grass'! ”

Under the shroud of sword light, Xiao Fanzhong's calm voice sounded.

Mo Gu sneered: "Taking away the 'Red Flame Grass' is equivalent to taking my life. ”

Xiao Fan was silent.

Originally, as a great teacher, as a great teacher, as long as he stopped cultivating the "Heavenly Ghost Descent", then even if there was no "Red Flame Grass", it should not be a problem to save his life. Who knows that this is not the case, without the "Red Flame Grass", even if it is a great power teacher, it is also helpless.

The possibility of negotiation, in fact, is gone.

However, Mo Gu obviously didn't understand the situation Xiao Fan was facing, and after a while, he suddenly said: "Mr. Xiao, except for 'Red Flame Grass', I will agree to any other conditions." I can immediately lift Miss Ji's head, and even Sunan, I will let him live. Whatever you want, as long as the Modove Manor has, you can take it. I swear by the demons in my heart that I will never pursue it in the future. I don't hold you accountable, I don't hold Sunan accountable, and I don't hold accountable the Taoist priests of Yuyang Temple. A qiē is not to blame in the past, and from now on, the well water does not violate the river water. ”

With the identity and status of the great power teacher in the Danman Kingdom, when Mo Gu said this, he was actually taking the initiative to retreat. Except for the "Red Flame Grass", which cannot be sold, anything else, Mo Gu is willing to take it out and make a deal with Xiao Fan.

In fact, Modove also realized that the current situation was too dangerous to give in.

Xiao Fan sighed softly and said, "Great Master, I also need 'Red Flame Grass' to save my life!" ”

The dove was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, and the laughter spread far away like a night owl, echoing in the night sky for a long time.

"In that case, what else is there to say. Let's fight to the death! ”

"Great Heavenly King, please give your disciple divine power!"

The great master of the modove pinched the trick with both hands in the air, and chanted the name of the "great heavenly king" Lazadri, and in an instant, the yin wind howled, and the dense fog formed by the condensation of the earth's veins and yin qi rose up one after another, drilling into the body of the modove.

At the same time, a burst of terrible ghost horns sounded, and the black mist above the heads of the remaining five white jade sculptures emerged, and the five yin ghosts probed out, looking up at the modove in mid-air, the red light in the gloomy eyes shone, and at the same time opened his mouth and screamed, and he also flew up, pounced towards the modove, and instantly drilled into the body of the modove.

The short, thin body of the dove suddenly swelled, and his eyes gradually turned blood-red. What was especially strange was that a thick black qi like an entity condensed from his broken leg, which gathered more and more, gradually lengthened, and after a while, it actually condensed into the appearance of a calf. Although it looks extremely different from the real body, his broken leg is really reborn.

And the breath of Mo Dove's whole person has become ghostly, as if there is nothing.

"Half-Spirit ......"

Sunan, who was already dying, was also awakened by this strange aura, barely opened his eyes, and suddenly showed absolutely unbelievable eyes, and shouted in horror. (To be continued......)