Yi Feng encountered a great crisis at this time, his blood-red hands held him tightly and comfortably, and he was still absorbing his blood.

Yi Feng knew that if he was dragged into the blood pool, I was afraid that the end would not be much better than that blood man.

At this time, he couldn't care too much, the soul power and spiritual power were fused, and the ethereal spirit technique was urged to the extreme, and the ancestral thunder inscription was also summoned out of his body by him, and he had already burst out with power beyond the peak of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

Yi Feng's body was full of thunder, and the ancestral thunder inscription suspended above his head was also thunder and lightning. Under the struggle, one of his arms broke free, and without thinking about it, the palm of his hand flipped over, and a colorful sword blade appeared in his hand.

The power in his body frantically poured towards the sword blade, and the colorful sword blade slowly lit up, and in the next moment, Yi Feng slashed at the blood-red big hand.

Taishi Thunder Sword!

The thunder sword that erupted from the seven-colored sword blade was extraordinarily powerful, and the violent thunder and lightning blood-red big hand raged, Yi Feng only heard a muffled sound, and as soon as the restraint of the blood-red big hand was loosened, he took the opportunity to break free.

The blood-colored hand fell into the blood pool with a violent thunderbolt, and the raging thunder and lightning rippled tightly in the blood pool, and a few thunder flowers dissipated.

Standing by the blood pool, Yi Feng broke out in a cold sweat, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and was still afraid for a while.

If he falls into a pool of blood, the consequences may be unimaginable.

"Ant, what kind of power do you have? Ancestral Inscription? But it doesn't look like ......"

An eerie voice sounded in the hall, first asking, then turning into asking yourself.

Yi Feng held the colorful sword blade in his hand, staring at the blood pool with a solemn face, after the sword just now, the strength in his body was almost drained, and the ancestral Lei inscription had returned to his body, without a trace of movement.

At this time, the blood in the blood pool gushed up, as if it was boiling, and the sound of blood gushing made people's hearts palpitate.

A moment later, the churning blood slowly condensed into a vague human form, although the blood man was vague, but the pair of blood wings behind it was extremely obvious.

"You blood food actually has the power to resist? Did you just use the power of the ancestral inscription?"

It seemed to be a doubt about Yi Feng's strength, and this bloody man who had just condensed asked Yi Feng again.

Yi Feng stared at this bloody man with cold eyes and said, "What are you?"

Truly!

The Bloody Man laughed grimly, "How long has it been since no one dared to talk to me like that?"

The Bloody Man laughed again, "Boy, hurry up and make it clear, I can make your death a little more painful!"

Yi Feng didn't care about talking to this bloody man, he hurriedly stuffed the elixir that restored spiritual power and soul power into his mouth, trying to recover some strength.

Sitting back and waiting is not Yi Feng's style.

"Since you don't say it, let's become my blood food!"

The blood man had lost his patience, and the blood in the blood pool suddenly surged, overwhelmingly devouring Yi Feng.

Yi Feng desperately urged the ethereal technique, and the little spiritual power recovered in his body was all gathered in Yi Feng's right index finger after running in a mysterious way.

His pale and bloodless face showed ruthlessness, and he didn't even attack the blood water, but attacked the blood man.

"Ethereal Finger, you're his heir?!"

The bloody man was shocked for a moment, and then laughed: "I didn't expect your heir to die at my hands......!"

The bloody man stretched out his arm and grabbed forward, and Yi Feng's attack was wrapped in blood and water, and it was easily defused.

Yi Feng sighed helplessly, the gap between the two was too big, and he was powerless to resist at all!

The bloody man's laughter grew louder and louder, and he was even more excited at the thought of that person's descendant being devoured by him.

At the moment when the blood water was about to devour Yi Feng, a mysterious mark at the center of his eyebrows flickered, and the blood water that was swallowed up seemed to have encountered something terrible, and it actually stopped.

The bloody man was also shocked, but his blurred facial features made it impossible to see his shocked expression.

Xuan Ao's heart swept out from Yi Feng's eyebrows, and the coercion exuded made the blood people a little unbearable, and hid in the blood pool.

"What is this?"

Yi Feng naturally wouldn't answer the blood man, he stared at the imprint suspended in mid-air, he didn't expect the imperial seal to appear at this time.

The Emperor's Seal flickered again, and the paused blood suddenly dispersed, retreating into the pool of blood as if fleeing.

Suddenly, the Emperor Seal swept out a ray of light, directly piercing the eyebrows of the bloody man, only to hear a miserable scream, and the condensed bloody man turned into blood in the blood pool.

The blood in the pool of blood was surging, and he wanted to condense into a human form again, but as soon as he condensed together, it exploded.

The Emperor's Seal flickered again, and a light that was a few points weaker than just now shot on the blood-red gate, and the blood-red gate slowly moved, revealing a gap that could only pass through one person.

Yi Feng had never thought of using the Imperial Seal to kill the existence of this bloody man, and the moment a crack appeared in the blood-red gate, he rushed over.

The angry voice of the blood man roared in the blood pool, but because of the power of the imperial seal, he didn't dare to rush forward to stop Yi Feng.

I could only watch him escape through the cracks in the blood-red gates.

"Descendant of the Soul Emperor, one day I will kill you!"

Yi Feng rushed out of the blood-red gate, and the whole person collapsed weakly, thinking about everything that happened just now, he still had palpitations.

At the moment when the blood-red door closed, a streamer shot out and imprinted on Yi Feng's eyebrows.

He touched his forehead lightly, and said in his heart: "Thank you to the predecessors of the Emperor of the People, for saving my life!"

"Brother, are you okay?"

Soul Xuan found Yi Feng and rushed over as soon as possible.

"Let go of me, my old bones can't stand your toss. ”

Yi Feng coughed violently a few times, and Soul Xuan let go of him.

"It's very weird here, let's get out of here quickly!" said Soul Xuan with a solemn face.

During the time that Yi Feng entered the blood-red gate, Soul Xuan carefully studied this place and found that this place was unusual.

"Brother, this seems to be a ceremony to seal a person, and it seems to be a ceremony to resurrect a person, so strange!"

Yi Feng rested for a while, regained some strength, and stood up against the wall beside him: "No need to study, let's go!"

Everything that happened after the Scarlet Gate had already let Yi Feng know the situation here, that blood man was the Heavenly Demon Clan who had fought with the Soul Emperor, and this demon wanted to break through the seal here!

If this demon is allowed to break through the seal, then the entire ethereal realm will be ruined!

The Zhou family's movements must be stopped!