Chapter 177: Powerful Pressure
The figure stopped, like an iron tower, wrapped in a dense layer of air, standing in front of Yang Lan like this, it turned out to be the blood soul sent by a group of people to save Yang Lan.
"We live enough to protect, and kill him......" The blood of the soul was like a ruby sound, and a powerful pressure had erupted, it did not touch Yang Lan, and pointed to the big faction.
"It's ...... Compared to the ambiguity of the Yuanying realm...... Is there a little bit of spirit?" Cheng Xianjiao's pale face was full of shock. He directly wiped the blood refining on the sword, and under Yang Yuliu's brand, a sword walked out.
However, the blood of the soul did not move, causing the sword to shatter and not seeing any action from it. The sword pierced into his body, and even his clothes did not move.
"I like life doesn't seem to be enough to kill him......" The blood soul opened again, and then he suddenly burned, and there was a little golden light on his hand, and he attacked the adult god.
Facing the panic of the main group, Chengxian quickly retreated, but the speed of the blood soul was much faster than him, and almost in the blink of an eye, he came to the front of the immortal group, and taught Chengxian to the master with one punch.
"Ah......" How Master Cheng Xie resisted the blood on his hands, he was hit by Zidan hundreds of feet away.
The Blood Elf Sword is not a common product, and it has not been cracked by Master Yuan Ying even a bit.
The voice of the soul of "Killing ......" blood appeared again, and the blow hit the immortal lobby.
"Cockroaches dare to kill!" Master Cheng Xian's hair was scattered, and his robe was a little torn, but his expression was extremely cold.
Later, he didn't know the method, and even the blood of the Blood Refining Sword kept pouring out, and even sent out a burst of ghosts, constantly crying out from the Blood Refining Sword.
Master Chengjiao "Prosperity", using both hands to perfect the sword of the blood spirit and the blood soul is difficult to remember, the two are centered, emitting a strong fluctuation, wave some of the sounds around the trees, all the birds and beasts trembling in the forest, this jungle suddenly became silent.
Lord Cheng Xian vomited blood and quickly retreated.
"Blood refining swords, not enough...... The blood absorbed by it... It's too little......" Teacher Chengxian said to himself, and actually put the Blood Refining Sword directly on the Blood Soul, looking at the Blood Soul.
He knew that the soul of blood was comparable to the realm of the master of the primordial infant. If he can't escape, he can't escape, but the Blood Soul is just a monk. If he is an ordinary monk, he can try if he uses some methods. Bloody souls!
"Don't change!" The guide of the gods drank alcohol, and his body expanded rapidly, and his breathing increased several times as his body expanded.
It was clear that the goblins he was showing were much more subtle than those of the congregation, and he was showing them much faster, and almost after a while, the change was complete.
"It's just a flaw!" After becoming a Blood Demon Changer, this immortal teacher turned into a monster like the one named Yue before, but the pressure it exuded was much stronger than it was itself, and it was even weak when it approached Yuan Yingjing!
In addition, although his eyes are red, he clearly retains a little consciousness, and his ability to speak is not completely lost, and he can speak.
"Still relatively ......weak" The soul of blood opened, and after a while, it appeared next to the monster, became the master of immortal education, and beat it out.
"There's really no way!" The wizard's voice was hoarse, and his body was flying again. The soul of blood was right next to him. Seems like just a child. His body was covered in a thick mist of blood, exuding endless suffocation.
"Prosperous ......"
The two fists crossed together, and the monsters that had become the Immortal Lord roared angrily, and the blood and blood around them were scattered, and even most of the blood on their right hands was stained, and the bloody souls were shattered. In the right shoulder, several bones are pierced out of the right shoulder...
"I don't know why...... "Master Chengxian wants to believe that he has been recognized as a card with Monk Yuanying.
However, the soul of blood cannot control its own thoughts. He slammed his fist again, piercing directly through the chamber of the monster that had been turned into the fairy godmother.
"No......" Professor Cheng Xie retreated through the wind and waves, and then ascended to the sky.
Soul, later, the blood soul appeared in front of Yang Lan, grabbed it, and squatted on his shoulder.
"Wait...... Wait...... Jade...... Simple... Yu Jian ...... "Yang Lan was on the verge of coma, but he still raised his left arm and pointed to the side of the immortal. Jade communication.
The blood soul glared at Yang Lan angrily and walked over to pick up the jade treasure, but Yang Lan fainted.
"Come back......" The blood of the soul sounds like a grinding stone. He glared at Yang Lan angrily, and his body flashed and walked towards the sect.
When the Blood Soul had taken Yang Lan away for a long time, the people who had stayed away from this place had been trained to have a strong collision smell. I dare to go back to Quwangcheng.
Soon, the Blood Soul glared at Yang Lan angrily, returned to the mountain gate, and recognized the Blood Soul, the apprentice of the gatekeeper. Therefore, it didn't stop, just looked at the blood soul on Yang Lan's shoulder.
"Who's that guy on the shoulder?" It looks so tragic... No, how do I look?" A female disciple spoke.
"It feels familiar to me, too. I seem to have seen this man somewhere, but I don't remember......" another disciple chimed in.
"Do you think he's familiar?" I think I've seen him......" said another disciple.
"That'......s right! Maybe it's Yang Lan's brother, right?" There was a shocking color on the face of the young disciple who had just spoken.
"Yes... In other words, Yang Lan's elder brother ...... What happened, he was so badly injured...... "Once upon a time there was a disciple who was addicted to Ah Ah and some people did not believe it.
"Mo... Is that the one who injured Brother Tian a few months ago?" Someone asked.
"Impossible, with Master Yang's talent, I'm afraid I can already fight with the monks of Lingtai. How could I have been hurt by that person?" Someone shook his head.
At this time, the blood soul had already taken Yang Lan away and came to Liu Daofeng, and the blood soul squatted in front of Yang Lan and knelt in front of the Fang clan's East Mansion.
"My lord is wounded... I'm incompetent" The Blood Soul's voice was still rubbing like a stone, but it seemed a little muffled.
"Hey... Oh......" The voice of the world echoed in Dongfu.
"It's okay, Blood Soul, you take him to Qinghe" After reading this sentence, Fang's "Dongfu" was silent.
"According to... My master lives ......" The blood of the soul opened, leaving Yang Lan behind.
Almost instantly, the blood soul glared at Yang Lan angrily, appeared at the elixir peak, and stood in front of the elixir hall.
"Clear the river"
"Qinghe save me......" The blood of the soul opened, and he looked around at the disciple elixir hall.
"The man of God...... Is it Brother Yang?" The female disciples covered their mouths, and their flowers were eclipsed.
"This is really Brother Yang, why is he so seriously injured?" The other disciples also discovered that the blood soul on the shoulder belonged to Yang Lan.
A few days ago, I saw Yang Shixiong coming down the mountain...... "I saw Yang Lan's apprentice go into the city.
"To the palm of your hand!" There was a disciple inside the door. Soon, several people walked into the Elixir Hall and notified Xu Qinghe.
Xu Qinghe was boiling a pot of herbs. Hearing that the disciple said that Yang Lan was seriously injured, he gave up the potion and hurriedly walked out of the main hall. The red-haired white dan boy was also next to him.
"Why is this, oh, what's going on?" Xu Qinghe looked at Yang Hao, he had lost his right arm and left calf, his body was covered with scars, and most of his parts were sagging.