When the Blood Spirit Ancestor was playing with the blood refining ball, suddenly in the courtyard of the Shenlong Island prison, a group of people wearing Mao suits saw the Blood Spirit Ancestor and the big demons around him, and they were suddenly stunned, and someone pointed at the Blood Spirit Ancestor and said: Not good! The Blood Spirit Ancestor has escaped from the underground prison!

Together, a group of tunics suddenly surrounded the Blood Spirit Ancestor, and there were a large number of people, most of them more than thirty.

These people are dressed in tunics, but with the movement of walking, as well as the momentum exuded from their bodies, they are all very powerful hands at a glance.

In this group of tunics, there are three people, two old men, and one young man.

After everyone besieged the Blood Spirit Ancestor and those few big demons, the Blood Spirit Ancestor still didn't even raise his eyelids, and his eyes were still on the Blood Refining Ball in his hand.

Blood Spirit Ancestor, your life is really big enough, the entire heavy prison has been blown up, and you can still survive. The person who spoke was the young man who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old at most, with a sword behind his back, staring at the Blood Spirit Ancestor.

The big demons around the Blood Spirit Ancestor, including the rat demon, suddenly showed a look of horror on their faces when they saw so many masters coming around, and they all waited for them.

The people of Shenlong Island, since they can catch so many big demons in this ghost place, the people in this place are not ordinary people, and there are still many super masters.

For example, the thirty or so masters in Mao suits in front of him, each of them is a very strong existence, and the worst one is a master at the elder level of Longhu Mountain or Maoshan Mountain.

Among them, especially the three people who took the lead, their cultivation was even more powerful, otherwise, the big demons around the Blood Spirit Ancestor would not be so fearful.

Hearing the young boy's unceremonious words, the Blood Spirit Ancestor rolled his eyelids, let out a cold snort from his nostrils, held the Blood Refining Ball in his hand and said, "What are you?"

The young man's eyes narrowed, his murderous anger suddenly rose, and he said angrily: You don't even know me?

The old man has lived for more than 200 years, and he knows countless masters, how old are you, where will you know such a little miscellaneous person! It's just a clown who jumps off the beam, and he's embarrassed to show it off in front of the deity. The Blood Spirit Ancestor looked at the young man.

You are really blind, you don't even know our Three Swords Maniac on Shenlong Island, it doesn't hurt to tell you, I am the second eldest of the Three Swordsmen of Shenlong, the big name Wen Rui, known as the Sword Immortal, so that you can die and understand! The young man named Wen Rui said very arrogantly.

This person opened his mouth, but he made the blood spirit ancestor laugh, this smile was quite helpless, squinted his eyes and said: What kind of sword fairy sword monster, the gimmick is not small, I don't know if I have real skills, and I am embarrassed to beep in front of the old man.

The old man is a sword monster, and the sword fairy is my second brother. An old man in his nineties stood up and said with a look of disgrief.

As soon as these words came out, even the several big demons around the Blood Spirit Ancestor were confused, what kind of routine is this, a ninety-year-old man calls a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy to call the second brother.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor looked at these three guys with a confused expression, feeling that these three people were like a nervous disorder, they were crazy enough, these three were even crazier than themselves.

After a pause, the Blood Spirit Ancestor looked at the other old man and said, "These two people are a sword immortal and a sword monster, what are you?"

Bold, the old man Sword Saint, the Daimyo Shiping, the Sword Immortal and the Sword Monster are all my brothers, the Blood Spirit Ancestor, it is best for you to be caught, lest our three brothers do it and let your blood splash five steps! This sword saint named Shi Ping was even more arrogant than those two.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor couldn't help laughing out loud at once, laughing at the front and back, really amused the three guys in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky, thinking that he Blood Spirit Ancestor, who had lived for more than two hundred years, and was a cultivator against the sky, today the blood refining saint was a great achievement, and just came out, he encountered three neuropathies that threatened him, isn't this a big joke?

Seeing the Blood Spirit Ancestor's extremely contemptuous laughter, the Divine Dragon Three Sword Maniac suddenly looked angry, and the second Wen Rui said angrily: Blood Spirit Ancestor, what are you laughing at? When you're crying, you're crying!

The old man laughed at the three of you for being a psychopath, and after a while, the old man screwed off the heads of the three of you and kicked them as a ball, see how you pretend to be compared with the old man! The Blood Spirit Ancestor's expression tightened, his body was full of blood and energy, and his fierce cultivation made his momentum rise steadily.

Even the somewhat rickety figure gradually became erect.

At this time, the rat demon standing beside the Blood Spirit Ancestor whispered: Ancestor, these three people are not simple, they were caught by this Divine Dragon Three Swords Maniac in the first place, you must be careful.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor glanced at the rat demon with slanted eyes, and said with some displeasure: "You mean that the old man is not their opponent?"

Can't...... How could these three people be the opponents of the ancestor, in the next is just to remind the ancestor to be careful and not to despise them. The rat demon said respectfully.

The rat demon's words fell, but Shi Ping, the boss of the Divine Dragon Three Sword Maniac, suddenly pulled out the sword behind his back and pointed at the Blood Spirit Ancestor and said: Blood Spirit Ancestor, today the three of my brothers want you to see our methods, and suffer death!

As he spoke, Shi Ping made the first move, and the sword in his hand exuded a chilling aura of momentum, with a murderous aura, and when he took the first step, he slashed towards the Blood Spirit Ancestor.

As soon as the boss Shi Ping made a move, the two people around him immediately pulled out the long sword in their hands and surrounded the Blood Spirit Ancestor.

As for the rest of the twenty or thirty super masters of Shenlong Island, they directly pounced on the rat demon behind the Blood Spirit Ancestor and the remaining few surviving big demons.

The reason why this dragon three swords madness is so crazy is definitely because of the arrogance of the capital, the three swords are all peerless and rare swords, and the cultivation of these three people is also very strong.

The boss Shi Ping slashed out with a sword, and between the sword qi and the vertical and horizontal, a ravine more than a meter deep suddenly cut out on the ground, and spread towards the Blood Spirit Ancestor.

And the other two also flashed in shape, and directly killed the Blood Spirit Ancestor's side, and the two swords stabbed towards the Blood Spirit Ancestor's vital point respectively.

When the Blood Spirit Ancestor saw that the other party's move had such momentum, he suddenly had a plan in his heart, and couldn't help but nod and said: This is still a little interesting, it is worth the old man's action to clean you up.

With that, the Blood Spirit Ancestor's figure flashed, turned into a phantom, and suddenly came to the side of the boss Shi Ping, and reached out and grabbed his sword.