After looking at the Mohai people who had gathered together, the Blood Spirit Holy Son no longer cared about Wang Zifeng and the three of them, and rushed directly towards the Mohai people.

When Wang Zifeng and the three of them saw it, their faces changed suddenly, and they hurriedly stopped them.

But the speed of the Blood Spirit Saint Son was very fast, he was extremely powerful, and he directly killed one of the Mohai tribesmen, and the other Mohai people were frightened, and they all got out of the way, revealing the figure of Li Mushen.

I saw Li Mushen squatting there, his expression solemn, and on the piece of red seed divine source in his hand, he carved a series of formation patterns with the Zhulong Sword Pattern, and the power that exuded made the surrounding space turbulent.

It's almost done.

The Blood Spirit Holy Son was full of murderous aura, and this group of people even wanted to carve a formation pattern and escape!

The Molong King stopped carving the formation pattern, put this piece of red seed divine source into the ring, and hummed: "Little guy, look at your sister, believe it or not, this king roasted you and ate it." ”

Li Mushen listened to the voice of the Molong King, and was very helpless.

Even if the Molong King was once very powerful, but at this moment, after all, he borrowed Li Mushen's body, and the strength he could exert was only a five-star martial artist.

Could it be that the Molong King thought that with the strength of the five-star martial arts, he would be able to deal with the Blood Spirit Holy Son?

The Blood Spirit Saint Son listened to the words of the Ink Dragon King, and a sinister smile appeared on his handsome and bloody face, "You are a Origin Heavenly Master?"

The Molong King smiled, "This king is not the Source Heavenly Master, this king is your father." ”

After speaking, the Ink Dragon King held the Dragon Sword in his hand and slashed towards the Blood Spirit Holy Son.

When the Blood Spirit Holy Son heard the words of the Ink Dragon King, his eyes were full of murderous aura.

He could feel that the cultivation of the Ink Dragon King was only a five-star martial artist, and the three generals just now were not his opponents, could it be that this kid was an opponent?

He reached out and grabbed the Dragon Sword in the hand of the Ink Dragon King, and then killed the Origin Heavenly Master of the Celebrity.

No one can escape from the hands of the Blood Spirit Royalty.

Seeing that the Blood Spirit Holy Son actually grabbed the Zhulong Sword with his hand, the Molong King shouted, and directly used the Treasure Qilin Arm, and the Zhulong Sword contained the power of a thousand tripods and directly slashed over!

The Blood Spirit Holy Son's face changed the moment he grabbed the Zhulong Sword, the Zhulong Sword looked tattered, but it was so sharp that it directly broke through his body.

You must know that the Blood Spirit Holy Son was a martial arts general, and his physical body was already comparable to the existence of a Xuan-level weapon.

Among them, the power of the Thousand Tripods contained in this Dragon Sword is the most surprising to the Blood Spirit Holy Son, he made the Great Blood Seal of the Blood Spirit Royal Clan's palms are only comparable to the power of two thousand tripods, a small martial artist actually has the power of a thousand tripods, how not to surprise him.

The Blood Spirit Holy Son didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly pulled out his hand, but a wound had been cut in the palm of his hand by the Dragon Sword, and with a dragon groan, a dragon shadow from the sword body penetrated into the Blood Spirit Holy Son's arm through this opening, devouring his qi, blood, and essence!

Feeling that the qi, blood, and essence in his arm were devoured in large quantities, the face of the Blood Spirit Holy Son, which had never changed, suddenly changed, and without the slightest hesitation, his other hand turned into a knife palm, and suddenly cut off the arm that was devoured by the dragon soul.

Blood gushed like a spring, and the face of the Blood Spirit Holy Son did not change at all, he stepped back and shouted, "What kind of sword are you?"

The arm that fell to the ground lost its qi, and the serum qi dried up instantly, and the dragon shadow returned from the arm to the dragon sword.

And Wang Zifeng and the three of them originally wanted to come to protect Li Mushen, but they didn't expect Li Mushen to force the Blood Spirit Holy Son to cut off his own arm, and they shocked their extraordinary colleagues and killed the Blood Spirit Holy Son again.

The Blood Spirit Royal Clan saw that the Blood Spirit Holy Son had cut off an arm, their faces remained unchanged, the Blood Spirit Royal Clan was a fighting race, they were favored by heaven and earth, and the severed arms would grow again in a few months!

"Li Mushen, how long will it take for the teleportation array to be successfully engraved. Mu Bai Gongzi asked with a pale face.

"It's coming. ”

Seeing that the three of them blocked the Blood Spirit Saint Son again, the Molong King took out the Red Seed Divine Source and continued to carve the formation pattern.

Due to the loss of an arm, the strength of the Blood Spirit Holy Son directly dropped by two percent, and he couldn't get out of the battle with Wang Zifeng, and directly shouted: "The Blood Spirit Royal Clan will kill all the others for me." ”

After finishing speaking, all the Blood Spirit Royal Clansmen were awe-inspiring, and they slaughtered this group of people with a murderous aura.

The strength of the Blood Spirit Royal Clan is not only comparable to that of the Mohai Clan, but when the two collide together, it is a one-sided slaughter.

The screams continued, blood splattered in the air, and a member of the Mohai tribe died.

Li Mushen let the Blood Spirit Holy Son cut off one of his arms, so that the other Blood Spirit Royal Clansmen did not dare to despise it, and there were more than a dozen people surrounding the Molong King.

The Blood Spirit Royal Clan is a fighting race, and it is even more superb in tactics, with more than a dozen people in an offensive and killing formation.

The Ink Dragon King is still carving the formation at the moment, Li Mushen is even more dignified when he looks at this scene, and he doesn't know what the Ink Dragon King will do next?

The Blood Spirit Royal Clansmen who besieged and killed Li Mushen were not weak, and everyone's cultivation had reached the realm of military generals, and they all glanced at each other and killed directly at the Molong King.

The Ink Dragon King lowered his head with a formation pattern engraved with a formation pattern, and when this punch hit, he took a step to the left and directly dodged this punch, and then took a step back, and dodged the palm from another Blood Spirit Royal Clan.

These dozen or so Blood Spirit Royal Clansmen all attacked the Ink Dragon King, but the Ink Dragon King was not hit or injured several times.

Li Mushen watched all this, and naturally knew that what the Molong King was using at this moment was the Easy Cloud Technique that had been taught to him.

The Loose Cloud Technique used by the Ink Dragon King is many times more clever than Li Mushen.

Every time Li Mushen used the Freedom from the Cloud Technique, he would consume a large amount of the mountain ancient spiritual power in the Human Spirit Lake.

However, the Ink Dragon King's Freedom from the Cloud Technique seemed to be stepping on the general trend of heaven and earth, and the consumption of ancient spiritual power was even more insignificant, so Li Mushen had to calm down and carefully watch the Ink Dragon King's Freedom from the Cloud Technique, hoping to learn more from it.

The Ink Dragon King naturally also felt that Li Mushen was learning, he nodded in satisfaction, slowed down, and continued to carve the teleportation array pattern on the red race divine source.

At this moment, the Blood Spirit Saint Son's face was gloomy, and because he only had one arm, he was unable to repel Wang Zifeng and the others.

The Blood Spirit King left here and handed everything over to him, naturally hoping that the Blood Spirit Holy Son would be able to do all this well.

Seeing that the Ink Dragon King was about to carve a teleportation array pattern to escape from here, how could he be willing!

With one hand, a large blood mark with half the power blasted Mo Shuiyi back, and he directly killed the Ink Dragon King who was still carving the formation pattern.

The sword qi overflowed, and I saw that the blood between the prince's ribs was gushing like a spring, stopping the Blood Spirit Holy Son.

Mu Bai Gongzi pinched a jet-black corpse tooth between his index fingers and suddenly ejected away.

The Blood Spirit Holy Son once again knocked Wang Zifeng into the air with blood, but this time, he didn't block the corpse tooth that Mu Bai Gongzi secretly catapulted.

The corpse tooth is the poisonous fang extracted from the corpse slave above the military general in the corpse pack sect, and the alchemist tempers the hundred poisons, which contains terrifying corpse poison, and even the nine-star generals dare not easily hit the corpse teeth of the corpse pack sect.

The corpse teeth were sharp, directly piercing the flesh and skin of the Blood Spirit Holy Son, although he pulled out the corpse teeth for the first time, but the flesh and blood at the wound were already dark and rotten, and soon emitted a foul smell, so that the Blood Spirit Holy Son had to use spiritual power to defend against the corpse poison, and his strength dropped by two percent again.

"You lowly Terran!"

The Blood Spirit King roared angrily, his eyes were red with blood, and he rushed towards Mu Bai Gongzi.

Seeing the situation, Mu Bai Gongzi hurriedly retreated, and shot out the corpse teeth from his fingers again.

The Blood Spirit Royal Clan is powerful, especially at this moment, a group of Blood Spirit Royal Clansmen gathered together, and soon slaughtered the Mohai Clan, the corpses piled up like a mountain, the blood gathered like a stream, and more and more Mohai Clansmen attacked the Molong King.

The dragon sword in the hand of the ink dragon king was dazzling, and the fine sweat on his forehead was rising, on one side he used the cloud technique to avoid the attack of the Mohai tribesmen, and on the other side he was engraved with a formation pattern, the ink dragon king was temporarily borrowed from Li Mushen's body at this moment, so it became unbearable.

The light of the Zhulong Sword in his hand flashed, and the last formation pattern was suddenly successfully engraved, and the light of the entire red race divine source rose sharply, exuding the power of the formation pattern.

The soul power of the Ink Dragon King weakened, and he no longer controlled Li Mushen's body, and returned to the Human Spirit Lake.

"With the body of a five-star martial artist, the teleportation array pattern is engraved, and the soul power of this king is very expensive, and this king has to sleep in the human spirit lake to warm his soul, and then I will hand it over to you. ”

Li Mushen nodded, and his consciousness once again dominated the body.

He held the Zhulong Sword in one hand and the Red Race Divine Source in the other, and shouted, "The teleportation array pattern has been engraved, you can escape from here!"

After speaking, the red race divine source in Li Mushen's hand was directly crushed, and the power of the formation pattern in the red seed divine source directly gushed out, directly breaking the heaven and earth blocked by the Blood Spirit King.

Li Mushen dodged the attack of the Blood Spirit Royal Clan, and used the Loose Cloud Technique with all his might, and the entire figure suddenly shot away into the distance of the Mohai Clan!

Wang Zifeng and the three of them also stopped attacking at the same time, and each fled in one direction!

Except for Li Mushen and the four people, all the 100,000 Mohai people died here.

The earth was dyed crimson, corpses were strewn across the field, and rivers of blood flowed like rivers.

The Blood Spirit Holy Son's eyes were red, and he gasped heavily, and the other Blood Spirit Royal Clansmen didn't dare to speak, they stopped in place and listened to the Blood Spirit Holy Son's orders.

"You, you, you, you three and I are going to chase those three!"

The Blood Spirit Holy Son pointed to the three Blood Spirit Royal Clansmen whose strength was second only to himself in the Blood Spirit Royal Clan.

"The others will stay here for me, waiting for the return of the Blood Spirit King!" After speaking, the Blood Spirit Holy Son chased after Li Mushen.

The sword in Li Mushen's hand shocked him by being able to inflict such a big injury on him, and then he was able to carve a formation pattern that broke the blockade of the Blood Spirit King's heaven and earth, so he couldn't let him escape.

The speed of the Blood Spirit Holy Son is extremely fast, and it won't take long to catch up with Li Mushen who uses the Xiaoyao Congyun Technique, after all, the Xiaoyao Congyun Technique consumes Li Mushen very much, even Li Mushen doesn't dare to use it many times.

After the Blood Spirit Holy Son disappeared in front of these Blood Spirit Royal Clansmen, the earth shook violently again, and I saw that between the mountains in the distance, a colorful divine light shot out, and the divine light ran through the sky, as if illuminating the entire Eastern Wilderness!

Li Mushen, who was fleeing, naturally saw this divine light and muttered to himself: "The vision of heaven and earth, the primeval inheritance is about to be born!"

And at this moment, a big blood mark retreated horizontally, and Li Mushen was directly hit by the big blood mark, vomiting blood and flying out.

The five internal organs were in severe pain, and the bones in his whole body seemed to have been shattered, Li Mushen stood up with difficulty, looked at the person who came, and said in a deep voice: "Blood Spirit Holy Son!"