This group of blood cultivators who made the Sikong family suffer a lot are all first-class masters, not to mention the strength of the internal force, and the light skills are even better, they originally didn't take this little thing that even the breath of the blood rakshasa is incomplete in their eyes, but when this little thing hit them, they didn't even have time to react, so they were knocked out one after another.

Where is this little guy? It's clearly a small cannon barrel!!

The Blood Shura was knocked over to the ground, and the scene was very spectacular and tragic.

The face of the head of the Sikong family finally showed a relieved expression, he knew that it was right to trust the ancestor, if he had a thought at the beginning and assassinated the Rakshasa King, now the person who was hit by this little thing was the subordinate of the Sikong family.

Some people are happy, and naturally some people are sad.

While the head of the Sikong family was secretly happy, the face of the head of the Sang family became very ugly.

If the arrival of Yan Jiuchao is not unexpected, the appearance of the little Rakshasa is completely surprising, I thought that without the blood pill, this little thing would definitely die, but unexpectedly, it was the people of the Underworld Mountain who saved it, not only rescued, but also seemed to have increased its ability than before.

If I knew this, I should have broken it by the stream!

Unfortunately, there are no ifs, only consequences and results.

But...... It doesn't have to be without a chance of winning, is it?

The head of the Sang family stared at the movements of the little rakshasa and found that although its body was much faster than the original, the aura of the blood rakshasa in its body was also much weaker than before, which showed that it was not a complete blood rakshasa, and his blood cultivators underestimated it and did not take much precautions to get into its way, but as long as they dealt with it newly, they would not worry about pinching this little thing!

"Don't be careless!"

The head of the Sang family screamed, and the blood cultivators immediately stood up from the ground, they covered their aching chests, looked at the little guy who made them lose face in front of everyone, and secretly swore that they must kill it!

The Blood Asuras were indeed careless, but from now on, they won't.

Everyone raised their vigilance to the highest level, glaring at the little rakshasa in the center.

The little rakshasa bared his teeth fiercely and continued to attack them.

However, this time, the Blood Asuras, who had raised their realm to the extreme, were not slammed away by it again, and they used their moves to fight it fiercely.

The little Rakshasa only had half of the Blood Pill in his body, and the power in this half of the Blood Pill was only less than eleven, and its Blood Rakshasa aura was quickly suppressed by the Blood Cultivators of the Sang family.

"How...... How so? The brow of the Sikong family master, who had finally relaxed, furrowed again.

Sikong Changfeng thought for a moment and said, "It's just half a Blood Rakshasa that fights with that group of people as a Blood Rakshasa and is not their opponent. ”

The face of the head of the Sikong family changed: "That...... So what to do? ”

Sikong Changfeng didn't speak, he turned his head and looked at Yan Jiuchao, who was high above, he supported his head with one hand, and lay on his side lightly, his face was light and light, as if he was not in a hurry about the plight of the little Rakshasa.

"There's no hurry." Sikong Changfeng said.

"Not in a hurry?" The head of the Sikong family looked at this son in shock, "When is it, the little Rakshasa is going to be defeated!" When it fails, it's our turn next! ”

Sikong Changfeng glanced at Yan Jiuchao, who was more like a royal family than him, and didn't know if it tasted like anything else, and said sourly: "The sky has fallen, isn't there still a top on it?" ”

Yan Jiuchao didn't seem to hear Sikong Changfeng's words, and looked at the little rakshasa who was chased by the blood Shura and fled with his head in his hands.

"Quack, Quack, Quack!" An internal force almost slashed at the little Rakshasa's head, and the little Rakshasa screamed angrily!

It swooped towards Yan Jiuchao, trying to pounce into Yan Jiuchao's arms, but Yan Jiuchao didn't even raise his eyelids, only lightly widened his sleeves and brushed it into the clutches of the Blood Shura.

"Twitter!" The little rakshasa hair exploded!!

The Blood Asuras burst out with terrifying internal force and blasted down towards the little rakshasas!

"Twitter, twitter!" Little Rakshasa is going crazy!

The full force of more than a dozen blood Shura's blows, even the thunder is nothing more than that, the heart of the Sikong family master is in his throat, and even Sikong Changfeng, who has always been pretending to be calm, can't bear it anymore, he pulled out the long sword in his hand.

He understood what the little Rakshasa meant to Yu Wan, and if he could, he would fight for his life to save the little Rakshasa from the hands of that group of blood cultivators.

Just when the little Rakshasa was about to be beaten to death by that group of people, a cold aura erupted from the little Rakshasa's body.

Everyone's faces changed in unison.

The head of the Sikong family widened his eyes: "This ...... It's ......"

"The Recipe for Longevity!" Sikong Changfeng said incredulously.

"How can he grow a life recipe?" The head of the Sang family staggered back a step, his eyes were full of shock, the secret of immortality is the technique of restraining the blood rakshasas, although it can also warm the blood rakshasa when necessary, but I have never heard that these two exercises can appear on a person's body at the same time, whether it is the Rakshasa King or the ancestor of the Sang family, it can't!

"Could it be ......" In the midst of the lightning and fire, the head of the Sang family seemed to realize something, and suddenly looked at the little rakshasa who was besieged by a group of blood cultivators, and after the internal force of the immortal formula was stimulated, the blood cultivators were instantly restrained.

"No...... Sikong Ye is a more powerful martial idiot than Sang Qiuhan, how could he give up half of his inner pill to save the little rakshasa? Isn't this ruining half of his life? "The head of the Sang family lives with himself, and he really doesn't want to believe that Sikong Ye would do such a surprising thing, but he doesn't believe that the facts are in front of him.

When Yan Jiuchao stimulates the potential of the little rakshasa, he also uses the longevity formula, but it is difficult to induce the longevity formula, and more often than not, it is the blood demon skill that is lured, and it is different from the battle with the blood assura.

This is an instinct of all things to restrain each other, in the battle against the blood demon, the longevity recipe will not help but be ready to move, the little rakshasa from the initial stumbling, to the next ten times, seven or eight times can use the longevity recipe.

This is a leap forward.

After slapping a Blood Shura with one palm, the little Rakshasa flashed in front of Yan Jiuchao, tilting his little head and looking at him with blinking eyes, as if waiting for him to praise it.

Yan Jiu raised his eyebrows.

In the next second, I watched the little rakshasa be knocked away by a sneak attack blood Shura.

Little Rakshasa rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue!

The little rakshasa flew up and turned against the guest, beating the blood Shura who attacked it into a meatloaf!!

Its body grew faster and faster, shuttling through the Sang family's masters like lightning, and with each shuttle, a blood Shura fell.

Every time it fell, it would come to Yan Jiuchao to show off.

Yan Jiuchao made this little lightning hurt, and when it flashed in front of him for the first time, he reached out and grabbed the little rakshasa with a slender hand like jade and grabbed it squarely.

The masters of the Sang family are about to kneel, and a group of them can't surround them, how did this man catch him casually?

The back collar of the little rakshasa was grabbed by Yan Jiuchao, and it looked at Yan Jiuchao cutely.

Yan Jiuchao said with disgust: "Don't shake, it makes the young master dizzy, the main master is there, don't patronize your own practice, let the main master escape." ”

The head of the Sang family, who was fleeing quietly and silently, stiffened his spine when he heard this!

The little rakshasa bared his teeth fiercely and pounced on him!

The head of the Sang family was thrown to the ground fiercely!

He has taken a large number of pills to improve his strength, and his realm is far above the master of the Sikong family, but when it comes to dealing with a vengeful little rakshasa, he is still a little inferior.

The little rakshasa grabbed him by the collar and threw him to the ground!

I only heard a click, and the leg bone of the head of the Sang family was broken.

As if that weren't enough, the little Rakshasa kicked him mercilessly, just as he had kicked himself when he was by the stream.

At this step, the ribs of the head of the Sang family were also broken, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

This kind of play without internal force is the most torturous, and the head of the Sikong family hurts for him.

The little rakshasa raised his little feet again, aiming at his dantian-

It's going to stomp on his Neidan!

Unexpectedly, the little Rakshasa had already stepped on his belly, but he couldn't step on it, and the little Rakshasa looked at his belly in amazement.

At this moment, Sikong Changfeng shouted: "It's not good! Get out of the way! ”

The half-dead Sang family master, his body shook suddenly, and in the next second, he opened his eyes, the bottom of his eyes became blood-red, and a strong bloody aura permeated his body, and his dantian burst out with an incomparably strong internal force, shaking the little rakshasa violently!

The little rakshasa chirped, volleyed over in the air, jumped back behind Yan Jiuchao, poked out a small round head from Yan Jiuchao's back, and looked at the head of the Sang family who was surging in fear.

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