"Yin Cao Blood Lake, Bloody!"

After the previous fight with Qichuan, everyone already had some tacit understanding. It was still Xie Bi'an's voice that came out first, and from under everyone's feet, a scarlet pool of blood appeared, spreading out in all directions. In the blink of an eye, it was filled dozens of feet away.

"Brother Xie, the range ratio is not too large! The range that these demon beasts can besiege us is so large, they won't be able to rush over for a while, save some spiritual power. ”

Xie Bi'an nodded when he heard this, and the huge brush in his hand shook slightly, and the blood pool of dozens of zhang shrank back to a distance of twenty zhang in an instant. Ah Jian on the side also seemed to blame himself, gritted his teeth with guilt, took out a palm-sized toy from his arms, and quickly disassembled the combination.

Aji's actions made the pastoral path feel relieved. As a spirit child of the Instrument Sect, Ah Jian must have a lot of treasures on his body, and the puppet he took out this time is definitely not ordinary.

To the surprise of Mu Jinglu, Du Xiaofu did not rush to attack this time, the brush in his hand kept waving, and he recited two familiar poems: "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. ”

"Drink!" After writing quickly, Du Xiaofu drank steadily, and the two lines of poetry instantly turned into a little scale, and then quickly rushed towards Mu Jinglu and Xie Bi'an and others, and merged into the body of Mu Jinglu and others in the blink of an eye.

After the spiritual power was integrated into the bodies of Mu Jinglu and others, everyone's hearts were shocked.

The two sentences of "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" made the divine consciousness of Mu Jinglu and the others more than one percent stronger, not only that, but everyone obviously felt that the speed at which they absorbed the spiritual power around them was several points faster.

Although it was not as terrifying as Lu Yu's formation bonuses, the auxiliary spells cast by Du Xiaofu gave Mu Jinglu a little more hope of victory.

I don't know what the specific reason is, the cultivation of the pasture path has always been maintained at the orange level, no matter how hard the pasture path tries, the cultivation of the pasture road has not the slightest sign of breaking through. But it is also for this reason that as long as there is a slight external force, the cultivation of the pastoral path can temporarily break through the Dao Yellow Rank.

Although Du Xiaofu's auxiliary technique was not as good as Lu Yu's formation, it was enough for Mu Dao Lu to temporarily break through the cultivation of the Dao Huang Rank First Grade. Although there is only one product, it is a breakthrough in a big realm.

Moreover, with the mental method and sword skills of the pastoral path, it is quite terrifying to break through a big realm.

In terms of attack power, as long as you break through to the first rank of the Yellow Order, the Pastoral Path Road has the confidence to compete with the Green Rank Monk. On the plane, the pastoral path path is comparable to the body of the late-stage monk of the yellow order and the divine consciousness that has surpassed the green order, and the attack of the pastoral path path is even more fierce than that of the green-level monk.

It's just that Mu Jinglu didn't pay attention to the fact that in the blood pool, this group of mutated demon beasts was suppressed so that the cultivation was not as obvious as those soldiers under the command of Qi Chuan before. The mutations led by the seal were sealed, and the cultivation did not even change much.

It's just that the pastoral path is excited about the changes in the body, who cares about this.

"Hahaha..."Mu Jinglu jumped up with his sword, did not defend the counterattack, and suddenly jumped on top of the head of the seal, "Just let you bastards, look at how terrifying it is for me to break through the Yellow Order!"

"Break, Mountain, River!"

Mujing Lu's right hand shook, and the original black and white 'nothing', driven by Mujing Lu, instantly turned into the appearance of Xuanyuan Sword.

Thinking about it on the Pastoral Road, since the Xuanyuan Sword is between the Holy Dao, it must have a natural suppression of the Nightmare Demon. In order to enhance the power of the 'Broken Mountains and Rivers', Mu Jinglu planned to use the form of Xuanyuan's broken sword to dance this sword.

What Mu Jinglu didn't expect was that Xuanyuan Sword Spirit Bai Xuan emerged from Xuanyuan's broken sword, standing on the hilt of the broken sword in Mu Jinglu's hand, staring at the mutated merger with a look of contempt for all things in the world, and ruthlessly shouted: "Diwei!"

Zheng...

After Bai Xuan shouted, Xuanyuan broke his sword and actually kept trembling. The trembling Xuanyuan Broken Sword kept making a clanging sound, forming waves of fluctuations that spread out to all sides.

"Roar!" Before the sword qi arrived, the clanging sound emitted by the Xuanyuan Sword made the mutant seal go crazy. Mutated and raised the pig's head, staring at the Xuanyuan Broken Sword in Mu Jinglu's hand with scarlet eyes, and roared to the sky.

The sound waves generated under the roar, and the fluctuations of Xuanyuan's broken sword kept colliding in mid-air, making a dull sound.

The sword qi slashed out by the pastoral path also rushed to the front of the mutant seal. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and he opened his big mouth, stretched out his fangs and bit the sword qi slashed out by Mu Jinglu.

Zheng Zheng Zheng... Squeak squeak... The sound of metal crashing and grinding came, stabbing the eardrums of Mujinglu and others. The surrounding demon beasts that began to besiege Mu Jinglu and the others were also stabbed in pain by this sound, and fell to the ground and rolled.

"Roar!" After a stalemate of less than two breaths, the mutant and sealed roared again, and the pig's head shaking the sword qi suddenly shook violently, throwing back the sword qi split out of the pasture path.

"Squeak... The moment the mutation and seal flung back the sword qi, the head of the fire-weary clan at the back let out a piercing roar, and slammed a bright red flame out towards the pasture road.

The sword qi of the pastoral path, with the flames that turned into a snake, roared towards the pastoral path.

"Change!" "Boom!"

Almost at the same time, the sound of the pastoral path and the sound of sword qi and serpentine flames hitting the pastoral path sounded at the same time. The phantom left by the various changes of the gods, in the blink of an eye, was bombarded by the sword qi and the snake-like flame, and the figure of the pastoral path suddenly appeared on the side of the mutated and sealed body.

"Kill!"

With a soft sound, the broken sword in Mu Jinglu's hand, which had been restored to 'nothing', stabbed fiercely on the back of the mutated and sealed waist. Mu Jinglu, who was originally smiling proudly, was stunned at the moment when the broken sword stabbed and sealed.

The broken sword actually only pierced five inches deep, and then it couldn't enter an inch. For a body that is three feet long and mutated and sealed, the depth of five inches may not be able to hurt the muscles and bones of the mutated and sealed body, and it is no different from skin trauma.

Although he failed to seal the mutation and was seriously injured, the pain from his back made him extremely angry.

"Roar!" mutated and sealed the sky and roared, the head of the pig and the head of the fire-weary people twisted at the same time, biting towards the pasture path where the broken sword was stuck.

Looking at the bloody eyes and the two heads that have been angry so far, Mu Jinglu's heart jumped violently, and he shouted with gratitude: "Phantom!"

Mu Jinglu shouted, and the broken sword 'Wu' in his hand suddenly began to transform, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into the appearance of the battle sword of the Emperor Xudu, and the long sword was also drawn out of the body of the seal.

In the panic, the pasture road took the sword to block. It's just that the pastoral path forgot that this mutation is sealed and sealed, and it is two heads.

There was a muffled thud, and the head of the fire-weary nation, who had not been blocked, slammed into the back of the pasture road. And because it was a flank attack from both sides, the pastoral path was not knocked away, but was sandwiched in the middle by the two heads that were sealed together.

The two heads that were mutated and sealed by the pasture path almost fainted, and the five treasures were even more displaced, almost jumping out of the body of the pasture path.

With its own strong tenacity, Mu Jinglu endured it and did not let himself faint.

"Beasts are killed!" Zhong Liquan had already passed through the encirclement of the demon beasts at some point, came to Hefeng's side, and slashed at Hefeng's head.

Zhong Liquan is a real mid-level Yellow Rank cultivator, although it is not as good as the cultivation of the Green Rank, but the deterrence in Zhong Liquan's sword qi also makes the mutant and sealed feel threatened.

"Roar!" grabbed the head of the pasture passer-by, suddenly leaned towards Zhong Liquan, and after roaring, he spewed out a fierce flame.

And sealed the head and left, Mu Jinglu mobilized the spiritual power in his body that had begun to appear a little riotous, and the Ling waves under his feet were frequent, and he quickly broke out of the attack range of the mutation and seal.

Zhong Liquan is not comfortable, the flame in the early stage of the green order is not a simple flame. That's the true fire of samadhi that most monks want to have.

The Samadhi True Fire wrapped Zhong Liquan as if it was about to devour Zhong Liquan.

"Yin Cao Blood Lake, blood cold!"

Xie Bi'an's voice sounded again, and a huge blood basin appeared in mid-air, and then shrouded Zhongli Quan, who was wrapped in samadhi true fire.

Zizizi... Roar, quack, boom...

The sound of the liquid extinguishing the flames and all sorts of piercing screams came from the blood basin. It was not Zhong Liquan who screamed, but the soul in the blood basin that was devoured by the true fire of Samadhi.

The change in the blood basin shocked everyone present. Even Mu Jinglu didn't expect that there were so many souls imprisoned in the blood pool and blood basin sacrificed by Xie Bi'an.

Accompanied by screams, the pasture path could still see the surface of the blood basin, and the faces of humans and beasts kept changing on the surface of the blood basin.

With a bang, Zhong Liquan's figure fell out of the blood basin, and then fell into Xie Bi'an's blood pool.

"Poof!" The pasture path had also fallen on the blood pool at this time, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, and his expression instantly withered.

Li Xiaobai saw Mu Jinglu and Zhong Liquan, who were seriously injured one after another, his eyes became red, and he was anxious and angry. Far away, Li Xiaobai danced wildly with the brush in his hand.

"Don't ask for a long tassel, tie the pride of the sky, and the sword roars the west wind. In half a breath, Li Xiaobai had already written a poem of "Liuzhou Song Tou Young Chivalry".

After Li Xiaobai drank heavily, thousands of spiritual energy long swords suddenly appeared in the sky above the blood pool, exuding a cold light, pointing directly at the mutation in the blood pool.

After the aura sword appeared, a gust of wind blew fiercely from the west of the blood pool. Under the agitation of the wind, a thousand handles above the air suddenly shot out, surging towards the mutated merger.

Thousands of long swords kept bombarding and mutating and sealing, temporarily making it impossible for him to raise his head.

Mu Jinglu covered his chest and looked at the mutant mutation who seemed indifferent and disdainful under the bombardment of the spirit sword, shook his gums fiercely, and whispered to himself with a fierce face: "Damn! Master, I fought with you today!"

Jiang Ziwen looked at everyone in shock, his eyes were full of envy and a trace of self-blame.