This man's screams were not the last.

Just as the cultivators were looking around and feeling uneasy, a miserable cry broke out among them again. When everyone looked at it, they saw that the man who made the sound was weak and collapsed on the ground, and it turned out that the wound on his foot was torn open in an instant, and blood gushed out.

As before, the blood gushing out seemed to be attracted by some kind of force, and directly rose into the blood cloud, gradually growing the blood cloud.

Immediately after, the screams rang out again and again, and the nineteen people gathered together had become numb from the initial shock. Almost every time you blink, you will find your companion fall to the ground, and you can also watch your companion's blood drained and die in agony.

This alone is a torture for them.

Although they are cultivated killers and are accustomed to seeing the life and death of others, when life and death really come to themselves, especially now when no one knows if they will fall next, they will not be so calm.

After all, as killers, they are the masters of life, but now, they are the ones who are dominated.

Soon, all the black-clothed cultivators who had been cut by the sword fell to the ground and died, and their bodies were all turned into human bodies. There were only eight people left in the crowd of more than ten people, and they were the eight cultivators who fought with the fifth Tingyun to the end.

The mass death of his own personnel caused the eightfold heavenly cultivator to abandon the Fifth Listening Cloud first and withdraw back to his own camp. He looked at the corpse of the dead man, and then at the huge blood cloud suspended above the corpse, closed his eyes and sensed it for a moment, and then opened his eyes and turned to look at Dai Qinglian, who had been ignored.

I saw Dai Qinglian holding a special seal in both hands, and kept chanting in her mouth, and above Dai Qinglian's head, the purple-black giant umbrella rotated slowly, enveloping Dai Qinglian's whole person. Moreover, there was an imperceptible black glow on the black umbrella, which could easily be ignored if you didn't perceive it carefully.

"That little girl is a little elemental, you go kill her!"

The root of the Eightfold Heavenly Tooth clenched, he categorically did not expect that the little girl who had always been regarded by him as harmless to humans and animals would be a rare elemental master. Moreover, this elemental, as soon as he made a move, he lost more than half of his own people, and his mission today was a failure.

Originally, I wanted to take this group of killers in cultivation out to experience, but I didn't expect to lose half of it, so how can he explain it when he goes back?

Not to mention that the Eight Heavens had a lot of thoughts in their hearts, and when the remaining eight killers heard the name of the Little Elemental Master, for some reason, their first reaction was not to carry out the order, but to cast an inquiring glance at Dai Qinglian. This was the first time they had seen the existence of the Elementals with their own eyes, they had only heard the legends of the Elementals before, but they saw them today.

It is precisely because of their short-sightedness that they have fear when they see the "strange death" of their companions. After all, they still hadn't seen such an elemental's method of killing people in the air, and they were scared.

"What are you doing!"

Seeing that his own people did not move, Yaetian roared angrily.

Only then did the cultivators react, and they all brandished their weapons and ran towards Dai Qinglian. As killers, they are still qualified in theory, at least they know that although the elementalists are strong, they generally cannot be disturbed when they use their methods, let alone be attacked.

Therefore, elementalists are strong and vulnerable at the same time.

In the midst of the boss's angry shouts, they finally realized their current situation, put away the almost adoring look of the elemental, and replaced them with two determined murderous gazes.

When the eight cultivators attacked Dai Qinglian, the fifth Tingyun knew that he had to protect Dai Qinglian. But just as he was about to move, a black shadow pressed over: "Your opponent is me!"

Ten fingers are like hooks, and they are sharper than ordinary swords.

Fifth, how dare Tingyun slack off, draw his sword and wrestle with the enemy.

"Fifth brother, be careful yourself, don't worry. Just when the Fifth Tingyun was dealing with the Eight Heavens and remembering the situation on Dai Qinglian's side, Dai Qinglian opened her eyes, winked mischievously at the Fifth Tingyun, and shouted loudly.

After greeting the fifth Tingyun, Dai Qinglian turned her head and looked at the eight cultivator killers who were already less than a foot away from her, she smiled slightly, not afraid. I could only hear a soft cry from her mouth, and then the seal of her hands changed sharply, as if she had given some kind of order, and the purple and black umbrella above her head instantly accelerated its rotation speed, making a whirring sound.

At the same time, the eight cultivators all felt a terrifying force surging behind them, and that power was so strong that it even made them feel that their lives were in danger. In this case, how could they care about attacking Dai Qinglian, they turned around one after another, just in time to see countless jet-black dots shooting over in the dark night.

That's a speck of blood that has been separated from the blood cloud!

On every point of blood, there was an incomparable sharpness, and that sharpness made their hearts tremble.

This trick was exactly the method that Dai Qinglian used to kill the two guardian jackals in the cave where Bai Crane was imprisoned. It's just that after a few months, she used it again, and the power was far greater than before.

Ding, the first blood shot out.

The cultivator in front of him crossed the long knife to block the front, trying to use the wide blade to resist the blood spots. With a soft sound, the blood spots did hit the long knife, he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but suddenly found that his vitality had begun to drain, taking advantage of the consciousness before death, he looked at his long knife, only to see that the center of the long knife, is a soybean-sized hole.

Spots of blood easily pierced the long knife, struck him in the center of his eyebrows, and came out of the back of his head.

A cultivator fell to the ground with a bang, and he didn't bat a glance, he didn't regret it, but he didn't have time to close his eyes.

Regarding the death of their companions, the other seven people saw it, and how dare they use the weapons in their hands to block it, they all spread their bodies and concentrated on dodging the blood spots that came from their heads and faces. But no matter how subtle their body skills were, how fast and reflexes were outstanding, those blood spots seemed to have eyes, and they always followed them.

And on that blood cloud, there are constantly blood spots shooting out. As a result, more and more blood spots began to track the seven cultivators, and of course, some blood spots were outflanked from the front and sides, and soon, countless blood-colored dots surrounded each cultivator's body.

From afar, it looks like a swarm of bees chasing a person.

There were more and more blood spots, and finally they converged into a rain of blood, which hit the seven cultivators like a scoop.

With a series of screams, the cultivators finally couldn't dodge. Countless blood spots mercilessly pierced their bodies, robbing them of their vitality.

After harvesting seven lives, countless blood spots returned to the blood cloud.

As for the corpse that fell to the ground and its body was full of soybean-sized holes, Dai Qinglian was even reluctant to take a second look, as an elemental master who controlled the power of the water element, blood was indeed a good "weapon". She turned around, and the blood cloud under the dark night floated over, facing the eightfold heavenly cultivator who was madly ravaging the fifth listening cloud.

She seemed to be planning to do something.