The wind and sand just hung over the whole venue without warning.

Rushing towards Ai Hui's blood cultivator, the surroundings suddenly darkened, and the sky swirled. In just a moment, they lost their sense of direction.

What's going on?

The four Blood Cultivators were extremely shocked, their connection with the outside world was completely cut off. They are like being in the middle of a desert, and as far as the eye can see, there is a whistling wind and sand, and there is no boundless.

In the eyes of others, the scene was extremely eerie. A thin layer of wind and sand wrapped around the four blood cultivators, and the four of them seemed to be blind, and their movements were clumsy, which made people laugh.

Tian Kuan's eyes widened, and his face changed greatly.

How could a sand puppet have such a means? This should obviously be a means of blood cultivation!

Yuan Xiu uses Yuan Force, so Yuan Xiu's attack method is actually a change in Yuan Force. Blood cultivation is different, blood spiritual power is between yuan power and spiritual power, flesh and blood are the carrier, and what is refined is actually the mind.

If it is said that the cultivation of Yuan cultivation is real, then what is cultivated by blood cultivation is virtuality, and illusions and the like are commonly used methods of blood cultivation. And because of the tempering of the mind, blood cultivation has a great advantage against fantasy.

The four blood cultivators were all recruited, could it be that it was a certain strong person in the organization who attacked?

How can Tian Kuan not be frightened and afraid?

Also surprised was the red-clothed girl in the distance, her eyes were also shocked, this method was a typical blood cultivation method, how could it appear here?

Her gaze looked at the place where Ai Hui's sand puppet had just stood, and there was nothing in it.

A sand puppet who knows how to cultivate blood?

The girl in red had long felt that the sand puppet was unusual, but she couldn't say that there was anything wrong, and it wasn't until this moment that she realized it in a trance. It's already a bit strange for a Jin Xiu to carry a sand puppet, and it's also a sand puppet that can use blood cultivation methods......

She looked at Ai Hui, who was motionless, and was even more curious, there seemed to be a lot of mysteries in this guy.

I hope I don't die so soon, a chuckle appeared on the corner of her mouth.

A wisp of extremely fine wind and sand curled around Ai Hui's ears.

"Ai Hui. Loulan was able to hold out for three minutes. ”

Loulan's voice penetrated Ai Hui's ears, and the wisps of wind and sand disappeared into the air.

Three minutes.

Ai Hui's expression was calm, as if he hadn't heard, and the sword momentum in his hand did not pause at all. Looking at his appearance, everyone else must have thought that he was resisting the blood evil, but no one knew that Ai Hui was actually feeling the blood demon at this moment.

The cultivation is far away, the classics are decaying, the inheritance is annihilated, and the old world is even the remaining heritage. It is also becoming unrecognizable and out of place.

Why the blood of the gods?

Because the blood of the gods is not only remembering the glory of the Xiuzhen era and inheriting the wealth left behind, the blood of the gods is also transforming them, creating new powers, and they are even more ambitious. For the blood of the gods, whether it was the blood refining of the cultivation of the true or the wood cultivation of the Five Elements Heaven, it was their soil and nutrients, and they had already made up their minds. Bear their fruit.

At the beginning, Ai Hui thought that the purpose of the blood of the gods was to subvert the Five Elements Heavens. But as time went on, his mind changed. He felt that the purpose of the Blood of the Gods was not just to subvert the Five Elements Heavens. Rather, they want to establish their own dynasty and create an era that belongs to them, and maybe even an era that lasts for millions of years like the Xiuzhen world.

Ai Hui didn't know why he had such thoughts, but he felt very strongly.

Is the blood demon of blood cultivation the same as the blood demon on the sword codex? Ai Hui didn't know. There's nothing more direct than experiencing it firsthand.

At this moment, Ai Hui was unusually calm, he was trying different methods, testing the bloody reaction.

Coldness is an important characteristic of blood. And this is not simply cold, but like the wind blowing from the crypt, it is very penetrating. Directly expelling with Yuan Force has proven ineffective, and at first Ai Hui thought that Blood Demon could devour Yuan Force. But after studying it for a while, he found that it was actually erosion. After being eroded by the blood, the Yuan Force will lose its vitality and become uncontrollable.

For Yuan Xiu, this characteristic of blood demon was undoubtedly very dangerous and deadly.

Flesh and blood have little resistance to the blood, and it is clear that the tempered flesh cannot stop the invasion of the blood.

Ai Hui noticed something strange, and for some reason, the bloody demon reminded him of the sword fetus. It's just that the sword fetus does not have the coldness of blood, but a sharp and cold aura.

Ai Hui's heart moved.

The sword fetus is transformed by the spirit of the spirit, could it be that the blood demon is also a similar thing?

The explanation of evil in the sword book is that it is nine ghosts and fierce qi. The word Nine Shadows is too mysterious and too vague, and Ai Hui has no concept at all. On the contrary, he has a bit of a concept of the spirit spirit, after all, he has cultivated the sword fetus.

It's a pity that the sword fetal cultivation is just a fragment, and there are too many things that he doesn't understand.

He kept this in mind, and he felt it might be a good place to start.

Bloody is very fond of vitality, and Ai Hui guessed that if Mu Xiu encountered bloody evil, he would have a great headache. Among the Five Elements Yuan Cultivation, the least worried about blood is the fire cultivation. The blazing flames contained in the flesh and blood of fire cultivation are the nemesis of cold and bloody. The vitality in Mu Xiu's body will instead become the food nutrients of the blood evil.

It's about the same time!

Ai Hui opened his eyes, his back straightened, the dragon spine sword in his hand bounced suddenly, and a terrifying aura suddenly arose from Ai Hui's body and spread around!

Seven small swords floated around him, their tips pointing straight to the sky, motionless.

He was like an unsheathed sword, its sharp edge freezing the air around him, almost solidifying.

Tian Kuan, who was still wondering if he was on his own, looked at Ai Hui in disbelief at the moment, and nightmarish memories swept in like a tide.

The girl in red's eyes widened suddenly, and the expression on her face was rarely out of control, as if she had seen a ghost.

And Yan Hai beside her, his face changed greatly, and the familiar aura made his face pale in an instant, and he muttered in his mouth: "Long ......"

High in the sky, Yu Mingqiu is like an unbreakable reef, and waves of blood birds rushing over are like red waves hitting the reef, shattered to pieces.

His body was extremely tired, and he was completely supported by one breath.

With his own strength, he can hold on to the sky of Matsuma Castle alone, and even he can be a little surprised that he can hold on to this.

"I don't know if I can change the radical for this time?"

He muttered, gasped, and his throat was smoky. He took out a green bean, stared at it for a long time, and threw it into his mouth ruthlessly, and after a while, his face recovered slightly.

The last Tianyuan Bean, there is no chance of supply, well, there will be no Tianyuan Bean if there is supply.

The ministry is not extravagant enough to equip Tianyuan Beans, and the Tianyuan Beans on his body are all bought by himself, and one cost him ten Tianxun.

He bought a total of ten Tianyuan beans and spent a hundred Tianxun, and his flesh hurt for many days at that time, and now he only hates to buy less. Tianyuan Beans are the top supplements to Yuanli, and their cultivation is time-consuming and laborious, and they have high requirements for the strength of Mu Xiu, so they have always been priceless.

The ordinary thirteen elites are not willing to buy it, only a guy like Yu Mingqiu can afford to buy it.

The dry Hachinomiya gradually regained a bit of life.

He straightened up again and looked at the horizon in the distance. It's a pity that there are no clouds, but if there are clouds, it is a very cool thing to fly freely in the vast sea of clouds. The sea of clouds, which are as big as cotton, always makes people can't help but plunge into it.

High above the clouds, the sun is extremely hot.

Suddenly, his expression was stunned, and he involuntarily looked towards the ground.

He hadn't paid attention to the battlefield below for a long time, not because he didn't want to pay attention, but he really didn't have time. And he can also think about it, the sky is their own, and the ground is their own, which can't bear to die and pull down.

Fluctuations in the ground...... It's weird!

The ground quickly found the source of fluctuations, Yu Mingqiu was stunned again, Mingxiu's junior brother.

Suddenly, his vision was blocked, and several clouds drifted from nowhere, blocking his vision.

Wait, how can there be clouds?

Yu Mingqiu's eyes flashed with a fine light, and his gaze swept over other places, empty, and there was no trace of any clouds.

On the ground, the tip of Ai Hui's sword led upward, brushed, and the seven small swords floating beside him rose into the sky, submerging into the thick clouds above his head.

Seven small swords burrowed into the clouds, and countless lightning silver snakes suddenly lit up in the clouds, and they frantically converged towards the seven small swords. In the blink of an eye, the lightning around the seven small swords was dense and substantial, dense and layered.

The blade was completely encased in lightning, and looked like seven spindles wrapped in silver threads.

Ai Hui's eyes swelled, his expression was solemn, and at this moment, Ai Hui's whole body seemed to be radiating light, which made people dare not look directly. His clothes are windless and automatic, awe-inspiring and mighty, like a god descending from heaven.

The dragon spine sword was pressed underground.

[Falling Dust]!

Seven small swords were attracted and rushed down.

Seven dazzling and tortuous bolts of lightning fell from the sky, and the breath of destruction enveloped the earth, and the sky and the earth were bright.

A bolt of lightning sank into Ai Hui's body.

Ai Hui's body trembled, but he felt indescribably comfortable, and the blood in his body did not even let out a wail, and it disappeared in an instant.

The blood cultivator who controlled the blood shattered all over, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he fell straight back, without any breath.

The other six blood cultivators were struck by lightning, their whole bodies stiffened, and they suffered heavy blows, and lightning was obviously the nemesis of blood spiritual power. The first time they encountered lightning, they were all dead, and they subconsciously wanted to escape, but as a result, two of them escaped, and four of them were killed.

Shi Xueman and Duanmu Dusk had already seen this trick, and this time the lightning was much thinner than the Long Street Station. The lightning of the Battle of Long Street was the real big scene.

Of the three people that Loulan was entangled, two of them were killed, and the other guy was injured and fled.

Yu Mingqiu in the sky was stunned again, and the clouds below seemed to be thundering?

After a while, the clouds cleared, and the scene below came into his field of vision again, his expression frozen.

The battle is over?

Is it over with a thunderbolt battle?

Why do these guys fight with a thunderbolt and the battle is over? The battle is still not over when they fight to the death in the sky? Is there a heavenly reason! Who is the radical in the end? Oh, no, it's the deputy radical, and I almost forgot it......

The girl in red froze, and heard Yan Hai beside her muttering, "...... Street Battle ......"

The breath of lightning just now made her feel palpitations, although it was not strong enough, but this breath made her instinctively repel.

Battle of the Long Street......

She had heard these four words many times, and she was inexplicably in awe. (To be continued.) )