Flying into the sky, Zhao Zizai shot out a black tentacle and quickly poked into Ma Yifan's eyebrows, and suddenly, Ma Yifan felt as if he was connected by a pumping machine, and the power in his body was continuously absorbed.

"You still dare to send it to the door, it's really a dead end!" Zhao Zizi's voice seemed to come from hell, with a creepy sound effect.

He was suspended in mid-air, wrapped in inky black smoke, and his eyes were full of blue.

Not far away, Roaring Heaven struggled to get up, and when he saw this scene, he let out a terrible and resolute howl, and continued to pounce on Zhao Zizi frantically.

Zhao Zizai snorted coldly, and waved his hand lightly again, and the roaring sky in mid-air seemed to be hit by an invisible force, and let out a miserable scream and fell out directly, hitting the wall of the underground palace, and then fell to the ground with a dull sound.

This time, Roaring Heaven couldn't get up again!

"The strength in your body makes me feel satisfied, I haven't tasted such a delicious essence for a long time!" Zhao Zizai looked at Ma Yifan, and said with an evil smile on the corner of his mouth.

He slowly stretched out his hand and pointed at Ma Yifan.

At that moment, Ma Yifan seemed to be choked by the giant hand of fate, and then he was lifted up little by little.

In Ma Yifan's mind, the picture of the system kept flashing, as if the signal of the TV was unstable.

I can't die here!

A thought popped up in Ma Yifan's mind, and for no reason, a huge force suddenly filled his body, Ma Yifan stretched out his arms with all his might, and let out a deafening roar.

This roar was like a dragon's roar rising into the sky, like a big stick piercing the sky, stabbing the heavenly eye of the underground palace into a big hole.

Broken rocks fell down, splashing dust all over the ground.

Zhao Zizi's brows furrowed slightly, but he soon showed a more happy expression: "I really didn't expect that you are really a member of the Ancient Eight Families, but unfortunately your bloodline is not complete! You are destined to become the food in my belly! Sacrifice your bloodline and soul to make me strong!"

"Go to Nima's B!" Ma Yifan shouted, and his momentum skyrocketed suddenly.

He reached out and grabbed the tentacles of his eyebrows, and pulled them out vigorously. The invisible hand disappeared in an instant, and Ma Yifan fell to the ground again.

He raised his head, his eyes shone with golden brilliance, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in golden flames, and the entire underground palace trembled slightly under his feet.

Zhao Zizi squinted, he felt that there was a powerful force surging out of Ma Yifan's body. That power made his heart tremble uncontrollably.

That's the power of the bloodline!

Impossible, his bloodline is obviously not complete, why did this happen?

Zhao Zizai's doubts were destined to be unanswered, because Ma Yifan had already flown towards him!

Yes, flew over!

Like a missile in a golden coat, it flew towards Zhao Zizi at a rapid pace.

Ma Yifan came too fast, Zhao Zizi had no time to dodge, he could only withdraw those black tentacles around him, forming a shield.

In mid-air, black and gold collided violently, and a huge white light flashed.

Xu Sihai, who was already angry, seemed to have gained strength from this huge white light, he opened his mouth and looked at the scene in front of him with a slight astonishment.

After the light faded, Xu Sihai saw Ma Yifan standing in mid-air and reached out to pinch Zhao Zizi's throat, like pinching an ant.

In just a few minutes, the situation changed suddenly!

Zhao Zizai's face showed an extremely frightened expression, the cyan light slowly weakened in his eyes, and the essence he had just absorbed was constantly emanating from his body, like white feathers, flying around the entire underground palace, looking for their respective masters, and then burrowing back into their bodies.

Several white light feathers also flew into Xu Sihai's body, as if the scattered energy flowed back again, making Xu Sihai's spirit open and his mouth open even bigger than just now.

Is this the bloodline of the Ancient Eight Families?

Zhao Zizi muttered to himself, he saw that there seemed to be a giant standing behind Ma Yifan, it was the giant of the ancient eight families, it was a height that he could not surpass and reach in his life, and it was the greatest fear in the heart of a humble cultivator like him.

Ma Yifan slowly increased the strength in his hand, and Zhao Zizi showed a dying expression.

Just as the victory was about to be decided, the chilling cyan skeleton condensed in mid-air again.

It was the demon god summoned by the Demon God Array, it had already penetrated into Zhao Zizai's body before, and at this moment it appeared again, and the demonic black light was even more than before.

Zhao Zizai twisted his head with difficulty, and shouted at the demon god skeleton: "I am willing to sacrifice myself, please let me have the power of the demon god!"

As soon as the words fell, the skeleton once again gathered into a cloud of green smoke and poured in from Zhao Zizi's seven orifices.

At this moment, Ma Yifan felt the pressure increase sharply. When Zhao Zizi raised his head again, his eyes were no longer cyan light, but as dense as an inky cyan viscous liquid.

Zhao Zizai stretched out his hand and pinched Ma Yifan's throat, a huge pressure came from this hand, Ma Yifan soon couldn't breathe, and his hand on Zhao Zizai's neck involuntarily let go.

Zhao Zizai's green smoke made a sound of mutual dissolution after meeting the golden light on Ma Yifan's body, and the green smoke was devouring the golden mang.

"Bold and demonic, don't hurry up and catch it!"

At this time, a light and shadow came in from the eye of the underground palace, floating in the air, and it was actually Zhao Blind who had escaped from the battle on the river before.

The blind man Zhao was dressed in a yellow robe, and in his hand was an inconspicuous peachwood sword, floating in the air, and the placket of his clothes moved with the wind.

It's a pity that Zhao Blind's debut line didn't attract Zhao Zizai's attention at all, and he was not angry, he recited a sword trick, and the peachwood sword in his hand pointed at Zhao Zizai.

A thunderbolt slashed out from the tip of the peachwood sword, making a crackling sound, and hit Zhao Zizai's body directly.

This time, Zhao Zizi finally came back to his senses, he turned his head to look at Zhao Blind, and with his other hand, a black smoke flew out of his fingertips and went straight to Zhao Blind.

Zhao Blind was in front of him with a horizontal sword, and with his other hand he twisted out a piece of yellow charm and threw it towards the black smoke.

The yellow charm collided with the black smoke in the air, emitting a violent light. The yellow fu burned down, but the black smoke did not stop, and continued to run towards Zhao Blind.

Zhao Blind Man's eyes were horrified, he raised the evil sword, quickly recited a sword trick in his mouth, and then swung out a sword qi, which finally barely dispelled this black smoke.

Looking at Ma Yifan, whose face was getting more and more ugly, Zhao's blind expression flickered, as if he had made a lot of determination, pointed the peachwood sword to the sky, and began to recite an extra-long sword trick in his mouth.

Suddenly, the wind rose in all directions, surrounding Zhao Blind, wrapped in the sound of wind and thunder, as if there was the momentum of heaven and earth.

"Master, I'll use the evil sword array you passed on to you to help you clean up the portal today!" said the blind Zhao Zi Yang Tian, his eyes that had been half-squinted were finally completely opened at this moment, and there was a resolute and resolute look in his eyes.

As the Gangfeng rotated faster and faster, the seven orifices of the blind man Zhao began to flow blood......

(End of chapter)