After the Deadwood Dao Master entered the Yuan Infant Realm, his speed increased, and when this sword slashed over, he flashed to the right.

But in an instant, four or five white sword rays rushed from all directions.

The Deadwood Dao Master did not dare to slack off, looking for a breakthrough in the gap, but the power of these white swords that broke through the void was undiminished, cutting deep ravines into the walls of the stone cave.

At this time, the Deadwood Dao Leader took a deep breath, and although it was very difficult, he still relied on his speed to dodge five or six white sword rays.

But the Deadwood Daoist didn't expect that as soon as he stood firm, a figure appeared in front of him.

Bang!

Zhang Zichen smashed several golden light shield talismans of the Deadwood Daoist with one punch, but the difference was one, and it did not hurt the vital point of the Deadwood Daoist.

The Deadwood Daoist quickly stepped back, and at the same time, his right hand moved, and an explosive talisman appeared in the palm of his hand.

When the Deadwood Dao Chief retreated, he used this explosive talisman to slap Zhang Zichen's fist.

Rumble!

When the two of them exchanged fists, the explosion of light exploded, and a powerful force shook Zhang Zichen back.

But this is not over, the samadhi true fire that burst out of the explosion charm is burning, like a tiger that pounces on it, chasing Zhang Zichen closely.

Zhang Zichen's left hand moved, and a water talisman appeared in his hand: "Water Spirit, listen to my orders!"

After a simple spell, Zhang Zichen crushed the water talisman.

Suddenly, a mighty flood rushed up from beneath the ground, extinguishing the raging fire.

Throughout the cave, there was a snorting sound of flames and water colliding with each other, and streams of white water vapor raised the temperature of the entire cave.

The temperature here has reached a breath beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Even the Deadwood Daoist and Zhang Zichen had sweat on their faces, which was enough to see how hot this place was.

A few minutes later, the fire was extinguished, and Zhang Zichen stopped summoning the water.

However, at this time, in the stone cave, there was a vast white expanse, and the three of them were shrouded in thick mist.

Although Zhang Zichen couldn't see his five fingers, this did not prevent him from fighting with the Deadwood Daoist.

They are all super strong now, even if they don't use their eyes, they can sense where the other party is, what moves they have made, and then respond accordingly.

At this time, Zhang Zichen was quite murderous in his heart, the senior brother was killed, and he wanted to kill the deadwood Taoist chief the most to avenge the senior brother.

So Zhang Zichen took the lead again.

Zhang Zichen held the otherworldly sword in his hand and rushed into the mist, and behind the mist, there was the dead wood Taoist.

Whew――

The long sword slashed down, but it missed, and the deadwood leader fled.

The Deadwood Daoist didn't want to have a head-on battle with Zhang Zichen, this Zhang Zichen had a strange treasure on his body, not only the Fuxi Bagua Mirror, but also this otherworldly sword.

In any case, if you fight directly opposite him, it will be you who will suffer.

Therefore, the Deadwood Daoist chose to run away in order to maneuver, hoping to be able to kill Zhang Zichen by surprise when he was inadvertent.

So the two chased each other in the mist, and neither could help the other.

After another ten minutes, the temperature in the stone cave gradually dropped, the white mist gradually disappeared, and the surrounding qi qi became clear.

At this time, Zhang Zichen and the Deadwood Daoist were standing next to the Blood Cave, both of them panting heavily.

However, Zhang Zichen is the attacker, and the body he consumes is larger, so the amplitude of panting is also larger.

For this reason, the Deadwood Daoist smiled in his heart, as long as this Zhang Zichen came to chase and kill a few more times, when his strength was almost consumed, the Deadwood Daoist would make a counterattack, and Zhang Zichen could be killed.

This is indeed a good method, but when the Deadwood Daoist and Zhang Zichen were taking a short rest, He Huimin, who had been guarding the exit of the stone cave, exclaimed.

"Zi Chen, look at the soles of your feet!" He Huimin raised his voice.

"The soles of my feet?" Zhang Zichen heard this, and silently lowered his head, he actually saw a blood stain under his foot.

This bloodstain was from Zhang Jianfeng's corpse just now, and extended all the way to the bottom of this blood cave.

At this time, not only Zhang Zichen and He Huimin, but even the Deadwood Daoist showed a look of surprise.

Everyone didn't pay attention just now, just when Zhang Zichen and the Dead Wood Dao Chang received those three moves, I don't know when, there was also Zhang Jianfeng, who was completely dead, and he slowly crawled from the ground to the blood cave!

Yes, that's right! Zhang Jianfeng didn't die, he relied on his last breath to crawl to the side of this blood cave from a distance and jumped!

Zhang Jianfeng did not die, he actually wanted to fall into the demon path and obtain cultivation at any cost in order to take revenge.

Now that twenty minutes have passed, Zhang Zichen and the Deadwood Dao Leader both looked towards the bottom of the blood cave.

Puff puff puff!

I saw that the dark red blood under the blood cave began to boil.

Zhang Zichen remembered that when the Dead Wood Dao Elder appeared from the blood cave, that blood reacted like this.

Big Brother has mutated!

Senior brother entered the Demon Dao and cultivated the Yin Spirit Dao!

Zhang Zichen was surprised in his heart.

Sure enough, after more than ten seconds, under the blood cave, the dark red blood boiled more and more, churning blood waves layer by layer.

In the blood cave, those black yin spirits flew angrily at the bottom of the cave.

Tens of thousands, if not hundreds of thousands, of Yin spirits, screaming, as if to indicate that a demon is about to be resurrected.

That's right, it's the devil.

Whether it is the Deadwood Dao Leader or Zhang Jianfeng, after they escape into the Demon Dao, they must rely on the three souls and seven spirits and blood of devouring the living beings in the world to survive and cultivate, they are devils, and none of them are too much.

At this moment, under the blood cave, the blood waves were churning, and a blood-colored figure rushed into the sky, flying through the eyes of Zhang Zichen and the deadwood Dao Chief, and landed in the distance.

This blood-colored figure fell to the ground, although he was covered in blood, but judging from his height, figure and silhouette, this was Zhang Jianfeng.

"Big brother!?"

Zhang Zichen looked at the blood-colored figure opposite in a daze, and shouted with concern, Senior Brother is better than him dying when he enters the Demon Dao.

At least, Zhang Zichen didn't want his senior brother to die.

"Zichen! it's me!"

Sure enough, the blood-colored figure looked at the surroundings like lightning.

Then, the blood-colored figure clenched his hands into fists and shook with all his might, and the dark red blood that had climbed up his body splattered in all directions.

After all the blood was shaken away, Zhang Jianfeng's figure was revealed.

Zhang Jianfeng didn't care at all that he had fallen into the Demon Dao, he just smiled and said to the Deadwood Daoist: "What's the matter? You didn't directly cut off my vitality just now, do you regret it now?"

To tell the truth, the Deadwood Daoist did regret it.

Just now, the deadwood Dao chief stabbed Zhang Jianfeng's heart, just wanting him to die slowly and painfully.