"Ah!!h

This exclamation, no one expected, was from Ning's urging mouth.

He escaped from Ning Jian as fast as he could, a full ten zhang distance. Ning Duwu, who always expects things like a god, is actually scared?

"Xiang Bofei, what's going on!!"

Even ignoring the honorific title of senior brother to call him by his name, Ning Duwu asked angrily.

Xiang Bofei was also stunned by the scene in front of him at this time, and he didn't care about Ning Duwu's gaffe at all, and said in a trembling voice: "The power of his bloodline has indeed been sucked up by the blood soul! I swear to the sky! Didn't you also check, he really can't die anymore!"

Ning Duwu knew all this, but why couldn't he take back the blood soul from Bo Fei? Why..... Why.....

Why did Ning Jian's corpse float up!!

The conversation between these two brothers was also heard by everyone present.

Corpse?!

The same words appear in the hearts of all people, they are not monks and masters, and they are more receptive to the talk of ghosts and miracles.

No one could explain it, countless pairs of eyes stared at the corpse in the air, not daring to squeak.

Suddenly!

On Ning Jian's chest, a ball of blood appeared.

The blood was like silk, floating into the air in front of Ning Jian, constantly twisting and changing.

Gradually staggered outline, diverged and converged, and finally a blood-colored pattern appeared in front of everyone.

"It's ..... Spirit Pattern?"

Ning Duwu and Xiang Bofei could both see that this pattern should be a spirit pattern.

But shouldn't the power of his bloodline be all in the blood soul channel? How can the spirit pattern be stimulated without a bloodline? And why is this spirit pattern not composed of spiritual power, but blood?

Countless questions lingered in his heart, but Ning Duwu did not dare to act rashly.

Finally, the blood-colored pattern suspended in the air ended with the last stroke. In an instant, thousands of blood rays shot straight into the sky, dyeing all the thousands of miles of clouds red.

Above Tianshui City, the rolling clouds and mist are like a sea of blood, and the end of the world is nothing more than that.

Countless people who had not yet come out of the shadows after the earthquake knelt down to pray for this vision, and their hearts were restless.

Thousands of miles away in the wilderness, a little girl pouted inadvertently.

Everyone outside the Ning Mansion was blinded by this blood, and they couldn't see any scene clearly. The blood-colored pattern slowly approached Ning Jian in the boundless blood light, and finally melted into his chest.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

The sound of a hammer beating a drum reached everyone's ears.

The blood color disappeared, and Ning Duwu, who was the first to regain his sight, saw clearly in front of him.

Standing, Ning Jian.

The Blood Soul Attraction was not taken away by Xiang Bofei, and was still hovering above at this time. Suddenly, there was an invisible force that pulled the blood soul downward until it was less than half a foot above Ning Jian's head.

Immediately after, from Ning Jian's body, several blood-red tentacles drilled out and drilled into the Blood Soul Channel.

Not far away, Xiang Bo Fei exclaimed: "He's recovering the power of the bloodline!!! Oh no, my aura is also being plundered by him!"

This is the worst-case scenario, Ning Duwu summoned the iron rhinoceros again, turning into an outer bone armor and clinging to his body, as if facing a great enemy.

"If I can kill you once, I can kill you a second and a third time. Ning Duwu's cruel words sounded a little lacking in confidence.

Not long after, all the bloodline power in the Blood Soul Attraction returned to Ning Jian's body, but the power of sucking had not stopped.

"Ahhh

Xiang Bofei's aura was still connected to the blood soul guide, and at this time, he only felt that the little aura left in his body was being quickly sucked away through the blood soul guide, and he couldn't cut off this aura connection at all.

In just three breaths, Xiang Bofei had just recovered a little aura in his body, and he had already bottomed out.

In his desperate eyes, the most terrifying thing happened..........

The power of his own bloodline, and even the essence of the life element, was draining like that aura, and the skin on his hands was drying up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Division..... Junior..... Save..... I ....."

Ning Duwu looked at Xiang Bofei in front of him with his own eyes, his body was a little rickety, the blood under the skin disappeared, and the whole person was like a deep furnace roasting, withering and shrinking.

Faced with his senior brother's plea for help, he didn't dare to step forward. The unknown is the most feared thing, and Ning Duwu is afraid that once he touches Xiang Bofei, he will be the same. He could only watch from the sidelines, and just watched.

Bang!

After a long time, a dried corpse fell to the ground.

All the people around him, there was no sound in their chests, and a big living person became a dried corpse in less than half a cup of tea, leaving them with only a lingering haze of fear.

With a shatter, the blood soul was reduced to fragments and scattered from the air.

There was only Ning Jian left in front of him, and at this time, a coercion erupted from his body, and his injured body was also recovering, and even his sunken chest was full.

Feeling this abnormal aura fluctuation, Ning Duwu was all too familiar.

Because he had experienced it, not so long ago.

No matter how unwilling he was to believe it, he had to accept the facts. It was exactly the same, the blood surging under this spiritual pressure was exactly the same as when he was promoted to Spirit Pattern Master.

Ning Jian, after absorbing all the aura and life essence blood of Xiang Bofei, finally broke the shackles and was promoted to the spirit pattern master.

Not only that, but the aura around the young man's body was still rising, and there was no momentum to stop at all, which was also the source of Ning Duwu's growing anxiety.

If his master, Master Dongchu, was here, he would find that Ning Jian's aura fluctuations had already exceeded the level of the Spirit Pattern Master.

2nd Stage.....

Three-stage .....

Four-stage .....

After a full moment, the surge of aura gradually weakened, and as the coercion receded, Ning Duwu's back was already wet with sweat.

No one knew that at this time, Ning Jian was already a fifth-stage spirit pattern master.

Open!

The young man's eyes were bloodshot. Against the backdrop of a scarlet circle of eyes, a pair of pupils looked very strange.

The two stood opposite each other, and Ning Duwu was behind his parents and brother, and he couldn't escape.

"Ning Jian, what kind of magic are you!"

"I, the Jinyang Sect, as a famous sect of the righteous path, swear to take it as my mission to kill the evil demons. It won't be long before the elders of the sect will arrive, and you will never end well. ”

It was obviously a generous statement, but Ning Duwu said it very tactfully.

He was naturally talking nonsense, but he just hoped that Ning Jian could leave quickly.

But Ning Jian in front of him didn't even focus his gaze on any place, his eyes were empty.

"He didn't regain consciousness?" Ning Duwu guessed in his heart.

At this moment, Ning Jian moved.

The whole person seemed to disappear out of thin air, and in the next blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Ning Duwu, no more than a palm away.

Such a rapid speed, but no sound of air explosion. The air around them was crushed, and everyone felt the stickiness in the air around them.

Ning Duwu's mind was occupied by infinite terror, and he still subconsciously blasted out with one blow. Impartiality is in the middle of Ning Jian's face.

The palm of his hand touched his face, but it was like a stone ox entering the sea, and his strength was completely gone. In the next moment, the aura impact returned to his arm, and Ning Duwu's arm was bounced away by the shock, and the feeling of paralysis was pierced all the way to his shoulder.

The boy raised his right hand and waved it slightly.

The sound shattered.