The eight blood shadows that were originally sitting in eight directions raised their heads to the sky together with the movements of the blood purple sky, roaring endlessly. In the area within a radius of 100 zhang, the blood qi increased again, and this piece of heaven and earth seemed to have turned into a blood-colored ocean.

Ling Yun's gaze was slightly solemn, this Blood Purple Heaven was indeed very different from ordinary Blood Demon Sect disciples. Not only is his cultivation much higher than that of ordinary disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, but even his comprehension of the bloodthirsty fighting spirit has reached an extremely mysterious realm.

He can use all kinds of incredible magical powers in the bloodthirsty fighting spirit. This Blood Purple Sky was the strongest enemy that Ling Yun had fought since he was a child. It is much stronger than the Huaxia Clan's Kongyang Holy Son, Modang Mountain Tutian, and even Li Si.

Ling Yun was confident that if he met the Void Yang Holy Son again at this time, he would be completely sure that he could take him down. But in the face of this Blood Purple Sky, he has never had the upper hand from beginning to end. Even, when the other party has not done its best, it is slightly at a disadvantage.

"Eight Hells of Blood, up. The eight blood shadows put their hands together in the sky. Endless blood qi rushed into the sky together, and the endless river of blood behind the blood purple sky slowly squirmed. Thousands of unjust ghosts in the blood river stood up together, wailing at Ling Yun, mixed with endless resentment.

"Enjoy these last moments! In a little while, you can be one of them. On Blood Purple Sky's pale and colorless face, a grim smile once again appeared.

"Devouring" Ling Yun smelled a strong aura of danger, and shouted at the red big Jiao who was holding the blood-colored energy pillar next to him. The big red Jiao's claws stabbed into the blood of the blood-colored energy pillar. I bite it down and want to swallow it raw.

"Hmph, look for death. Blood Zitian controlled the blood river behind him and laughed. When the red dragon completely swallowed the energy blood pillar, Blood Zitian said softly: "Bloodthirsty fighting spirit, burst." "The size of the big red Jiao swelled abruptly in the air. Immediately, there was a loud "boom" and burst in the air. A huge mushroom blood cloud was formed.

The space is slightly distorted, creating a huge amount of pressure. turned out to be the one who was in the field, except for the blood breaking sky, who was forced to lie down. Everyone looked sideways and felt this earth-shattering force.

Feng Wu, who was recovering his fighting spirit, shook his head slightly, and said secretly: "If you can fight with him to this extent, I am afraid that only you can do it." Brother Ling, after holding on for a while, I will soon recover my fighting spirit, and when the time comes, we will fight side by side together. ”

I felt that the red Jiao that I had condensed with fire-based magic was blown up, and the fire-based magic was destroyed in one fell swoop. Ling Yun was furious, and the spear twisted, bringing up a fierce fighting spirit, and slashed towards the head of Blood Purple Heaven.

"Eight Hells of Blood, open. Blood Zitian opened his eyes and smiled strangely at Ling Yun, and the huge river of blood twisted up, disintegrating the fighting spirit that Ling Yun attacked. Tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts quickly rushed out of the river of blood and bit away at Ling Yun.

Ling Yun stretched out the shield of his fighting qi to fend off the attacks of the Blood River and the Ghost Spirit. One hand into the air and said: "Endless thunder, condensation, slash mortal demons." Suddenly, in the sky, countless silver magic elements condensed together and converged into a Dao Dao Thunder. The thunder broke through the blood qi in the sky and came to the front of Ling Yun below.

"Dual-line mage, and an extremely rare lightning type. Blood Purple Heaven's pupils contracted, flashing a dignified color. Thunder is the judge of all things, the master of punishment and killing, and its power comes from the nine heavens, and can destroy all things in the world. Especially against ghosts and demons, it has incredible lethality. So Blood Zitian saw Ling Yun. When he was actually a thunder magician, he had a bad premonition in his heart. But he still didn't think that Ling Yun could win against him.

As soon as the thunder of the Nine Heavens fell, all the ghosts and ghosts were hit, and green smoke rose from their bodies, and ghosts cried wolf howls. The blood-colored mist that rushed to Ling Yun's approach was split in half. The thunder continued to circle around Ling Yun, and in front of him, a huge thunderball was formed, and the thunder slashed in all directions. At this moment, against the backdrop of silver light, Ling Yun seemed to have incarnated into the god of thunder and lightning, turning the thunder of the Quartet into his own use.

The thunderball in front of him flashed again. poured into himself, and at an extremely fast speed, condensed into a set of silver armor, protecting all the vital parts of his body.

"There are two more moments, it turned out to be a thunder and fire dual magician, then see if you can resist it, all my Eight Hells Blood Prison. Blood Zitian laughed wildly and summoned all the ghosts. He knew that in front of Ling Yun, who was good at thunder magic, these ghosts were terrifying. It doesn't work at all.

"Give me a transformation" The eight blood shadows stood up together and clapped a few palms in succession in their respective directions. Endless bloodthirsty fighting qi poured out from the bodies of the eight blood shadows and injected into a certain point in the air.

"Ahh Sitting in the back, Blood Zitian suddenly roared in the sky, the green tendons on his body stood up inch by inch, and his face became extremely hideous. A long blood-colored hair that grows infinitely longer, from the top of the head to the heels. Fluttering in the wind, a sky-high aura came out of Blood Zitian's body, and the strong smell of blood was disgusting.

"Remember the name of the deity, Blood Purple Heaven, one of the Blood Demon Twins of the Blood Demon Sect. As soon as Blood Zitian finished speaking, the river of blood behind him suddenly collapsed in midair. He flocked to the eight directions guarded by the Eight Blood Shadows.

Above the eight blood shadows, the sky spun sharply and quickly cracked, revealing a pitch-black space. Rivers of blood poured into it, staining eight black holes blood-red. The bloodthirsty fighting spirit runs through it, unimpeded. A little rain of blood fell from the sky, staining the earth with blood.

Although Ling Yun didn't know what this Blood Purple Sky wanted to do. But he knew that if he was to do it all, it would be very tricky. The sense of danger in his heart grew heavier. "Snort" Eight thunderbolts as thick as buckets shot out from Ling Yun's palm and struck at the eight blood holes.

He finally understood that this thunder magic had a certain restraint effect on the evil demons. This disciple of the Blood Demon Sect cultivated bloodthirsty fighting qi, and he was no longer a human being, but a kind of evil demon's crooked path. Therefore, lightning magic has a certain lethality for them.

Eight thick thunderbolts hit the blood hole, and the defeat that Ling Yun imagined did not appear, and the thunder disappeared from the blood hole as if it were sinking into the sea, without setting off the slightest wave.

"Damn, what kind of evil thing is this?" The thunder magic, which has always been invincible, didn't work at all this time. "It seems that the level of danger is higher than I imagined. Ling Yun frowned, two huge silver-red blades gradually formed at the tip of his spear, and he was ready to put the only big killing move in his hand.

Suddenly, the eight blood caves trembled, and the entire heaven and earth shook, and the fierce bloodthirsty fighting qi continued to erupt from it, surging in the air like the raging waves of the sea. The eight blood holes were aimed at Ling Yun together, and a strange devouring power came out from it, and the thunder ball condensed by the thunder magic in front of Ling Yun was instantly shattered by the bloodthirsty fighting qi that gushed out of the blood hole.

His body was absorbed by the eight blood holes at the same time, and the huge eight-sided suction force wanted to tear it into eight sections. "Damn it. Ling Yun found that his body was frozen by the adsorption force and could not move. With an angry scolding, all the Nine Xuan Dou Qi in the dantian rushed out, impacting the suction of the eight blood caves.

The originally domineering and incomparable Nine Xuan Dou Qi, as soon as it touched this suction this time, it was instantly turned invisible. Ling Yun was startled, seeing that the suction power of the Eight Blood Caves was getting stronger and stronger, and the pressure on his body was getting heavier and heavier. It was like hundreds of wild horses tearing at their bodies in all directions, and the feeling was extremely painful. The Nine Xuan Dou Qi continued to rush out, and it was constantly disintegrated. For the first time, he tasted powerlessness.

The eight blood holes in the air had not yet been fully formed, and once they were formed, Ling Yun was afraid that he would really be torn into eight sections. In the face of the attack in the blood hole, all of Ling Yun's fighting energy and magic were invalid. Seeing Ling Yun being frozen, torn by pressure from all directions, the bloodthirsty fighting spirit hit his body again and again.

Blood Zitian stood up, smiled gloomily, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in front of Ling Yun in an instant, and a huge claw mixed with a fierce and evil bloodthirsty fighting qi slammed into his chest.

With a "bang", the giant claw unexpectedly hit Ling Yun's chest. The thunder armor condensed from the thunder magic power on his body was blasted by the bloodthirsty fighting spirit, and the thunder magic power turned invisible. A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ling Yun's mouth, and his face turned pale in an instant.

"Jie Jie, you have been fighting fiercely with me for so long, except for my disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, among my peers, only you can do it at present. You're proud enough, and this time you're not dead. Blood Zitian sneered again, and grabbed Ling Yun's throat with one claw.

If this claw was implemented, Ling Yun's throat would be crushed by pinching. At this moment, behind the blood purple sky, a loud shout shook the earth. The "Great Heavenly Earthquake Thunder Hand" was a giant earthy yellow palm that quickly condensed on the top of Blood Purple Heaven's head. Caught off guard, a palm print. Shooting it down directly from the air is the seal that has recovered its fighting spirit so far.

Ling Yun felt the binding force of the eight blood holes, and there was a slight loosening. Hurriedly seizing the opportunity, the silver-red twin blades burst out, and the huge energy fluctuations shattered a large area of space, setting off a wave of energy frenzy in the air. Two blades of light about ten zhang long struck the two blood holes closest to him.

This time, the attack power did not completely fail, and the silver-red twin blades were stuck at the entrance of the blood hole, constantly devouring and slashing the blood hole. Letting its restraint loosen slightly, Ling Yun seized the opportunity, and the fighting qi magic in his body leaked out together, getting rid of the entanglement of bloodthirsty fighting energy, and breaking free from the eight blood holes.