"What a stinky fart!" Seeing the blood falling, Hayama immediately used his spiritual power to defend himself.

"These blood-colored lightning bolts are too strong, everyone quickly dodge!" Feeling the terrifying attack power of the blood-colored lightning, a warrior hurriedly roared, and almost at the same time, his figure leaped into the distance.

In such a dangerous situation, those warriors of the Spirit Gathering Realm all rushed backwards, at this moment, they just wanted to flee for their lives, this blood-colored lightning was really too terrifying.

They are different from Yeshan, these Lingfu realm martial artists, and they must flee for their lives first.

"Boom!" The blood-colored lightning slashed, and several warriors who had no time to dodge were hit by the blood-colored lightning, and the whole person suddenly fell upside down to the ground, and then slowly turned into charcoal under the attack of the blood-colored lightning.

Seeing his companions die so miserably, the fear in those people's hearts slowly increased.

Ye Shan and the gray-robed old man stood together, looking at the blood-colored lightning flashing in the sky again, their faces were difficult to see the extreme, although their attack power was extremely strong, but in the face of lightning of this scale, it was impossible to protect everyone.

Xiao Cai faintly looked at the bloody scene below, and said with a smile: "Liu Jiang, it seems that you Wind Valley are going to kill a lot of disciples again, hahaha!"

Hearing this, the gray-robed old man couldn't hold back any longer, and with a flick of his wrist, a cyan palm print swept towards the blood-colored lightning above his head.

"Boom!" a loud bang came, and although he extinguished the blood-colored lightning, it didn't make a big difference to him at all.

"Haha!" Seeing this, Xiao Cai laughed loudly, and immediately commanded the warriors on the high platform to attack again.

Seeing the blood-colored lightning striking again, everyone's expressions became solemn.

"Don't fight for steamed buns, the old man is also out of the way today!" Thinking of what happened three years ago, the gray-robed old man roared angrily, and his whole body erupted with an incomparably powerful momentum, which immediately detonated the inheritance treasure in his hand and bombarded into the sky.

Seeing that the magic weapon had risen to the highest point, the gray-robed old man immediately shouted, "Break it for me!"

Then, a fiery red python artifact spirit burst out from his magic weapon.

"This is Uncle Shi's personal magic weapon, the fire python gun!" Looking at the giant python phantom in the sky, Zhao Tianhao immediately said in shock, he didn't expect that the gray-robed old man would actually choose to detonate his portable magic weapon.

When Xiao saw this, a faint mockery appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't think that the detonating magic weapon can deal with me!"

"Today, none of you are destined to want to leave here!" As he spoke, Xiao Cai once again urged the spiritual power to be injected into the high platform.

Then, a huge blood-red cloud also flashed high in the sky.

In the array, the spirit of the gray-robed old man rose into the air with a strong posture that wanted to look at the world, and as long as those blood-colored lightning bolts in the air were hit by this fiery red python, they were directly smashed by the bombardment.

"Everyone retreat!" Seeing the might, Ye Shan immediately shouted, if he didn't open the distance, he was afraid that it would cause unnecessary casualties.

"Yes!" Hearing this, many warriors retreated violently, and under this kind of power, they didn't dare to stay for a moment.

With a tearing roar, the machine spirit slammed into the blood-red cloud, trying to release the last of its light and heat.

"Bang!" As the attack wave crashed into the blood-colored cloud, everyone felt the entire space tremble, as if something had been knocked over, and then they saw that the blood-colored cloud was actually blasted out of a large hole.

Under such an attack, the red lightning that whistled in the air also disappeared in vain.

Seeing this, all the warriors finally had a smile on their faces, and they had finally solved the current trouble.

"Wonderful!" Seeing this, Zhang Bo's face also showed a smile.

Zhao Tianhao glanced at the gray-robed old man, and said with a chuckle: "Uncle Shi really deserves his reputation, this shot will solve the problem!"

Although his heart was painful, when he heard these words, the gray-robed old man's expression was also full of pride.

"Don't be careless, things are not so simple!" Unlike everyone, Ye Shan didn't feel that the matter was solved, and Xiao Cai, who was on the high platform, still looked so calm, which was very abnormal.

"Everyone, it's best not to let your guard down!" Out of prudence, Hayama didn't want to rush to the high platform now.

As soon as Hayama's words fell, the blood-colored clouds in the sky formed again.

Blood-colored lightning blasted towards everyone again.

The smug smile of the gray-robed old man had not completely dissipated and froze on his face, looking more difficult than crying.

"That's Lao Tzu's personal magic weapon, what kind of formation is this!" the old man immediately cried and said while urging the spiritual attack.

"What kind of motivation are these blood-colored lightning!" Even if he was as steady as Zhang Bo, he panicked at the moment.

"I can't sit still!" Hayama looked at the blood-colored clouds in the sky, and immediately urged the sword to attack at the blood-colored lightning.

After the first wave of attacks, Ye Shan had just stood firm, when he felt a terrifying wind overhead, and he hurriedly looked up, and saw a huge red lightning bolt, which had already appeared above Ye Shan's head.

Of course, Ye Shan could hide, but a few people couldn't dodge, and without hesitation, Ye Shan immediately urged the sword to blast over.

"Try the Desolate Sword Technique!" Thinking of the adsorption power of the Desolate Sword Technique, Ye Shan immediately had the urge to experiment, if he could devour the energy of the blood-colored lightning, it would definitely be of great use.

The spiritual power surged, and Ye Shan immediately urged the sword to point forward.

As the Desolate Sword Technique was unleashed, blood-colored lightning in all directions immediately swarmed towards Hayama's Nine Thunder Heaven-Shaking Sword.

"What kind of martial arts is this,!" The middle-aged woman on the high platform saw this, and immediately said in puzzlement, this ability to devour and attack was really incredible in her opinion.

"This kind of swordsmanship is definitely not something that ordinary sect disciples can master!" Xiao Cai looked at Ye Shan who was holding a long sword, and immediately muttered.

As Hayama's sword momentum continued to grow stronger, more and more blood-colored lightning bolts merged into Hayama's sword momentum.

"It's really effective!" Seeing that the barren sword technique successfully integrated the blood-colored lightning, Ye Shan immediately laughed and said, although there was still a blood-colored lightning attacking him, but with Zhao Tianhao's help, all the blood-colored lightning could not pose a threat to the martial artists on Ye Shan's side.

"Brother, it would be nice if you had used this trick earlier!" The gray-robed old man thought of his magic weapon, and his heart was still full of regret.

"Old dog of the Hundred Ghost Sect, these lightning bolts will be returned to you!" Looking at Xiao Cai on the high platform, Ye Shan immediately slashed out the huge blood-colored sword qi in front of him.