Feel the rich bloodthirsty fighting spirit coming from the blood-colored vortex. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Ling Yun was shocked for a while, the bloodthirsty fighting spirit displayed by this person was much stronger than the bloodthirsty fighting spirit of those ordinary disciples of the Blood Demon Sect. More than a dozen blood-colored vortices stopped in the air and rushed towards Lingyun.

Lingyun's cold snow spear was stained with flames and thunder, sweeping in all directions, and the blood-colored vortex had just hit Lingyun's approach, and it was shot away by the cold snow spear, turning into blood. The blood attached to the surface of the cold snow spear, and slowly drilled into Ling Yun's body.

"Hmph. Ling Yun snorted coldly, and the scales on the body of the snow-white spear all opened. Like a blooming white lotus, it absorbs all the blood that pours in. Ling Yun slapped his palm, and the Nine Xuan Dou Qi mixed with magic rushed out, refining all the blood that had been absorbed.

"Hey, this superb spiritual weapon in your hand is very unusual, and it still has this kind of function. Blood Zitian stepped out of the blood-colored vortex and stared at Lingyun Dao. Ling Yun ignored him and brandished his spear, shattering one blood-colored vortex after another.

"No wonder being able to behead the three disciples of my Blood Demon Sect in a row is a bit of a real skill, so it seems that you can't be solved in a short period of time. Ignoring Ling Yun's reaction, Blood Zitian continued.

"Today it is not known who killed whom. Ling Yun looked at the countless blood-colored swirls around him, and said coldly. The Blood Purple Sky pupils contracted slightly, and when Ling Yun shattered the last blood-colored vortex, the figure came in an instant. From top to bottom, with a light palm, the bloodthirsty fighting spirit rushed out of its body like the sea bursting its banks. It turned into a pillar of energy and blood, and smashed towards Ling Yun overwhelmingly. The fierce and majestic evil fighting spirit shook the entire sky.

I felt the majestic power contained in the bloodthirsty fighting spirit. Ling Yun said secretly: "It's not good. "The scales on the snow-white spear are all opened, and the Nine Xuan Fighting Qi is like a loose horse. Rampage through the air. Shake away all the blood-colored fighting qi that surrounded it.

At the same time, Ling Yun sealed with one hand, and countless fire-based magic elements between heaven and earth pierced through the bloodthirsty fighting qi and condensed in front of him. "The dance of the fire-based magic. Ling Yun let out a low shout, and the fire magic that was wandering in the air quickly combined to form a vivid red dragon.

This big red Jiao was obviously different from the fire dragon and fire snake that Ling Yun had used to cast magic and condense. Covered in red scales, he opened his mouth wide, and two fangs appeared from his mouth. The whole body was covered with a fierce aura, as if it was really a dragon. This big red Jiao is the strongest trick that Ling Yun has condensed since he cultivated magic, and it is stronger than all previous magic.

With this blow alone, all the fire-based mana in his body was drained. "Go, swallow him for me. Ling Yun let out a low shout, and the red big Jiao let out a fierce roar and rushed towards the Blood Purple Sky.

"Demonic Martial Dual Cultivation? Interesting, today is the first time I've seen a wizard of Demon Martial Dual Cultivation. Killing a wizard must be a great sense of accomplishment. Blood Zitian laughed wildly, and his figure turned into eight figures in a flash, attacking Lingyun in eight directions. The big red Jiao caught up, and the blood pillar of energy shot out by the blood purple sky. The huge Jiao body, which was about ten zhang long, carried the energy blood pillar.

The temperature in the air rose sharply, and the blazing flames kept burning, and the bloodthirsty fighting spirit on the surface of the energy blood pillar body. Even the space where the two of them were located seemed to be melted by the blazing heat. The red dragon carried the energy blood pillar and bit on it, wanting to swallow it alive.

.“ Hmm? The innate advantage of bloodthirsty fighting spirit has no effect on this kid. "Blood Zitian turned into eight figures and shot at Ling Yun together, feeling the proximity of the distance, the bloodthirsty fighting spirit could not have an impact on the blood in Ling Yun's body.

Facing the attack of the eight figures, Ling Yun secretly complained bitterly. Caught off guard, he had been hit several times by his bloodthirsty fighting spirit. If it weren't for the special spirit of the Nine Xuan Dou Qi, he would be able to dissolve the bloodthirsty fighting spirit without accident every time. I'm afraid he'd long ago be like those who died, reduced to a dried corpse. Even so, in a fierce battle with Blood Zitian at close range, the blood in his body was still somewhat uncontrollably about to come out of his body, and he relied on Jiuxuan Dou Qi to suppress it desperately.

"Boy, I know that one of the three supreme treasures, Tongtian Ding, is on you, I have sensed it, I advise you to hand it over honestly, maybe, I can give you a happy death. Otherwise. Even if you are short of time, you can resist the bloodthirsty fighting spirit. After a long time, it is still impossible to avoid being drained of blood by bloodthirsty fighting spirit and turning into a dried corpse. You know, I'm very different from those ordinary disciples of the Blood Demon Sect. Blood Purple Heaven attacked Ling Yun, and the eight figures spoke together.

"Tongtian Ding, is that the black little ding?" Ling Yun pondered the words that Blood Zitian said, he didn't know why at first, and then he immediately remembered the tripod on his body, only the small ding that was given to him by the remnant of the old ghost of the Demon Yuan in the Demon Yuan Old Ghost Cave Mansion that day.

"It turns out that this Fang Xiaoding is called Tongtian Ding, and they all care so much, it seems that this Fang Xiaoding is extremely unusual. Ling Yun said secretly.

"Hmph, what I worked so hard to get, you want to take away from Dream. Besides, even if I want to give it, no matter who I give it to, I won't give it to you. Ling Yun shook back a bloody shadow with a shot and shouted angrily.

"I don't know what to do, let you see the true power of bloodthirsty fighting spirit. Blood Zitian waved one hand, and his body retreated. The eight figures also quickly retreated, sitting in all directions. The river of blood behind the Blood Purple Sky rose into the sky, enveloping him and Ling Yun, and the surrounding area turned into a blood-colored world.

On the battlefield on the other side, wherever the blood broke through the sky and the river of blood, no one could support the impact of the bloodthirsty fighting spirit, countless people wailed bitterly, the blood was drained, turned into a dried corpse, and their ghosts were melted into the thousands of ghosts in the blood river.

"Sooner or later, you damned beasts and demons, will not die well. A woman in red wailed and cursed desperately before she died, and in an instant she turned into a dried corpse.

The rest of the people were terrified, and their cursing became a stimulant for the Blood Breaking Heaven and several disciples of the Blood Demon Sect. From the time of the bloody attack to the present, more than half of the people in the field have turned into dried corpses. No one could survive a round under the attack of the Blood River.

The blood broke the sky like a cat playing with mice, slowly abusing and killing them. Little by little, they enjoyed their desperate expressions before they died. Ling Yun saw that Blood Purple Heaven suddenly stopped attacking, and suddenly a bad feeling appeared in his heart.

"Soon, they will all turn into dried corpses, and I will send you to accompany them, so that you can taste the bloodthirsty fighting spirit of my sect, and the power of the condensed Zhen Sect's peerless learning, the Eight Hells Blood Prison. Blood Zitian stretched out his claws and roared towards the sky, and his long blood-colored hair was windless and automatic, fluttering up and down in the air, quite hideous and terrifying.

The blood robe behind him burst inch by inch, turning into countless tiny fragments that merged into the river of blood.

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