Chapter 632: None of them are alive
In an instant, the blood-colored air flow transformed by Zhan Wuji skyrocketed, and it continued to flee towards the entrance of the stone hall not far away...
"You can't escape! Burn me! ”
When Chu Yan saw the blood-colored airflow appear, the essence in his eyes flashed, and he directly summoned the Vermilion Bird Martial Spirit, the terrifying Vermilion Bird Emperor Fire, and instantly enveloped the blood-colored airflow...
Zhan Wuji was wrapped in the Vermilion Bird Emperor Fire, and he still ran away desperately, with the Vermilion Bird Flame on his body, like a blood-red fireball, just frantically trying to rush out...
It's a pity that although the Vermilion Bird Emperor Fire couldn't directly burn the Eight Heavenly Cultivators of the Heaven Transformation Realm, it still caused him to have a huge consumption, and his speed suddenly stagnated, and he soon slowed down...
"Die!"
Chu Yan rushed forward, the Haotian Sword in his hand, the sword soared into the sky, and instantly slashed seven or eight swords, stabbing straight towards the blood-colored airflow...
Laugh at! Laugh at! Laugh at!
Each sword will cut through a large mass of blood-colored airflow, fall to the ground, and turn into a pool of black blood...
"No...!"
In the blood-colored airflow, there was a terrible scream of Zhan Wuji, and the blood cloud continued to twist and turn, and under the sword light of the Vermilion Bird Emperor Fire and Chu Huo, the volume became smaller and smaller...
"Zhutian Sword Duel, Thirteen Swords!"
A large sword net, shrouded in the blood-colored airflow, like a big hand condensed by sword light, slapped fiercely on the blood-colored airflow, and suddenly, the blood-colored airflow was instantly photographed in all directions, turning into a diffuse weather stream, diffusing in all directions...
Under this move, whether it was the blood-colored air flow or the battle Wuji, they were all strangled and completely annihilated!
The deputy hall master of the Black Temple of the Red Leaf Empire, the pole of the battlefield, died!
At this point, the strongest person in this branch hall was killed by Chu Yan, so the branch hall of this black blood temple was completely destroyed by Chu Yan...
"It's a pity that there are no corpses! There's no way to burn the corpse and refine the qi! ”
Looking at the scattered blood, getting thinner and thinner, Chu Yan shook his head and said with great regret.
Immediately, Chu Yan retracted his breath, turned around and returned to the Spirit Transmission Array, returned to the blood-colored palace, and walked towards the altar square outside...
At this time, in the complex outside the altar square, the bloody slaughter was still going on...
Sun Jie's powerful physical strength is like an ancient barbarian elephant, and between the flying of his two daggers, where he passes, a shocking road of flesh and blood crushed corpses leads to the distance...
"Ah~!"
"No! Can't beat... Yes~~! ”
"It's over! All are dead, all the elders are dead, the Great Elder and the Branch Master are dead! ”
“…”
Screams, exclamations, resounded throughout the Black Moon Island, and some of the surviving Black Blood Temple disciples began to flee...
"Go!"
Chu Yan naturally wouldn't let any of the disciples of the Black Blood Temple escape, and in an instant, his divine sense was fully opened, enveloping the entire island, and with a wave of his big hand, the Haotian Sword brought out a long string of spiritual light, soaring into the sky, flying towards the black figure in the distance...
Like a bolt of lightning, like a ray of death...
In the void shot by the Haotian Sword, a large area of blood mist will surely rise...
Snort!
Where a sword shadow passed, a large number of lives were taken away, and life was cut off, and there was no one alive!
Now, a huge battle has turned into a massacre...
One-sided slaughter! In the face of the brutal killing, these disciples of the Black Blood Temple, who had the lowest cultivation, could only die in despair and horror!
Harvest life, large black figures keep falling!
However, to Chu Yan's surprise, the Black Moon Island, where the branch hall of the Black Blood Divine Temple was located, had an extremely large number of people, and under Chu Yan's divine sense, there were still tens of thousands of black-robed people who were still alive.
If you rely on Chu Yan and Sun Jie to kill them, you will really waste a lot of time...
"Close!"
Chu Yan groaned slightly, and then, with a wave of his hand, he withdrew the Haotian Sword, and his figure soared into the sky, flying above the sky of Black Moon Island...
With a flip of his hand, he took out a few bottles of "Guiyuan Dan" and poured them into his mouth, and the true qi consumed by Chu Yan's whole body quickly recovered...
"Vermilion Bird Emperor Fire, give it to me... Burn! ”
Drink this, like thunder, resounding throughout the sky.
The Vermilion Bird Martial Soul rushed out of the void, like a red sun, soaring into the sky, and where it passed, a large area of flames, like the fire of the Heavenly Fury, invaded down towards all the buildings...
Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!
The endless and fire waves instantly swallowed all the buildings of the Black Blood Temple, and countless figures struggled and rolled in the sea of fire, and the terrible screams made people shudder and creepy...
A figure is constantly melting in the sea of fire, like ice and snow...
These disciples who have cultivated to the lowest level, even if it is a super-large range of Vermilion Bird Emperor Fire, is not something they can bear...
In less than a moment, all the remnants of the disciples on the entire Black Moon Island died in the sea of fire, and none of them survived!
Some of the disciples who were hiding in the shadows were also found out after Chu Yan and Sun Jie's divine senses were swept away, and they were killed one by one!
Everyone in the Black Blood Temple, die...!
Under the fire of the Vermilion Bird Emperor, hundreds of thousands of martial artists, regardless of their cultivation, all turned into qi and blood true qi, and poured into Chu Yan...
Under the true qi and blood like a tide, Chu Yan's whole body was full of golden light, the flames soared into the sky, and the Rakshasa phantom behind him roared out, devouring the qi and blood of these lives.
Under the continuous devouring of the Rakshasa Phantom, Chu Yan's physical strength slowly increased...
The cultivation of these disciples of the Black Blood Temple is too low, and the true qi of qi and blood is already less than that of martial artists of the same level, so Chu Yan directly used all his qi and blood to improve the strength of his physical body, refining the Rakshasa Demon Body and the Xuantian Fire Body...
At the beginning of the altar square, the qi and blood transformed by the cremation of corpses and refining qi were dissipated mostly because of the pursuit of Wuji, which was a pity.
Soon, all the qi and blood were absorbed by Chu Yan...
Chu Yan sat cross-legged and began to cultivate his physical body, with Sun Jie guarding him...
Half an hour later, when Chu Yan opened his eyes, his whole body was covered with golden light, and golden lines were constantly circulating on his body, merging with each other, glowing with dazzling golden light, dazzling...
Chu Yan's physical strength increased again, reaching the level of the Five Heavens of the Transformation Heaven Realm.
Immediately, Chu Yan's body trembled, and the remaining impurities around him were all shattered into nothingness.
Call!
With a big mouth, Chu Yan exhaled a breath of turbidity, and under the breath, he slowly retracted his strength...
"Brother Chu! I've checked it carefully, and there are no more living people! ”
Sun Jie said.
The voice trembled slightly, with a distinctly shocking tone...
By now, Sun Jie's worries were completely gone, and he was only deeply shocked by Chu Yan's single sword and destroying the entire Black Blood Divine Temple.
Chu Yan's combat power is shocking!
Especially his ten-star martial soul, the Vermilion Bird Divine Beast, made Sun Jie stunned!