All the disciples of the Bloody Cloth Sect and the Viscount Elders all exploded and died in an instant, and there were no bones left, all of them turned into blood and blood dust, so that only a strong smell of blood could be smelled in the entire silence.

"I'm starting to get a little ...... I'm not happy. ”

The faint sound was like a pool of black stagnant water. Combined with the numb and somewhat frantic expression on her face, it seemed that this sentence was not hers, but wanted to come from some ghost hidden in the darkness. The atmosphere in the air quickly became eerie and distorted, like a strong stench blowing from the swamp of death.

"My children......" Qian Pinyan's hair was messy, and his body movements were like a ghost from hell, looking terrifying. "The Blood Mother will avenge you. ”

Because of the drastic changes in the battle situation, some people from the Thousand Spins Demon Hunting Group and the Lone Goose Demon Hunting Group gathered together, while Ling Feng and the others were together.

Yang Weizhe and Yang Qianxuan swallowed their saliva, and their bodies unconsciously forced the group of people behind them backwards, their pupils constricted, and they didn't dare to relax their attention at all. Qian Pinyan's body suddenly has a strong attraction, invisibly pulling the divine power in their bodies to release outward, and if they don't pay attention to it, the divine power will break out of the body and become Qian Pinyan's nourishment.

"Po ......"

When he was retreating, Yang Qianxuan, who was at the forefront, suddenly heard an explosion, and immediately spread his divine thoughts, only to find that the head of one of the most powerful martial artists in his team exploded, and a delicate girl beside this martial artist couldn't help but vomit.

From the two feet of this warrior, I don't know when, several sharp and sharp blood thorns grew, like crazy vines, penetrating from the soles of his feet, along the inside of his body, all the way to the inside of the calves and thighs, and most from the chest densely poked out, contained in the air, as if a huge blood-colored sea urchin exploded from his chest, his internal organs, intestines and whatever, bloody and hot hanging on these blood thorns, billowing white gas.

However, these blood thorns did not stop there, they continued to spread upward, from the organs inside the neck, and pierced the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and then, the warrior's brain quickly dried up, as if some monster was greedily gnawing at his brain and brain marrow.

The blood thorns pierced by the Heavenly Spirit Cover suddenly split into something like an octopus's tentacles, wriggling chaotically. These tentacles are as sharp as a sword, and the warrior's brain is almost as soft as tofu to the tentacles, and it is nothing more than a blow to the ashes and inserted into it, suddenly like a hungry and crazy wolf meeting a fat lamb, frantically draining the warrior's divine power, knowing that his brain is only left with a loose and disgusting scalp, it exploded!

The skull exploded, and there was no bloodshot, but only a shriveled corpse remained, and all the essence in the body was in Qian Pinyan's abdomen.

"Let's go!"

Yang Qianxuan's heart seemed to be pinched by the devil's dry bones, as if she was choked by the big hand of death, every nerve in her body was tensed like never before, and her limbs seemed to be numb, but the strong sense of crisis that really existed made her subconsciously retreat violently.

It's a pity that when she shouted this sentence, it was too late, Yang Qianxuan, who was in the late stage of the Divine Venerable, naturally had the ability to dodge Qian Pinyan's attack, but not necessarily for others, even Yang Weizhe, who was also the strength of the late stage of the Divine Venerable, just reacted slowly for a moment, and lost his life in an instant, and the others had the same fate, Yang Xianglei didn't even have time to react, so he became a dry corpse.

"No !!"

After all, Yang Qianxuan is also a girl in her early twenties, and her heart has never been as strong as a man, and her good friends and sisters of the same generation in the family all died in an instant, and this blow was like an amazing lightning bolt in her heart.

From time to time, this seemingly powerful beautiful girl could no longer cry, tears wet her sight, deep fear had already filled her entire heart, and those experiences and advanced exercises that had been exchanged for life were completely left behind by her, and she only cared about running forward.

Seeing that a blood thorn like a python buried in the ground was about to pierce her delicate **, Yang Feng looked at Ling Feng nervously: "Brother Feng......"

After all, it is the same family, but Yang Feng has a good impression of Yang Qianxuan, but it is just a person, and he will be a little unbearable.

"I see. Ling Feng waved his hand disdainfully, he hadn't forgotten Chenchen's matter!

Sweat soaked through Yang Qianxuan's clothes, and suddenly tripped over something under his feet, as if he was pushed by a devil's hand behind his back, every muscle in his body tensed violently, and his head fell to the ground, and then crawled to the corner of the wall like lightning, seeing that the blood thorn was about to penetrate his brain, Yang Qianxuan's pupils almost shrank into a point, and his body curled up into a ball, trembling.

However, just when she was ready to die and slowly closed her eyes, a thick and powerful aura came to her face, and then, a blue shadow flashed, standing in front of her was a man, a pair of blue wings stretched out from his back blocked the blood thorn, a sword slashed, the blood thorn was cut off, and quickly retracted.

Ling Feng turned around and withdrew the cold and biting aura when facing her: "Come to my team, I believe Uncle Yang doesn't want all his geniuses to die." ”

Yang Qianxuan looked at this ordinary teenager, but in his eyes he saw in his eyes the maturity and bloodiness that even the patriarch did not have. The delicate body was slightly stunned, feeling like a dream, and went to hell for a while, and was pulled back by this young man.

"Roar—"

Seeing the last genius of the Yang family return to the team, the Polar Lion Tiger let out a roar, obviously wanting to fight with Ling Feng.

"No need, Lion Tiger, this is my personal vendetta, there are strong enemies in the future, I will give it to you. ”

Ling Feng smiled lightly, and the giant spirit god in his hand suddenly lifted it, and with a "bang" pierced the air, pointing directly at the place where Qian Pinyan was, "Old witch, the damage you gave Chenchen, I, Ling Feng, will return it to you a hundred times and ten thousand times!!"

Before he could finish speaking, he turned into a blue streamer and burst out. Seeing this, a trace of surprise flashed in Qian Pinyan's eyes, and he immediately turned into a blood-colored brilliance and collided with Ling Feng.

For a while, the sky above the entire space could almost only see the continuous collision of the brilliance of the two colors, strongly stirring the air, and the deafening sound of metal collision came out from time to time, shaking the entire space as if it were about to collapse.

"Bang!"

A loud explosion and the figures scattered, Ling Feng landed on the ground safely, and before Lei Lin and the others could see the situation clearly, he sneered: "Are you hiding from me?"

He slammed the Djinn God into the rocky ground beneath his feet, and with a bang, the rubble shot out in all directions, and the depths of the earth let out a strange scream, tearing his heart and lungs, like the screams of a terrible ghost.

Qian Pinyan suddenly saw a flower in front of her, and before she could react, a mouthful of blood spurted out of her mouth, and in an instant that she didn't have time to see clearly, the tip of the pitch-black sword pierced one of her arms.

After the giant spirit god pierced Qian Pinyan's arm, the faint dead gray spiritual power quietly poked out along the sword body to her arm, tearing into five-petal barbs like a man-eating flower and tightly embedded into the flesh and blood of Qian Pinyan's arm, biting it to death, and as Ling Feng pulled it hard, the entire arm was torn off along with the flesh and blood.

"Ah!!h

Qian Pinyan roared out in pain, looked at Ling Feng with resentment in his eyes, raised his other hand and was about to reach out to Ling Feng.

"Demon Eye!"

At this time, Ling Feng suddenly burst into a rage, showing no mercy, and two beams of dazzling energy suddenly burst out into his eyes, hitting Qian Pinyan like a cannonball, and she immediately flew out upside down, covered in blood.

Qian Pinyan stretched out his backhand to his back, grabbed a long red whip that grew from the flesh pierced on his back, and then pulled the long whip out of his body with force, and a huge blood hole was cut on the whole back, and the blood gushed out like a waterfall, fell on the ground, and was sucked back into her body again.

Qian Pinyan held the long whip in his left hand, the long whip fell softly to the ground, and in the surrounding air, countless water vapor condensed into small and sharp ice crystals, these ice crystals quickly rolled up to form an air current, like a stream of translucent silk, as long as the crimson long whip was waved slightly, there would be a loud explosion sound in the air.

"It's actually a low-grade treasure weapon, the Ghost Poison Dream Flame Whip, it is indeed a superb weapon, but it's a pity that you haven't arrived yet, this kind of weapon is in your hands, it's really a tyrannical thing!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, shook off Qian Pinyan's arm, and with a fierce force on his legs, the whole person shot towards the sky.

"Hum—"

A huge sword roar tore the air apart, and countless swirling lights exploded out from the magic pattern on the body of the giant spirit divine sword, and with a bang in the air, one after another sword qi shot out, surging on Qian Pinyan's body.

"God of Fighting...... Sword Prison!"

The move that was almost exactly the same as Yan Qing's previous move, with the Giant Spirit God as the center, countless sword qi clouds surrounded it, and it fell in an instant. Although Ling Feng was not as skilled as Yan Qing, all he had was majestic divine power!

"Boom, boom!"

As if time had come, the chaotic loud noise almost pierced everyone's eardrums, and the rubble and dust flew up, and everyone could only feel as if the earth seemed to crack, as if in the middle of the ice and snow, the earth formed by ice and snow had been broken through spiderweb-like cracks, and the whole earth seemed to be about to collapse.

......

When the smoke cleared, everyone saw only a puddle of blood-colored flesh, and in the midst of the flesh, the ghost poison dream flame whip lay in it.

Qian Pinyan, die!

It seemed that after all this, it would take no more than half an hour for the battle to end. Everyone unanimously moved their gaze to Ling Feng, as if they were looking at a monster.

At the end of the battle, the most excited person is tantamount to Du Minghan, for Qian Pinyan's hatred, it is not shared, and at the same time, for Ling Feng's admiration, one step more desperate, there is this kind of demon as the boss, even if Lao Tzu is a trickster in the future, it is quite majestic......