"Don't stand here stupidly, we'll have to go over and see what's going on right now. After Zhang Shui finished speaking, he immediately ran in the direction of the blood cloud. Zhang Hai naturally followed.

Zhang Liubai glanced back at Zhang Shiyu: "Can you trouble the head of the Zhang Shiyu family to send some people to control Zhang Yanyun and the other elders?"

Zhang Shijealousy did not refuse, and said with a smile: "That's naturally possible, just think of it as our best efforts." ”

"Thank you. Zhang Liubai bowed slightly and thanked him, and Zhang Xiaozong led a group of people with surnames to catch up with Zhang Shui and Zhang Hai brothers.

Zhang Shiwei looked at their background, and his expression became gloomy: "Wait, in a while, the banquet of the five families will be my thing." Zhang Zhi, Zhang Wei, the two of you will bring a dozen people to control Zhang Yanyun and those elders. ”

"Yes, my lord. ”

After instructing his subordinates, Zhang Shiyu took the rest of the people in the direction of the blood cloud.

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"What do you want to do?" Seeing Zhang Haotian take out the killing talisman, the blood demon was very puzzled, he should not have learned the killing talisman, and going to the killing talisman almost could not work on him, but Zhang Haotian looked very confident.

"Why? Kill you, of course. Zhang Haotian took out the killing talisman and pointed at the blood demon.

"Little Strange Talisman Master, what kind of wishful dreams are you talking about?" The Blood Demon didn't think that the Killing Talisman could work on him, and gradually put aside his worries.

"Can't? You think your understanding of the Killing Text is all there is to it?" Do you think there is no talisman in it that you don't know?" Zhang Haotian asked rhetorically.

"How could there be, the Killing Script is a rune that belongs to me, and all the Killing Script runes were created by me!" the Blood Demon retorted loudly.

But hearing his words, Zhang Haotian only showed him an endless laughing smile.

"You stinky little baby who is not afraid of the ground this day, don't know how to pretend to understand here. The blood demon was enraged by the smile on Zhang Haotian's face.

There is no need to talk nonsense with him, Zhang Haotian thought so, and recited the killing spell he remembered. Fatigue made his voice quiet, but his words were still clear.

"Blood, locks, erosion. "The spell that Zhang Haotian accidentally heard from Zhang Lingmeng's mouth in the Beast Spirit Tower, although it is a relatively strong killing rune, but for the blood demon, the creator of the killing rune, it is really not qualified.

When he heard Zhang Haotian say this spell from his mouth, the anger in the blood demon's heart was reduced by half, he still didn't pay attention to the blood pattern rune, and said so many big words, but it was such a spell to be cast on him?

There was no need to be on guard anymore, the blood demon knew that he would definitely be able to capture Zhang Lingmeng's body. Use the last spell to send him on his way.

Killing: Devil Cry. This is the best talisman to send people on the road, even if he respects the old and loves the young, cares for the children, and sends this descendant of the Zhang family on the road in the most painless way, so he is really compassionate.

A drop of blood and tears pierced the ghost cry and coldly entered the blood demon's body, and the blood demon was still feeling that he was compassionate, and was interrupted by this sudden interruption of his train of thought.

What is this? The blood demon watched as his ghost and god weep turned into dead ashes and fell to the ground one by one, and that drop of blood and tears fell into his body without hindrance, he had no time to resist, and he couldn't resist at all, it was as simple as a drop of water falling into a lake.

This is not a blood pattern charm? But Zhang Haotian's mind is obviously a blood pattern charm, the blood demon can't figure it out, looking at Zhang Haotian who fainted in front of him, he doesn't know what this young man of the Zhang family has done.

The blood demon wanted to cast a spell to force the blood tears out of his body, but when he tried to do so, he found that the Dao Spirit was no longer under his control, and it was rapidly expanding in his body, and there was a huge Dao Spirit from another place, both of which were bursting his body.

In fact, the blood demon's body had been severely deformed, almost no longer humanoid, and blood-colored lumps protruded everywhere, which could burst open at any time. It was precisely because of the distortion of the body, the sense of isolating the nerves, that the blood demon only felt a sense of expansion, and could not understand the iron-clad fact that he was no longer human.

What did he do? This was the last question in the blood demon's mind, but unfortunately, because of his arrogance and pride, in the end, he couldn't even know what wound he died in, and went straight to the depths of the Yellow Spring with eternal doubts.

The unique bloody aura of the Killing Soul burst open on a scale never seen before around the blood demon's body, and a wave of qi that spread to the point that could encompass the entire Blood Refining Dao exploded.

Zhang Haotian, who was unconscious beyond the threshold of the spell, was directly blown away and hit the white hazy light he cast, and the white hazy light was not worried about this raging bloody rain, and it was directly shattered.

Fortunately, there was still a sober bone spirit, and Qiansheng Bone Protector caught Zhang Haotian and Zhang Lingmeng, two siblings, and then stuck bone spurs on the ground, struggling to resist this raging bloody aura, waiting for it to stain the surrounding purgatory with blood.

After the qi wave spread quickly and violently, covering everything around them with a rich layer of blood, making the sky even darker, the bone spirit could finally put down Zhang Haotian and Zhang Lingmeng and take a good look at their situation.

Ignoring the drastic changes around him, the bone spirit hurriedly cut back to his body, wanting to take a closer look at their condition, but what he saw was that his hands were stained with a layer of warm blood, whose blood was this? Is it his? No, he didn't suffer any harm, and he didn't feel any discomfort......

When the Bone Spirit's gaze accidentally fell on Zhang Haotian, the Bone Spirit was stunned, he had never seen such a shocking picture. Zhang Haotian's entire right arm was gone, the flesh and blood at the fracture were blurred, and a large amount of blood flowed on the ground, and the blood on the bone spirit was dyed when he took Zhang Haotian.

The bone spirit had never experienced this situation, and was flustered and didn't know how to deal with it. He could only stretch out his hand and shake Zhang Haotian in a daze: "Haotian, Haotian! Wake up, Haotian." ”

In addition to crying and shouting Zhang Haotian, the bone spirit no longer knew what he could do, he was afraid, afraid that Zhang Haotian would die, just afraid of the possibility that Zhang Haotian would die of serious injuries. I didn't expect that if Zhang Haotian died, he would also die because of the fate contract.

"Who?, who can save Haotian?" the bone spirit looked around in isolation, trying to ask for help, but no one came. All that could be seen was the purgatory-like scene dyed by the last drop of blood and tears, and the position where the blood demon was originally standing, a pillar formed by a blood mist led to the cloud top overhead, as if it was dyeing the clouds there a blood-red color.

The pillar of blood mist has formed a variety of shapes, all kinds of characters, mountains and forests, water stones, from the bottom to the top seems to be outlining the life of the blood demon, the evil emperor's body and blood transformation, the spirit destroys the disaster, and destroys the Zhang family...... Until the end, at the top of the Blood Mist Pillar, those blood-red clouds were like the Blood Demon's final twisted and expanded posture.

The blood demon lost to Zhang Haotian, lost to his own self-righteousness, he never thought that Zhang Haotian would be a threat to him, after all, he was just an abandoned person in the family, he only knew that Zhang Haotian couldn't cast spells, but he didn't know why Zhang Haotian couldn't cast spells.

He didn't know that when Zhang Haotian was using runes other than the dragon script, no matter what spell he used, he would not be able to cast the rune that the spell represented, but would stimulate the entire rune.

The spells cast by a complete rune path are by no means comparable to any spell, neither in scale nor durability compared to ordinary spells. Even if it is the killing text, the spell inspired by the whole killing text is a drop of blood and tears that condenses the entire killing text, killing and dying tears.

The demon spirit that has been in the last tears will be directly exploded, and everything it has experienced in its life will be shown in the state of the blood mist totem pole, straight to the clouds, and a radius of a hundred miles with the blood mist totem as the center will turn into a murderous purgatory, and no life can be conceived again, and the duration of this state will be a thousand years!

Zhang Haotian probably didn't expect that in order to destroy the blood demon, he would turn a piece of land into a spiritual calamity, but this is what has happened, and it cannot be changed. This is the text of killing, and everything is done just to take life.

"Who will save Haotian...... Bone Spirit leaned down and sobbed weakly in a low voice.

"Bone Spirit!" Wang Zhao's voice rang out, and as soon as Bone Spirit heard Wang Zhao's voice, it was as if he heard the voice of hope.

Gu Ling raised his head suddenly, looked in the direction of Wang Zhao, saw that he was running towards them, and immediately shouted to inform him of Zhang Haotian's condition: "Wang Zhao, it's not good! Haotian's right arm is gone. ”

As soon as he heard the words of the bone spirit, Wang Zhao tried his best to speed up his pace, even though he had already run over with all his might.

Wang Zhao rushed over with all his strength, and when he stopped, he also fell directly to the ground, relying on his body to rub the ground to stop himself, and then felt like he got up to take a closer look at Zhang Haotian's condition.

The entire right arm is gone, the flesh and blood at the fracture are blurry and miserable, and the blood can't stop flowing out, and if it continues like this, Zhang Haotian is likely to die of excessive blood loss.

"Can't you do anything? Wang Zhao. The bone hand reached out and shook Wang Zhao's arm.

However, Wang Zhao had never treated this level of wound, and the medicine he was carrying on his body could not treat this kind of wound at all, and he was not a pharmacist, so he didn't know how to deal with this kind of wound at all.

Wang Zhao's hand hung over the broken wound of Zhang Haotian's right arm, and he couldn't stop trembling: "Damn, damn! Is there no way to save Haotian? If I knew more ways to deal with wounds......

Wang Zhao withdrew his hand resentfully, and kept beating his head, eager to empty out his brain, trying to find a way to cure Zhang Haotian, but he had no choice but to watch Zhang Haotian's blood almost soak the ground under their feet.