The blood knife was furious like thunder, and the blood clouds in the sky gathered and reverberate, and it was not until this moment that the strength of the Elder of the Split Sand was truly brought into play, and the demeanor of the Divine Cultivator shaking the heavens and the earth was fully revealed.

The other monks were not idle, they were already in the best of strength, and although the number of them was smaller than just now, they were less tied because the battlefield had become wider. The colored sand is up again, the momentum is more violent, and the attacks are more accurate. One of the great monks, holding the pagoda in one hand, released a round ball of light with the other, which turned into a formation with the wind, as if even the sky was about to be enveloped.

The two of them were more direct, holding swords in both hands and slashing towards the floating demon, which was a double cultivation of the law body.

Except for the old man, the rest of the people set their main target as the toes of the floating demon, and in order to deal with possible anomalies, all of them wore a three-foot-thick sand shield on their bodies. The previous self-explosion counterattack made everyone estimate the strength of the attack of the floating demon toe, and their cultivation was more advanced, and their protection was more tight, so they should have no scruples.

There is a bloody knife in front of the waist, there is a pagoda to suppress, the surrounding formation restricts its body, goes to its hands and feet, and attacks the body, and in an instant, the offensive is like a waterfall, pouring out.

In the face of such an attack, the Floating Demon response has not changed much, or rather, it has not been unexpected by everyone. The silk whiskers around his waist quickly recovered, and the electric python transformed by ten toes danced wildly like a spirit snake, looking like an octopus monster waving tens of millions of tentacles, and its body spun violently, and the whole "person" turned into a ball.

Burst!

There was no roar of supernatural power collision, only the harmony of thousands of noises gathered in one place, and all the attacks landed almost front and back on the body of the floating demon, and the blood was shining.

The toes were cut off, and the pieces were shattered and quickly grew, and the lightning that was split up shot out like a rain of arrows, and the body of the floating demon shook in the interweaving of blood and electricity, and let out a wild roar.

"Mole ants, lowly nether monks, how dare you"

"Ignore it, kill!" the old man interrupted angrily, swinging his knife and slashing again. The previous slash nearly cut the body of the floating demon orb in half. Somehow. Before he could see the results of the battle, he closed back as before, and apart from the large amount of blood and severed limbs, there was no obvious change to be seen.

This is a typical physical tactic, no matter how you attack, I will resist with my body. The difference is that the blood of the floating demon and the thunder power of the toes are not things that can be touched casually, and while a few magic weapons hurt it, it also suffered a lot of damage itself. It is quite distressing for the old man and others.

It doesn't matter, if you can be injured, you can die, no one expects a wave of attacks to kill this monster that has been spanning thousands of years, and in this situation, the Cracked Sand Group will make steady profits and will be happy to maintain.

The floating demon also fought back, and the ten electric pythons were uncertain. While protecting his body, he can even fight back like a spirit snake spitting out a letter, and he can always knock the monk away every time he moves, and even completely penetrate the colored sand shield. The power is not insignificant, but the threat to several monks is not as great as just now, and the heart is on guard, the important thing is that after having the confidence and time to block their attack, the Splitting Sand Monk has a way to deal with it; after a few back and forth attacks, everyone is more and more accustomed to the lightning attack of the floating demon. The counterattack became more coherent and vicious.

Unconsciously. The fierce battle between the two sides gradually became a stalemate, and several Splitting Sand Monks shuttled back and forth around the floating demon like flying rays. Each attack can always set off a large rain of blood, on the contrary, although the floating demon roars again and again, due to the lack of lethal means, it can be repelled but cannot be killed, and it cannot even be injured, and it will fall steadily.

"The old man wants to see how many legs you can grow and how much blood you can shed!"

The battle situation was in hand, and the old man's resentment in his chest was relieved, and he couldn't help but start shouting. Deep down, however, his shock did not dissipate, nor did he relax his guard at the seemingly smooth battle.

After a moment of attack, the old man knew best how powerful the blood knife was, what level of pressure the opponent had endured, and how many times he had eaten the knife; On the other hand, if you look at the floating demons, the blood alone can fill a pond, and the stumps cut off from the ground are like small mountains, still alive.

I'm a god-transforming monk! This knife went down, although it didn't do its best, there was no problem in splitting half of the hill, it actually ate hard! It dared to eat hard!

"This is the demon beast! This is the floating demon! I don't think it wants to consume it like this, polishing the old mana!"

The more he fought, the more surprised he became, and the old man couldn't help but have mixed thoughts, and then felt angry and funny, secretly thinking that if he kept beating like this, he wouldn't count others, and the old man would always have the ability to cut thousands of eight hundred knives, so he couldn't cut him to death?

Bah! Is that still a human being! Scolding in his heart, the old man felt unlucky, and he couldn't think of any good way for a while, so he could only shoot out a handful of pills and stuff them into his mouth, and then cut them again.

He still couldn't help but be afraid, worried that there was such a perverted creature, and he would use his "immortal body" to drain his mana. This thing really can't be said to be nothing, such as the Luosang tree, if you don't fight back, you can call a god monk to attack, and you can't take it if you are tired to death.

The battle situation is stalemate, and the prince over there is still busy, but fortunately, the two sides are so busy that no one cares about or notices his actions. Three feet on the ground, a six-star array gradually took shape, and the young man's expression became more and more focused, sweat overflowed from his forehead, and his hands were intertwined.

On the other side, a bright light suddenly appeared in the sky, and a series of flying rainbows flew out from the direction of the city, and soon came to the vicinity of the battlefield, all with a frightened look on their faces. These monks were not qualified to participate in the ambush, and naturally they did not get the news from the old man in advance. However, the message of the divine messenger had already been spread, and when he saw this situation at this moment, how could he not understand what was happening.

How powerful the god-level monks are to fight, how powerful the heavenly power is, within tens of thousands of meters around the battlefield, those who have cultivated below the Yuan Infant will not be able to settle down at all, so naturally they will not be able to help or make it bad. After a quick look, the monks who were watching the battle took action one after another, and some of them took out spirit runes and jade disks and the like to prepare for a message, and there were bursts of shouts and reprimands next to them at the same time.

The monks are not stupid, the people of the Split Sand Tribes can see at a glance that this is a siege carefully designed by the elders of the clan, at this critical moment, how can they allow the monks of other tribes in the city to spread the news? There is no need to order at all, under the leadership of a few high-ranking monks who know the inside story, the Split Sand Clan has stopped the actions of all the foreign tribesmen, and even fought together.

It's obviously impossible to keep it hidden, and it's an extravagant hope to hide it all, so just stop one by one, so that the elders can share some of the pressure. Otherwise, when the fighting over there is over, these people will not have a good result.

For this operation. The old man who cracked the sand was both well prepared and inadequate. It was because he judged the whereabouts of the demon a little late, and the old man had the idea of monopolizing the merit in his heart, so he deliberately postponed the news report slightly, so that the reinforcements in the clan had not yet arrived, which led to the current chaos. In his thoughts, it is best if he can win it, but he really can't take it. Delay and lag can always be done, anyway, the formation in the city can be activated at any time, and the big deal is that it will be temporarily summoned at that time, although the clan will not be able to gather too many people because of the haste, but as long as it continues, reinforcements can be endless. There will always be a moment of success.

The power of a clan to deal with a monster, as long as you find it, there is no possibility of failure, the key is only time, and who is the real protector.

All in all, I don't say how the old man planned, and now the situation is a mess and even more chaotic.

Another moment passed. The young man took a deep breath. Biting the tip of his tongue and spurting out a mouthful of essence blood, his right hand quickly changed and played a mysterious magic duel. Fused with the blood mist to enter the starlight formation, the five fingers of his left hand quickly popped out, and each shot a wisp of black qi.

"The five ghosts of the blood medium, appear!"

As he spoke, five small imps of strange shapes and colors appeared out of nothingness, with small bodies and big heads, thick arms and strong legs, and if they were condensed, they would look very cute. What's even more amazing is that these five little ghosts are not as fierce and fierce as ordinary ghosts, and the expressions on their faces are extremely rich, and they change three times at a time, which is quite funny.

Cute appearance does not mean cute feelings, as soon as the five little ghosts appeared, they were attracted by the blood contained in the rune, and they pounced on it to feast, and it looked like their fleshy mouths were eager to stretch out like a trumpet, for fear of missing half a point. In an instant, the essence blood that was integrated into the rune formation was devoured, and the five ghosts turned their heads and glared at the prince, still unsatisfied.

The young man was indignant, a look of pain flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "Something that is not greedy enough!"

Scolding and scolding, he had to meet the requirements of the five ghosts, gritted his teeth and sprayed another mouthful of natal essence blood, condensed without making a sound and shouted at the same time: "Don't do things yet!"

The five ghosts glanced at each other, their expressions showed a little helplessness, and they turned around and threw down a corner of the six-star formation, each waving their chubby arms and grabbing the void, then pressing down and lifting it again. Looking at their appearance, it seemed as if they were about to fish something out of the void, and their expressions were extremely difficult, even revealing a bit of grief and sorrow.

The appearance is a little silly, but the effect is not silly at all, with the movements of the five ghosts, the six-pointed star array is full of light, and a six-prism pillar of light rises to the sky, among which a few figures appear in the shadows, as if they are about to step out of the air.

The mighty sound shook the heavens and the earth, and countless hurricanes around it were set off, with the six-prism pillar as the center, the vortex within a thousand meters turned sharply, and the power of heaven and earth surged towards the formation like crazy, and the figures in it quickly condensed, and their faces could already be seen.

The middle-aged man, the mother-in-law, and a short man who was dressed in black and couldn't see clearly, were about to walk out of the void door.

With such a momentum, even if he couldn't get out of the fierce battle, the old man who cracked the sand couldn't help but notice it, and when he turned around and saw the situation, he suddenly gasped, like falling into an ice cave.

"Five ghosts, Gongzi Yu, you dare to deceive the old man!"

"Why did Brother Split say this, I heard that Daoyou and the Floating Demon were defeated in a fierce battle, so I came to help one or two; ”

It was a middle-aged man who answered, his body was the fastest, and in the blink of an eye, he came out of the void, roared again and again, and rushed straight to the battlefield.

The misty-eyed old woman followed closely behind, and said in a gloomy voice: "Split old ghost, since you have broken the oath of the three clans, don't blame the old man for turning his face; ”

The black-clothed dwarf laughed strangely, as if all the ghosts were crying together, and said: "Jie Ji, the little apprentice has limited magical powers, and it really took a lot of essence and blood to transport us here; ”

Saying this, the dwarf took out a blood-red pill and then flicked it, which accurately fell into the mouth of the young man who was paralyzed on the ground at this time, and after a few words of encouragement, he strode towards the battlefield. He is less than three feet tall, and he can walk fast enough, stepping through 10,000 meters of space in three feet and two steps, a moment earlier than the middle-aged man.

"One step, you have actually practiced" The old man of the cracked sand roared again, his voice already revealing despair.

"Hehe, a little supernatural power, let Brother Split laugh. "Dwarf daxiao, unceremoniously reach out and grab it

(To be continued......)