With this howl, Li Yunzhong's body also expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye, causing his eyes to bulge and blood to spit out from his mouth.

Fortunately, his body did not swell endlessly, but stopped when it almost doubled, but despite this, the pain he endured did not lessen in the slightest.

Seeing Li Yunzhong's appearance, Fang He also took back the Dao sword hanging around his neck, and used the Dao pupil to investigate carefully, wanting to find the culprit who caused all this.

However, this situation was too weird, so weird that Fang He didn't find anything even with Dao Pupils, and could only watch Li Yunzhong suffer this kind of torture and be powerless.

"Kill... Killed... Kill me! ”

In the midst of the embarrassment, Li Yunzhong seemed to use all his strength to squeeze out these words intermittently from between his teeth, and there was a clear hint of longing in his already bulging eyes.

This kind of inhuman torture is a thousand times or even ten thousand times more painful than killing him directly, and he has never had such thoughts of ending his own life.

But he also knew that the force that had made him look like this would not allow him to end himself at all, and the only purpose of this force now seemed to be to punish him and torture him.

Of course, he knew what this power was and where it came from, but he couldn't say it, because that power was tormenting him and sealing all his abilities at the same time, so that squeezing out those words was the only thing he could do now.

The screams continued to echo, although he didn't have a good feeling for the evil cultivator in his heart, but seeing this kind of torture with his own eyes, Fang He couldn't bear it.

So, he picked up the Dao sword in his hand again, and after determining the direction, he closed his eyes and slashed towards Li Yunzhong's face.

Although he didn't know what kind of force had caused all this, he knew that in order to end this pain once and for all, he had to smash his soul, otherwise, this force would continue to torment even if his body was in a different place.

"Bell~"

However, under Fang He's sword, the imaginary two halves of the corpse did not appear, but a clear metallic sound came, as if this sword was not slashed at Li Yunzhong's body, but on the gold and iron, causing this Dao sword to shatter in an instant, and at the same time, Fang He's wrist was also shaken a little.

However, Li Yunzhong's heart-rending screams stopped.

The sudden change made Fang He have a hint of foreboding in his heart, and when he opened his eyes, where was Li Yunzhong's figure in front of him, there was only an extremely thick blood mist, like an eggshell glowing with bursts of metallic luster, and there was still a shallow sword mark left on this eggshell-shaped blood mist.

In other words, Fang He's sword actually didn't hit Li Yunzhong at all, but slashed at this eggshell-shaped blood mist.

Although Fang He's sword was not full strength, the power contained in it could not be underestimated, but it only left a sword mark on this blood mist, which could be imagined how high its strength was.

Not only that, there seemed to be some kind of magic in this blood mist, which made Fang He feel the blood in his body boiling uncontrollably just by looking at this blood mist.

This feeling was exactly the same as when he fought against Qin Li, who had already occupied his body by the Blood Lord, for the first time, and it also confirmed the guess in Fang He's heart.

Thinking of this, Fang He's eyes suddenly narrowed into a line, and he re-condensed a Dao sword in his hand, and then looked at this blood mist with full vigilance, as long as there was any change in this blood mist, he would launch the strongest blow he could launch now with the power of thunder.

However, Fang He waited for a long time, but this blood mist did not move, and it was still rotating and wriggling in place.

At this moment, Fang He had an illusion, as if this blood mist was devouring and digesting the previous Li Yunzhong!

Therefore, Fang He didn't wait any longer, condensed all the strength of his body on the tip of the Dao Sword, and then stabbed towards the blood mist.

The speed of this sword is not fast, it can even be said to be very slow, but the momentum condensed at the tip of the sword is extremely amazing, and it is even stronger than the final move of the previously improved Soul Shattering Sword Technique, which makes a buzzing sound in the air.

But even so, this sword did not break through the eggshell on the surface of the blood mist, only slightly dented.

In this regard, Fang He didn't plan to die, he simply shook the Dao Sword away, and the reason why he didn't choose to take it back directly was because this layer of eggshell was too tough, and it seemed that it could also rebound the power.

When Fang He shook the Dao Sword away, the depression that had been pierced by the Dao Sword only bounced back in an instant, and the speed was so fast that a deafening explosion suddenly sounded in the air.

"Boom~"

Although Fang He had already dispersed the Dao Sword, after all, he was too close, and he was still shocked back by the force of this rebound. This retreat is about three zhang back.

After stopping his body, he didn't want to test it anymore, this kind of reckless behavior in his opinion that he knew that he had to go to hard steel.

If he had been, he might have chosen to continue to try, but after the last time he was beaten by the so-called 'Blood Master', he had learned to retreat.

As a result, Fang He suddenly had a retreat in his heart, and wanted to retreat to the snake fruit forest where Qing Huan was.

However, before he could get up, the eggshell-shaped blood mist suddenly exploded, and then Fang He saw a blood-colored face that was extremely familiar.

It is the 'Qin Li' that has not been seen for a long time, that is, the Qin Li who has been occupied by the 'Blood Lord'.

However, judging from the current situation, it remains to be considered whether the 'Blood Lord' occupies Qin Li's body, or whether Qin Li himself is the Blood Lord.

At the moment of complete formation, a transcendent momentum surged, and the temperature in the field also dropped a lot, making Fang He suddenly feel a little cold, and the ominous feeling in his heart became stronger and stronger.

But for some reason, after the face appeared, he just glanced at Fang He, who was uneasy, and that kind of gaze was like looking at an ant.

This kind of look made Fang He very uncomfortable, but at this time, he would not have a seizure, this transcendent momentum had obviously surpassed the Divine Tribulation Realm, not to mention that the current spiritual qi cultivation was completely lost, even if the cultivation was all returned, it would be impossible to compete with it, he still had this self-knowledge.

As a result, the atmosphere became deadlocked, Fang He wanted to leave but didn't dare to go, he could only stare motionlessly at this extremely weird blood-colored face, wanting to see what it wanted to do.

But after watching it for a long time, Fang He didn't see the reason, because this human face didn't care about him after glancing at Fang He, but flew up and down in the area where Fang He and Li Yunzhong fought before, and even floated against Fang He's nose several times.

Every time he floated past Fang He's nose, Fang He's heart was in his throat.

Fortunately, this face seemed to be looking for something, and even Fang He felt a little anxious from it.