Night Dusk Han's whole body tensed, if the person in front of him didn't speak, he didn't even notice him, it seemed that he was a saint of the Three Holy Mountains.

The most terrifying thunder light ever erupted from the sky, and a fire lotus quietly stopped in the cold hair of the night, and even the Li Ling in the heart of the sky did not dare to be distracted.

"Blood Infant Dafa!" A saint's hands were sealed, and the dark aura overflowed, condensing scarlet-eyed babies who babbled towards the cold of the night.

The night twilight cold waved through the sky, the chaotic qi continued to provide, and the huge divine thunder slashed towards the first saint and the blood baby, and the blood baby came into contact with the divine thunder and began to burst the embankment and cry, its sound was like a magic sound, sharp and piercing. Then the blood baby grew a pair of jet-black wings, a pair of small hands, a mouthful of sharp fangs, and a cold light. Yisheng was struck by divine thunder, a little numb, without the slightest damage, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Night Twilight Han is a few more divine thunders slashed out, but it did not bring any harm to the blood baby and the first saint, Night Twilight Han frowned, even the divine thunder of heaven and earth to the sun can't consume these blood babies, what kind of exercise is it?

"Blood Infant Demon Skill, I have seen it from the Library Pavilion, it is a very bloody demon exercise, to practice this method, you must eat the flesh and blood of a baby for five days, and before the baby dies, extract the pure soul of the baby, and immerse it in the blood pool to refine for seven seven forty-nine days." Li Ling once flipped through the library to it.

"The dragon wags its tail!" With one move, the chaotic qi in the Nighttwilight Cold Dantian was squeezed clean, and he hurriedly absorbed the power of the stars from the heart of the firmament.

An ink-colored dragon roared and rushed towards Yisheng and the hundreds of blood babies beside him, and the ink dragon was still covered with a trace of slender divine thunder, among which there were a few silver stars, which were the void thunder that was forcibly incorporated into the body during the blood demon space tribulation. Sure enough, as soon as the Void Thunder touched the Blood Baby, the Blood Baby screamed and exploded.

"Damn, you killed my blood baby!" Yisheng was furious, these nine hundred and ninety-nine blood babies were the nine hundred and ninety-nine blood babies that he had worked hard to refine for nearly a hundred years to gather the blood infant array, and now he lost five in the hands of a little girl who did not come from the wrong way, and Yisheng's eyes were scarlet, and his killing intent was calm.

"You have done a lot of evil, you have killed countless people, damn it!" The night twilight cold was not afraid at all, and some chaotic qi was restored in the dantian, so he used the gun as a sword.

"A sword and water without a trace!"

"A sword of water without a trace? Zong Wuji is you! Seeing that the night was cold, his eyes shook and he asked urgently.

"What do you have to do with it!" The night twilight opened his mouth coldly, and the sky in his hand was like a bamboo, and a huge sword light pierced through the flat land. Yisheng hurriedly dodged, but his feet were suddenly mixed, and a few soft and green blades of grass wrapped his feet, and as soon as he was distracted, Yisheng was swept by the sword light, and blood splattered on his arms.

"Sure enough, it's Zong Wuji's sword move, hahahaha, there is nowhere to find it when you step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it! The old man looked for the tomb of Zong Wuji for so many years, but his descendants sent it to the door by themselves, hahahaha! Yisheng was injured but not annoyed, but laughed wildly.

"A sword storm arises!" Night Twilight Han made another move, and the power of the second sword doubled, and Yisheng had to give up approaching Night Twilight Han and dodge. There are thousands of thoughts in her heart, although this woman has just stepped into the realm of gods and men, but her cultivation can actually kill a product of the realm of gods and men, and the spear in her hand is not ordinary.

"Purple Pole Flame!" A saint slapped out with a palm, and the demon purple flame covered the sky and the sun, enveloping this side of the world.

Night Twilight Han found that this demon purple fire and the flame in the hands of the two saints should be the same kind, but the first saint has been refining blood babies all year round, and the demon purple fire is mixed with a hint of red.

"Hahahaha, the phoenix beside Zong Wuji has long since lost the fire of Nirvana, I want to take out your divine soul and refine it into a blood baby, and be tortured by me day and night!" A saint stared gloomily at the twilight of the night, his eyes were occupied by madness.