The remnant of the Blood Demon that had just been shattered by Long Yuntian with spiritual power actually gradually re-condensed with a loud roar from Blood Qianli, and formed an image of the Blood Demon behind Blood Qianli again, but this image was a little less tyrannical and a little more lifeless than the previous Blood Demon Remnant Soul.

Obviously, the Blood Demon Remnant just now was alive and had its own consciousness, although it was not complete, but the current Blood Demon Remnant Soul was dead, just a killing machine without consciousness.

Long Yuntian sneered, a Blood Demon remnant soul with partial consciousness is not his opponent, and now it is an image that only has soul power and no consciousness can threaten himself?

But looking at the bullish look of the blood Qianli just now, it seems that he has something to rely on? Things shouldn't be so simple, Long Yuntian thought secretly.

"Long Yuntian, the next thing is the real Blood Demon Possession!Let's take a good look" Blood Qianli let out a terrible roar, "Possess the body, the real Blood Demon!"

The soul shadow behind him roared to the sky, swept in like lightning, and then quickly fused into the body of the blood Qianli, and bursts of blood light flashed on the body of the blood Qianli, and the bloody qi suddenly rose to the sky, and the blood method on the head was windless and automatic.

The body that was as strong as steel was trembling slightly from the impact of soul power, and Long Yuntian could feel that there was an explosive force in his body.

The powerful soul power and incomparable pain made Xueqianli's face distort for a while, but there was excitement and madness in his eyes.

He needs great strength, and after passing the blood demon possession, Blood Qianli felt that his battle qi had increased by at least fifty percent, and he had a fierce and bloodthirsty impulse on his body.

His momentum is getting stronger and stronger, and soon there is already a mid-stage grandmaster-level in the early stage of the grandmaster-level, and it is still rising.

"Hehe, the momentum is not bad, but I don't know if it is an embroidered pillow in the end, which is useless?" Although Long Yuntian was cautious in his heart, he still teased him.

"Hehe, you'll know soon" Blood Qianli sneered at Long Yuntian: "This is the real Blood Demon Possession, fusing the power of the Blood Demon with your own power, instead of relying on just a soul shadow, okay, let's see my Blood Demon Blow, I won't let you down." ”

The Blood Demon Strike, similar to Long Yuntian's Dragon Cutting Sword, is a full-strength blow that concentrates all the battle qi, and the power is amazing.

Blood Qianli himself is a grandmaster-level master, after fusing the remnant soul of the blood demon, his strength is definitely the best in the middle stage of the grandmaster-level masterLong Yuntian Judging from his momentum, it should be infinitely close to the late grandmaster-level stage, and after casting the full-strength combat skill of the blood demon's strike, the power of this move is definitely comparable to the full-strength attack of the late-stage grandmaster-level master.

The Blood God Halberd was buzzing and trembling, because at this moment, the spirit of the Blood Thousand Strength had all been integrated with the Blood God Halberd, this was a state of excitement for several people, the Blood Thousand Strength was excited, the Blood God Halberd was also excited, the divine soldiers were psychic, and the human halberd was one, and that was it.

The Blood God Halberd slashed down like a groundbreaking battle axe, as if he could split everything that stood in his way!

The battle qi on the blade of the Blood God Halberd was more than three meters long, and the surging energy rippled like a sea, like a tide, surging and shocking people's hearts.

"Broken Mountains and Rivers......

Although Long Yuntian said that he didn't pay attention to the attack of the blood Qianli, but after experiencing the blow of the other party's explosive energy, Long Yuntian still used the anti-heaven combat technique he got from the Xuanyuan Sword to shatter the mountains and rivers, which was his most powerful attack.

The brilliant golden light was like a golden sun, sweeping through all darkness, and the incomparable sword qi broke through the sky and turbulent in all directions.

The Red Flame Sword wrapped in golden light rubbed violently against the air, bringing out a string of comet tails behind the sword shadow, like a popular streak across the sky.

In the boundless night, the images of the mountains and rivers contained in the shadow of the Red Flame Sword are clearer and more real, as if there is really a mountain and river in the shadow of the sword.

The Xuanyuan sword came out of the mountains and rivers, and the Chiyan sword came out of the broken mountains and rivers.

The Red Flame Sword was wrapped in a fierce murderous aura and boundless killing intent, and directly met the Blood God Halberd that was slashing down.

It's hard hit, it's hard hit.

Boom~ In the roar of the sky, Long Yuntian rose into the sky, wrapped in brilliant golden light, standing above the void, like a golden-armored god of war, mighty and extraordinary.

There was a large pit with a diameter of ten meters on the ground, which was bottomless, and occupied one-third the size of the courtyard where Long Yuntian lived, and the aftermath of the explosion spread in all directions, and more than a dozen big trees with the thickness of a bowl mouth were blown by the strong wind and broke their waists, and the ground was in a mess.

Centered on the large crater, the cracks spread like spider webs.

This time, the consequences of the destruction of the two were more than three times greater than the punch that tested each other at the beginning.

"Damn, Dragon Boy, is this guy dead?" Lust Tiger jumped down from the roof, looked at the big pit on the ground, and asked suspiciously.

"Not necessarily......" Long Yuntian shook his head, "After the blood demon possessed him, the strength of ** has reached an incredible level, so I don't have any guarantee whether he can survive such an attack." ”

In the stunned gaze of Long Yuntian and Sehu, in the middle of the big pit, a figure slowly stood up.

At this time, the blood Qianli was as embarrassed as a beggar, the robe on his body had already been torn, and the blood on his head had been blown off half by the explosion, and the other half was curled up, with a blood mark on his face across his cheeks, and blood spraying from his mouth and nose.

Blood Qianli is still alive, but the injuries are very serious, beyond imagination.

"I've already given you a chance, I won't give you a second time" Long Yuntian looked at the staggering blood Qianli and sneered, the Chiyan sword waved and turned into a burst of sword shadows, and the golden sword roared and rushed towards the head of the blood Qianli.

"Hehe, you can't kill me!" "Blood Qianli sneered at Long Yuntian, "I'll be back!"

The blood in the same place was actually three in front of everyone's eyes, and then fled in three different directions.

The three bloody images are the same when touched, and even with Long Yuntian's eyesight, he can't tell which one is real and which one is false? .

Long Yuntian and Sehu rose into the sky, each scattering an afterimage, but what fell to the ground were two shattered scrolls.

"It's a Space Mirror Scroll!"

Sehu looked at the shattered scroll on the ground and scolded: "This is a space scroll worth a thousand gold, this blood thousand is really fucking rich!"

The Space Mirror Scroll is a space-based magic prop, and each scroll can be used to create a realistic image to prepare for escape.

The production of the space mirror scroll is extremely difficult, in addition to the fact that it must be made by a magic saint who is proficient in space magic, the scroll carrier used must also be the fur of the space type of Warcraft, and the level of the Warcraft must be above the eighth-level Warcraft, each of these two conditions is extremely harsh, and the combination of the two is even more unavoidable, so every space mirror scroll is worth a thousand gold, and now it seems that this blood is really bloody.

However, even so, Long Yuntian couldn't tolerate him escaping, since he had already said that he would leave a thousand blood behind, he definitely couldn't give up because of a spatial scroll.

Although it took a while for Long Yuntian and Sehu to each kill an image, this time was only a few breaths, and at this time, the body of the blood thousand was only a few tens of meters away.

Long Yuntian rose into the sky, stepped on the Beidou and launched it with all his might, turning into a golden light and killing towards the blood.

Long Yuntian was confident that he would kill the seriously injured blood Qianli here with a single sword.

The two spatial mirror scrolls want to escape, don't you look down on yourself too much, if it is the spatial teleportation scroll, Long Yuntian may really have nothing to say.

It's just clear that there are people who don't want to die of a thousand blood.

When Long Yuntian's sword was about to cut off his head, three fingers, plus a sword ray, rushed towards his own sword.

The four blades exploded in the air like a salute flower, and the battle qi and spiritual power scattered.

"He has just consumed most of his spiritual power, and it is very likely that he will lose both sides in a battle with Blood Qianli, so take this opportunity to kill him, otherwise we have no hope in this chaotic battle!" The purple-robed young man in the crowd looked at Long Yuntian and said resentfully.

With that, the purple-clothed young man rose into the sky, wrapped in purple battle qi, and waved his sword to take the lead in killing Long Yuntian.

Someone took the lead, and the others were naturally not far behind, and suddenly more than a dozen figures followed him towards Long Yuntian.

The reason why so many people shot at Long Yuntian was because someone took the lead, and on the other hand, the reason put forward by this person was very tempting, even if Long Yuntian was strong, he would definitely have to pay some kind of price after defeating Blood Qianli, everyone who was strong just now had witnessed it with their own eyes, and this kind of attack of strength was not far from the realm of the Martial Saint, they didn't believe that Long Yuntian would retreat with his whole body.

Taking a step back, even if Long Yuntian didn't lose both, but after casting the shattered mountains and rivers, the battle qi was greatly consumed, and everyone felt that a grandmaster-level powerhouse with little battle qi left was not invincible.

Not to mention a grandmaster, even if the Martial Saint has no fighting spirit, it is a waste of firewood.

It's just that they are not Long Yuntian, nor are they bloody, otherwise, they should know that even if Long Yuntian doesn't use spiritual power, just relying on the strength of the flesh shell is enough to completely wipe them out!

The first person to fight Long Yuntian was the young man in the purple robe, this person was holding a soft sword, the angle of the sword was extremely tricky, and once the battle qi was run, the soft sword could strengthen the steel. And with a purple battle qi, in terms of strength, it should be between the innate peak and the grandmaster level, such a person should not be weaker than the cold and secluded of the Youming Dao.

However, what made Long Yuntian feel strange was that this person's hatred for himself was definitely not just because his strength was stronger than that of ordinary chaotic war participants, it seemed that he had some deep hatred and hatred between himself and him.

And this kind of hatred is a bit similar to the feeling of killing a father and taking his wife.

"Damn, I've never seen this person, why does this person look at him and want to cramp and skin himself?" Long Yuntian muttered in his heart.

Purple clothes, purple battle qi, innate peak strength, such a person would definitely not forget it if he saw it himself, how could he not be impressed at all?

Wait, purple?It seems that the battle qi of the last Supreme City in the Six Holy Lands is purple, this point Long Ruoqing seems to have mentioned, and because purple is a symbol of honor in the Divine Continent, the heirs of the Supreme City often like to wear purple robes.

Could it be that this person is Yue Teng of the Supreme City? But even the Supreme City doesn't need to hate himself like this?

"Are you Yue Teng?" Long Yuntian asked as he slashed the opponent's soft sword with the Chiyan Sword and looked into the opponent's eyes.

"Hehe, that's right, I'm Yue Teng of Supreme City" Yue Teng looked at Long Yuntian, a touch of resentment flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled and slapped Long Yuntian's head fiercely, at such a distance, Yue Teng felt that he could completely smash Long Yuntian's head that had exhausted his spiritual power with one palm, but as a result, he was blocked by Long Yuntian's palm.

After Yue Teng slapped Long Yuntian in the face, a burst of astonishment flashed in the corner of his eyes.

He guessed correctly, Long Yuntian did consume a lot of spiritual power after a hard battle with Blood Qianli, even if the recovery speed of his spiritual power was more than ten times that of ordinary people, but the spiritual power consumed by the Chiyan Nine Strikes and Broken Mountains and Rivers was too much, and so far, his spiritual power was still about one-third.

It's just that palm just now, Long Yuntian didn't use his spiritual power at all, just relying on the strength of the flesh shell, he fought with Yue Teng for half a catty.

How is this possible? Yue Teng was horrified in his heart, this is the strength of a human body, this is simply the body of a demonic beast, and it is at least an eighth-level demonic beast.

"Everyone work hard, this person's battle spirit is already less than one-tenth, we will definitely be able to kill him" Yue Teng quickly suppressed the consternation in his heart, and then bewitched the crowd.

That being said, after he fought with Long Yuntian, he retreated like lightning and stayed away from Long Yuntian's evil star.

More than a dozen innate powerhouses who were bewitched by his words rushed towards Long Yuntian one after another.

The color tiger roared, turned into a half-tiger and half-human, shook its elytra, and rose to the sky, tearing the two fastest innate with sharp tiger claws at once, and then the colorful tiger tail also smoked an unlucky egg miserably.

However, there were still five innate powerhouses who bypassed the sniping of the color tiger and rushed towards Long Yuntian.

The people had not yet arrived, but the fingers and swords had already drowned towards Long Yuntian.

Now in their eyes, Long Yuntian is an empty shell, with only one-tenth of his battle qi left, is such a grandmaster-level master still called a grandmaster-level master? Can he deal with an innate junior powerhouse?

It was as if they had seen the flowers and applause they had received after killing Long Yuntian.

Long Yuntian's reaction also proved their guess, because in the face of the sharp fingers and the brilliant sword, Long Yuntian stood there as if he was stupid, neither dodging nor using battle qi to defend, as if he was being killed.

They felt that the guy in purple just now had misjudged, what kind of battle spirit was left? It is estimated that it would be good to have one percent left.

The five innate powerhouses rushed over after the finger and the sword, and it was only that something happened that made them desperate and shocked.

Whether it was a finger that was enough to pierce through the gold and stones, or an incomparably sharp sword, it seemed that it had no effect when it was cut into Long Yuntian's body, just hearing a sonorous sound and seeing bursts of sparks flying.

Four or five fingers plus two or three sword rays, but Long Yuntian was actually unharmed! The only effect was to cut the robe on Long Yuntian's body into small openings.

The five innate powerhouses suddenly felt that things seemed to be a bit big, and the one in front of them was a grandmaster-level human being, was it simply an eighth-level demonic beast, so in an instant, they decided to retreat, but before they could retreat, Long Yuntian's punch had already come.

One punch, just one punch shattered the head of a mid-innate master, and then Long Yuntian flew up with two feet and slammed them into the chests of the other two people.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the chests of the two of them quickly sunken in, and then the eyeballs spurted out directly from the eye sockets.

The sharply compressed chest cavity erupted the air flow in the body through the eye sockets, and the hearts and lungs of the two were kicked by Long Yuntian.

The remaining two innate powerhouses first glanced at the first benevolent brother in fear, his head was smashed by Long Yuntian like a watermelon, then looked at the miserable appearance of the two benevolent brothers behind, and finally looked at Long Yuntian who was standing there like a demon god.

Long Yuntian just stood there and didn't say anything, just looked at the two people in front of him with a cold smile.

Long Yuntian's momentum standing there was unsurpassable like a thousand troops, and the corners of Long Yuntian's mouth were slightly upturned with a playful smile.

In the end, the two glanced at each other, and in each other's desperate gaze, they slapped their palms directly on their heads, ending their lives.

Suicide! The two of them chose to kill themselves to end their lives in extreme despair! They were really frightened by Long Yuntian's coldness and cruelty, and if they committed suicide, they would still be able to die a decent death.

When the five innate powerhouses each ended their own lives, the color tiger had already taken care of the remaining six people.

Eighth-level demonic beasts are generally more difficult than human grandmasters of the same level, and the color tiger is also a famous tiger, and he is extremely talented, so the fate of the six innate has long been doomed.

The fate of those six guys is very tragic, because whether they die under the claws of the color tiger, or under the elytra, or under the tiger's tail, it is impossible to leave a whole corpse, and the fate of being divided into two is almost absolute, of course, compared with the three brothers who died in the hands of Long Yuntian, they should be considered very happy.

When Long Yuntian and Sehu cleaned up these guys who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, whether it was Xue Qianli or Yue Teng, they had already fled and disappeared.

(To be continued)