"Pong"

This is a real killer move, not a false one. Ignited by the natal flame spewed out by the 'Hell Flame Lion' in time, it was like a fiery snake burning in the air, emitting a foul stench, and it burned into nothingness after a while.

"Hey, hey"

A cold laugh rang out of the 'Hellfire Lion's ears, and several dark shadows flashed out of the corners of his eyes. Knives, palms, swords, spears...... Attacks formed by various holy powers surrounded its body, and fell on vital points.

"It's a little interesting, this white-faced old boy must have used some kind of secret method to forcibly improve his strength, especially the kind of exercise he cultivated, and now he uses it, it has a lot of pressure on me; And his body seems to be quite good, like a good high-level combat skill. But, hehe, I just don't know how long your secret method can support you? ”

After the strength of the Blood Saint soared, the 'Hell Flame Lion' felt that his current attacks had suppressed him, and his peak strength could only be exerted to eighty percent.

The Blood Saint's secret method and his ghostly footwork skills have greatly improved his strength, although it is still quite different from the 'Hell Flame Lion', but he is still extremely brave, and his attacks are more than few.

"Bang ......"

The battle between the two saints became more and more violent, and the attacks of the blood saints, because of the operation of the exercises, were even more ferocious, as if the spiritual wisdom was obscured, and some of the attacks even directly collided with the 'Hell Flame Lion', and the splashing storm of holy power swept in all directions, and the people and beasts watching the battle around them, including the 'Bloody Horn Fire Beaver' and the 'Dark Wolf', were forced to retreat.

"Boy, take a closer look. Although you can't see this level of battle clearly for a while with your current cultivation, you can understand how much or how much, which will be of great help to your future cultivation. ”

While protecting Yang Ning and them from the impact of the Holy Force, the 'Dark Wolf' also sent a voice to remind him and the 'Golden Weasel to pay attention to the use of the two saints' combat techniques and techniques, if they could comprehend a half-point from them, it would be of great benefit to their future cultivation.

Hearing the transmission of the 'Dark Wolf', Yang Ning and the 'Golden Weasel Devourer' desperately opened their eyes wide, trying to watch the fierce battle between the two saints intently. Of course, whether you can see a half-point and understand something, only God knows.

The speed of the battle between the two saints was as fast as lightning, and the only ones who could really see the situation of their battle were the two holy beasts of 'Bloodhorn Fire Beaver' and 'Dark Wolf'.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the battle was fast for two hours. The Blood Saint's momentum gradually began to weaken, his pale face turned a little red, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with traces of blood. The speed has also become a little sluggish, losing the madness at the beginning, and even the holy power of the attack has been scattered. It seems that the time for the end of the secret spell is almost up.

On the other hand, the 'Hell Flame Lion', although the same holy power was consumed, it was getting weaker and weaker by the Blood Saint Technique, and its attack gradually turned stronger, forcing the Blood Saint to switch from attack to defense, and had to take over most of the 'Hell Flame Lion''s offensive.

"Bang"

If you keep it for a long time, you will make a mistake. Half an hour later, the momentum of the Blood Saint fell to the bottom, and he just blocked the 'Hell Flame Lion''s heart-piercing claws, but he couldn't hold back the lion's tail's waist whip. The lion's tail, which was like a steel pillar, slammed into his waist like a holy weapon, and the whole person of the Blood Saint was suddenly blown away, sticking to the rock wall before sliding down, and the ribs were smashed twice.

"Poof"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of the Blood Saint's mouth, the blood was red and black and had a strong corrosive effect, spraying onto the ground with a 'squeak' corrosive sound, and a trace of hot air came out, and the breath became very sluggish.

"Blood Saint!"

"How are you, Lord Blood Saint?"

A group of Blood Saint's subordinates, the moment he was lifted off and fell to the ground, rushed over in a panic, and gathered around the Blood Saint in a panic and nervousness.

"Hehe, Blood Saint, it's time to cast the secret method. Can't bear it? What else is there to say now? ”

The 'Hell Flame Lion' looked coldly at the Blood Saint at the foot of the rock wall, and his voice was cold.

The twelve black-clothed men under the Blood Saint saw that the most powerful leader on their side was now beaten and spat blood, and leaned against the rock wall in a dead face, and in an instant, their faces were dead: defeated! Finished!

"Hey, lion, that's right, you're strong. But you just think I'm losing like that? ”

The Blood Saint split the corners of his mouth and asked with a smirk at the 'Hell Flame Lion'? There were still blood stains hanging from the corners of his cracked mouth, and his expression was cold and hideous, which made people scary to look at.

"Hmph, Blood Saint, do you think you still have the ability to resist in your current state? As a Sage, I will let you die with dignity and retain the dignity of your Sage. ”

Take advantage of the victory to chase and beat the water dogs. Of course, the 'Hellfire Lion' will not let go of such a good opportunity.

As a holy beast, the 'Hell Flame Lion' would not care whether anyone's cultivation was bright or evil, but if he provoked a holy powerhouse, especially a lone powerhouse like the Blood Saint, who was ruthless and vicious, unscrupulous, and had no other concerns, he would either be beaten until he surrendered forever, or he would be killed directly, and he would never be allowed to escape alive.

Otherwise, it is tantamount to leaving endless troubles. A strong person of this level, when they hide in the shadows and wait for an opportunity to retaliate, it is really impossible to prevent it, and it is impossible to prevent it all the time.

"Quack...... Since my Blood Saint cultivation, I have never surrendered to anyone, and those who dared to ask me to surrender, in the end, they were all drained by me and became nutrients on my cultivation path. Quack, lion, it won't be long before you'll be one of them! Quack ......"

In the face of the approaching 'Hell Flame Lion', the Blood Saint did not show the panic it deserved, but at this time, it showed a mad grin.

As he spoke, a layer of black mist spread out from the Blood Saint's body, instantly enveloping the twelve black-clothed subordinates beside him.

"Puff puff ......"

Under the black mist cover, the momentum of the sage was pressed down, and the twelve black-clothed Venerables were suddenly like clay statues on the spot, as if they were being squeezed by two irresistible huge forces, their bones were crushed, their muscles were kneaded, their skin was torn apart, and the hot blood in their bodies burst out from all the pores of their bodies.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ......”

An indescribable pain spread through every inch of their bodies, and the black-clothed Venerables all screamed in pain.

The blood that erupted from the Venerables' bodies did not fall to the ground, but turned into wisps and poured into the Blood Saint's body. Such a bloody scene made people feel terrifying, but the Blood Saint showed a satisfied smile and enjoyed it.

As blood poured into the Blood Saint's body, his sluggish aura gradually began to grow stronger again, and it became stronger and stronger.

"Ahh Blood Saint! What are you trying to do? ”

"Hey, my lord, I'm your most loyal subordinate, why do you do this to me!?"

"Woo, sir! Please, Lord Blood Saint, let me go! ”

"My lord, please be merciful!!"

"Ahh Blood Saint, you inhuman bastard! I curse you not to die!! ”

The crying father's crying mother's begging for mercy, questioning, and cursing came and went, and he practiced the exercises taught by the Blood Saint, of course he knew what he was doing now: devouring their essence and blood to restore his strength, which was tantamount to exchanging their lives for the recovery of the Blood Saint.

As the blood devoured into his body, a blood-colored bright light burst out in the Blood Saint's eyes, and he didn't pay attention to what they said at all, but instead increased the intensity of the devouring.

The fourth-level Venerable who had cultivated to the lowest level, and if he didn't have a pillar of incense, his whole body essence and blood were devoured, turning into a dry corpse that had lost its moisture, and was slapped into powder by the Blood Saint's palm.

Immediately followed by the three sixth-level Venerables, after the tea, the three of them also turned into a pile of powder. At this time, the Blood Saint had already recovered to the peak of its strength.

Then there were the three seventh-level Venerables, and after the two teas, the three of them did not get rid of the end of being crushed. After devouring these Venerables, the aura of the Blood Saint skyrocketed, and the aura around the stirring was stirring and swirling, and it was about to break through the boundary of the second level.