Different from the elation on the other side, the Infancy Cultivators of the Witch Moon Sect had heavy faces, and they all looked at the Witch Moon God and the Blood Demon Ancestor.

After a battle between Wu Yueshen and Sunset, he was standing in the air hundreds of feet apart at this moment, he glanced at the Blood Demon Ancestor with an indifferent face, and did not speak.

"Attack!" The Blood Demon Ancestor waved his hand and let out a low cry in his mouth.

The Yuan Infant Period of the Wuyue Sect was slightly fixed in his heart, and he came forward one after another.

After a short confrontation, the Witch Moon God and the Shadow of the Setting Shadow also used their own soul cultivation methods again, and they fought together.

All of a sudden, all kinds of lights collided fiercely in the sky, and the sky was shaken, rumbling loudly.

Yuan Ming didn't make a move, and quietly looked at the impermeable black magic array at the top of Chaotian Peak again.

When Hecha broke through the Mountain Protection Demon Formation before, Ulu should have followed his instructions and sneaked into Changchun Temple one step earlier, I wonder if he entered the peak of Chaotian Peak?

He quickly withdrew his gaze, collected his thoughts, and turned his gaze to the battlefield again.

In the current situation, the battle of monks below the Yuan Infant Stage is not the focus, the important thing is the competition above the Yuan Infant Stage.

The tricky Yuan Infant Monks on the side of the Wuyue Sect include Xizheng, Ni Mu, Luo Yongqi, and a giant man who is nine feet tall and shaped like an iron tower.

Before the second confrontation, Yuan Ming had a detailed understanding of the powerful figures in the Wuyue Sect, and knew that this iron tower giant was none other than Xiang Bai, the sect leader of the Overlord Sect of the Western Regions, and he was at the peak of his comprehension body.

The Cloud Desolation Alliance has also done its homework for this war, and has already arranged countermeasures for these ruthless characters of the Wuyue Sect.

Tianjizi stopped Ni Mu, Wan Tianren was the same as the previous Zhao State War, dealing with Xizheng, Luo Zhu was in charge of Luo Yongqi's opponent as for Xiang Bai, naturally it was Hecha.

These people have fought many times, and they already know each other well, although the fight is fierce, they can't tell the winner for a while, and they can't be distracted.

As for the other Yuanying Cultivators, the Cloud Desolation Alliance had the advantage in numbers and quickly gained the upper hand.

Hey, there are still people who are not involved in the battle! Yuan Ming's gaze fell, and his gaze fell on Xueli not far away, making sure that he had never seen this person.

Blood Li was still drinking to himself, his eyes looking at the sky in the distance, and he didn't seem to see the disadvantage that the Wuyue Sect was in.

A trace of surprise flashed in Yuan Ming's eyes, and he used his divine sense to probe the past, but as soon as he touched his bloody body, he was sucked away by a force.

This is! His expression froze.

At that moment just now, there seemed to be a huge mouth phantom flashing on Xueli's body, and the hairs on his back faintly stood upside down.

Yuan Daoyou be careful, this person is by no means simple. A voice appeared in Yuan Mingzhihai.

Ulu? You didn't make it to the summit of Chaotian Peak? Yuan Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he replied.

Alas, the black magic array retracted too quickly, and I couldn't catch up. Uru said apologetically.

It doesn't matter, as long as we kill the Wuyue Sect and the Blood Demon Ancestor, the black demon array will naturally collapse. By the way, you just said that this blood-haired man is not simple, but what did you find? Yuan Ming asked.

I just relied on the Heavenly Stone Fu to get close to this person, and the other party had extremely pure demonic qi fluctuations, which was not at all something that a person like you and me who was contaminated with demonic qi could achieve, not like a person from the Cloud Desolate Continent. Urudao.

It's not a monk from the Cloud Desolate Continent, is it from the Demon Realm? Yuan Ming said.

Quite possibly. Uru's tone was solemn.

If it is really from the demon world, this person's strength is probably not trivial. Yuan Ming said slowly.

With him and Sunset, when they can deal with the two great combat powers of the Witch Moon God and the Blood Demon Ancestor, now that there is this blood-haired man with a solid demonic spirit, the situation is a little bad.

Brother Yuan doesn't have to worry, the Blood Demon Ancestor will leave it to me. Uru said.

Are you sure about dealing with the Blood Demon Ancestor? This person's cultivation has already reached the middle stage of returning to the void. Yuan Ming said.

My current situation was caused by the Blood Demon Ancestor, no matter whether I am sure or not, I will not hesitate to kill this person even if I die together, otherwise it will be difficult for the Dao Heart to calm down. Uru's tone was resolute.

Okay, since you insist, then the Blood Demon Ancestor will hand it over

You've got it. Yuan Ming saw that the Ulu dialect had come to this point, and he didn't say anything more.

Just when Yuan Ming and Ulu were communicating, the Blood Demon Ancestor also flashed to the side of Blood Li, who was still drinking, and said respectfully: Lord Blood Li, the enemy is powerful, and I am afraid that we are not opponents, so I can only ask you to make a move.

This Cloud Desolate Continent is just a remote corner of the Izumo Realm, and even the monks here can't subdue it, how can I assist my demon clan to conquer the entire Izumo Realm in the future, it's really a waste of a Blood Soul Demon Crystal of the Demon Lord. Xueli put down the wine jar and said with a displeased face.

The subordinates are ashamed, the power of the magic power contained in the Blood Soul Demon Crystal is too strong, and they can't grasp it with their current cultivation. Blood Demon Ancestor bowed his head and said.

Well, I'll just move my muscles and bones as an activity. However, I am only responsible for Yuan Ming and the Yanwu woman, and you are responsible for the rest of the Yuan Infant Miscellaneous Soldiers. Bloody pouted and said.

Thank you, Lord Bloody. The Blood Demon Ancestor was overjoyed.

Xueli waved his hand, and the next moment, his figure swept out like electricity, and teleported in front of Yuan Ming like a ghost, and there was already a blood-colored mace more than one person tall in his hand, which was covered with hideous spikes, and sent out amazing fluctuations of demonic energy.

With a bang, blood-colored flames several feet high rose from the mace, striking down towards Yuan Ming's head violently.

A huge force struck, and the air within a radius of dozens of feet rippled visible to the naked eye, making an ugly squeak, as if it was about to be crushed.

All of this is a long story, but from the time when the blood force finished speaking, to the time when he appeared in front of the Ming and launched a swift attack, it was not even half a breath.

Yuan Ming had already secretly paid attention to his efforts, and he did not panic at all, and punched upward.

Gasp for breath and sound in the air!

A huge elephant-legged phantom shot out again, much more condensed than the previous leg, and met the blood-colored mace.

The two peerless forces collided violently, forming a blood-colored hurricane that rushed straight into the sky, rumbling and sweeping in all directions.

The violent air explosion and spiritual pressure caused the nearby opponents to temporarily stop and flee into the distance, not daring to let the bloody hurricane get close.

After the blow, Yuan Ming and Xueli's bodies were shocked, and they each took a few steps back before standing firm.

Demonic energy! There is also this style of body cultivation supernatural powers, you are cultivating the exercises of my demon clan? Xueli's face was not shocked, but quite excited.

Yuan Ming didn't speak, the blood light on his body skyrocketed, and a blood-colored giant elephant was formed behind him, and the thick elephant's trunk was drawn towards the blood.

Secret technique, the magic elephant twists the sky!

A figure appeared in mid-air, it was the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The Blood Soul Demon Crystal in the center of his eyebrows buzzed loudly, and a blood-colored thunderbolt shot out from it, slashing straight towards Yuan Ming's head.

Yuan Ming frowned slightly, and the blood-colored elephant trunk turned in the direction of the blood-colored thunderbolt.

At this moment, a blood-colored whirlwind more than ten feet high appeared above Zhi Ming's head out of thin air, colliding with the blood-colored thunder and lightning.

There was a muffled pop, and the thunder and lightning whirlwind disappeared invisibly.

The blood-colored whirlwind void fluctuated, and Uru's figure emerged.

It's you! The Blood Demon Ancestor's face changed.

Blood Demon Ancestor, it's been a long time. Uru's eyes were like ice.

Yuan Ming's eyes lit up, it had only been a few days, Ulu's strength had improved a lot, and he was able to catch the attack of the Blood Demon Ancestor, no wonder he was confident that he could deal with the Blood Demon Ancestor.

Whoever got you involved, get out of here! With a wave of his sleeves, a stream of blood light slammed into the Blood Demon Ancestor, knocking him out.

Yuan Ming and Ulu were also affected, Ulu's whole person was knocked away, and the power of the blood gang around Yuan Ming's body trembled slightly and recovered as before, raising his eyes to look at the blood force.

At the same time, the Witch Moon God and the Shadow of the Evening have been fighting for several rounds through soul cultivation methods, and they are evenly matched.

But seeing that Sunset Shadow was a little eyebrow with one hand, and there were words in his mouth, several three-legged golden crows flew out from the center of his eyebrows, spreading their wings around his body and singing for a long time.

I see, you were the one who shot in Feather City in the first place. Suddenly, the Witch Moon God had a glint in his eyes, trying to see through the disguise of the Shadow of the Evening and get a glimpse of his true face.

However, Sunset Shadow transforms her face with soul power, so she is naturally not ready to expose it at this time.

As the master of the Witch Moon Sect, the Witch Moon God has mastered the birth dates of all the high-level members of the Sect, and as the daughter of the Witch Moon Sect, the Shadow of the Shadow is naturally no exception, once recognized by the Witch Moon God, she will inevitably be attacked by the murderous curse.

Therefore, Sunset Shadow immediately raised his hand at this time, and the golden crows around him flapped their wings in unison, and the temperature around them suddenly increased, and countless golden flames the size of millstones surged from between the golden crow's wings, whistling and pounced on the Witch Moon God.

The brilliant gold color infected half of the sky, and the dazzling light even caused the other people who were fighting nearby to squint slightly, and cast a little attention here.

The Witch Moon God looked at the sunset shadow as if he was not affected by the golden light, countless crimson demonic flames emerged from his body, and the extremely cold yin wind swept out from behind him, enveloping the demonic flames, and collided with the golden flames head-on.

In an instant, an explosion like thunder in the Nine Heavens resounded through the heavens and the earth, and two flames containing completely different powers collided violently in the air, as if a 10,000-foot high wall had been erected between the heavens and the earth, with a golden divine realm on one side and a demonic realm with blood flames burning wildly on the other.

Under the cover of the blood flames, a pitch-black demon took shape, opened its large mouth full of fangs, and let out a terrifying roar towards the golden crow fire on the other side of the high wall.

The invisible sound wave instantly pierced the defense line of the Golden Crow Fire, sweeping out a clean airspace, and the blood-colored demonic flames took the opportunity to surge, and the pitch-black demon followed forward, like a never-ending wave, pressing towards the sunset.

The sound went out. Sunset Shadow opened her mouth slightly, and spat out a sentence containing soul power.

At the same time, the shape-shifting golden crow beside her also stepped forward along with the golden flame, and the golden beak swelled, spitting out more essence fire, and tangled with the evil spirit.

Under the control of the power of the witch, all the evil spirits were like ducks and geese stuck in their necks at this time, unable to make any sound at all, and could only mingle in the demonic flames with their teeth and claws, avoiding the invasion and burning of the golden crow fire.