The blood-colored barrier in the sky gathered all the people and things in the back mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, Jiang Yun and the others, who were shrouded by the sudden appearance of the enchantment, were panicked, not knowing what had happened. Even the people on the Bloodblade side stopped their pursuit and looked at the vision on the top of the mountain with a panicked expression.

At this moment, Jiang Yun and the others saw three figures appear on the top of the mountain.

A middle-aged man, an old man, an old woman.

"My lord! Granny May! ”

Li Xinjiao snorted, and before she had time to be happy, she found that the two people on her side looked different, and the same mechanical sneer appeared on her face.

"That's not right..."

Li Xin was shocked, and before he could finish his words, he felt that his eyes were dark.

At this moment, everyone at the foot of the mountain, whether it was the foundation building realm or the Yuan infant stage, all fell into a coma in an instant.

After one breath, the blood-colored barrier dissipated, and everyone on the entire back mountain disappeared!

At this time, in the White Bird Sword Pavilion on the other half of the mountain, an old man was lingering with the contemporary head of the White Bird Sword Pavilion in the main hall, and he was turned red for a while.

"Wait."

While he was lingering, the old man suddenly stopped and looked in the direction of Cold Rain Villa with a suspicious expression.

The woman frowned and said, "What's the matter, my lord?" ”

The old man frowned, "Why do I vaguely feel a trace of palpitational aura?" ”

Qing Fang, the head of the White Bird Sword Pavilion, wondered, "Why didn't I..." Before he finished speaking, he reacted that the realm of the person in front of him was much higher than his own, and he really couldn't feel what he could feel.

"No, I'll have to take a look."

The old man was a little afraid of the flickering fear just now, and immediately put on his clothes and was about to stay. But the woman was in the midst of joy and could not let him go, and immediately stuck to him like an octopus.

"Eh, why are you so disappointed, just send someone over to take a look."

The old man couldn't resist the woman's lingering, and after hesitating for a moment, he still followed the beauty's advice, "Ruyu." ”

There was a voice at the door.

"The disciple is here."

The old man took out a jade slip, depicted the corresponding coordinates and directions on it, and threw it away, and then flew out of the door. "Go to this location to find out if there is anything unusual, and if so, leave immediately and call me out."

After the Ruyu responded, the footsteps faded away.

After half a pillar of incense, Ruyu's figure appeared in the sky above the Cold Rain Villa, and he vigilantly probed all the movements around him.

When he didn't notice anything unusual after a while, he secretly cursed his master for having a lot of old perverted shit, and continued to fly forward pretending to be serious about exploring.

"This Cold Rain Villa has been abandoned for too long, and it makes people feel chills unconsciously."

When he flew to the area behind the mountain of Cold Rain Villa, his eyes suddenly froze, and at the top of the back mountain, a ghostly figure appeared on the back mountain from a very far distance at a speed that could not be seen by the naked eye at all.

"Who are you?"

At the same time as seeing the figure on the top of the mountain, Ruyu did not rush to report to the master, he believed that the master had a secret means to spy on him, so he had to do his best, and he could not really report to the master in a hurry.

The ghostly figure looked up, and the disdain for Ru Yu could not be hidden in his contemptuous eyes, which made Ru Yu feel angry in his heart, and at the same time, he wanted to use his fist to say the rules to this nobody.

No, the master's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Ruyu, run!"

Ruyu was shocked, the master was really still spying on him, but why did the master let him escape? Before he could figure out what was going on, Ruyu found that his sea of consciousness was attacked, and his soul was invaded by a strange force in an instant.

And then... Others are gone.

Ruyu's body fell quietly to the ground, and although it was not injured, it had no life.

"Please also ask the adults to calm their anger, in the Qing Dynasty Martial Sword Sect Great Elder Cao Yanghe, the discipline of the apprentices is not strict, and the adults collided for a while, please don't blame the adults."

The ghostly figure ignored the sounds around him.

"Do you know what just happened here?" During the inquiry, his divine soul power looked around, and soon swept to the White Bird Sword Pavilion on the other side of the mountain, and the two people who were not halfway dressed in the middle of it.

Cao Yanghe hurriedly cleared up his involvement.

"The junior vaguely sensed that there was a trace of palpitating fluctuations in this direction, so he sent his disciples to investigate, and he didn't know what was going on."

The ghostly figure frowned slightly.

Eventually, the figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

In the courtyard of the head of the White Bird Sword Pavilion, Cao Yanghe, who was neatly dressed, rushed out of the courtyard in a hurry, and arrived at the mountain behind the Cold Rain Villa in a moment.

As far as the eye could see, there was no figure, only the corpse of Ruyu lying quietly on the ground.

The corners of his mouth twitched.

。。。

Somewhere in the most hidden mountains, a new cave has been opened in a very remote corner.

Inside the cave, a blood-colored ball with a diameter of about twenty meters filled all the space in the entire cave.

In this world of blood cells, Yan Xingjue, Li Xin, Jiang Yun and others were scattered in the blood, and around them, there were blood-red liquids all over them, which filled every space inside the blood-colored ball, and made everyone soak in it.

Four different figures stood in the four directions of the blood.

Three of them are Han Gu, Wang Jiale, and Granny Mei who are controlled by it. As for the last figure, it was the body that was originally lying on the mountain blood pool behind the Cold Rain Villa.

The blood-colored figure's body was covered in blood, all the way to the pool of blood beneath its feet.

He silently opened his eyes and looked at the few people lying in the pool of blood.

With his gaze, the surrounding blood first rushed into Yan Xingjue and Li Xin's bodies, and at this time, the Yuan Infant ghost on Yan Xingjue's body with the four little brothers of the Jindan Stage was terrified and wanted to wake up Yan Xingjue, but Yan Xingjue's Yuan Ying seemed to have been forcibly held down and fell asleep, and he never woke up.

The blood-colored figure was ignorant of ghost films, and the blood was still eroding Yan Xingjue and Li Xin.

In desperation, a few ghost shadows hurriedly flew towards a few people on the other side, and they first got into Huo Xiaoyu's body, but Huo Xiaoyu's soul in the sea of consciousness was not only asleep, but also seemed to be seriously injured, and the power of the soul was seriously disordered, and there was even a tendency for the soul to overflow.

The five ghosts were like rootless duckweed wandering in Huo Xiaoyu's sea of knowledge.

At the same time, he watched as the aura and divine soul power in Yan Xingjue's body were all absorbed by the blood, and in the end, Yan Xingjue and Li Xin turned into two empty corpses without thinking.

Yan Xingjue, who had been in the cultivation world for many years, died here.

The two corpses slowly stood up, and they looked at the four Hangu around them with a smile, and the Hangu four also looked at them with a smile.

The five ghosts have seen too many strange things, and they are still frightened in the face of this situation.

The blood-colored figure turned its head to look at them, and just when the five ghosts were panicking and thinking about how to escape, an extremely strong suction force came from Yan Xingjue's body, but there was no trace of Yan Xingjue's own breath in this suction, all of them were the breath of the blood-colored figure with the same root and origin.

In an instant, the five ghosts screamed and were devoured by the blood-colored figure, without the support of Yan Xingjue's strength, the five of them were just ghosts with some divine soul power.

After absorbing the ghosts, the blood-colored figure began to set its eyes on the little ones again.

Blood clinged to their bodies one by one, especially the Jindan stage of the three blood blades, each of which was wrapped in a large amount of blood.

But I don't want to be right here.

The blood that spread into Jiang Yun's soul suddenly screamed, and then he was about to retreat as if he had seen the scorching sun.

Jiang Yun knew that in the sea, although the spirit was asleep, the humanoid abutment suddenly opened his eyes, and the heavenly formation under his feet could not tolerate blood recklessness at all, and the formation pattern turned into an active elf and caught up with the blood in an instant.

Along with a part of the formation pattern into the blood, it merges with the blood.

The retreat of the blood came to an abrupt halt, and all the blood just stopped abruptly, allowing the formation patterns to run around in his body. The blood-colored figure and the surrounding bodies all changed their complexions, and they never imagined that such a change would happen.

In the next second, tens of thousands of formation patterns followed the blood into the mind of the blood-colored figure.

The blood-colored figure's complexion changed suddenly, and he used all his divine soul power to resist, just to stop the attack of the formation. The effect was remarkable, and the formation pattern was successfully blocked by him.

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Yun's sea of consciousness actually ran out of tens of thousands of formations, and wave after wave of formations broke through the blood-colored figure's divine soul defense line like a rushing river and sea, and directly hit his divine soul with a fierce momentum like a wave.

"Ah!!h

As more and more of the formation patterns poured into the blood-colored figure's divine soul, he only felt that his divine soul was restrained by an invisible force.

"What the hell is this!"

Without having time to think about it, he hurriedly shifted his consciousness to several other bodies.

But what followed was the blockade of the formation pattern without dead ends, and almost every body's sea of consciousness was filled with the formation pattern.

These formations, like his blood, began to erode the power of his divine soul and obliterate his consciousness. No matter how the blood-colored figure resisted, it couldn't resist the erosion of the formation.

In the end, after refining the essence of a small ball of light, the formation pattern completely extracted the divine soul of the blood-colored figure.

If Jiang Yun is awake, he must figure out what kind of ghost thing lives in his head.

The tide ebbed and flowed, and the formation pattern retracted into Jiang Yun's sea of consciousness like a receding tide, and returned to the previous appearance of no movement. Only around the abutment, a small floating ball of light seemed to prove its previous strong record.

As the consciousness of the blood-colored figure dissipated, the corpse fell to the ground lightly.

All the corpses eroded by the blood-colored figure fell silently, grinning crookedly on the ground. The blood cells that surrounded them collapsed, and all the blood pools inside were devoid of the traction of aura and divine soul power, and the blood immediately flowed down the ground and in all directions.

The smell of blood spread in all directions.

Fortunately, there are no creatures in a certain area around, and everyone is not in danger for the time being.

In this strange silence, Tuoba Jinghuan's right arm, when Tuoba Jinghuan lost consciousness, was actually silently absorbing the blood on the ground...