In the mysterious cave, the blood refining array suddenly appeared.

Countless pieces of dust and stones fell from above, and the stones smashed to the ground, rolling into the pool of blood, splashing blood.

Xie Anbei was puzzled, how could the elders above the mountain be indifferent when there was such a movement?

At this time, Mo Qingyu lay quietly on the ground, showing no sign of waking up.

The ground shook and was collapsing, and countless souls in the pool of blood struggled to leap up.

They grow into large maws and roar to jump into pools of blood, but every time they jump, they are slapped into the pool by larger waves of blood.

Xie An hurriedly leaned over to protect Mo Qingyu and carried it on his back.

He flew away, and the ground had fallen into a pool of blood.

The thick bloody aura rushed to his face, pressing Xie An unable to breathe.

Mo Qingyu lay on Xie An's shoulder, and she also felt the oppression of the blood pool.

For a while, wrinkles crept up between Mo Qingyu's eyebrows, and tiny droplets of blood were constantly oozing from Mo Qingyu's cheeks.

"Boom! How's it going, Xie An? Can't bear this woman? ”

"Return the old man's jade crystal body!"

The Bone King's voice was indignant, and its figure floated above the pool of blood.

The bloody wind mixed with the blood water gradually condensed into a whirlpool.

The whirlpool spirals upward, like a dragon sucking seawater.

A pillar of blood bulged high, enveloping the White Bone King.

"It's a pity, it's a pity! With just two women, I can reshape my body and become a blood god! ”

Xie An's brows furrowed, and he quickly retreated to the side of the mountain wall.

If the pool of blood expands again, there is no way for him to retreat.

At the moment, the exit is still far away.

Xie An looked around and saw that there were still earth and stones floating on the blood pool.

He made up his mind to take a sip of the spirit, and kicked his feet on the spot.

Xie An jumped high and came to the floating soil in the center of the blood pool.

Gravel continued to fall in the air, and Xie An desperately tried to stabilize his figure.

He watched six ways, kept dodging, jumping.

In his ears, the voice of the Bone King became thicker and thicker.

"Xie An, I think back to a couple a few years ago."

"Hahaha, it's a pity that a man broke a woman's hamstring in order to survive."

Xie An kept jumping sideways with Mo Qingyu on his back, he knew that the White Bone King must be completing some kind of ritual and couldn't make a move for the time being.

It was now going to stall for time and interfere with Xie An's judgment.

"Engong be careful, the little girl seems to know the identity of the White Bone King."

Red Lotus's stunned voice sounded, but Xie An had no time to look away.

He just wanted to leave this pool of blood as soon as possible and inform the elders to punish the evil spirit.

If the White Bone King ceremony is completed, it is not difficult to imagine the fate of him and Mo Qingyu.

"This person is really a Red Dragon Daoist, and he worships the leader of the Blood God Sect. It is recorded in "Liuyun Zhi" that in previous years, the way of heaven changed, and people in the world could not fly to the upper realm. There are crooked sects and heresies everywhere, and the Blood God Cult is one of them. ”

"That year, the first head of Liuyunzi thought of the suffering of the world, and came to Liuyun Peak with a sword. He saw that the Blood God Sect cultivated the Blood Refining Great Array for the Blood God, using the woman as the guide to refine the flesh and achieve the body of the Blood God. ”

"The head of Liuyunzi single-handedly entered the Blood God Cult, killed for three days and three nights, and finally eradicated the Blood God Sect. However, "Liuyun Zhi" records that the Red Dragon Daoist Yuan Ying fled, but I am afraid that it is ......"

"Eun Gong be careful!"

Before she finished speaking, Honglian flew out of her body with a scream.

She was hit by a powerful aura, and her figure was a little more transparent at the moment.

"It's you slut!"

The voice of the Red Dragon Dao was like a bell, shaking the red lotus's body unstable, and she almost wanted to disappear.

"Come back soon!"

Xie An turned his head and saw a phantom, the phantom was wearing a blood robe, and he was stepping into the air, chasing closely behind Xie An.

The red lotus flew into the stick in response, and there was no more sound.

The passage was narrow, and the Red Dragon Dao people had just recovered their physical bodies, and they had not yet fully adapted to it.

The sound of impact kept coming from behind Xie An, and when he looked back, he saw that the Red Dragon Dao people were extremely fast, crashing into the mountain wall several times.

The mountain wall was left with a staggering cloud of blood.

There was a narrow passage ahead, and in my memory, the two of them could not pass quickly.

Xie An twisted his body violently, facing the Red Dragon Dao man directly, and slammed into it.

With Mo Qingyu behind, he desperately recalled the details of the passage in his mind, and the two of them rubbed against the stone wall and slowly retreated.

"Damn, the waist card can't be communicated!"

Xie An'an turned his head sideways, and took out a pill of Qi Replenishing Pill and swallowed it in his mouth.

Even if he died, he had to die in front of Mo Qingyu.

The next moment, the Red Dragon Daoist chased after the narrow straight road, and he suddenly laughed, terrifying.

Only then did Xie An see the appearance of the Red Dragon Daoist clearly, he was wearing a red and gold robe, and a demonic blood lotus on his chest was eye-catching and abnormal.

The Red Dragon Daoist did not recover all his flesh, his face was rotten flesh and bones, his skin was like a rotten color, and blood was faintly dripping.

"Xie An, do you know why those elders haven't found out yet."

The Red Dragon Dao man's teeth were gray, and he bit up and down but made a deep voice: "This cave is originally a cave house, and it is a place for the old man to refine blood and retreat. At this time, in the eyes of those little clouds, it was just a speck of dust. ”

Rumble!

A bloody palm print flew out in response and came straight towards Xie An.

Xie An didn't dare to be careless, he clenched the long stick tightly, and his eyes were fixed on the bloody palm.

Five spiritual rivers churned in his body, and the old man's astonishing sword kept reproducing in his mind.

His heart suddenly burst with strength, as if it was about to erupt.

He clenched the long stick with both hands, and as Xie An roared hard, the long stick let out a low sound.

Immediately after, the long stick turned into a phantom, and the phantom stabbed into the bloody palm.

The bloody palm shattered, but the stick shadow stabbed forward again.

The Red Dragon Daoist didn't dare to hold it up, he came out again with a palm, and the palm wind turned into a skull and swallowed the stick qi.

At this time, Xie An moved back a few feet. As long as you get out of this long and narrow straight road, that end is the birth of heaven.

"Good boy, it's actually a sword cultivator, the old man regrets it a little, he should have taken your body first."

The Red Dragon Dao people hunt in blood robes, and their long white beards stick to the rotten skin, if they are about to leave.

Xie An didn't feel a fight, and retreated bent on retreating.

The Red Dragon Dao man saw Xie An's intentions, and he waved his sleeves to set off a powerful suction.

Xie An felt that his body was like a mountain, and he felt that every step back was like pushing a thousand things.

He hurriedly stood the long stick in front of him and jammed his body, but he saw the Red Dragon Daoist clasping his hands together and his body slammed forward.

The mouth of the blood basin fell to the ground, and clouds of blood mist erupted from the mouth.

The blood mist turned into several dry bones, and they quickly slashed at Xie An with their blades in hand.

At the critical moment, Xie An drank all the wine spirit syrup, and a tide suddenly set off in his body.

Xie An felt unbearable pain in the meridians all over his body, he took a deep breath, his legs pressed against the mountain wall, and stood firmly in the passage.

The aura on both arms flowed, and the long stick stood in the palm of his hand again.

Xie An's mind was heavy, as if he was drunk.

The skull blood mist is coming.

He took the sword with his belt and washed forward!

Rumble!

Boom!

A powerful wave of qi pushed Xie An to the rear.

Xie An felt a tearing pain coming from the sides of his legs, but saw that there were still skeletons to kill.

He had nowhere to borrow his strength in the air, so he had to squeeze his legs against the mountain wall again.

Hurt!

Bloodstained feet!

Xie An tried his best, and the long stick moved forward a little.

The waves of air were rushing, and Xie An was so shocked that he vomited blood from his mouth and flew away.

The last skeleton suddenly surged with blood, and slashed at Xie An with a knife.