At this moment, Fang Xing's whole body was running like surging waves, and the momentum shook the heavens and the earth!

This movement was immediately detected by the blood sacrifice party. Fang Xing felt that in the place where the power of the blood sacrifice was the strongest, the Heaven and Earth Qi Machine also stirred, and then an angry shout came.

This angry shout was like an order, and from all over the village, dozens of samurai armed with swords and weapons in their hands poured out.

At the beginning, Fang Xing still used Wang Hu's lurking momentum to cover his figure, and when these people gradually approached, he found that they were all small minions who were not in the climate. Fang Xing came to this realm with his soul, he was the most sensitive to the momentum of the characters, and when he looked at it carefully, he saw that the people who looked like the two leaders at the head were only the cultivators of the Third Heaven of Qi Refining, and among the remaining dozens of people, there were only four or five figures of the Second Heaven of Qi Refining.

Right now, Fang Xing is the cultivation of the second heaven of qi refining, and he has the innate tiger roaring energy in his body, how could he ever be afraid of these characters? Seeing that this miscellaneous fish alone caused such a deep disaster, his heart was even more angry.

- "I am the leader of the three days of the true spirit, and I will take you and wait for the knife today!" ”

Fang Xing no longer used Wang Hu's latent momentum to restrain his breath, and as soon as his mind turned, he urged the fierce tiger's ambush momentum to unfold, and the golden mist flickered, and it rose into the air.

At this time, the blood light that rose to the sky like the lonely smoke of the desert was also attracted by Fang Xinggang's fierce and violent innate energy, turning into a thick pillar of qi, as if a giant dragon was absorbing water, poking down from the clouds. On the mountain of corpses in the village, the thick spirit blood and qi also swayed and floated, going straight to the sky.

This is a manifestation of the spirit and blood of the living sacrifice being sucked away. When Fang Xing saw it, he was even more annoyed. He didn't wait for the dozens of miscellaneous fish to react, and he was covered in golden light, like thunder and lightning, and crashed into the blood * pillar.

"Break this blood sacrifice first, and then clean up and wait!" He said ruthlessly in his heart, and then like a predatory vulture, he hovered high, rushing into the column of qi from time to time, sweeping away a piece of blood. In the golden light and the boiling blood waves, the qi that conducts the power of the blood sacrifice is messy.

But it was said that the two leaders who were the leaders of the dozens of gangsters rushed after shouting angrily. But when he saw that his two most powerful subordinates had become flesh all over the ground, he couldn't help but feel extremely sorry in his heart. When he saw Fang Xing's strange figure of disturbing the blood sacrifice, he was even more angry.

They slaughtered so much that they wanted to sacrifice all these hundreds of people to the Lord. Right now, it was about to come to the most critical juncture, but it was broken in by such a cruel and strange person. Not only was he killed by Lian Killer, but even the major affairs of the Lord were also lost, which was really fatal.

Immediately, one of the two leaders who had reached the stage of Yin Soul Travel couldn't hold it back, and was about to leap into the True Spirit, and the Yin Soul went out of his body to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by another person who stretched out his hand.

Angry but stopped, the impatient man who was seven feet tall, with a round waist, thick legs, and broad shoulders, stared at him and shouted: "Wang Jing, what are you doing?" If the blood sacrifice is broken, will you be able to bear it? ”

The tall and thin man known as Wang Jing had a gloomy face and said in a low voice: "Zhang Fu! The matter of blood sacrifice, it is all for the blood slaughter, you and I are both warriors under my king's account, and we can't sell our strength to that monster who is neither human nor demon. ”

Although he said so, the fierce light in Wang Jing's eyes was no less than half a trace of Zhang Fu. The two Qi Refiners who had entered the refining stage who were blasted into pulp by Fang Xing were both capable generals under his command, and at this moment, he was also in great pain in his heart, when he had lost his arms. But with a deep mind, he thought that his cultivation in the realm of true spirits was really extraordinary, but at the moment, he couldn't see through the mystery under Fang Xing's golden light, and he couldn't help but be jealous.

At this moment, although Fang Xing was only the cultivation of the second Heavenly Enlightenment Refining Period, and in terms of cultivation, he was one day worse than Wang Jing and Zhang Fu, but the methods they practiced were very different. What Fang Xing inherited was the "Innate Tiger Fu True Scripture" from the Eagle Ancestor, which is the top inheritance method in the [Three Grades of the Family], and it is not available to the powerful families of various states.

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, the martial arts were very prosperous, and the famous families from all over the country regarded the inheritance method as the treasure of the family. Several generations of study, unwilling to pass on to outsiders. For the family gate valve, the family martial arts is the foundation and guarantee for them to stand tall and rampant in the world, how can it be easily passed on?

Therefore, what Wang Jing and Zhang Fu practiced was only the most superficial inheritance of the lower three grades. Among them, Wang Jing has served under his lord for a long time, and has been gifted by the lord to obtain a "Red Heart Mingguang Sutra" on the seven products, and his situation is slightly better. The method that Zhang Fu practiced was pitiful, from the seventh grade, "Da Hong Ming Empty Jue". After Zhang Fu's cultivation was worthy of the third heaven, he never made any progress, just because the method he cultivated was too crude and inferior.

Between the three products of the Hanshi and the top inheritance of the three products of the family, there is a difference between heaven and earth!

Fang Xing's seven essential mysteries obtained by the innate opportunity are all infinitely useful. Once it is used, it is amazing. Wang Jing and Zhang Fu were only envious.

After Wang Jing stopped Zhang Fu, he suppressed the hatred on his face again, and was about to speak.

At this time, in the night, it seemed that a big day had risen suddenly, and the sky seemed to be clear for a while. I saw tens of millions of golden mangs flashing violently, sprinkled on the blood-colored qi column, as if they had accidentally dropped water droplets in the oil pot, and they exploded one after another.

It turned out that Fang Xing saw that it was really difficult for him to use the power of the tiger ambush to interfere with the qi machine constructed by the blood sacrifice - those heavy qi machine settings that were used to transmit essence blood and blood qi were torn off by him, and they quickly recovered again under the guidance of a formation in the center of the village.

After such a series of futile, Fang Xing finally couldn't help but use the most simple violent means. He no longer cared about the loss of thousands of miles of transmitting the essence and soul blood qi - another breath of innate tiger roar energy spurted out. The qi between heaven and earth was suddenly chaotic, and Fang Xing was about to borrow strength from the wrong golden tiger talisman again, but he didn't want to, the scattered and flowing blood sacrifice power was as if it was sucked by a long whale, and it surged over from all directions at great speed, and gathered together again. But this time, what they were going to was Fang Xing's soul existence.

At this moment, Fang Xing not only received the help of the wrong Golden Tiger Talisman, but even the spirit and blood that Fang Shen sacrificed in the village for some reason was also taken away by him and used for his own body.

Under such a double nourishment, in just two breaths, the innate tiger roaring energy took shape again. Fang Xing forcibly suppressed the discomfort in his heart—directly extracting the essence and blood qi obtained from the same kind of living sacrifice, which made him a little difficult to accept—the tiger's ambushing qi was in full bloom again, like an eternal giant beast opening its bloody mouth, and a strong killing intent enveloped the dozens of people below.

In the golden light, Wang Jing's eyes tightened, his cultivation was only three days of true spirit, how could he have ever seen such a means of channeling the gods. For a moment, he was shocked by Fang Xing's earth-shattering might.

Swallowing his saliva and twisting his neck again, Wang Jing suppressed the fear in his heart, stepped forward, and said respectfully: "I've seen Dazun, I don't know what Dazun has to say here?" ”

He was answered by a burst of eerie silence. Fang Xing's heart was still carefully comprehending the qi arrangement of the Blood Sacrifice Great Array, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the noise of such miscellaneous fish.

In this way, Wang Jing was even more shocked by Fang Xing's unfathomable profundity, his heart was cold and cold, and he said with difficulty: "A certain is Wang Jing, the captain of Pingdong under the command of King Huama, to meet Dazun, I don't know if Dazun can have an old relationship with my king." ”

He mentioned the name of his father-in-law, but it was just to strengthen his courage and support the scene by the way. After finishing speaking, I felt uneasy in my heart, and I didn't know if I had offended the fierce god in front of me. Unexpectedly, these words immediately attracted Fang Xing's attention.

Fang Xing's heart flashed. This sentence actually made him think a lot. Before, Zhao Yang had inadvertently told him that the characters under the command of the King of Flower Horses should 'do good things ten miles away' and 'want to do great things', could it be that the big and good things that the King of Flower Horses wanted to do was to slaughter the village and make a blood sacrifice? Fang Xing thought that the King of Turbulent Wind had also mentioned to him that there were twenty-seven major things that the King of Flower Horse wanted to do, could they all mean the same thing?

At this point in his thoughts, Fang Xing immediately breathed a cold breath, and the golden light shone brightly. In this god-like majesty, he learned the tone of the King of the Storm, and slowly spoke: "Widow, the King of the Storm is also!" ”

"King of the Storm!" After Wang Jing heard this, he only felt that his legs and feet were weak, and he was about to collapse to the ground on the spot. He has seen a lot of knowledge under the King of Flower Horses, and naturally knows that there is a thousand-year-old golden corpse on the Troubled Wind Gang in Dongping, known as the King of Troubled Wind, and is a ferocious monster comparable to his lord. Previously, Fang Xing's mighty power like a vigorous golden dragon had left a deep memory in his mind, and at this moment, when he heard that it was the Chaos Wind King's law that had come here, it was only his own family that had abused the taboo of this corpse's cultivation by sacrificing blood here, and even if he was frightened when he heard it, he would no longer have the slightest backbone.

With a 'poof', this leader in the third heaven of qi refining and the three days of true spirit fell to the ground with five bodies and fell to the ground. With the most respectful salute to show his total surrender.

After seeing the king worship and fall, more than 20 of the dozens of minions behind him knelt down one after another. The rest of the people all looked at the other leader, Zhang Fu, with a look of hesitation and fear. However, at this moment, the sturdy body of the seven-foot-tall man was straight and straight, and his face was full of rebelliousness.

Zhang Fu is different from Wang Jing, Wang Jing is an old person under the command of King Huama, although he is no longer favored, but his status is far beyond his new possession. In order to gain a foothold in the power of horse thieves, Zhang Fu secretly took refuge in the bloody murderer who came with his might.

Right now, the new lord's major affairs have been blocked, and his heart is far more annoyed than Wang Jing. And Zhang Fu's cultivation method is far from Wang Jing, not only can he not see through Fang Xing's power, but he is also a fool who has no knowledge and does not know the height of the sky. He secretly relied on a magic weapon given by the Lord, and he had a heart that was ready to move.

He secretly said, "This King of the Troubled Wind is very famous, but I have never seen that guy very powerful. The brothers of the Wang family are afraid of being like this, and they are really weak. Wait for my Lao Zhang to secretly discipline that guy to take a blow, so that the Wang brothers can see my Lao Zhang's skills! ”