Boom boom!

Just like a bomber, the flames passed everywhere, and the crowd exploded one by one.

And that's not all, flesh becomes the best fuel, and the aura burns along the flesh, and in the blink of an eye, a raging fire ignites.

At this moment, the number of people in front of you squeezed in, the flame burned as high as it stood.

It's like a demonic fire.

The gap between the laymen and the foundation building monks is too great to be made up by quantity.

But if there are also foundation monks on the other side, the situation is different.

Right now.

Lin Zhen, who was in the sky, just waved lightly.

"The wind comes, the clouds gather, the rain falls!"

An acre of rain clouds condensed out of thin air, and the rain fell and soon extinguished the flames.

Even a Qi cultivator can summon rain with a single trick of Xiaoyun and Rain Technique, let alone a foundation-building monk like Lin Zhen.

The old man glared angrily at Lin Zhen in the sky.

At this moment, he finally couldn't hold it back, and as soon as he stepped on his feet, a set of black armor appeared on the surface of his body, and a pair of qi and blood wings opened up behind him, and the person flew into the air.

Even though he is a monk of the main cultivation body and a minor in spiritual arts, he has already had the ability to fly in the flesh with a second-order body cultivation and qi and blood condensation and transformation wings.

"The old man will take your life first!"

The old man grabbed it with one claw, as fast as lightning.

Lin Zhen was not in a hurry, a golden light blocked in front of him, and the person was already a hundred meters away.

"The Lin family's Golden Scale Sword!"

The old man saw a bloody mark appear in his palm, which quickly healed, and he couldn't help but grit his teeth.

Lin Zhen smiled faintly: "The Jiang family's physical cultivation technique is unique to the yang, and the physical body can block magic weapons, if the juniors don't have this golden scale sword, how dare they compete with their predecessors." ”

The Golden Scale Sword is a medium-grade spiritual weapon, and it is in the same vein as the Dragon Slaying Sword in the hands of the ancestor of the Lin family, and it is all made from the remains of a golden Jiao.

The Dragon Slayer Sword uses the dragon bone of the Jiaolong, while the Golden Scale Sword is the reverse scale of the Jiaolong.

The golden scale sword has the sharpest edge, and it is the most restrained body cultivation of this kind of meat shield.

"If it weren't for the old man's Ming Wangjia who stayed in the Jiang family......"

The old man was annoyed.

He is approaching the end of his age, and coming to Yue Country to take charge is just to fulfill his last duty as a member of the Jiang family, and Ming Wangjia, who once followed him in the southern and northern wars, naturally stayed in the Jiang family to give others a better place.

And he just brought a set of high-grade magic weapons with him.

After all, a mortal dynasty, he doesn't bring any magic weapons, and it is enough to suppress it single-handedly.

Who would have thought that such an accident would occur.

The old man couldn't help but glance at the sleeping palace under him.

Lin Zhen keenly noticed the old man's gaze and said with a smile:

"The seniors are very concerned about the things in the dormitory, but the seniors come up, so it's not good to go down."

There was a flash of gold in the air.

The two have already fought again.

……

Below.

Without the old man's obstruction, only a silver wolf was left to face the surging crowd.

When it saw the crowd coming like evil spirits, it couldn't help but look frightened, whimpered, cocked its tail, shrank again, and crawled away from the dog hole behind.

And the formation in front of the dormitory was first broken by the forbidden talisman, and it was corrupted by so much flesh and blood that it couldn't hold on for a long time.

The rebels only slightly impacted, leaving behind a few corpses, and the blood-colored grid in the air went out as if it were a short circuit.

"Crowned king! Crowned king! ”

The first to rush into the dormitory was a martial arts master, his face was ecstatic, his feet were like flying, and he opened the gate of the dormitory with a few moves.

Then a thick smell of blood came to his face.

The fishy wind was blowing in his face, but the martial arts master felt as if he had drunk the elixir and jade dew, and the blood qi in his body suddenly increased by several percent, and the true qi ran uncontrollably and rapidly.

"Heaven and earth!"

Such a thought suddenly appeared in the mind of the martial arts master, and he was driven by instinct to rush towards the interior of the dormitory.

Then I saw a bubbling pool of blood, and there were more than a dozen people in the pool, all with a head exposed, their eyes closed, and their faces looking a little painful.

A heroic middle-aged man in an imperial robe was suspended above the blood pool out of thin air, his eyes closed, and the blood lines were connected from under him to the blood pool below.

He seems to be sucking the blood of the people below.

And the bloody smell he smelled came from the pool of blood.

The Grandmaster swallowed his saliva, such a strange scene made his greed unconsciously retract, and slowly and cautiously retreated.

But at this moment, a large number of rebel troops behind him had already rushed in.

The scene of chaos seemed to wake up the sleeping people.

Not good!

The Grandmaster was horrified.

Wow!

In the void, it was as if a pair of eyes suddenly opened.

The Grandmaster couldn't describe the feeling of these eyes, because when he saw them for the first time, he was already dead.

First a corpse fell, then it spread like a plague.

The rebel troops rushing behind him fell one by one.

Blood-colored threads spread out in the air like cobwebs, ten meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters, three hundred meters......

It's as if there is no end, no limit.

up to the range of five hundred meters.

A blood-colored net opened open.

The blood line fell on the flesh and blood corpses on the ground, like straws, and the flesh turned into white ash and gathered in the depths of the dormitory.

Whoa!!

The pool of blood was rolling, the blood was getting shallower and shallower, and the person who had been soaked in the pool of blood was instantly drained of his blood and turned into a withered corpse.

At the bottom of the pool of blood, a dried corpse covered in blood gradually became full, and finally turned into a middle-aged man with a ruddy face.

The man looked at the middle-aged man in the imperial robe who was vigorous and pure, but his eyes were dull, and he muttered to himself:

"The old man continued his life with the evil way of the devil, in a vain attempt to take away the descendants and continue the road, but he was about to succeed, and he was born after death, but he encountered great changes.

Is this the old man's robbery? ”

Rumble!

A figure slammed down the dormitory, broke a big hole, and landed right in front of the man, who was the old man who was fighting fiercely with Lin Zhen.

At this moment, his dark iron armor was full of holes, and his swollen body had shrunk to its original size, or even thinner.

He raised his bloodstained head, looked at the man, and then looked at the middle-aged man in the imperial robe, with a look of regret in his eyes.

"Xuanwu, I couldn't stop them, I'm sorry."

The man is the first monk of the Jiang family, the monk who built the pinnacle of the foundation, Jiang Xuanwu, who is known as the ancestor of the Jiang family.

Fourteen years ago, Jiang Xuanwu suddenly appeared in front of the old man with a serious injury, saying that he was dying, and the only way to do this was to use a secret method he had inadvertently obtained, to borrow the bloodline of the descendants of the Jiang family to train a perfect seizure container.

Jiang Xuanwu is the pillar of the Jiang family, if he falls, the Jiang family will definitely be in chaos.

So the old man concealed the news for him, even if the Jiang family did not tell him, the fewer people who knew about this matter, the lower the risk of leakage.

This is also the reason why Jiang Xuanwu deliberately returned to the mortal world.

The Jiang family's own clan didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring, and once the Jiang family showed weakness, countless people would come forward to test it.

And on the side of the clan, the Jiang family is not monolithic.

In this regard, the old man secretly controlled the royal family and selected the most suitable container for Jiang Xuanwu, who was the current emperor.

He has been guarding this place secretly, not leaving an inch, just waiting for the container to be successfully refined, even if the Yue Kingdom is in turmoil, he has no time to take care of it.

"Uncle Xu, I don't blame you."

The man's voice was warm, and he reached out to help the old man up.

"If only you helped me one last time."

"What?"

The old man was puzzled, and then his complexion changed greatly, and the blood and qi in his body were constantly surging towards the man.

"Xuanwu, you even want me to suck?!"

Jiang Xuanwu grabbed the old man's hand, his expression remained the same, but his eyes were a little more crazy.

"My Taiyin Transformation Blood Fusion Soul Demon Skill could have allowed eighty percent of my cultivation to merge into the flesh and blood container without damage, but now the achievement has fallen short.

The only way to do this is to reverse the magic and bring me back to my peak state for a short time.

Uncle Xu, you can help me and let me fight again.

Once I break through the Jindan realm, then all the previous tribulations will be nothing.

The Jiang family will be brilliant again because of me! ”

The old man looked at Jiang Xuanwu's madness, and only nodded gloomily for a while, and let go of his defense wholeheartedly.

"Xuanwu, I'm old, and now that's all I can do, you must succeed!"

Without the old man's resistance, Jiang Xuanwu finally absorbed all the essence and blood of the old man and his ancestors.

Tears welled up in his eyes, and he watched as the old man turned into a dry skeleton.

"I'm going to make it!"

"Before that, let me deal with the little bugs outside."

Jiang Xuanwu's figure disappeared suddenly.