In fact, Xiao Mochou, as the ancestor of the Ziqiong Mountain Holy Land, of course has quite a good trick, but once he uses it, most of his disciples will die tragically.

Of course, the Blood Mad Swordsman Xiao Mochou didn't want to see such a miserable result, and he couldn't bear to do it, these loyal disciples were equivalent to his descendants.

"Brother Xiao, it's time for such a life and death, if you are so indecisive again, then we will all be wiped out. At that time, these disciples of yours will still die a tragic death. The mountain-like giant Tu Qiancheng said with grief and indignation.

Xiao Mochou glanced back at the disciples of the Ziqiong Mountain Holy Land who were still fighting desperately, he felt very compassionate, and couldn't help but cry.

A master of this level generally does not cry, and only when he encounters something really painful, he can't help crying.

"For the sake of the overall situation, and to preserve the inheritance of the Ziqiong Mountain Holy Land, I can only be ruthless and perform this blood soul sacrifice technique. Xiao Mochou said very heavily.

More than 100,000 years ago, Xiao Mochou once practiced in an ancient ruin, and found the ancient scroll of this blood soul sacrifice technique. At that time, he hesitated, whether to practice this technique?

Even if Xiao Mochou reluctantly cultivated this technique, he had never performed it, after all, it was difficult to bear the consequences.

As Tu Qiancheng said, now that it is a critical juncture, sacrifices must be made.

"For the sake of sacrifice and ambition, I can also sacrifice when I have to. In this case, don't resent me, disciples, you should go well, and soon I will come to Huangquan Road to accompany you. Xiao Mochou looked up to the sky and roared, which was very sad.

The many elders and disciples of Ziqiong Mountain still didn't understand what was going on, but when they heard that they were going to sacrifice, they didn't mind, they just shouted one after another: "We are willing to give everything for the sake of the Holy Land of Ziqiong Mountain, and we will never give up." ”

Such a neat cry contains unyielding courage and is quite inspiring.

Xiao Mochou got everyone's support, so he no longer had any scruples, so he recited words in his mouth, all of which were obscure spells. With a wave of his hand, he released a large number of soul contract scrolls from the storage bag, and in the next moment, nearly a hundred huge ancient demon beasts appeared in the void.

The ancient demon beasts had been sealed in the soul contract scroll for quite a long time, and now they suddenly went outside, looking quite dazed.

Immediately after, Xiao Mochou went into the void, wielding a sharp red sawtooth sword like blood, and slashed these ancient demon beasts one after another. Immediately, a large amount of terrible demon blood stained the sky red. Without any delay, Xiao Mochou returned the sword into the sheath, and his hands quickly changed the seal. With a unique energy, he controls these demon bloods to outline many runes in the void.

"Although the spells you cast are dazzling, they are only superficial and not very powerful. Yan Hao Demon Lord sneered.

When the Yan Hao Demon Lord bombarded the ancient demon eye's miserable white gaze, it was mostly offset by the blood talisman suspended in the void.

And the remaining part of the gaze was not able to cause great damage to Xiao Mochou at this time, he had previously summoned a very powerful blood shield with a red and blood-like serrated sword, and the defensive effect was still above the giant shield of Tu Qiancheng.

The Demon Lord of Yan Hao was suddenly surprised, he had thought that the enemy's defenses were vulnerable. As a result, the Yan Hao Demon Lord did not deal with Tu Qiancheng for the time being, but instead held a skull sword and a demon shield and attacked Xiao Mochou.

During the entire course of the battle, Lin Feng's clone's divine sense was paying attention to all this, and Lin Feng secretly rejoiced: "Thanks to the many peerless skills that the Yanhao Demon Lord looks down on me, if he knows that the Purple Light Nine Break can allow him to conjure up the other eight clones, and the combat power of each clone is close to the deity, what a terrible thing it would be!"

As for how long Yan Hao Demon Lord's background can maintain the Purple Light Nine Breaks, it is unknown.

Yan Hao Demon Lord's martial arts mastery was actually more profound and subtle than Xiao Mochou's, and now Xiao Mochou was completely resisting with that blood shield.

The long serrated sword that was as red as blood pierced the ground, still providing Xiao Mochou with that strange blood shield.

"Foolish, do you plan to hide behind the blood shield for the rest of your life? Even if you can't shatter the blood shield for the time being, I can let my strength pass through the blood shield and inflict the most fundamental blow on you. Yan Hao Demon Lord said in a deep voice.

"It's useless to talk too much, until I fully use the Blood Soul Secret Technique, you just wait and see. Xiao Mochou is very confident.

As Xiao Mochou continued to control the rich demon blood to form ancient and obscure runes in the void, on the wide martial arts training ground of the Ziqiong Mountain Holy Land, those disciples died tragically, turning into a puff of blood mist, which was very poignant.

This is not that Xiao Mochou deliberately harmed them, but that the inheritance of the Ziqiong Mountain Holy Land contains these things.

Once the Blood Soul Secret Technique requires energy, all the disciples of Ziqiong Mountain who have cultivated the Inheritance Xuangong will continue to die tragically. And after they died, the blood mist and the thick life energy generated were all diffused and gathered here, providing energy for the blood soul technique.

Xiao Mochou's expression was very solemn, he no longer regretted the tragic death of his disciples at the moment, because he had also made up his mind to sacrifice to protect the Holy Land of Ziqiong Mountain.

When a person has a firm determination, then he has the courage to face all difficulties and obstacles. As for whether these difficulties can be overcome, it depends on the development of things.

At this time, the Yan Hao Demon Lord swung the skull sword vigorously, spinning and emitting a lot of sword qi, making a piercing "snort" sound on the blood shield, but it still did not shatter the blood shield.

Rao was like this, and the sharp power emitted by the skeleton long sword poured into the blood shield one after another, without any room for maneuver, and directly bombarded Xiao Mochou's body.

This is equivalent to being injured with a blunt object, and even with the defense of a shield, it has little effect.

Xiao Mochou couldn't dodge, and when he was faced with these attacks, he vomited blood, but he still had a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

After three breaths, with Xiao Mochou's loud shout, the Blood Soul Technique was finally fully displayed, and the sky was reflected red.

Suddenly, ninety-nine blood skeletons appeared in the void, they had existed since ancient times, sealed in the inexplicable void. Now, with the opening of the Blood Soul Technique, of course, the Blood Skeletons have appeared one after another.

Immediately after that, these ninety-nine blood skeletons launched a siege on the Yan Hao Demon Lord in a frenzied manner, and the Yan Hao Demon Lord planned to fight quickly, but his attacks were all defused by these many blood skeletons. On the other hand, the Blood Skeleton's martial arts are quite complex, and some can also send out Nether Arrows, which can dissolve the armor of the Yanhao Demon Lord and the golden body of the Wu Clan.

It can be seen that there is no absolutely perfect defense in this world.

(To be continued.) )