All the Kunlun disciples in the fourth roundabout were attracted by the strange sight of countless blood beads flying upward, but the disciples of Qingliu Sword and Jian Si in the first roundabout didn't have much time to judge what was born. At the moment when the more than forty red-robed people on the back side fell, dozens of red flames of light directly pierced through five of the more than ten Sword Division disciples on the left side who had attracted the attention of these red-robed people at the beginning.

These dozens of red flames directly smashed the five Sword Division disciples to the ground, causing the ground to shake slightly.

This kind of encounter also made the disciples of the Sword Division inevitably suffer losses in a single face, but Qingliu Jian's eyelids only jumped slightly, and as a thicker and colder murderous aura flashed from his eyes, a dazzling thunderbolt turned into a semicircular arc in his hand, and instantly turned into a dazzling lightning spear.

Just as the countless blood beads were rising up, this blazing lightning spear stabbed out from Qingliujian's hand, and with just one stab, it directly and forcefully pierced through several interception spells, piercing the chest of the red-robed man who had just come out of the dozens of red flames in the opponent's formation, picked it up, and threw it out.

A red-robed man who had previously broken away from the team of the red-robed man and infiltrated into the temples on both sides suddenly appeared on the right side of the Qingliu Sword, and a black shuttle-like magic weapon was clasped in his hand, aimed at the Qingliu Sword, but before he could cast the magic weapon, the thunder light spear in the hand of the Qingliu Sword suddenly circled out a huge semicircle, and suddenly pierced through his forehead, directly blowing off half of his head.

Qingliujian's figure disappeared from the spot at the same time, and the thunder spear in his hand suddenly exploded, turning into five dazzling flowing flames, killing three red-robed cultivators in an instant.

At this time, Qingliujian also noticed the scene of those blood beads all floating up and rising again, because the people who were killed now, the blood beads flowing from their bodies were also strangely floating up into the air, but there was no trace of panic and uneasiness in his heart at all, he didn't think about what other powerful opponents were next, he just wanted to kill all the people in front of him who invaded the first roundabout of Kunlun.

Dozens of white lights hit him when the thunder light spear in Qingliujian's hand exploded, and before he got close to Qingliujian, it had already exploded by itself, turning into countless white dots, most of which were flashed by Qingliujian, but a small part was submerged in Qingliujian's body.

These white tiny dots turned out to be all tiny white maggots, with an extremely strong yin aura, and as soon as they entered Qingliu Jian's body, they seemed to turn into hundreds of ice needles, piercing fiercely into the inner meridians. Qingliujian knew that this was one of the corpse insect techniques in the Demon Gate, which was more vicious than the ordinary poison Gu technique, but Qingliujian was not afraid, and while urging Zhenyuan to wrap all the corpse insects that invaded the body, he made a mistake with both hands, and a blazing thunder spear stabbed out.

However, at this moment, Qingliu Sword suddenly appeared, and in front of his eyes, there seemed to be a trace of almost weird bright red.

The strange star map that absorbed countless rising blood beads suddenly changed dramatically, and the starlight all flashed a trace of blood-red lines, connected together, and turned into a huge blood-red vortex in the sky, the huge blood-red vortex was like a huge demon king's eyes, glowing with countless bloodthirsty light, and it was like a monstrous sea of blood, suspended in the endless sky.

Scattered down from the endless sky, the layers of light light like a light veil that shrouded thousands of miles have also turned into strange blood-red ripples, like layers of blood waves.

Qingliu Sword's pupils contracted instantly, not because the corpse insects that invaded his body were out of his control, nor because someone in the opponent's array suddenly cast an extremely powerful spell, making him feel an extremely deadly threat, and the source of his pupils contracting violently was the thunder spear in his hand.

Originally, this technique of Qingliu Sword was called the Thunder Pole Divine Spear, which is a thunder gang spell with extremely strong impact and destructive power, and it can be divided or combined, which can be used as a tangible spear to pierce the opponent's defense spell and sprint the opponent, and it can also explode at once and attack multiple opponents. And this Thunder Pole Divine Spear, which was condensed by countless thunder and lightning, and condensed like real fine iron, was as thick as a child's arm when it was cast with his cultivation, and it could be as long as more than seventy zhang, and the momentum was extremely amazing. But at this moment, the Qingliu Sword suddenly appeared, and the Thunder Pole Divine Spear in his hand, although it also instantly pierced a distance of dozens of zhang, it was only as thick as a finger, and it looked like a thin swimming snake.

It's like what should have been a flame soaring into the sky, but now it's a candle flame fluttering in the wind

Not only was this the case with the Qingliu Sword, but at this time, all the Sword Division disciples who were casting spells were extremely shocked, and the power of the spells they cast was inexplicably half smaller. What was supposed to be a ball of fire the size of a millstone has now become a palm-sized ball of fire, a column of water that should have been the size of a bucket, but now it has become a fountain as thick as an arm... Obviously, the true yuan power consumed when casting these spells has not decreased, and the true yuan power in the body is still surging, but the spells that should have been very powerful have become very weak when they are cast at this moment.

A puff of sparse rain of fire fell to the ground, and after striking a charred black dot, a light smoke came out, and then disappeared.

This spell turned out to be hundreds of rockets with incredible power.

The power of many spells is that they can't hit the opponent's body at all, and they disappear completely, such a scene is not like the disciple of the Sword Division, who has the most powerful combat power in Kunlun, is casting spells to fight with the other party's life and death, but it is like a rookie disciple who has just entered Kunlun, and is trying out the spells he has just learned and has not yet mastered.

Not only that, but almost all the Sword Division disciples, including Qingliu Sword, felt that even their flight flight had slowed down, only one-twelfth of what they were on weekdays.

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Like sharp arrows, the power of the red-robed man's spells that invaded Kunlun's first roundabout also decreased sharply at this time, and like these disciples of the Sword Division, many of the spells they came out of have also become the same as the rookie disciples who have just come into contact with the magic, weak and powerless, and even have no lethality, these two hundred or so red-robed people who rushed towards the treasury under the jurisdiction of the Kunlun Medicine Division have been killed by the disciples of the Sword Division in a few breaths, leaving a corpse on the road behind, but at this moment they don't seem to be surprised at all by the change in the power of their spells, they just follow the established route towards the Qingliu Sword, rushed towards the cyan temple on the hillside where most of the medicinal herbs and pills in Kunlun's first roundabout were placed.

Their flying figures were also much slower than before, but after all, they were only less than a hundred zhang away from the Qingliu Sword. In just a few breaths, they were already less than fifty zhang away from the Qingliu Sword.

The Thunder Pole Divine Spear in Qingliujian's hand stabbed the current red-robed cultivator again, but it was only as thick as a finger, and a lightning spear like a snake stabbed at the opponent's body, but it only punched a cup-sized blood hole on the opponent's body, and the red-robed cultivator snorted, but he was not assassinated by his Thunder Pole Divine Spear.

"Poof!" "Poof!" "Poof!"

At this moment, several sword lights stabbed straight towards Qingliu Sword, almost subconsciously, and the Thunder Pole Divine Spear in Qingliu Sword's hand swept over. His spell uses Lei Gang's lightning as a gun, and it has extremely strong attack and defense power, and these sword lights are just the cultivation of Jian Gang's early and middle stages, and his thunder spear swept through with one shot, and these sword lights must be sent flying, but at this moment he ignored one point, the thunder pole spear in his hand at the moment was no longer the thunder pole spear he usually cast.

Among the several sword lights of different colors that shot towards the Qingliu Sword, three of them were also swept away by the Thunder Pole Divine Spear of the Qingliu Sword, and the true power of all these sword lights was much weaker than usual, but two of the sword lights seemed to have a rune magic array that broke the Lei Gang, so under the sweep of the Thunder Pole Divine Spear of the Qingliu Sword, the two sword lights that had also been greatly reduced were still slashed on the body of the Qingliu Sword.

Two blood rays rushed out of Qingliujian's body at the same time, whether it was the sword disciple in the first roundabout, or the Kunlun disciple in the fourth roundabout, they all saw Qingliujian's body sink at this moment, and it seemed to be frozen in the air all of a sudden. And almost at the same time, the most current red-robed man shot out dozens of turquoise flames with an expressionless face, hitting Qingliu Jian's body.

There was a terrible wound on the front chest and ribs of the Qingliu Sword, and the power of the true yuan in the two sword lights was insufficient, and the power was only equivalent to the power of the slave sword in the early stage, so it was not able to directly stranch the Qingliu Sword, and the dozens of green flames themselves should be at least the size of a fist in the air, but now they were a trace of it, like green tadpoles, jumping and bouncing in the air. But these turquoise fire points hit Qingliujian's body, and they still ignited, spreading, and enveloping Qingliujian's whole body. Originally, the power of this spell could instantly turn the Qingliu Sword into ashes, but it was precisely because the power eliminated most of the relationship, but these flames only burned the skin of the Qingliu Sword to a sizzling sound, especially on the two open wounds, which were even more scorched, and there was a sneering sound like hot oil entering a pot.

Even Keiliujian, who was extremely tenacious and was one of the invincible sword divisions just now, couldn't bear such pain, he let out a scream that shook the sky in the flames, and all the thunder in his hands disappeared, rolling on the ground, but he couldn't extinguish the flames on his body at all.

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"What the hell is going on?"

On the fourth roundabout, Nangong Xiaoyan, who suddenly saw such a change and saw Qingliujian being burned alive, unconsciously bit his lip and bled out blood. He turned his head sharply to look at Ming Seventeen, but in addition to indifference and murderous intent on Ming Seventeen's face, there was only a trace of worry that flashed at this time.

"Netherworld Blood Sea, I can't imagine that four hundred years later, this magic circle will reappear. Ming Qiqi frowned slightly and looked at the sea of blood in the endless sky, and said a little coldly to Nangong Xiaoyan, "The people from Zhaoyao Mountain are also here." ”

(I'm really sorry.,There's a lot of things in Beijing that I've imagined.,So there was a break in helplessness.,Everyone's grace.,I can only say,After 6.1,Back to Wuxi.,The update will be normal)