The black qi surging within ten miles quickly gathered towards Han Xiao, and under the operation of the power of turning death into life, a steady stream of vitality frantically poured into the blood-colored net.

Zhao Jiutian quickly sensed that something was wrong, and if he was a normal monk at this time, he would inevitably panic in his heart, but Zhao Jiutian, like Han Xiao, was not a normal monk at all.

Not only did he not panic, but laughed loudly, raised his hands, and pressed down violently towards Han Xiao, and the blood-colored net shrouded in the void suddenly dimmed, cutting off the light source that absorbed Han Xiao's vitality.

Then the blood-colored net suddenly pressed towards Han Xiao, and the blood-colored red glow emitted a terrifying coercion, pressing the surrounding walls that had not collapsed into powder, and the surrounding space was also squeezed into a brief collapse.

Seeing such a powerful blood-colored net, all the monks present couldn't help but gasp, even those who were the strongest in the Transformation God Realm frowned, they all knew that Han Xiao was very powerful, but Zhao Jiutian was not an idle person, he had the strength to kill the middle stage of the Yuan Infant as early as ten years ago, and now ten years have passed, no one knows how strong the strength is, but in the legend of his blood-colored net, he once trapped a powerful person in the Zhao family's Transformation God Realm.

"Can the Cold Black Demon escape Zhao Jiutian's bloody net?"

Lu Guangtai couldn't help but ask Bixia Zhenjun beside him, although he didn't like the woman in front of him very much, but among the Jindan Zhenjun here, only her strength was the strongest, if even she didn't know, it was even more impossible for others to know.

Bixia Zhenjun pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Don't you see? The reason why Han Xiao is called the Black Devil is because he is in the company of the dark qi between heaven and earth, I heard that he can also use these black qi to come back to life, as long as this black qi in the sky does not disperse, it will be difficult for the cold black devil to die in the true sense." Therefore, Zhao Jiutian's blood-colored net may be a great threat to other cultivators, and it is not enough for Han Xiao to be a real life-and-death crisis. If Zhao Jiutian wanted to kill Han Xiao in the true sense, he must first cut off the black qi around Han Xiao's body, so that he could not use external force. ”

Bixia Zhenjun was indeed an outstanding master of Heaven and Earth Creation, and her analysis was recognized by all the Jindan Zhenjun and other monks who rushed around.

Han Xiao, who was standing in the void, was smashed to the ground by the terrifying coercion, and countless blood-colored red lights dispersed the black qi around Han Xiao.

There seemed to be a mountain of tens of millions of catties around Han Xiao's body, which pressed on his body, and even the earth couldn't bear it, and it was cracked apart.

Click......

Han Xiao's bones seemed to be crushed, making a dull sound.

All the Jindan True Monarchs looked at Bixia True Monarch with surprised eyes, and really let her say that if you want to deal with the Cold Black Demon, you must first cut off the connection between the Cold Black Demon and the surrounding black qi.

This time Han Xiao was caught off guard, if he didn't have a strong and powerful backhand to crack the suppression of the bloody net, even if he had more magical powers, he would not be able to use it, and he would inevitably be killed by the bloody net.

It's not just that this group of Jindan Realm cultivators are a little confused, but even the strongest people in the Transformation God Realm feel that something is wrong, where does Zhao Jiutian want to capture Han Xiao alive, he clearly wants Han Xiao's life.

However, it is too late for them to make a move now, if they anger Zhao Jiutian, the other party is a madman, even if he has no murderous intentions, he may be provoked by them to go berserk, and kill Han Xiao in anger.

At this time, no one can save Han Xiao, it depends on whether Zhao Jiutian has murderous intentions, or what else Han Xiao has magic powers that can break the bloody net.

In every generation, there will be one or two peerless Tianjiao, who will dominate all Tianjiao.

The peerless Tianjiao of the previous generation was Zhao Jiutian, and this generation is undoubtedly the Cold Black Demon.

The upstart who has just risen and the old powerhouse who has been famous for a long time, who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, seems to be about to be revealed at this moment.

Han Xiao's bones were broken under the blood-colored mountain, the skin and flesh on his back were almost all broken, and the black qi in the sky was also isolated, so that he could not absorb these black qi to recover himself, and it seemed that he had reached a desperate situation of life and death.

"Cold Black Devil, what other means, hurry up, otherwise, after a while, you won't have a chance. ”

Zhao Jiutian's body was filled with blood light, and those blood lights rotated rapidly, rolling up the surrounding black qi, forming a black-red tornado ten zhang high, shattering all the surrounding houses and turning them into slag.

As the tornado danced wildly in mid-air, the entire Pingshan County trembled, and the people of Pingshan County, seeing this spectacle, thought that the gods of heaven were angry, and this incomparably terrible disaster descended on them, and they prostrated on the ground one after another, praying sincerely, hoping that God would have mercy and give them a way to live.

Sun Dabao's family and Pumpkin, who had fled far away, were extremely shocked at this moment, they already knew that Han Xiao was an immortal, but they didn't expect this kid who looked honest to have such a great magical power.

"The immortals are angry and want to raze Pingshan County to the ground, let's hurry up, otherwise, our lives will be lost here. ”

Zhao Dabao's family and Pumpkin quickened their pace, and the black fog filled the entire Pingshan County, they couldn't distinguish the direction at all, and ran towards the outside of Pingshan County by feeling.

When they ran out of Pingshan County, they found that Sun Xiaobao was gone, and they couldn't help but be anxious and angry, where can the little guy go?

Sun Dabao was about to enter the city again to find Sun Xiaobao, but at this moment, a huge tornado suddenly formed, raging everywhere in Pingshan County, where the tornado passed, all the buildings turned into powder, and the pedestrians who knelt on the ground to worship were instantly swept in and disappeared without a trace.

The prostrate, as if sensing that Heaven did not forgive them, ran out of the city with a cry, and for a time the roads were crowded with people, like a black tide, rushing towards the gates everywhere.

Although Sun Dabao was also scared in his heart, he still resolutely took steps and resolutely wanted to enter the city to find Sun Xiaobao, but was hugged by the pumpkin from behind, "Now the people in the city are fleeing, and there is chaos inside, how can you go to find Xiaobao, maybe he is now following the flow of people, from which city gate has come out." ”

Sun Dabao's wife and parents also came up to persuade him, but in the end, Sun Dabao sighed, took his wife, parents and pumpkin back to the intersection of the village first, and waited for Sun Xiaobao to go home.

The life or death of mortals was insignificant to these cultivators, and they didn't bother with it at all.

Zhao Jiutian stepped on the tornado, his robe swelled up, his unkempt hair was blown upright, like a demon like a god, overlooking Han Xiao who was pressed under the invisible blood mountain, like looking at ants, "Zhao Hongan also said how powerful you are, however, your strength is not much different from that of the monks of the Jindan Great Perfection." ”

Speaking of this, his eyes froze, "Since that's the case, then you should die." ”

As he spoke, he pressed down with a palm, and the blood-colored net was also pressed down, and Han Xiao's body suddenly seemed to bear the pressure of hundreds of millions of catties of mountains, and the whole person was pressed into a handful of blood mist.

"Han Xiao is dead......

All the monks who saw this scene had a feeling of unreality, Han Xiao's fame was too great, and the strength of his strength was also obvious to everyone, such a ruthless man was crushed to death in the battle with Zhao Jiutian, in other words, no one could believe it if he saw it.

The black gas that filled the sky, when Han Xiao's body turned into a blood mist, Shun Ma collapsed and retracted back into the darkness of the ground.

Zhao Jiutian's eyes sank, and with his years of combat experience, he faintly felt that something was wrong.

"What's wrong?"

His brow furrowed, and his consciousness spread out in all directions, and he suddenly swept into a person, a tall tower-like man, with a basket behind him, like the others, running for his life.

This person came with Han Xiao, and there was a short and fat boy at that time, but the short and fat boy had already run away, but the iron tower man did not leave, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with this person, and swept his divine sense towards the basket.

As soon as his divine consciousness penetrated into the basket, he suddenly disappeared without a trace like a mud cow like a sea, and his eyes couldn't help shrinking.

There's weirdness in the basket!

Zhao Jiutian shouted violently, turned into an afterimage, rolled up the smoke and dust in the sky, and smashed towards the man who was walking quickly to the iron tower.

Before everyone could recover from the shock of Han Xiao being killed by Zhao Jiutian, they saw Zhao Jiutian rushing towards a tall middle-aged man like a dragon, with an astonishing momentum.

Although this man was as tall as an iron tower, he stood at the entrance of the prison, which was very conspicuous, and when all the monks came over, they couldn't help but glance at him with their divine senses, and found that it was not a cultivator, thinking that he was the jailer of the cell.

No one cared about the life or death of a mortal, and no one noticed why there was suddenly a basket behind him.

When they saw this tall man running away, they just thought that the other party was scared, until Zhao Jiutian suddenly attacked this mortal, and everyone realized that something seemed wrong, this tall man who looked like a mortal, why was it under the pressure of the monstrous power exuded by Zhao Jiutian and Han Xiao when they were fighting, since they didn't even bend their backs, now that they think about it, it's quite weird.

Zhao Jiutian's body traversed the sky, pulling out tiny cracks in the surrounding space, making a crackling explosion, and the terrifying speed and power could smash a village and town into nothingness.

The tower-like middle-aged man seemed to know that he was locked by a terrifying force, and his muscles were tense, but there was no expression on his face.

Just as Zhao Jiutian's body smashed over, the tower-like middle-aged man suddenly turned around, and a punch blasted towards Zhao Jiutian who was smashed from the void.

Rumble——!

After the two of them collided with their fists, there was a brief void collapse, and the surrounding space distorted into water-shaped ripples, and then exploded, turning the surrounding air into nothingness.

Zhao Jiutian, who was at the center of this storm, was like being swept up by a sudden flash flood, and his body involuntarily retreated wildly in the direction of the air wave explosion.

His internal organs were devastated, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out one after another, staining the surrounding space with blood.

The monks who saw this scene were all shocked and changed color, who was this seemingly ordinary tower-like man in front of them, and it was so terrifying!