Thundered!

The thunder shines in the sky, and the blazing thunder can be seen from a distance even if it is thousands of miles away.

Outside the desolate oasis, Zhou Yang looked at the blazing thunder over there, and the look on his face was numb.

At this time, it has been three days since the "Qingyang Daoren" and others entered the oasis, and in the past three days, this blazing thunder has not stopped.

When he first saw the thunder that shone in the sky, he was of course shocked, but after seeing too much, he became numb.

In short, the monks of the Jindan period are awesome!

"I don't know when this battle will end, look at it like this, Cao Laozu and their side should be about to win, that ghost howl hasn't sounded for a long time now!"

Zhou Yang looked at the huge battlefield in the distance, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.

Of course, he was not worried about Cao Wenjin and the three Jindan stage monks, but for himself.

Until now, he didn't know the intention of the "Qingyang Daoist" to bring a foundation building monk over to see this big battle.

This kind of unknown is the most frightening, and he hasn't closed his eyes for three days and three nights.

Of course, this is not the only reason why he can't close his eyes, at the beginning, the reason why he can't close his eyes is because of the terrible ghost howls that spread throughout the oasis.

Cao Wenjin's words before, he heard it in his ears, and he had also read relevant records from the classics about the "land of resentment".

According to Zhou Yang's knowledge, the so-called "place of resentment" is actually a kind of ghost domain in the world that is easy to breed ghosts, if ordinary people enter this kind of place, they will be eroded by the resentment in less than a day and die violently, that is, the immortal cultivator with mana protection, after entering this kind of place, he also needs to consume mana at all times to resist the erosion of resentment in this place.

Moreover, in this kind of place, the mana of the immortal cultivator is used a little less, and it is impossible to absorb any aura from the outside world to replenish it, while the ghosts and some demonic monks who practice with the help of resentful qi can be like a fish in water, not only the mana recovery speed is extremely fast, but the power of various spells and magical powers will also increase a lot.

The Blood Netherworld chose to fight with Cao Wenjin and the others in this "place of resentment", it must be to weaken the opponent's strength with the help of geographical advantages, and the terrible ghost howl that Zhou Yang heard before must have been his handiwork.

It's just that the Xuanyang Immortal Sect, who was born in the "Qingyang Daoist", has the most magical power to restrain all kinds of yin ghosts and ghosts, plus there are Cao Wenjin and the "Golden Light Master" two mid-stage Jindan monks to assist, even if the blood ghost occupies a geographical advantage, it is impossible for the three of them to join forces, this is the so-called "geographical advantage is not as good as people".

Therefore, although it was not clear to see the specific battle situation over there because of the distance, Zhou Yang could basically judge which side had the upper hand through the changes in the celestial environment.

But the more this is the case, the stronger the worry in his heart becomes, the so-called trapped beast is still fighting, what means a Jindan period monk can burst out before he dies, no one knows, but it must be an earth-shattering blow!

And so it is.

At this time, the center of the battlefield was located, Cao Wenjin and the "Golden Light Master" saw that victory was getting closer and closer, and instead of making persistent efforts to increase the intensity of their attacks, they instead withdrew several percent of the power of the attack to be used as defense, guarding against the death-defying counterattack of the Blood Netherworld.

Only the "Qingyang Dao people" have been on the offensive unabated, constantly using the Xuanyang Immortal Sect's secret demon-killing magic power "Xuanyang Thunder Channel" to attract Zhiyang Heavenly Thunder to saturate and bomb the Blood Netherworld.

"Qingyang Lao Dao, do you have to force Lao Tzu to die with you? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu blew himself up, Jin Danla, you will be buried together!"

In the thunder in the sky, the blood ghost had a blood-colored orb on his head, wearing blood-colored armor, and his cloak was hard to resist wave after wave of heavenly thunder bombardment, looking so embarrassed.

And when he said the four words "self-detonating Jindan", Cao Wenjin and "Master Jinguang" suddenly retreated backwards for a long distance like frightened rabbits.

There will always be only one killer weapon for the monks of the Jindan period, and that is to blow up the Jindan!

A Jindan early stage monk blew up the Jin Dan, if the Jin Dan late stage monk couldn't dodge, he would be hit hard, and a Jin Dan ninth-layer monk like the Blood Nether blew up the Jin Dan, I'm afraid even the Yuan Infant Stage monk could be injured.

Therefore, even the most aggressive "Qingyang Daoist" heard the words of the Blood Netherworld, and the offensive was slightly stunned, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

Although he wanted to kill the Blood Netherworld to avenge his lover and make his Dao heart perfect, it didn't mean that he was willing to die with the Blood Nether.

Seeing this, Blood Netherworld couldn't help laughing and said: "Hahahaha, the stinky Taoist priests of Xuanyang Immortal Sect are really a group of hypocrites, you are the ones who talk about the Demon Destroying Guardian Dao all day long, and you are the ones who shout the most fiercely, why are you cowardly as soon as Lao Tzu says that he wants to blow up the golden pill now?"

Hearing the sarcastic ridicule of the Blood Netherworld, no matter how good the "Qingyang Dao person" was, his face was a little unbearable at this time, only to see his face sank, and he snorted coldly: "Hmph, you dare to shout when you die, Lao Dao will accept you as a demon for Tianxing Dao today!"

Before the snort fell, he suddenly shook his hand and sacrificed a vermilion peachwood ancient sword.

The vermilion peachwood ancient sword, no more than three feet long and no more than three fingers wide, on both sides of the sword body, each has gold and silver strange runes flashing on it, and on the hilt, there is a purple orb the size of a dragon's eye.

After the Blood Nether saw this vermilion peachwood ancient sword, the smile on his face instantly froze, and his complexion changed drastically, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Xuanyang Guiding Thunder Sword!"

His voice was full of fear and panic, and his face was full of panic that could not be concealed.

I saw him look at the vermilion peach ancient sword with a panicked face, and scolded angrily with a look of anger and depravity: "Damn bastards, shameless old things, you stinky Taoist priests are really shameless, this kind of sect inheritance treasure, actually gave you a Jindan period monk to use, shameless!"

It's no wonder that he is like this, you must know that the vermilion peach wood ancient sword that the "Qingyang Daoist" is now taking out is not an ordinary magic weapon, but one of the several inheritance treasures of the Xuanyang Immortal Sect.

This kind of treasure related to the inheritance of the sect has always been only able to be used by the Yuan Infant Monk, and only the Yuan Infant Monk can truly exert the power of this treasure.

Blood Netherworld never thought that the Yuan Infant Stage cultivator of the Xuanyang Immortal Sect would be willing to lend this kind of treasure of the sect's inheritance to the "Qingyang Dao people" to take out of the sect for use.

If one of the "Qingyang Daoists" was unlucky and lost this thing in a different place, it would not only be him, but also the Yuan Infant Stage monk who lent him the magic weapon, and he would become a sinner of the entire sect and be hostile to all the Xuanyang Immortal Sect monks.

The "Qingyang Daoist" didn't pay attention to the words of the Blood Netherworld at all, and after he sacrificed the "Xuanyang Guiding Thunder Sword", he bit his finger and drew some kind of magic in front of him.

When the magic trick was completed to the last step, he suddenly opened his mouth and spewed out a cloud of pale golden essence blood and fell on the "Xuanyang Thunder Guiding Sword", shouting loudly like thunder: "Huanghuang Heavenly Thunder, use the sword as the guide, use my blood, punish the evil and destroy the demon!"

As soon as his shout fell, the "Xuanyang Thunder Sword" in the sky was a soft groan, and suddenly a flash of inspiration disappeared into the rolling thunderclouds in the sky.

Bang!

In the thunderclouds that were originally lightning and thunder, a purple thunderbolt as thick as a pillar suddenly burst out, and the heavenly thunder rolled down, falling right on the blood ghost below.

Boom!

Under the purple thunder, the blood-colored orb on the top of the Blood Nether's head first shattered into powder, and then the blood-colored armor on his body shattered into countless pieces and fell to the ground in less than two breaths.

boom

After another crackling sound, the stand-in blood puppet used to save the life of the blood ghost also exploded in the air.

By the time the purple thunder and lightning finally dissipated, the whole person of the Blood Nether was already lying on his back covered with scorched marks, motionless, like a dead person.

"Slash!"

"Qingyang Daoren" looked at the bloody underworld on the ground like a dead man, but he didn't have any vigilance, but just pointed his sword into a sword and whispered at his body, and a cyan filament flew out from his fingertips, cutting off the dead man's head in an instant.

So easily, the "Qingyang Daoren" couldn't help but be stunned on his face, and then his face changed wildly and hurriedly shouted: "Two Taoist friends ......"

"Ahh

A miserable scream suddenly interrupted the shouting of the "Qingyang Dao people".

I saw that where the screams came, the "Golden Light Master" was looking down at his chest with a blank face, where a blood-colored beast claw that did not look like a human hand was piercing his back to his chest, and what was pinched on the claw was his great red heart.

And behind him, the owner of the beast's claws, an ape monster with a height of more than a zhang, a blood-colored single horn on his head, and a blood-colored long hair, was looking at the "Qingyang Dao Man" coldly with a pair of scarlet and blood-like eyes, his eyes were full of tyranny and murder.

"What kind of monster is this!"

Cao Wenjin, who was not far from the "Venerable Jinguang", looked at this scene, and instantly turned terrified with shock, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"This is the Demon Descent Technique of the Blood Demon Sect, this monster is the form of a true demon in the Demon Realm, and the Blood Netherworld is now only possessed by borrowing a wisp of true demon power with the help of the Demon Descent Technique, and it will become such a form. ”

"Don't be afraid, Cao Daoyou, his form won't last long, and after casting the Demon Descent, his physical body will be completely ruined, and there will only be one way to rebuild it in the future!"

"Qingyang Daoren" gave Cao Wenjin a solemn look at the origin of the blood ape monster, and then stretched out his hand and shouted: "Thunder!"

Bang!

There was a thunderous roar in the sky, and another purple divine thunder fell with a bang, slashing towards the blood ape monster that the Blood Netherworld had turned into.