In the palace of a cemetery in Luoyang, in the dark passage, the bloody atmosphere is very strong. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

On the pitch-black ground, in addition to the remains of some zombies, there were patches of scarlet blood.

Several blue-robed people were surrounded by seven or eight people in a corner of a certain underground hall, and their bodies were covered with various scars and bloodstains.

"Zhang Tianyu, don't deceive people too much, don't you really think that this cultivation realm is now under your control?" An old man in a green robe in the lead stretched out his hand to wipe a wisp of blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at Zhang Tianyu on the opposite side coldly, and said in a cold voice.

"Is it us, don't you know if you see it?" Zhang Tianyu's face was mocking, and he sneered: "Zhao Xuanlong, honestly abandon your weapons and surrender, maybe I can save your life!"

"Surrender?" Zhao Xuanlong snorted angrily at Zhang Tianyu, and said coldly: "I... The self-proclaimed family is upright, but he can only sneak attack and win with Yido, and he still has the face to ask us to surrender?

Zhang Tianyu's face turned dark, and he said in a cold voice: "What do you want to talk about with you evil outsiders? Since you don't want to surrender, then go to death!"

Looking at the opponent who obviously had the upper hand over there and was already ready to attack, Zhao Xuanlong took a deep breath, his face showed determination, raised the long knife in his hand, turned his head to look at the several disciples behind him, and suddenly his expression was solemn, and he sang sadly: "The soul is endless, do not fall into the Yellow Spring, do not fall into the five elements, my soul... Return..."

Several disciples of the Vajra Realm behind him, Qi Qi's face was sad, he raised the blade in his hand vigorously, his spirit was whole, and he sang loudly: "The soul is endless, I don't fall into the Yellow Spring, I don't fall into the Five Elements, my soul... Return..."

Zhang Tianyu next to him didn't know what to do, but the Kunlun Elder who was assisting next to him had a change in his face, and shouted in a deep voice: "They are going to fight to the death, attack, don't let them take the lead!"

As soon as Elder Kunlun's words fell, Zhao Xuanlong over there had already led the people of the Falling Soul Cliff, with a look of determination on his face, and rushed towards this side.

This encirclement was already loose, but the people of the Falling Soul Cliff used Zhao Xuanlong as the arrow, rushing towards everyone, not caring about their own injuries, only caring about killing the enemy.

People are not afraid of death, they are the most terrifying, but in just three or two strokes, Zhang Tianyu has already been injured two or three people.

Seeing that as long as the people of the Soul Falling Cliff rushed twice, they were about to break out of the encirclement, Zhang Tianyu over there had a grim face, and with a wave of the whip in his hand, he saw a yellow light falling towards Zhao Xuanlong, who was in the lead.

Zhao Xuanlong was struggling to kill, when he suddenly felt a yellow light on his body, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was about to swing his knife to resist, but he only felt that his whole body was light, and the whole person crashed towards the back; At the same time, there was a sweetness in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

"Master!" The two disciples behind didn't care about rushing to kill, and rushed towards Zhao Xuanlong, who was flying upside down, ready to take it.

But as soon as the two of them touched Zhao Xuanlong's body, they felt a huge force penetrate the internal organs from both hands, and they snorted in unison, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of their mouths, so they reluctantly took Zhao Xuanlong.

was hit by Zhang Tianyu, and the momentum of the Falling Soul Cliff was instantly knocked down, and the surrounding besieging people were greatly boosted one by one, slowly surrounding it, and recompressing the Falling Soul Cliff to a corner.

"Ahem..."Looking at the three disciples who were fighting outside covered in blood, Zhao Xuanlong coughed violently several times, and spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and then he relieved his breath.

Struggling to get up from the ground, he raised his long knife, and led the two disciples who were also not lightly injured, with a look of death on his face, and rushed towards Zhang Tianyu again: "My soul is back!"

"My soul is gone!" the disciples shouted angrily again, rushing to kill with all their might, this time there was no protection, and it was completely a life-for-life fight, making the final blow.

At this moment, Zhang Tianyu and the others on the opposite side suddenly became confused, only to hear someone laughing and laughing over there: "Don't panic, fellow souls, Qin Yunyu of the Spiritual Night Demon Sect and Zhou Weiming of the Imperial Spirit Sect came to support!"

Hearing this voice, the people of the Fallen Soul Cliff couldn't help but perk up, and a flash of excitement and hope flashed in their eyes.

And Zhang Tianyu and the others, under the attack of Qin Yunyu and several people who attacked from behind, quickly fell into chaos.

In the chaos, Zhao Xuanlong and the others finally converged with Qin Yunyu and the others, and the Kunlun people over there also paid the price of seriously injuring the two of them under the protection of Zhang Tianyu's divine whip.

"Let's go... Don't stay here for long!"

Zhou Weiming looked at Zhang Tianyu and the others opposite, and said in a deep voice: "Then Hong Qingyun may also be here!"

Hearing this name, Zhao Xuanlong's face also changed, nodded his head, and said, "Go!"

The next group of people quickly headed for the outside of the tomb.

Zhang Tianyu gritted his teeth and looked at the retreating group of people, and waved the whip in his hand angrily: "Go, chase!"

Seeing that he was about to annihilate the group of people on the Fallen Soul Cliff just now, he was suddenly rescued, but two of them were seriously injured on his side, and no one could be happy.

Especially this time, Zhang Tianyu led the team, preparing to completely annihilate the Soul Cliff, and also re-establish his authority in the cultivation realm.

The two groups of people ran and chased, but now the strength on the side of the Falling Soul Cliff is not below Zhang Tianyu's side, and it can even be said that the strength exceeds Zhang Tianyu;

Chasing all the way, he saw that the people here were not far from the exit, and they were about to escape from the tomb; Zhang Tianyu had a hideous face, but he was helpless.

At this moment, I only heard a cold voice behind me: "Rubbish!"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Tianyu didn't care about being ashamed and angry, but was overjoyed, and shouted excitedly: "Senior Brother Hong, stop this group of people quickly! Qin Yunyu and Zhou Weiming are also among them, and we will make a lot of money this time!"

"Run... Hong Qingyun is here, this guy is really here!" Qin Yunyu and the others over there, their faces changed drastically, the Divine Power Realm is not fun, they really have to be caught up by this guy, plus Zhang Tianyu and others, I'm afraid that no one will be able to escape.

It's just that at this time, it seems that it is a little too late.

The existence of the Divine Realm, it is too simple to chase people in such a tomb.

Looking at Hong Qingyun, who was walking quickly with his hands behind him, Zhao Xuanlong's face sank, he looked at the people around him who were running in a hurry, gritted his teeth, and there was a pause under his feet, turned around, and shouted in a deep voice: "The Falling Soul Cliff belongs, cover the retreat of all fellow Daoists!"

Hearing this, several of Zhao Xuanlong's disciples slowed down, glanced at each other, and all gritted their teeth and stood beside Zhao Xuanlong.

"Zhao Xuanlong is grateful for the help of all fellow Daoists... After we are cut off for you, please retreat quickly, don't fall here!" Zhao Xuanlong's face turned pale, and he hugged his fists and thanked Qin Yunyu and the others who had also stopped over there.

"Thank you for your hospitality!" Behind him, all the disciples also bowed slightly, but after glancing at each other, several people suddenly made a move, and in the stunned eyes of everyone, restrained Zhao Xuanlong.

The leader stretched out his hand to pick up Zhao Xuanlong and threw it towards Qin Yunyu and the others, bowed his hand, and said sadly: "Please take the master away, we will break off for the seniors!"

"Bastard!" Zhao Xuanlong stiffened, and was followed by Qin Yunyu, and shouted angrily: "How can you block the Divine Power Realm!"

Several disciples glanced at each other, and suddenly they all laughed sadly, and they all bowed and arched their hands: "Master, remember to ask the king and the cliff master to avenge the disciples!"

After that, several people turned around, pulled out a short blade full of strange runes, looked at Hong Qingyun, who was rushing proudly, and Zhang Tianyu and others with excited faces behind him, raised their heads and laughed one by one, and sang in unison: "Now I have lost my soul, my soul is broken, and I will not enter reincarnation, I only wish that you will all fall into the soul!"

After singing the song, in Zhao Xuanlong's mournful roar, those short blades fell down in unison, straight into the left chest; in an instant, I saw several streams of blood spurt out suddenly, and a cold aura suddenly rose, and after circling around the five people, with a strong blood qi, they rushed towards Hong Qingyun and the others on the opposite side...

Looking at the five blood qi that soared into the sky, Zhao Xuanlong's eyes widened, the corners of his eyes cracked, and there were blood droplets falling...

"Red Blood Burns the Soul!"

Qin Yunyu, the night demon sect over there, looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but exclaim, with red blood burning souls, the soul of the person who cast it will inevitably be scattered, and it is impossible to reincarnate, but he didn't know that this person who fell into the soul cliff was so bloody!

It's no wonder that for hundreds of thousands of years, it has been the first sect of demon cultivation in this lower cultivation realm!

"Let's go! At most, they can only trap Hong Qingyun for a stick of incense! Don't let them sacrifice in vain!" Zhao Xuanlong roared in a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, everyone's expressions were stunned, and they immediately turned around and ran; a stick of incense is enough for everyone to run; but the other party still has that half-magic weapon-level magic weapon in his hand, and these five people are only afraid that they won't be able to withstand a stick of incense!

"Don't worry, I will give the king and the cliff master, today's hatred, I will remember the soul cliff!"

After shouting this sentence loudly at the disciples, although Zhao Xuanlong couldn't move, he bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and said sharply: "I, Zhao Xuanlong, swear that whoever touches the blood of my disciples will pay for it with his life!"

As soon as Zhao Xuanlong's words fell, the blood of the oath spurted out, and the blood qi that trapped Hong Qingyun and the others over there suddenly rose, stirring up this Zhang Tianyu and the others into a miserable scream, staggering!

The two seriously injured ones instantly spurted out a large mouthful of blood, and the wounds that had been controlled were also cracked open again, and the cold air invaded all over their bodies, and their faces turned pale in an instant.

Hong Qingyun shouted angrily, and a banner more than a foot long in his hand suddenly unfolded, and between the waves, purple light emerged, but it could only protect everyone and resist the pressure of the blood and qi mass.

It's just that at this time, the two seriously injured people were already stiff and fell to the ground, and there was no sound anymore!

Thousands of miles away, in the backyard of Donald Liu's house, there was a red magic circle that was a few feet wide, and he was sitting cross-legged in this red magic circle, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes low, and there was a slight flash of spiritual light in his chest.