The originally smiling face of the golden-robed Jindan period monk who stood in the air changed slightly, and the wide sleeves seemed to flutter lightly and slowly and slowly.

"......Evil animal!"

The powerful mana from the Jindan stage monk seemed to be slowly and quickly surging towards the Heavenly Turning Golden Seal, and it was actually injected into the Heavenly Turning Golden Seal before the Blood Jiao Demon Soul Jiaowei came into contact with the Heavenly Turning Golden Seal.

After the Heavenly Golden Seal was injected with mana, it suddenly shrank rapidly, and in a twist, it changed direction and smashed into Jiao's back.

The tail of the Blood Jiao Demon Soul was suddenly thrown into the air, but the shrunken golden seal of the sky was slapped on the back of the Jiao and directly penetrated the Jiao's body.

The sky-turning golden seal penetrated behind Jiao, and it didn't even look back, and it didn't enter the mouth of the golden-robed Jindan period monk in the blink of an eye. The body of the Blood Jiao Demon Soul was pierced by the Heavenly Turning Golden Seal, leaving a huge hole in its body, and strangely there was no blood flowing out.

The huge pain caused the blood Jiao demon soul to roar a tragic roar in mid-air, and the huge body swirled and flew, suddenly setting off a more dense and crazy wind blade, the whistling wind wind blade swept the world crazily, and the figure of the Jindan period monk in a golden robe was blurred into the wind blade.

The howling wind blade blew through a large area of the tree that had been cut off by the previous wind blade, and continued to spread around.

The sound of "click" and "click" continued, dozens of big trees were directly cut and broken, and other big trees in the distance were also cut off, and the leaves were blown all over the sky, and countless fallen leaves and gravel flew up from the forest of this Tieling Mountain.

The Wind Blade produced by the thriving and flying Blood Jiao Demon Soul, which was several times larger, caused a momentum that was several times more violent than just now.

Listening to the dense sound of rain hitting plantains outside the blood-red aura shield emitted by the triangle, and looking at the dark red light that kept flickering, Xiong Liehuang's face was pale, but his gaze was still firm.

The Blood Jiao Sword hung in the air above Xiong Liehuang's head, and the blood-red light flickered. Xiong Liehuang's hands were like lightning and flint with complex handprints, there were words in his mouth, all kinds of handprints and spells, like a marquee, quickly drilled into the blood Jiao sword, when the last law was smashed into the blood Jiao sword, the blood Jiao demon soul in the high air like a mad demon, finally gradually regained its calm, the blood Jiao demon soul was pierced by the heavenly gold seal, and the huge hole left behind finally gradually closed, but the color was obviously lighter than other places.

The Blood Jiao Demon Soul quickly flew in the direction of Xiong Liehuang as if it had received some kind of command, its body gradually shrunk and became smaller, and when it entered the blood red aura shield emitted by the triangle, it finally regained its size by a few inches, hovering and dancing on the Blood Jiao Sword, and finally drilled into the Blood Jiao Sword, flying and wrapped around the sword body of the Blood Jiao Sword, like a carving.

The golden-robed Jindan period monk standing in the air with his hands in his hands, the protective light shield around his body had been opened, and the violent wind blade that seemed to destroy the world could not help him at all, and his expression was already calm.

"Patriarch Xiong, you can actually let the Blood Jiao Sword exert such strength, and take my blow, it is enough to be proud!"

"Senior!" Until now, Xiong Liehuang is still respectful to the Jindan period monk in the golden robe, "The junior is willing to offer a million low-grade spirit stones, and the two things that the junior can do, I beg you to raise your noble hand and spare my three lives!"

"Humph!

The golden-robed Jindan monk remained indifferent.

"Senior!" The monk of the foundation building period who didn't speak much with Xiong Liehuang suddenly stood up tremblingly, "What our patriarch gave you is the bottom line that the juniors can come up with, if the seniors insist on killing them all, then the juniors will be forced to sacrifice the sword with their bodies, and at that time, the Blood Jiao Sword will exert the strength of a true seventh-order demon beast, although it won't be too long, but it will still have a certain impact on the seniors." If the true king of the Demon Beast Mountain Range arrives here within this time, it will be very difficult for the seniors to retreat......

"That's right! If the two of us sacrifice the sword together, even if we can't hurt our seniors, if we delay a little time, we are confident that there is still a little possibility!"

The monk who had spoken a lot of words also stood up and spoke in a trembling voice, although his tone was humble, but the meaning of sacrificing one's life for righteousness in his words was clearly expressed.

"You are so bold! How dare you threaten the old man!"

The golden-robed Jindan period monk shot a fierce light in his eyes, obviously really angry, and looked like he was about to attack again.

"Senior, wait!" Xiong Liehuang said anxiously to stop, "How dare the juniors threaten the seniors, just put themselves in the shoes of the seniors, you must know that this is the Warcraft Mountain Range, a Jindan period monk kills at will in it, if it is really urgent to force the king of the Warcraft Mountain Range, it mobilizes a boundless high-level demon beast to attack the seniors, although the seniors are brave and invincible, but after retreating from the enemy, they will inevitably be greatly injured, and if they want to recover from their original state, I am afraid it will take a lot of effort, for the sake of these cheap lives of the juniors, and it is really not worth it!"

"What a sharp-toothed Xiong Liehuang, what did you just say? If you can give the old man two million lower grade spirit stones, then it is not completely impossible to let you live!"

The golden-robed Jindan period monk withdrew his soul coercion, and seemed to have some intentions. There was a hint of vague abuse in his eyes.

The three people in the blood-red aura shield emitted by the triangle glanced at each other, and they all saw a little surprise in each other's eyes, since there was a possibility of negotiation, then the lives of the three of them were likely to be saved.

"Okay! Since the seniors have opened Chrysostom, the juniors can't live up to the kindness of the seniors, and I agree to the seniors' requests!"

Xiong Liehuang gritted his teeth and took out two million lower-grade spirit stones, although he would have a long time of pain, but compared to life, it was insignificant.

Immediately, Xiong Liehuang turned over his hand and took out two storage bags for spirit stones, and threw them to the golden-robed Jindan period monk who was standing in the air.

The golden-robed Jindan period monk stretched out his hand to catch it, put it away without looking at it, and then said: "I also like that blood sword, why don't you be generous with the bear patriarch, and give it to the old man as well, okay?"

"Seniors, are you joking with the juniors? Just now, the seniors promised to give ...... as long as the juniors give them."

As soon as he said this, Xiong Liehuang closed his mouth. The other party just said, "Let them live, it's not impossible to do this", how did he promise himself?

"Oh, reluctantly? ”

The golden-robed Jindan period monk's face turned cold, and the playful sneer also came.