Seeing the spiritual shadow, the demon's heart throbbed slightly. I jumped for an unknown number of times. His eyes became anxious, and he regretted it in his heart, why didn't he stop her?

I can't tell you what it feels like, it's just a thought, and it moves in my heart for a moment.

The bat feather opened his eyes, aiming at the demon, and his brows were locked into pimples.

"These people are really terrible." The demon muttered a sentence, which can be regarded as untying his own knot. His gaze did not leave the place where the figure had disappeared.

The bat feather grinned and didn't say anything, feeling strange and funny in his heart.

There was a rustling sound from the nearby ancient maple forest, and the branches of the trees hung low. Several shadows sprang out of the forest, and in a blink of an eye, they reached the edge of the black snow.

"Dull Jun". The demon still remembered the name of this spirit girl, it was the spirit shadow who shouted, and he actually remembered it.

"Evil friends, don't ......."

The demon wanted to stop the dull jun, but he stopped talking. He lowered his hand and glared angrily.

"The spirits of the Blood Transformation Realm will participate, what you can't stop, life and death are not the destiny of heaven, find them yourself." The manta feather whispered slowly, twisting its loose beard.

"The old guy plays high and deep".

After waiting for more than a month, more than 10,000 groups entered the "Desolate Blood Cemetery", and the spirit people accounted for a small half. In the past few days, no cultivators have entered.

Manta Feather stretched wide. "Let's go, this time you can enter".

The demon jumped up, and he was going to die in a hurry these days. The old guy just won't leave, and the devil has scolded him in his heart.

The bat feather walked to the edge of the wasteland with his hands behind his back, stretched his neck and sniffed. sighed. "What a thick blood".

This old bat does have some skills, which is impressive. The demonic evil peeps at the taste and divine consciousness of the Great Perfection, but he can't sense the blood and qi in the wasteland.

The bats did not hesitate, followed behind the bats, and escaped into the "Wild Blood Cemetery".

The wasteland was exceptionally cool, with faint waves of snow flickering. The sky was clear, and there were a few faint clouds hanging from it.

Looking into the distance, the two colors of heaven and earth converge in the distant horizon.

Five rays of light and shadow, stepping on the quicksand microprint, escaped into the depths of the wasteland. On the black snow, only four sets of footprints remained.

I don't know how long I have been walking, large and small snow hills appeared on the wasteland, densely packed, and I couldn't help but feel a chill in my heart when I looked at it.

This is the cemetery in the wasteland, where the bones of many cultivators of the Blood Transformation Realm are buried. Listen to the manta feather said, when you are intercepted, don't touch the snow and sand. No matter how high the realm is, it will be swallowed up by it.

"Hehehe! There was the sound of grinding teeth in the grave.

In the dense mound, there was a pile of bare rocks, and several blood clan cultivators were holding blood swords, and clouds of yellow and clear smoke rose from their feet.

Bat Feather was stunned for a moment, and when he saw that it was the Blood Clan, a smile appeared on his face. "Blood friend, I am close friends with the blood leader in the clan, can you give way."

The Blood Clan cultivators glanced at each other and shook their heads. "The Blood Leader recognizes that there are only a thousand 'Blood Dragon Crystals'."

"Confused! Blood friends have been squatting for more than a month, blocking a few, are you sure that they will be able to stop us? This battle is more than a month, and the Blood Spirit Festival is over."

The eyes of the Blood Clan cultivators were wide, and they woke up like from a dream. Glaring at the batfeathers fiercely. "See you on Blood Spirit".

Manta Feather laughed and waved his hand. "We'll meet".

The demon looked at the treacherous look on the bat feather's face and knew why it was the last to enter the wasteland. "What an old slippery head".

"These wooden fish heads, how to turn into spirits". Bat Feather scolded. The bats behind him burst out laughing. The old bat really has a way.

"Hurry up, go quickly, it's late, close the city gates, and we're in ruins."

A dark shadow rushed out. The bat feather glared at the triangular eyes, and realized that the demon had escaped in the wrong direction. "Boy, don't run around".

A few breaths later, in the depths of the wasteland, lightning and thunder roared, and piles of bonfires burning red and translucent in the black snow covered the valley of the ditch.

A spider man with a disheveled head stood on the bald stone with a flaming twin shuttle, staring at blood-red eyes, and the spider figure behind him fangs and claws. On the opposite side, there was a diagonal cut on the armor of the spirit, and blood gushed out and flowed down the back.

Several battle groups were divided into the air, and the blood qi formed an arc, covering the fighting cultivators.

The black light flashed, and the demon stood a hundred feet away with a bow.

There were several pops, and the fighting warbands parted. The spider clan retreated to the bald stone, and the blood and qi of the airspace became more solemn.

The spirit who jumped out of the battle group was shocked when he saw the Demon Worm. The two clans have been fighting here for more than ten days, and it is clear how to suddenly kill a demon worm. Cultivators of different races know that those who can come to Spirit Blood City are all Rabang Junction Fire.

Whoosh! The four batats stopped behind the Bugmen.

The spirit man's face instantly darkened. He took a step back, and gradually showed his intention to retreat.

When the spider clan saw the demon insect clan and the bat clan, they immediately came to the spirit. "Bat friend, help me wait for the destruction of the Spirit Clan, and go to the Blood Spirit City together."

Manta Feather pulled down the demon. He smiled and said, "We pass by, you continue to fight."

The demon did not move, and looked at the spiritual priest standing in the blood air. This wisp of blood was both familiar and unfamiliar, and it made him throb a little.

The skull claw condensed a terrifying claw shadow, instantly locking the shin of the spirit's neck. The demon demon shot too quickly, and the cultivators on both sides moved, and only then did they see what was going on. The Blood-Armored Spirit Warrior had fallen into the hands of the Demon Worm Warrior.

"Ahh

Poof! A stream of blood spurted out of Lingyu's nose and mouth, and his neck ached, as if it had been pinched off by demons.

The manta feather glared, it had not been optimistic about the Demon Worm Warrior. I didn't see it, this kid shot too fast. actually caught the spirit man with one move, even he didn't have such a big certainty.

The demon stared at the half-dazed spirit priest in his hand, frowning. What does this spiritual man have to do with him?

When the spiders saw this, they surrounded the spirits.

The face of the spirit clan spirit is covered with frost, there is Lingyu here, the two sides talk about a tie, and no one can take each other for a while, it's hard to say now.

"What are you still fighting, when is this coming".

The spider was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what the demon insect man meant, and looked at the sky, and his face changed greatly. "Go".

"I'll torture"! The bat feather pulled out the "three-fingered hanging claw". I can't figure out what the demons are trying to do.

"Lingyu"! The demon muttered, and the shadow of the claws trembled, sending Lingyu back to the Lingclan.

The spirits' eyes widened, the Demon Worm Clan was so kind that they were able to let them go.

"Let's go, enter the Blood Spirit City."

"Oops!" bat feather twitched. "Can the kid be a little bloody, just kill the spirit clan."

When the spirits heard this, their faces sank. Look back at the Bat Clan.

The demon didn't squeak, and his eyes were confused. He had the urge to kill the spirit, and he couldn't think of a reason why he wanted to kill him. But when I think of that little spirit girl, I can't do it, and I can't tell what has to do here.

"There is spirituality in all things". After the demon finished speaking, he took his bow and walked towards the depths of the Desolate Blood Graveyard.

"Everything has a spirit," said the bat feather shook his head. What bullshit theory, Lao Tzu is also in a hurry to enter the Blood Spirit City, otherwise, he will not release the spirit man.

The spirits stared at the black back, their eyes confused. This sentence is too philosophical, and it doesn't seem like a foreign race can say it. However, it is.

"Lingyu is fine!" Jian Yu held the Lingshi.

"It's okay, a moment of negligence". Lingyu can only comfort himself like this. The magic of the demon insect is strange, he always stares at it, and he doesn't even see the magic condensation, and it falls into his hands.

"Let's go, go to Spirit Blood City".

Lingyu wiped the blood line from the corner of his mouth and fled to the depths of the wasteland.

The clouds floating in the distance, the black snow moved. An aura of light stopped in front of this bloody bald stone.

"Ouch! I just got over the fight here, and there's no end to it." The pouting of the pouting spirit escaped from the aura.

"Your mother, you called Wuyazi". The black-armored spirit man swayed out and scolded fiercely.

"Oh, oh, oh, the master". Yu Ba gritted his teeth and smiled.

Qiu Jian followed out with a double hook and nodded at Yu Ba's nose. "Something to say".

"That's fine, I've only been out of office for half a year, and I can't change my words."

"Alright, don't horn, go collect the essence blood." Wu Yazi stared.

Yu Ba muttered and fled towards the blood mist and took out the blood beads.

Qiu Jian scratched his scalp. "Senior brother, your treasure map is really fake, what kind of place is this."

Wu Yazi touched his beard, took out the crystal shaft from his arms, glanced at Yu Ba, quietly pulled it away, and gently stroked.

"It should be here, not far away."

"Hahaha! I saw it." Yu Ba stretched out his head at some point, and jumped to the side with a glance.

"Yu Ba, if you commit it again, our agreement will be terminated." Wu Yazi put away the crystal shaft and broke it.

Yu Ba pouted generously. "Seriously, if you can't find the soul master, who will mess with you."

Wu Yazi's eyes fell on the blood bead on the overlord's hand, and snatched it away.

"Hey"!

Wu Yazi glared at the blood bead and turned his head to look at Qiu Jian. "Brother, look".

Qiu Jian took the blood bead suspiciously, and when Wu Yazi grabbed the blood bead, he had already sensed it. After receiving the hand, he hissed and breathed in a cool breath. "It's him"!

Wu Yazi nodded. Yu Ba's eyes widened, he was angry just now, and he didn't pay attention to the essence of the blood. "Who is it"!

The three saints followed the soul master into the gate of the spiritual realm, and when they arrived at the spiritual realm, because the realm was not reached, they stayed in the spiritual slave hall. Coincidentally, they were rescued by the mysterious spirit of the spirit realm, and for some reason they were sent to a foreign land. also passed on the "Blood Soul Dafa". As for who the Great Spirit is, they don't know. However, after learning the "Blood Soul Dafa", the realm has advanced by leaps and bounds, and now it has reached the third order of the incarnation realm. If you don't reach the fifth order of the incarnation realm, you can't ascend, and there are no records of a few people in the spirit realm at all.

"Who else could it be". Wu Yazi threw the blood bead to Yu Ba.

"I'm tortured, how is this lord, mother, not dead." Yu Ba almost burst with the blood beads. If it weren't for the distress of the spirit stone, .......

"Take it back and sell it for a high price". Yu Ba yelled angrily.

Wu Yazi and Qiu Jian stared at the vast black snow. The Spirit Ancestor asked them to come here to collect spiritual blood, and repeatedly instructed them not to go deep into the wasteland.

"Listen to the Spirit Ancestor".

Qiu Jian nodded, they could come here, they were already dead. Don't dare to make any more mistakes. Murderous in the foreign land, every beast can kill them.

"Yu Ba, don't look at it". Boundless, the sword of revenge escaped into the aura.

Yu Ba squinted his eyes and stared at the black domain. "Is the soul master also here?"