The Great War has broken out!

The rumbling sound was loud, and the monks on both sides caught each other and tore each other up.

......

Pulling out the mountain without regrets is naturally to fight with the old man, and as soon as the two of them start fighting, it is a huge magic power.

One is Tu Xiu, between the pinching of the hand, suddenly the yellow sand storm rolls, and suddenly the mountain shadow is heavy, the light is dazzling, and the momentum is magnificent!

One is a blood path monk, whose body is filled with blood-colored mist, and between his hands, strange blood-colored fingers are vertical and horizontal, as if crisscrossing blood-colored strings, tearing and cutting out the opponent's supernatural powers, weakening the power layer by layer.

Rumble!

Rumble!

In the rumble, the figures of the two are also staggered like lightning, and the control of the vitality of the two and the reaction speed during the battle are all first-class, revealing rich combat experience.

"Boy, the old man's era, whether there is a past or not, it's not up to you to decide!"

Pull out the mountain without regrets.

He also said: "And this vertical and horizontal blood finger, decades ago, the old man has already seen it, your father can't help me, and you dare to take it out to offer ugliness?"

Outside the old man's body, unconsciously, an earthy yellow light had emerged, or rather, something more like a stone shell on the wall, enveloping him in the form of a stone man.

It looks bloated, but the speed of flying up is not slow at all.

Sneering –

Those bloody fingers, occasionally hitting his body, except for the splash of sparks, could not be broken at all.

"In that case, why can't you shrink back after so many years, isn't it just that you're worried, others can see that you, the guardian of the Bashan family, have already injured the Dao Ji, and there is no possibility of impacting the next great realm at all?"

The old man replied.

The mouth did not lose at all, but the words fell, and laughter began again.

The supernatural power also changed, a blood-colored flower-like spell, whistling, flying around, constantly deriving half, in the blink of an eye, it was hundreds or thousands.

Bang bang –

Pulling out the mountain without regrets, he slapped his palms continuously, and smashed those blood-colored flowers in the air.

But after the blood-colored flowers exploded, they immediately became flying rays again, blown by the wind, turned together, and continued to hit the mountain without regrets.

Bashan had no regrets, his face was not shocked, and he opened his mouth and vomited.

Whew-

In the whistling, flames burst out.

An earth cultivator actually used the strong fire method, and the blood-colored gas that burned turned into foul-smelling black smoke.

......

The old man was stunned!

After a closer look, there was clearly a fiery red bead-like magic weapon hidden in the other party's mouth, and he was obviously prepared.

"I forgot, that guy at Twenty-Seven has returned to your Bashan family, and he must have told you about his father's newly created spell!"

The old man said with a smile.

"In that case, I'll take some spells today that he hasn't seen before!"

Between talking and laughing, the spell changed again, and the bloody old monster must have passed on the best private goods to his own son.

Whew-

The wind roared, and endless blood qi flowed out of the old man's palm, condensing into a strange blood-colored world scene, which spread.

As far as he passed, those plants and trees corroded into blood-red clouds and smoke almost instantly, and the smell of foul smell and decay quickly diffused.

"Let's go!"

"Get out of the way!"

The other monks of the Bashan family shouted loudly and hurriedly flashed away, not daring to approach the battlefield between these two bigwigs at all.

Even so, there was still a slow runner, and after being swept up in the blood-colored world, the uncomfortable feeling was born quickly, as if half poisoned, and he hurriedly used his mana to suppress it.

This old guy who has no regrets naturally can't escape.

Hum!

With a cold snort, against the defensive spell, it was rushing.

Hard Battle!

Melee!

In the shortest possible time, kill the opponent.

This is how he dealt with the bloody hand monster back then, this time, will it still work?

......

In other directions, the other monks were also in full swing.

Pull out the mountains and fly the rain, pull out the mountains and fly the clouds to find the opponent one by one.

Most of the monks of the Bashan family were disciples of the bloody hand monster for the first time, and the first time they faced the strange blood path method, plus before, they were injured by the sneak attack from the heavens and the earth, and after the fight, they quickly fell into the wind.

The screams continued!

One by one, the monks of the mountain pulling family were recruited one after another.

"Don't panic, remember what the old man said to you before, the methods of the bloody monster are not uncrackable. ”

Cheers without regrets.

In the end, the old guy is the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Bashan family, everyone heard this, and instantly felt a lot of peace of mind, and some monks, while dodging, took out the pill and took it.

It seems to work, and the situation gradually stabilizes a little.

Among the crowds, only the mountain and the clouds are the best, after all, they are familiar with the opponent's methods, one person is besieged by three opponents, and they also have contacts and contacts, and they do not fall behind.

......

Little by little, time passed.

The situation seems to be deadlocked, and the disciples of the bloody old monster are not in a hurry to come up with any more powerful means, and they have no regrets and fight with the old man.

"Something is wrong!"

"How could my blood suddenly burn and burn dry?"

Moments later, there was a lot of alarm.

The monks of the Bashan family, as if they had seen a ghost, many of them looked horrified, all of them were the monks who had been attacked by the first wave of arrows in the sky before, and it was clearly the dead Qin Shiyu, who had been hit by the Blood Condensation Divine Finger.

"Hahaha-"

The old man laughed.

Bashan took the time to sweep his gaze without regrets, and his expression was also condensed, and he hurriedly shouted: "Feiyun, what strange tricks did they fall for." ”

“...... I do not know. ”

Bashan Feiyun replied with four words, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Grandfather, don't you understand? He must still be in league with these demons, he came here by fraud, otherwise how would they have found us. ”

Someone shouted in a hurry.

It's pulling out the mountains and flying rain, this person has also been hit by the blood condensation divine finger, feeling that death is coming, and under anxiety, his brain is also spinning.

When most of the monks heard this, they didn't believe it, if the mountain and the clouds were really a fraud, he didn't have to pretend to fight with the other party at the moment.

"Shut up!"

Pull out the mountain and drink without regrets.

No matter how the other party tracks it down, it is an indisputable fact that his side falls into the downwind, and if it drags on for a long time, it will definitely be more difficult to reverse the situation, and it must be decided as soon as possible!

......

"Withdraw!"

Soon, the shouting rang out.

On the side of the Bashan family, there are more people, as long as a few can escape, they can bring the news out, and then plan a counterattack in the future, after all, there are still a large number of clansmen on the side of the Bashan family.

Whew—

With the order of Bashan without regrets, the monks of the Bashan family fled one by one.

"Old thing, it's fast to escape. ”

The old man was also depressed, even more depressed about his younger brother, scattered the manpower, and still hasn't come back.

"Chase, don't let one go!"

In the shouting, the old man naturally chased after the mountain without regrets.