"What a big breath, in hundreds of years, you are the first person to dare to threaten Blood Lion City like this. The Blood Lion Ancestor was furious when he heard this, "Don't say that you don't know if the person you are looking for is in Blood Lion City, even if you know, it is impossible to hand over a ghost clan to you." ”

Lu Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly said that he was probably a little frightened when he saw this Xuan Nightmare Ghost King killing the green-robed old man and the demon eagle with a strength of more than ten orders one after another, this blood lion ancestor was a human race monk after all, and at this time he had two arms.

There were thousands of monks watching below, if the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King was allowed to loot in the city for a while, the face of the Blood Lion Ancestor would be gone.

"Boom, the old man hasn't slaughtered the city for hundreds of years. Since you are looking for death, the old man will fulfill you. The Nightmare Ghost King laughed strangely.

"Don't be ashamed!" The man in white had a violent temperament, and at first he couldn't hold it back, and when he stretched out his hand, a Fang Tian gold seal soared.

The heavenly gold seal was covered with the clouds in the distance, and the golden light burst out, as if the sky was about to be crushed.

The woman in white sacrificed a cyan zither, stretched out her fingers and flicked it, the zither flew forward, and Fang Tianjinyin left and right, the zither played in the void, the zither strings plucked by themselves, and the dizzy energy came out from the zither.

"Blood Sea Lion Domain!" "Facing the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King in front of him, the Blood Lion Ancestor looked a lot more dignified, his mouth coldly spit out the numbers, opened his mouth and spit out, a white vial spit out, the white vial poured, a large amount of blood-like liquid poured out of it, and in a blink of an eye, it had spread to the air within ten miles, and the blood waves rolled. The waves crashed against the clouds.

The blood lion under the throne of the blood lion ancestor saw this scene and looked up and sighed.

Lu Xiaotian also covered his ears, but his eyes were intently watching the scene of the Infant Ancestor in the air fighting with the Xuanwei Ghost King. With his status, it was not easy to see the Yuanying Monk fight with his own eyes.

As for the others, they either showed some excitement on their faces, or they were afraid, lest they be affected by the great war between the Ancestor and the Ghost Clan. This is no joke, even if it is hit by a small chaotic force, it may be the end of the body and spirit. Especially those foundation building monks, as well as those monks in the Qi refining period. Once affected, death is almost certain.

The Blood Lion Ancestor made a monstrous move, far beyond Lu Xiaotian's imagination, but seeing the immovable clouds like a mountain on the opposite side, Lu Xiaotian had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Ghost!" Sure enough, Lu Xiaotian's guess didn't last long, and the rolling clouds coldly spit out two words.

The size of a fist, the green eyes were as cold as a 10,000-year-old cold pool.

The clouds rolled for a while, and a small round ball that was black but a little more than a foot square slowly left from the clouds, and then gradually rose.

Lu Xiaotian looked at it from a distance, as if a black sun was rising in the sky, the black ball didn't look big, but the Blood Lion City, which covered a wide area, looked extremely small under the reflection of the black ball.

The silk threads shine like the light of the black sun.

The blood sea lion domain began to steam at a speed that was visible to the naked eye under the reflection of the black sun. Turned into a puff of white gas and disappeared.

And the Tianjin Seal and the cyan zither didn't seem to be able to withstand the exposure of the black sun, and the golden light of the Yantian Gold Seal was constantly eaten by the black silk threads. The sharp sound of the cyan zither in the air seemed to turn into a whimper at this time.

"What?" Blood Lion Ancestor, the men and women in white all changed color, and it seemed that it was a little difficult to accept the scene in front of them. Each of them blushed, and the monstrous mana surged out, as if they wanted to hold up another piece of heaven under the reflection of this black sun, the golden light was magnificent, and the guzheng played wildly. The sea of blood rolls, and the lion roars.

The sun-like black threads seemed to fade somewhat, but soon, they were shrouded again.

Watching the black sun gradually climb, the infinite darkness shrouded it, and in the blink of an eye, it was about to cover the entire Blood Lion City, and Lu Xiaotian's face sank like water. The pale red light flashed behind him, his wings moved slightly, and the person had quickly jumped out of the Blood Lion City, he had a feeling that if the black sun covered the entire Blood Lion City and locked him, he would not be able to escape if he wanted to.

In a hurry, Lu Xiaotian glanced back, and a large number of Qi Refining Cultivators were reflected by the black sun, and the ghost qi covered the sky. The bodies of thousands of Qi Refining Stage cultivators actually began to melt like ice and snow.

The terrible screams were one after another. These melted Qi Refining Cultivators turned into a trace of eerie ghostly energy, and occasionally a few monks would only melt their flesh and blood due to their higher cultivation, turning into a half-crippled, or complete white bone, and the faint phosphorus fire in their eyes was full of faults. It seems to have become a skeleton with extremely low spiritual sense.

In the distance, under the light of the black sun, the Blood Lion City was completely shrouded in an eerie aura. And the half-empty Blood Lion Ancestor, a man and woman in white. At this time, it was like bathing in the black inky sun, and the surface of the body was covered with a layer of black, and it was no longer clear how they looked like, but from their violently changing movements, it could be seen that several people were struggling in extreme pain.

Lu Xiaotian's heart was in an unprecedented panic, in the entire Blood Lion City, those remaining Jindan monks fled for their lives, and there were also many people who saw the opportunity early and escaped from the city, these people fled in all directions, lest they stay in the Blood Lion City for another moment.

Barren mountains and mountains, demon birds frighten, demon beasts run. The surrounding spirit trees and spirit grasses are withering at a speed visible to the naked eye and losing their vitality. The originally lush Blood Lion City and the surrounding area for hundreds of miles have become desolate.

The originally vibrant city is now like purgatory. The monks who did not have time to flee were all destroyed in the dark sun, or turned into half-mutilated skeletons.

The power of the ghost king in the later stage is so great that Lu Xiaotian's heart is not desolate, it is himself at this time, under the fierce power of the other party, he is also like a mustard.

In mid-air, the Blood Lion Ancestor and his spirit beast Blood Lion, as well as the men and women in white, their bodies had begun to dissolve, leaving only the feet below the waist still struggling.

The Bat King Law Wing behind Lu Xiaotian fanned fiercely. There is no longer the slightest fluke, I just want to escape as far as I can, and the farther away from this terrible Xuan Nightmare Ghost King, the better.

"Do you think you can escape?" the voice of the Nightmare Ghost King came from behind, floating strangely.

Lu Xiaotian was cold and rancid for a while, but there was a sneer in his heart, although you are powerful, it is definitely not that no one can cure it, it is not true that you can treat yourself as a god cultivator, there are also great monks in the late Yuan Infant period among the human race, and they may not be able to suppress your ghost clan.

The mountains and rivers retreated at an alarming speed under their feet, and the harmless city was getting closer and closer, and was chased by this Xuanwu Ghost King to the point that there was almost no way to go to the sky, and there was no way to enter the ground, at this time, except for the harmless city, Lu Xiaotian really had a feeling that there was nowhere to escape. What is that Yin Devouring Ghost Wheel, which is worthy of such a big deal by the Xuan Nightmare Ghost King?