Chapter 162: The Death of Winged Remnant Cloud
The blood-colored barrier and the large array were unexpectedly ignited by the countless thin flames, and the flames that were ignited more and more gradually ignited the entire blood array.
And the three demon cultivators actually felt that their bodies began to heat up slowly, and a burning pain crept up from their feet to the top of their heads, hot their eyes, and they realized at this time that this high-level monk was really going to eradicate them here.
In order to solve the problem, these high-level demon cultivators cut their wrists at once, and the blood stained the sword body red, and the patterns on the sword body showed the general vision of flames burning after sucking the blood.
He touched his wrist to seal the wound, and rushed towards the three demon cultivators with a sword in his cold eyes, with a killing intent in his eyes that could not be concealed at all.
With a sword, he pierced through the ghostly man sitting there holding the spirit flag and the bone exorcism bell, and burned the spirit flag into a pile of smoke and dust with two clusters of flames, and the bone exorcism bell was crushed with force under his feet.
He also threw out a few flames to trap the two demon cultivators who wanted to escape.
And the two demon cultivators who were trapped by him with a few flames could only watch as the high-ranking monk walked over with a sword, and his light-colored clothes were stained with some blood, looking like a dark night Shura.
And they could only watch with wide eyes as he directly destroyed their dantian with his sword, not even giving them a chance to let out a cry of pain.
The high-ranking monk threw the three demon cultivators and their magic weapons together, and slashed them with a sword, and the three people and the magic weapons all turned into a pile of powder.
And he looked up at the blood array that was still burning, and another sword slashed over, and the blood array suddenly burned violently, and finally disappeared in mid-air
And countless monks all joined the battle, and they all killed those demon cultivators, demon clans, and demons who saw the ferocity for the first time.
Seeing that the high-level cultivators who suddenly appeared were so powerful, this group of demon cultivators actually destroyed their blood sacrifice array, and hurriedly called the leader of this operation.
I saw Wing Remnant Cloud walk out, looking at the high-level monk in front of him, looking at the blood sacrifice array he destroyed, and revealing a cruel smile: "This is not Xiao Ning, the son of Elder Chen Ning of the Cangyun Sect, why don't you go to your mother who dug your father's heart?"
Xiao Ning clenched the magic sword in his hand, and the joints of his bones turned white.
Wing Remnant Cloud didn't seem to waste too much time on Xiao Ning, he stretched out two hands, and those two hands flashed red.
The corpses lying on the ground poured blood into the palms of Yi Yuyun's hands, his entire face was distorted, and his body was constantly expanding, looking very strange.
Xiao Ning looked at this terrifying and weird side, and was slightly shocked in his heart, but he didn't see any fluctuations on his face: "This is the ninth layer of the Blood Demon Skill. I didn't expect you to refine the Blood Demon Skill. ”
But he couldn't help but clench the magic sword in his hand even more, and a little bit of fire came out of the tip of the sword.
At this time, a man suddenly flew up and stood beside him.
Xiao Ning glanced at the person who came, and his heart skipped a beat, it was A-Niang.
Chen Ningran stood there holding the sword of affection, and couldn't help but praise Xiao Ning: "It's very good!"
Xiao Ning didn't expect her to praise herself, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was even worse.
The two of them glanced at each other, and rushed forward at the same time with a tacit understanding, Xiao Ning pointed to the ground in front of him, and one jumped and flew above Wing Remnant Cloud, and the magic sword in his hand aimed at Wing Remnant Cloud's head and stabbed downward.
Chen Ningran, on the other hand, broke through from the side, intending to cut off the two arms of Wing Yunyun at his extremely fast speed.
The two of them moved at the same time, and at this time, of course, Yi Qianyun noticed these two movements, and he didn't care about continuing to suck the blood, so he hurriedly slapped upward, and then dodged Chen Ningran's sword.
Because the distance was too close to dodge, Xiao Ning was hit by a palm, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and sneered.
The tenth layer of this blood demon skill is really powerful, and he was injured with one palm before he succeeded, and it seems that he has to deal with it.
And Chen Ningran saw that Yi Zhiyun had injured his son, and a sneer appeared on his always gentle face.
She untied the bracelet that sealed the cultivation, and the momentum on her body was fully opened, since at this time, there was no need to hide her strength.
She flew the sword of affection in the air, holding countless pills and poison pills in her hand, all of which flew over, and those pills collided with each other to form a poisonous mist that obscured his vision, eroding his skin outside in a pit and pits.
Wing Xuanyun's body was bleeding, and there was a sharp pain everywhere on his body, he looked at this woman in disbelief, he didn't expect Chen Ningran to suppress cultivation all along, so the other elders of the Cangyun Sect were also like this?
And he could only watch Chen Ningran cut off his two arms, and even sealed his mouth, so that he couldn't even cry out in pain.
And Xiao Ning's sword was already against his throat, and if he moved slightly, the magic sword would cut his throat, and blood would gush out, and he would die here like these demon cultivators, maybe not even a whole corpse
Chen Ningran washed the blood on the sword with his spiritual power, looked at Yi Xuanyun and said, "What is the purpose of your massacre this time?"
Yi Qianyun just looked at her coldly, without words.
And Chen Ningran just smiled gently, and didn't seem to be annoyed by Yi Yunyun's attitude at all.
She put the poisonous needle above the eyes of Yi Qianyun, and said with a smile: "If you don't, this poisonous needle will pierce your brain from your eyes, and your eyes will suddenly turn into a stream of blood flowing down, then it is your eyes! Maybe this poisonous needle will also pierce your brain, aren't you afraid?"
"Still don't you?" Chen Ningran raised his voice.
Yi Zhiyun still didn't speak.
Chen Ningran's hand holding the poisonous needle was close to Yi Qianyun's eyelids, as long as he used a little force, he could pierce the thin eyelids, and Yi Qianyun could also feel that the needle tip was on his eyelids, and even when he couldn't help blinking his eyes, the needle tip slashed through his eyelids and brought a tingling pain.
Frightened, he still didn't speak.
Chen Ningran knew that Wing Remnant Cloud would not send out any information, and Wing Huifeng didn't care about his life or death at all.
So she raised her eyes and glanced at Xiao Ning.
Xiao Ning immediately understood what she meant, and the remnant sword in his hand slashed Wing Remnant Yun's throat with a single force, blood gushed out, and Chen Ning Ran pierced the poisonous needle into Wing Remnant Cloud's heart.
Seeing that the body of the Wing Remnant Cloud was melted into a pool of blood by the poisonous needle, Chen Ningran's face was a little ugly, it seems that there is a catastrophe in the Divine Dragon Continent this time!