Outside, Li Hui was still attacking frantically, and at this time, he had no better way but to use this most brutal and primitive method to break the formation, hoping to cause some damage to this blood altar and stop Lu Wuya's progress in condensing the blood infant.

Li Hui didn't know that Lu Wuya was using the blood demon clone to cultivate the blood infant demon skill, but he also knew that the monk's advancement was the most taboo to disturb, once he was invaded by external forces, he might go mad and fall into the devil, and he could not control his spiritual power at a critical moment, and his success would fail, although this Lu Wuya was not a real advanced primordial infant, but these should also have some impact.

But I didn't expect that although the real situation was a little biased, the effect was not much worse if it was crooked.

Boom!

On the Blood Altar, the blood curtain had begun to fade slightly, and the vibration caused by each attack became more violent.

In the array, Lu Wuya's face became more and more ugly, and at this time, the instilled spiritual qi pillar was obviously unstable, and he was in contact with the blood demon, so he naturally knew the condition of the blood baby at this time.

There is still half of it, and this blood baby will be completely condensed, and then this blood demon clone will be able to exert the combat power of the Yuan Infant Stage, but at this moment, the supply of heaven and earth spiritual energy is insufficient, and the blood baby whose aura is constantly rising, suddenly the spiritual power growth has become slow, and there is even a faint sign of instability.

"As long as I go out and hold this person for enough time, this blood demon clone can be refined, and when the time comes, what am I afraid of, I don't believe that I can't hold a monk of the same level!" Lu Wuya's face froze, and he made a decision.

The ghost magic weapon in his hand suddenly became entangled with black qi and became ghostly.

Outside the Blood Altar, Li Hui slashed at the blood curtain with a sword, and he was also a little anxious in his heart, he attacked so violently, the other party was indifferent, and he didn't know if it had caused some impact.

"I can only summon the Cold Flame Jiao out and shoot together. Li Hui's heart moved slightly.

Cold Flame Jiao originally didn't plan to make a move at this time, but as a surprise soldier, he would be caught off guard when facing that Lu Wuya, but if he really let the other party's Blood Infant Demon succeed, then even if he joined forces with Cold Flame Jiao, he might not be his opponent, and he would not break the formation early.

Just as Li Hui was about to summon the Cold Flame Jiao out, there was a fluctuation in the blood curtain in front of him, and a huge ghost hand poked out from the blood curtain and grabbed down towards the top of Li Hui's head.

The giant sword in Li Hui's hand?? The giant sword was about to slash down towards the blood curtain again, and with a sharp gaze, the sword momentum turned instantly, and it met the falling ghost hand.

Bang!

The ghost hand was hit by Li Hui's strong blow, and it flew upside down and retracted into the blood altar, but the next moment, a black mist flew out of the blood altar and fell in a cage, enveloping Li Hui in it.

Li Hui instantly felt that his divine consciousness was imprisoned in this black mist, unable to sense the outside world, and his heart sank, and the sword in his hand turned into countless sword lights and stabbed in all directions.

Bang Bang!

Sure enough, in the black mist, a pitch-black ghost hand grabbed it unknowingly and was blocked by the Immortal Slashing Sword. But no matter how much Li Hui urged the Immortal Slashing Sword, he couldn't dispel this black mist.

At this time, there were bursts of low crying from the ghost mist, like a resentful woman whimpering in a low voice, this cry entered his ears, Li Hui only felt extremely irritable, and his mind became restless.

Suddenly, the woman's whimper turned into a terrible cry, like the frightened neighing of a tanuki in the middle of the night, which was terrifying, and at the same time, accompanied by that terrible ghost cry, Li Hui only felt a tingling pain in his brain, and he was a little dizzy.

"Hmph!" Li Hui reacted instantly, running the Divine Exterminating Technique, within the sea of consciousness, the Sun Star and the Taiyin Star lit up together, emitting a burst of brilliant light, forming a huge wave of divine consciousness, sweeping away in all directions, at the same time, the golden light on Li Hui's body flowed, and his body quickly moved sideways to the side.

The ghost's cry disappeared suddenly, and Li Hui's consciousness regained clarity, but he found that a huge ghost hand was grabbing towards his chest, and without the slightest hesitation, he slashed the immortal sword towards the ghost hand.

It turned out that Lu Wuya took advantage of the moment when Li Hui was trapped in the black fog and was confused by the ghost sound, so he quickly made a sneak attack, thanks to Li Hui's quick reaction, his body moved a few feet sideways, but the ghost hand also turned and followed.

By the time Li Hui noticed the move, it was already a little late, almost at the same time as the sword fell, the ghost hand also pressed on Li Hui's chest, and suddenly a burst of blood light lit up on the ghost hand, and at the front of the ghost hand, five sharp blood-red ghost thorns suddenly burst out, stabbing towards Li Hui's heart.

Zheng!

The bloody stab of the ghost hand was stabbed in Li Hui's chest, like a golden iron, and there was a sound, but it was not able to pierce into it at all, and at the same time, the sword of the immortal slashing had fallen, and the ghost hand was cut away.

The ghost's hand shrank and turned into a black mist and flew back.

Li Hui was taken aback in his heart, and there was a faint tingling sensation in his chest, the grasp just now, if it weren't for the strong ** of his forging body, he would have to let the ghost claw open his chest and dig out his heart. In his heart, he secretly said that this Lu Wuya was so vicious, and he didn't check it, and he almost caught his way.

The reason why he was able to block the blow of this ghost hand was not only because of his forging gold body, but also because of the timely blocking of the sword of the Immortal Slash, so that the ghost hand was powerless, so that the physical defense was not broken.

And Lu Wuya, who was outside the black mist, was even more shocked in his heart, he knew the power of this Yin Demon Magic Weapon best, it definitely belonged to the best of the human-level magic weapons, and he was directly chasing the earth-level magic weapon, and he was actually resisted by the other party with his physical body, and he turned out to be a body refining cultivator. The fear in his eyes was even greater.

You must know that body refining cultivators are extremely rare, and the advancement of body refining is extremely difficult, if ordinary monks are dual cultivation of the Dharma body, firstly, there is no good body refining exercises, and secondly, they are too delayed in refining qi cultivation, and if they are not careful, they will be wasted, and in the end, they will waste their longevity yuan but achieve nothing.

But if you really cultivate ** to the extreme, your strength is definitely above that of a Qi refining cultivator of the same level.

Li Hui seemed to be advancing at a great speed, and his cultivation speed was extremely fast, but in fact, the hardships and efforts he put in were no less than those of any cultivator of the same level. In the extreme environment of the Demon Valley, he has been cultivating for more than 20 years, and he has been subjected to dozens or even hundreds of times the gravity all the time, and he has been cultivating all the time, which is why he has today's cultivation.

Although a monk's twenty years of retreat is nothing, in fact, very few people can do it, because cultivation is not only about sitting in a cave and absorbing spiritual energy, but also requires a large number of spirit stones and pills to assist. Working behind closed doors will never work.

Li Hui has the immortal mansion left by Yuan Hao's real person, so he doesn't have to worry about the spirit stone, and he also has a rare environment to cultivate in the Demon Suppression Valley, and more importantly, he has a tribulation monk on his side to guide him!

And a monk like Lu Wuya not only had to pay attention to his own cultivation, but also had to deal with some things in the sect, fighting for power and profit, and he didn't know how much worse than Li Hui's cultivation environment.

However, this Lu Wuya's supernatural powers must not be underestimated. is the wind that is thousands of miles, and he thinks that his supernatural powers are above this Lu Wuya, but he really fights with his life, and he is also afraid of Lu Wuya. Because what this person is good at is all kinds of sneak attacks, magic powers, and the ability to use everything around him into his own murderous aura, and his cultivation can often be played for a long time.

Cultivating is important, but the experience and vision of fighting are more important, and only if you can make full use of your advantages and make the most appropriate decisions, you are the king of the fighting method. Otherwise, there will be no such thing as defeating the strong with the weak, and the two only need to throw the magic weapon around without skill, and collide to see who has more brute force to win.

Although Li Hui didn't have a lot of experience in fighting methods, he was almost caught up in the face of an old fox like Shanglu Wuya, who was good at applying various spells and had advanced to Jindan for many years.

But if the gap is too big, then no amount of intrigue is useless. It's just that Lu Wuya has advanced to the Jindan for many years, if his cultivation is weak, how can he sit on the position of the head of the Blood Transformation Dock? It's just that he is a little weaker than the geniuses of Shangfeng Wanli.

Li Hui was attacked by a sneak attack, first trapped by this strange black mist, then attacked by his divine sense, and then attacked by the ghost hand, which was suppressed one after another, and the fierce aura in his heart was completely stimulated.

"Fight through mountains and rivers!"

The Immortal Slashing Sword suddenly lit up, and the surrounding aura instantly went berserk, and as the Immortal Slashing Sword fell, it turned into a sword qi dragon and roared forward and rushed forward.

The black mist was swept away by the sword qi, and Li Hui's divine sense was instantly released, and at the same time, he also found Lu Wuya, who had already circled behind him and launched another surprise attack.

"Suffer death!"

Li Hui let out a loud shout, his body spun rapidly in the air like a spinning top, and the Immortal Slashing Sword turned into a whirlwind and swayed upward, his breath continued to rise, and when the sword momentum accumulated to the peak, he slashed towards Lu Wuya.

Lu Wuya only felt a burst of vastness, overwhelming sword qi swept in, he didn't dare to underestimate it in his heart, opened his mouth and spit out, a simple bronze mirror flew out of his mouth, and turned into a giant mirror several zhang square in the wind, and all kinds of mysterious runes were engraved on the mirror, Lu Wuya spit on this mirror with a mouthful of essence blood, and the mirror was suddenly glorious, and a golden light shot out, shining on the falling sword of slashing immortals.

Any magic weapon such as a mirror usually has the magic power of reflecting damage, which can not only block attacks like a magic weapon such as a shield, but also reflect part of the opponent's attack back.

The sword momentum of the Immortal Slashing Sword did not decrease at all, and it swept in like an angry dragon's roar, and soon met the bronze mirror.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, it was like a blazing sun rising in place, emitting a dazzling light, and a huge spiritual storm swept away in all directions.

The bronze mirror instantly returned to the size of a palm, falling backwards, and was recalled by Lu Wuya, who staggered and couldn't help retreating, but found that there were several cracks on the mirror.

Li Hui also took a few steps back in the air, but soon turned over and attacked again.

Lu Wuya forcibly suppressed the churning qi, blood and spiritual power in his body, and turned the Yin Demon Hand into a black mist to meet him.

A pitch-black ghost hand flashed through the air, and Li Hui in the air instantly turned into a bubble, but Lu Wuya's face changed in an instant, and as soon as his body moved, he moved sideways.

Phew!

As soon as Lu Wuya's figure stopped, a golden long sword peeked out of his chest, and at the same time, a powerful tearing force reached Zhihai, wanting to detain his Yuan Shen.

Li Hui held the Immortal Sword in his hand, and his gaze appeared coldly behind Lu Wuya.

"Hahaha! I can't imagine that I, Lu Wuya, have been careful all my life, calculating step by step, but today I am going to die here, God really can't help me!" Lu Wuya's laughter was full of unwillingness and grief.

But the next moment, Lu Wuya turned his head and faced Li Hui with a strange smile: "You can't escape!" At the same time, a shining ball of light instantly flew out of Lu Wuya's body and disappeared into the blood altar in a flash.