An earth-shattering aura of weeping ghosts and gods exploded on Lu Feng's body!

The boundless black clouds condensed, the Blood Sect Master's face changed, and a faint sense of crisis frantically enveloped him!

This sense of crisis has not appeared for a long, long time!

The Blood Sect Master's face froze, and he really began to pay attention to Lu Feng, and slowly spoke: "You are qualified to know my name, my name, Blood Slaughter!"

As soon as the words fell, under the grasp of the void in the blood slaughter's hand, a three-foot-long blood-colored long sword appeared in his hand, slashing forward, and a blood-red sword qi erupted and rushed towards Lu Feng.

Lu Feng's face froze, he didn't choose to avoid it, the anti-heaven shield in his hand blocked forward, and with a loud bang, Lu Feng's figure retreated sharply.

Reluctantly suppressed the reverse blood, Lu Feng's eyes sank and looked at the blood slaughter.

The power of the collision at that moment just now seemed to be trampled by a giant beast, and Lu Feng's demon-like physique also suffered a lot of internal injuries, but Lu Feng was not afraid, and the battle in his eyes was even better!

Blood Tu Ji smiled, his hands were facing the sky, and as he recited the words in his mouth, a thick blood mist rose into the air, and under the continuous condensation in the air, it turned into a flock of blood crows. "Bloodline Secret Arts, Bloodthirsty Crows"!

I saw that the crows were all the size of a calf, and their bodies were shriveled, as if they had no flesh and blood, and there was not a single feather. Hundreds of demon crows gathered, quite covering the sky and the sun, and even let out a hoarse cry that pierced the soul, the listener was dizzy and the soul was injured.

Lu Feng's eyes showed a solemn look, but he stepped forward without thinking, and his figure flashed and appeared in the midst of the crows!

The anti-heaven shield gradually dissipated, and the three-zhang Zhuxian spear waved rapidly in Lu Feng's hand, every thorn, a demon crow would die under the spear, and in just a short cup of tea, there were fewer and fewer demon crows, and the uneasy feeling in Lu Feng's heart became heavier and heavier.

"Not good!" Lu Feng drank in his heart, and he was about to retreat sharply.

"It's late!" Bloodslaughter sneered.

I saw that the demon crow that had been killed by Lu Feng suddenly turned into a thick black mist, and in the blink of an eye, it changed into a giant crow with the size of ten zhang.

This giant crow gave birth to three heads, its breath was faintly approaching the realm of the primordial infant, its six eyes were full of tyrannical color, and its dark red pupils stared at Lu Feng, and with a hiss, it suddenly turned into an afterimage.

Seeing this, Lu Feng only had time to block the Zhuxian spear in front of him, the giant crow flashed, and the three big mouths bit the Zhuxian spear, Lu Feng was hit by the giant crow, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and retreated quickly, this retreat is a hundred meters!

The giant crow hissed, and the heads on both sides were raised, and they were about to fall towards Lu Feng's heavenly spirit, if they didn't dodge, even with Lu Feng's physical body, they would be severely injured, and even fall on the spot.

Lu Feng's eyes showed decisiveness, he shouted, his whole body was full of magic power, the meridians of his arms swelled, and he slammed it upward, between the reversal of his body, his legs kicked hard, and the whole person jumped backwards, and roared angrily in his heart: "Zhu Xian Spear, burst"!

"Boom, boom, boom", a violent explosion resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the heavens and the earth changed color!

Lu Feng was thrown into the air fiercely, and couldn't help but spurt out several mouthfuls of blood in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Lu Feng was just about to get up, a tearing sensation came from his chest, and under his inner vision, the secret path was not good, and the ribs on his chest had broken several times in the self-explosion of the Immortal Spear just now, and under the rapid operation of "Ancient Demon Decision", the injuries in his body had recovered quickly with the naked eye!

Looking at the giant crow again, it was also severely damaged in the explosion, only one of the three heads remained, and its body was also shrunk to a few zhang in size, and its body was full of injuries.

Blood Slaughter's eyes condensed slightly, you must know that this giant crow is not a mortal thing, but a three-headed demon crow from hell, a hiss, can make countless mortal souls shattered, even in ancient times, it is quite famous.

After the blood slaughter was inadvertently summoned, he regarded it as a treasure and carefully cultivated it as his real name Warcraft, and even pushed the strength of the Demon Crow to the Great Perfection of the Demon Crow at a great cost.

Seeing that the blood crow was so badly injured, the blood slaughter's eyes were full of murderous intent, and with a wave of his hand, the blood crow suddenly disappeared.

"It's just a vertical son, how dare you hurt the old man's demon pet!" Blood Slaughter walked towards Lu Feng step by step, his eyes shining with coldness.

Lu Feng was silent, and most of the injuries in his body recovered in a short time, and the rib wounds on his chest were all recovered.

"The cultivation has been in the realm for more than ten years, and the old man's cultivation is still unheard of, it seems that you have a lot of secrets, and the drop of 10,000-year-old spiritual liquid in the black market last time was also your handiwork", Blood Tu Sensen smiled, his eyes showed a look of interest, as if he had a chance to win.

Lu Feng's face was calm, there was not the slightest wave in his eyes, and he couldn't help but have a trace of murder in his heart about the black market, and the only one who knew his whereabouts and the 10,000-year-old spiritual liquid was the black market! Right now, the black market revealed his information to others, completely killing people with a knife, or rather, testing himself in disguise.

Thinking of the depths, Lu Feng took a deep breath, the most important thing at the moment was how to solve the current crisis.

Yuan Ying is strong, even if it is a half-step Yuan Baby, Lu Feng is not an opponent at all, even if that demon pet makes himself tired of dealing with, if he wants to really fight with Zhuji, I am afraid that there is only the slightest possibility of reaching the realm of Yudan, or in other words, the physical body has reached a two-star ancient demon!

Now Lu Feng is only a one-star ancient demon, his strength is too weak, and he can't exert the power of the real demon god at all, so this is the current predicament, after all, no matter how strong the power of the demon god is, there is a limit, and Lu Feng's cultivation time is too short.

Thinking of this, Lu Feng's heart sank slightly, I am afraid that today's catastrophe will not be easy, I still have the Divine Soul Secret Technique, but it must be sacrificed at a critical moment to play a surprise role, this opportunity has not yet appeared!

In a short period of time in Lu Feng's mind, countless thoughts flashed, and in the next moment, the blood slaughter moved!

As soon as the Yuan Infant moved, it was a shocking momentum, even if the Blood Slaughter was not the Yuan Infant, it could still attract a part of the power of heaven and earth.

The power of heaven and earth is far superior to spiritual power, full of the aura of the Great Dao, and it is not at the same level as spiritual power.

With a wave of his hand, the power of heaven and earth turned into a half-inch-sized palm print and slapped towards Lu Feng.

The palm print was slow at first, but as soon as it was shot, it was extremely fast, and it fell close to Lu Feng in the blink of an eye.

A strong sense of crisis firmly locked on Lu Feng, and Lu Feng instantly knew that this palm couldn't be avoided!

Lu Feng's eyes were full of fighting spirit, if he wanted to fight, why should he hide! My generation of monks is not afraid of a battle!

The Eyebrow Heart Demon Star conjured out, and turned into a remnant of the Dao Dao under the rapid rotation, and the figure was once again raised half a zhang high, reaching a height of three and a half zhang.

"Ancient family, basic boxing method, fifth style"!

Lu Feng let out a low shout, clenched his hands into fists, took a step forward, and blasted out with a punch, and the phantom behind him turned out, and it was also blasted out with a punch!

There was a loud roar, and Lu Feng was violently knocked away, collapsing several giant peaks in a row, and falling heavily on the Aotian Sect's Dharma Transmission Hall.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, the Dharma Transmission Hall, which symbolized the thousand-year-old honor of Aotian Sect, collapsed!

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