The white shopkeeper's pair of gloomy triangular eyes stared at the red bowl in his hand, and his face was full of hesitation, as if he was doing something that made a major decision that he couldn't make up his mind for a long time.

He looked up a little helplessly, and another bright thunderbolt in the sky slashed at his body protection light.

He immediately shook uncontrollably with the demon light, and the sky was dim, and he was in pain.

For a long time, he couldn't stand up, and his fair face was shaken into a bloodstained face.

To make matters worse, his demonic aura was now thin and thin, and it seemed that it could disappear at any moment.

He turned his gaze to the red bowl in his hand again, and finally gritted his teeth and made a decision.

I saw him solemnly put the red bowl at his feet, and his every move was full of trembling fear.

He took out a small dagger from his bosom, and when the next thunder thundered, he gritted his teeth and swung the dagger to cut through the skin of his wrist, and blood sprayed into the red bowl.

The blood entered the bowl, and in an instant there was no trace, as if it had never appeared.

The moment he saw the red bowl, Feng Wuchen's heart suddenly throbbed uneasily.

Although he didn't know what the specific purpose of this treacherous thing was, he knew that this little thing would definitely be difficult to deal with, and might even kill himself!

He knew very well that this was the last chance to escape.

However, he didn't want to see so many people die in front of him, and he didn't want to just give in to this guy.

What's more, with two more thunderbolts, he can completely break this weird red light!

Hopefully, it will take a long time for this red bowl to be fully powerful!

At that time, the white shopkeeper may have been beaten down by him!

At that time, the situation of Feng Wuchen itself was not good. Manipulating this formation, he has already consumed eight or nine tenths of his spiritual power, where can he still let the thunder exert his previous power.

The white shopkeeper is still bleeding, and the actions and scenes are exactly the same as killing chickens.

As the blood gushed out, the white shopkeeper's face became more and more pale, and the feeling of dizziness also followed, and he couldn't help but think pessimistically and frightenedly: "This thing can't exert the amazing power described in that booklet after I have drained the blood, right?"

The white shopkeeper didn't know, or didn't think about it at all, there were still many people with faces as pale as him at this time.

These people are the people who are stunned in the town.

At this time, their shoes were no longer dripping blood, but bleeding, and the speed of the flow was slightly slower than that of the white shopkeeper.

Obviously, the opponent of the white shopkeeper did not know this situation either.

Seeing that there was no movement, Feng Wuchen suddenly laughed, and he thought with some schadenfreude: "It's okay now, even if this demon is not killed by thunder, he will be sucked to death by this red bowl!"

"It seems that I've really looked away, where is this evil thing, it's clearly a treasure for the people!"

However, this joy of being dust-free did not last long.

I saw that the white shopkeeper suddenly swung a knife and cut off his left arm, which was cut off at the shoulder.

The sprayed blood and the falling stumps were sucked into the red bowl, and the strange red light that was about to disappear suddenly flourished.

In the blink of an eye, it was solidified and strengthened again, much stronger than at the beginning.

And those five-colored rays were all washed away by the red rays at once.

......

Tianxianglou secret room.

The gloomy room was also filled with a strange red light, and the woman on the stone bed was held up by the red light and floated in the air.

The skin on her body was no longer white, but bloody, and the two bloody holes on her neck were gradually getting smaller.

......

In the dilapidated Tianxiang Building.

The white shopkeeper sat on the ground, covered in blood.

Seeing that his severed arm was instantly devoid of flesh and blood and turned into a small pile of powder, he suddenly laughed heartily: "Haha......"

With laughter, the white shopkeeper's body slowly changed.

First, a pair of triangular eyes turned blood-red, and then the whole body began to slowly turn red, as if it were on fire.

Cultivation has also become unfathomable.

The "red" shopkeeper suddenly got up, his face was gloomy and fierce, like a bloodthirsty demon king.

"Boy, it's time for me to fight back this time!"

As he spoke, the Demon King slammed his only remaining arm, and the demon light of the body protection was immediately split in half, condensing into seven giant red knives in front of him.

Smiling coldly, he made a slashing gesture.

Seven giant knives "buzzed", and the sound was low and dense, as if dozens of bee swarms had suddenly gathered together.

The knife followed his hand, and seven red lightning bolts slashed towards Feng Wuchen from different angles.

Feng Wuchen's face was heavy, his hands quickly pinched, and his right foot hit the ground like lightning more than a dozen times, the light flickered, and it was connected into a yellow rune.

A stone wall suddenly poured out of the ground and blocked him in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, the red electric light slashed against the stone wall, making a piercing sound of metal rubbing, making people's scalps tingle.

In less than three breaths, the stone wall was smashed and turned into a cloud of dust.

The seven lightning rays only slightly became smaller, and they were still unstoppably slashing towards Feng Wuchen.

Another wall of red fire blocked the path of the giant knife, followed by another wall of rippling water......

However, the shattering of the five walls with different attributes only made these seven demon knives half the size of their originals.

The power of the attack is still amazing, and the strong wind brought up directly turned Tianxianglou into a pile of ruins!

Helpless, Feng Wuchen had to make an unearthing escape technique, wanting to escape to the other side of the white shopkeeper.

But the white shopkeeper's formation was not only powerful, but also covered a wide range, so that he only escaped more than a dozen zhang away before he had to drill out, and then his throat was sweet, and he opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

......

The crooked crescent moon hangs high in the sky, the town is very weird, there is not a sound of insects and birds, and there are "dense" villagers standing on the street.

Of course, it is also very inaccurate to say that these villagers are not all standing, many of them are already lying on the ground, and the number of people lying on the ground is increasing faster and faster.

......

Tianxianglou secret room.

The woman floating in the air had turned ruddy like a child.

The two shocking bloody holes on her neck were gone, leaving no trace, as if they had never existed.

......

In ruins.

"Haha......" the white shopkeeper laughed wildly, "why don't you run?"

"No matter how high you cultivate, in front of the 'Blood Sea Bowl', you can only wait for death!" "The white shopkeeper's face was gloomy, and he raised the small banner high, "Are you ready to sacrifice this soul banner with your soul?"

Without waiting for Feng Wuchen to answer, he didn't think that the latter would answer him, and made another downward slashing gesture, and the seven demon knives slashed towards Feng Wuchen again.

......

In the middle of the jungle.

"Old Immortal, are you done pulling?" Liu Immortal Master blocked his nose with his fingers and respectfully said towards the big black stone, "Old Immortal ......"

Immortal Master Liu's voice shuttled headless and thoughtless through the dense forest, and he didn't get any answer.

......

In ruins.

The white shopkeeper has a demonic aura on his body, his eyes have become standard triangular eyes, his tongue is thin and long, and he reaches the ground with a slight stretch, and there is a long tail behind him, and the long tail rolls up Feng Wuchen, who was lying motionless not far away, to his feet.

The white shopkeeper indifferently raised his right foot and stomped Feng Wuchen under his feet, the latter's eyes were closed, and blood was pouring out of his mouth.

The white shopkeeper let out a hearty smirk, and raised the small banner in his hand high while laughing, and the small banner was tightly wrapped in black fog, and he couldn't see the true face.

He thrust the little banner into Feng Wuchen's chest: "You can die, but your death is very meaningful, because she can wake up......!"

......

Long Street.

Almost all the villagers fell to the ground.

Cuiying's face was like white paper, without a trace of blood.

Aunt Zhang's brows furrowed, she moaned in pain, and her thin body kept twitching.

The boy's breathing became weaker and weaker.

......

Unsociable leaves.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay......" Ling'er decomposed the chicken bones in her hands one by one, wanting to use these chicken bones to divinate whether Feng Wuchen could escape this catastrophe.

"It's okay! I knew you'd be fine!" Ling'er let out a sigh of relief, and forcefully pinched the last chicken bone left in her hand into a pinch of powder.

"You must not be fine!" Ling'er cried again.

......

In the ruins.

Just as the little banner was about to be inserted into Feng Wuchen's chest, the white shopkeeper suddenly felt a pain in his hand, and then the little banner in his hand disappeared.

"Hey, your little bowl and small banner are good, how about selling them to the poor road?"

The white shopkeeper's triangular eyes suddenly appeared in the figure of an old Taoist priest.

At this time, the old Taoist priest was holding his spirit banner in his left hand and his blood bowl in his right hand, waiting to bargain with him with a hippie smile.

"You...... You...... Why are you here?" the white shopkeeper suddenly felt like he was dreaming.

"Come back!" said the old Taoist priest with a serious face.

As he spoke, a dense green light poured out from each of his hands, wrapping the contents of his hands tightly.

And the spirit banner and the blood bowl suddenly became obedient children in his hands, and he didn't even resist at all.

......

Long Street.

"Oops!" Cui Ying felt a terrible pain all over her body, and couldn't help but exhale in pain.

"Why am I lying on the ground?" Cui Ying opened her eyes and immediately noticed that something was wrong, her heart tightened suddenly, she didn't care about the pain in her body, and directly hugged the little boy lying next to her into her arms, "Xiaotian, Xiaotian......"

"Mother," the little boy raised his eyelids slightly, "I'm so sleepy!"

"Sleep, sleep!" she said, and her heart was lowered.

"Aunt Zhang, Aunt Zhang, how are you?"

It took a long time for Aunt Zhang to raise her eyes: "Cuiying!"

......

In the secret room of Tianxiang Building.

The woman floating in the air had fallen to the blood-red jade bed, blood pouring out of the bloody hole in her neck.

......

In the ruins.

"You...... Who are you?" the white shopkeeper's protective demon light had disappeared.

The old Taoist priest ignored him, and just beckoned gently.

The wind under the feet of the white shopkeeper was immediately picked up by a green light and stood beside the old Taoist.

A vibrant green light swept from Feng Wuchen's head to his feet......