Wang Lin looked at Ou Mozi who was leaving meaningfully, and his eyes shrank slightly. He thought to himself, "Who the hell are these two?"

After Ou Mozi disappeared, Wang Lin looked at the Blood Demon with cold eyes and said, "Blood Devil, since you didn't find what you were looking for, then leave, why are you so aggressive?"

Wang Lin persuaded that if he could avoid a battle, what was the disadvantage, he still had to retain his combat strength and return to the battlefield.

"Hmph, you're so lucky to have met this old thing of Oujunjie. If you let me come, you will die for me no matter what your victory or defeat on the battlefield!" the Blood Demon said coldly.

The blood sword in his hand changed its blood light again, and a solemn atmosphere once again permeated, and the battle was about to break out!

"What do you mean?" Wang Lin frowned and said, "Isn't the purpose of your coming here not only to find some wooden swords, but also to intervene in the war between the human race and the demon race?"

After listening to Wang Lin's words, Feng Zhihe on the side showed a look of sudden realization, and said with an ugly face: "The previous senior said that the human race won on the battlefield, and then he had to leave after determining that the formation could not be activated. Could it be that if we win, we are not allowed to open the Demon Suppression Array, and if we lose, we are allowed to open it?"

The blood devil on the opposite side glanced at Feng Zhihe unexpectedly, he didn't say too much, he didn't expect Feng Zhihe to push out their purpose before and after contacting.

"Hehe, what if you know, you can't leave this cave today!" said the Blood Demon Son coldly.

Then he quickly attacked, but it was not Wang Lin who attacked them. With a wave of his right hand, the blood light on the blood sword flew out and slashed at the door of the space that still hadn't dissipated.

After trembling a few times, the door of space disappeared, and there were only six people left in the entire cave. Wang Lin, Congming, Ou Mozi, Feng Zhihe and Xiao Yuye father and daughter.

Wang Lin looked at the cautious operation of the Blood Demon Son strangely, he really didn't have the idea of teleporting anyone over again.

"Now it's up to you what else you can do. The Blood Demon laughed smugly, thinking that this would make Wang Lin no longer look for help and find someone to sneak attack.

Seeing that the Blood Demon was about to make a move, Wang Lin turned his head to Feng Zhihe and said, "Uncle Feng, you take Xiao Yuye and them inside to hide, and I will deal with him." ”

This is the middle of the Inner Cave Mansion and the Outer Cave Mansion, and Wang Lin has no way to protect people while fighting, so he can only do this.

"Can you be alone?" Feng Zhihe asked with a frown, he knew that Wang Yan was the pinnacle of the Demon Immortal Realm, and he could live in the hands of the Demon God. But he doesn't know much about Wang Lin, so he is more worried.

Wang Lin nodded calmly, and then whispered: "I have the power of space, if I am not defeated, I will definitely call someone to come over to help." ”

Hearing Wang Lin say this, Feng Zhihe smiled reassuringly, he stretched out his hands, and carried Xiao Yuye's father and daughter into the Inner Cave Mansion quickly, leaving this place completely to Wang Lin and them.

"Come on, let me see what great power the Blood Demon Demon God has. After Feng Zhi and them left, Wang Lin looked at the Blood Demon Son coldly and shouted in a deep voice.

As he spoke, Wang Lin stretched out his hand, and the Ten Thousand Worlds Heavenly Disk, which was more than ten times larger than his palm, appeared in his hand. With the Ten Thousand Worlds Heavenly Disk here, his spatial power can increase a lot.

The blood mist on the blood devil's body boiled, enveloping him away, and when the blood qi was thin again, a pair of blood-colored armor appeared on his body, and he was very serious about Wang Lin, who could isolate his blood avenue.

With a flick of the blood sword, dozens of bloody blades headed towards Wang Lin and Congming.

He frowned and asked, "How do you know I'm a demon god?"

With this level of attack, Cong Ming didn't make a move, and his body moved behind Wang Lin. Silver light flashed in Wang Lin's left eye, and dozens of space debris erupted, knocking down all those bloody blades.

After blocking the blood blade, Wang Lin continued: "I don't know if I know that you are a demon god, and I also know that you are a fallen heaven clan from a human cultivator!"

After Wang Lin finished speaking, his figure flashed to the side, and Cong Ming, who had retreated behind him, emitted an earthy yellow light, and with a wave of his hand, a large amount of water in the entire space disappeared, and the wind and sand quickly spread.

This attack is just a simple application of the earth attribute ability, but it is a miracle effect to deal with the demon god of the blood path, and the aura of the blood demon god on the opposite side began to decline rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, there was no oppressive force before.

"Hmph, do you know what, a little innate Dao immortal, can you still turn over the waves?" the Blood Demon said in an indifferent voice, and a large amount of blood suddenly appeared on the edge of his body, and these blood appeared out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, he became a large blood bead with a diameter of more than ten meters.

The blood beads boiled violently as if they had been subjected to high temperatures, and then blood-colored figures flew out of it quickly, rushing towards Wang Lin and Congming.

"What is this? If it gets into your body, it's over. Wang Lin's complexion changed greatly, and he felt a terrifying feeling in the blood-colored figure.

"Follow the blood shadow, as long as one is successful, your body will belong to me!" The blood devil's eyes lit up, and he sneered in his heart.

The blood shadows that flew out of the huge blood beads outside the blood devil's body were no less than tens of thousands, dense, and it was not like two people fighting, but more like a war between armies.

Wang Lin frowned, and a large number of space debris flew out of his left eye, each fragment could take away dozens of blood shadows. But there were too many blood shadows, so he didn't have time to clear the space debris.

"Since you want to control my body, then try it, I could kill the Demon Saint a year ago, how can I be defeated under the Demon God this year!" A strange smile appeared on Wang Lin's face, and in that smile was endless calmness!

Wang Lin made a decision, he threw the Ten Thousand Worlds Heavenly Disk in his hand towards Cong Mingren, and then his body retreated violently, and then turned into a ray of light and merged with Cong Ming behind him.

"The true body of the earth!" exclaimed Congming.

Suspended above his head was the Ten Thousand Realms Heavenly Disk, which exerted a layer of spatial protection on Cong Ming's body, and then the surrounding earth and stones instantly turned into an earthy yellow light and condensed towards him, turning into a pair of brown armor in the blink of an eye.

Then the Ten Thousand Worlds Heavenly Disk above his head flashed again, and another spatial power protected it, and then the earth attribute true body was condensed. In the process of fusing space and earth to form a true body, Wang Lin became more than a dozen times in an instant, and when the tens of thousands of blood shadows came to him, he was already a giant with his head on top of the mountain rocks.

"Want to use the power of earth and space to isolate the blood shadow of your heart?" said the blood demon angrily, "I'll cut your tattered true body armor and see how you can resist it." ”

Seeing that after thousands of blood shadows collided on Cong Ming's body, they fused with the earth attributes, and the moment they completely lost the blood shadow attack, the blood demon was angry. Seeing that Wang Lin had now become an almost circular and funny existence, he held the blood sword in both hands and rushed towards Wang Lin.

It stands to reason that Cong Mingxin has completely sacrificed his agility in such a body, and can only obediently wait for the attack of the Blood Demon Son. In an instant, the Blood Demon came to Cong Ming, who was wrapped in countless blood shadows, and took the blood sword towards Cong Ming with both hands.

A shining sword flashed, and the Blood Demon Son and Cong Mingdu were motionless as if they were frozen in an instant, and those blood shadows that were constantly biting also seemed to have lost their vitality, keeping their previous movements as if they were still.

"You...... You...... Shadowless ....." the Blood Demon said intermittently, his body violently retreating a few steps.

On his fair face, a line of blood stretched down from the center of his eyebrows, and then the line of blood expanded suddenly, a large amount of blood flowed out of it, and his body was also affected by the blood and fell to both sides.

The Blood Demon was split in half in the bright light of the sword!

After the Blood Demon fell to the ground, the blood shadows that surrounded Congming also turned into blood one by one and fell to the ground, and the ground was like a rain of blood.

There is also a thin line in the middle of the round stone statue where Congming is located, and then the thin line expands to form a crack, and the stone statue where Congming is located is also divided into two halves.

But no blood flowed out of the crack, and on the left hand of the statue, a large stone flew out with a thud.

At the place where the stone flew out, Congming's indifferent face was revealed, and he frowned and said in fear: "It's good that I didn't put my body in the middle of the stone statue at that time, otherwise it would be dangerous." ”

When he used the true body of the earth, he was calculating the Blood Devil, and his body was so large that he lost his speed, and then completely separated the Blood Shadow from the outside, forcing the Blood Demon to get close to attack.

And he hid in the left hand position of the stone statue, and the sword was already ready, just waiting for the blood demon to get close and launch it. Sure enough, the blood devil was fooled, and he ate a blow to kill the sword without a shadow.

"This attack slashed his body when he was defenseless, and it may have caused a lot of damage to his soul, but his Great Dao Spirit was not injured, and he should not die. Congming's eyes fluttered, and he gasped heavily, but he thought in his heart: "He should be pretended, this killing sword is a Dao weapon, and it should be able to shatter his Great Dao Spirit." ”

Cong Ming pretended to be tired and left, and his divine sense quickly found the blood-colored droplets that the blood demon had placed in the palm of his hand in the large amount of blood water on the ground.

It was something condensed from the cultivation of the Blood Dao, combining his Blood Dao and a part of his soul, it was extremely hard, as long as it was still there, the Blood Demon Son would not be able to die.

"Hmph, let me be so seriously injured, how can you relieve the hatred in my heart if you don't die. And Ou Jun Festival, you are very good, and I will not let you go. The Blood Demon said coldly in his heart, he was also preparing a killing move, and he had to be able to follow the Ming to death.

But just when the killing move was not ready, Cong Ming, who was leaving, turned around abruptly, and slashed down violently with both hands, looking nothing in his hands, but there was an earth-shattering coercion.

"Golden Yang Shield!" A distant and rapid voice sounded, and a golden light suddenly appeared above the blood water that the blood demon had turned into, and a shield was formed in a flash of golden light.

Congming's complexion changed, but he still slashed hard. With a bang, cracks appeared in the golden shield, and then vanished into light.

"Damn, let him run!" Congming said depressedly.

There was still blood in front of him, but there was no longer the breath of the blood devil.

"Little brother, he can't die yet, I'm sorry. But don't worry, you have a sword to kill without a shadow, and the old man promises that it won't spread from us. The voice of Ou Mozi, who had left before, came back through a divine sense.