Hahahahaha,

Ling Baixiao's stomach throbbed, and tears rolled in his eyes. It's really bad luck to kill people in blood..... When he woke up, the treasures of fame were all pried away, and he should be the person with the most psychological trauma.

Anyway, he ate a two-hundred-year-old blood ginseng, and in addition, he touched a blood stone from the body of a disciple of the Demon Sect, and he made a steady profit, although he felt unpleasant to be calculated, but he was not so angry that he vomited blood.

"The old man's blood beads, straight lady thief, I don't share the sky with you, and if I find you, I will devour your flesh and blood alive, so as to eliminate the hatred in my heart. The voice of the Blood Killer came again, resounding in the sky, and the anger between the words could be felt across several houses.

Gee

His face must be wonderful now.

Ling Bai smiled enough, straightened his waist, felt comfortable all over, and the dark clouds of being beaten by the despicable and shameless beating senior brother had also dispersed.

Coming to the main hall where he had just descended the secret realm, the withered figure of the Blood Killing Daoist was suspended in the sky, and his face could be seen from so far away as the mud of the stinky ditch. Chen Haocang and Zhang Xiaofan stood on both sides, revealing their murderous intentions.

At this moment, the two of them were not in the mood to explore the psychological state of the Blood Killer Daoist, nor did they have a bad taste to ridicule and ridicule his things for being stolen, they should both empathize with the stolen things.

Empathy does not mean sympathy, so Chen Haocang, who was jealous and hateful, stepped forward with a knife, followed up as fast as lightning, the long knife swept out, and another piece of knife surged out, and several pavilions around it were shattered.

The blood killing Taoist has changed color, this knife is heavy, if he is in the current state, he is still sure to kill the other party if he fights hard, but there is also a protagonist-like figure in the storyteller's mouth - Zhang Xiaofan, she stares at her, but she doesn't dare to be ruthless.

Desperately scratched by the sword qi, the Blood Killer Daoist quickly fell and ran into the main hall.

In the hall, the three statues of gods have different postures, and the eyes can swallow the galaxy, and the eyes are looking at the world, which is really outstanding. The Blood Killer sighed, detached himself from his long memories, and raised his hand to slap the head in the hand of the middle idol.

With a bang, the statue weighing more than a thousand catties smashed against the wall behind it, revealing a pitch-black hole.

A steady stream of blood poured out of the broken idol, the blood he had extracted before refining himself into a dry corpse, which contained all the functions of his life. Although hundreds of years have passed, there is not much blood and qi left, but after all of them are devoured, what the two juniors have to consider is whether they can retreat with their whole body.

The Blood Killing Daoist came in on the front foot, and Chen Haocang and Zhang Xiaofan also followed in. Seeing this scene, both of them were secretly frightened, Chen Haocang felt even more, how the blood of those members of his team was converted into qi and blood and was devoured by the blood killers, he was very clear. Now, the blood and qi gushing out like a tide, he was suddenly not calm.

The atmosphere became extremely grim, after all, no one wanted to see the Blood Killer recover.

"Hahahaha~ You can't stop me from devouring blood, this is the supreme avenue of our Blood Killing Gate, let's die........." The Blood Killing Daoist laughed.

Click,

"Ouch. Hahaha, there's a hole!"

At this moment, in the black hole that had just been smashed out by the head of the idol, a young man holding a large pile of ginseng He Shou Wu probed his brain out.

"Haha, chapter group. ”

"Yo, Chen Group is also there. Hello, it's good to be able to see you just after you come out! What about my old brother Ling Bai? Call him over, there are so many natural treasures here, enough for him to eat for a while. The ruins of the Blood Killing Gate are rich, there is no danger at all, and good things can be picked up everywhere, which is so cool. ”

....

"......." Zhang Xiaofan.

"......." Chen Haocang.

"......" blood kills Taoists.

Chen Haocang's face twitched, this kid, luck ....... There's no one left!

Seeing that the two of them looked at him with that strange look, Qi Pengbo asked in confusion, "Why don't you speak?"

"Junior, you are very guts. A thunderous sound sounded, and the green bricks under the shaking feet trembled.

Taking advantage of this gap, the Blood Killer devoured the qi and blood hidden in the idol, and the shriveled flesh was injected with blood and qi gradually filled, and even the withered grass-like hair on his head became shiny.

In an instant, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face but full of momentum appeared, standing in the void and standing with his hands in his hands.

"What is this?" Qi Pengbo realized that something was wrong and hurriedly asked.

"Get out of the way!"

Chen Haocang frowned slightly and shouted sharply. At the same time, he slashed a knife forward.

Boom.

The sword was dazzling, colliding with a burst of qi shot by the Blood Killer.

Ahem,

Qi Pengbo ran out in disgrace, unscathed.

.....

"Interesting, let's deal with you first. Seeing Qi Pengbo running fast with the treasure he hid, the Blood Killer Daoist smiled faintly, raised his hand, and the statue with less head in the middle trembled, and the blood sword in his hand came out of his hand, and the mud scab on the surface cracked and fell off, turning into a blood sword more than three feet long and flying into his hand.

With the blood sword in hand, his momentum once again climbed a level.

Chen Haocang's face changed slightly, wanting to break his state at this time, he used the internal force of his whole body, and struggled to slash out, and there were five fierce tigers roaring with their bloody mouths open around the cold light of the knife.

Boom.

Chen Haocang was shocked by the sword of the Blood Killing Dao and flew out ten steps away, the ground under his feet was cracked, and the big cracks spread several meters away, and his face was extremely flushed, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"The realm of the Five Tigers Broken Door Knife is not bad, even if it is compared with the Tiger Knife Leader, it is not much better, but it can be regarded as a young talent. Although the words of the Blood Killer Daoist seemed to be praising people, the contempt on his face was undisguised.

Chen Haocang was furious, opened his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of blood, the fierce light in his eyes was like a flame burning, and he pounced again like a cheetah.

This time, the Blood Killing Daoist still didn't have many fancy moves, and he directly swung his sword and slashed diagonally!

"Bang, bang......"

The two of them faced Mai Mang, and the sword qi in the main hall was vertical and horizontal, and the knife was dazzling. With each collision, part of the hall shattered.

And Chen Haocang kept regressing, when the ninth sword of the Blood Killing Daoist fell, he suddenly couldn't move anymore, the long knife was shaken off, and his body was paralyzed on the ground in an instant, as if he had lost his bones.

"And ah!" The Blood Killer squinted at him, and in front of him, Zhang Xiaofan's figure was gone. He was not in a hurry, and the horizontal sword was raised diagonally.

Rumble.

The fierce purple qi came towards him, and the long hair of the Blood Killing Daoist flew flying, and his whole person was smashed to the ground alive.

Click,

The surrounding green bricks cracked in an instant.

Zhang Xiaofan glanced at Chen Haocang, who was paralyzed to the ground, knowing that he was only temporarily out of strength, and he did not hesitate at the moment, the battle intent in his eyes was even stronger, and he swooped down with a snort.

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