Pang Jiu, who was disoriented, didn't care what the Yin Yang Dragon Snake said at this moment, what expression he wanted, how he resisted, what he wanted was to tear the Yin Yang Dragon Snake to pieces, eat the flesh of the Yin Yang Dragon Snake and drink the blood of the Yin Yang Dragon Snake.

Pang Jiu, who had turned into a demonic ape, let out a low roar like a beast eating while biting the Yin Yang Dragon Snake.

The endless purple-red blood waves drowned Pang Jiu and the Yin-Yang Dragon Snake, and they could only see the two figures twisted together in the endless blood waves, and a huge blood ball was constantly devouring the surrounding blood waves to strengthen their bodies.

The Dust Burst Star is strong but there is a weakness, the caster does not stop sealing the Dust Burst Star, and the Dust Blaster will always devour everything around it, aura, dust, stars, monks, demon beasts, everything in the world will be devoured. It will not stop until the caster's spiritual power is exhausted, or when he dies.

The plate that was tearing the Yin Yang Dragon Snake suddenly stopped, and looked strangely at the deepest part of the bloody space, the three heads were crooked, and their eyes were rolling, as if they were thinking about something.

"Come, come...... Come, my people. ”

Pang Jiu, who had turned into a demonic ape, threw the Yin-Yang Dragon Snake aside, and then walked towards the deepest part of the bloody space step by step. Pang Jiu stepped on the blood wave, like a step on the ground, as slow but extremely fast.

And the Yin Yang Dragon Snake can't get out of the range of the blood wave no matter how much it struggles.

......

On the frosty white earth, the people of the Blood Sect returned to this place after Pang Jiu and the Yin Yang Dragon Snake left, looking for an early opportunity on the frosty white land.

"Senior brother, the one who fought with that two-headed demon beast that was like a dragon, not a dragon, a snake, and not a snake just now was the little uncle?"

"Well, this is the Heavenly Demon Talent Uncle who cultivated the Blood Demon Skill to the fifth layer in three days. That day, I was fortunate enough to see Uncle Xiao, but I didn't expect that after a short period of more than a month, Uncle Xiao could fight with such a powerful demon beast, it was really terrifying, no wonder the sect master handed over the leading position to Uncle Xiao, I am afraid that the young sect master is not as strong as Uncle Xiao, and I am afraid that only Uncle Master and those ascetics in the sect can stand side by side with Uncle Xiao. However, we can't just slack off on our practice, Uncle Xiao sent me a message to come here to give us an opportunity, we must not live up to Uncle Xiao's wishes, and the breakthrough in this place should be found to find the opportunity to find their own opportunity to go early. ”

The black-clothed young man sighed at the blue-robed monk, and then opened his voice and shouted at the Blood Sect members. If Pang Jiu was here, he might remember that this black-clothed monk was the Lan Scorpion who was guarding outside Shi Lang's palace when he cultivated the Blood Demon Skill to the fifth layer to find Shi Lang.

With the scorpion shouting blood, the people of the sect were all looking for their own opportunities.

......

"Hey, Bing Lihua. It's still hundreds of thousands of years. This one was sent. After returning to the sect, I will give it to the elder and ask him to help me refine the Ice Separation Pill, so I don't have to worry about breaking through the seventh layer of the Blood Demon Skill. ”

"I didn't expect it to be such a treasure. ”

......

In the starry sky on the edge of the black earth of the bloody space, dozens of monks walked together.

Not far from this group of monks was a fragment of a star, and on the fragment of the star was a large tree ten feet tall that emitted a faint light. There are more than ten translucent fruits on the tree.

Strangely, the tree is only ten feet tall. But the roots are densely packed with fragments of stars thousands of feet in radius. There are even some roots that have grown out to form fragments.

Although the ten-zhang tall tree only emitted a faint light, in this dim bloody space, this faint light was like a slightly dim bright moon in the dark night.

At first, it was only a monk who discovered it, but its backwardness caused dozens of monks to discover the existence of this radiant tree.

"Boy. If you find the benefits and want to keep them alone? ”

The strong monk who had spotted the glowing tree was found and was killed by a thin monk with a wave of his hand.

"Next time, if Lao Tzu finds out that this situation is happening again, this will be the end. ”

"Ling Chu, you are too domineering. If it weren't for this kid discovering this glowing tree, we might have missed this treasure, but you attacked and killed it, and Wu Mufeng couldn't see it. ”

"Yes, why has it always been you who have the lion's share, and we can only get this little benefit. ”

"Hahaha, if you have the strength to replace me, there is no reason in the world of monks, the big fist is the truth, the strength is the truth, if you want to blame yourself, you don't have such strength. ”

"Oh, then, if I slay you at this time, you would have no opinion. ”

A monk in ordinary clothes in the crowd said faintly with a slight magnetic expression.

The monk carried an iron sword on his back, and looked very ordinary, but the sword-like gaze in the monk's eyes told that this was not just talking.

"Boy, who are you? Could it be that you want to be a bird? It's just that you don't know how long it takes to ascend to the Rakshasa realm, do you really think you're a character?"

The ordinary monk was silent, and walked out of the crowd step by step towards the thin young man named Ling Chu.

When he was only ten zhang away from the beginning of the tomb, the ordinary monk reached out and pulled out the iron sword behind his back.

The iron sword is still ordinary after it is unsheathed, but the momentum of the ordinary monk when he holds the iron sword is completely different, giving people a sense of fierceness and transcendence.

The ordinary monk had no more words, as if he was not good at them themselves. It proves its words with deeds.

There are some mottled rust marks on the iron sword, but it exudes this indescribable aura, if Pang Jiu is here, he must know that this sword is extraordinary. But this group of monks is the highest cultivation of Da Luo Jin Xian, that is, how can the Shura cultivators of the Rakshasa realm have such an opportunity to meet such an ordinary monk, this rusty iron sword is a divine sword, although I don't know its grade, but looking at this situation, this artifact has been completely refined by this ordinary monk, and it can achieve the fit of the sword at will.

The aura of the ordinary monk emanated, which made the thin young man look at him with caution in his eyes, this ordinary monk was a monk of Shura cultivation, comparable to the cultivation of the thin young man, how could the thin young man not be cautious in this situation, although he was at the peak of Shura, but this ordinary monk gave him an extremely dangerous feeling after the iron sword was unsheathed, which felt like facing the elders of the sect.

But he just let out his words, strength is everything, and as an elite disciple of a great sect, he will not allow him to surrender without a fight.

"It only takes three swords to kill you. The ordinary monk Iron Sword pointed at Ling Chu, and then said lightly.

"You...... So fast. ”

The thin young man raised his finger and pointed at the ordinary monk, and after only saying a word, the ordinary monk slashed three times with lightning speed.

Just a breath, the ordinary monk went from taking out the sword to returning to collect the sword. Ling Chu froze in place, but the ordinary monk walked slowly to the strong man who was killed by Ling Chu and said lightly as he walked

"The one who slew you, Jian Nanchun. ”

After Jian Nanchun finished speaking, Ling Chu's body fell apart, and he couldn't even escape from his soul.

Jian Nanchun walked to the strong man's side, incinerated the strong man, and then used a jade bottle to receive the strong man's ashes into the jade bottle.

"Do you know that he is my best friend, and killing my best friend a thousand times is not enough to make up for it. ”

I don't know why this Jian Nanchun said this, if Pang Jiu was here, he would definitely be disgusted to black this Jian Nanchun: Dead, pick up soap goods. (To be continued......)

PS: At the beginning of the month, there was an outbreak of Xiao Pangmu, and some only had normal updates, and the New Year was in February. I also hope that book friends can give Xiaopang a little reward.