"Oh my God!"

Jin Zhengyang looked at the demonic young man not far in front of him in disbelief, and took off the head of his younger brother Jin Muyang with one hand, and said in horror.

Where is this his son? Although the appearance is the same, it is more demonic, and the breath is also greatly changed.

It turned out that with just one blow, he killed Jin Muyang, who was in the middle stage of the Yudan, and his aura was much stronger than his own.

"Boom!" the demonic young man laughed strangely, opened his mouth suddenly, and bit Jin Muyang's skull with a click, sucking the brain marrow inside.

Seeing such a scene, Kim Jong Yang was very cold, and with his insight, it was not difficult to see that his son 'Jin Yaotian' had been taken away, thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, his family was ruined, and even his son was taken away.

"Big brother, this ......" Jin Huayang heard his exclamation, and hurriedly looked for it, and when he saw the appearance of his nephew, and saw the familiar headless corpse in his hand, he was speechless in shock.

The demonic young man ate up his brain in two bites, and sucked it into the corpse, only to see a golden pill glittering with gray-green brilliance sucking out of his neck, and then disappeared into his mouth.

"Obediently let this demon devour it!" Turning his head to see the two of them coming, the demonic young man made an oozing sound and rushed towards the two.

As the body jumped, a thick blood gushed out, surrounded by ghosts with fangs and claws, bringing bursts of ghosts crying wolf howls, which made people feel gallant.

"Not good!"

Feeling the power and speed of that claw, Jin Zhengyang secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly pulled Jin Huayang beside him and quickly retreated.

The gray-gold light on his body burst out, forming a light curtain, and then he probed forward with one hand, and saw a disc-shaped magic weapon flying out of his palm, blocking in front of the light curtain.

With a sonorous sound, the demonic young man slashed across the disc with one claw, and in the splash of sparks on it, he slammed down on the two of them again.

Then, dozens of blood mist poured out around him, turning into a hideous blood snake in a retracting and shrinking manner, entwining and biting towards the two of them.

Only then did Jin Huayang come to his senses, watching Jin Muyang desperately resist the attack of the demonic youth, and hurriedly sacrificed a double-edged flying knife magic weapon, turning into a blue streamer and stabbing the demonic youth.

The corner of the demonic young man's mouth grinned, and a bloodthirsty smile crossed it, and the tip of his right claw that poked out suddenly poked out a blood-colored bone blade and collided with the double-edged flying knife, making a piercing sonorous explosion.

As soon as the double-edged flying knife came into contact with the blood-colored bone blade, it was slashed away by its blow, and there was a wailing that Zhonghua Guang was lost, and it looked like his spiritual damage was seriously damaged.

Jin Huayang only felt a pain in his mind, his chest was surging with blood, and suddenly a bloody arrow spurted out, and the gaze that looked at the demonic young man turned into horror and fear.

"Defend with all your might!" For the person who took away his son, although Jin Zhengyang's heart was full of resentment, the previous blow made his heart awe-inspiring, and he understood that he was not the opponent of the other party, and what he had to do now was to protect himself and join forces with the people of the Blood Demon Sect.

When Jin Huayang heard this, he slapped his chest with one hand, and a cloud of turquoise light shield floated out, instantly turning into a person and protecting the two behind him.

The demonic young man slashed the double-edged flying knife with a blow, and his body galloped again, his right hand jerked forward, and the strange edge of the blood-colored bone blade in the click sound jumped out of his palm with a whoosh, turning into a black bone body that was one foot long, and the blood-colored blade pointed war.

"Over here!"

Just as the demonic youth rushed towards the Jin family brothers, a voice from far and near came violently here, and then several powerful auras rushed here.

It was the five Lu Qiantu who came here to find the murderer of the Luo family.

When Jin Zhengyang and the two heard this, their faces were overjoyed.

But before they called out to Lu Qiantu and a few others, the joy on his face instantly froze, and he turned into a deep look of shock.

I saw that the demonic young man's speed skyrocketed suddenly, and he stabbed at the two of them violently with the Xuan Bone Battle Blade in his hand, and the blood-colored bone blade that rushed forward at an extremely fast speed cut through the void, stabbing out the Dao Dao Qi explosion, as if a powerful ghost was screaming.

Under the shocked gaze of the two of them, the blood-colored bone blade seemed to cut through the cloth, and with a soft pop, it pierced into the disc and instantly broke into the turquoise shield again.

This Xuan Bone Battle Warrior actually broke through two magic weapons in an instant, and the trend was unabated and stabbed towards the two of them.

Jin Zhengyang's eyes were shocked, seeing that the bone blade was about to approach, his complexion changed for a while, and his right hand suddenly dragged Jin Huayang beside him forward, and he actually pulled it in front of him to block the assassination of the bone blade.

"You ......" Jin Huayang couldn't have imagined that in this situation, his eldest brother Jin Zhengyang would actually use him as a shield, but before the words fell, he felt a pain in his chest, and the bone blade had pierced into his chest, and in an instant, a huge devouring force began to absorb the flesh and blood essence in his body.

Jin Zhengyang's eyes flashed, his right hand slapped Jin Huayang's back, and his left wrist flipped back when he took advantage of the momentum to fly back, and he saw a red jade talisman flashing, and he shot at Jin Huayang with a flick of his fingers, and shouted loudly: "Explosion!"

"Boom!"

The red jade talisman burst open in response, turning into a blazing flame, instantly enveloping Jin Huayang and turning into a blazing sun flame, and the flame swelled violently in the snap of his fingers.

"Boom!"

A wave of fluctuations that were even more powerful than before spread, but they erupted from the inside out, and it was the Jinhuayang Inner Dan that was detonated.

The strong air flow dispersed, and the rocks on the ground flew out, and the wall rockery not far away was instantly affected and collapsed outward.

With this delay, Kim Jong Yang took a few breaths and looked at the billowing smoke and dust with palpitations.

At this time, Lu Qiantu and the five others also appeared in the field, with a look of surprise in their eyes.

"Golden City Lord, can you see who it is?" Feeling the power of that fluctuation, but the three were wrapped in blood mist before, Lu Qiantu didn't see clearly who was chasing and killing the two.

But that strong aura couldn't be faked, which made Lu Qiantu's previous contempt completely put away, and he rarely showed a dignified color.

"I don't know who took away the child!" Kim Zhengyang said with a bitter face.

"What?" A flash of surprise flashed in Lu Qiantu's eyes, this Jin Zhengyang is also a grandmaster in the late stage of Jiedan, although his strength is not as good as his own, but his knowledge is not necessarily less.

How is it possible that his son has been taken away without even realizing that he has been taken away?

But the facts are in front of us, the brothers of the Kim family are gone, and in this tragic situation of the Kim family, Kim Jong-yang has no need to lie at all.

Just when Lu Qiantu and the five of them were surprised, they saw that the rolling smoke and dust suddenly spread outward, followed by a strange laugh that permeated people.

"Boom!"

I saw that in the rolling of smoke and dust, a blood-colored figure suddenly jumped out of the smoke, it was the demonic young man, flying towards everyone, holding a one-zhang long Xuanming Record in his hand, the blood-colored bone blade exuded a cold glow, breathtaking.

Looking at the undamaged appearance of the demonic youth, a trace of fear flashed in Jin Zhengyang's eyes, no one knew better than him the power of the previous blow, and the explosion of the golden pill of the mid-stage monk did not hurt the other party in the slightest, which seemed to be the strongest under the Yuan Infant.

"Humph!"

Feeling the pressure brought by the demonic youth, Lu Qiantu snorted coldly, and the bastard waved forward with one hand without fear, and a black vast demonic aura was released, turning into a three-zhang long black tiger and rushing towards it.

"Roar!"

The Demon Tiger actually let out a beast roar when he pounced, and there was a spirituality in his blood-colored eyes, if it weren't for the fact that the Demon Tiger's body was still surging like a black mist, this was completely the Yuanying Monk's method of transforming into a spirit.

But what shocked the other six people was that with a wave of the Xuanying Battle Blade in the demonic young man's hand, the blood-colored bone blade instantly slashed through the Demon Tiger, and with a pop, the Demon Tiger was cut in half from the middle.

The chilling wind brought up by the jumping body instantly blew away the demonic qi that made up the demon tiger.

This scene fell in the eyes of the six people, and it made their hearts awe-inspiring.

Although this blow was a casual blow from Lu Qiantu, with his realm of consummation, this blow was not weaker than that of an ordinary monk in the late stage of the Jiedan.

Several people glanced at each other, and sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, carefully forming a formation, looking like they were waiting for the battle.

Obviously, the strength of the demonic youth has attracted their attention.

The two old men were the most peculiar figures, and they saw that the two of them kept switching one after the other, and a blue-gray wind blade was surrounded around them, and they spun violently, as if forming a tornado full of sharp blades.

"Go!" The two old men pinched their hands and shouted in unison, and the wind blade tornado between their fingers took the lead in sweeping towards the demonic youth.

The bewitching young woman plucked a blood-colored hairpin from the top of her head, and the strange thing was that the top of the hairpin was a skull shape that shimmered yellow and was only the size of a thumb.

I saw her cherry lips lightly opened, and suddenly spit out a piece of essence that did not enter the blood hairpin, the jade hand pinched a little, and the blood hairpin trembled slightly, instantly turned into a streamer and flew into the air, and suddenly spread out in the air, and turned into a blood snake several feet long, the strange thing is that the head of the snake is a bewitching girl with a cloak, and it can be vaguely seen that the girl's appearance is quite similar to the young woman.

"Wow!"

The snake girl let out a sharp cry, and two silver fangs popped out of her mouth, and she pounced on the demonic youth.

And that Han Yuhua stared at the demonic youth with fear in his eyes, he had already suffered a great injury when he used the secret method before, where was he still capable of participating in this fight, but he just sacrificed a black short spear, surrounded the demonic youth, and symbolically attacked several times.

In the face of this exterminating and killing the enemy, Jin Zhengyang was naturally not to be left behind, gritted his teeth, opened his mouth and spit out a crystal jade light, which emitted a black light, turning into a jade seal the size of a square inch in front of him.

Jin Zhengyang took a jade seal in one hand, and galloped towards the demonic young man, turning into a giant jade seal that was one zhang long in the air, exuding a thick demonic aura, and slammed down.

This Jin Zhengyang was actually for revenge, and decisively sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

Lu Qiantu's cold eyes stared at the demonic young man, and he didn't rush to make a move, but instead poked out his divine sense, carefully staring at his every move, obviously looking for his flaws.

If such a strong enemy as Mian Du could not win in a short period of time, he would inevitably fall into a bitter battle, but for a monk like him who was about to break through, it was easy to hurt the origin.

Just as the seven people in the city lord's mansion were fighting, no one noticed it, and a faint black light swept by, hidden in the dark.