The blood-colored aura grew thicker and thicker as the third elder's face moved his fingers gloomily, and it looked like a ball of blood was floating around as far as the eye could see. ￡∝，

With a low drink, the blood-colored aura suddenly brightened, and it eroded directly at the green halo that rushed to his face, and one red and one green looked particularly dazzling under the black night.

For a moment, the two seemed to blend, eroding each other, and the soft green halo actually faintly fell into the downwind, being eaten away by the more evil-looking red aura, melting little by little.

Seeing this, the three elders' mouths evoked a smug smile, thinking that being young is young, even if his cultivation is comparable to his strength, his actual experience is still not very good.

I don't know what spiritual power attributes are attached to this group of blood-turning spirit duels, and in a short time, the blow of the spirit weapon was defused by the three elders. Song Rujing's little face was serious, and there was no change because of this small change.

The yellow spiritual power that followed swept in, once again enveloping this blood-colored mist, and the pungent and heavy smell of blood made Song Rujing a little disgusted, and her eyes were full of disgust.

As soon as the yellow spiritual power came into contact with this blood mist, there was something strange in Song Rujing's dark eyes, because he felt that this blood mist was full of corrosive ability, no wonder ordinary means spiritual power could not let him be damaged in the slightest.

The sea of clouds in the purple mansion in the body floated, and with the operation of the spiritual power, Song Ru calmed down and sank into the dantian, and a more violent yellow spiritual power was released outside the body, and this time this yellow spiritual power was full of attributes.

"Bang Bang..."

In the void, a slight sound sounded, like a fire burning to the point of dry firewood, and the blood mist that had previously prevailed immediately retreated in all directions to avoid this yellow spiritual power like a mouse seeing a cat.

The eyes of the three elders were finally full of vibration, the attribute contained in this little girl's spiritual power turned out to be a kind of supreme and yang flame, which was just right to restrain his yin and evil ability.

In the blink of an eye, this blood mist was wiped out, causing a cold snort from the nostrils of the third elder, and he glanced at Song Rujing fiercely, and the aura floated in his chest for a while, and suddenly there was a black red flame flag in his hand.

The whole flag is two and a half feet long, inlaid with gold wire, and the surface of the flag is painted with a blood-colored bewitching flower, and along with this flower, there are mysterious and profound lines around it.

Looking at the 'Blood Cloud Flag' in his hand. There was a cruel smile in the eyes of the three elders, although it was just a treasure, but the power should not be underestimated, the magic weapons of their evil cultivation were usually not the same means of refining, they needed some materials and some special things, these things were nothing more than taken from people, the means were cruel, and the heavens did not tolerate it, but the power was also huge.

The flag is unfurled in the wind, whirring. The surface of the black gold wire revealed a strange aura, and the three elders' withered hands held the flag, and then shook directly in the void, and the gray spiritual light scattered like a piece, and it was like a small fish swimming in the air.

Shaking again, the yin wind was blowing, the gray halo was even more intense, and Song Rujing's spiritual power became unstable, the yellow spiritual light was dim, and as the three elders continued to wave the magic weapon in their hands, this situation was even more serious.

Song Rujing's expression was still the same, and she didn't have any surprise and shock because of these sudden means, although she was not very old, but don't forget her birth, it was a suspended view of the ancient and modern times, only in such a place could she cultivate such a sinful person, whether it was strength or sight, so she already knew about these things.

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

Before the yellow spiritual power dissipated, another purple flame roared, illuminating the roads around it for several miles, and this purple flame emerged from the air in front of Song Rujing, and then rolled in the air towards the three elders.

This purple flame is the Purple Yuan Fire. To deal with the evil cultivation of this kind of yin and evil means, this kind of masculine thing is the best thing, and for a while, in this piece of the sky where the two of them were fighting, the yin wind was gusting, and the fire was monstrous. For a while, the two of them were on par with each other, and neither of them had a way to take each other, and the situation and fluctuations here could be said to be the most intense one, but as time went by, when the temptation of both sides ended, and they began to come up with the means to press the bottom of the box, it was the moment to divide the victory and defeat.

At this time, Song Yuansheng couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that there was no fluctuation in his sister's situation, and turned his eyes to Zhao Jiuge, seeing that Zhao Jiuge was still not inferior to Li Hechao and Liao's envoy, Song Yuansheng directly held the 'Eight-Sided Demon Mirror' again.

The white pillar of light swept by, advancing the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, and the rich light went directly towards the dozen or so Blood Demon Pavilion disciples behind him. These remaining disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion are nothing more than some disciples of the Spirit Pill Realm, the Foundation Building Realm, and even the Transformation Spirit Realm, where are Song Yuansheng's opponents.

A cultivator from the Yuan Infant Realm was holding a refined spiritual weapon that was far beyond what they could resist. In an instant, except for the seven or eight Blood Demon Pavilion disciples of the Spirit Pill Realm, the remaining dozen or so Blood Demon Pavilion disciples with poor strength were directly under this blow, and their souls flew away.

Song Yuansheng didn't show the slightest mercy to these demons, and as soon as he made a move, he did his best not to destroy these demons. Although the remaining seven or eight Blood Demon Pavilion disciples of the Spirit Pill Realm escaped this catastrophe, they were not much better, and they were all injured to varying degrees, and at this time, seeing Song Yuansheng's eyes sweeping towards them, their hearts sank, and they shivered on their bodies. The corner of his eye, which was fighting with Song Rujing, saw this scene, his pupils widened violently, and he began to fight a little desperately.

However, the gap in a realm cannot be made up by the number of people, not to mention that he still encountered a powerful Yuanying Realm monk like Song Yuansheng, holding a spiritual weapon.

Moreover, these seven or eight Blood Demon Pavilion disciples of the Spirit Pill Realm have a lot worse than their own strength pavilion disciples like Li Hechao and Liao Envoy, not to mention that they are still scattered, fighting separately, even if they join forces, they will give Song Yuansheng a lot of trouble, but after a tight moment, they were completely killed by Song Yuansheng, who was holding a mirror in one hand and a sword in the other. In the blink of an eye, there were only four Centaurs left in the Bloody Demon Pavilion in the canyon.

Seeing that so many disciples of the Blood Demon Pavilion were killed, the three elders and the nine elders all began to fight hard, although the disciples were killed, although they didn't care in their hearts, but if they killed too much, it would shake the foundation of the sect, even if they had outstanding high-level strength, what was the use of having no disciples? Besides, there were already hundreds of people in the Blood Demon Pavilion, and the number was not much, and nearly half of them died this time, how could the two of them not be in a hurry, at this time, they didn't care about delaying time, and they were desperate, waiting for support from the mountain.

However, the more desperate the three elders were, the more calm Song Rujing became, no matter what means the three elders used, or the strength was released, they couldn't help Song Rujing. This made the three elders' hearts begin to become anxious, and he secretly sighed in his heart that the disciples of the Holy Land really lived up to their reputation, and when it came to the background and many means, he was indeed inferior to himself.

On the other side, the obese Ninth Elder was still a little happy to face the cold and glamorous Lin Panruo, and he could face this beauty up close, but when he saw this woman burst out of the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant Realm, his heart sank.

Although the beauty is good, it is to be enjoyed.

Therefore, the Nine Elders used their whole body strength to fight against Lin Panruo like crazy, although a body of blood light was continuously released, but Lin Panruo's sword duel was too tricky, and every time he could find the air and make the sword qi almost hurt him.

At the same time, no matter what magic weapon and magic duel are used, this Lin Banruo has only one move from beginning to end, and that is the Hundred Flowers Sword Duel, which seems to have fallen in love with the use of the sword duel to the bone, and the degree of the realm of sword intent is outrageous. Therefore, although the Nine Elders felt the crisis, they were too busy to take care of themselves, and they looked like they were crumbling under Lin Panruo's hands.

The rest of the situation on the field was quite stable, Song Yuansheng didn't interfere as he wanted, just vigilantly, observing some of the tunnel exits leading to the mountain, and at the same time taking a look at the commonly used situation, when he saw Zhao Jiuge in one against two, Song Yuansheng was a little uneasy, his face hesitated for a moment and then shouted, "Jiuge, do you need my help!"

A sword to dodge the attacks of Li Hechao and Liao's envoys, Zhao Jiuge's face was cold, although it was a little difficult to deal with the two of them at the same time, but it was not yet at that critical juncture, just at this time, the corner of his eye caught a glimpse of Song Rujing and Lin Panruo's eyes.

Zhao Jiuge hurriedly shouted, "No, you go and help them, let's fight quickly and go down to find out what the situation is below." Remember to leave it for the living. Thoughtful, he suddenly reminded.

Song Yuansheng saw that Zhao Jiuge was still in the mood to speak one-on-two, and there was indeed no danger for the time being, so he was relieved. But asked him to intervene to help Song Rujing and Lin Banruo in the fight between the two women, he stuck out his tongue, he didn't have the courage yet, he couldn't deal with these two women's tempers, Lin Banruo was originally that cold appearance, not to mention, his sister's temper was even him to avoid three points.

Compared to the fierce situation and tense atmosphere of the competition in the canyon. Behind the door of the stone chamber at the bottom of the mountain was an eerie silence.

The five elders, who were originally at the door of the door in the stone room with their eyes closed and recuperated, suddenly the blood-colored jade plaque hanging at night flashed with a burst of light, and then the news of the three elders was transmitted, when they saw this scene, the five elders' expressions were still a little sluggish, and they didn't figure out what happened all of a sudden, and then when they understood it, their faces immediately became solemn, and they didn't care that there were more than twenty Blood Demon Pavilion disciples in the stone room, and they hurriedly pushed open the door of the stone room. Regardless of whether the sudden situation was from Yaolu Mountain or who, he had to go in immediately to report the situation to the pavilion master, after all, something was now at the last moment, and it was at a critical juncture.

"Crunch~"

With a sound, the stone door was opened, and the figure of the five elders hurriedly entered, and when the stone door was closed again after a bang, the figure of the five elders disappeared, and the previous calm was restored. Some of the disciples outside the stone room looked at this scene in a daze, and they didn't know what was going on.

A few dozen meters away from the stone gate, there are several figures constantly wandering in this somewhat dark stone cave at this moment, looking anxious.

There are only a few bright night pearls in the whole stone cave, which exude a faint halo, although it cannot completely illuminate this somewhat large stone cave, but it can also add some light.

In the middle of the stone cave, there is an open blood pool of dozens of meters, because there is still a lot of rich blood in the blood pool, which is disgusting, so it is not clear how high this blood pool is. But looking at the walls around the blood pool, it was obvious that most of the blood in the blood pool was consumed.

The entire blood pool and the surrounding stone caves were wafting with the smell of blood, and the shiny blood on the surface of the blood pool at this moment floated slightly, exuding a rich aura.

The blood in the entire blood pool gathered the essence blood of various spirit beasts and some humans or monks. At the same time, many spiritual medicinal materials were also added to it, making the entire blood pool more like a place of great tonic.

Blood pools are generally only built and used by evil cultivators who have cultivated some vicious and strange exercises, and each blood pool is very expensive, but the benefits are also very obvious, and it can quickly improve one's own cultivation strength.

The blood pool in front of me is not large, but it is very delicate, and the blood in the blood pool can be more delicate and mellow. And the most important point is that this blood pool is a little different from the ordinary blood pool.