Chapter 229: Bloody Murder

The moment Zhang Yuanhao had just escaped into the ground, his qi disappeared into the blood-shrouded ruins of the Sword Pavilion, which shocked all the foundation-building existences that were secretly spied on.

"Damn, where?"

In the middle of the air, the Yi Yan Sword Sect's mid-foundation building stage was like a ghost with a frenzied body of essence and blood, and his face was still burning with a raging essence blood fire.

He was almost going crazy, but he didn't hesitate to burn his essence and blood, urging the Yi Yan Dao Sword left by the ancestor in the door, but now he couldn't even find the person he wanted to kill.

Speaking of Zhang Yuanhao, as soon as he entered the ground, he frantically fled downward, until he reached the edge of the protective prohibition of Qiyuan City, and escaped thousands of meters underground, releasing his spiritual sense, capturing the wisps of fluctuations that came down from the ground.

At the moment, on the ground.

The Yi Yan Sword Sect guard monk was also dizzy, and he suddenly raised the Yi Yan Dao Sword, and the pure white spiritual light that penetrated the sky suddenly cut through the ruins of the Sword Pavilion wrapped in heavy chains, and plowed the ground into a gap tens of meters deep, the gap was hundreds of meters long, and a sinkhole appeared.

"Li Jiangguang is going to die!"

In the darkness, a voice murmured, as if sighing.

When the words fell, I saw that the crimson figure burning in the air suddenly dimmed, and the violent aura immediately withered, and the whole person was stunned in the air, and then turned into a cloud of green smoke and dissipated.

Soul Destroy!

And the Yi Yan Dao Sword in mid-air, without the person's spiritual power supply and qi traction, the pure white spiritual light that penetrated the sky and the earth dimmed in an instant, and an unpretentious blood-patterned wooden sword fell straight down and fell to the ground.

"What about the demon cultivator, was he killed by Yi Yandao Sword?"

In the middle of the night, a Tsukiki presence in the dark spoke up.

But before his words fell, a familiar and terrifying aura fluctuation suddenly came from the ruins of the flaming Sword Pavilion, and a cold blood flame cone shot out from it, and the direction was the Zhuji existence who had just asked questions.

"Spare your life!"

That person was a gray-haired old woman, her cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation building, but her aura was profound, obviously she had stayed in this realm for a long time, almost reaching her peak, but at this moment, she saw that blood flame cone shooting like a rat being stepped on by its tail, and let out a sharp cry.

Rumble!

Before she could escape, the blood-colored flames exploded by the blood flame cone and turned one of the buildings she was in directly into a sea of fire, and the old woman didn't even have time to scream, and she was buried in it with a large number of monks in the building, and there were no bones.

"Shhh

All the monks present seemed to be invaded from head to foot by a chill, and they couldn't help but gasp, but they didn't dare to make a sound, for fear that the deadly blood flame cone would come to them without knowing when it would come to them.

Flowing and dripping –

It seems to rain after every bloody battle. In the thick of the night, a light rain quietly came, gradually extinguishing the raging fire.

Above the ruins of the Sword Pavilion, the rocks were craggy, the scorched wood was piled up, and the most eye-catching metal treasure house was nearly split in half by a narrow opening, revealing the various treasures inside.

Grunt!

All the foundation building beings present couldn't help but roll their throats, a trace of greed flashed in their eyes, and they stared at the forbidden and shattered Sword Pavilion treasure house.

But none of them dared to move, because the terrifying demon cultivator who slaughtered Zhuji like slaughtering a dog was still inside, and they could clearly sense its violent and dark aura.

After a long time, an expressionless black figure slowly walked out of it, his eyes swept around, sneered, turned into a scarlet blood light, and flew towards the outside of the city.

Buzzing!

At this time, a formation aura suddenly lit up outside the entire Qiyuan City, and the great protective array was activated, like an inverted giant bowl, which detained the entire city covering hundreds of miles, making it impossible for people to enter and exit.

Isn't this looking for death?

The Tsukiji who was present trembled in his heart. Sure enough, the black-armored monk who flew into the air had a gloomy face, looked at the City Lord's Mansion dozens of miles away, where the formation fluctuations were exposed, and casually threw out a cold blood flame cone, and then turned his head and flew out.

Rumble!

A light rain poured down, and a bewitching blood-colored fire rose into the sky, engulfing the most majestic city lord's mansion in Qiyuan City, and countless screams were snuffed out in their throats before they could be released.

At this point, the Yi Yan Sword Sect in Qiyuan City belonged to it, and it was completely destroyed!

Before the large array of spiritual light outside the city could be completely revealed, it directly collapsed with the destruction of the formation core, and the pure white spiritual light turned into countless white points of light and dissipated.

Shout!

Everyone was frightened and glad to see the bloody light go away, and their hearts breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

This evil star is finally gone!

Crackling!

The light rain came and went quickly, and before the fire of the City Lord's Mansion was extinguished, there was no follow-up, and the fire that was gradually extinguished was not suppressed by the rain, and it spread again, and the City Lord's Mansion was crumbling in a red firelight.

"In the treasure trove of the Sword Pavilion...... I think there's a treasure out there......"

In the existence of the foundation in the dark, I don't know who let out a sigh of emotion.

As he said, among the ruins of the bleak blue smoke and ashes, a metal treasure house that was almost split in half was particularly eye-catching, especially the treasure aura that erupted from it, which made people breathe heavily.

"Haha, that demon cultivator didn't even take away all the treasures, wouldn't it be cheaper for us!"

In the distance, several fierce-looking Qi cultivators rushed towards the ruins with sword light, and they were about to take the lead in rushing into the cracked metal treasure house gap, when several sharp earth cones suddenly protruded from the ground, nailing them to death in front of the treasure house door with their swords.

The existence of the foundation can't help but move.

"Old Ghost Mo, he dared to take the things of Yi Yan Sword Sect, and he couldn't find death?" Some people are afraid and jealous.

"What are you afraid of, we all rushed up, and finally put the responsibility on that demon cultivator, who would question it?"

In the sky-high flames, a distorted figure rattled and turned into a brown light and rushed towards the ruins of the Sword Pavilion.

Seeing this scene, all the foundation-building beings in the city turned their hearts sideways, and they all turned into retreats and rushed into the treasure house of the Sword Pavilion, and began a round of snatching of Zhang Yuanhao's remaining treasures.

It wasn't until noon on the third day that this matter fermented in Cangfeng Country, and in less than two days, everyone in the entire Cangfeng Country knew that a demon cultivator with monstrous flames actually washed the Sword Pavilion in Qiyuan City with his own strength, and all the Yi Yan Sword Sect monks in Qiyuan City died there, and even the Sword Pavilion Treasury let him clean it, and there was not even a single hair left.

Bloodmassacre!

Just when this feared name was spread in the territory of Cangfeng Kingdom, the focus of the matter was in Qiyuan City, a young monk in a red robe was ushered in, if Zhang Yuanhao was here, he would be surprised to see the robe on his body.

Douyuan Immortal Sect!