Hearing that the tone of this huge blood man softened a little, the Blood Sword Song beside him hurriedly greeted him, kneeling on the ground and knocking, "Lord Judgment! This person united two traitors to destroy my Demon King Palace, it is the mortal enemy of the demon clan, and I hope that the Lord will get rid of him." ”

Hearing this, Yang Ran also turned his head to look at the fairy in the dream, but saw that her expression was still cold at the moment, and she had no other emotions at all.

"Tsk......" A terrifying laugh came from the river of blood, "Your Excellency, this is the business of our demon clan, if you can leave immediately, the deity will not be blamed for the past!"

The words of the huge bloody man were taken aback by the five people present! Even Yang Ran was full of doubts. With the cultivation of the Blood Man Demon Venerable realm, it was easy to eliminate their side, but listening to the tone was so relaxed, could it be that the dream immortal still hid his strength that he didn't know, so that this Demon Venerable-level adjudicator was afraid of it?

The fairy in the dream did not hesitate at all, her face was a little determined, "I'm sorry, I have to take these two people away today!"

The resolute voice resounded throughout the world, piercing through the blood mist.

"Haha! That deity can only send you to hell too!"

Between the squirming of the blood river, a blood-red figure slowly emerged, his face was covered with blood dripping, raised his scarlet eyes, looked at Yang Ran indifferently, and his hoarse voice echoed under this sky: "The deity has not made a move for many years." ”

Yang Ran looked at this figure, this person was wearing a set of blood-colored robes, all of his hair was scarlet, red eyes and red eyebrows, at a glance, a chilling smell of blood was permeating.

This is the breath of the Demon Venerable powerhouse, this is the breath that they can't defeat at all!

"What should we do now? We are no match for them at all!" Looking at the blood-red figure getting closer and closer, feeling that terrifying coercion getting stronger and stronger, Mo Tianlun's face was full of solemnity.

Yang Ran couldn't help but look at the fairy in his dream.

At this moment, the placket of her clothes was blown up, and at a glance, even her figure was faintly like duckweed, looking shaky in the wind, thin and unweathered. It's just that her lips are very tight at the moment, her shoulders are trembling slightly, at this moment, for some reason, Yang Ran feels that the fairy sister, who has always been cold and elegant, makes people feel helpless and frightened for the first time.

"Childe" Just as Yang Ran was staring at her, the fairy in the dream suddenly called him softly.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ran asked suspiciously.

"Remember what I said," the dream fairy turned his face away, and there was a hint of determination on his cold face, "When you escape from the Eighteen Blood Demon Domain, you must open the Immortal God Coffin." ”

"I remember," at this time, Yang Ran felt that something was wrong, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay!" said the dream fairy, but her figure suddenly floated out, straight towards the tall blood shadow.

Yang Ran was taken aback, how could she defeat the Demon Venerable powerhouse with her strength, wouldn't this be a moth fighting a fire and killing herself? Yang Ran subconsciously wanted to stop the dream immortal, but the latter was shrouded in a cloud of white light at this moment, as soon as he approached, the white light was like a wall that bounced him away, and he couldn't get close at all!

In just a moment, the fairy in the dream floated in the air, and she fluttered in a white dress, really like a fairy above the nine heavens, her face was sacred and inviolable.

"Bang bang bang!" Suddenly, ten thousand white rays of light burst out from the dream fairy's body, and the light was so fierce that the entire heaven and earth were enveloped by a white light in an instant, and even the originally thick blood mist around the adjudicator became much lighter.

The sense of uneasiness continued to spread in Yang Ran's heart, and the body of the fairy in the dream continued to rise, and at this moment she was like the core of the whole world, shrouded in a white light, scattering the holy light.

This light was extremely warm and sacred, and what was even more amazing was that when this light spread all over his body, Yang Ran felt that the golden heart in his chest was beating violently, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.

The light was getting brighter and brighter, and the aura of the dream fairy was also rising, and at this moment, no one, even the adjudicator, looked up at her.

In the dream, the fairy's white clothes fluttered in the air, and in the fierce wind, there was suddenly a trace of golden flame flickering on the body of the fairy in the dream, and then the golden light continued to spread to her whole body, and the white clothes were intertwined with the red flames, hunting and dancing, like the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Looking at the suddenly burning golden flame, Yang Ran's heart sank to the ice valley.

Burning the soul! The fairy in the dream is actually burning his own soul!

Yes, burning souls can gain great power for a short time, but doing so has an even more terrifying consequence: no reincarnation!

Yang Ran's heart tingled, he opened his mouth and shouted the name of the immortal in his dream but was forced back by the wind, he wanted to run to extinguish the flames, but the woman in white who was burning in the sky opened her arms and rushed towards the blood mist in the sky.

The arbiter, who had always been arrogant, became frightened at this moment, he kept screaming and shouting something, and the terrible voice echoed throughout the hall, and turned around the whole sky, but in the fierce wind, no one could hear it. And then, under the scorching heat of this flame, the blood mist in the sky continued to disappear.

The indescribable loud noise shook the entire sky, the unstoppable flames pierced the judges, and the entire mountain shook violently, the rocks flew sideways, and countless huge cracks appeared on the mountain as if it were split, and the entire space became distorted in an instant, and even the turbulence of the space like lightning burst out in all directions, as if the end was coming.

Faintly, a small piece of white cloth like snow slowly fell from mid-air.

The wind was blowing, and the air was scorching. In the chaos, Mo Tianlun caught Yang Ran, and now the space is in chaos, although it is extremely sinister, but it is the best moment to escape!

Mo Tianlun carried Yang Ran and went straight towards those spatial gaps, at this moment Yang Ran's head was blank, he looked at the red flame, and felt as if it was burning in his heart. He reached out and grabbed the small piece of white cloth and held it firmly in his palm.

The gap in space is getting closer and closer, as long as you enter, you can escape from the Eighteen Blood Demon Domain and be sent to an unknown direction. But at this moment, Yang Ran didn't feel any joy, his eyes turned from the flame to the other side, and the white-haired demon girl also looked over, even if he looked at it from a distance, the tears in his eyes were faintly visible.

The golden flames, the purple figure, only a deep glance, Yang Ran's whole person fell into the spatial turbulence.

Yang Ran didn't know where he would be sent by the spatial turbulence, and he didn't know how long it would be before he returned here. He only knew that from now on, he was the only one left in the unknown world.

The white cloth in the palm of his hand, the purple inner armor in his arms, was so cold at this moment that there was no trace of temperature.

......

The Demon Domain Mountains, the scorching sun in the sky, scorched endless verdant towering ancient trees.

In a dead grass, the wind blew up a pile of yellow sand, faintly revealing a cyan figure hidden in it.

The figure was white-haired, slightly thin, ragged and scarred, but strangely enough, instead of red blood, a strange silvery-white liquid was pouring out of the wound. He was covered in bruises, and if it weren't for the intermittent breath coming from the tip of his nose, I am afraid that everyone would think that this was a corpse abandoned in the desert.