The man had a strange smile on his face, and his steps were slight, but after a few steps he was in front of the wooden door where the women were hidden. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Fang Cun, who was hidden above the roof, saw that this person was like a ghost, and his heart was shocked, and he looked up at a golden spiritual light not far away.

This golden spiritual light was as vast as the stars in the dark night, and it did not hide the fluctuations of spiritual power on its body, coming towards this place.

This person looked at the direction where Ji Daoren was coming with a slight feeling, and chuckled, revealing an inexplicable expression.

Immediately, the folding fan in this person's hand waved, and a blood-colored evil qi shot out from the folding fan.

The wooden door in front of this person was like paper paste under the blood-colored aura, turning into debris and flying.

"Ah~" exclamations came from inside the door, and the women looked at the wooden door that had turned into crumbs, and they all showed frightened voices, their bodies were entangled, and they curled up together.

And the more than a dozen servants who guarded the woman were stunned at first when they saw the handsome boy who walked in behind the wooden door, but then showed nervousness.

One of the squad leaders, who looked like a lieutenant, shook the spear in his hand, his voice trembled, and said, "Who are you and why did you break in?" ”

After saying that, he shook the spear in his hand again, and the other officials also echoed.

The man with the folding fan stretched out his tongue as red as blood, licked his lips, revealed a cruel smile, and his cold voice sounded: "Isn't I the murderer you are looking for, hehe." ”

The voice was eerie and cold.

When the women heard this, they exclaimed again, and even a dozen or so officials took a few steps back, their faces showing their faces.

Not far away, the Daoist is already only a few miles away from here, and judging by its speed, it will take more than ten breaths to reach here.

The man with the folding fan looked at the frightened women behind the dozen officials, and a look of greed flashed in his eyes, as if the woman in front of him was the most wonderful delicacy in the world.

With a wave of the folding fan in the man's hand, a bloody aura rose from this person.

This bloody breath was as scarlet as blood, rich to the extreme, and a fishy smell spread out.

At this moment, the folding fan in the man's hand has long disappeared, and the white clothes on his body have long turned into bloody clothes, with a pair of blood-red eyes, and the temperament of the whole person has changed greatly.

All the women and officials turned stool one after another, and they wanted to run away as if they were flying.

Looking at the frightened crowd scattered in all directions, the man with the folding fan smiled, the blood on his body was shocked, and he turned into dozens of ghost-like figures and rushed towards everyone.

Faintly, there were countless women struggling and wailing in pain in the bloody aura.

These dozen blood-colored figures were extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, they caught up with a servant, and the fierce ghost in the blood smiled hideously, and then followed this person's facial features into this person's body.

This person's figure was stagnant, his face was painful, and there were blood-colored pustules on his body, and this person kept scratching at the pustules with both hands, and the pustules burst one by one, and streams of blood-colored evil qi flew from them, and soon the official fell to the ground, shriveled and died.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen officials all died under the bloody aura.

The women also fainted under the stench and poisonous gas emitted by the bloody breath and fell to the ground.

Fang Cun silently stood on the roof and watched all this, he didn't choose to make a move, firstly, out of his jealousy of this demon cultivator, at this time, the aura emitted by this demon cultivator had reached the level of the middle stage of foundation building, the demonic qi was monstrous, and the bloody aura shrouded a radius of one zhang;

The most important thing is that Fang Cun always feels that something is wrong.

The aura emanating from this demon cultivator's body still reached the level of the late stage of foundation building, but instead of running away, the Daoist rushed towards this place at the same speed, which made him very puzzled, with the ink-colored Dao robe, he was not worried about being discovered, and witnessed all this with a calm expression.

"Evil beasts, Hugh's rampant. ”

A loud shout came, and a golden spiritual light flew from a distance, and in a blink of an eye, it reached the top of the demon cultivator's head, and it was a copper coin magic sword.

The golden light of the copper coin magic sword soared, turning into a golden lightning and suddenly submerging into the bloody qi.

Boom!

The sound of gold and stone clashing sounded, and the copper coin magic sword was suddenly bounced up from the blood-colored evil qi, and after a few rotations, it stopped.

At the same time, a golden light leaped from outside the wall and fell into the wall, and the Daoist finally arrived.

Ji Daoren looked at the dozen or so officials who had died on the ground, his face was very ugly, his eyes were blazing and he looked at the demon cultivator not far away, stretched out his hand, and the copper coin magic sword flew into his hand.

桀桀桀~

A hoarse laugh came from the blood-colored aura, and a blood-colored skull suddenly flew out of the blood-colored aura, floating in front of the demon cultivator and not moving.

This blood-colored skeleton was three feet in size, and two green and faint soul flames were rising and extinguishing in the eyes, and the sound of the mouth opening and the jaw was rattling, exuding an extremely heavy blood-colored murderous aura.

"Hey, even the cultivation of the seventh layer of qi refining dares to stop me, it's really looking for death. ”

Demon Xiu's voice sounded, and the blood-colored skeleton dribbled in mid-air, and when he opened his mouth, a bloody aura erupted, and this bloody aura dispersed in the air, and dozens of female remnant souls appeared in place.

The remnant souls of these dozens of women let out a roar in the air, and as soon as the remnant souls and blood qi condensed, they turned into a blood-red arrow.

When the demon cultivator saw this arrow, he smiled strangely and said, "My blood skeleton is lacking the soul of a monk, you are the most suitable, taste the power of my blood arrow, Jiji." ”

After that, the bloody arrow in mid-air buzzed, and it changed into an afterimage and disappeared in place.

Seeing the bloody arrows flying, Ji Daoren snorted coldly, took out a few talismans from the storage bag, and pinched one of the talismans and placed it on his chest, chanting words in his mouth.

"Hurry!"

Ji Daoren snorted lightly and threw the talisman at the bloody arrow.

This talisman burst into flames in mid-air, and in the blink of an eye, it turned to ashes.

Bang~

A thunderbolt sounded in the sky at this moment, and a thunderbolt the thickness of a thumb fell from the sky, and instantly hit the bloody arrow.

Fang Cun's pupils shrank, and he said secretly: "Heavenly Thunder Treasure Talisman!"

The Heavenly Thunder Talisman is a seven-grade talisman, and it is very restrained against evil demons and monsters, he didn't expect that this Daoist had this talisman in his hand, which was really much beyond his expectations.

No wonder this person dared to face the demon cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, it turned out that he was relying on this Heavenly Thunder Treasure Talisman!

"It's just that the Heavenly Thunder Treasure Talisman alone still can't defeat this demon cultivator, what other means does this Daoist have to fall to the ground?" Fang Cun looked at the two who were fighting condescendingly, and muttered.

Sneer~

The sound of water and fire blending sounded, and the heavenly thunder struck the bloody arrow, instantly turning into a spider-like thunder web covering the bloody arrow, countless slight thunderbolts flickered, and the bloody arrow condensed by the bloody qi was consumed in less than a breath and disappeared in mid-air.

The remnants of dozens of women's souls were also scattered under this thunder.

"My bloody arrows! ”

Seeing this, the demon cultivator who was hidden in the bloody qi roared angrily, and the bloody aura within a zhang of his body suddenly surged, and the soul of a woman in blood-colored clothes emerged from the bloody qi.

The eyes of the blood-shirted woman's soul were also blood-red, and an extremely strong bloody and dead aura emanated from this soul.

"Bloody Spirit!"

"It's a bloody spirit!"

Fang Cun and Ji Dao people said in unison when they saw this soul.

The bloody evil spirit is an extremely evil thing in heaven and earth, and it takes nine women with pure yin bodies to be tortured and die before they have a chance to be born, and it is a collection of resentment, evil thoughts, and fierce thoughts.

This bloody fierce spirit is very easy to devour the lord, and many ghost cultivators and demon monks died because of the bloody fierce spirit's backlash, and the monks who refined the bloody fierce spirit did not end well in the end, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

"桀桀~"

"Blood, your blood has arrived, but this time you have to keep your soul. Demon Xiu spoke.

The bloody fierce spirit in mid-air looked at the Ji Dao man opposite, his eyes flashed red, and the bloody shirt on his body was inciting, flying towards the Ji Dao man.

On the fingers of the bloody spirit, a half-foot-long blood-red nail stretched out!

"I'll see how you resist this time!"