"Woo!" Before the smoke had cleared, a roar of a demon beast suddenly came from within. The roar of the pen, fun, and pavilion www.biquge.info penetrated directly through the eardrums of the monks present and fell into the hearts of every monk.

Every monk suddenly felt a fierce tiger appear in their hearts, and the fierce tiger had a hideous face, and swallowed his heart in one gulp. For a moment, everyone felt their spirits tremble, their hearts twisted like knives, and then they couldn't feel their own heartbeat.

This is a roar of anger, an unyielding roar, a self-created supernatural power!

Just when everyone's spirits were shaking and their hearts were lost, a bloody shadow flew out.

A disciple of the Bloody Hand Sect in the late stage of the Spirit Crystal Realm had just recovered from shock and wanted to defend, but suddenly his face turned pale, his pupils dilated, and the whole person fell directly from the air, and was pinched in his hand by the galloping blood shadow.

It was as if he was about to fall, and the blood shadow happened to pass by, just in time to catch it.

Next, all the monks saw the blood shadow. A figure covered in blood, unable to see facial features, hair, clothes, skin, and only blood on his entire body, as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood for months and then picked up, or rather, it was not a human being, but a monster made entirely of blood.

Directly in front of the man of blood was a heart, the heart was very red, still beating strong and powerful, and there were a few ribs next to the heart, but this rib was also red.

There was originally a pair of wings on the back of the Blood Shadow, but at this time, the wings had disappeared, and instead of being taken back, they were shattered and nothing was left.

It was such a blood shadow that his hand directly broke the neck of the disciple of the Blood Hand Sect, as if he was carrying a chicken. The corpse in his hand also made an inexplicable "gurgling" sound, and it dried up as if the blood in his body was constantly being sucked into the body of the blood shadow.

"Youkai!"

"Hell!"

The fighting spirit of the disciples of the Bloody Hand Sect collapsed in an instant, and they no longer had the heart to stay, and a few of them even did not hesitate to tear off the shackles of the "Qinglian Yuanyang Array" and flee outward.

"Bless the formation! Increase the input of spiritual power, don't let anyone go!" Xue Wenrui's voice came from within that blood shadow, making every Heavenly Spirit Sect cultivator's heart tremble.

The disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect suddenly woke up, and their spiritual power continued to be injected into the great array. Those Spirit Crystal Realm cultivators also hurriedly flew back to the formation eye.

Sun Ruoling picked up the array disk of the "Eclipse Sun Cangyan Array", but her feeling about Xue Wenrui became more and more weird, from the first time she rescued her, she felt that Xue Wenrui was different from other monks.

She had never seen Xue Wenrui cast a spell, and the other party's battle was very similar to that of a demon beast, and now, the other party's attack method was somewhat similar to the demon clan she saw a few days ago, the howling sound was similar to the magic sound spell of the fan demon cultivator at the beginning, and the weird method of letting the demon clan die without using his hands was also similar to the demon clan's attack method.

All of this made her feel: Xue Wenrui is not a human monk!

The other monks may have not had time to think about it because the scene was too shocking, but Sun Ruoling was a smart person, and if it weren't for the affection in it, she would have discovered this earlier.

This discovery also made her heart even heavier, but now that the war is over, she can only collect her mood and continue to control the "Eclipse Sun Flame Array".

The sparks of the "Eclipse Sun Flame Array" began to grow thick again. Ever since he heard Xue Wenrui's roar, the Sun Heart Fire had stopped sucking, and then he stood there like a child who had done something wrong, at a loss.

After absorbing the large array of flames for so long, the complexion of the Sun Heart Fire has improved a lot, and the size has also become larger. It's just that compared to the beginning, it's still far inferior.

Hearing Xue Wenrui's order to shout "not one to stay", Sun Xinhuo seemed to have found an opportunity to atone for his sins, and he rushed to those disciples of the Bloody Hand Sect as if he had gone crazy.

Now Xue Wenrui is like a killing god, he is covered in blood, a heart is half exposed, and he walks towards those disciples of the Bloody Hand Sect step by step.

Those disciples wanted to escape, how could the power of the "Qinglian Yuanyang Array" increase greatly, they seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, even if they used their essence blood, they could only fly out of one or two zhang, not to mention that there were more and more sparks, they could only resist desperately, how could they still have the heart to tear off the shackles and escape.

As Xue Wenrui walked forward, the original corpse in his hand became more and more dry, and finally became a dry bone, which was thrown away by him, but Xue Wenrui's complexion seemed to have become much better because of the sucking of flesh and blood.

Xue Wenrui himself was also a little shocked, he didn't expect that the Blood Sea Tree could not only suck the essence blood of demon beasts, but also absorb the essence blood of monks, although the flesh and blood of monks were much worse than those of demon beasts, but it was what he needed the most now.

He was too seriously injured, and he had to keep sucking to slow down the deterioration of his injuries and make himself recover faster. Moreover, for the disciples of the Bloody Hand Sect, he didn't care at all whether this method was too bloody or not.

He walked slowly forward, towards the nearest monk, and whenever the monk wanted to resist, wanted to cast a spell or sacrifice a magic weapon, Xue Wenrui would look at him.

On that blood-stained face, there was a look that seemed to come from hell, and just one glance, the rebellious monk seemed to see the devil, his pupils dilated, and then he lowered his spell-casting arm.

Xue Wenrui walked over gently, stretched out his hand, pinched the other party's neck, and lifted the other party gently, as if picking a wild flower.

The monk he grabbed did not resist at all, it was as soft as a straw, it was picked up, and then the claws on his neck sucked up the flesh and blood of his whole body, turning it into a dry bone.

When Xue Wenrui walked up to the next monk, he would throw away a dry bone. Then, he gently grabbed another monk, who, though dancing and trying to resist desperately, stopped all his movements a moment before the palm came, and was obediently grabbed by the bloody hand, becoming the next dry bone in his hand.

What made the monk stop his actions was the demon exercise "Soul Piercing Spear".

Now Xue Wenrui is extremely injured, and he has no ability to fight at all, he killed the Blood Hand Sect monk just to heal his injuries, and the only way he can kill the Blood Hand Sect monk is his divine cultivation.

And so the weird stuff went on......

"Demons, demons!" The eyes of the monks of the Bloody Hand Gate were full of despair, and the Bloody Hand Gate could be said to have the most contact with the demons, because they were like a plate of loose sand, they didn't know how to help each other in the same boat, and when they met the demons, they would be defeated with one blow.

It can be said that the demon clan also likes the disciples of the Bloody Hand Sect the most, and although the disciples of the Tianling Sect are not in the slightest danger to the demons, after all, the cultivation is too weak, but the cultivation of the disciples of the Bloody Hand Sect is much stronger, and there is no resistance either.

For the demon race, the whole body of the monk is a "treasure", and his divine soul is the best elixir for the demon cultivator to improve his cultivation, and the flesh and blood of the whole body also contribute to the condensation of the demonic qi and coordinate the balance in the demonic cultivator's own body.

It's just that the monk's divine soul and demon cultivation can devour it without limits, while the monk's flesh and blood, the demon clan can't devour too much. If it passes, the Yang Qi in the Demon Cultivator's body will be too heavy and bring about a new imbalance.

Even so, in this spatial rift, it is common to see a body that has been sucked into dry bones. Compared with what Xue Wenrui sucked, the dry bones formed by Xue Wenrui's absorption did not have a trace of demonic qi surrounding, and the dry bones absorbed by the demon cultivators seemed to be fished out of the eighteen hells, and there would be a demonic qi that was extremely cold and cold on them.

"Demon Clan?!Is he a Demon Clan!?" The Heavenly Spirit Sect disciples were also shocked in their hearts.

Along the way, they had also seen a few dried corpses that had been sucked into dry bones, and several of them were still their comrades. It's just that Mo Jianchen, under Xue Wenrui's instructions, took into account the demonic qi on their bodies, and did not take these disciples back and take them out of the space, but buried them on the spot.

They naturally didn't want Xue Wenrui to be a demon, even if this demon was helping them now.

"He's not a demon!" Mo Jianchen said categorically.

"Yes, you see that there is no demonic energy on the corpse!" Jiao Tai also quickly explained, he didn't want the army's heart to waver at this time.

"That's true, there is no need for the demons to help us!" As the captain, Sun Ruoling also expressed her attitude, although her heart was like a stormy wave.

Under the affirmation of several core figures, the hearts of the disciples of the Heavenly Spirit Sect gradually stabilized.