The Blood Spirit Ancestor tensed his nerves, his eyes carefully watching the wind and grass around him, and after a period of silence, he decided to leave here first. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Surrounded by dense bamboo forests, most of the roads in the bamboo forest look the same, when I came just now, the Blood Spirit Ancestor didn't notice any difference, but now that he was about to leave, he suddenly found that the roads around him began to change and move, as if they had grown legs alive, and only the Blood Spirit Ancestor was dazzled, and he couldn't even tell the direction.

Seeing this, the Blood Spirit Ancestor had no choice but to stop in front of the bamboo forest, not daring to approach.

He thought for a while, and said in his heart: "It is said that this Zhuge old thief is proficient in the Heaven and Earth Xuanmen Formation of Qimen Dunjia, and now it seems that this bamboo forest must have been laid down by Zhuge Old Thief." ！”

When the Blood Spirit Ancestor thought of this, a light suddenly appeared in his eyes, and he secretly said to himself: "It seems that my eight useless things have not come back until now, and eighty percent must have been trapped by this strange array!"

The Blood Spirit Ancestor made a calculation in his heart, and then said: "Although these things are useless, they are still loyal, so it's a pity to let them die like this!"

He had a good calculation in his heart, and immediately made up his mind to prepare to save his subordinates, but how could he break the formation and go in to save people? The Blood Spirit Ancestor was also in a dilemma when he looked at the various formations in front of him!

After pondering for a moment, the Blood Spirit Ancestor seemed to suddenly remember something, a bright light flashed in his eyes, and then his feet slammed on the ground, and the person stood straight in the air on the top of the green bamboo next to him. Now he looked around condescendingly, and all the surrounding distractions were in full view, and sure enough, he found that his eight leaders were trapped in eight different places by the mysterious and strange formation, and it was difficult to get out.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor carefully observed the positions of the eight people, and saw that the eight people were trapped in eight different positions in the Bagua Array, and they switched to each other during the period, which was really difficult to rescue. When he was helpless, he heard a buzzing roar in the air, looked up into the distance, and was happy, it turned out that this roar was the big plane with the skull logo printed on his evil spirit legion.

"Just in time!"

The Blood Spirit Ancestor was overjoyed, and when the plane hovered vertically above his head, he immediately exerted another force, jumped into the large plane suspended in the air.

In less than two minutes, the Blood Spirit Ancestor jumped out of the plane again and returned to Zhuxiao. It's just that at this time, there are three more sharp swords in his hands.

These three swords have different styles and colors, the one that exudes a crimson light is Xuelin, the one that exudes a faint and clear light is Long Yuan, and there is a yellowish light all over the body, which is the Xuanyuan Sword of the Four Saints of Xuanyuan.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor stood on the bamboo with the three swords, glanced around again, and then his sharp and hot gaze immediately condensed on the three swords in his hand, "Ten Divine Soldiers? Hmph, today I will try the power of the three of you together!"

After the Blood Spirit Ancestor finished speaking, he threw out the sword in his hand with both hands and threw it into the air, and then the three swords seemed to have a special attraction, circling each other in the air for a few times, and finally suddenly gathered together with a sonorous sound, and assembled into a complete giant sword.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor's gaze became hotter and hotter, and it was even about to burst into flames.

He couldn't wait now, so he immediately turned around and grasped this brand-new weapon made of the three great divine swords in a flash of lightning.

"I hope you don't let me down!"

The Blood Spirit Ancestor laughed coldly, and then a stream of blood-red liquid spread up from his chest, like tree roots, some along the veins and all over his cheeks, while others spread along his arms and hands, and finally poured into the giant sword in his hand like blood.

The sword in his hand drank blood, and immediately became crazy, and the ・・・・・・ trembled non-stop.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor saw it in his eyes, and his eyes began to be filled with irrepressible excitement, and then he waved the sword in his hand, and as soon as he turned around, he fell from the bamboo to the ground, and the sword in his hand was waved wantonly on the ground, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

No matter how exquisite the formation left by Zhuge Wolong, without these bamboo forests, it would be useless in the esoteric formation.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor also thought of this, so he decided to cut down all the bamboos here.

The power of the divine soldiers gathered by these three divine soldiers was really not to be underestimated, and in less than half an hour, all the bamboos within a radius of one mile were all cut down to the ground by the Blood Spirit Ancestor, and at the same time, the eight subordinates trapped in the formation were rescued.

The eight people led by the jade-faced Yama have always been arrogant and domineering on weekdays, but today they were all tortured and embarrassed in the formation, like deserters running back from the battlefield.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor looked at his eight embarrassed subordinates, and his tone instantly became very terrifying, "A group of rice buckets, don't get out of here!"

The eight people lowered their heads, didn't dare to say more than half a word, and then they all started light work, borrowed their strength from the bamboo, and got on the plane one after another! The last one was the Golden Pen Judge, and the judge was about to get up, but he was stopped by the Blood Spirit Ancestor again, "Wait a minute, what about the twelve rice buckets?" The Blood Spirit Ancestor then asked the Golden Pen Judge about the traces of the twelve evil spirits.

The Golden Pen Judge's face suddenly became very heavy, and he lowered his head and said, "I saw them killed by the mechanism in the array!"

The Blood Spirit Ancestor frowned, his tone became colder, and he asked, "Are they all dead?"

The Golden Pen Judge bowed his head and nodded heavily, "Not one left!" he said.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor was furious, and his whole face instantly seemed to be about to burst into flames, and when the Golden Pen Judge turned around and got on the plane, he followed. But in the blink of an eye, I saw a lot of flames thrown from the plane, these flames rose in the wind, scattered all over Wollongong, but in half an hour, the entire huge Wollongong became a sea of fire.

The Blood Spirit Ancestor stood on the plane angrily, looking down at the sea of fire under his feet, and after a long time, his face gradually showed a little smugness, and then he said a few words to the people behind him, "It seems that this fire will have to be at least ten days and eight days less, and when the fire is over, you will come here again, even if you turn Wollongong over, you must find the Moon Sword for me, remember?"

"Remember!"

The eight people, including the jade-faced Yama, the golden pen judge, the black and white impermanence, and the eight-armed Vajra, all trembled and agreed loudly.