As the sound came out, in the woods, a rustling sound suddenly sounded, and in just a moment, the trees around Zhao Ji were actually covered with dense snakes of all kinds. These poisonous snakes opened their cold triangular pupils, staring at Zhao Zhen below, and just waiting for the woman's order, they would erupt the deadly venom all over the world.

Looking at the dense poisonous snakes around him, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp, and at the same time his heart was slightly abrupt, no wonder this woman was able to detect her traces before, it turned out that she was from the beast control clan, and she also had the ability to manipulate poisonous snakes, which was equivalent to planting countless eyeliner in this dense forest, I am afraid that I was targeted by them just near the waterhole, right?

In the woods, the figures flickered, and the few women who were guarding the road in front of them suddenly appeared on the trunks of the surrounding trees, stared at Zhao Zhen coldly, and asked softly, "Miss Jiaomo, do you need to kill him?"

"Hehe, don't worry...... It's been a long time since I've seen anyone so bold. The woman known as Jiaomo smiled charmingly, controlled the python, and slowly swam to the shore gracefully. The woman fingered the green silk stained in front of her forehead, and said with a smile at Zhao Zhen, "Can you tell me why you are here? Could it be that you are a spy sent by other ethnic groups?"

By the end of the words, Zhao Zhen could clearly feel the coldness in Jiaomo's charming smile. Zhao Zhen spread his hands innocently, and while Jiaomo was speaking, his eyes swept around slightly without a trace, trying to find a place to break through: "Ahem...... I'm just looking for someone, and I happen to be passing by here, and as for the spy, do you think I look like me?"

"Hehe, it's really a little bit like ......" The seductive eyes turned on Zhao Zhen's body, Jiao Moqiao smiled, and his smile was extremely beautiful: "But after the spies were caught, they all used this reason to explain to me!"

Staring at Zhao Zhen, Jiao Moqiao's face was slightly cold, her charming smile gradually converged, and she waved her hand lightly to the people around her, and her words were full of cold killing intent: "Kill him!"

Listening to Jiaomo's order, everyone around suddenly burst out, their bodies flashing rapidly in the woods, and the weapons in their hands, under the moonlight, glowed with a deep luster, and fiercely attacked Zhao Zhen below.

Feeling the killing intent surging from all directions, Zhao Zhen's face turned cold, the snake scale arm stretched out, and the bloody mouth was wide open and roared to the sky, as if as long as someone dared to step forward, they would choose people to devour.

"Snake scale arm?" Seeing the snake head suddenly gushing out of Zhao Zhen's left arm, Jiao Moqiao's face couldn't help but have a touch of shock, but after a while, he regained his smile again: "It's really getting more and more interesting, how can I be willing to let you go like this?"

Hiding his red lips and smiling, between Jiaomo's smiling eyebrows, there was a little cold killing intent, looking up at Zhao Zhen, whose expression had become cold, he waved his hand to the people around him, and said lightly: "You guys go back to the clan first, I'll see if this guy can escape from me." ”

"Yes, Miss!" Hearing this, several women who were just about to pursue immediately saluted respectfully to Jiaomo, and then jumped into the jungle without the slightest hesitation, and quickly disappeared.

After the others left, Jiao Moqiao's face was slightly cold, and with a bite of silver teeth, his slender hand suddenly poked out, and five streams of dark cyan energy burst out, intertwined with each other, and finally condensed into five huge energy green snakes. The energy green snake broke through the barrier of the air like lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Zhao Zhen's back. Suddenly, with a huge mouth full of fangs, he bit at Zhao Zhen's back fiercely.

Looking at the five huge green snakes that appeared behind him, Zhao Zhen was shocked, and his body hurriedly writhed strangely, avoiding the bite of the five energy green snakes in a thrilling way. Jiao Mo's face was cold, and with a wave of his hand, the snake bodies of the five huge energy green snakes smashed Zhao Zhen's back.

Suddenly receiving a heavy blow, Zhao Zhen's face turned slightly pale, he snorted, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and his body fell rapidly. The person was still in mid-air, but Jiaomo was unforgiving, driving the giant python under his feet, and the blood mouth was wide open to deceive Zhao Zhen.

The eyes gradually became scarlet, Zhao Zhen's eyes looked at the giant python, the blood killing pupil quietly operated, Jiaomo looked at each other from afar, and after seeing Zhao Zhen's scarlet eyes, he couldn't help but change his face, and hurriedly drove the giant python to the side to dodge, and as soon as the giant python shook its head, he saw a blood-red electric ball appear out of thin air where it was originally located, and this electric ball suddenly burst as soon as it appeared.

When Zhao Zhen's body fell, Heaven and Earth Wuji had already been running, and the advantage of soul cultivation being multi-purpose was brought into full play at this moment, and when the Blood Killing Pupil was cast, Zhao Zhen's falling body was supported by a soft Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi, so that Zhao Zhen was able to stabilize his body.

Jiaomo, who was standing on the head of the giant python, couldn't help but snort softly, his slender hand kept waving, and suddenly the dense poisonous snakes in the woods sizzled, and they all shot at Zhao Zhen without fear of death. Zhao Zhen's face changed, and he hurriedly dodged the attack of these countless poisonous snakes, but at this moment, Jiaomo took the opportunity to flash his figure, and instantly appeared in front of Zhao Zhen, his slender hand seemed to have a strange witch curse mark faintly flickering, and he waved a palm at Zhao Zhen mercilessly.

There are poisonous snakes entrenched all around, and Jiaomo attacks in front of him, Zhao Zhen can only avoid this palm, Jiaomo's palm expands rapidly in Zhao Zhen's eyes, and the slender palm prints and weird witch curse marks are reflected in Zhao Zhen's pupils, these witch curse marks pass by in a flash, déjà vu and suddenly like a world away, all of a sudden, Zhao Zhen's body countless spell marks are crazy clinging, the black runes are like a spirit snake tossing and turning, and a strange breath goes straight to Zhao Zhen's brain.

Zhao Zhen subconsciously waved his palm, and Jiao Mo's palm was connected, in this regard, Jiao Mo sneered in his heart, whether it was cultivation or strength, Jiao Mo had an overwhelming advantage, and Jiao Mo also used the secret witchcraft of the beast control clan, as long as the other party touched his palm, his whole body would be paralyzed, Jiao Mo was very confident, this palm was enough to take Zhao Zhen's life.

However, when Jiaomo's hand was about to touch Zhao Zhen, he suddenly found that Zhao Zhen was actually clinging to the curse mark of the witch clan all over his body, such a strange scene suddenly made Jiaomo feel a strong unease, but now it was too late to stop, the moment the two palms touched, Jiaomo felt that the curse mark attached to Zhao Zhen's whole body began to invade his body crazily, just the instantaneous palm contact, it was to seal his spiritual power.

Without spiritual power, Jiaomo became like a mortal, and was directly hit by Zhao Zhen and flew out, but the monk's strong physique would not be different because of the enclosed spiritual power, Jiaomo was defenseless, and was hit by Zhao Zhen with a palm and spat blood, and fell down from mid-air.

Seeing that Jiaomo was injured, the giant python couldn't help but roar angrily in the sky, and the bloody mouth seemed to devour Zhao Zhen, the demon beasts of the beast control clan generally practiced with their masters since they were children, and their cultivation strength was also equivalent to that of their masters, Zhao Zhen saw that he could not miss the opportunity, and hurriedly took a step to shrink into inches, and instantly appeared in front of the injured Jiaomo, and the bloody wing flying sword was against Jiaomo's neck as soon as his palm turned over.

It wasn't until he felt the cold edge of the Blood Wing Flying Sword that Jiaomo woke up from the thick shock, the giant python didn't dare to act rashly because the master was restrained, Jiaomo looked at Zhao Zhen who was gradually fading the curse mark on his body, and his heart had already turned up a stormy wave, and after a while, he closed his eyes with a wry smile, as if he was closing his eyes and waiting to die.

Looking at Jiaomo's reaction, Zhao Zhen snorted coldly and slowly withdrew the Blood Wing Flying Sword, stepped forward, and the figure left this place in an instant. Sensing that Zhao Zhen didn't make a move, Jiaomo slowly opened his eyes, and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Why don't you kill me?"

"I'm not interested!" Soon after Jiaomo made a sound, Zhao Zhen's erratic voice finally came from the sky.

This forest has long been a mess after a desperate battle, and all the birds and beasts have long been frightened, so it seems very quiet. Zhao Zhen's voice was like the most ruthless mockery, but the arrogance penetrated into the hearts of the people, making Jiaomo's gaze a little dull, and after a while, he couldn't help muttering to himself: "It turned out to be the long-lost Gu God Soul Slayer Technique of Wu Ancestor!"

At the same time that Jiaomo was shocked, Zhao Zhen's figure had already left dozens of miles away, as soon as he stopped, Zhao Zhen couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, he was injured by Jiaomo in the fight before, if it wasn't for Zhao Zhen's luck just now, I am afraid that he would have died without a place to be buried. Although the Beast Beast Clan is known for fighting demon beasts and is not good at hand-to-hand combat, it is not easy for Zhao Zhen to save his life in the face of the huge gap that is difficult to overcome in terms of realm and cultivation.

At the moment when he was in the palm of Jiaomo just now, Zhao Zhen only felt that his qi and blood were surging, and an extremely powerful force seemed to suddenly rise in his soul, and it was with the help of this mysterious power that Zhao Zhen was able to surprise and turn defeat into victory in the palm of the butt. What exactly this power is Zhao Zhen is not very clear for a while, but it is certain that this power must be related to Zhao Zhen's absorption of the soul of the deceased in the Soul Sacrifice Bead.

Zi Yanran, Luo Bai and Gongsun Yan have not found any of them until now, Zhao Zhen has no intention of thinking about anything else, after taking a pill to suppress the injury, Zhao Zhen thought that he would continue to look for the third girl, and at this moment, Zhao Zhen suddenly found that there was a corpse lying not far away!

The body was scarred, the blood that was dripping on the ground had not yet dried up, and it was evident that it had just died. Zhao Zhen's face sank, and he hurriedly lurked, carefully probing the surroundings with his divine sense, and found that except for a little blood not far away, there was no one else around, and then Zhao Zhen breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the corpse to check.

After turning the corpse over, Zhao Zhen found that this person turned out to be the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord! His eyes moved slightly, Zhao Zhen observed several fatal wounds of the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, which were actually sword wounds, it seemed that the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord was killed by Qiu Yin, the sword-wielding old man of the pursuing Jiuxiao Gate, thinking of this possibility, Zhao Zhen checked the bloodstains in another place, and found that this bloodstain was different from the bloodstains of the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, such a discovery was enough to prove Zhao Zhen's guess.

Looking at the Qiankun bag on the waist of the corpse of the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, Zhao Zhen frowned, presumably Qiu Yin also paid a lot of price to kill the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, and if this pool of blood was not expected, it should have been left by Qiu Yin, otherwise Qiu Yin would not have been in a hurry to even want the Qiankun bag of the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord.

Qiu Yin, who was at the peak of the tribulation, was injured, which was undoubtedly a happy event for Zhao Zhen, but Zhao Zhen was not in the mood at all now, let alone happy. Hurriedly searched on the corpse of the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, and without even looking at the Qiankun bag, he was directly stuffed into Zhao Zhen's arms and kept it for himself, and then he groped up and down, in addition to finding the stolen holy relics of the Barbarian Bone Clan on the corpse of the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord, he also found a scroll hidden in the arms of the Hundred-Faced Demon Lord.

Zhao Zhen hurriedly opened the scroll to take a look, but his face suddenly sank, and the content on the scroll turned out to be that the Blood Demon Sect and the Ghost Witch Clan colluded and colluded, preparing for a high-level meeting to conspire with each other. As for what to plot, the scroll didn't mention it, but I think the Blood Demon Sect must have made some big moves.

"Is it to provoke the Dao Demon War?" Suddenly, Zhao Zhen remembered the Dao Demon War in his previous life, and this time point seemed to coincide with each other: "If this is the case, I must find Li Ruoshui as soon as possible to finish the matter entrusted to me by the Palace Master of the Water Condensing Palace, and then immediately return to the sect to report the news!"

Now, Zhao Zhen has no extra time to delay, Zi Yanran, Luo Bai and Gongsun Yan can't find it for a while, and it will definitely be in vain if they continue to look for it. When he was in the Barbarian Clan, Zhao Zhen had heard that Li Ruoshui had gone in the direction of the Blood Witch Clan, and now Zhao Zhen only had to go to the Blood Witch Clan to see if he could find Li Ruoshui.

When Zhao Zhen rushed to the Blood Witch Clan day and night, Nanyue and others were holding Gongsun Yan hostage in the direction of the Daomen, and along the way, Gongsun Yan was very annoyed because of his desperate struggle and shouting, so he knocked Gongsun Yan unconscious.

Caught Gongsun Yan, Nan Yue was thinking about what vicious means to torture Gongsun Yan in the future, at this moment, suddenly a figure flashed quickly, which made Nan Yue's heart startled, and she was about to draw her sword, but she suddenly found that the figure that appeared in front of her was Qiu Yin, the sword-wielding old man of Jiuxiao Gate.

At this moment, Qiu Yin was covered in blood, and it seemed that the injury was not light, Nanyue and the others were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly stepped forward to help, but in this regard, Qiu Yin waved his hand: "Just now, in order to kill the Hundred Faced Demon Lord of the Blood Demon Sect, I was seriously injured because of this, and it seems that I have to go back to Jiuxiao Gate to recuperate for a period of time!"

After hearing Qiu Yin's words, Nanyue and the others were full of admiration, and at the same time, they were even more proud and proud that they were monks of the Nine Heavens Sect. Jiuxiaomen is the head of the Dao Gate, and the head of the Demon Gate, the Blood Demon Sect, is like fire and water, and it is also the pinnacle of the Tribulation, Qiu Yin killed the Hundred Faced Demon Lord, which not only improved the prestige of the Nine Xiao Gate in the cultivation world, but also suppressed the arrogance of the Blood Demon Sect.

After meeting with Nanyue and the others, Qiu Yin and a few others quickly rushed back to Jiuxiao Gate. At the same time, Zhao Zhen's figure appeared in front of a certain canyon, looking at the dilapidated thatched huts in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly.

This canyon looks very weird, the fog floating around it is filled with a strong smell of blood, and there are occasional people walking around the thatched hut, but Zhao Zhen feels that the atmosphere around him is a little weird. He couldn't say why, but he always felt a special chill in the people around him.

After entering the canyon, Zhao Zhen walked into a dilapidated tavern. The air in the tavern was very turbid, and Zhao Zhen noticed that all the decorations here were actually black. Although it was daylight outside, as soon as you walked in, there was a cold and dark feeling. At this time, about 30% of the people were seated in the tavern, and although the air was muddy, there were few people talking, so it was very quiet.

Zhao Zhen's arrival attracted a lot of attention, but most of them were just glimpses and passed by him. Finding a place in the corner of the tavern, Zhao Zhen sat down expressionlessly, and soon, a demonic woman wearing the costume of the Blood Witch Clan came over: "What do you want?"