The sea of blood is boundless, boundless. It was as if even the sky was about to be submerged.

A thousand miles away, in the eyes of the monks, was so far away. All the time, they all suffered from the spiritual corrosion of the power of the sea of blood, and those with slightly worse concentration fell into the sea of blood not long after the net left the Colorful Castle.

The monks have discovered that in the Nine Secret Realms. It can only fly to a height of 100 zhang at most.

I wanted to fly higher, but I was stopped by an irreversible force.

What does it mean?

At this moment, the sea of blood in the sky has been submerged for dozens of feet. Only some of the peaks of the mountains can be seen here. All the flatlands, hills, and woods. are all engulfed.

In the deepest place, even fifty or sixty dogs were drowned!

When the depth of this sea of blood exceeds 100 zhang, it means that all the monks will be submerged in the sea of blood.

After flying for hundreds of miles in a row, the spiritual corrosion from the sea of blood is getting stronger and stronger.

At the same time, the closer you are to the sea of blood. The stronger the effect of this mental corrosion.

Therefore, all the monks tried their best to fly to a higher position.

Plop! Plop!

Suddenly, not far away, a certain location. Two more monks fell into the sea of blood. There was only a splash of blood, and it was completely engulfed.

Yang Fan and others have become accustomed to this. But there are still some suspicions.

Those who fell into the sea of blood before were all Contemplation Stage monks. This time, however, there was a mid-contemplative monk.

Yang Fan held Yu Wenrou's hand, and that trace of warm power made her spirit never tired.

Now. In the camp of the two families. There were only seven or eight monks left. Yuwen Rou is left in the Yuwen family. Yu Wenlin, Uncle Huang. Yang Fan. Hu Fei.

The Yang family in Kyoto was even more miserable, only three survived, in addition to Yang Yu and the monk who contemplated the Great Perfection, there was also the last monk in the middle stage of contemplation.

Yang Yu gritted his teeth. A look of indifference. There was a hint of determination in his eyes.

Yu Wenrou still maintained her basic composure, but her eyes still showed a little loneliness, but they were replaced by more coldness.

The boundless sea of blood has taken the lives of too many monks.

Now, even if you want to retreat, you don't have a chance.

Because the entire colorful castle was flooded. There is no turning back.

For today's plan, the only way to kill is to kill the unknown and mysterious "Nine Hidden Valleys"

Poof!

Several more ghosts appeared in front of them, and everyone sped up. Or sacrifice magic weapons, or cast spells to obliterate the approaching blood-colored ghosts.

Generally, if the ghost is not close, Yang Fan will not make a move easily. His task was to heal the wounded and make sure that there were no wounded in the process.

The most important combat power is Hu Fei, who has the power of thunder and fire. You can kill these ordinary blood-colored ghosts with a snap of your fingers.

Along the way, Yang Fan and others also encountered more terrifying existences.

Boom!

In the sea of blood in front of him, a blood python seven or eight feet long suddenly burst out, and his eyes were filled with a purple-red demonic light that made his heart tremble.

As it soared, waves of blood several feet high surged in the nearby sea of blood, and patches of blood rained. Shoot into the Void. It made the nearby monks scramble for a while.

The power of this sea of blood is very clear to everyone, and after falling into it, there is basically no possibility of survival.

There was a fright, when the monk was killing the evil ghosts, the spirit weapon accidentally pierced into the blood wave, and as a result, in just a few breaths, the spirit weapon was corroded, completely lost its spirituality, and even lost contact with its owner.

This sea of blood can even filth spiritual weapons, which shows its horror.

Therefore, seeing this rain of blood, all the monks dodged one after another. Fight fate to protect the aura and cast spells to knock away the blood rain.

Breathe the heart

With a roar. The blood python pounced on a monk, and a stream of blood arrows swooped down, annihilating the monk's spell, and then swallowed it alive with a large mouth of blood.

Pei..."

The devoured monk. A heart-rending scream echoed across the land.

In a few breaths, his screams disappeared, perhaps having been digested by the blood python.

"Everybody run. Don't fight with it, this thing has lost its mind, and one or two foundation building monks are not opponents. ”

The fourth Blood Demon shouted in front.

"Run!"

The monks did not dare to fight this blood python.

However, after devouring a monk, the blood python refused to give up and continued its pursuit.

"Ahh

Several screams came from behind him, and the monk who was running slowly could not escape his fate.

Ran for hundreds of miles in a row. The monks got rid of this terrible blood python, but there were five or six monks. fell into the mouth of the blood.

Of the five or six monks who died. There is also a contemplation monk of the Yang family in Kyoto.

At this moment, there were only two people left in the Yang family in Kyoto: Yang Yu and the monk who was concentrating on the Great Perfection.

After being pursued by the blood python. The monks encountered several more terrible things along the way, and all of them escaped at the expense of some of the weak.

Yang Fan felt that this was a naked survival of the fittest, and only powerful monks could survive.

When he was about five or six hundred miles away, there was a sudden gust of wind in front of him, bloody and furious.

A blood-colored giant bird, floating in the void, this blood-colored bird spread its wings, full of ten zhang wide, and under the wave, it actually caused a powerful storm, forming a rain of blood in front of it.

A breath that suppressed the soul was transmitted, and everyone felt that there was wind all around, and their speed of movement was greatly reduced.

Shout!

The Scarlet Giant Bird's flight speed was incredibly fast, and it was fleeting, leaving a blood-colored arc of light.

Poof!

With a wave of his claws, the body of the Continuous Condensation Stage Monk was torn apart alive, and he died immediately and fell into the river of blood.

"What a terrible speed!"

The monk in front of him gasped.

The monk who had been killed had already been torn apart by the giant bird before he could even react.

At such a speed, perhaps only a monk in the foundation building period could barely react.

"It's too fast. We can't escape, let's kill together, and we must kill this bird in a short time

Lebo's voice came from this sea of blood:

"Don't have a fluke mentality, if we don't kill the birds, we will only be killed one by one.

Poof

The blood-colored arc of light flashed again, but the target of the hunt was the burly man beside Lebo.

He was a foundation building monk named Gao Ba, and Yang Fan and the others were a little impressed.

Bang!

The giant axe in Gao Ba's hand struck with the blood-colored arc of light.

Poof!

Blood splattered, and the blood-colored giant bird appeared in another corner of the sky.

Thump!

One of Goba's arms was snapped, and blood gushed and fell into the sea of blood.

Although he lost an arm, Gao Ba saved his life and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Let's go up together and deal with the thorn bird together!"

Soon, under the leadership of the two leaders of the righteous and demonic realms, they fought with the blood-colored giant bird.

Woohoo

But the blood bird was so fast that most of its attacks missed, and every time it flickered, it could obliterate at least one or two monks.

In the course of the battle, the ghosts in the nearby area also rushed to this side.

"Fight quickly, or we won't be able to survive. ”

"All the monks of the foundation building period are coming and joining the battle. ”

Soon. A total of ** foundation building period monks on the field joined the battle.

Hu Feiping's battle maniac was no exception, and his thunder and fire power slashed through the void, which actually caused the jealousy of the blood-colored giant bird.

Ding-ding-bang!

The battle unfolded rapidly, and all kinds of lights flashed in the sky, and the battle was extremely fierce.

However, the speed of the blood-colored giant bird was too fast for everyone to pose a substantial threat to it.

On the contrary, this bird, every time it attacked, it carried a large rain of blood, which made the monks below the foundation building period scramble for a while.

Moreover, as time passed, more and more blood-colored ghosts came this way, and there was almost no upper limit to their number.

The monks who were in the foundation building period were even more anxious. If you can't kill this blood bird in a short time, everyone will probably be buried in the sea of blood.

"Go on like this. It was not a solution, Yang Fan looked at more and more blood-colored ghosts in all directions.

Just as he was pondering, a white figure suddenly shot into the sky on the left, like a white horse, and the speed was not much slower than that of the blood bird.

"Huh?"

Many people noticed it, and when they looked out of the corner of their eyes, they saw a man in white with a sword on his back, stepping into the air from a distance, like a god.

"It's him

Yang Fan's heart jumped in vain, and at the same time, several monks of the Kyoto forces also recognized his identity.

Unparalleled!

Yu Wenrou and the others had different expressions on their faces, monks in the four major families in Kyoto. I have some impressions of Wushuang.

Wushuang's expression was indifferent, and his eyes were locked on the giant bird's body.

Suddenly, the body of the blood-colored giant bird trembled involuntarily, as if it felt some great threat.

Swish!

The Peerless figure flashed and disappeared in place, appearing near the blood-colored giant bird the next moment.

Wind Escape!

Several of the foundation building monks present did not change their color. Immediately, I was overjoyed, if I had such a retreat. Slaying the Scarlet Giant Bird will add a little more certainty.

Call!

Wushuang came to the vicinity of the blood-colored giant bird and slapped it lightly.

A piece of silver palm power squeezed that area, carrying the power of the general trend of heaven and earth, and struck at the blood-colored giant bird.

For some reason, the blood-colored giant bird was flying fast. But after facing the unequaled palm. But the figure seemed sluggish, as if it was suppressed by something.

Bang!

The blood-colored giant bird suffered such a palm, and suddenly let out a terrible roar, and its huge body was hit alive several feet away, and it seemed that it had suffered some injuries, but it was not fatal.

At this moment, there was a sound of thunder behind him, and a pale red thunder formed a huge net. Covered by the head of the Bloodbird.

Instantly. An even more miserable cry came from the bloody bird's beak, causing the monks to churn in their blood.

Crackling!

The power of thunder and fire carried the terrifying power of destruction, and at the same time, it restrained the power of the Blood Demon Dao, and the blood-colored giant bird's body stiffened, and several more feeble hisses, and the blood-colored head dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye. Bursts of black poisonous smoke ignited.

When the head was annihilated, the corpse of the Scarlet Giant Bird was planted in a sea of blood.

Call!

The monks breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes were fixed on the man who had killed the Scarlet Giant Bird.

"Hahaha, call you arrogant, if it weren't for the speed, Lao Tzu would have slaughtered you a long time ago!"

Hu Fei said with a smug smile.

"Hmph. Wushuang stood aside. Coldly indifferent.

The second watch is coming, and there may be a third watch tonight, so do your best