Zhang Yi walked along, leaving the wounded hole on his body as nothing, and with each step, a blood-colored demon lotus bloomed under his feet, advancing one after another, stirring the surrounding blood mist, and then being swallowed up by Zhang Yi.

At this time, the Soul Snatching Blood Bead seemed to come to life, constantly rotating in Zhang Yi's body, and the sky was full of blood mist, a very small part of which was absorbed by Zhang Yi and became a blood bead, and most of them entered the Soul Snatching Blood Bead, as if it was nourishment. The blood beads burst out in dazzling red, and the ripples in circles swayed, almost breaking through Zhang Yi's flesh and rushing out.

The blood demon levitated out and hid in Zhang Yi's body, looking at the blood-snatching beads with an excited face, and there were words in his mouth, as if he was expecting something.

The strange scene that happened to Zhang Yi made everyone frightened, they forgot the big battle, forgot their purpose, were dumbfounded, speechless, as strong as the masters of each sect, and also felt the powerful energy in Zhang Yi's body, so shocked that they couldn't speak.

As Zhang Yi walked, the bloodstains everywhere were almost swept away by him, leaving a lot of dried corpses, such a terrifying method made people fearful again, and the eyes that looked at Zhang Yi were all deeply vigilant.

"Hehe, Zhang Yi, it seems that you are not lightly injured!" In his mind, the blood demon was in a very good mood, chuckled, and then waved his hands continuously, and in the blood beads, a blood-colored glow swept through and fell on the place of Zhang Yi's wound.

The blood-colored glow, constantly wriggling, accompanied by the squirming is the flesh and blood of Zhang Yi's wound, under the gaze of everyone, the wound on Zhang Yi's body is recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Demon, demon!" many people have already exclaimed.

Some people who have advanced cultivation are all shining in their eyes, and their eyes are a little more shocked when they look at Zhang Yi.

Walking to a remote corner, Zhang Yi stopped, the blood mist on his body dissipated again, looked at everyone, his face was cold, and he no longer paid attention to the people who were standing.

"Are you still fighting ・・・・・・?" Finally, the two sides of the war woke up, and they were all confused, and the shock brought by Zhang Yi had already caused a great mess of the war between the two sides, making them not know whether to fight or not.

"Heavenly Cult Sect members, retreat first. Song Xiuping let out a low cry and took the lead in retreating.

In the middle of the righteous path, led by the Hundred Flowers Sect, they also retreated, and the two sides confronted each other again.

The addition of the Heavenly Sword Sect has made the strength of the two sides not much different, although the few factions have suffered heavy losses just now, but the elites in the sect have not lost, so they have not hurt their bones.

Liu Yun also stumbled to the side of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his face was shocked, his eyes showed fear, he was not lightly frightened when he fought with Zhang Yi just now.

And He Yunshi was pale, sometimes looking at Zhang Yi, sometimes looking at Liu Yun, her eyes were tangled, and her face was painful.

Zhang Yi, alone, stayed out of the matter, as if the storm brewing again in front of him had nothing to do with him, with the help of the blood demon, the injuries on his body were basically stable, although he had not healed, but there was no major problem, although the loss of essence and blood was too much, but in the magical place of the Blood Demon Sutra, he could fully recover after ten days and a half of cultivation.

Regardless of the two sides of the confrontation, Zhang Yi was bent on refining the blood beads in his body, and at this time, the blood beads in his body had reached as many as seven, Zhang Yi believed that if he refined, his cultivation would definitely make further progress.

"Idle man, let's fight again. A hoarse and low voice came out, and the mysterious man shrouded in the black fog who was standing beside Song Xiuping stepped out again and walked towards the sky.

Tian Xianzi also had a shocked face, and his doubts were not dispelled, but he still stepped forward, standing with his sword horizontally, vigilantly looking at the mysterious person in front of him.

The two of them, one holding a long sword, are like mortals. The other person, the demonic qi is rolling and the evil qi is surging, like the Nine Demon Emperors coming to the world.

The absolute momentum collided, piercing through the void and almost piercing the earth and heaven. One is elegant, the other is deep, and the completely different breath has overturned a lot of masonry.

"I didn't expect it to be you, but, today, don't want to hurt the Hundred Flowers Sect. The sword aura on Tian Xianzi's body was swirling, like one shrunken dragon after another, and the sound of sword roaring was reversed.

The mysterious man reached out and took a bone dagger into his hand. On the bone dagger, the black gas rolled, making a ghost crying wolf howl, which made people's hearts turbulent.

The two of them, both incarnated as lightning, with the power of thunder, exuded monstrous momentum, fought together, the forest was cold, all over the sky, long swords, bone daggers collided, and there was no earth-shattering roar, a crisp sound came out, the sword qi overflowed, the ghost qi bursted, and the earth also collapsed. The whole space, like a ghost domain, makes people's hair stand upside down and chill into the spleen.

Tian Xianzi shouted in a low voice, and with a sword, he swept one side, but when facing the mysterious person shrouded in black mist, he had no advantage. The ghost mist spread, almost enveloping the two of them, and one after another black light flashed, and the bone dagger kept slashing, like a scratch of the sky

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I want to "kill, kill me!" This is Liu Yun's voice, everything that happened just now made him lose face, and at this moment he was annoyed and angry, wanting to save face with this, with his crazy roar, the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect also moved, even if they were unwilling, they didn't dare to disobey, and they rushed forward one by one.

"Liu Yun, I'll smash you to pieces today!" Song Xiuping was furious, shouted loudly, stretched out his hand, and the disciple behind him pounced, about to besiege and kill the disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Liu Yun, it's already out of proportion. Qin Yao sighed lowly, and then became serious, Yongrong was luxurious, but not majestic, and with an order, the female disciples of the Hundred Flowers Sect also dragged their tired bodies to rescue the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Hui Chan recited a Buddha name, and his eyes were helpless, so he had to pounce.

Wuwei Daoist frowned, looked at Liu Yun with a little dissatisfaction, and then sighed lightly, and stepped forward with the disciples behind him to resist.

The Ten Elders of Heavenly Evil, the Phantom Twin Monsters, Li Yichen and others did not dare to slack off, and they caught up one after another.

The Heavenly Cult is not as good as the Hundred Flowers Sect, but there are many of them, and the battle is difficult to solve for a while, and the fallen people are like wheat harvesting, in patches and patches.

The entire Hundred Flowers Sect, the blood, has been left outside the mountain gate, forming a blood-colored river. The two sides hurt each other, and there is no great difference. Song Xiu's plane was like frost, he picked a piece with a gun, came to Liu Yun's side, sneered, swept the spear, and smashed it out.

Liu Yun was angry in his heart, but there was nowhere to go, Song Xiuping attacked, a little angry, but he was not an opponent at all, he was pressed back, and he was not his opponent at all.

Everyone has their own opponents, and some are almost submerged in the sea of people, only to see the brilliance overflowing, the glow is full of light, and the figures made are flying.

However, if one is flown upside down, there will be more to make up.

Whether it is a top master or an ordinary disciple, they are inseparable from the battle, and the Heavenly Cult occupies a large number of people, trapping many masters, but it also suffers heavy casualties.

"Huh?" Zhang Yi slowly opened his eyes, cold lightning flashed, swept forward, and slowly stood up, his body was full of thunder, and his whole body was covered with blood.

"Hiss!" sucked suddenly, and the blood mist in a position next to him was all sucked into Zhang Yi's body, and then there was a roar, the sound was not loud, but it was very clear, and the blood light was restrained, pouring into the body.

"Exterminating God Sword!" With a low shout, his right hand was opened, and the Exterminator Sword was attached to the palm of his hand, and the blood-red sword body became demonic.

Seeing the excitement trembling in his hand, Zhang Yi smiled evilly, flipped his hand, put the God Destroying Sword into his body, and whispered: "Have you gathered the fifth layer of spirits?" After speaking, he looked back and avoided the battlefield.

Not many people paid attention to Zhang Yi's actions, only He Yunshi, who put her beautiful eyes on Zhang Yi's body from time to time, with a trace of apology and guilt in her eyes.

"Boom!" the heavens and the earth roared, and the sky was like a round of sun, half of which was dazzling white light, which could not open its eyes, and half of which was strange black, devouring people's minds.

The eerie sun pressed down, making everyone frightened.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" The two figures fell into the sky, it was Tian Xianzi and the mysterious person, Tian Xianzi had blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his clothes were dyed red. The black fog shrouded in the mysterious man's body was disordered, and he kept coughing, and it seemed that he was also injured.

"Heh!" shouted, countless white pythons shuttled, swept over countless people, and the figure of Wuwei Taoist appeared beside Tian Xianzi, took it away, took back the dust, and put a palm on Tian Xianzi's body, and the true qi came out, helping Tian Xianzi adjust the disordered true qi in his body.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, ten black shadows flickered, many people were lifted away, and the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders attacked the Wuwei Daoist from all directions.

"I'm coming!" With a coquettish shout, a beautiful figure appeared, with a glow, and appeared in front of the Wuwei Taoist, it was the flower fairy Qin Yao.

"Boom!" Two fists are hard to beat four hands, even if Qin Yao's cultivation is profound, he is far from being the opponent of the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders, he spilled blood and flew out upside down. The Ten Elders of Heavenly Evil also suffered a huge impact, and flew out upside down, but they were unable to stop the Wuwei Daoist.

"Looking for death!" The Ten Heavenly Evil Elders made their hands again, extremely fast, dragging out black lightning and rushing towards Qin Yao.

"I said, don't hurt her!" With an angry shout, Zhang Yi was already standing in front of Qin Yao, as early as Qin Yao made a move to resist, he had already moved, and now, resisting in front of Qin Yao again, the God Destroying Sword waved, intertwined into a blood-colored sword net, and attacked towards the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders.

"Little Doyle. With a low shout, the sword net was shattered, and the figure of the Ten Heavenly Evil Elders also appeared in front of Zhang Yi in the blink of an eye, with a dull roar, Zhang Yi coughed up blood and flew out upside down, with a terrifying crack on his body, bleeding all over his body, very terrifying.

"Ah!" Qin Yao shouted angrily, in an instant, the long hair danced wildly, changing and changing, every long hair had the power of opening mountains and cutting stones, dancing wildly, like a dragon dancing, piercing many people.

Then, the shadow flashed, soared into the sky, caught up with Zhang Yi who was coughing up blood in the blink of an eye, stretched out his hand, and took Zhang Yi into his arms, with a trace of pity on his face and complicated eyes.

"Are you okay?" As he spoke, a wisp of green silk fell off and fell on Zhang Yi's body, one end wrapped around the tip of Zhang Yi's left index finger, and the other end wrapped around the tip of Qin Yao's right index finger, and then disappeared and faded.

All this, Zhang Yi didn't know, he looked confused, looked at Qin Yao, nodded slightly, coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then looked at the corpses all over the ground below, like a river of blood, and felt a little unbearable.

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