Everyone tried to avoid the magic flower and went full speed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Soon, the figure of the black-robed man appeared in front of him. The battle was not triggered at the first time, but stood opposite each other, which also gave Zhou Xingyun the opportunity to observe these people.

The black-robed man in the lead wore a blood-red mask, and the four behind him wore miserable white masks. Obviously this is a hierarchical division.

"Little lady, I didn't look for you last night, you can't wait?"

"The Demon Spirit Sect that does not enter the stream is so rampant!" Qin Yanxue raised her eyebrows and revealed the identity of this group of people. Then with a flick of his hand, Bai Aya wrapped around the black-robed man.

"What a fierce lady, I like it!" The black-robed man was presumptuous, but he was not ambiguous. Summoning his own magic weapon, a fiery red stick smashed at Bai Aya.

The two of them were fighting happily, and Lu Ming's formation also worked. The black-robed man who originally rushed towards Zhou Xingyun and his party was trapped by the formation, and it looked as if they were dancing in the air from the outside. Leng Feng's sword was swallowed, and he entangled the two people stiffly. Still faintly standing on the upper hand.

The leader's heart sank, why did these guys eat gunpowder today! Thinking of the apostle's sneering face, he couldn't help but shout angrily. "Quick Fix!"

I saw him slam his chest, spurting out a mouthful of black blood, and then threw the magic weapon in his hand into the black blood, and the long stick was quickly corroded, and finally a large ball of blood remained. The blood clotted but did not disperse, and finally turned into a miniature version of the villain, and pounced on Qin Yanxue viciously.

This is the secret magic of the Demon Spirit Cult, the Blood Spirit Golem. If you are accidentally drilled into your body by a blood spirit puppet, you will directly attack the monk's soul and indirectly control the opponent. Very vicious spells.

Qin Yanxue didn't dare to be careless, and Bai Yan quickly became bigger and wrapped herself. The blood spirit puppet surrounded Bai Aya and rushed forward desperately.

The Blood Spirit Golem was bounced off by the anti-shock force on Qin Yan's Snow White Silk, turning into more Blood Spirit Golems, and finally enveloping Bai Aya. It looked like a wriggling black ball, and it looked disgusting. This is also the relationship between Qin Yanxue's lack of combat experience. If it is a cold front, there are definitely several ways to resolve the previous crisis.

The two people besieging Leng Feng glanced at each other and forced Leng Feng away. Then his hands clenched, and gradually fused together, turning into a monster wrapped in demonic energy.

"Lost!" the monster pointed at Leng Feng, his eyes suddenly opened, and a red light shot out.

Leng Feng, who was still rushing forward, suddenly stopped. His expression became sluggish, and his eyes were slowly filled with red light. Immediately after, countless hair-thick black qi stretched out from the monster's body, winding towards Leng Feng.

The black qi easily penetrated his body, and after a while, Leng Feng's body was covered with black lines.

"Control!" The red light shot into Leng Feng's eyes again, and the black line gradually disappeared. But there was an unexpected scene. Leng Feng, who was originally sluggish, slowly turned around, his eyes were blood-red, and he twisted his body extremely awkwardly under the rhythm of the monster's fingers.

Leng Feng raised the sword in his hand at a slow speed, pointing at Lu Ming, who controlled the formation.

Lu Ming, who was concentrating, suddenly felt a threat on his side, and his experience of fighting many times allowed him to dodge this sword.

"You're crazy!" Lu Ming shouted angrily. If he hadn't dodged quickly, this sword would have cut off his head!, but when he saw Leng Feng's appearance, he said in shock. "Soul Control!"

"Soul control, blood spirit puppets, demon spirit cults. It's you!" Lu Ming suddenly raised his head, cold sweat streaming from his forehead.

This time it's a big game. These five people are not unknown.

The black-robed man in the red mask also has a title in the Eighteen Kingdoms of Chaos, the Monarch of Stained Blood. The remaining four were not his subordinates at all, but the Four Elephant Divine Monarchs. He is good at the art of fusion and the art of controlling spirits. The monk who once joined forces to control the Transformation Period!

Fortunately, I inadvertently separated them. Otherwise, it's really troublesome, but it's not going to be easy right now. Lu Ming smiled bitterly in his heart.

"Remembered?" the Blood Monarch was quite comfortable at the moment. The Blood Spirit Puppet was already constantly consuming the vitality on Bai Aya, and once Qin Yanxue's vitality was exhausted, it would be when she was defeated. "The rest of the little ghosts, also contribute to me!"

After speaking, with a flick of his sleeves, two groups of blood spirit puppets flew towards Sikong Liangji.

Lu Ming is too late to rescue now, Leng Feng's sword is getting faster and faster, and it is obviously being controlled more and more easily.

Sikong Liangji did not have the slightest fear. "Youtong, help me! Brother, take care of them!"

Hua Youtong didn't say much, but stretched out his hand and quickly made a handprint. Soon an emerald green, with the imprint of a rich breath of life, appeared between the palms of her hands. was slapped directly on Sikong Liangji's back.

After the photograph was taken, Hua Youtong's face turned pale, obviously the handprint just now was beyond the range she could use, and her vitality had been greatly damaged at this time.

Sikong Liangji felt the vigorous breath and roared up to the sky. "Red face, let your Sikong master come and meet you!

Sikong Liangji is a fire wood dual-element spirit body, and his major is fire walking. With the full support of Hua Youtong, Sikong Liangji caused a fire as soon as he made a move. The flames that had spawned out of thin air surrounded the two clouds of blood that flew over.

The blood was burned, and a wailing sound was made. The voice of the Blood Monarch with hidden anger came. "Damn it!

All things are mutually reinforcing. What the Demon Dao Monk hates the most is the fire spell, the fire is the positive yang, and he has a high degree of restraint against the demonic energy.

"Hehe, the master has baked a lot of things, and he hasn't roasted the demon cultivator yet! let the master try it today!" Sikong Liangji went straight to the Dirty Blood Monarch.

"Sharp-toothed boy, give me death!" The Blood Stained Monarch did not stupidly use the Blood Spirit Puppet again, but planned to suppress Sikong Liangji with his cultivation in the late stage of the Dan Dynasty, and did not give him a chance to rescue Qin Yanxue.

"The river of blood is rolling upside down!" The blood in the sky smashed towards Sikong Liangji with a fishy stench, and so much blood and water must not be burned even if it is burned. But there are not many other things, that is, there are many magic weapons!

With a pinch of the spirit talisman in his hand, a tall figure appeared behind him.

The figure was majestic, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he destroyed the atmosphere of the master. "That bastard bullied my son!"

His eyes seemed to be under infinite pressure, glaring fiercely at the Blood Monarch. The long knife in his hand slowly unsheathed.

"Si, Sikong Hao!" The Blood Monarch's voice was really hoarse this time, and he came down with a cold sweat.

In the Eighteen Kingdoms of Chaos, there is no one who does not know this hot-tempered guy. But now, there is no way to hide!The Blood Monarch gritted his teeth. "Blood Spirit True Body!" Then his entire body squirmed, and his black robe fell off, leaving a cloud of blood floating in the air. Strangely, this blood sets off a mask.

"Die!" Sikong Hao's eyes glared angrily, and as soon as the long knife in his hand was pulled out of its sheath, he saw the huge sword light split the river of blood that rushed towards Sikong Liangji, heading straight for the Dirty Blood Monarch.

"Ah!" the Blood Monarch let out a cry of rage. The golden light is corrosive, evaporating all the blood in mid-air!