Of the two, the Soul Breaker Ancestor cultivated higher, so he escaped a little faster. But when he finally flew out of the range of the poisonous mist, the aura shield on his body was also mostly damaged.

Even one arm was missing.

However, his life was saved. At this time, the broken arm of the Soul Breaker Ancestor was covered with a cloud of blue light, and the blood did not flow out.

But Qiu Feng is different.

The cultivation was already weak, and under the left and right rushes, he was still in a thick fog. That is, between breaths, the spiritual power shield outside its body has completely collapsed.

Immediately, the poisonous mist completely enveloped his body.

"Ah~!"

There was time to let out a scream. When he looked at it again, Qiu Feng's body began to be swallowed up by the poisonous mist little by little at a speed visible to the naked eye.

and Gu Yun's mysterious poisonous skills, quite similar.

"Block the fog!"

Zixia Lao Dao let out a loud shout and stirred up the purple long sword on his waist.

"Huh~" The purple long sword swirled in mid-air, and stood in front of him. Lao Dao hurriedly urged the magic trick and injected spiritual power into the purple sword.

"Huh~"

A large area of purple light suddenly poured down from the sword. Under the illumination of purple light, the poisonous mist that struck was finally temporarily neutralized. However, the poisonous fog did not collapse there, but the rear wave after wave, faintly showing signs of rushing over.

"Dao Chief, one person has a short skill, and two people have a long skill, I'll help you!" Seeing this, the red-blooded old monster next to him slapped the back of his head suddenly.

"Whoosh~!"

A miniature blood-colored gourd erupted from the old monster's mouth, the size of a fingertip at first.

However, this gourd is good in the wind, and it suddenly turns into a giant gourd of five or six meters. Immediately afterwards, the mouth of the blood gourd moved.

Visible to the naked eye, blood-colored spiritual light full of incomparable suction power appeared in the mouth of the gourd.

In a flash, most of the surrounding poisonous mist had been sucked in.

Under the spell cast by the two old monsters, the Soul Breaker Ancestor in the back finally saved his life. Poured out a vermilion elixir, and the Soul Breaker Ancestor quickly took it without looking at it.

Soon, blood finally appeared on his pale face.

As for Gu Yun, he may be the most relaxed one on the field, breathing the faint poisonous mist around him is no different from breathing fresh air.

He also tapped his lips twice from time to time, as if he was tasting delicious food! This scene made the red-blooded old monster next to him look amazed. In a blink of an eye, I found that the old demon Nafeng not far away still had an indifferent look, and looked at it from time to time.

There was no intention of helping.

This made the red-blooded old monster quite unhappy.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, Old Demon Feng, do you still want to be a spectator? One of the village masters under my command has died, aren't you afraid that we won't be able to hold on, and in the end you will be the only one left to support you?"

"Hehe, red-blooded fellow Daoist, right? The hands of such garbage are dead. Hehehehe, I'm not afraid that you know, Feng was able to come here to hunt for treasures, thanks to the help of you, the owner of the village. Old Devil Feng replied with a faint smile.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Don't you know what that means? Our Blood Refining Sect is the first demon gate in the East Continent, and the news is far better than you think. ”

"You mean, that Qiu Feng is a fine work sent by you?" the red-blooded old monster rolled his eyes, and then said.

These words shocked the Soul Breaker Ancestor who closed his eyes and recovered his spiritual power. Obviously, this was not what he expected.

"Whatever you want. ”

"Even if it is, I'm afraid it's not the time for Dao Youqi to be angry. In case I and Zixia Daoyou die here, can Daoyou really take down that eighth-level poison Jiao easily?"

"Hehehe, since Daoyou said so, Feng Mou will make a move. ”

"Huh~"

With a flash of blood, the old demon jumped directly into the circle.

Looking at the red-blooded old monsters and Zixia Dao people on the left and right, Old Demon Feng's eyes couldn't help but flash a little contempt.

I saw him gently tapping the storage bag on his waist with his palm.

"Whoosh~!"

A line of fire rushed out quickly. When I saw it clearly, it was a blood-colored flag the size of a palm!

"Could it be that this is your sect's famous blood refining banner? It is rumored that this time it is only seven strokes, and I didn't expect Feng Daoyou to have it. When the old Zixia Dao next to him saw this banner appear, he was a little surprised.

"Feng is the fourth elder of the Blood Refining Sect, so how strange is it to have the supreme treasure of the sect. Go!" the old demon said, and pointed sharply at the blood banner.

"Wow~!"

The blood flag, which was originally only the size of a palm, turned into a three-meter size in an instant under the old demon's fingers, and the blood-colored halo on the surface continued to flow.

When the flag was unfurled, Gu Yun and the others saw that in the center of the flag, there was a blood-colored skull the size of a basin, which was a little hideous and terrifying.

Moreover, under the flow of blood-colored halo above, a thick bloody aura permeated from inside.

"Roar~Roar~Roar~"

Steeply, the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howls sounded in the flags.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~Brush~!"

After a while, a large blood mist diffused out of the flags, and blood-colored skeletons in blood armor walked out of the flags.

There were about a hundred or so in total, holding all kinds of weapons, stepping on the billowing blood mist, and went straight to the eighth-level poison Jiao body behind to attack.

What was unbelievable was that the surface of these terrifying blood-colored skeletons exuded an astonishing demonic aura. Later, Zixia Lao Dao's spiritual sense swept away, and he wanted to see what level these blood-colored skeletons were.

But at a glance, Lao Dao couldn't help but gasp!

"Ah, these blood-colored skeletons are all cultivators at the peak of the Jiedan! Old Demon, how many Jiedans monks have you killed?"

"Hmph, what about the Dan period? Zixia Daoyou is not a person in the Dao Sect for a long time, so why bother with this heart. Besides, what is the difference between Brother Jiedan and ants in the eyes of you and me? You two better protect me well, don't let that poisonous mist lean on my little boys, otherwise their power will be weakened. ”

The old demon snorted coldly, not moved at all.

Zixia wanted to say something, but was stopped by the red-blooded old monster on the side.

After all, now the three of them are joining forces to fight against demons, and the situation is compelling.

"Alas!"

Zixia Lao Dao sighed lightly, and had no choice but to drive the magic weapon with the red-blooded old monster, closely following those blood-colored skeletons.

With purple swords and blood-colored gourds beside them to force back the poisonous mist, the blood-colored skeletons naturally passed unimpeded.

These blood-colored skeletons were originally ghosts, and they were not afraid of death at all, and they didn't know how to be afraid. Therefore, when they approached the eighth-level poisonous dragon, they were almost crazy, and they swarmed up.

Seeing so many little guys with not low strength besieging him, Poison Jiao's eyes finally showed a bit of seriousness.

I saw a flash of blue light on the poisonous Jiao's body.

"Huh!"

When the brilliance faded, the body of the poisonous Jiao began to shrink continuously, and finally turned into a human form more than two meters tall!

Except for the fact that there is still a turquoise snake head on his neck, his hands and feet are almost identical to those of a human!

This is much more advanced than the seventh-level snake demon at the beginning.

It must be known that the lower body of the seventh-level snake demon has not yet evolved into a two-legged form.

"This is the difference between the eighth level and the seventh level? Could it be that there really is a demon cultivator who can completely transform into a human being?" Seeing this, Gu Yun couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

He knew that there were twelve levels of demon cultivation.

Now, the eighth-level demon cultivators can transform into such a form, and the level behind them is unimaginable.

"Chatter, I didn't think there really were mid-stage human monks here. In this way, I don't want to risk being injured, the red-clothed humans over there, how about we stop here?" Poison Jiao's mouth shook a few times, and he spit out a sentence at the Feng Old Demon on the other side.

It also saw that the people present belonged to him as the highest cultivator.

As he spoke, the poisonous mist around the pool gradually submerged into the surface of the poisonous Jiao's body, and finally disappeared.

Hearing this, the old demon was also a little surprised.

"Stop?"

"Yes, I have been in retreat here for hundreds of years, and I have finally succeeded in advancing to the eighth-level realm you are talking about, and since I was disturbed, it is destined to go out for a walk. Ancestor I'm in a pretty good mood right now, so I won't care about you. ”

"What? Retreat! You said you have been in retreat here for hundreds of years, isn't this a spiritual temple with strange treasures?"

I thought that there would be some treasures hidden in this hall, but now it sounds like it is completely a place for people to practice.

In this way, the so-called treasure hunting can only be empty talk.

The next moment, the three of them all connected their fingers and took back their respective treasures. A roll of blood streaks stood in the air, and more than a hundred blood-colored skeletons in the distance quickly burrowed into it and disappeared without a trace.

The three of them looked at each other from the air with strange expressions.

"Chatter~ Treasure Treasure Palace? You human monks are really funny. I won't hide it from you, Ancestor, this hall was already in ruins when I came in. Of course, if you don't believe it, go inside. But I don't have time to play with you right now. ”

"Huh~"

After speaking, the poisonous Jiao flashed all over his body and quickly rushed out.

Feng Lao Mo, the three of you, look at me, I look at you, they didn't dare to stop each other. After all, it was an eighth-level demon cultivator, eighth-level!

It is comparable to the old monster in the middle of the human infant, and the physical body is extremely strong, even if the three of them join forces, they may not be able to win each other.

It's not good to say, the three of them will be seriously injured.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerable! Forget it, I can't imagine that things will become the current situation. I'll go first!" Zixia shook his head and left in a flash of light.

"Red Blood Daoist, I want to borrow Gu Yun's little friend, I don't know if you are reluctant?" Seeing Zixia Lao Dao leaving, Feng Lao Mo's eyes rolled, and he actually opened his mouth to say this.

"What are you talking about, Daoyou, want to borrow Gu Xiaoyou?" the red-blooded old monster looked a little surprised.

In his opinion, since this hall is the Fei Palace, it is really useless to keep Gu Yun. Even if Gu Yun has the ability to be invincible to all poisons, after all, the monk is too low.

Not to mention, the Yuanying realm, even the Yudan realm, is afraid that it will take one or two hundred years.

When Gu Yun heard this, he felt a chill in his back. It's really just out of the tiger's den, and it's like a wolf's den. Let him go with Old Demon Feng, it's better to go back to Blackwood Island.

Demon cultivator is bloodthirsty and killing, who knows if he will do some perverted and weird experiments? If that's the case, it's really better to live than to die.

"Gu Xiaoyou, are you willing?" Old Man Feng suddenly turned his head and looked at Gu Yun.

Faced with the invitation of the old devil, Gu Yun didn't know what to do for a while.