"Hehe......" Han Zaixin tugged at the corners of his mouth, looking at the blood shadow that was constantly struggling, the huge blood egg began to glow with another color at this time, not only the blood color and the white and black of the translucent figure, but a bright bright yellow appeared.

Mars began to spread, as if the most humble being was slowly developing, one step at a time! At this moment, the blood shadow's body, where the severed right arm was broken, was also covered with bright yellow.

"What kind of flame is this? Why haven't I seen it before?" Bloodshadow screamed, his voice losing its usual flatness and becoming anxious, a kind of panic, as if there was a force that he could not bear eating at everything about himself.

"Junior, what kind of despicable means have you used?Why have I never seen this kind of flame?It's so weird, with endless vitality, but it has a dark aura that annihilates everything!" The blood shadow rolled among the blood eggs in the air, and the whole space seemed to become much more fragile and wrinkled in his trembling. The ripples of the shaky space appear and disappear from time to time.

This is also the means that the blood shadow can be called an unsolvable method back then, space shuttle. The blood shadow that controlled the rules between the two heavens and the earth was famous back then. The entire small world is his slaughterhouse, and all the strong people of the same era as him are trembling in his shadow. If it weren't for the fact that in the end, the Sword Sect and the Heavenly Machine Gate, which dominated this world at that time, set up a sword formation that imprisoned the space, and invited almost all the powerhouses in the cultivation world at that time to kill and seal him.

"What kind of flame is this, I don't know!" Han Zaixin told the truth, but he made the blood shadow have the urge to vomit blood directly, he has been famous for thousands of years, and he has been famous for thousands of years, and he has a great ferocity in the history of the cultivation world, but he didn't expect to fall into a desperate situation just after escaping from the seal!

Although Blood Shadow's own cultivation was not even one millionth or even one ten-millionth of his peak at this time, his methods were absolutely able to crush all the cultivators of the Spirit Martial Realm, and he had absolute confidence in this. But it was planted in the hands of Han Zaixin, and the opponent didn't even know what his means were, such a depression was enough to make any strong person angry.

"I'll be back!Junior, I remember you, you must not die, you must die in my hands!" The blood shadow's voice trembled, the bright yellow flame was like a maggot on the tarsal bones, tenacious and desperate, the blood demon cultivated himself, and the soul origin was all mobilized, and the blood-colored energy writhed like a hideous worm, surging towards the wound of the severed right arm, but it seemed to give it a tonic, and it did not alleviate his current embarrassment in the slightest.

"Break it for me!" Although the blood shadow was in a soul state at this time, it also showed wisps of sweat marks, which was a pain that hurt deep into the soul, ten million times stronger than the physical torture. Even if the Blood Shadow's own will is as strong as a hundred refined steel, it still can't withstand it. The soul is actually sweating, this is simply a thing that makes people feel like a fantasy.

However, this kind of trace shows that this bright yellow flame is so domineering, the sweat of the soul is the most precious resource belonging to the origin of the soul, any bit of soul trauma is definitely an injury like the collapse of the sky, without a long period of warmth, or the treasure of heaven and earth that is specifically facing the soul, it is absolutely impossible to alleviate the injury.

But Blood Shadow is so decisive, as a peerless demon in the cultivation world, he has never lacked the ruthlessness of a strong man with a broken wrist. At this point, the Demon Gate Monk has an innate advantage over the Righteous Path Monk. Therefore, the blood shadow showed a ruthlessness beyond everyone at this moment, and he could do it to himself, and he was even more careless and even unscrupulous for others.

A piece of the body broke off from him again, and the body stained with bright yellow flames was directly torn off by himself with strong perseverance. The left arm grabbed the right shoulder, and then the nails on the palm of the hand directly lengthened, like a sharp five-handled long knife, tearing off the severed arm below the right shoulder again. Then it flew out, cutting off the medium through which the bright yellow flames spread.

"You can't keep mine! Junior, when I return, I will leave your soul behind and let the flames of hell burn for thousands of years, in order to vent the hatred in my heart! For the first time, the Blood Shadow stepped out of the blood egg, and stepped directly from the area where the blood egg was not contaminated by the bright yellow flame.

A gust of wind swept up everything on the ground, not only dust, but also people who fell to the ground, wagons full of supplies, hexagonal wildebeests, and even the Yellow Turban thieves riding the Red Flame Tiger were swept up by the wind at this moment and thrown into the sky.

The Chilian long sword completely exploded at this moment, and the long sword that had completely lost its bloodstain exploded at this moment, and the extremely powerful long sword fragments shot out towards everyone in the sky at this moment. There was no pattern to follow, and it seemed that everyone was the target of his attack.

The people who fainted on the ground were all bleeding, and the surface of each body glowed with a strange purple red, as if the capillaries under the surface of the whole body burst in an instant, and then coagulated under the cortex.

The last blood shadow of the "Blood Clotting ......" took a step forward and flashed into the distance, but at the end, he used his previous means, and suddenly the purple-red color of all the human surfaces began to change, condensing into pieces of black-brown markings. There were also seven pieces of blood that spurted out one by one, congealing into clots.

"Haha...... Junior, wait for me!" Blood Shadow still maintained his demeanor when he left, although this peerless demon had crippled himself, and he was originally going to recover the little essence blood that was left in the Red Cultivation Long Sword to reduce the recovery time, but now it has become an even longer recovery journey. However, he still maintained the last pride of the Demon Dao giant, left his own means, and had another confrontation with Han Zaixin that was different from direct confrontation.

"Scattered ......" Han Zai's heart was paralyzed to the ground, and he was also exhausted at this time, because the previous sword qi and the use of the sword momentum made him consume a lot of true yuan. His faint True Yuan was already a thief at this time. But he still persisted, because if those people were not treated, they would definitely die directly.

"Burn!" The handprint pinched, and suddenly the bright yellow flame skyrocketed a few points, forming a burning flame, and then the blood egg that was still left in the air was burned! After the flame was burned, it suddenly began to burn the energy of the blood egg rapidly, this kind of energy full of negative breath is the best fuel for the Nirvana Divine Fire, and suddenly there was only a fist-sized flame that continued to expand, and it didn't take long to wrap the blood egg.

The blood eggs were all wrapped in flames, and the flames burned even more vigorously, and then shot out into the air, and the wisps of flames connected directly towards the countless people in the air.

And the other half of the blood egg appeared above the exploding Chilian long sword in an instant, covering all the fragments, the flames were raging, and none of the fragments of the long sword could penetrate the flames, and they were burned in the middle of the process.

The flames connected to everyone, and then drilled into their seven orifices, all of them showed painful looks, and Han Zaixin also insisted with a heavy face at this time, and his eyebrows were also slightly furrowed, as if he was also under a different kind of pressure.

The flames began to burn, and now they were just in the lightning and flint, and Han Zaixin felt the same feeling at this time as in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner at the beginning, but it was like a layer apart, not so real. A painful sensation spread through his body, as if he was experiencing the pain of all those who were burrowed into his body by the flames.

"Whew...... Hu ...... "Han Zaixin's will is like a reef on the seashore that has experienced thousands of years of waves lapping, and it is like the purest steel left after a thousand tempers. He endured a thousand kinds of pain, and it was not inferior to what the Blood Shadow had endured before, but he only gasped loudly and did not snort in pain. Although there are some secrets of his own, this steel-like will is definitely beyond everyone's expectations.

In the sea of soul consciousness, Han Zaixin's soul deity was also suffering boundless pain at this time, but without the slightest expression, the secret technique of blood shadow struck into the depths of everyone's souls, so when the Nirvana Divine Fire was burning, it was definitely painful to the soul.

Although each one is not deep, and the soul source is not as impregnated with negative energy as the blood shadow, it is quite unique when superimposed. A trace of silk thread appeared in Han Zaixin's soul deity, transparent as crystal, connected to one star point after another, and the endless star points were like a transit station at this time, separating these pains, and one person could bear it as if thousands of people shared it together!

Gradually, I don't know if an hour or a moment passed, all the pain dissipated, all the people who were invaded by the blood shadow secret art fell asleep peacefully, and everyone felt endless exhaustion. But no one hurt the origin, just as if he had fought a big battle with an evenly matched enemy, tired and unwilling to move a finger.

The people of the Su clan and the disciples of the Sword Sect were all rescued under the protection of Han Zaixin, but the yellow turban thieves who rode the Red Flame Tiger gradually sank, and a black-brown patch condensed on the surface of an individual, and the blood clot spurted out of his mouth like no money, and then he swallowed his last breath with great sadness.

After they swallowed their breath, the bright yellow Nirvana Divine Fire burned their corpses again, purifying the negative energy in their bodies, but the tragic death status did not change in the slightest, it was still so distorted, all the ****** showed a look of complete despair, their eyes rolled like dead fish, looking at the clouds in the sky, refusing to look away!