Although Zhang Di jumped in the air, most of his attention was on the blood pool, and as soon as he saw the blood-colored figure with wings on his back coming out, he immediately thought of the Yaksha with wings on his back on the small flag of the Feihong clan, and suddenly his heart was shocked, and he secretly screamed that it was not good!

At this time, when he quickly left the battlefield and could no longer stay, his premonition told him that the blood-colored figure was definitely not a good stubble, and he could let the Heavenly Demon throw the remaining life into the blood pool, and the monsters summoned must be extremely terrifying!

Immediately, with a flick of his right palm, the thorns in his palm turned into a black shadow and flew out, rolling towards the black crystal object a few feet away;

Whew!

Three spears burst out like poisonous snakes, but it was Zhao Da and the three of them who showed the technique of dividing and attacking together, and stabbed out towards the old donkey's head together, in their consciousness, the old donkey's head was suspected of being a great practitioner, and they naturally wanted to work together to clean him up, because they didn't see the thunderous means of killing the two elite demon warriors just now, they felt that Zhang Di's threat was not as big as the old donkey's head.

"Hmph!" Xing Gongzi saw that the situation was in his favor, as long as his subordinates entangled the old donkey's head, he would definitely have a good chance of winning by using immortal master methods to deal with Zhang Di, who was just a body refiner.

So he snorted coldly, and with the mana that had just recovered two percent, he sacrificed the magic weapon folding fan, which became larger in the wind, and stopped the thorn rattan on Zhang Di, and at the same time, the golden light flashed on his fingertips, and a sharp sharp gold trick shot towards Zhang Di.

At this moment, the figure of the blood-colored figure gradually became clear, and pieces of blood-colored scales appeared all around him. At the same time, a single horn was born on the top of his head, and suddenly his eyes opened, looking in the direction of the scuffle between the two sides. When he saw that he was fighting for the remnants of the Heavenly Demon, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and a blood-colored red light suddenly shot out from the single horn above his head, heading straight for the scroll.

Zhang Di saw that the target of this newly appeared monster turned out to be the scroll, and his heart moved, knowing that the value of the scroll was only above the other two, so he temporarily controlled the thorn vine to change direction. The tip dodged Xing Gongzi's folding fan magic weapon, turned a corner and rolled up the scroll, and took the first step to put the scroll in his hand.

At the same time, the palm gathering spirit array used its palm. Pushing to the ground, a strong wind generated, pushing his body that was already in mid-air forward by three feet, just avoiding Xing Gongzi's sharp gold trick. The wind broke the strap of his hair. A black hair fluttered in the wind.

Seeing that the scroll was about to fall into his hand, the blood-colored figure snorted coldly, and the blood light suddenly doubled its speed, cutting off the tip of the thorn rattan three inches at once, so the scroll was still entwined by the broken thorn rattan and fell to the ground. Zhang Di's body trembled in mid-air, and he also fell to the ground.

And the blood light momentum was still fierce, and it went straight to Wang San. I heard him scream, and a bloody hole was pierced through his chest. Blood spurted from his mouth, and he saw that he was not alive. The blood light came out through his chest, and he blasted Qian Er's arm behind him into a blood mist, which shot into the mountain wall, leaving a dark hole.

Qian Er screamed, his eyes turned white, and he staggered down, and this terrible cry made the rest of the people present feel cold, what is the origin of this blood-colored figure? How can he just attack with a bloody light, he can cut off Zhang Di's thorns and rattans, and kill Wang San, seriously injuring Qian Er?

For a while, Xing Gongzi and Zhao Da stayed on the spot, their eyes straightened, and their hearts were cold.

The old donkey of the demon corpse didn't know that he was afraid, and slapped Zhao Da obliquely flew out, three teeth mixed with blood spurted out, and then grabbed it with a big hand, and took the lead in grabbing the storage bag left by the heavenly demon in his hand.

This scene suddenly made Xing Gongzi sober up, and hurriedly folded the fan magic weapon, and the black crystal thing that was about to fall to the ground flew up and fell into his hand, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and his face was happy.

Looking in the direction of Zhang Di, he couldn't help but be stunned, only to see that Zhang Di was three feet away from the scroll at this time, and with a move of the handle, the scroll seemed to be pulled by the invisible hand, and jumped into the palm of Zhang Di's hand. He flipped it over with the palm of his hand, put it into the storage bag, and then jumped out on tiptoe, without looking behind him, and the old donkey head followed closely without saying a word.

It turned out that a moment ago, when the thorn rattan was cut off by a small section, because the thorn rattan was connected to Zhang Di's heart, it suddenly made his heart ache, and the true yuan was in chaos, and he almost fell from mid-air. At that time, he hurriedly took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the stinging pain, looked up, and saw through the black hair covering his eyes that he was still three feet away from the scroll, so he raised his right palm, and the palm of his hand was swirling violently.

Suck your hands!

A powerful suction force suddenly came out, sucking the scroll into his hand, and this scene fell in the eyes of Xing Gongzi, who didn't know it, naturally the scroll jumped into Zhang Di's palm by itself, making him think that Zhang Di had mastered some weird secret technique!

At this time, the blood-colored figure flashed with light around him, and suddenly turned into a handsome boy in white clothes, only to see his handsome eyes glance in the direction of Zhang Di, his eyes flashed with anger, and suddenly snorted coldly, obviously seeing Zhang Di snatching the scroll, which made him very angry.

I saw him take a step in the air, and somehow, he actually went out more than ten zhang away, only a dozen zhang away from Zhang Di.

Xing Gongzi on the side was shocked when he saw this scene, and secretly shouted in his heart: "Earth shrinking technique! God......! This is equivalent to the Demon Venerable in the late stage of foundation building, or even the Jindan stage!"

He trembled violently, and secretly cried bitterly, knowing that the demon was dying that day and was going to summon this demon venerable, and he didn't dare to snatch the things left by the heavenly demon when he said anything, and he ran as fast as he could! So he hurriedly took out the talisman and stimulated it and put it on his chest, and his figure suddenly became blurred, and he was about to drill into the ground.

Suddenly, the handsome boy glanced coldly at him, and the single horn suddenly drilled out of his head, and suddenly a red light shot at an extremely strange speed.

Xing Gongzi was so frightened that he didn't know how to deal with it, Zhao Da suddenly roared: "I'm fighting with you!" raised his spear and jumped forward.

With a pop, the red light passed through his chest, and with the splash of blood, a bowl-sized blood hole appeared, Zhao Da's eyes froze, and finally looked in the direction of Xing Gongzi, and said in his mouth: "Childe...... Fast...... Walk ......"

Before the words fell, his body fell heavily to the ground, and he immediately exhaled his last breath, with a trace of pathos and unwillingness still frozen in his eyes.

It turned out that Zhao Da saw the two brothers who accompanied him with his siblings, one died tragically, the other was seriously injured, and he was grief-stricken in his heart, and he had already germinated the will to die, in order to save his son-in-law, he rushed forward desperately, thinking of blocking it for his son, but who knew that the red light was like the sickle of death, and it took his life in an instant.

It's sad, it's sad! (To be continued......)