Chapter Thirty-Three: Fighting the Avatar One

Liu Changqing's hands were slightly open, and the yin spiritual power around him swarmed in, surging towards the Yin Wind Bone Erosion Array, the more spiritual power, the more wind blades inside, leaving wounds on everyone's bodies, and the wounds were full of dead energy, began to turn gray, and the vitality inside gradually disappeared!

"Stop, stop!" the monk was all alarmed, full of fear.

But Liu Changqing kept waving his hands and increasing his strength, and he seemed to see mortals screaming and dying of blood loss in front of him, and the anger in his heart kept burning and rising, and none of the Yuanying monks here could not let go!

"Ah——! fight with him!" A Yuanying monk rushed over frantically, trying to break through the light curtain and escape, but as soon as he touched the light curtain, the blue light of the light curtain flashed, and the monk's body was frozen on the light curtain, and instantly turned into an ice sculpture!

At this moment, all the people inside were scared, and some timid people knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Fellow Daoist, fellow Daoist, please be merciful, we are also acting according to orders, this is all arranged by the young elders." ”

Liu Changqing looked at those people coldly, "It's not impossible to let this seat let you go, but you must hand over one soul and one soul and recognize me as the master!"

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"What should we do, old man, if this continues, we will all have to die in the Great Array of Yin Wind and Bone Erosion!" a monk asked anxiously. Now, seven or eight people have died, and more than seventy percent of them have been injured, and if they continue to be trapped in the formation, the result will be that they will all die!

The old man frowned, and he had no idea.

"Or, let's surrender too?" The man licked his lips and swallowed a mouthful of spit, who doesn't want to live, although he handed over a soul and a soul, but after all, he is still alive, if he continues to stay in the formation, time will not be lost.

"There is no prospect! A man should live an upright life, and wagging his tail and begging for mercy like a few of them, what's the point?" a late Yuan Infant monk shouted, "Grow up, let's fight with him!"

"Okay, okay, let's hand, let's hand!" The few people who surrendered saw that there were more and more wind blades around them, and immediately shouted loudly.

Liu Changqing smiled contemptuously, his hands were slightly closed, and the wind blades that flew in front of a few people immediately collapsed, flashing out a passage, allowing several people to come over. As a person who sets up the formation, he naturally knows the situation in the formation well and controls it freely.

Several people were full of helplessness, opened their mouths and spit out a soul, Liu Changqing's mouth opened, inhaled into his stomach, and stayed on the list of gods.

"I've seen the master!" the eight Yuanying monks bowed to Liu Changqing and saluted.

Liu Changqing waved his hand, flashed to the side, stepped up the spiritual power in his hand, and the Yin Wind Bone Erosion Array immediately roared in the Yin Wind Bone Destroying Array, and the wind blade had changed from a ruler to a zhang Xu, just like a substance, dancing wildly!

Ah——!h——!h

A few screams were heard, and several people died immediately! The other monks all made a sudden attack, and when they saw that the soul of the same person who had been handed over outside was safe and sound, several more people immediately shouted: "Master, master, we surrender, we surrender!"

The smile on the corner of Liu Changqing's mouth became more and more intense, opening a passage to let the surrendered people come out, who knew that a person suddenly rushed over, but only ran two steps, a pair of legs were frozen on the ground, and then the whole person, still with horror on his face, turned into an ice sculpture, and was smashed into pieces by the flying wind blade!

The blue ice flame is haunted, it really prevents people like him.

The few people who surrendered secretly rejoiced, thanks to the fact that they did not survive the fluke, and surrendered honestly.

With the experience of the past, the others did not dare to break in at will, and at the same time, they also understood that Liu Changqing was fully capable of killing all of them! Immediately, more than a dozen people cried and surrendered.

The elder sighed, the general trend has gone, and he has no strength to return to the sky, and these Yuan Infant Fellows who stayed behind seem to be in a catastrophe, just waiting for the head to avenge them!

"Senior brother in charge, Lao Cheng has taken a step first, and he has the trust of the master!" the growth boss shouted, raised his right palm and slapped it on his forehead, and a wisp of remnant soul flew out and threw himself into the reincarnation path!

"Growing Elder" Several people around Elder Chang couldn't cry, staring at Liu Changqing outside the light curtain viciously, "You devil, the senior brother in charge will avenge us!"

Liu Changqing touched his nose, how did he become a demon? It seems that the people killed by their Ink Ray Sect are far more than dozens of times their own, but they don't think that they are the devil!

With the suicide of the last few people, except for the forty or so people who surrendered in the Yin Wind Bone Erosion Array, the rest all died in the big array, and even the ghost babies did not escape! Liu Changqing waved his robe, removed the big array, and took all the complete heads into his pocket, which was used to refine the Ten Thousand Skull Pagoda in the future.

Watching Liu Changqing harvest the heads one by one with an expressionless face, the dozens of people who surrendered couldn't help but fight a cold war, glad that they had surrendered.

"Let's go!" Liu Changqing waved his hand and ran towards the forbidden land in the back mountain, now that he had cleared the last obstacles, he had to hurry up and join the elixir clone. The reason why he wanted to recruit so many people was that he was worried that his strength here was not enough, Jin Wuxing and the others were rushing back, but it would take half a day to arrive at the earliest, so let's take advantage of these people.

Thinking of dealing with their own sect with their own hands, those monks who surrendered were also uncomfortable in their hearts, but there was no way, the master's orders had to be obeyed!

Liu Changqing found the cave with a familiar car, and without hesitation, he went into it, walked more than ten miles, and went deep into the ground, and was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him. Also stunned was the elixir clone. Along the way, the elixir clone dealt with several waves of sneak attacks of the Ink Sect monks and cleared the obstacles.

I saw that there was a pool fifty zhang long and thirty zhang wide inlaid on the ground, and the pool was full of thick red essence blood, and there was a huge demon beast lying on its stomach in the essence blood. The monster seemed to be twitching, emitting a painful **. Because its body is full of thirteen tubes, and the tubes are golden blood, which flows continuously to the other end.

On the other side were thirteen monks, soaked in golden blood, greedily absorbing the golden blood of the demon beast.

Liu Changqing was surprised that he had seen such a demon beast before. In the back mountain of the Qin Sect Demon Pool, the giant stone demon beast! But this one is much bigger than the previous one. Liu Changqing also sent the child ball of the giant stone demon beast to the Endless Sea, allowing it to fly up to the spirit realm.

Seeing the blood pool and the giant stone demon beast, Liu Changqing immediately understood. These thirteen god-transforming stage cultivators of the Ink Ray Sect are using the giant stone demon beast to absorb the essence blood of human beings, and then transform it into the blood of golden demon beasts, and then they are absorbing the golden essence blood of the giant stone demon beasts in order to achieve the purpose of cultivation! How can the cultivation of immortals be so cruel? Looking at the essence blood in the blood pool, there are as many as six or seven hundred thousand catties, how many innocent mortals must be killed?

A wave of anger slowly surged from Liu Changqing's heart, and he merged with the elixir clone, his shoulders shook, and the blood cloud of the Blood Demon Skill appeared in the cave and floated towards the blood pool.

He's going to suck all the blood out of those people!

"Daring, who are you?" One of the thirteen god-transforming stage cultivators woke up from his cultivation state, although he was a little reluctant, he felt a trace of crisis. If they were given another two months, they would have the hope of breaking through the early stage of the god transformation and entering the middle stage of the god transformation!

Liu Changqing didn't answer, the blood cloud swirled over, a powerful suction force gushed out, and the essence blood in the blood pool began to fly towards the blood cloud like a green dragon absorbing water.

The Divine Transformation Stage Monk saw that Liu Changqing was so arrogant and ignored his own questions, and he was furious, "Okay, let you see the difference between the Transformation Stage Monk and the Yuan Infant Monk!" After speaking, his right hand stretched out and gently slapped out, and a big hand with more than three feet of spiritual power appeared in the air, slowly moving towards Liu Changqing.

Liu Changqing only felt an earth-shattering pressure surging, making him almost breathless, facing the giant palm, there was a feeling that there was no way to dodge! Liu Changqing no longer hesitated, his divine sense moved, and Jin Wuzi behind him immediately flew in front of him, and slapped out the same palm.

Boom!

Jin Wuzi's corpse palm and the spiritual power of the god cultivator collided together, and the spiritual power around them tumbled violently, forming a wave visible to the naked eye, splashing out the essence blood in the blood pool.

Hmm?Transforming the Corpse Refining Stage?The Transformation Stage Cultivator's face showed a shocked expression, no wonder he was a little arrogant, but the Refining Corpse was a dead thing, and without spiritual intelligence, his strength would be greatly reduced.

"You also taste the blood servant of the little master!" Liu Changqing was not the one who suffered, he let out a low roar, and the blue blood cloud in the blood cloud rolled up, and a three-zhang tall blue faceless man stood up from the blood cloud, pounced on the god stage monk, and slammed his fist into his head.

Hundreds of catties of blue blood were obtained by Liu Changqing from the giant-legged monster, but it was only condensed into a blood servant. But the blue blood squire is extremely hard and powerful, and a light punch is enough for 100,000 catties.

Mr. Monk of the Transformation Stage was taken aback, what kind of monster is this? But seeing that the blood servant also had no spiritual intelligence, and the corner of his mouth smiled, he was still a dead thing, and he didn't sacrifice the defensive treasure, but still waved it out with a palm.

But this time he was destined to be miserable, and just as the Blood Servants were about to land on the palm of his hand, he suddenly sped up.

Bang! The palm of the Monk of the Transformation Stage was punched back by the Blood Attendant, and it landed on his head along with his palm, and the whole person was blasted out! A tube flowing with golden blood flew out of his body, and the blood flowed back into the pool of blood.

The monk of the Transformation Stage was stunned for a moment, this punch of the blood servant had a strength of 150,000 or 60,000 catties, what kind of monster was he?