In order to do this more effectively, the man began to fine-tune his position, and took two steps silently, feeling a little strange in his heart.

The flow of aura in this vicinity seems to have produced a slight stagnation at a certain node, and that node ......

A low laugh rang out behind him, and although the voice was very low, the abundant air made the air around him tremble and rumble.

He spun around sharply - an instinctive but stupid act, but the pressure behind him was like a monstrous beast that he did not have the courage to face it with his back.

This is the most direct and deadly impact!

The moment he turned over, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in his pupils.

At this moment, the surrounding spiritual changes suddenly stopped, and the continuous spiritual changes also came to an abrupt end, and there was no more follow-up.

The man in the tree sensitively noticed this change, but he soon did, and it was the second folly he had done!

The senseless distraction made his life-saving escape a line late, although his whole body suddenly turned into a piece of ethereal air, but the right rib was still under the fist to the body, and the iron pestle-like fist tore his flesh and skin, and made his blood boil even more.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his figure flashed from the void, but it was already staggering.

The blow just now made the blood veins in his whole body twist and break somehow, but in comparison, the information behind this blow was more powerful. His pupils were full of fear: "The method of the incarnation of the blood shadow is the method of the transformation of the blood shadow into the god!"

This is by no means the half-toned blood god and demon finger of the Blood Demon Palace, but the attack on blood qi. The ultimate magic skill of soul sucking and erosion!

And this is also the most famous quality of the blood shadow god-transforming method. If it is a real hit, it can even make the blood of the whole body steam instantly, his heart is shocked, and his cultivation is a little worse, and the two attacks are exchanged, and in the blink of an eye, he has lost at least a hundred years of cultivation.

Even so, the other party didn't give him the slightest respite, a large expanse of air groaned under the huge force that erupted, and countless eerie mouths seemed to open in the void. Thick bloody smoke erupted from it. A curtain of blood formed and enveloped him in it.

The man in the tree let out a scream, and he curled up and rushed out of the curtain of blood. There was a cacophony of crackling silk in the air. Countless blood smoke stuck to him. In an instant, a layer of his bare skin was eroded, revealing bright red flesh.

All the nerves and blood vessels began to twitch violently under this strong erosion. This turned his subtle escape into a joke.

His battered body, unbalanced in a strange tremor, slammed headfirst into a tree no more than two feet high.

There was a dull crash, and a sharp whistle tore him apart.

The body of the man in the tree trembled violently, and a hole in his back had opened through his chest, and surprisingly no blood flowed out.

He hissed again, and out of nowhere, he slammed through the trunk of the tree and stumbled into the darkness.

However, his sanity inevitably sane sane, and the wound on the back of his chest reminded him that he could collapse to the ground at any moment.

At this moment, the familiar whistling sound of the same door sounded from a hundred miles away, and it approached at an extremely high speed.

At this time, miraculously, the demon did not catch up!

He stroked the wound on his chest and wanted to greet his fellow disciples with a whistling sound, however, the voice was still hovering in his throat, and a slender palm was lightly imprinted on his back, sending a chill into his viscera, and also making the whistle sound that was about to exit instantly freeze.

With a blow from his slender hand, the true breath that penetrated did not have any qualitative qualities that could be distinguished, but it just cut off the connection of the qi veins that supplied him with vitality, and a strange sound came out of his throat, and his body began to twitch for the last time.

Just as his body gradually stopped, at least five or more figures jumped over the trees around the forbidden area and pounced in.

After a few breaths, a sharp and long howl rose into the sky, and the protruding whistling sound alarmed the forest sea in a radius of hundreds of miles, and countless resident birds flew away, covering the sky and the sun.

The huge forest sea is in this chaos, welcoming the arrival of a new day.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the rotten bone rushed towards the forbidden side with five of his men, although he didn't even know what was going on. However, no more than seven or eight miles away from the prohibition, he saw a figure flying violently above the prohibition.

At this moment, he saw several familiar and fearful faces, and his face became extremely ugly: "Zhu Gou Nine Killings, how many are there?"

The Flying Old Demon's mind was clearer, his face was solemn, and he said in a low voice: "Old ghosts, looking at their appearance, it seems that they have suffered a loss, could it be that it is forbidden here, and there are still hard hands?"

"Blood Demon Flying Smoke?" Rotten Bone mentioned the name, but quickly denied it, what kind of person was that person, he knew very well that if this blood smoke came here in front of those killers, he was afraid that he would not be able to take ten steps.

He decided to catch up and take a look. But those killers who rarely appeared seemed to calm down in an instant, interrupted the whistling sound, and quickly disappeared. With the cultivation of rotten bones, it is impossible to capture the trajectory of their movement.

Just at a strange moment, an abrupt voice sounded, this was the sword qi roaring from the distant sky, and from the regular vibration of the atmosphere, the rotten bone felt an extremely familiar, but extremely unpleasant aura.

He turned his head and just happened to see more than a dozen sword lights emptying straight forward in the sky red from the morning light.

At a glance, he could see all the sword light fronts, the faces that were extremely familiar.

His eyes widened, and he cursed vaguely between his words, even though he was more than ten miles away, and the eyes of the monk with a square and majestic face collided, and they both saw the undisguised murderous intent in each other's eyes.

"How many people still know about this so-called confidential matter?" Feitian sighed in his heart, but on the surface, he shouted calmly: "There is an enemy, take position!"

When Yang Zhao, Yun Luan, and the jumpsuit showed their heads from more than twenty miles away from the prohibition, the direction of the prohibition in the polar forest, the aftersound of the roar had not yet dissipated.

The faces of the three of them were gloomy and cold, and they couldn't tell that not long ago, the three of them had just joined hands to kill a well-known killer in the Outer Realm.

Maybe this will make a debutant demon famous overnight, but for Yang Zhao, it has little value.

In fact, from the moment that person infiltrated the prohibition and stared at him, and he didn't realize it, Yang Zhao's hard work in the past two days was in vain.

"The Heavenly Thorns have all come to be scouts, so how many Zhu Gou Nine Kills have come?" Yun Luan and Lian Yi had already guessed the identity of the deceased, and said: "This Void Void Escape really deserves its name, but after today, how should the name of Zhu Gou Nine Kills be changed?"

Yang Zhao also smiled, he knew that this time someone was helping, if it wasn't for the blood shadow man calling the police, I'm afraid the three of them would really fall here today. (To be continued......)