With the rotation of the blade, hundreds of qi engines were retracted, pulling the spiritual energy, and twisting violently! A cloud of blood mist exploded in the air.

Suddenly, countless flesh and bone residues splattered out with this blood mist, and then they were steamed out of thin air by the purple flames that erupted, and there was no trace of it.

No one who sees his palm and forearm crushed to slag can't maintain his consistent mood!

Of course, the underworld general is no exception, at the moment when the blood mist erupts, his whole person is stupid, so he will not see that when the blood mist blocks his sight, the purple-clothed female cultivator, her body turned, disappeared from the void, and when she reappeared, she was already behind the underworld.

There were warnings from the left and right, but before he could react, the scorching blade had passed the back of his neck.

When the temperature was extremely high, the feeling turned into a biting cold, which broke through the skin, blood vessels, spine, trachea, and burst out of the throat, sealing all his vitality in an instant.

After this series of dazzling changes, Lin Haihai suddenly fell into a wave of extremely strange silence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the female cultivator who was putting her sword into the sheath, especially the people in the Hades Palace, they didn't even forget about their surprise, and their eyes were just blank.

Looking at the female cultivator's calm and calm face, Yang Zhao pursed his lips and tried his best to keep his face calm, but there was clearly still shock in his dilated and contracted pupils.

There is no other reason, just because of this nun who seems to know him!

"Purple clothes and purple swords, but it's not the Tianxing Sword Palace, could it be her?" Yang Zhaoyao looked at the seemingly familiar and unfamiliar figure in the sky, and was stunned for a while.

The erosion of these years is enough to make Li Xun forget many things.

However, in his heart. There was still a blurred shadow, occasionally churning ripples.

The reason why he can still remember it is because he almost personally erased the dignity of the originally delicate and lovely nun who was so innocent that he planned to give her some sadness, confusion, and despair.

Of course, in the end, he still let the girl go, but. Now he looked at the current female cultivator who was calm and resolute and indifferent to blood, but for a while he was not on the same page as the original one.

Yang Zhao was puzzled in his heart, but now was not the time to stay, the death of the Hades General made the Hades Palace lose face, but they did not lose their minds because of this, the four Hades generals who had lost their companions threw resentful glances at the purple-clothed female cultivators at the same time, but they did not fight, but scattered in all directions.

There were several laughs of people who feared that the world would not be chaotic. This should be some casual cultivators who follow the surrounding area to join in the fun, they don't know the cause and effect of the incident, but it doesn't prevent them from using it for fun. The voice was extremely harsh in the open space.

Yang Zhao was hidden under a giant tree, observing the figures in the sky through the layers of branches and leaves.

What attracted his attention the most was the purple-clothed nun.

I don't know if it's because the time spent looking at it is too long, miles away. The nun suddenly replied, looking in this direction.

Yang Zhao's heart jumped. Closing her eyes, a little later, there was a heat on her face, apparently her gaze swept over.

From this alone, Yang Zhao knew that this female cultivator's cultivation was indeed good. It's even close to its own level.

It seems that the possibility of being Yuji is getting smaller and smaller.

However, somehow, looking at the blurred outline of the nun from afar, he had a strong premonition in his heart. Gradually break free from the shackles of reason.

At this moment, his ears were filled with a deep and pure voice.

The sound was not very high, but it made the air in a radius of hundreds of miles vibrate together, making people feel that the sound was like being in their ears, clear and natural.

"The Blood God Son is a method of harming others and benefiting oneself, and those who practice this method will be attacked by fellow Taoists outside the heavens!

This kind of old-fashioned and rigid rhetoric appeared sonorous and powerful after his disciple killed a mortal general, with the sound of gold and iron.

Yuan Yan's voice also came from afar: "What a majesty, so spirited! However, Mr. Gan Yuan's words have to be said in the ear of that blood demon, that is really interesting!"

This sounds like a cynicism, but he wants to bring out the great god who made trouble in the galaxy back then to support the scene, obviously his heart is not as tough as it seems.

Yang Zhao was full of thoughts in Yuan Nan's heart, and smiled silently, but ......

"How is it the Blood God Son?"

Ti Wuyi's words sounded very heavy, but in the ears of Yang Zhao, who was already half in the know, it was a little unbounded.

Whether it is from the layout of the Hades Palace and the behavior of the Zhugou Palace, these two palace gates understand that the so-called "Blood God Son" is just a name, and the real valuable thing is still after the ancient temple is firmly banned. But what does this mean......

"Don't they know that there is a mechanism behind this "Blood God Son"?"

Yang Zhao felt that it was very possible. If this is the case, there is something worth taking advantage of in the attitude of the Heavenly Walker Jian Sect...... How?

The sudden stimulus sent a chill down his head. This dangerous response was even faster than the warning of two puppets.

Without thinking about it at all, he turned around and crashed into the tree beside him, and the next moment, he emerged from the other side of the tree.

A little earlier, a hand was inserted into the trunk of the tree, and the tough trunk suddenly lost a bit of moisture, withered, decayed, weathered, and collapsed.

The flying dust made Li Xun's eyes narrow, and he couldn't see the face of the visitor clearly for a while. He couldn't tell the difference, and before the dust cleared, the next wave of attacks from the other party followed, and the sharp wind pressure made him feel as if there were countless knives scraping on his face.

He screamed, and the yin fire inside and outside his body steamed, gurgling as if it was a cloud of smoke, and it suddenly shimmered outside. At his level, the blood demon fire was already in random shape, changing endlessly, and as soon as the front end of the yin fire touched the opponent's true breath, it changed spontaneously, and through the gap in the opponent's true breath, it hummed and roared.

The dust outside the body was immediately urged to become invisible, and the cultivation of both sides had come out of the limitations of the body, and the symbiotic resonance with the external vitality, the true breath was connected, and there was a detonation in the atmosphere, and I don't know how many qi machines were out of place, stirring the aura of heaven and earth, and generating countless turbulence.

With just this moment, the monks of the Heavenly Walker Sword Sect several miles away all had a sense and looked over here together.

Yang Zhao didn't have the heart to think about this.

The murderous aura of the opponent in front of him was like substance, and he couldn't breathe at all.

The figures of the two of them first parted outward, and then seemed to be pulled by an invisible big hand, and they were sucked together.

At the moment when his body was staggered, Yang Zhao dodged at least seventeen hand knives that were enough to split limbs and arms, but he finally confirmed the identity of the person who came.

At the same time, he also understood the other party's intention.

For some reason, the other party didn't use the famous demon knife, but just by replacing the knife with his palm, he could also use the fierce and ruthless taste of killing the six realms. (To be continued......)