In the void, there was a blood-red color, Qin Yang's whole person seemed to be stained with endless blood, and the whole person exuded an extremely evil aura that soared to the sky, as if he was a demon god from hell.

"Nine Heavens Blood Evil", this is a forbidden technique, based on one's own flesh and blood, once it is cast, the void will be shrouded in endless evil energy, becoming a bloody hell. This kind of evil qi is very powerful, because with the flesh and blood of the strong people of the Immortal Thunder Stage, once it goes deep into this piece of Bloody Hell, even a cultivator of the Immortal Thunder Period will be difficult to escape.

Qin Yang's face was a little pale, and the reason why he displayed the "Nine Heavens Blood Demon" was also because the appearance of the Evil Face True Person really touched his scales. If it weren't for the appearance of the Evil True Man, he would have obtained the Red Dragon by now. Therefore, for the face of the evil real person, he is quick to kill.

"Die!" Qin Yang roared, as if a demon god was in the world, and the red halberd in his hand stabbed fiercely towards the evil real person. In an instant, bursts of thunderous roars sounded in the void, and blood-colored thunderballs with endless evil qi could be seen forming, which contained extremely powerful powers, each of which could kill a Thunder Infant Stage cultivator.

"Oops!" The face of the evil real man changed, extremely ugly, he finally made a decision, no longer care about the red dragon, no matter how tempting the red dragon was, but in the face of his own life, he still chose the latter.

"Qin Yang, you're really crazy!" The face of the evil real person is not easy to deal with, he felt a powerful divine thought staring at him all the time, in front of the "Nine Heavens Blood Demon", he had no way to hide at all, he could only fight hard.

The real person with an evil face is not afraid, his hands are pinched, and there are words in his mouth: "All living beings are nothing more than joy, anger, sorrow and happiness, this world will be ruined, and the mask of sorrow will be cast!"

As the words of the Evil Face True Man fell, a bleak and sad aura permeated the void, and it seemed that the entire world became sad under the words of the Evil Face True Man, as if the world was really going to be destroyed and completely turned into ashes.

Faintly, a huge face appeared in the void, it was a mask, the eyes were empty, and the expression of sadness made people seem to be caught in this kind of sadness, and they could never extricate themselves.

The cultivation of the evil real person is "the thunder of all living beings", gathering all living beings, and seeing the joys, sorrows, and sorrows of all living beings, so that the four masks of joy, anger, sorrow and happiness can be cast. These four masks contain all kinds of joys, sorrows, and sorrows, representing the most essential emotions of all living beings.

Just like this "mask of sorrow", it contains all kinds of sorrows, such as the sorrow of losing relatives, the sorrow of losing close friends, and the sorrow of all beings in heaven and earth.

The halberd stabbed, and the mask of sorrow in the void couldn't help but let out a crying sound, and for a moment, the void was shrouded in this kind of sadness, as if it was sad that it was about to be destroyed by the halberd.

However, who is Qin Yang, he is the prince of war of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he is strong-willed, and the cultivators who died in his hands with his own hands do not know how many, naturally they will not be bothered by this kind of sadness, the red halberd stabbed fiercely, and there seemed to be a sea of blood in the void, and there were endless souls roaring, which exacerbated that kind of sadness.

"Boom!" A roar sounded like the sky was cracking, and the red halberd stabbed the "Mask of Sorrow", and in an instant the "Mask of Sorrow" let out a sharp hiss, and there seemed to be a trace of despair in the voice, making everyone who heard it feel a burst of despair, as if they were doing something rebellious.

"Die!" Qin Yang roared, unmoved, Prince Zhan naturally had his own pride in the name of war, and as soon as the halberd was collected, he changed the stab to sweep, and in an instant, a crack appeared on the "Mask of Sorrow", making this "Mask of Sorrow" even more sad.

"Qin Yang, don't deceive people too much!" After the "Mask of Sorrow", the real person with an evil face was revealed, and he had been hiding behind the "Mask of Sorrow", manipulating the "Mask of Sorrow" to resist Qin Yang's blow.

"Hmph!" In the face of the warning of the evil real person, Qin Yang just snorted coldly, and still attacked the "Mask of Sorrow" regardless of it.

"Qin Yang, you forced me, don't blame the old man's ruthlessness!' The mask of sorrow, all beings are sad!" The face of the evil real man roared, and in the void, countless strange runes suddenly appeared on the "Mask of Sorrow", and if the runes were looked at carefully, they looked like sad creatures, as if the sorrows of all things in the world were gathered in this small mask.

A pair of cold, emotionless eyes suddenly emerged from the empty eyes of the "Mask of Sorrow", which were as calm as water, without the slightest wave, but suddenly, two dazzling white lights shot out from these eyes.

These two white lights almost became the only one in the entire heaven and earth in an instant, and then I saw countless and countless hands on the "Mask of Sorrow", including women's hands, men's hands, rough hands, and delicate hands, all kinds of hands waving, and they directly wrapped Qin Yang, and Qin Yang couldn't break through in a short period of time.

This situation made the rickety monk and Kong Peng who were blocking in front of Ao Qin stunned for a while, the two glanced at each other, looked at each other, and the appearance of the evil real person not only destroyed Qin Yang's plan, but also disrupted the steps of the two of them, making them a little overwhelmed for a while.

"What, do you two still want to stop Ao?" Aoqin said with a smile, at this time, he was like a person watching the excitement, but he didn't pay much attention to the red dragon. He was sure that the two of them would definitely not stop him, after all, taking advantage of this moment, other Immortal Thunder Stage powerhouses had already rushed over.

Although the strength of the two of them is strong, they can only stop Ao Qin alone, and it is impossible to stop other Immortal Thunder Stage powerhouses at all.

"Amitabha, the matter has come to this, how can the donor please take care of himself!" said the monk with his hands folded, and at the same time, Kong Peng also let go of his body, indicating his posture.

Aoqin smiled slightly, stepped out, and turned into a streamer of light towards the place where the red dragon was. As for the rickets monk and Kong Peng, the two glanced at each other, and followed Aoqin's pace to catch up. By this time, things had turned out more than they expected.

"Ha Luha, I will laugh at this red dragon, the entire dragon vein of Ten Thousand Buddha Mountain will be my Imperial Spirit Sect!" A rough voice sounded, and I saw a man wearing a beast robe and a naked upper body holding a red dragon in his hand, not caring at all about the long body of the red dragon and the weight that weighed thousands of catties.

In fact, in addition to the red dragon, this man also has a black python wrapped around it, swallowing snake letters, and a pair of eyes shoot a dazzling light. This person is none other than the Heavenly Python Daoist of the Imperial Spirit Sect, and the black giant python on his body is the best proof of him.

Heavenly Python Daoist, let go of the red dragon, this is not something that your Imperial Spirit Sect can bear. Chenglong Dajun said coldly, he was wearing a Xinghai robe, the whole person exuded a strong aura, a pair of eyes looked directly at the Python Daoist indifferently, and he held a blue fairy sword on his hands, as long as the Python Daoist showed the slightest intention to escape, he would not hesitate to shoot.

"Put down the red dragon, Tian Python Daoist, maybe you still have a chance to leave!" Another cold voice sounded, it was the voice of a middle-aged man, I saw that he was wearing a purple robe, and his body exuded a thick vitality, as if he was a forest, infinite vitality, endless, it was the Wood Emperor Daojun of the Wood Emperor Palace.

Although the Wooden Palace has just occupied Yangzhou and its strength is weak, it has also sent the Wooden Emperor Daojun, wanting to take the opportunity to get a piece of the pie, so you can imagine how ambitious the Wooden Palace is.

"Amitabha, you are all the same way, and you will never do it until you have to. However, please also ask the donor to put down the red dragon first, after all, this is what I surrendered under the joint efforts of others, and it cannot be obtained by one person. "The Pure Monk is a compassionate and benevolent monk, but what he said is no different from the Wood Emperor Daojun and the Chenglong Monarch, in front of the Red Dragon, even a monk like the Pure Monk cannot maintain his true heart and wants to take the Red Dragon.

Although Zixiao Shuanglao, Aomei Fairy and others did not finish speaking, they formed an encirclement with the pure monk and others, surrounding the Python Dao people in it, even if the Python Dao people had great ability, it was absolutely impossible to escape.

"Hehe, don't be so high-sounding, don't you just want the red dragon? Yes, the red dragon is in my hands, but if you want me to let go of the red dragon, then see if you have the ability." The Heavenly Python Daoist seemed to have expected such a scene for a long time, and his face did not change color in the slightest, but at the same time, his right hand was slapped on the black python on his body, and there was a steady stream of force input into his body.

"The spirit is in the sky, the spirit and I are here, they are all the same spirits, they are all one, give me a fusion!" The Python Daoist suddenly roared, only to see the black python on his body quickly deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into a blood mist with a "bang" at the end.

And at this time, the Python Dao people bathed in python blood, and the whole person's blood was steaming, as if he was a bloody person. A moment later, a red light flashed in the void, tearing open the space and flying into the infinite void before everyone could react.

The actions of the Python Dao people are really beyond everyone's expectations, and the Imperial Spirit Sect aims to control all the spirits in the world, and its "Royal Spirit Dao Thunder" has an extraordinary use, which can control all kinds of thunder beasts for their own use. Therefore, the cultivators of the Imperial Spirit Sect are also called beast cultivators, because they are indispensable for the help of thunder beasts when they fight.

It can be said that fifty percent of the combat power of the cultivators of the Imperial Spirit Sect is on the thunder beast, and the remaining fifty percent is the combat power of the cultivators themselves. Naturally, the Python Dao people are no exception, the black python on his body is the natal thunder beast that he has spent countless hours looking for, and it is usually regarded as a treasure, and everyone never thought that the Python Dao people would suck up the black python and take the opportunity to escape here.

"Hmph, Python Daoist, do you think you can escape in this way?" In the sky, a purple giant tower suddenly emerged, exuding an incomparably noble aura on it, as if this tower was the most noble existence in heaven and earth.

The giant tower was a hundred feet high, divided into three layers, pressed down from the depths of the firmament, and fiercely suppressed a space, and in an instant, the void emitted a hoarse sound and began to crack. At the same time, a figure covered in blood appeared in front of everyone, it was the Heavenly Python Daoist.