Updated: 2014-01-16

The Seven Kills Blood Storm stepped on the green leaf boat under his feet, and in a flash, he had already arrived in front of the head of the hill.

The scene of the middle-aged man surnamed Feng whose shield was broken and his life was still vividly remembered, Qiu Daochang would not be naïve to think that the thin layer of body protection light shield in front of him could be stronger than the shield magic weapon of the middle-aged man surnamed Feng, and it could really block the opponent's claws.

"It's over!"

For a moment, Qiu Daochang's mind went blank, and he secretly screamed that it was not good!

But at this moment, a black shadow flashed, suddenly appeared on his side, and hit his waist fiercely.

Suddenly, a powerful and extremely powerful force came, and Qiu Dao Chang flew out upside down in an instant, smashing the cave wall behind him, almost fainting on the spot before he could do so.

But when he fell from the cave wall, he landed firmly on his feet.

"What's that!" he looked up in surprise and joy, but saw that a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in the air, much taller than ordinary people, his whole body was covered with black hair, and there was a large hole the size of a bowl on his shoulder, but the strange thing was that there was no blood flowing out, and the flesh near the wound was constantly wriggling and contracting, turning into countless thin silk threads and filling towards the middle.

"Chen Daoyou!"

Seeing this, Qiu Dao Chang naturally recognized that this was Chen Zhi's incarnation of the evil ape, and couldn't help but be surprised, he had long forgotten the pain on his body, and shouted loudly.

Yue Linghao in the distance saw it, and naturally shouted luck, if Chen Zhi hadn't appeared in time to block the Seven Killings Bloody Demons, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would not be able to escape the Seven Killings Bloody Demons.

He knew something about the Heaven and Earth Spirit Creatures of the Seven Killings Blood Demon.

The Seven Killings Blood Demon and Chen Zhi's evil ape clone are actually quite similar. It is possible to form in the land of extreme yin, but the conditions for the formation of the Seven Killings Blood Demon are far more complicated than those of the evil ape, and it can almost be said that if the conditions are not artificially created, the Seven Killings Blood Demon will not be able to be generated naturally.

The reason for this is that the generation of the Seven Killings of Blood Evil not only needs to gather a large amount of Yin Qi in the extreme yin environment first, and it will not disperse for a long time, and then produce a huge Yin Qi soul, but also needs to kill forty-nine living people with extremely evil qi every year, and use the blood of their whole bodies to nourish the soul of Yin Qi, and among these forty-nine living people, seven of them also need to be monks, and then after seven hundred and forty-nine years, the soul of Yin Qi initially produced spiritual wisdom, forming the extreme yin spirit between heaven and earth - Seven Killing Blood Evil.

In this way, the heaven and earth spiritual objects produced by such secret methods are not only extremely heavy in their bodies, but once they are sacrificed, they must see blood before they can be recovered. Otherwise, it will definitely have an antipathy for the owner, which can be said to be a rare kind of evil in the world.

Chen Zhi's evil ape clone, although it was also a rare heaven and earth spirit creature, but Xiang would not be his opponent at all for the Seven Kills Blood Demon.

After Yue Linghao thought about it, he raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound of the fight came from.

Sure enough, in the face of the opponent who was caught by himself and made a big hole, he simply looked disdainful, and with a phantom wave of his two hands to his chest, it turned into a big net, blocking the attack of the evil ape, and then after a cruel laugh, his body shook like a breeze.

But just as he was about to continue watching, there was a sound of "Xi Xi Suosuo" in his ears, the voice was extremely thin, making Yue Linghao wonder if he had heard something wrong.

Before he could hear it clearly, the voice suddenly disappeared again, as if it had never appeared.

"Boy, do you still have time to look around?

An old voice came, and there was a hint of banter in his tone, Yue Linghao's heart sank, knowing that it was the yellow-haired old man who finally targeted him, and he couldn't help but cry out in his heart. Before the words fell, a large area of cyan flames rushed towards him, and before he could get close, a seeping icy aura diffused in all directions.

Feeling the huge spiritual pressure contained in that flame, Yue Linghao's face changed in shock.

Fortunately, he also had some experience in facing the enemy, and as soon as he raised his hand, he shot out an old yellow rune paper from his hand, and at the same time, a copper coin flew out of the sleeve of his hand.

As soon as the yellow talisman flew out, it turned into a large piece of ice picks, and then the ice picks closed in the middle, and after a crisp clicking sound, they actually combined a crystal clear ice blade, and after the ice blade flashed, there was a slight roar from the blade.

After holding this ice blade with one hand, Yue Linghao couldn't help but shiver, but he still gritted his teeth, his teeth were wrong, and he didn't hesitate to slash at the cyan flame in front of him!

Under this slash, Yue Linghao's body fluctuated, and a long white sword light appeared in front of Qing Yan. Unceremoniously threw himself towards the flames.

As soon as the sword light fell into the green flames, a violent aura fluctuation suddenly erupted, and the white light and green light flashed intertwined, and then after a violent flash of spiritual light, it disappeared silently at the same time.

From the flames rushing to Yue Linghao wielding his ice blade to meet him, all this seemed to be a long time, but in fact, it was only a blink of an eye.

As soon as Yue Linghao finished swinging the ice sword in his hand, he blocked the copper coin in front of him, and the figure he didn't want to think about shot backwards, widening the distance between him and the flames.

Together, Daoist Qiu's figure suddenly appeared in front of Yue Linghao, and shouted loudly: "Brother Yue, this person is by no means simple, let's fight the enemy together!"

Yue Linghao glanced down at the ice sword in his hand, which was one size smaller, and knew that he couldn't support a few more such attacks, so he immediately said: "This is natural, Yue Mou has this intention, the fan in this person's hand is quite powerful, Yue Mou can't block it a few times, is there any good way for the Dao Chief?"

Without waiting for Daoist Yue to answer, another ball of cyan light flashed in front of the two, and a large area of cyan flames swept in again.

In desperation, Yue Linghao had no choice but to wave the strange ice sword in his hand again and extinguish the green flame again.

As soon as the green flames were extinguished, the figure of the yellow-haired old man appeared not far away, his body flashed, and a playful smile appeared on his face, and then the cruel color flashed, and he waved the fan in his hand, and he was about to fan it away!

But in the next moment, not far from the side of the yellow-haired old man's head, the space fluctuated, and a flash of spiritual light flashed, and then disappeared.

Suddenly, the yellow-haired old man deserved to be a monk of the Dan period, and his spiritual sense was far stronger than that of a monk of the Qi Extraction Period, and he suddenly noticed that something was wrong. The light flashed in his eyes, but the reaction was extremely fast, and the fan in his hand backhanded it blocked the flashing side of the spiritual light.

"Ding Ding ......" Several continuous crisp impact sounds sounded, and a series of sparks flashed on the fan surface, and after that, the yellow-haired old man's fan turned over again, and the falling bone needle was connected to the fan surface in a chic and abnormal manner.

"The pearl of rice......! What is this?"

A palm-sized red disc, shaped like a lotus flower under the Buddha's seat, is impressively mixed in a pile of bone needles, which is particularly conspicuous.

"Boom!"

A crisp cold snort came from nowhere, the sound was not loud, but it fell on the ears of the yellow-haired old man, but it was like five thunderbolts, and a bad feeling suddenly surged into his heart like a tide.

A palpitating dazzling aura suddenly erupted on the fan, and then a loud bang like a mechanical impact came, and the aura burst out as if a sun had risen in the stone hall.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" The desktop-sized copper coin in front of Qiu Yue and the others suddenly sounded with a dense crashing sound. Countless golden needles the size of cow's hair shot past them and hit the stone wall behind them.

The air of the entire stone wall is like a dreamlike golden drizzle, but the difference is that this golden drizzle is centered on the yellow-haired old man, flying in all directions, dense, and unavoidable.

"Ahh

The two of them were farther away, and by the time the golden needle came in front of them, it had already thinned out a lot, and they had only suffered some injuries, but the problem was not big.

After hearing this voice, the two looked down in disbelief, only to see that half of the yellow-haired old man's body was intact, but the other half of his body was full of gold needles, and the face that half was full of gold needles was now gradually turning from yellow to black, and his face was full of bloodthirsty anger.

"How can there be such a vicious secret weapon! Who is sneakily hiding there to plot against the old man! Come out for me!"

The yellow-haired old man shouted angrily, and an astonishing spiritual pressure erupted from his whole body, and anyone who thought he was safe to win, but was so overshadowed, he couldn't help but be angry. In a fit of rage, regardless of the injuries on his body, he waved the fan, and after a clear sound, a huge green flame erupted from the fan, rushing towards a corner full of prismatic bodies not far away.

But before the green flames fell, a figure suddenly flashed out from behind the many prisms, and then a few afterimages flashed, and the person had already landed at the entrance of the cave.

Seeing this, the yellow-haired old man flashed with viciousness at the corner of his mouth, and he was about to command Qingyan to pounce and burn this person to ashes.

But the next moment, the figure flashed again, and it disappeared from the entrance of the cave.

Seeing this scene, the yellow-haired old man was shocked and angry!

All the exits of this cave, but he himself sealed it with some kind of formation, how could it be broken? And he didn't realize it, could it be that there was still a formation master hidden in this secret?

The yellow-haired old man thought so in his heart, but he roared angrily and hurried away.