The blood-red aura is like a scythe of death, sharp and swift beyond lightning.

Rushing in mid-air, it was difficult for the divine sense to catch it.

At the beginning of the Ghost Valley, Zhang Yan had already seen the strangeness of this blood-red aura.

Now that he is really facing it, he faintly senses an endless and fierce attack from it.

At the same time, a life-loving death intent and a cold killing intent that went straight to the bone marrow appeared together.

Zhang Yan knew that this blood-red aura should be one of the most terrifying killer features of Song Xueshan.

However, Zhang Yan didn't recognize what it was.

It is said that it is an attack treasure, but it is impossible to see the truth, even if it is an amazing magic weapon, it is impossible to have such an amazing speed.

This blood-red aura penetrated Zhang Yan's chest, and he was directly seriously injured, and all kinds of thoughts rushed through him at the moment when his face was gloomy.

Seriously injured, in the face of the attacks of several people, Zhang Yan knew that he was already facing a situation of life and death at this moment.

The blood-red aura that swept back in mid-air had already swirled again, and the fierce attack was even stronger than before, as if every time the blood-red aura swirled, the attack would multiply a little.

Zhang Yan now has no way to hide, and outside the main hall, Song Xueshan has arranged a blood spirit array.

Although I don't know how many levels of formation Lu Dao is, but under Zhang Yan's induction, it is Zhi Lu Dao, and if he wants to break through the big formation in a short time, it is delusional, and if he escapes from the main hall, he will only die earlier.

Even if Zhang Yan realized that his body technique was amazing, he didn't dare to be faster than this spiritual light.

Boom!

It's just that before the blood-red aura **** came back, Yun Mo's big fist had already fallen on Zhang Yan's chest, and the chest that had already been opened by the blood-red aura was an astonishing bloody mouth, and under this punch, the sternum suddenly collapsed, and the flesh and blood flew up, which looked shocking.

And Zhang Yan's whole person, under this punch, even the person with the umbrella, was knocked out of the air by the volley, spurting out a large mouthful of blood in mid-air, and the blood stained the void.

If it weren't for the fact that the Calvary Fire Wing resisted Yun Mo's big sword, the other party took this opportunity to make a hasty move, and Zhang Yan might have been cut in half with a single sword.

The body was uncontrollable and smashed on the stone shelf on the side of the main hall, and several jade bottles filled with spiritual sources fell directly down and fell apart.

The spiritual source overflowed from it, and the rich spiritual energy instantly diffused, and the white mist swirled in the main hall in the blink of an eye.

These spiritual sources are all excavated from the depths of the spiritual veins, and the spiritual energy contained in them is amazing, comparable to those superb spirit stones.

These bottles of spiritual source condensed at the same time, and the spiritual energy that escaped was naturally terrifying.

But at this moment, where did Zhang Yan still have the heart to pay attention to these spiritual sources, he felt that his body was about to fall apart, the flesh and blood all over his body were corrupted, and the pain in his chest made his face pale and the blood flowed endlessly.

What's more, Zhang Yan also felt that there was a chilling killing intent in his chest, which turned into substance, slowly squirming in the flesh, and then there was a gray aura from it, which went straight into the sea of consciousness, making his consciousness tingle, and his consciousness was a little blurry.

This blood-red aura is weird!

Sensing his body, Zhang Yan's face was as white as paper, and he knew that even if he stood up to meet the enemy with severe pain at this moment, his combat power had been greatly reduced.

Moreover, the blood-red aura had already slashed down again, and it was in front of him in the blink of an eye.

This thing, it's so amazing and weird.

Zhang Yan instinctively put the ancient umbrella horizontally in his hand, which could be blocked on the blood-red spiritual light.

Bang!

The blood-red aura was resisted by the ancient umbrella, and he couldn't help but stagnate, staying in the air in front of Zhang Yan.

And Zhang Yan finally saw this terrifying thing in terms of attack and speed.

What appeared in front of him was a fire spirit similar to the one that Zhang Yan had obtained in the Thousand Spirits Sect Beast Tide.

It's just that this elf-like thing in front of him, the blood light all over his body is permeated, the breath is amazing, only the two eyes that can be seen really exposed outside, bloodthirsty and intense, killing intent like a tide, and the cold gaze is like a human soul, and the divine consciousness is stinging for it.

"Bloody Spirit!Zhang Daoyou, be careful, this is one of the unique killer features of the Bloody Demon Alliance, and like the Bloody Demon Bone, the combat power is extremely amazing......"

Just when Zhang Yan stared at the thing in front of him and was slightly stunned, and the latter was also extremely spiritual because he failed to break through the resistance of the ancient umbrella, from the skeleton of the divine beast, there was a soft reminder from the Heavenly Wolf.

"Bloody Spirit!"

Zhang Yan's face was solemn, the power of the bloody bones, he had already seen it, this thing in front of him should be another killer weapon of the bloody demon alliance monks, and it was even more powerful and difficult than the bloody bones.

Burst!

At the moment when the two were stunned, Zhang Yan was the first to react, enduring the severe pain, the mana all over his body, instantly rumbled, rushing over the lightning, pinching the trick in his hand, the little soul breaker hand had already broken through the air, and shot down directly at the bloody spirit.

Creak......

The bloody spirit, when he saw a dark gray claw coming towards him, suddenly showed fear, and for the first time showed a squeaky scream, and with a bang, the lightning swept away, and it was shockingly fast.

The little soul-breaking hand that Zhang Yan used was directly in vain.

The speed of the little soul breaker's attack, Zhang Yan is naturally very clear, it can be said that he directly ignores most of the spells and treasure defenses, but with such a close attack, the blood demon spirit can still dodge, the speed is really shocking.

However, Yunmo's attack followed, and the big sword in his hand fell down.

The huge cover, which had been missed, spun rapidly again, swirling in mid-air.

"Look for death!"

Seeing that Yun Mo took the opportunity to enter at this moment, the momentum of the plane was almost a sword killing, Zhang Yan was furious.

Poof......

Zhang Yan endured the sharp pain in his chest, pinched the trick in his hand, and the three Netherworld Cold Blades reappeared, heading directly towards Yunmo ****.

At the same time, with a soft groan from the fire wings of Calkull, it disappeared out of thin air, and then appeared in front of the great sword that Yun Mo had slashed down in the blink of an eye.

Buzzing......

Even if Zhang Yan was seriously injured, the Dao Infant in his body was still bright all over, and the runes flashed.

And the runes in Zhang Yan's palm reappeared, and at the same time, a void element with dead silence and devouring power rushed out of his palm, and all of them fell on the fire wings of Calkull.

Zheng!

With a loud groan, the light blue aura of the flying sword's body flowed rapidly, and the light was vigorous, and at the same time, a faint gray aura turned into a sharp light in the outer layer of the flying sword, and it was uncertain.

Click!

The Kaltar Fire Wing and Yun Mo's big sword collided, making a crisp sound, and then I saw that the huge spiritual light giant sword with two feet was directly cut in half by the Kalgara Fire Wing.

The flying sword castrated non-stop, and after breaking the giant sword, it slashed directly at Yun Mo.

"What!"

Yun Mo's face was shocked, and his body was stunned, and then a magic trick in his hand was pinched, and the huge cover that swept into the air swirled and swept back, blocking Zhang Yan's flying sword.

While!

A loud sound like a morning bell sounded in the main hall, and the entire huge cover shook and buzzed incessantly.

Click......

And in the next moment, on the huge cover, one after another amazing cracks appeared, like a silk net, spreading.

Sou!

Then, Zhang Yan's strange body once again made the faces of Ying Zhuoran and Song Xueshan, who were already embarrassed, change greatly, and when they saw Zhang Yan suddenly disappear in place, they flew back in shock.

And that shadow Zhuoran was still entangled by a group of spirit slaves, and he roared in anger.

He knew how to not be angry if the young man suddenly appeared beside him and attacked, he would be injured at least and fall at worst.

This time, it can be said that Ying Zhuoran's fighting method is the most aggrieved, and it is also the case of three people besieging one person, and he was so embarrassed.

On the other side, Yun Mo watched his big sword being cut off, and at the same time, the Yun Xuan Cover that was sacrificed was also unable to resist the opponent's flying sword, and he was already terrified.

Now that he saw Zhang Yan disappear in place, his face was pale, and he was about to fly away.

It's just that in the next moment, the three Netherworld Cold Blades are already shrouded.

Yun Mo also knew the horror of these three cold blades, and he didn't dare to be careless, and once again sacrificed a jade pendant the size of a palm.

Under the flickering aura of the jade pendant's whole body, three layers of light curtains swirling around the condensed aura appeared in front of Yun Mo, resisting the three cold blades.

Bang!

With a slight sway, the three layers of light curtains were able to resist the three cold blades.

The three cold blades are one of them.

"Zhang gave you a punch back!"

Just at this moment, an indifferent voice sounded from Yun Mo's ears, followed by a piercing sound of breaking the air.

Yun Mo's face was full of horror, and he was about to withdraw, but it was too late.

Boom!

The fists and flesh intersected, and the dull sound of flesh and bones tearing came from the crackling, making the scalp tingle.

At the same time, Zhang Yan's fist that fell on Yun Mo's body, a dead silence and devouring force, like an astonishing tentacle, spread rapidly and penetrated into the latter's body......