Chong Lou stared at the blood sword, his body shook suddenly, his forehead became more and more hot, as the blood pupil turned into a sword with blood, the blood in his body seemed to become hot and hot, tumbling in his body, boiling uncontrollably, his brain suddenly sank, and when he raised his eyes, all the beings in the world seemed to have been stained with blood.

Lin Yan was standing on his side, and found that his body was trembling violently, beads of sweat dripping down his cheeks, and after a while, all his shabby clothes were sticky, he couldn't help but be stunned, patted Chonglou's shoulder, and said strangely: "Chonglou, what's wrong with you?" Chonglou was stunned, and suddenly let out a terrible roar, and a fierce light swept out of the purple pupils, and several drops of blood splashed out between his fingers, shooting towards the blood pupils.

Seeing his move, the blood pupil's eyes changed dramatically in an instant, and he lost his voice: "How can you ......" Before he finished speaking, the blood still flew to his chest, and the strong evil qi hit his cheeks in an instant, his handsome cheeks twisted, and with a roar, eight blood flying swords rotated from his palm for three weeks, and suddenly flew towards the blood droplets, and the flying light of the eight blood flashes drew eight intense red traces in the air, and countless sharp red lights covered the light in the air.

Chonglou roared, and the few drops of blood suddenly exploded in midair, turning into countless blood-colored viscous nets, connected end to end, wrapping the blood sword, and then projecting towards the blood pupil.

A hint of horror flashed between the eyes of the blood pupil, and his figure suddenly pulled up and swept backwards quickly, but how quickly he crossed the big net, and was instantly enveloped by the blood net.

This blood net seemed to have an extremely powerful attraction, the blood pupils were tightly wrapped, and he struggled desperately, but the tighter he struggled, the jade skin on his cheeks was broken out of countless blood scars, and countless horrors flashed out of his eyes, and he screamed: "Blood spattere......? You...... How are you ...... Will it?!" He used both hands and feet, covered in heavy blood, I don't know if it was the blood net of Chonglou itself, or the blood that was pulled out of the blood pupils, his cry was terrible and terrible, and everyone present was terrified.

Chonglou's purple pupils gradually turned red, his arms fluttered, his face distorted like a ghost, and hissed: "Kill, kill, I kill, I kill!" His right hand was raised high, and under the golden sunlight, the little blood drops turned into a colorful brilliance, beautiful as glass.

Cheng Bo raised his eyebrows, looked at all this with a deep groan, and anxiety unconsciously surged into his heart.

The blood pupil turned blood into a sword, called "Afterimage Blood Sword", it is the mastery of the blood gate, with my own essence of blood cast into a blood sword, the higher the skill, the stronger the strength of the blood sword, this sword gathers the supreme resentment of the deceased, the power is infinite, the legend is that if you use the evil spirit of the "Sinking Bone Sword" cast by Mu Dingyun of the "Qinglong Hall" back then, its power is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth; Blood spattering, this technique turns blood into all things in heaven and earth, urging the heavens and the earth to be destroyed, once it touches blood, the power turns into ten, ten into hundreds.

Chonglou roared, blood slowly trickled down from his fingers, and his arm flung in mid-air, like a beast that saw its prey, flying towards the blood pupil, the blood pupil's eyes widened, and he roared loudly, but he was wrapped in the blood net and couldn't move.

Suddenly, the air dimmed, and a flash of fire appeared in front of the blood pupil.

Its appearance was so sudden, as if it appeared suddenly in a panic, it seemed to be the masterpiece of the bright moon, cold and bright, and its appearance seemed so ordinary, for the people of this mortal world. It may have been there for a long time, but the lowly people didn't notice it.

Chonglou is already in the devil at the moment, although the appearance of this fire is weird, if he is sensible, he may still be able to find it, but at the moment there is no reason, how to pay attention to it, a roar, like a thunder beast descending into the world, surging up.

The flame rose suddenly, dancing enchantingly, engulfing the blood suddenly, the fire churning and dancing, stepping on an elegant rhythm in mid-air, dancing with a charming posture, as if mocking Chonglou, and seemed to be looking at Chonglou with a sneer, as if looking at Chonglou with contempt, sneering contemptuously, looking at Chonglou like a mad god.

Chonglou felt this boundless mockery, the begonia forest trembled in an instant, the gods and Buddhas in the sky were touched by this terrible scream, all accompanied by it and let out a tragic roar, looking at Chonglou in pain, there seemed to be only this kind of sound in the world, the whistling echoed in the heaven and earth, everyone's brains were sensational, almost fainted, Chonglou's whole body clothes turned into dust in an instant, revealing his upper body full of scars.

He pinched between his fingers, the cruel smile became more and more intense, the blood flowed in the air, turning into a fire dragon, and the howling between heaven and earth became more violent for a while, and the gods and Buddhas in the sky were looking at this blood-condensed flying dragon with fear, and they were all afraid, sad, and painful.

The flames churned endlessly, and suddenly exploded three feet high, turning into a fire dragon and pounced on it, intertwined with the blood dragon, Chonglou's handsome face was even more distorted, and the blood-stained Dao Dao marks were trembling violently.

The fire dragon roared loudly, and even covered the terrible roar in the sky.

Chonglou roared angrily, "What person?" His whole body was red, as if he was all burned by the sun, burning the blood all over his body. The blood dragon's body exploded with countless sharp spears in an instant, and with a loud shout, he threw himself into the air towards the fire dragon.

The fire dragon roared again and again, and the two giant dragons struck together in this manor, countless red lights splashed in all directions, I don't know whether it was blood or flames, the huge impact force continued to impact the surrounding city walls, and in an instant, the huge and rich "Xingfeng Village" turned into ashes, and the fire filled the sky, revealing a human figure.

The figure was gorgeous, nine golden ancient dragons lurked meekly at the end of his clothes, the dragon robe was like the sun, brilliant as light, the bottom of the robe hung straight to the ground, the firelight gradually dissipated, and a gorgeous light slowly slipped out between his fingers. This person's face is very handsome, even worse than Nie Chen back then, his white cheeks reveal strong compassion, and his eyes are like a soft clear pool, looking at Chonglou palely.

He stretched out his feet and walked slowly under the flames of the sky, as if in the funeral of hell, and he was a visitor from hell who asked for the souls of the people, and the flames swirled around his toes, helplessly collecting the souls of the people on the one hand, and weeping bitterly on the other.

He walked in front of Chonglou, looked at him, his soft gaze went straight into Chonglou's heart, sighed, and said lightly: "You are enchanted!" Chonglou looked at him in horror, his body trembled violently, he wanted to move, wanted to kill, wanted to hold the sweet blood on countless corpses and drank bitterly, but this person seemed to have the supreme secret power of the ancient gods and demons, which fixed him in this place.

Lin Yan frowned, he saw that Chonglou was also enchanted, but he was confident that he had no ability to calm Chonglou down, but the appearance of this young man seemed to bring the gentleness of spring and the kindness of spring. He couldn't help but ask, "Are you ......?"

The young man's eyes floated leisurely, and he smiled gently: "My surname is Yu, you can call me Yujiang." ”

Chonglou's face was blood-red, the jade dragon sword was circulating in his sleeves, Yu Jiang Huoran unfolded his huge sleeves, and the two golden ancient dragons floated up silently, suppressing the blood light in the sky majestically, and sighed: "Sleep, you can sleep peacefully, when you wake up, everything will be over." ”

Chonglou's eyes only had the solemn golden light ancient dragon, the blood of fire was isolated by the golden light, and his heart couldn't help but be confused, and he slowly fell to the ground, Yu Jiangguang waved his sleeves, and Chonglou was already lying in Lin Yan's arms. When had Lin Yan seen such martial arts, Rao was a man who had been through the wind and rain for a long time, and he couldn't help but take a step back in shock.

Yu Jiang looked at him leisurely, his eyes were soft, but as if with countless mockery, Lin Yan only felt that his whole body was exposed to this person's gaze.

Cheng Bo's eyes were cold, and he asked, "Drunken Immortal Technique, are you from Drunken Immortal Island?"

Yu Jiang smiled and said, "You don't have to know, you don't have to know!" The dragon robe danced and strode towards the outside of the forest.

Cheng Bo's pupils contracted suddenly, and he shouted angrily: "Don't go, take me first!" Yu Jiang's steps stopped suddenly, his eyes drifted into the clouds, and he said leisurely: "Make a move!" "Facing the enemy with his back is a taboo in the martial arts, this young man is so leisurely, he can't help but be angry, his palms are folded on his chest, and he says angrily: "Elemental Nine Circumferential Flow-Thunder God's Hatred!"

In mid-air, the dragon roared, countless clouds gradually condensed in the air, bursts of thunder kept shuttling back and forth in the clouds, Cheng Bo shouted angrily: "Look how you take my trick!" The palms suddenly pushed out, the clouds opened suddenly, and were fiercely split by a huge thunderbolt, and roared towards Yu Jiang on the ground.

Yu Jiang's eyes gradually condensed, and the silver white light suddenly spit out from his sleeve, under this huge thunder light, it seemed like a goshawk struggling under the phoenix, but the moment this white light touched the thunder light, this white light exploded in an instant, turning into a snow-white devouring dragon, swallowing the huge thunder light cleanly.

Cheng Bo was stunned, staggered, and the powerful detachment force made him almost unsteady on his feet, his eyes showed strong surprise, and he hissed: "Yanyu, you are Musha Jihuang's Yanyu Sword, who are you?" Yu Jiang's body shook slightly, and he said astringently: "Who are you?!"

Cheng Bo smiled and said indifferently: "My name is Cheng Bo!" Yu Jiang's eyes were shocked, and his whole body condensed a strong killing intent, Cheng Bo smiled even more happily, but on his body, countless killing intent was also gathered, and the killing intent of the two was staggered, hovering here.

After a while, Yu Jiang withdrew countless killing intents, and said indifferently: "Protect him well...... " He strode and floated away towards the begonia forest.