After the blood-red short sword that looked like steel nails was formed, the black-cloaked monk immediately waved his hands around and shouted: "Blood leads to a long river, eternal immortal, leave the Heavenly Holy Sacrifice, go!"

Eighty-one small blood-red daggers flew out at once.

簌簌簌簌簌......

There was a humming sound like a sharp arrow from a string, which showed its speed.

The blood-red daggers were controlled with extreme precision by the black-cloaked monk, and they all shot towards the throat of the sacrificial monk they had identified.

Bang bang, bang bang......

They hit the poor monks directly, sinking into the throats of those poor monks, slicing open the throat veins in their necks, and the hot blood suddenly gushed out from those throat veins, and immediately stained the sacrificial monk red, and then also stained the black stone pillar tied to his back.

The monks who had been cut directly through their throats and blood vessels, unable to even make a scream, spat blood from their mouths, and watched their blood drain and die with angry eyes.

And the blood-red short sword that pierced the sacrificial monk also turned into blood, blending into the scorching blood that gushed out, as if a sharp blade had never slashed their necks.

At this time, Zheng Huiling had already regained his senses, and saw those monks being stabbed in the neck by the blood-red short sword one after another, and he was immediately shocked and anxious. But she couldn't move, she could only sit and wait for death, her heart was full of unwillingness and remorse. She was unwilling to let herself, a talented and talented woman, fall back to such a fate. God is so unfair. She regretted why she didn't work hard to cultivate and experience more. If you improve your cultivation as soon as possible and increase your strength sooner, you won't end up like this.

Hey, even if you are unwilling, but what's the use of now? It's too late.

Zheng Huiling was already in danger at this time, her life was hanging by a thread, and she was very critical.

Just as one of the blood-red short swords was about to stab Zheng Huiling's neck and throat, Zheng Huiling could only close his beautiful eyes and wait for the end of his life. But the blood-red dagger that was about to pierce his throat did not arrive, but seemed to disappear.

Zheng Huiling did not become a sacrifice like the other sacrificial monks, with blood gushing out. She felt strange in her heart, she had already seen the blood-red dagger flying towards her, why it didn't come as scheduled. Why haven't you died in pain like the other sacrificial monks? Could it be that the other party has let himself go for the time being?

She slowly opened a pair of beautiful eyes, only to see a huge demon-like dark red claw in front of her. The claws seemed to be grasping something inside, making a snapping sound.

It turned out that just when the blood-red short sword stabbed Zheng Huiling's throat, suddenly a dark red figure suddenly came out, as if it appeared out of thin air, and quickly stretched out the demon-like dark red red claw, directly grasping the steel nail short sword in the claw. let Zheng Huiling escape a catastrophe.

And this dark red figure is like a demonized Lin Xiaohong.

When the Qingshuang Fairy Zheng Huiling saw Lin Xiaohong's face, she couldn't believe that what she was in front of her was that she knew Lin Xiaohong, who was bullied at the beginning. Although Lin Xiaohong later accumulated a lot of money and became a blockbuster, standing out from the outer disciples, in Zheng Huiling's eyes, Lin Xiaohong was not an object of catch-up comparison. She almost didn't look at Lin Xiaohong, and Lin Xiaohong usually couldn't get into Zheng Huiling's sight at all.

But at such a critical juncture, Lin Xiaohong would appear in this way, so it was deeply imprinted in Zheng Huiling's heart. Let her be both surprised and surprised, surprised by the surprise that she did not die, and surprised by Lin Xiaohong's strange form.

"Why did he appear here? Why did he look like this? Could it be that he had already fallen into the devil? Why did he come to save himself?" Countless questions appeared in Zheng Huiling's mind, making her puzzled.

"Lin Xiaohong, is that you?" asked Zheng Huiling.

Lin Xiaohong's eyes were still red and glowing, and Leng Jun's cheeks became slightly softer and slowly whispered, "Senior Sister Zheng, I'm here to save you." ”

turned out to be really Lin Xiaohong, Zheng Huiling's heart was full of emotion, and she immediately felt the same way about Lin Xiaohong.

Lin Xiaohong would come desperately to save herself. Lin Xiaohong slightly opened a small gap in Zheng Huiling's heart and entered Zheng Huiling's heart. The eternal glacier of the Green Frost Fairy finally shows signs of melting.

This is when a person is most helpless and isolated, if there is a strong and powerful hand to pull and really help, he will immediately get the same sincere emotion. This emotion doesn't necessarily become love right away, but it must be a good start, a good foundation.

The blood-red short sword that Lin Xiaohong held in his claws was crushed by him with an extremely terrifying force, making a crackling sound. The short sword immediately turned into blood, and was directly refined and absorbed into those mucus by Lin Xiaohong, and it had no effect on Lin Xiaohong.

The blood-red dagger was condensed by the black-cloaked monk with his own essence blood through secret techniques, and was used to open the circle with blood sacrifices. At this time, it turned out to be a Cheng Biting Jin, not only saving the sacrifice from his own hands, interrupting his holy sacrifice secret technique, but also refining and absorbing his own essence and blood.

This was completely unexpected by the black-cloaked monk, so while he was shocked, he was even more furious, roaring and exclaiming: "Who is it? How dare you ruin Lao Tzu's good deeds! Hmph! You don't want to die!"

"Boy, take your life!" The black cloak turned into a black shadow and swept towards Lin Xiaohong. Powerful mana rose in vain, stirring up the air around him. Before the man arrived, his sharp claws were already flapping and whistling out.

Facing the other party's ghost-like claws, Lin Xiaohong was unmoved, didn't care, and stretched out the palm of an abstract spirit beast like a beast's claw and slapped forward.

With a bang, the black cloak monk's claws were immediately shattered.

One claw shattered, and the other struck. Lin Xiaohong's wings trembled, and he greeted him without avoidance, and he also struck out with one palm, and immediately there was another bang, and he was immediately smashed.

At this time, the two of them bullied forward at the same time, and they were about to collide together. Lin Xiaohong clenched his fists with both claws and slammed out. There is a power to destroy the world hidden in the fists. This power did not belong to Lin Xiaohong at all, and it was impossible for him to have the cultivation at this time.

And when the black-cloaked monk saw that Lin Xiaohong was so fierce and unwilling, he flipped his claws, quickly closed them, and roared, "All demons swallow the sky!"

The two demons instantly conjured out of his claws and swallowed towards Lin Xiaohong's fists, wanting to directly tear Lin Xiaohong's fists apart.

Lin Xiaohong was not frightened by the two demons that suddenly appeared, and still rushed forward in a daze. collided directly with the two demons, and the dark red fists immediately grew dark red spikes.

After two loud bangs, the two demons were directly pierced. Immediately, a huge force was generated, and Lin Xiaohong and the black-cloaked monk flew backwards together.

The demon wings on Lin Xiaohong's back shook rapidly, and he quickly stabilized his figure, and the spikes on his fists turned into smithereens, and then turned into slime and merged into his claws.

As the mystical monk flew backwards, the mighty storm tore the black cloak that enveloped him to shreds, revealing his mysterious face.

"It's you!" Zheng Huiling immediately recognized the mysterious monk.

He is the same door of Xianqiao Gate, and he was originally known as Hong Zhanyuan, who was the elder brother of the outer gate. Lin Xiaohong's men were defeated.

At this time, Hong Zhanyuan actually had the strength to be comparable to Lin Xiaohong, who had received the inheritance infusion. It seems that Hong Zhanyuan also got an adventure in this blood-colored demon cave.

"It turned out that you were the ghost, no wonder we will fall into their trap! You single-handedly led us into the trap! You even disregarded the feelings of your fellow disciples and assassinated your fellow disciples like this!" Zheng Huiling shouted angrily.

"Hehe! What are you from the same family and different doors? Senior Sister Zheng, you are too naïve! This world is originally respected by the strong, and the weak eat the strong! You can make a modest contribution to my creation of the immortal industry for all generations, and witness my achievement of the immortal path. You should feel honored!" Hong Zhanyuan sneered playfully.