Chapter 813

"This is the blood of the sorcerer... The origin of the resurrection of the sorcerer..."

Feeling the extraordinary dark red blood essence in the distant sky, Li Aotian's brow is wrinkled.

Li Aotian knows a lot about Wumen in the whole sea blue star cultivation world.

Li Aotian knows what it means to resurrect the sorcerer. It will be a catastrophe, not just for the sea blue star, but enough to affect the whole five circles.

On that day, Li Aotian was once brought into a kind of illusion by Qi Sha, who was the first time to fight with Qi Sha in Taiyin city.

In the mirage of the seven kill Jedi, Li Aotian witnessed with his own eyes the earth shaking battle of the three sects of Buddhism, Taoism and Demons against the witch sect. Among them, there was a picture of the wizard fighting alone against the three top emperors of Buddhism, Taoism and demons.

Through the reappearance of the pictures of that year's war, Li Aotian can be sure that the cultivation of the God of witchcraft in the peak period has reached the realm of Banxian, which can be said to be invincible in the world.

Although Li Aotian was conceited and was known as the first strong man in the eastern wilderness in his previous life, his cultivation in his peak period was only in the later period of emperor Zun, and there was still a slight gap from the semi immortal realm.

At present, once the sorcerer revives again, Li Aotian can't imagine what the whole sea blue star and even the whole East wild star region will look like. The only thing he can be sure of is that, as the life and death enemy of the sorcerer, his end will not be much better.

Just when Li Aotian was worried and didn't know how to deal with the immediate crisis, the blood of the sorcerer in the distant sky suddenly changed.

The dark red blood drop, which was only the size of an adult's fist, turned into a bloody face under the influence of five blood rays from five blood columns.

This bloody face looks like a middle-aged man in his forties. He has good facial features and is neither particularly good-looking nor particularly ugly. He belongs to the more common type.

As soon as he saw the face of the bloody face, Li Aotian immediately recalled a man in his mind. It was the sorcerer he saw in the mirage of the seven killing Jedi.

"Roar!"

As soon as he turned into a human face, the God of witchcraft gave a roar. His roar was like a thunder in the clear sky, shaking the whole Tianlong city for several times.

If the roar of the God of witchcraft is terrible enough, then the next scene makes Li Aotian and Lin Chen and others take a breath.

After the roar, the sorcerer suddenly opened his real mouth, and then took a big breath at Tianlong city on the ground below.

With a powerful force of terror beyond the reach of human beings, a large number of buildings in Tianlong city on the ground below suddenly turn to ashes.

If only a large number of buildings were reduced to ashes, Li Aotian, Lin Wei and others would not be too surprised.

But what they didn't expect was that while a large number of buildings were reduced to ashes, tens of thousands of practitioners had no blood in their bodies.

A large amount of blood essence was extracted from the body, and then it was drawn by the invisible suction into the mouth of the high-altitude sorcerer.

The practitioners whose blood essence was drained did not turn to ashes immediately. When their blood essence was drained, their bodies directly turned into corpses and fell to the ground.

If you are careful, you will find that the corpses, which have been drained of blood essence, have a mass of spiritual power of different colors in their bodies after landing. They are directly sucked into the ground by an invisible suction from the ground. This process is so fast that no one can find them even in the blink of an eye.

After opening his mouth to get a large amount of blood essence, the blood face of the God of witchcraft obviously became excited.

The huge body of nearly a thousand feet moves slowly from the high altitude, and the God of witchcraft constantly exits to the practitioners in the Tianlong city on the ground, sucking in the blood essence of many practitioners.

The process of the sorcerer sucking blood is like an eagle searching for food, constantly catching and swallowing prey from the ground. The difference is that the prey that the sorcerer preys on is tens of thousands of practitioners.

"I'm not worthy to be a human being. In order to revive just a god of witchcraft, I have to pay for the lives of millions of living beings. It's hard for you to live up to such a tradition!"

Seeing a group of practitioners in Tianlong city die after being sucked by the sorcerer, Yin Feihua can't help swearing at the square of Longfu.

From the origin of the devil, Yin Feihua is a real devil.

In his daily life, Moxiu always acts as he likes and has no scruples, just like neglecting other people's lives, which is even more common.

But even if it's Moxiu, Yin Feihua thinks he can't do it like Wumen. In order to achieve his goal, tens of millions of practitioners are killed.

Seeing that Yin Feihua scolds his own sorcery, the black Qi not far away suddenly coagulates. His body moves and turns into a black shadow from the original place. He appears in front of Yin Feihua at a speed several times faster than the blink.

"Ah... Void, Space folding!"

Looking at heiqi who appears in front of him like a ghost, Yin Feihua is stunned at first, and then urges Zhenyuan and Yijing to completely twist and fold the space in front of him, trying to deal with heiqi with the help of space.

Although Yin Feihua's magical power of folding space is mysterious, even if he is a double cultivator of Tao Jun, he may be killed if he can't take preventive measures, but this has no effect on the semi holy realm.

In his hand, the God killing gun cuts across the air. Under the influence of Yin Feihua's magical power, the twisted space is folded and smashed completely by a black shot.

With the fragmentation of the space in front of him, Yin Feihua couldn't help gushing out a mouthful of blood essence, and his body flew backward uncontrollably.

"Flying flower!"

Seeing that his beloved disciple was injured, the nearby Yinzhong, whose face turned pale due to serious injury, was angry. He quickly sacrificed his magic weapon, the ancient black mirror, and illuminated a thick black mirror light towards heiqi.

"I can't shake the tree, I can't help myself!"

Without waiting for the mirror light from the underworld to hit him, heiqi's backhand stabbed the killing gun horizontally. With the power of one shot, he abruptly scattered the black mirror light.

After dissolving the mirror light attack of the Yin crowd, heiqi took out a black spear in his God killing gun.

The black spear is as tricky as a poisonous snake. With a strong sense of destruction, it runs through heiqi's chest at a very fast speed. Heiqi flies dozens of feet away from the original ground, and finally falls to the ground with no idea of life or death.

"Master!"

"Old devil!"

Yin Feihua and Lin Fei screamed at the same time as the mob was hit by heiqi. Lin Fei rushed to the mob for the first time.

He didn't take charge of the shady people whose life and death were uncertain. With a pair of eyes full of evil, he looked directly at Yin Feihua not far in front of him.

At the moment, Yin Feihua has been seriously injured. She is worried about the injury of Yinzhong. She looks at herself with black eyes. Her face is as pale as snow, and she subconsciously goes back to the rea