Oh, woo!
With the order of the ghostly Taoist priest, there was a terrifying roar in the sky, which made the lake full of waves. The sky, which was still a little light, suddenly became completely dark.
Yue Haitang and others looked up and took a deep breath of air conditioning.
On the back of the two Yuangu blood devil doves, there are large black shadows, a pair of blood red eyes, shining like lanterns in the dark, which are full of the evil smell of bloodthirsty and killing.
BAM BAM BAM
Hundreds of blood froze and fell from the sky around several people, making the whole earth tremble slightly.
By the light of the sky, people can see the true face of these shadows.
Is a head of the body is shriveled, eyes such as blood stiffness, the number of not less than 100!
Judging from the breath, most of these blood fossils are from the spirit whirling environment, including the blood fossils of the martial artists of the real yuan environment. Looking at the middle of the Begonia, blood lotus, Chi Wei, Qiu Yue, etc., there are only ferocious, weird, and killing left in the bloody eyes!
"Ah!"
Suddenly, she saw such a terrible scene. Chi Wei's face was white, and she was so scared that she fell back. She kicked a stone and fell on the ground. Her clothes were covered with mud and dust.
Hearing the scream, Luo Feng glanced down and frowned slightly.
The ghost Taoist noticed Luo Feng's face and said with a ferocious smile: "Luo Feng, don't waste your mind. You can't save them today! "
"Who said I would save them?"
Luo Feng takes back his sight and sneers on his face.
The blood in the eyes of the ghostly Taoist jumped suddenly. He wanted to play with Luo Feng slowly to let the other party experience the feeling of despair. Luo Feng's calm eyes made him feel that the fist was like hitting cotton. It was powerful and there was no place to make it. His anger burned up.
"Good! I'd like to see how calm you are! "
Roar, blood flash in the eyes of the ghost Taoist.
Immediately.
Whoops!
Below, the roar of terror rose to the sky, and the whole forest was filled with demons, which made the sky and the earth lose color. Two yuan bone blood devil doves and hundreds of blood froze, all rushed to the moon and Begonia and other people.
Luo Feng stands proudly in the air, his clothes are flying in the night wind, his eyes are calm, and he has no intention of rescue. With a wave of his hand, he says:
"bloody lotus, let me see your strength."
"Yes."
In the middle of the forest, the blood lotus respectfully replied.
Whoosh!
A flash of the figure, blood lotus appeared in the air, a hair automatically flew up, the beautiful eyes burst into a strong blood light, bright as a torch, shining, looking around blood stiff, the right palm burst out a thick blood like breath, a click in the air.
Boom!
With the blood lotus's palm pressed, the surrounding space vibrated slightly, and the blood gas changed into ten huge blood Python in a flash. With a long hiss on his head, he killed them and got into the nearest ten blood stiff bodies.
Ten blood froze suddenly stopped, the body slightly trembled, seven orifices and pores burst with red blood light, as if something was to be conceived.
Ow!
All of a sudden, they have a blood red bone spur on their body, a single horn on their forehead, and a pair of two or three meter long bone wings on their back. Their image is similar to the Shura in the demons of the earth, but their breath is more evil and powerful.
Poop!
A bloody stiff body passed by. The nearby Shura bloody stiff body was split into two parts by a bloody hurricane.
This scene, let the Begonia several people a surprise, looking at the blood lotus standing in the void, some shock.
Qiu Yue, in particular, almost stared out of his eyes.
He knew that the blood lotus was very strong. He never thought it would be so strong. In an instant, he took ten blood fossils from the hands of the ghost Taoist and made them more powerful. The strength of each Shura blood fossils should be above the real yuan realm!
How powerful this is!
What surprised Qiu Yue most was that Xuelian, who had such a powerful power, would be willing to be Luo Feng's servant.
"Kill!"
The blood lotus beautiful Mou looks to ten Xiu Luo blood stiff, the tongue tip licked the red lips, the hand one finger.
Whoops!
Ten Shura blood froze and roared, waved his wings, twisted the air flow, and rushed out. Four of them fought against two yuan bone blood devil doves in the sky, and the other six were like lightning, and killed into the blood froze group. Where they passed, one blood froze body was split, blood and flesh flew.
The corner of the mouth raised a sneer, the blood lotus slightly looked up, a pair of beautiful eyes looked at the ghost Taoist, the blood light in the pupil slightly beat.
Luo Feng's order, she will not violate naturally, but there is another reason for her hand at the moment.
The ghostly Taoist gets the adventure of blood rigidity, produces wisdom, practices step by step, and reaches today's state, but the origin is still a blood rigidity, which is lower than her in the blood demon family.
Now the ghost Taoist challenges Luo Feng, which is to challenge her. As a blood demon, he is challenged by the blood of the lower blood demon, which is a great shame in itself.
"This is the art of blood refining! Blood! "
The ghostly Taoist saw the real body of Xuelian at a glance. His eyes beat. He looked up at Luofeng and said in surprise, "how can xuesha be with you?"
Luo Feng said coldly, "it has nothing to do with you."
The dead Taoist priest's chest was full of rage and a cold hum. The majestic breath rushed out of his body, "I'll kill you first, and then solve them!"
With that, the ghost Taoist smiled grimly and rushed to Luofeng without any scruples. He suppressed it in the air with a strong evil spirit in his hand.
Luo Feng is not moved. He urges the general situation with all his strength and draws a knife to cut it out.
Wheeze!
The thick Sabre Qi is like the falling of a mountain. As soon as it appears, it will split the air and cut the black palm Gang fiercely with the power of hegemony.
"What!"
As soon as Zhang Gang and Dao Qi contact, the ghost Taoist notices something wrong and loses color.
He thought that with his own strength, he would kill Luofeng, but he just threw himself into action. However, Dao Qi gave him a feeling of unstoppable ferocity, which made him feel a little cold in the bottom of his heart.
This is not the strength of the martial artists in the early stage of the real Yuan Dynasty, but the martial artists in the middle stage of the real Yuan Dynasty, not the simple martial artists in the middle stage of the real Yuan Dynasty!
Bang!
In a hurry, the Taoist priest of the ghoul stamped down and the figure shot back.
Boom!
Zhanggang collapses, and the residual Sabre Qi rushes through the void, falling on the lake below, cutting the whole lake open and exploding a wave of tens of meters high.
The ghostly Taoist retreated hundreds of meters before he stopped. There was a half foot long cut mark on the waist of the black robe, revealing the golden skeleton inside.
"The mid-term of the five aspects of zhenyuanjing! Two months ago, he was clearly in the nine realms of spiritual rotation. Only two months ago, he broke through such realms! It's impossible, it's absolutely impossible! "
Looking up at Luofeng, the ghost Taoist's eyes are full of disbelief and deep shock.