Almost formed an embryonic form.
The cold from the devil world is daunting!
"His...looks underestimated."
Ding Yin raised his sword without any hint of relaxation.
"I'm afraid... I can't do it."
Xiaoru was also secretly frightened.
But the two of them, even if they were frightened, could still stand firm.
And Yizhen next to him was directly frightened by the breath, his legs were soft, his feet trembling, and his heart was throbbing wildly.
Lin Chuan also frowned.
This blood is overwhelming, and the magic is boiling.
Sure enough, it is far surpassing the thousand-year monsters that have been dealt with before!
At least, there must be three thousand years of Taoism!
It is worthy of the Shushan swordsman world, enough to subvert the whole righteous golem.
Three thousand years of Taoism, even Linchuan, is very difficult.
His Xumi Ring, a thousand pieces of Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman, can shed a part of the blood and devil energy.
Coupled with the return of ten thousand swords, mind control, and mantra control.
These he possesses, the most powerful attack method.
It is extremely difficult to deal with the blood demons.
However, it didn't take him to fight for life.
In the original play, the Gorefiend was born and defeated Xiao Ru Ding Yin. Before he killed the two of them, he was rushed to seal by the ancestor of Emei.
Therefore, he only needs to hold on for a while.
By the way, see if you can cause emotional fluctuations in the ancestors of Emei, and earn a wave of fame provided by the leader of the right way!
Rumble! ! !
At this time, where the blood and devil qi gathered.
The mountain shook violently.
Rolling stones and mud are falling continuously.
The magnitude is no less than a magnitude nine earthquake!
As he approached, the entire mountain was directly split into a terrifying gap.
A strong blood, surging out!
A figure flickered and floated out!
Wearing a red dress, devilish energy surges, it is the blood demon!
"superior!"
Ding Yinjian pointed.
Cang!
Carrying a long sword, straight out of the sheath.
Then, one divided into two, two divided into four, turned into a hundred handles.
Fly away!
"It's a bit like, my ten thousand swords return to the sect."
Lin Chuan next to him was slightly surprised.
Ding Yin's move is like a weakened version of Yu Jian Shu-Wan Jian Gui Zong.
The upper limit is only a hundred flying swords, not smart.
And beside.
Xiaoru followed Yizhen, and the two Taoist priests turned the golden wheels in their hands.
Afterwards, threw it to the Gorefiend as well.
The golden wheel radiated a burst of mana, full of lethality, and went away.
Just, ahead.
The blood demon figure exploded directly.
Endless blood, directly enveloping the flying sword golden wheel.
Subsequently, the blood gas turned into a human form.
I saw that the Gorefiend held the golden wheel in both hands and the Feijian body was dangling in his mouth.
He intercepted all three magic weapons.
Immediately afterwards, a sea of blood surged over his body!
Click!
Click!
Click!
The two golden wheels were directly broken into slag.
The long sword in his mouth was directly snapped into two pieces, without any spiritual power, and fell to the ground.
"Oh ha ha ha, just after I was born, there are a few energetic ways for me to suck!"
"You guys came just right, hahahaha!!!"
The Gorefiend laughed wildly.