Chapter 561

In the hall, people suffered heavy casualties. Several patriarchs were killed one after another. Even the flesh and blood were sucked and swallowed by those strange pillars.

Even Wan Yan Dong Ming was killed by the strange attack methods of those meat pillars, and his whole body was in a cold sweat. If he didn't have a treasure to protect his body, he would have followed the footsteps of several patriarchs.

In contrast, only wan Yan Peifeng and the purple lotus saint can still barely survive the attack of the flesh pillar. Those who tried to get close to them were either frozen or cut by sword Qi, so they couldn't get close to each other.

However, Rao is so, and their subordinates are all dead and wounded, leaving only two lonely families still struggling to support.

Shocked, Xiong Jingbian has to hold Shen Jianxin in one hand and thunder robbing sword in the other.

Strangely enough, those pillars didn't attack him, as if they deliberately avoided Xiong Jingbian's position.

Are these terrible pillars of flesh self-conscious? They are part of the blood devil, so they don't attack Aixinjueluo's blood?

At this time, the Holy Son Wanyan Dongming is really unable to resist. The talisman on his body has been broken, and he is about to die in the hall.

In the crisis, Wanyan Dongming suddenly opens his mind and tries his best to approach Xiong Jingbian.

When the wind broke out in the rear, the two bright red meat pillars almost caught up with Wanyan Dongming. However, Xiong Jingbian snatched him forward and suddenly cut off the two meat pillars, saving Wanyan Dongming.

Wanyan Dongming thought he was going to die. Seeing that it was the young man who saved his life with a knife, he was surprised to sweat and grateful.

Xiong Jingbian frowned. He knew that this man was an important person in the Nuzhen clan. If he wanted to exchange his life for his life a day ago, he wanted to kill this man even at the expense of himself, but now he saved the other party.

Perhaps in this hall, in the face of those terrible monsters, there is no national distinction in the eyes of people. As long as it is human, it is doomed to be the enemy of that monster.

Xiong Jingbian will not be attacked by rouzhu. This detail is soon seen by Wanyan Peifeng and Zilian saint. They move to Xiong Jingbian at the same time.

Sure enough, when the rest of the people were all within three steps of Xiong Jing's side, the meat pillars in the hall stopped attacking one after another, and became static from dynamic.

After a while, the meat pillars, big and small, were retracted into the ground and walls. On the platform, the blood devil appeared again. Except for the damaged cassock, he was not hurt.

"My grandfather has just said that as long as you are on this island, you can't kill me!" Blood devil ancestor still said with a smile.

But at this time, his smile was full of terror and strangeness. All the people still alive in the hall knew that the ancestor of the blood devil was definitely not a human being. It was a demon, a demon, and a non-human alien!

"Although you have offended our ancestors, I still give you a chance, or you will become corpses! Or you can capture the two delicious dishes for our ancestors and hand them in obediently. "

The delicious food in the mouth of the blood devil ancestors is naturally Shen Jianxin and purple lotus saint.

Both of them practiced wuliuzhenjing. Their bodies are different from ordinary people. They are two rare delicacies for the blood devil ancestors.

As for other people, even if it is to seize life, in the eyes of the blood devil, I'm afraid it's nothing new.

Everyone looked at each other, and there were only two roads in front of us.

Either it will become a corpse, a part of those alien people, or it will hand over Shen Jianxin and purple lotus saint, and be driven by the blood devil ancestor as a running dog again.

Wanyan Peifeng uncle and nephew can not help but look at each other, both in each other's eyes to see the meaning of embarrassment.

In terms of martial arts alone, Wanyan Peifeng is undoubtedly the most powerful one among the rest of the group. If he wants to capture Zilian saint, with the cooperation of his nephew Wanyan Dongming, he has a great chance.

Shen Jianxin is still sleeping, and Xiong Jingbian has only a congenital state, and his strength is mediocre. The fighting power of these two men can be ignored.

However, if the two brothers and nephews really fight against the purple lotus saint, it means that the blood sacrifice meeting is a complete failure, and everyone will be enslaved by the blood devil.

Although the blood devil didn't come out of the island, he secretly controlled the whole Nuzhen tribe. Wang Zhang was his puppet and didn't dare to resist. Therefore, he sent blood food to the island to support the monster all the year round.

If you let it go, it will be more difficult to clean up in the future, which is one of the reasons why Wan Yan Peifeng wanted to assassinate it.

But now the biggest trouble is that it can't be killed. When it really grows up, once it can leave Xueya Island, it will be a big disaster for the world.

"What? What are you hesitating about? Do you want me to do it myself The blood devil said with a smile.

I saw the blood in the eyes of the blood devil, and a strange wave swept the whole scene in an instant.

Suddenly, they saw an incredible scene.

Those comrades in arms who fell just now got up from the ground one after another.

Master Yinshan, master Xiaofeng, master Yinmo, and those brave Jurchen soldiers all got up from the pool of blood.

However, these resurrected dead people are emitting a stream of dead air, corpse air, and dark red light from their eyes. It is obvious that they have lost their senses and become monsters controlled by the blood devil ancestors.

"Go and bring those two portions of food to Ben Laozu!" With the order of the blood devil ancestors, the newly resurrected companions rushed to Xiong Jingbian.

The Holy Son Wanyan Dongming was completely stunned. He murmured: "what should I do? What should I do? You can't kill it! The more you fight, the stronger you are! What do we do? I don't want to be that kind of thing! No, no! "

In contrast, Wanyan Peifeng seems more calm, a hand, patted on the nephew's shoulder, said in a deep voice: "everyone has weaknesses. There is no one without weakness in this world. Calm down! And find its weakness! "

Although he was photographed by his uncle, Wanyan Dongming was still hard to calm down and said in horror: "no, he is not human at all! Man has weakness, it doesn't! "

In the gap between the two uncles and nephews, those comrades who were controlled by the blood devil ancestors had rushed up.

Fortunately, there was such a ruthless role as the purple lotus saint. She didn't care whether these people were once companions. She clapped her hands together and beat the two masters back and forth.

At this time, Xiong Jing can't take care of many things. The thunder spirit sword in his hand swishes a few times and cuts down the leader of Yinmo.

"Fun! It's fun! You people are really hard hearted! Just also fight side by side with the companion, kill up without mercy! I like to see you people fighting each other! What a show! What a show

Under the high stage, the ancestor of the blood devil is just like watching a play. His comments are extremely hateful.