The man said to Yang Feng: "These three people seem to be the other three Sanxians in Gong Shu!"

Yang Feng looked at the dim blood-colored roads on the surrounding walls and said, "There are strangeness everywhere here, and it is inevitable that there will be no other variables after a long time!"

Another man took a deep breath and said, "We must fight quickly and decide quickly, and don't leave any means."

After the words came, the three men of the big men had already rushed over.

Even though they did not move, the void in front of Yang Feng and the other three suddenly fluctuated, and then hundreds of blood-colored blades suddenly appeared, and they were densely slaughtered towards Yang Feng and others.

A flash of light flashed across Yang Feng's eyes, then he took a half step back, and then suddenly punched him in front.

An invisible force surged out from the air, and a series of sounds suddenly sounded in front of him.

The speed of those blood-colored blades paused for a moment, then the blood light on the surface flashed wildly and then burst out, turning into bloody lights and dissipating.

The man looked at the man who was rushing towards him, his face was gloomy, and he didn't care about the injuries on his body, and activated the magic trick in his hand.

I saw a ray of light around him, and a brilliant green light flew out from him, then quickly whipped it, and condensed beside him into a thin man in a white robe.

This thin man looked very similar to the man, except that his skin was green all over his body, and his whole body was covered with a layer of blue light, just like the incarnation of the man's earth immortal.

As soon as the side appeared, his body swayed to block Jiao Ba's body, bowed slightly, opened his mouth and sucked in a sudden breath.

In an instant, the wind blew, and white airflows surged wildly from all directions, turning into a trumpet-shaped white vortex, pouring into his mouth, causing his abdomen to grow sharply, and then he opened his mouth again.

A "huh" sound!

A blue air wave that could be seen in the naked eye gushed out from its mouth, and after it rolled, it turned into a blue wind dragon more than ten feet long, rushing out with its teeth and claws.

Seeing this, the bearded man felt a little cold and he didn't accumulate any energy. He raised his punch and smashed it forward.

I saw that there was a ferocious white bone fist armor on his fist. A flash of inspiration on the surface, and a huge fist shadow like an evil ghost flew out from it, facing the blue wind dragon.

There was a loud "boom".

The blue wind dragon and the evil ghost fist shadow burst at the same time, and countless blue wind blades poured out from it and strangled in all directions.

"Sharp!"

There were constant sounds in the underground palace, and the ground, walls and stone pillars were like tofu, and extremely deep gaps were cut by the wind blades.

After the bearded man punched, a light layer of blood appeared on his body. He rushed into the dense wind blade without dodging and continued to rush towards Jiaoba.

The wind blades fell on the blood light on its body, making a puff sound that could not invade the slightest.

Jiao Bayi gritted his teeth and jumped up with the incarnation of Earth God.

On the other side, after the ugly woman in black dress collided violently with Lu Kun's void, her body was wrapped in thick black fog and fell downwards.

However, before the soles of his feet stepped on the ground, his brows suddenly frowned.

I saw a black light flashing in the void under his feet, and a black mist lotus suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Her slender toes were unbiased, and she stepped on the black lotus gently, and her body jumped up again and fell to the other side.

But where he originally settled, a ripples suddenly rippled in the blood that had accumulated on the ground. A black figure held a blue water sword in his hand and flashed out from it. It was Lu Kun's land incarnation.

Seeing that this secret move did not work, Lu Kun's face darkened and called the old man in black robe, and at the same time he sat up and attacked the young woman in black robe.

Not far apart, Qiu Wuzheng looked at Yang Feng not far away with a slightly different eyes and said coldly: "Boy, I noticed that you were not simple last time, but I didn't expect that you were still a mysterious immortal. It just so happened that I was missing a suitable body for my blood puppet. Your true body was just right for use."

Yang Feng glanced at him, curled his lips, and did not answer, but just raised his clenched fists slightly.

Seeing this, the corners of the eyes twitched suddenly, and the murderous intent in his eyes suddenly became cold.

I saw his palms flip, and a black light flashed in his palms, and a purple-black round bowl appeared. The red light flashed in the bowl, rippling endlessly, as if full of red blood.

As Qiu Wu's chanting sounded, the red light in the round bowl suddenly became. The blood that was originally slightly rippling was rippling, but at this moment it seemed like it was boiling, surging wildly in the bowl.

If you look closely, you can see the blood surging, as if you show the faces of evil ghosts struggling and crying, rushing to the outside of the bowl, as if you want to escape.

"disease!"

At Qiu Wuyi's order, light suddenly shone on the round bowl, and a large area of ​​blood came out, turning into a wave of blood covering a hundred feet in the air, covering Yang Feng's overwhelming sky.

A scent of fishy smell suddenly spread out, and the sound of shrill roars continued to echo, and the yin energy around him suddenly became prosperous, just like the arrival of the underworld.

It seems that all the cultivators and mortals who died here just now have returned to their souls at this moment, releasing their resentment and murderous intent to the fullest.

Feeling this bloody ghost aura, Yang Feng couldn't help but frown slightly.

With his wrist waved, the yellow round mirror flew out. The mirror lit up, and a yellow light emitted from it, turning into a circular light curtain, covering him.

As soon as the light curtain emerged, the blood wave had already pounced on it and hit it heavily.

There was a "boom".

The yellow light curtain trembled suddenly and then stabilized.

But the next moment, the surface of the light curtain stained with blood waves made a loud "hissing" sound, and a large piece of white vapor appeared, which seemed to melt open, and the yellow round mirror suspended in the air continued to tremble.

With a crisp "pop" sound, the round mirror shattered and the light of spirit fell to the ground.

Without the yellow light curtain blocking, the surging blood waves rushed over and wrapped Yang Feng's figure in a rolling manner.

Yang Feng felt a flash of blood in front of his eyes, and he was suddenly in a vast sea of ​​blood. The blood was extremely sticky, making his body suddenly condense.

In addition, under the soaking of blood, although the true extreme film on the surface of his body still emits a faint light, he could clearly feel that the light film was also being constantly invaded by an extremely subtle and filthy force.

And among the blood around, there were suddenly ferocious figures swimming constantly.

Regardless of their age, young or young, they all looked fierce and evil at this moment, and they were biting at him with their teeth and claws.

He shouted softly, and his arms blurred, and countless fist shadows emerged densely, killing more than a hundred figures rushing around him. At the same time, golden scales appeared all over his body, and his body raised his head out of thin air, just as he was about to jump out of the blood with one rush.

"I still want to escape, dream!"

Seeing this, Qiu Wu shouted angrily, and a blood light appeared in his hand and suddenly slapped the round bowl. Suddenly, dense runes flew out of it and sank into the sea of ​​blood trapped Yang Feng in front of him.

Yang Feng felt the blood around him tremble and rotated rapidly in a certain direction. The temperature rose sharply and it actually boiled like boiling water.

After a while, the temperature in the blood had become as hot and hot magma in the volcano.

Yang Feng's figure also swayed violently in the boiling blood vortex. The skin and golden scales on the surface of his body became red. The pulling force from the blood increased by several times, and he could not get out immediately for a moment.

His expression condensed, his palm waved, and a clear sound suddenly sounded, and the sperm firebird immediately flew out of his body, turned into a silver flame, wrapping him up.

With the barrier of this fire, the hot blood immediately could no longer approach him.

Even under the high temperature of the silver flame, the blood around Yang Feng evaporated quickly.

After a while, a vacuum area formed beside him, and the pulling force disappeared.

"I don't have time to waste with you!"

After Yang Feng said that, his body suddenly rushed upwards, and the originally sticky and hot blood scattered in front of the shield formed by the sperm firebird.

He immediately soared into the sky from the vortex of the blood sea, then raised his hand without saying a word, punched Qiu Wu with a fierce punch.

The latter was shocked and quickly moved his hands in front of him, pinching a magic trick in front of him.

The round bowl immediately increased several times, and the runes engraved on the bowl's body suddenly shone brightly, emitting circles of black light, blocking his body.

There was only a loud "boom" sound!

The black light in front of the old man with purple robe suddenly exploded after the fist shadow fell, turning into countless pieces and scattered everywhere. The light on the black round bowl suddenly darkened, cracking several spider-web-like cracks, and retracting back to its original size.

Qiu Wu's chest and abdomen shook, and a muffled groan, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He took back the round bowl, touched the crack on it with a trembling palm, and said in shock: "How is this possible..."

Before he finished speaking, a sharp roar sounded, and a silver firebird dragged its long tail flames and shot towards him like an arrow.

The moment when the silver firebird appeared, a little panic flashed across Qiu Wu's side, but now it was time to grit his teeth and open his mouth suddenly, spewing out three mouthfuls of essence and blood at the round bowl in his hand.

As soon as the essence and blood stained the surface of the round bowl, they were absorbed in without leaving a drop. Then the blood light shone brightly under the buzzing sound of the round bowl. Circles of runes appeared, and a dragon condensed from blood suddenly flew out.

As soon as the dragon appeared, it opened its bloody mouth, and a stream of blood surged out like a waterfall, turning into a wave of blood, heading straight for the silver firebird.

The blood wave was extremely sticky, and there was a trace of black air in the middle, emitting a disgusting and fishy smell.

Seeing this, the silver firebird kept flapping its wings, and silver light flashed wildly, and countless silver fireballs the size of fists appeared, facing the blood wave.

The sound of "puff" is loud!

When each silver fireball falls on the blood wave, it will burst and turn into a large piece of silver flames flying around, making a sizzling sound, and most of the blood immediately feels like it has been evaporated, and wisps of white smoke rise.

In an instant, the blood wave became riddled with holes, and a hole of twenty or thirty feet was broken into the center by silver flames.

The silver firebird turned into a silver rainbow, passing through the hole in the middle, and heading straight for the Blood Dragon and Qiu Wu behind.

Seeing this, Qiu Wu gritted his teeth and pinched his hands and ten fingers quickly. The blood light of the blood dragon's body surged. Countless crystal runes appeared in the blood light, and rushed towards the silver firebird with teeth and claws.

A blue light flashed in Yang Feng's eyes, as if he had thought of something, his heart stormed, and he quickly tried to recall the firebird with a urge to do so.

As a result, at this moment, the runes on the surface of the blood dragon burst into great crystal lights, and suddenly burst into pieces, turning into a large area of ​​extremely sticky blood mist, and once it surged, it enveloped the silver firebird that had not returned.

But then, a clear sound came out, and a silver fireball rushed out from somewhere in the blood mist, turning into a silver firebird and galloping back towards Yang Feng.

However, the bird looked a little dim at this moment, and there was still a lot of blood mist attached to the surface of the body. It was obvious that it was affected a lot just now when the blood dragon exploded.

With Yang Feng's move, the silver flame on the bird's body escalated, causing the blood mist on the body to evaporate, and then flew back into his sleeve like a tired bird returning to his nest and disappeared.
Chapter completed!