How?

Li Qingzhao's sudden move made Qinglin shocked, and just when she was hesitating whether to make a move to hinder it, Zhang Xiaotian had already come to her side and said:

"Captain Qinglin, we are surrounded by blood refiners, this Sun Mingtang must be an inner ghost."

"What, it can't be——, how come?"

Just as Qing Lin said the word "impossible", a void in front of him suddenly fluctuated, and more than a dozen blood refiners with red eyes rushed over with shouts of killing.

This made her react immediately, but she couldn't believe that Sun Mingtang, who had been with her for three years, turned out to be a traitor of a blood refining martial artist!

"Enemy attack, formation!"

On the other side, Qian Wulin's order was already heard, which reminded Qinglin that now was not the time to think about this, so he hurriedly shouted: "Form a formation to meet the enemy, don't care about Sun Mingtang, he is an internal ghost!" ”

While Qinglin was speaking, several members of the battle group had already pounced on Li Qingzhao.

Although they didn't know why this Spark disciple wanted to attack Sun Mingtang, it had become their instinctive reaction to protect their comrades, and they didn't even think much about it to stop Li Qingzhao.

At this time, Qinglin's order came, and several members of the battle group who shot out were shocked, and their faces showed disbelief, but the blood refiners who suddenly killed made them have to believe it.

Although this place was chosen by Captain Qing, the location was actually provided by Sun Mingtang, a scout!

The dozen or so blood refining martial artists who were killed were blocked by Qian Wulin's manpower, and they suffered a small loss suddenly, but no one died.

In the dream, these members of the battle group were attacked while resting, and at that time they were at their lowest vigilance, coupled with the fact that Sun Mingtang, an inner ghost, was in the way, and they suffered heavy losses as soon as they came up, which also set the tone for their eventual demise.

But at this moment, probably the blood refining martial artists hidden in the phantom array also saw that something was wrong, and did not let all the ambushed blood refining martial artists make a move, but only one blood refining martial artist in the phantom array made a move, which obviously meant to be tempting.

The panic of Qian Wulin's team members made a tall blood refining martial artist in the phantom array in front of the mound breathe a sigh of relief, it seems that these people did not notice us, it seems that it is just Sun Mingtang, a fool, who has revealed his flaws.

Facing a pair of white "butterflies" flying over, Sun Mingtang pulled out his knife with a calm face, and there was a trace of blood in the sword light.

Sure enough, it's a blood refiner!

Seeing this scene, the only remaining hesitation in the hearts of Qing Lin and his subordinates was also eliminated, and all that was left was the shock and anger of being betrayed by someone they trusted!

The sword light was agitated, and the red blood line suddenly pulled apart, as if a bleeding bird passed by, dragging a red mark out of thin air.

The darkness cracked, the red glow was dazzling, and the blood was bloody.

A "butterfly" disappeared, and at the same time suppressed the knife light.

Another "butterfly" fluttered in the blood light, constantly rising and falling on the blood line.

Then a silver light lit up, and it slashed lightly.

The blood line vibrated and shattered inch by inch.

The shattering spread to the short knife in Sun Mingtang's hand, and then to his fingers, palms, and forearms, and the screams rang out.

Sun Mingtang clutched his broken arm and stepped back.

Qinglin, who was standing beside Li Qingzhao with a pale face, asked, "Why?" ”

"Hahaha, why?"

Sun Mingtang's face was distorted and hideous, his laughter was extremely poignant, and he said sharply:

"You ask me why, how do you people understand the difficulties of us ordinary people?

You people have good resources and weapons since you started practicing martial arts, and you can learn the most suitable exercises.

But what about those of us with ordinary qualifications? It's like dust piled up on the ground, and no one cares about it...... No resources, no exercises, nothing.

In order to practice martial arts, I had to join gangs, be driven like a dog, and finally get the most superficial garbage exercises with only two or three pages.

If it weren't for the blood refining martial arts, I would only be able to live like a dog in this life, until I died in obscurity in the corner.

You ask me why, because I also have the ideal of pursuing the path of martial arts! ”

"Your body...... What's going on? Qinglin looked at Sun Mingtang, who was bleeding from his broken arm while talking, and his body was dry like an old man at the moment.

"I'm fine, really good, I'm about to return to the arms of my ancestors, hahaha, you so-called elites, the so-called pride of the sky, all have to bury me, hahahaha."

After a series of laughs, Sun Mingtang fell to the sky, the light in his eyes faded, and his vitality was cut off.

"This ——!"

Qinglin stepped forward with an arrow and picked up Sun Mingtang, losing all the blood in his body, making this man's body extremely light.

"Dead!"

Qinglin pressed his fingers on Sun Mingtang's neck, and his heart was shocked.

Li Qingzhao's voice came, "It's useless, in this blood refining world, as long as a blood refining martial artist is injured, he will bleed to death." ”

The tall blood refiner in the phantom array in front of the mound also heard Li Qingzhao's words, "Hehe" sneered, this world is not as simple as you think!

"Something is wrong!"

Zhang Xiaotian's words surprised Li Qingzhao, "What? ”

"Look at those blood refiners." Zhang Xiaotian pointed to the blood refining martial artist who was in a mess with Qian Wulin's people.

Li Qingzhao turned his head to look and was surprised to find that several injured blood refiners not only did not die of being sucked dry of blood by this world, but their wounds were healing at a speed far beyond ordinary people, and they were about to recover completely.

"What do you think?" Li Qingzhao asked.

"I think—" Zhang Xiaotian pondered for a moment before continuing: "This world really seems to have some kind of consciousness, and the blood refiners who were drained of blood before should all have the will to die. ”

Li Qingzhao nodded, she also had similar thoughts, the previous martial artists who were drained of blood by this world were either captured by them, or Xiang Sun Mingtang, who knew that he couldn't escape, gave up the idea of escaping.

According to different wills, there are different ways to treat the world......

Li Qingzhao frowned, if he looked at it like this, these blood refining martial artists were not the biggest danger of this trip, and the master of this world was probably still alive!

Thinking of this, Li Qingzhao was already terrified in his heart, a living great grandmaster, the incomparably violent emotional fluctuations in his heart were inexhaustible in a short period of time.

The source power in the dantian increased little by little, but Li Qingzhao didn't have the slightest idea of being happy.

Discarding Sun Mingtang's corpse, Qing Lin looked at the other blood refining martial artists with anger in his eyes, and a pair of crescent-shaped scimitars in his hands "Zheng" struck each other with a bang.

"Kill!"

Lead the team members to kill the blood refining warriors.

"Boss, what should I do?"

In front of the mound, the blood refining martial artists in the phantom array all looked at the tall blood refining martial artist.

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