Zhang Yan had fought with the Blood Spirit Sect monks a few times, and he was very familiar with the path of the monks of this sect, and from the perspective of the means he had mastered, Zixiao Divine Thunder was undoubtedly the most restrained.

It's just that he didn't come up and used this method, the reason is that most of the disciples of this sect have the blood escape method in their bodies, this technique is one of the three major escape methods of the Demon Sect, and the ordinary Zixiao Divine Thunder splits away, and may not be able to make meritorious contributions, if it is a thunder net, the other party can escape first with this method, so he just uses the five elements of true light to fight the enemy.

At this moment, he unfolded the true light of the fire with all his strength, and gradually stretched outward, but after more than ten miles, he restrained himself.

It's not that it can't be expanded anymore, but it's unnecessary, the wider the scope of the true light, the larger the circle that needs to be taken care of, and the other party's blood is tens of thousands, although there is the true light of the water line guarding the palace, but after all, its speed is fast, flashing like electricity, and it is inevitable that there will be omissions.

At this moment, he has a swirling fire inside and a water light outside, forcing all his blood to the outside.

However, instead of locking the portal, he deliberately left a weak spot somewhere.

If the fight continues like this, the only chance for the other party to win is to try to deceive into the inner circle, and he has already prepared a killing move, just waiting for it to break in, and then show it.

More than ten miles away, Feng Qingping controlled ten thousand bloody spirits to dance around Zhang Yan, looking like he was pressing the latter to fight, but in fact, he was bored in his heart, ordinary Taoist skills, it is already the limit to be able to go thousands of zhang away, which is like Zhang Yan can go dozens of miles at every turn.

Now that he is forced to be outside, he can't get close, no matter how clever his magic power is, it's useless to beat his opponent.

And although there is a lot of blood, it rushes in. Before he could reach Zhang Yan's body, he was destroyed halfway.

He knew very well that he would fight for several days, and as long as his power was not exhausted, he would have nothing to do with it.

At this moment, there are only three ways, one is to avoid the front and adopt the method of fighting, the second is to break through the defense from the front and go straight to the middle palace, and the third is to find a gap and break in, and go to the inside to kill the opponent.

The first option is actually the best policy. But the same door is in danger. Life may be confessed at any time, and there is no room for a moment's friction. He was not allowed to do that.

As for the second method, Zhang Yan's mana is strong and profound, stirring for hundreds of miles. There is no one among the peers. Head to head. It is undoubtedly self-defeating.

is the only way to take the last method, but Feng Qingping also knows that this may be a trap set by Zhang Yan. Waiting for him to drill in.

But the problem is that he has no other way but this method.

"Well, as long as I'm careful, I don't have a chance to win. ”

After thinking about it, he took a breath, took out a treasure cauldron as small as a bowl from his sleeve, clasped it in his hand, and shook it in his hand, and in an instant, the blood light rose into the air, and thousands of bloody yin thunder spurted out from the inside, and when it reached the bottom, they exploded one after another, dispersing a large area of water and fire.

Seeing that a way had been broken, he didn't dare to enter it by himself, but shook his body, driving a bloody spirit with smart eyes, mixed with thousands of ordinary blood spirits, and rushed in along this road.

This blood spirit is called "Ning Zhen", and it took him a lot of hard work, more than a hundred years, and countless elixirs to refine only two ends.

Its subtleties are also extremely rare, as long as he knows the magic channel, the blood spirit can be used, and within half a moment, its mana can be maintained on a par with the real body, let this blood spirit go, and wait if it were his own horse.

That bloody spirit still has the same face as him, and it is very easy to confuse the opponent, even if there are any traps on the opposite side, he can try it, so when he goes in person next time, he can take precautions in advance.

In fact, he was originally against the enemy, and he always released the two bloody spirits together, so that if the three of them were together, there would be few opponents. But in the face of Zhang Yan, he had no bottom in his heart, and could only use it as a chess piece for temptation.

Zhang Yan has rich experience in fighting, and seeing that Feng Qingping did not come from the empty door he posed, but forcibly found another way, he knew that the other party could roughly guess his intentions, and this offensive was aimed at testing, and he did not have the intention of immediately separating the winner from defeat.

This is also expected by him, as long as he is not forced to the last moment, to the point of cornering, he thinks that the other party is unwilling to take risks in person.

However, the initiative is now in his hands, as long as the other party's means are broken one by one, he will be able to force himself to send it to the door in the end.

So with a wave of his sleeves, with a bang, thousands and hundreds of purple lightning thunderbolts burst out, like a waterfall rushing, and thousands of blood spirits rushed to scatter under the sweep of thunder.

Feng Qingping's condensing blood spirit also carried a few magic weapons, and he didn't want to expose them in advance, but in the face of such a thunderstorm like a mountain and a sea, if he didn't use his means, he had to retreat, otherwise it would be impossible to survive.

But I can't break into the inner circle, how can I give up, I have to sacrifice a jade stone in the air, spit out wisps of smoke like white silk, like brocade cotton wool, thunder light comes, all of them are inhaled into it by a trace.

And that bloody spirit didn't care about anything else, just rushed desperately in the face of the thunder tide, although this jade can absorb thunderbolts, but if it swallows too much, it will not be able to bear it, and can only narrow the distance between it and Zhang Yan as much as possible before it collapses.

After a while, this thing shattered into powder with a "click", but at this moment, it had already rushed closer, shouted, and a ball of blood-colored light flew on the top, and then condensed into two huge bloody hands, which were sandwiched down to the left and right.

Seeing this, Zhang Yan raised his hand slightly, and several earthy true lights rose up behind him, stepped across the void, and hit his head head-on, banging twice, and smashed his bloody hand to pieces.

The blood spirit is deep in the encirclement, and it may be killed by the true light of the upper and lower four directions at any time, and within half an instant, this mana will fall to the bottom, becoming the same as ordinary blood spirits, because he simply abandoned the defense, pressed his abdomen, opened his mouth and spit out a bloody arrow, and with a whoosh, shot forward with a swift and incoherent momentum!

Under Zhang Yan's feet, a earthy true light slowly rose, shaped like a wall, blocking the front, and at the same time, the Qiankun leaf flew above his head, hanging down a golden curtain, but the blood arrow was extremely sharp, and it actually penetrated the true light without delay, and finally hit the Qiankun leaf, and actually shook the golden light violently, and it was almost shattered.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he seemed to have seen a Blood Spirit Sect monk use such a method, but he had never had such power, if it wasn't for the earth-moving true light to block it once, maybe he would be able to break through the Qiankun Leaf.

After using this method, the blood spirit quickly decayed, and its body became as if it had all its essence shot out with one arrow.

Zhang Yan sensed the qi machine and saw that he was exhausted, and he couldn't compare with Fang Cai at all, so he casually shot a few balls of thunder, and completely broke it up.

Feng Qingping frowned when he looked at it outside, he never expected to defeat the enemy once, this time the original intention was to force out Zhang Yan's hidden means, but the other party obviously hadn't used his real skills.

As a last resort, he had no choice but to test again.

shook his body, released another condensed blood spirit, and still used the treasure cauldron to release thunder, exploding a path, and then pulled thousands of demons from the sky, and made a combination with the former, driving them into it.

This time it was still very smooth to rush to the inner circle, and when it got close, the condensed blood spirit smiled weirdly, took the green jade flute in his hand to his mouth, and suddenly blew out a terrible sound, whining, where the flute sound passed, the spirit was disordered, the mana disintegrated, and the true light dissolved.

Seeing that the empty door in front of Zhang Yan was exposed, and there was no one to stop him, he couldn't help but show joy on his face, knowing that the opportunity had come, he shouted, and thousands of blood spirits rushed up, as if they were going to drown everything in front of him in one fell swoop.

Zhang Yan heard the sound of the flute, only to feel that the breath in his body was stagnant, and the mana was not running smoothly, and he frowned slightly.

Looking at the blood rushing from the sky, a ghostly light flashed in his eyes, and there seemed to be red purple fireworks flying between his eyebrows, he raised his head slightly, and then suddenly shouted in the air!

Bang!

It was as if the wind and waves swept through the sky, and thousands of blood spirits were like paper ties, shattered one after another, and then turned into pure spiritual energy and were taken away by the wind whirlwind.

At this moment, two thin gold threads flew out of nowhere, flashed in the field, staggered at its body, and smashed it into three sections!

Feng Qingping saw that the true blood was broken again, but he was not surprised and rejoiced, and secretly said: "I want to come here to this is a method that he hides deeply, and it is really powerful." ”

At the same time, he was glad in his heart, he could see that his Dharma body was in person, and he was slashed by the golden light, and he was afraid that he would die on the spot, but fortunately, he tried it out first, for a disciple of a great sect like him, who was waiting for the true transmission, any Dao magic power, as long as he was prepared in advance and knew it in his heart, he didn't have to be afraid.

At this time, his body suddenly shook, and he couldn't help but look back and look south.

He could feel that the spiritual opportunity coming from the direction of the Beichen Sect behind him had gradually become calm from the fierce state of the square, and the battle situation should be calm.

He didn't think that he could defeat the Triple Realm Great Cultivator with just six people, obviously his own people couldn't support it for long, and there was not much time left for him.

Turning his head again, staring down, a look of determination appeared on his face, and he said secretly: "Whether that is Zhang Yan's last resort or not, he must break through, but to defeat this person, the only way to use that trick is to use that trick!"

He possessed a supernatural power called "Dust Passing Shadow", and in a single breath, he could turn his Dharma Body into any blood spirit present.

If you use it during the fight, you can unconsciously deceive the enemy to get close, and then suddenly kill, making people unable to guard against it.

It's just that this method not only requires the Dharma Body of the Yuanying Triple Realm Monk to be cast, but also consumes a lot of mana, a fighting method, Feng Qingping thinks that he can barely perform it three or four times, and it is in danger of running out.

After learning this method, he has always been ready to use it to escape at a critical moment, and he didn't want to use it at this moment, but the two bloody spirits did not open the situation, and he also lost a lot of magic weapons, and there were fewer and fewer means left on his body that could be used, forcing him to not do this risky move.

He took a breath and thought: "If it fails this time, and the Tongmen falls, after returning to the door, I am afraid that I will be severely punished by the door rules, but as long as I can force Zhang Yan out of all means, and then bring the news back to the door, I think I can make up for it a little." ”

The thought turned to this, he didn't hesitate any longer, the mana was running at full strength, and the blood behind him gathered more and more, and in a short time, it covered the entire sky!

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...... (To be continued......)