After Xin Daoren swallowed the two of them, he immediately felt a wonderful taste surging all over his body, his mana was steep, and he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, and his eyes also revealed a bloodthirsty and crazy color that was not like a cultivator, and his body shook suddenly, turning into more than a thousand bloody spirits, and instantly occupied a large part of the sky.

Zhang Yan saw this scene in his eyes, he squinted slightly, the other party was weak, after swallowing the corpse of someone unknown, his blood and qi were fully restored, although he was not a big threat to himself, but if he left it alone, it was also a trouble, especially with Baili Qingyin, it was even more difficult to deal with, and he needed to try to get rid of it first.

It's just that after this person turns into a demon body, the speed of flying away is still above himself, and he can't take the initiative to find it, only by luring him to attack it, it will be over.

He quickly calculated it in his mind, and immediately had a countermeasure.

The mana was churning all over his body, and countless spiritual qi came from all directions, condensing Xuanhuang's big hand in an instant, and with another urge, it slammed down towards the blood cloud.

This blow did not gather momentum, and the shot was extremely fast, which was very different from Fang Cai.

Baili Qingyin saw it below, and he didn't show weakness, and with a low shout, the two blood cloud palms flipped into the air to greet each other.

Xin Daoren saw that there was a gap to drill on the side, so he couldn't help but move forward and rushed up again.

Zhang Yan waited for this moment, sneered in his heart, and suddenly something flew out of the sleeve robe, and the white light reached the top of his head, looking like a polished and smooth jade piece, as thin as paper wings, clear and smooth.

In this crypt, there was a dazzling light flashing suddenly, as if the sun was in the sky, sweeping the whole audience in an instant, reflecting the slightest thing here.

Zhang Yan glanced at it, and he could see it clearly at this moment. Thousands of blood spirits are all a ball of blood and qi, and only one of them has a clear face, which is not like the same kind.

When they were illuminated by that light, Xin Daoren felt an inexplicable feeling, as if all their shells had been stripped away and exposed to broad daylight.

This is Shen Baishuang's "Shadow of Turbulence", even though the Demon Sect monks have thousands of incarnations, but under this treasure, there is nothing to hide.

Zhang Yan found the true body of Xin Daoren, and then took out a magic talisman with two fingers. Shake it gently. It unfolded in the sky, turning into a hundred and fifty zhang tall black rune, and majestic mana gushed out.

In an instant, within a radius of several miles. All the ideas are fixed!

Xin Dao people were caught off guard. The body stiffened. He was frozen in mid-air. When he first encountered such a situation, his first thought was that he was trapped in the forbidden world, and he was busy unraveling the spell. However, under the action, he found that it was completely useless, and his heart was shocked, and he wanted to wait for the technique of "passing through the shadows of the dust" and turn the Dharma body to another place.

But when the thought arose, he was shocked, and the mana in his body was like a pool of stagnant water, and he couldn't move it at all.

When a monk fights the Fa, any negligence, omission and hesitation is enough to be fatal, let alone a moment's delay.

Zhang Yan caught the opportunity, how could he miss it, and immediately carried enough mana, and a golden light flew out from his back, like a thin line, only flashing in the field, and then disappearing.

Xin Daoren stood still in a daze, and after a while, a faint demon shadow swept over itself, and with a silent roar, it dissipated, and his body trembled violently, and he heard a crash, which exploded into countless black blood clots, falling like raindrops.

At the same moment, the bloody clones in the sky were also just like the reflections in the water that were wrinkled by the breeze and shattered one after another.

Zhang Yan waved the sleeves of his robe, and the surging water behind him was like a tide, and he swept upward, wrapping all the essence and blood clots.

Seeing this, Baili Qingyin frowned unconsciously.

Only then did he send the Shi couple to the Xin Dao people to swallow, but they didn't know that there was no breath in the past, and they died, and what they did before was in vain.

He suddenly felt that he had lost a game in the fight with Zhang Yan.

Without a Triple Realm Grand Cultivator to restrain him, he couldn't help but be a little reluctant to deal with it, and if he wanted to stabilize the situation, he had to use the back hand he had prepared before.

He took out a glass jade pot from his sleeve, lifted the lid of the pot, shook it to the sky, and spewed out a wisp of red smoke from it.

He flicked his hand, and a gust of wind surged in, sending them all out of the blood cloud.

These blood spirits were sacrificed by catching the demon from the ground, not by the transformation of his own essence and blood mana, and there was no soul in it, and he was not bound by him, but because of this, he also maintained the nature of the monster, cruel and tyrannical, not afraid of life and death, as soon as he entered the air, he saw that Zhang Yan was here, and immediately ignored the bite of it.

Baili Qingyin knew in his heart that only these blood spirits could not help Zhang Yan, but he took it out at this moment, not to defeat the enemy, but to go up and drag Zhang Yan for a while, so that he could free up his hands to cast the trick.

He recited a secret mantra in his mouth, and pointed his finger to his chest, and suddenly, there was a sound of a ringing sound in the field, as if it was the sound of a sharp blade out of its sheath, and a knife with void blood appeared in the air, and it was a slash at his neck, and the knife shadow passed by, and immediately a person who was exactly the same as him appeared on the right hand.

This magic power is called "Full Moon Half Yang", and this method can be used to cut off a mana clone.

This is not comparable to those ordinary blood spirits, but accounts for half of their own mana, small demigod souls.

Whatever he can get the Divine Channel Technique, this doppelganger is all proficient, and it can be said that it is almost the same as the real body.

Because his mana is the first of his peers in the Demon Sect, as soon as this magical power comes out, it is equivalent to using two enemies to one, and using this method to deal with ordinary Triple Realm cultivators, there is almost no possibility of failure, but it is not enough to deal with Zhang Yan.

As soon as his mind moved, the doppelganger suddenly leaned down, leaned against the mouth of the blood well, and sucked it sharply, and the blood in it suddenly dropped a lot.

He was unmoved, he raised his hand and pointed at it, and the magic weapon flew up, and when it reached the sky, it leaned down diagonally, and the blood flowed out from the inside, and he leaned up his neck and immediately poured a lot down, and only then stopped when the body was full of energy.

The water in this well was originally able to increase mana by feeling qi, but now it is drunk directly, regardless of the doppelganger deity, all the mana is fully recovered in a moment. It's just that there are only two fingers left now, and it can't be used a few times, and it can't be squandered like before.

But he is not panicking, the Blood Spirit Sect has its own method to absorb the essence blood of the Xuanmen monk Yuan Ling for his own use, and there are still three people trapped in the Blood Jade Smoke Luo Array, all of whom are great monks of the Triple Realm, which is nothing less than a great tonic for him.

Although the clone is now complete, he is not in a hurry to drive forward, and the fighting method also pays attention to strategic advance and retreat, and the grasp of the timing of the attack is particularly important.

At this time, in the middle of the sky, Zhang Yan acted calmly, only drove Shui Xingguang to rush back and forth, and swept away the ten thousand bloody spirits, and then behind his hands, he looked down, his eyes flashing slightly.

In the previous attacks, the opponent had not used force against force, trying to prevent his attack from falling into the blood cloud, which showed that this method was correct and enough to pose a threat to it.

Even so, he is not ready to change the means.

The mana in the body flowed for a while, and the phantom of the big hand obviously came out, and then slowly condensed, but this time, it was twice as big as the previous one.

This kind of dignified collision can be seen as who has higher mana, strong is strong, weak is weak, and there is no false at all.

Even if the other party has the means to resolve it, it also consumes mana, and even if it can solve a temporary crisis, it can't change the overall situation.

He shouted loudly, drummed up his mind, and pressed it downward.

Baili Qingyin saw that he made a move this time, and his power was unprecedented, as if he had moved the real chapter, and his heart was terrified, but he didn't want to take it hard.

Oh, Xuanhuang's big hand slammed down, and at the moment when it came into contact with the blood cloud, he exhaled and let out a sound, and with a single stroke of mana, he once again transferred all the power with the technique of substituting things for form.

This time the man he chose. It is Yuan Zirong of the South China faction.

At this moment, there are nine strange beast spirits around this person, and they can cope with the surging blood spirit easily.

Although his expression looked relaxed, his heart was already retreating.

He came here to destroy the demon cave, but he was trapped here and couldn't get out for a long time, even if it was undamaged, it was useless in the overall situation, and as time went by, the chances of success would only get smaller and smaller.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly the blue toad and the white-haired dog on the side neighed together, and their voices were extremely poignant.

Suddenly, he noticed an incredibly large mana descending from thin air, as if it was about to crush him, and his expression suddenly changed drastically.

At this life-and-death juncture, he shouted wildly, and mobilized all his mana regardless of it, and in an instant, a tortoise phantom that supported the sky and the earth suddenly appeared from his body, and his back armor was pushed up, and he actually carried that strong force alive.

After a while, the strong force finally slowly dissipated, but he was depressed, his eyes were blank, and it was obvious that his vitality was too depleted, because he was fully focused on dealing with this blow, and inadvertently, a lot of blood rain fell on him.

He originally just thought that this was just a filthy thing, and he didn't care very much, but he had just suffered a loss, and he suddenly became vigilant.

After thinking about it, I found that if it was really these blood rains that were causing trouble, how to deal with it, it would be difficult to ensure that I would not miss it, and the only way to retreat as soon as possible was the best policy, so I sighed secretly in my heart and said: "A few Dao brothers, Yuan has tried his best, but now the situation is not good, so he can only take the first step." ”

After making up his mind, he was also decisive, and immediately pursed his lips and blew, and a hundred-zhang long dragon suddenly flew out of the center of his eyebrows, wrapped his body, and regarded all obstacles as if they were unmistakable, boom, rushed out of the blood cloud, and then brutally crashed into the front, and after getting out of the crypt, he soared into the sky, and flew away without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only the sound of the dragon's groan.

Not long after he left, he was knocked into the ravine, and a huge spiritual power from nowhere poured in, straight into the crypt.

At the same time, as if fueling the fire, all the spiritual opportunities here flowed suddenly, booming, and more than twice as fast.

Baili Qingyin was stunned at first, and then suddenly looked towards the sky, with a hint of ecstasy in his eyes, "Is it luck in me?"

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