"Hmph, then try it!" The blood-shadow giant said buzzingly, then his hands like a stone gate were folded in the middle, and each pinched a special magic trick. A series of dark blood-colored patterns appeared on its body surface, intertwined, forming a unique array pattern.

With the activation of the Blood Shadow Giant, the dirty altar under its feet slowly soared into the air, and a large amount of blood and energy were gushing out, forming a hundred and tentacles of giant tentacles, dancing wildly, some of which were like the twitching tentacles of a multi-clawed cuttlefish.

These tentacles are all physical and seem to have extremely powerful power. Every twitching, with a rumbling sound of breaking through the air, gently touching it, directly cutting off the top of a mountain. The surface is filled with blood vessels like dragons, flowing with dirty and evil spirits.

"This kind of blood sacrifice weapon is really rare in the world!" The scholar looked here, his face moved, but he was not nervous. He just turned his hand gently, and the blue mountain holding the center of his palm gradually became brighter and his breath became heavier.

"Hmph, look!" The blood-shadow giant stared at the scholar, laughed a few times, jumped up without hesitation, and rushed towards the scholar in the sky.

"Overbial power!" The scholar mocked him faintly, threw it gently, and the blue mountain in the palm of his hand was thrown out, turning to the blood-shadow giant rushing downwards.

The scholar's methods were so amazing that he had completely passed the Nascent Soul stage, but the Blood Shadow Giant was not afraid at all, and he looked quite confident. He even took the initiative to attack. His own momentum was also very loud. Logically speaking, even if he could not stop the scholar's attack, he should be able to compete with one or two. However, the next situation surprised everyone present. The Blood Shadow Giant and the Blue Giant Peak were directly smashed and could not even breathe.

After the blood shadow giant was smashed, it exploded into a blood mist in the sky. Before it could dissipate, it was melted by the spiritual light surging from the blue peak, as if boiling oil was poured into the white snow.

The huge blue peak shook slightly, and a majestic wave of air appeared, melting all the blood and energy around it, making the sky clear again.

The Blood Shadow Giant was very aggressive, but under the scholar's hands, he couldn't even breathe and was directly smashed!

After the scholar smashed the Blood Shadow Giant, he was not happy, but frowned slightly, turned his head silently, and glanced at the surroundings, but nothing appeared, which surprised him a little.

The scholar did not find the trace of the ancient demon of Chifeng for a moment, but the scholar did not give up. Instead, he slid his forehead and released his huge spiritual power. He was like waves slamming against the reefs, and went towards his favorites around him for fifty or sixty miles before he took the initiative to stop and searched inch by inch.

The scholar discovered that the peak of the Master of Shengxing Sect, and then passed through the already half-dead formation as if nothing had happened, explored it inside, and continued to search for the ancient Red Wind Demon. When his mental power covered the edge of the girl in black skirt, his face suddenly changed. He shouted loudly: "You dare!" and grabbed it directly at this side.

"Hehe, it's too late!" A blood-colored figure appeared behind Han Ming and the girl in black dress, and two blood-red tentacles were poked out, and they drilled down at Han Ming and Concubine Wei.

The escape technique of the blood-colored figure sneaking was too powerful, which made the girl in black dress and Han Ming completely unaware of it. It was not until it appeared that the two suddenly realized that it was too late. The two blood-colored tentacles had already reached behind them.

The first tentacle first hit behind the girl in black dress, easily broke her shield, and then continued to move forward and tied her directly. But as soon as she touched her dress, she was blocked by a very spiritual light black talisman.

The light black talisman flashed slightly, and turned into a hundred mysterious ancient characters. It flew gently and hooked into a light black chain, wrapped around the blood tentacle. Then it pulled back and smashed the blood tentacle directly.

After the light black chain shattered the blood tentacle, it seemed that its power was exhausted and it disappeared in a slight flash. However, although such a protective treasure was destroyed, it saved the master's life and was not a waste.

On the other side, the blood shadow appeared too suddenly. Han Ming had no time to use the molten gold body or Luohu body. He only heard a "puchi." With a sound, Han Ming lowered his head and saw a tentacle still twitching from his heart, with his own blood dripping from his end.

He was taken out by a blow and felt cold. Han Ming's mouth suddenly felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood surged into his throat and was about to spurt out, but he was held back and was extremely shocked, and instantly activated the molten gold body and Luohu body.

After taking Han Ming's chest from behind, Chi Feng, who temporarily built a body with the help of the Ten Thousand Spirit Blood Altar, was stunned for a moment because it did not pierce through the little thief's heart, and only took out his lung leaves.

Although I don’t know why I didn’t take my heart out, the ancient Demon Chifeng was not in a hurry. He slashed his tentacles and shattered Han Ming’s body directly, and cast a spell to imprison his soul. Anyway, there is a soul there, and it’s just a soul that it wants to know, just search for a soul.

But the ancient Red Wind Demon shook his tentacles, but it did not shatter the human race hanging on its arm. Instead, its tentacle was locked and could not be taken back for a while, so he could only let the human race continue to hang on it.

When he was worn in the blood tentacle, Han Ming was thrown around, like a boat in the storm of storms on the sea. The blood was gushing wildly, but he forced himself to hold on and hold the end of the blood tentacle firmly with both hands so that he would not be shattered by the blood tentacle.

He was thrown from the left to the right and then from the right to the mountain wall. Han Ming's entire body of magic power was shattered and could not be condensed at all. He could not use his means to cut off the tentacles. He had almost no power to fight back. He could only force his body to resist and resist tightly.

The girl in black dress, who was pulled away by another tentacle not far away, had no injuries, and her face changed drastically when she saw this scene. She raised her arms without thinking and threw out a blue sword.

The blue long sword lingering with the thunder arc flashed slightly, crossing dozens of feet, slashing towards the blood-colored tentacles.

On the other side, Qiao Yushan and a group of people also changed their expressions. At the same time, they slapped the storage bag and threw out dozens of ancient treasures. They attacked the blood tentacles that were constantly waving, but before they even got closer, they were swept down by the tentacles like giant pythons.

Among the attacks, only the blue thunder sword in the girl in the black skirt and the golden Buddhist beads in Qiao Yushan had some effects, which could consume the blood and energy on the blood tentacles. However, behind the blood tentacle, there was the incredibly powerful blood sacrifice tool of the Ten Thousand Spirits Blood Altar as the source. The blue thunder sword and golden Buddhist beads consumed, and it was replenished in an instant.

On the other hand, Yu Yanxian saw that the attacks of everyone were invalid and Han Ming was dying again. In an urgent situation, he didn't have time to think about it. After shouting, "Senior Brother Han" actually jumped up, and his whole body instantly turned into a misty cloud and rushed towards Han Ming.

"Hmph, I overestimate myself and want to die to fulfill you!" The blood-red ancient demon, Chifeng, sneered, and gently pointed at the blood-colored tentacles. The tentacles tumbling around them, like a dragon waving its tail, sweeping directly at the smoke transformed by Yu Yan's.

Yu Yan was only in the early stage of forming pills. Even if the skills he practiced were special, he had some origins. He could turn into clouds and smoke and invisible, but how could he take the attack of the ancient Red Wind Demon who never got down from the great monk? If he got hit this time, he would probably have a great chance of being directly broken and dying on the spot.

Although Han Ming, who was nailed to the tentacles, could not resist, he could sense the situation around him. In an emergency, he growled, "Hurry Chun'er!"

"It's time to activate, young master!" A voice that was also somewhat anxious sounded in Han Ming's mind, and then a blood-red, evil-filled little gourd flew out of Han Ming's tines, aiming his mouth at the tentacles.

"Cover!" Chun'er's voice came from the Yin Bag again, and then the Blood Evil Gour turned gently, and a strange suction and pulling force came from the gourd's mouth, covering the blood tentacles that were more than ten feet long.

The blood tentacle was like a pile of sand hit by the waves, and it began to dissipate directly. A large amount of blood energy decomposed from the tentacles and poured into the blood evil gourd. The body of the tentacles was fading quickly.

Before the tentacles were drawn into the smoke transformed by Yu Yan's scattered, they completely dispersed. Han Ming above them was thrown out because of the tentacles, and directly crashed into the mountain in the distance.

Han Ming was flying in the direction of the girl in black dress. She was quick-eyed and her hands were raised gently, and she pulled Han Ming down to avoid hitting the mountain and being shaken.

Han Ming had just fallen down, and his eyes burst out with green light. He stared at the direction of the ancient demon of Chifeng. After he saw the other side clearly, his face suddenly changed. He shouted "Be careful!" and directly hugged the girl in the black dress and threw her out.

"Moo!" Han Ming roared, and a trace of black demonic energy flashed deep in his eyes, even making the situation of Qingblind Heavenly Jue fade. His whole body was once again covered with red and golden scales.

Each of his four arms held a small blue monument. Han Ming did not care about the injuries in his heart and pounded the ancient demon Chifeng who was flashing over with all his strength. In an instant, several layers of scales on his four arms collapsed, and the broken bones directly pierced the flesh and blood, revealing it outside.

As the body collided, Han Ming, who had all his strength to activate the molten gold body and Luohu's body, was at a disadvantage. He was punched by the ancient Red Wind Demon, and later he caught up with the girl in black dress who was thrown out by him. The two flew away together.

The girl in black dress raised her magic power and swung a light of inspiration to cover Han Ming, and flew away without hesitation.

A punch just broke the opponent's four arms, rather than directly smashing the opponent into meat paste. This surprised the ancient demon Chifeng, so he moved his feet and chased forward. But at this moment, a giant palm of more than ten feet hit it head-on. Everything just seemed to be a long time, but it was all born in lightning. In a flash, the scholar's rescue finally arrived.

"You are looking for death, but you dare to act fiercely!" The scholar burst into tears, and a terrifying aura burst out. Whether it is the Nascent Soul Stage or the Jindan Stage, human monks around him felt like a kite with broken strings, swaying in the wind and rain, floating in the air, and unable to control themselves.

The ancient demon of Chifeng attacked the girl in black skirt, which made the scholar angry. He ignored the constraints of the energy of heaven and earth and planned to use sharp means. He wanted to talk about "The Second World Immortal and Mortal Dao" with more like-minded people, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a friend~

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