The leader immediately stopped in mid-air and wanted to confront Wang Jie, but Wang Jie's speed increased and he seemed to really want to confront the leader head-on.

The leader's expression changed, he made a secret in his hand, and the flames around his body turned into a lotus, spinning and defending like a wheel.

Unexpectedly, when he was about to collide with Wang Jie, Wang Jie suddenly stopped in mid-air, an arm's length away from the leader. The blue flames around him intertwined with the leader's flames, devouring each other.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see that the leader's flames clearly have the upper hand, and if the stalemate continues, they will be devoured by Wang Jie's fire.

"Go away!" the leader shouted, and a staff quickly came out of his hand and stabbed towards Wang Jie. Wang Jie tilted his head and just missed it.

Just hearing the sound of the iron ring colliding with the staff, Wang Jie and the leader fell into a blood-red world. Everything in the world was bloodthirsty, only Wang Jie and the leader remained normal. At the same time, the flames on the two of them could not

Surviving in this blood, they all got back into their own bodies.

"It turns out that Master Mandala specializes in blood magic. No wonder the ordinary Nascent Soul is no match in the later stage. Every time he casts a spell, it consumes a lot of money!" Wang Jie sneered.

The leader narrowed his eyes, and a blurry figure appeared ten feet away: "Are you in the same group as that old man?"

"You don't care who I am with, what I want to do is my business, but if you want to stop it, you have to show your ability."

"Okay, please give me some advice!" The leader roared, and the hat on his head immediately flew out, and his hair swayed in the wind.

I saw him sitting cross-legged in the air, holding his Zen staff horizontally in front of him, and muttering something in his mouth.

A stream of light flashed in Wang Jie's pupils, and he found that the leader was wrapped in a mass of blood mist. If he took action rashly at this time, he would probably get caught in his trap. Just as Wang Jie was thinking about it, two bloody eyes suddenly opened.

, a bloody beast appeared in front of Wang Jie.

And the location of the leader is the heart of the blood beast!

The strength of this son who was originally in the late Yuanying stage suddenly increased sharply, reaching the peak of Yuanying. Although it is not as good as the original Monkey Demon Thousand Years, it is still not something that ordinary late Yuanying monks can compete with.

The giant beast opened its mouth and bit at Wang Jie. Such a huge mouth made people feel frightened. Wang Jie shook his head: "If I still have the power of Heisha, killing you would be like crushing an ant."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Jie struck up and down with his palms, and a transparent light shield appeared out of thin air, just touching the upper and lower jaws of the blood beast. Wang Jie felt his arms go numb and barely resisted: "This blood beast is worse than I thought.

You must be powerful. With this beast, your strength is enough to catch up with me by 30%!"

The leader's expression changed, not only because of Wang Jie's attack from the blood beast, but also because of what Wang Jie said: "Okay, let's see your true strength."

Then there was a roar from the blood beast's throat, and a column of blood as thin as a little finger came out of it, and its target was Wang Jie.

Wang Jie's pupils shrank. If this blow hit him, even the late Nascent Soul's body would be pierced, and it could even hurt the Nascent Soul. Wang Jie did not dare to be careless, and a black skeleton as big as himself drilled out of his body.

He held an evil ghost shield condensed with evil energy and stood in front of Wang Jie.

The bloody light flashed past, and Wang Jie was unscathed. The blood pillar penetrated the shield and the skeleton, consuming 80% of its power. When it fell on Wang Jie, it was limp and powerless, as if scratching an itch.

"What?" Two consecutive killing moves were easily resolved by Wang Jie. The leader's expression changed drastically, and his originally dark face suddenly turned pale after losing too much blood.

Wang Jie smiled: "Your blood skills are very powerful! How many blood-replenishing genius treasures do you need to take every day?"

After saying this, Wang Jie's eyes turned blood red, and three ink-colored skeletons came out from behind and pressed against the bloody beast's mouth. Wang Jie slowly lowered his hand and flew out of the mouth: "It's my turn!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a scroll flew out of Wang Jie's sleeve, with a portrait of the leader painted on it. As soon as Wang Jie cast a spell, a blue-purple thunder and lightning as thick as an arm suddenly fell from the sky, and its power was several times more powerful than the blood pillar.

The leader looked up at the thunder and lightning, and his already pale face became even paler. He quickly threw away his Zen staff, took out a scroll from the storage ring, and suddenly opened it.

As soon as the leader Fang abandoned the Zen staff, the blood beast and the surrounding blood disappeared immediately. Only a Bagua array appeared above its head, which looked really extraordinary.

"The defensive magic weapon of Tianshu Kingdom?" Wang Jie could tell at a glance.

Blue-purple thunder and lightning fell from the sky and landed on the Bagua formation. As expected, it was blocked. Wang Jie felt as if the power of the thunder and lightning was contained by a soft force.

When the attack failed, the leader breathed a sigh of relief, and then pointed Bagua at Wang Jie in the distance, and blue-purple lightning emerged from it again and headed towards him.

"So it turns out I can return it? That's great!"

Wang Jie's body was filled with thunder and lightning power, and he easily absorbed the blow into his body.

The leader knew that Wang Jie was powerful, so he didn't care about the Zen staff on the ground, and turned into a streak of blood and fled towards the distance.

"Why are you running?" The blood in Wang Jie's eyes flashed, and he also turned into a bloody light and chased after him, several times faster than the leader. Seeing that Wang Jie caught up with him so easily, the leader's face turned ashen: "You too

Practicing blood magic?"

"Yes, I'm not as good at using it as you are, why don't you teach me your blood technique?"

"I have no enmity with you, why should I kill you?"

"I didn't say I wanted to kill you, I just like your blood skills."

"Leave it to Your Excellency!"

After speaking, the man threw a jade slip without hesitation, Wang Jie caught it, and then stopped chasing. Watching the Pope go away, Wang Jie shook his head: "You still have to get used to the post-Nascent Soul stage.

With my strength, I can no longer regard myself as a god."

...

"Dad! Dad"

Mu Xiaofeng found the old man surnamed Mu and others who were fighting with those great cultists: "Dad, there's no need to fight, I'm out!"

Seeing this, everyone immediately stopped. Old Mu was overjoyed and stepped forward to hug Mu Xiaofeng: "Feng'er, weren't you imprisoned? The leader released you?"

Those believers immediately retreated and said to one believer: "Where is the leader? Go find the leader quickly!"

"No, dad, it was a Tianshu man who released me!"

"Tianshu people?" Old Man Mu frowned and looked back at the people behind him. There were many people there: "Where is that person now?"

"I fought with the Pope, and I didn't know..."

Just as he was talking, he saw Wang Jie flying slowly from the horizon. Wang Jie looked helpless and threw away the jade slip given by the leader: "What a useless skill!"

"Fellow Daoist Wang! Friend Daoist Wang!"

Wang Jie glanced at Mu Xiaofeng below: "Congratulations to Miss Mu for meeting your father-in-law!" Even so, Wang Jie's escape speed did not slow down at all, and he disappeared from the horizon in the blink of an eye.

Old Man Mu raised his head and looked at Wang Jie: "Who is this person?"
Chapter completed!