In a core secret realm in the Blood Refining Valley, a young man covered in black air looked extremely angry and looked at a figure shining with blue light in front of him.

"Who are you? The Spirit-Cultivation Clan, without demonic energy, not the one from the Ten Thousand Demon Forest, when will the sixth Spirit-Cultivation Cultivation Cultivation in Nanlin Land have?"

The blue figure opposite was obviously using some method. The blue light fluctuated all over his body, and he couldn't see his true appearance at all.

"Haha, I actually met the famous elder Qingwuzi. Although he was just an incarnation, he was still lucky in his three lives. Once the blood refining valley ban was broken, the treasures inside were originally occupied by those who could do it. This rule was also determined by the three old guys himself. Why? I was so angry that I was so embarrassed and angry now!"

The young man opposite was the green elder who had previously talked to the high priest of the dealer and others in the sky above the Blood Refining Valley.

"snort!"

When Qing Wuzi heard the other party's words, she laughed furiously. When her wrist moved, countless blue-black gases rolled in waves, and instantly turned into more than ten black dragons and bit towards the blue figure opposite.

"Elder Qing, don't be angry. Your three major countries have all taken the lead and appointed so many monks to enter the secret realm to compete in advance. Isn't it enough? Is it enough to leave some for us to have some way to survive?"

Although the blue figure spoke lightly, he saw the black dragon circling and rolled dozens of corpses below into ashes, and became obviously afraid. He flashed left and right so that he didn't want the black spiritual power to touch him.

Suddenly, Qingwuzi and the blue figure stopped and stared at a silver light soaring into the sky not far away.

Qing Wuzi's pupils suddenly shrank, and immediately rushed towards the sky-summing silver light like teleportation.

The blue figure next to him was not slow either, and rushed towards the silver light almost at the same time.

After Qingwuzi and the blue figure walked out, several powerful monks flew away one after another. However, after seeing Qingwuzi and the blue figure killing more than a dozen monks approaching in an instant, no one dared to step forward.

However, there are still a large number of people gathering more and more, looking at them from afar.

"snort!"

Qingwuzi and the blue figure saw the monks around who were watching but not daring to step forward, and snorted coldly at the same time.

If it weren't for the secret treasure that was about to be born, the two of them had already taken action at this distance.

Under Qing Wuzi's tight eyes, the silver light that soared into the sky condensed sharply.

It seemed like the silver spiritual power that had just soared out of the sky flew back sharply, and a ring with a slightly silver light flashing floated out of the air.

As soon as it appeared, a white spiritual power fell from the sky and hovered down into the ring.

The ring immediately flashed, and turned around and turned into a crystal white appearance. The illusory shadow of a small sword hovered around the ring.

Although the blue figure could not see the expression, he was obviously excited to see the fluctuations of his spiritual power all over his body.

"Hongmeng Divine Light!"

When Qing Wuzi saw the white light, she was already crazy.

The moment the little sword floating shadow appeared, dozens of spiritual talismans shot out from Qingwuzi's body and rushed in all directions.

Among them, more than half of the inspiration was flying towards the blue figure next to it.

"wishful thinking!"

The blue figure roared and fired countless blue water waves towards the spirit explosions.

At the same time, his spiritual power increased greatly, and he carried the power of countless talisman explosions on his face and rushed towards the ring.

However, those talismans were extremely powerful and blocked his movements for a moment, and were snatched in front by Qingwuzi.

The moment Qing Wuzi reached out to grab the ring, a look of pain suddenly came from her face.

However, the pain was quickly covered by the madness.

For a few moments, Qing Wuzi grabbed the ring and disappeared under the blue shadow's nose.

"snort!"

The blue figure snorted coldly, and several spiritual techniques were shot out, and water curtains flashed out, blocking countless spiritual explosions.

The next moment, he chased Qingwuzi.

But just as he hadn't flew far away, he immediately stopped on the spot, raised his head, and stared at the sky.

Not only the blue figure, but all the monks in the Blood Refining Valley looked up at almost the same time.

Next to a palace, Qingwuzi also appeared, looking up at the sky with a horror.

A shocking roar fell, and countless thunders fell from the sky and fell straight into the air.

Then, the space that was struck by lightning quickly collapsed like a mirror rupture, and a huge statue of god flew out from the place where the space was shattered.

The spirit light flashed on the statue, sometimes the white light flashed extremely holy, like a god and Buddha savior, sometimes with black light entangled, cold and depressed, like a ghostly evil god.

Whether it is the gods and Buddhas who save the world or the evil gods of the Netherworld, all the monks in the Blood Refining Valley only have a feeling in their hearts.

Fear, fear of death coming.

Seeing this, Qingwuzi looked surprised and suddenly vomited a mouthful of black blood.

The black blood gathered but did not dissipate, turning into a ball of blood mist that wrapped around him and disappeared in an instant.

A shocking roar came out of the statue's body, and the black thunder fell from the sky and flew straight into the direction of Qingwuzi.

A scream came out, and only half of the body left fell from the air.

During the fall, its remaining body was still internalized into ashes in tiny black electric lights.

A white-glittered ring flew upwards.

The ring circled the statue twice, then broke down and turned into a ball of white light, and drilled into the forehead of the statue.

But the statue let out an even more angry roar, and several black runes condensed.

Each rune broke as soon as it condensed, and at the same time, countless black tentacles flew over all directions like teleportation.

On the other side, Zhuang Yu, who was far away, felt a little relieved when he looked at the hills in front of him.

After passing this mountain, you completely leave the scope of the Blood Refining Valley, and there should be no more danger.

He even passed by this disaster safely.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yu accelerated his escape.

Suddenly, a black tentacle appeared through the air and passed directly through his chest.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuang Yu disappeared in a ball of black air.

When he recovered and looked at him calmly, his face looked shocked.

There was a huge statue of god in the air, with a huge face that was extremely exaggerated, and a head occupied almost half of his entire body.

Countless black tentacles stretched out above the statue, and there was a monk struggling hard within each tentacle.

To his expectations, not far away, Mr. Kui's face was also shocked and was torn to pieces by a black tentacle.

There are dark clouds in the sky, and colorful lights appear and appear.

The statue let out a crazy roar, which shocked Zhuang Yu's sea of ​​consciousness and felt numb.

Suddenly, the phantom spiritual pendant in his dantian suddenly fluctuated, and an extremely strange aura suddenly locked on him.
Chapter completed!