Bai Zeyu suddenly opened his mouth and squirted, and a large red glow suddenly enveloped the blood-colored monster.

The roaring glow rolled, forming a small red gourd, which immediately sucked the blood-colored monster into it. Then, with a long sleeve, it immediately disappeared without a trace.

In fact, everything was just a method of covering up Bai Zeyu. The blood-colored monster was shrouded in the light of the Red Fire Seal and could not move at all.

This is an extremely rare material. Even if you cannot gain anything from it, there will always be people who are interested in it.

A flash of light flashed, and Qin Tairan fell beside the people.

"Now is not the time to speak sarcastic. The situation is now critical, so we can only gather all the monks to fight hard and completely destroy the blood pool."

Qin Tairan's voice was like a bell, even overshadowing the sound of waves from the sea of ​​blood.

Even the boy in white nodded subconsciously.

Most of the unharmed monks followed Qin Tairan's call and landed behind each other, but three or four people looked hesitant and stayed in the sky without falling. It was obviously because of the series of methods made by the fallen people and were unwilling to join such dangerous battles.

"A group of rats! If I know their origins, they will definitely be made public and let the monks in the world know their true faces!"

Qin Tairan whispered, too lazy to try to persuade him, but his words were filled with hints and warnings, which made the many monks behind him feel in their hearts.

When encountering the iron law of the fallen ones, there are not many monks who dare to violate it in full view of the public.

Qin Tairan suddenly raised the dragon-patterned sword in his hand and waved it. Two crystal lights of swords shot towards the blood dragon turtle in the sea of ​​blood.

Seeing Qin Tairan taking action, the monks behind were immediately excited and used their own methods.                                                      

The blood dragon turtle gently turned its body and immediately faced the cultivators with the tortoise shell on its back.

The blood-colored rays on the tortoise shell condensed, and countless runes as beautiful as blood appeared in it.

Qin Tairan's sword light first contacted the tortoise shell blood shield, and the two suddenly burst into dazzling light and violent fluctuations. Then, a colorful attack completely submerged the entire tortoise shell.

However, when all the light and explosions were completely calm, only some inconspicuous damage was left on the tortoise shell. As the blood flowed, it was constantly repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it returned to its original state in a blink of an eye.

Everyone could not help but take a breath when they saw this scene.

"What a terrible defense!"

This was the attacks of nearly hundreds of foundation-building monks fell at the same time. Even the real Nascent Soul monks would choose to avoid their sharp edge in the face of such overwhelming attacks. However, they returned in vain under the defense of the huge tortoise shell, which immediately made the morale of all monks declining.

"Stop the Blood Dragon Turtle for the time being, and send people to destroy the imitation of the Blood Demon God Cauldron. Without the blessing of the Sea of ​​Blood, our strength will definitely be greatly reduced and we will be removed by joining hands."

As soon as the masked woman finished speaking, she saw the blood dragon turtle suddenly opened her mouth, revealing a mouth full of fangs. A blood-red and hot blood-colored halo spurted out from her mouth, and suddenly burst out with light, just like the sunset, reflecting all the monks in red, and pulling out an extremely long figure behind her.

"careful!"

Seeing the huge momentum, the cultivators immediately stopped caring about the masked girl's proposal and used their own methods. The colorful defensive light suddenly lit up.

The blood dragon turtle opened its eyes, and the ruthless target as red as amber swept across the many monks in front of him. Then, a bloody energy soared into the sky from the blood-colored halo, like the fire of the sky, showing a domineering and strange aura.

"cut!"

Among all, Qin Tairan was still fighting like fire, and he gave up his defense completely. His whole body shook and had already appeared diagonally above the blood-colored halo. The long dragon-patterned sword in his hand turned into a hook moon, and with the momentum of slashing Huashan Mountain, he slashed straight towards the blood-colored halo.

"Bang!"

I saw the blood-colored halo split into pieces, turning into seven blood fogs and bursting open. The huge shock wave hit Qin Tairan, and immediately blasted him backwards.

The blood mist of the air was constantly twisted and transformed, turning into seven blood-colored figures, with their faces and clothes, and everything was lifelike.

“That’s…”

After seeing the faces of the blood-colored figures, many people's pupils shrank at the same time.

Those faces that emerged were the same as some monks who had been parasitized by bloodshot not long ago. Except for the blood-infrared eyes, both appearance and mental fluctuations were the same.

On the contrary, there have been great changes in cultivation. The originally uneven strength now exudes the level of foundation building.

"The arrival of a great saint will make the old world of cultivation a real land of great harmony. As long as you convert to the saints and infused with blood and energy, your cultivation will inevitably make rapid progress. Not only will it be possible to cultivate the Nascent Soul without any effort, but it will even advance to become a god and live forever."

A voice full of temptation floated from all directions. Many monks could not tell where the sound owner was.

Moreover, as if in order to enhance the persuasion of his own words, seven blood lights gushed up from the sea of ​​blood below and fell on the blood-colored figure. Suddenly, countless blood-red runes the size of ant flickered on the skin, and their breath surged. Although they were still a distance away from the Golden Pill, they were already far beyond the cultivation of ordinary cultivators who had perfect foundation building.

Many monks showed a hint of heart-warming expression on their faces.

This temptation that the cultivation level of the instant increase without hard practice is really unparalleled for the monks. Even though most of the monks present are prides of heaven, they dare not pat their chests to ensure that they will definitely be able to advance to the Nascent Soul.

"Who is your lord? If this is true, why don't you show up and see me? How can you believe your words?"

The masked woman suddenly spoke loudly, and a crisp sound suddenly spread around.

"Why, the seventh princess of the Jiaolong clan also wants to join the embrace of a saint like your brother and transform into a blood dragon body? If you really have the will, then take off the golden elixir head next to you, which will definitely make your wish come true."

The masked girl suddenly burst out with a strong magical fluctuation. When she raised her right hand, a blue thunder had already floated in her palm.

"Fellow Taoist, don't listen to the other party's slander..."

After Qin Tairan's loud persuasion, the blue thunder suddenly stretched and turned into a spear with constant thunder, shot out without warning, flashed past Qin Tairan and landed in a void more than ten feet away.

As the thunder exploded, a blood shadow emerged from the void.
Chapter completed!