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"Ah—" screamed.
Feng Qi was stunned, then his eyes were filled with blood and he shouted wildly: "No--"
I saw Liuxun twisting his body, blocking Fengqi's back, and the red tail hook was stalked hard on the Liuxun vest.
Feng Ji twitched the corners of his mouth, blood and tears surging in his eyes, staining the entire gauze dress, "Why? Why?" asked murmured.
"Strange fool--" Liu Xu said lightly, "Since I saw you the first time I saw you, I felt like you were a fool--"
"I am a fool - I am -" Feng Qi has never been moved by a person, ten thousand years ago, and ten thousand years later, but today, at this moment, my heart is as soft as the wind.
Feng Ji had ignored the sudden appearance of blood behind him and no longer paid attention to his life and death. In his eyes, there was only one figure, that was her, willow catkins, willow catkins in the moon set in the city, and a casual female hero.
"Actually, I came here to see that idiot-" Feng Ji narrowed his eyes in grief and stroked Liuxu's chest. Blood and tears flowed through her chest, feeling the warm breath.[
"Hu" sounded, several figures appeared behind Feng Ji's back, but a few people were knocked away immediately, with only the Golden Spear, Lei Hu and Yan Hao blocking the attack of the Red Blood Evil Spirit in front of them.
"Oh?" The Red Blood Evil Spirit looked at his hands, as if surprised, "I didn't expect that my cultivation level has reached this level now."
The Red Blood Evil Spirit was not worried about Leng Xiaoran at all, because he believed that he could kill Leng Xiaoran now and could control it at will.
"The person who wants to kill me-" Leng Xiaoran looked at the Red Blood Evil Spirit with cold eyes. The power of the world was like a god judging a demon, causing the Red Blood Evil Spirit to tremble all over, "This... cannot..."
However, Leng Xiaoran stood in his heart like a demon in the heart of the Red Blood Evil Spirit, suppressing the Red Blood Evil Spirit in mid-air.
Leng Xiaoran stood there, "You go quickly, I'll stop him." Leng Xiaoran left a sentence again.
"But--" Bai Ling'er looked at Leng Xiaoran hesitantly, but without waiting for Leng Xiaoran to say more, Bai Ling'er lowered her eyes, "I understand... Remember, your life is not just yours..."
Then more than a dozen people flew away immediately.
"Willow catkins--" Feng Qi looked at the beautiful girl in his arms with two lines of red tears, but found that the breath of Willow catkins became weaker and weaker, "Bai Ling'er--"
"Swish--" The light shrouded on Liu Xu's body, and Bai Ling'er's expression changed, "She..." Bai Ling'er couldn't continue because he saw Feng Ji's angry eyes were bloodshot and ferocious.
...
More than a dozen voices had left the desert of the Sea of Revenge. Leng Xiaoran stared at the gray-red voice in the air with a cold look. "If they stay together, you will be more likely to survive."
"Indeed, if they all stay here, the possibility of your death would be higher." Leng Xiaoran responded to the Red Blood Evil Spirit without hesitation.[
"Hmph." His mouth was still as hard as ever.
"It's not human things, it's that I will never understand what a human is." Leng Xiaoran shook his head slightly. The red blood evil spirit did not seem to be so anxious to cut Leng Xiaoran into pieces.
"Human?" The red blood evil spirit seemed to hear the most interesting joke, "Are people noble?"
Leng Xiaoran did not answer, but just looked at the Red Blood Evil Spirit coldly, "When the catastrophe comes, you are destined to be abandoned by this era."
"Hmph, my life is up to me, and I can't help it. Who else can control me now?" The Red Blood Evil Spirit said with great amusement when he looked at Leng Xiaoran.
"Silly Knowledge..." Leng Xiaoran shook his head slightly.
"Is that?" The evil spirit of red blood looked at Leng Xiaoran as if he was looking at the clown in the jumping beam. "Your life is very important to me, and the rest is not even a hair of yours..." As soon as he finished speaking, a blood light directly emerged from Leng Xiaoran's 360 acupoints, as if he wanted to kill Leng Xiaoran with one blow.
But Leng Xiaoran is not an ordinary person, and his cultivation in the Holy Spring has improved a lot. If Feng Ji had not been in such a bad state, otherwise the Ten Saint Sons' Formation could not kill the Red Blood Evil Spirit, it would be no problem to escape even if the Ten Saint Sons could not kill the Red Blood Evil Spirit.
Leng Xiaoran's body flashed and easily avoided 360 blood lights protruding, but the actions of the red blood evil spirit could not be avoided so simply. The 360 blood lights turned into one, and a sharp long sword slowly twisted in the air like a spiritual snake spitting a letter.
"This kind of cultivation..." Leng Xiaoran knew that the Red Blood Evil Spirit had not moved all its strength yet, but at this time it seemed that the cultivation level was not much weaker than the peak powerhouses in the Jianghu, and it was even more different from the Red Blood Evil Spirit before.
"Hmph——" The red blood evil spirit turned into blood mist, and the gray-red blood mist spread throughout the entire Sea of Resentment Desert in an instant.
There were no five fingers everywhere, Leng Xiaoran's eyes were still calm, his heart was still calm, and when his body turned, a blue light suddenly turned into a ray of ice and blocked his side and behind him.
"Zigla--" Jian Bing immediately turned into pieces, and Leng Xiaoran also felt a sharp blood prick piercing into his shoulder blades.
"Hehehe--" A strange laughter came to Leng Xiaoran's ears, and then dissipated.
Although the injury was not serious, there was a lot of blood invading the body. Leng Xiaoran could already feel that his arms could no longer move, and half of his body was numb.
"How is it?" asked the Red Blood Evil Spirit, "If you don't need to exert that power, you will die here in this life."
Leng Xiaoran frowned slightly, mobilizing the water in his body to expel the invading toxins, but Leng Xiaoran found that he didn't have much resistance, so he froze his arms after the cold air was full.
The blood light descended again, and it slashed across Leng Xiaoran's other half of the body like a sharp blade. Leng Xiaoran's body was like stepping on half a minute, and he avoided the attack one minute away from the Blood Light Man.
"It's true that he is the Holy Son of the Holy Clan--" The Red Blood Evil Spirit suddenly felt that he was not able to control Leng Xiaoran at will because of his significant improvement in his strength.
"As soon as you break through, you think of killing me, but you don't know that you don't have such strength yet." Leng Xiaoran taught the evil spirit of red blood as if she was growing.
"I didn't expect that your cultivation has also improved greatly, no wonder..." The Red Blood Evil Spirit underestimated Leng Xiaoran, "It's a pity that I will kill you today--" Now the Red Blood Evil Spirit has not integrated its power, so its strength is a little unsatisfactory.
"It's a pity that God will destiny to kill me..." Leng Xiaoran felt a slight twitch when she thought of her dead friend who came to Nanjiang. She was brutally killed by the evil spirit of red blood in front of Leng Xiaoran.
A trace of murderous intent slowly emerged in Leng Xiaoran's eyes, and the murderous intent appeared and no longer avoided it.
The azure blue light flashed from the hands, and the Phantom Spirit Sword and the real magic sword appeared a breath of demon-subduing and demon-removing the evil spirit, which made the red blood evil spirit feel even more uncomfortable.
"This?" The Red Blood Evil Spirit looked at the divine sword in Leng Xiaoran's hand in surprise and asked, "This is you..."
"You need to know already--" Leng Xiaoran's body had already come behind the Red Blood Evil Spirit, and stabbed into the bloody body with a sword.
"Damn it--" The gray-red body immediately turned into thousands of blood beads, but unfortunately, many blood beads immediately turned into blood mist and disappeared.
"How is that possible!! You actually obtained a magic weapon in southern Xinjiang--" The Red Blood Evil Spirit did not know that Leng Xiaoran had a innate magic weapon.
After all, the Phantom Spirit Sword is not a Holy Light Sword, and its ability to eliminate demons and demons is still slightly inferior, and with this little power, it is still a magic to kill the Red Blood Evil Spirit.
But Leng Xiaoran is not like using the aura of destruction many times. Although this power is extremely mysterious and powerful, the more powerful it is, the more powerful it often needs to be released. Although Leng Xiaoran is still not very clear, he understands that there is no free lunch in the world.
The red blood evil spirit's face flashed red, as if it was a phase of the world. His eyes were bloody and ferocious, as if he was making up his mind.
"It is rumored that when the Holy Son dies, the world will be in chaos. I want to see how chaotic it is..." The blood of the Red Blood Evil Spirit was boiling and said lightly: "If it weren't for you, I wouldn't want to expose all my strength so quickly." The Red Blood Evil Spirit's expression was quite helpless, but Leng Xiaoran's face suddenly turned pale. Only then did he realize that the Red Blood Evil Spirit had been sealing his power in the original source.
"I really didn't expect you to have reached this state..." Leng Xiaoran murmured, and the phantom spirit in his hand tightened even more.
"If I were given ten years, this China would be the thing in my pocket..." The blood light and gray air in the red blood evil spirit covered the body, just like the yin and yang energy, complementing each other and connecting the same energy.
A powerful force broke through the sky and completely enveloped the desert of resentment within thousands of miles.
"I didn't expect that his cultivation is no less than Yan Rulie..." Leng Xiaoran muttered to the Red Blood Evil Spirit, thinking that the Red Blood Evil Spirit was just reaching the peak.
The bloody light swept across Leng Xiaoran, and the gray aura wandered around Leng Xiaoran like a ghost.
The water light was agile, but it immediately turned into blood as soon as it entered the blood light. Leng Xiaoran's face darkened, knowing that he was no match for the Red Blood Evil Spirit at this moment.
If you want to escape, you will find that the road around you has disappeared. The blood-colored torrent directly eroded and melted the ten-mile road, leaving only where Leng Xiaoran stood.
"I know you are not simple. As a demon and ghost, we should not be against you. However, if I kill you, then my regret will be filled. Then it will be a thought to become a demon and become a saint." The evil spirit of red blood said outside with a sneer.-