The gray-robed demon clan's voice was extremely hoarse, as if it were scratched by old wood, which made people's hair stand on end.
However, he casually turned the blood essence into flames and crystal nuclei and took it in his hand, and said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, such strong and pure blood essence is really rare."
"Put it down, it's not your thing."
Lin Yanyan narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Haha, let it go? Then why not!?"
The gray-robed demon clan sneered.
"Then die!?"
Lin Yanyan's anger reached its peak, and he immediately shook his hand, whipped the sky with a whip, and whipped it out.
"The fighting power is not weak."
"But are you still my opponent now!?"
The gray-robed monster sneered and immediately turned around with a feather fan in his hand.
In an instant, sand and rocks were flying, and a black whirlwind wrapped in dark thunder suddenly swept out...
Bang!
The wind and fire stirred, there was an explosion, and the aftermath swept through the canyon.
Lin Yanyan groaned and retreated a hundred feet.
The sky above my back was torn apart again, and the pain was heartbreaking.
But Lin Yanyan gritted her teeth and didn't say a word.
And the gray-robed demon clan was also shaken out.
"Haha, I'm talking about old haters, but you can't do this either. You can't even suppress an injured banshee!?"
However, the storm dissipated, and silhouettes fell from the cliff one after another.
The talking demon was none other than the giant bear demon Kuisen.
And the saint Luan Yunlin also fell from the sky.
In an instant, hundreds of powerful demon clan men arrived, finally causing Lin Yanyan's expression to change.
She really didn't realize when she was surrounded by such a group of demon masters.
"Saint of the Luan tribe!?"
"Sister Yanyan, be careful, they are from the main city of Qingluan."
When the extremely banshee from Xuanmu City saw the hundreds of powerful demon clan men who had fallen down, they were immediately shocked.
Even one gray-robed demon clan left them helpless, and now there were so many of them.
"Holy girl, I am Kong Ling'er, the legitimate daughter of the Kong family, the lord of Xuanmu City. If the holy girl likes this blood essence, we will give it up. I just ask you to let us live."
The seriously injured banshee pleaded with blood all over her body.
"Haha, I didn't want to kill you little monsters..."
"Now that I have obtained the blood essence and crystal core, I can let you live."
"But the whip in your hand is pretty good, let's call it out too!"
The saint looked down at her with an unquestionable tone, as if she was ordering Lin Yanyan.
"Want my weapon?"
"I'm afraid you've thought too much. You can't take away this weapon, and you can't take away the blood either!"
Lin Yanyan never thought of giving up his blood and essence.
Even the saint girl of the Luan tribe can’t do it!
"Heh, I didn't expect you to be quite stubborn."
"Why, with your current appearance, do you deserve to be here, yelling at me, Luan Yunlin!?"
"Whoever dares to refuse what I like will be doomed!"
"Yanku Kuisen, kill them for me!"
Saint Qingluan was moody and immediately let out a arrogant snort, and the giant monster warrior rushed forward.
"Hey, there's no need for you to take action, I, Kuisen, am enough!"
As soon as the voice fell, Na Kuisen let out a bear roar that shook the canyon, and his fists smashed down like mountains.
"Hmm, stupid thing."
Lin Yanyan sneered, but did not use the long whip in his hand. He immediately raised his hand and met it with a palm.
Bang!
The fists and palms met, and Lin Yanyan retreated a hundred feet again, neutralizing it with one punch.
"hateful!"
Lin Yanyan's arms were trembling. If she hadn't been injured, and the battle with the blood spirit had transformed the demon tribe created by his demon-transforming secret technique, how could they have been pushed back by Kuisen!?
However, the punch failed, and Naguison looked a little embarrassed.
"Come again!"
This time, he pulled out an exaggerated black sledgehammer from behind, shot straight into the sky, and then exploded down, hitting Lin Yanyan.
"It's not over!?"
Lin Yanyan was also a little frightened and angry. He forcibly activated the secret technique of demon transformation. The long whip in his hand once again burst into raging fire, and the whip that locked the blood spirit scorpion swept out.
clang!
There was another explosion, and this time Lin Yanyan finally couldn't bear the huge force and flew backwards.
And Naguison was not much better, his armor was burned red, and there was a bloody whip mark on his face.
"Hehehe, Kuisen, you are such an idiot, and you still look down on me!?"
"Let me tell you, her wound just now has been contaminated with my black poison. If we count the time, she should be about to have an attack."
Yanku suddenly sneered.
Sure enough, Lin Yanyan, who had fallen to the ground, still wanted to get up, but suddenly there was a sharp pain all over his body, and black blood was already oozing from the wound on his back.
Lin Yanyan is poisoned!
"You two are useless. You killed a monster from Xuanmu City with such ink."
"Kill him quickly, we still have to compete with Luan Yunxiao for the blood of the Blood Lord!"
However, the Saint Qingluan was impatient.
"yes!"
Yanku nodded, his body moved like the wind, and in an instant, the black light flew towards Lin Yanyan like lightning.
At this time, Lin Yanyan had lost the energy to move, and no matter what, he would never be able to withstand the blow from Yanku.
"Haha, die!"
In the void, the feather fan in Yanku's hand contained dark wind and thunder, and it was about to fall.
Click!
However, at the moment when Yanku took action, the void collapsed, and a red flame shield appeared out of thin air, blocking the wind and thunder, and immediately after, a fire-colored halberd slashed from behind the fire shield, and in an instant
The feather fan was smashed into pieces by the wind and thunder, and was swept away by the huge force. Yanku could not avoid it, and screamed in agony before being chopped back.
puff!
A mouthful of black blood scattered in the sky of the canyon, and the slender Yanku rolled down at the feet of Saint Qingluan like a dog, almost half of his life gone.
"The majestic Saint Qingluan, leading more than a hundred demon masters to deal with a few demon juniors from Xuanmu City, really opened my eyes!"
Amidst the smoke and dust in the canyon, a teasing sneer shook the eardrums of the demons.
"Hmph, you're just pretending to be a ghost, let's see who's blind and wants to die!"
Saint Qingluan's face suddenly darkened, and with a wave of her green robe, she swept away all the smoke and dust in the canyon.
However, before the billowing smoke and dust subsided, a fiery red figure slowly walked out of it.
The red armor outlines this figure in an exquisite way, but with every step, the figure seems to be carrying the power of fire, spreading blazingly, making all the monsters feel a little thirsty.
But when their eyes focused on the figure that was gradually becoming clearer, they couldn't help but feel surprised.
Because they didn't even recognize this powerful monster from the demon clan who suddenly appeared.
This man was holding a slender halberd in his hand, and a red flame shield hung on his arm.
Standing in the canyon, a pair of fiery red eyes were full of fighting intent, but there was some disdain and a sneer on his face.