Xiao Fan and Huang Tang finally entered the Blood Palace.
An extremely violent force rushed towards this side. If the two of them had not been very alert, they would not have been able to escape. Once hit by this force, no matter how smart they were, they would not be able to escape.
Any concealment technique may not be able to hold up and will be broken in an instant.
At that moment, Xiao Fan and Huang Tang hurriedly dodged and barely managed to avoid it.
"It's eldest brother..."
Huang Tang's voice sounded in Xiao Fan's ears.
Xiao Fan was quite familiar with the violent force just now. It was caused by Cang Qi who inspired the giant spirit to transform.
The two of them looked up and saw not far away, Cang Qi, who was several feet tall, wielding an iron octagonal hammer, shouting and fighting fiercely, his eyes were red, and there was an extremely obvious look of madness in his eyes. He had already fought with
The Lord of Linlang Mountain they usually knew was completely different.
Surprisingly, those facing Cang Qi were two small monsters, about the height of ordinary humans. They were waving two ribbon-shaped weapons and were fighting Cang Qi.
Judging from the aura, these two monsters also have the cultivation level of the early stage of transformation. Working together, they can barely fight with the monster beasts of the middle stage of transformation. Moreover, Cang Qi has already been injured, and his strength is far less than what he was at his peak.
Against the two small monsters that were good at escaping, every attack was like swatting mosquitoes with a plate, without any impact. Kong roared like thunder, but there was no good way to do it.
Xiao Fan just looked at Cang Qi briefly, then without saying a word, he leaned on the edge of the hall and slowly sneaked towards the depths of the hall.
Although Cang Qi could do nothing about the two small monsters for a while, it was difficult for the two monsters to cause him much harm.
The situation in the main hall was even more "lively" than they imagined.
Not far from Cangqi, Qianshanjun wielded a thick-backed machete and was fighting with a zombie several feet tall, covered in pus, blood and rotten flesh. The zombie was holding a gleaming guillotine, fighting head-on to attack.
In the attack, Qianshan Jun was actually put at a disadvantage. He attacked more and defended less. The zombies often attacked with three moves, and Qianshan Jun could only fight back with one move.
Xiao Fan secretly took a deep breath as he quietly explored the power of his spiritual thoughts.
This zombie actually has a spiritual power fluctuation that is no less than that of a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and its level is even higher than that of Qianshanjun. Of course, Qianshanjun is injured, which is also an important reason.
Which of the monsters that can kill all the way here can remain intact?
He, Xiao Fan, is relatively lucky, and his mana and true energy are seriously overdrawn. If it weren't for the large number of pills and spiritual stones that continuously replenish his spiritual power, he might not be able to hold on until now. Especially in Huang Tang's situation, it would be even worse.
, Xiao Fan had tried his best, but could only barely suppress the injuries in his body from reoccurring immediately. If he wanted to recover as before, he wouldn't have to rest for thirty or forty years, and there would be an endless supply of all kinds of tonic elixirs. It was a no brainer.
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Madam Qi, a woman in a red dress who is proficient in formations, and whom Xiao Fan has always paid close attention to, is fighting with a white skeleton. The white skeleton is holding a bone bow, and it is not fighting Madam Qi head-on.
Wandering around in the field, taking advantage of the opportunity to shoot an arrow from time to time, is enough to make people busy.
Madam Qi held a black soft whip in her hand and pursued the Yingbai Skeleton. She seemed to have the upper hand, but she was still unable to capture the Yingbai Skeleton in one fell swoop.
Sensing the aura of the skeleton again, Xiao Fan couldn't help but smile softly. He actually had a cultivation level in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. No wonder he could "play" like this, fight with Mrs. Qi, and even shoot an arrow at other monsters.
At this moment, there is no weak person who can fight with others in the Blood Palace.
In addition, there are five or six monsters in the transformation stage, fighting with their opponents.
Xiao Fan has seen all of these monsters. Although they are only in the early stage of transformation, most of them are in the peak state of the early stage, and they are all a little higher than Huang Tang's state. However, the other monster in the middle stage of transformation, Xiao
Fan didn't see it, so he thought something had happened to him and he had died.
This is also quite normal.
Those who fight against these transformed monsters are not mediocre. They are all monsters and ghosts with similar cultivation levels. The fight is inseparable and inextricable.
However, the most eye-catching thing is the "pair" in the center of the hall!
One of the parties fighting was the Lord of Cang Qiong Mountain, the only late-stage transformed monster that Xiao Fan had seen in so many years, Zhen Yue Shenjun!
At this moment, the God of Zhenyue is holding a shining silver mountain peak, emitting thousands of rays of light, majestic and majestic.
And his opponent is a two-foot-long black demonic wolf, with hair like iron and the roots standing on end. What is particularly eye-catching is that this demonic wolf has three heads, each of which is unusually clear.
.The head on the left spurted out streams of white light, while the head on the right spurted out streams of black mist. The white light and black mist intertwined, confronting the thousands of rays of light emitted by the mountain. It looked menacing, but it was on the defensive.
The largest wolf head in the middle of the demon wolf has its eyes closed, and there is a medium-sized wound in the middle of the forehead, which is particularly eye-catching.
This demon wolf was actually injured.
However, despite this, the aura of the demon wolf is still extremely powerful, and like the Lord Zhenyue, he is a super powerful person equivalent to the late stage of Nascent Soul.
Otherwise, he would not be a match for Zhen Yue Shenjun.
The battle situation in the main hall is in a stalemate. Although generally speaking, the monster side seems to have a certain upper hand, but it is still very early to completely defeat the opponent and obtain an overwhelming victory. The most critical thing is
Yes, it depends on whether the three demon wolves can withstand Zhenyue Shenjun
How long? After all, this sealed place is the home of their monsters and ghosts, and there are reinforcements that can be summoned. However, the monsters are at the end of their strength, and everyone who can fight is concentrated here. It is easy to say that this battle will be won in the end, but once it fails,
, then there will never be a day of recovery.
Everyone understands this truth, and Lord Zhenyue certainly knows it better. He immediately raised his left hand, and a dazzling red light flashed out, hitting the three demon wolves on the opposite side as fast as lightning.
Xiao Fan's eyes flashed with green light, and his celestial vision was operating to the extreme. He immediately saw clearly that it was a blood-red flying knife several inches long. It moved extremely quickly, and its target was the injured head among the three demon wolves.
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"Again?"
The three demon wolves roared loudly, and the roar was full of extreme anger. It seemed that they had suffered a big loss from this flying knife. They suddenly raised their front paws, and a shining black light shot towards the blood-red flying knife.
And go.
"laugh"
The red light and the black light collided together in an instant. With a soft sound, the black light was cut into two. The red light stopped for a moment and still slashed towards the middle head of the demon wolf. A flash of light flashed in the eyes of the three demon wolves.
Frightened, the originally closed eyes of the middle head suddenly opened, shining with blood-colored luster, and opened its mouth, and a stream of sour rotten blood suddenly spurted out, directly towards the bloody flying knife.
"Whoosh!"
The blood-colored flying knife seemed to be extremely afraid of the rotten blood. It turned rapidly in mid-air and suddenly flew back.
The three demon wolves sprayed rotten blood into the air, and did not launch a second attack. There was obvious pain and exhaustion in their blood-red eyes, and they quickly closed again, as if the blow just now,
It made him very strenuous and consumed a lot of real energy and mana.
Taking advantage of this moment, Zhenyue Shenjun suddenly raised his hand, and an extremely powerful magic power penetrated into the shining silver mountain peak. In an instant, the glory of the mountain peak dimmed, and suddenly became simple and unpretentious, appearing.
A miniature version of the original appearance of Cang Qiong Mountain, but at the same time, an extremely powerful and dangerous aura suddenly erupted from the mountain peak.
Even though they were far away from the edge of the hall, Xiao Fan and Huang Tang still felt their chests suffocate and felt the unusually heavy pressure.
The other Nascent Soul-level masters who were fighting in the main hall were also stunned. Many people stopped fighting and looked here.
The three demon wolves faced the Zhenyue God Lord, and naturally they felt the heaviest pressure. The two heads on the left and right suddenly raised their heads to the sky and roared. They jumped back and rolled on the spot, turning into a giant several feet tall.
There are three wolf heads, covered in black armor. The middle head opens its mouth and spits out a black ball, the size of a fist, which spins in front of the chests of the three demon wolves, exuding an extremely violent aura.
The three demon wolves muttered something in their mouths, and poured their true energy into the ball with both hands. The aura of the ball became stronger and stronger.
Even so, facing the silver peak of Zhenyue Shenjun, the injured old demon wolf didn't have much confidence. He couldn't help but buzzed: "Fellow Taoist Tianming, it's already this time, and you are still hiding in the blood."
Won’t Chi Zhong come out and help?”
To be honest, the three demon wolves were indeed a little scared when they faced off against the Lord Zhenyue.
Although he and Lord Zhenyue are both in the late stage of transformation and have similar realms. However, the magical skills practiced by Lord Zhenyue happen to have a certain restraint effect on his demonic skills. Moreover, Zhenyue Shenjun
The Lord of Gods also possesses several items of extraordinary power.
Among the extraordinary magic weapons, the blood-colored flying knife was particularly terrifying. Some time ago, without noticing, he fell into the trap and was injured by Zhenyue Shenjun, the natal magic weapon in the middle. If he hadn't seen the opportunity,
Come on, you will suffer a big loss that time.
These monsters all come from the outside world, and they must have prepared various treasures and methods against them. However, they are imprisoned in this sealed place, which not only greatly limits their cultivation progress, but also their abilities in the outside world.
He knows nothing about the Dharma and magic weapon, so it is reasonable for him to be restrained.
As a result, the three demon wolves naturally feared Lord Zhenyue.
"Fellow Taoist Wolf, please be patient. The refining of the Nine Yin Ring has reached the most critical point. Stopping at this time will be a waste of all previous efforts. How important is the Nine Yin Ring? There is no need to gossip, right? In any case, there is still time.
I would like to ask Fellow Daoist Wolf and fellow Daoists to hold on for a little longer..."
A calm voice came out from a large cloud of blood mist, but it was very calm.
Xiao Fan was shocked, and he quickly used his heavenly vision to look over there.
Just now I was only observing the battle situation in the main hall, but I didn't pay attention to the mystery hidden in the blood mist over there. (To be continued...)