Gu Lingxing looked at Bai Yeheng impatiently. This person's pattern was small, and he was still thinking about other things at this time.
"Yes, it's not the time for internal strife."
Jun Liyue nodded in agreement, and rushed towards the bloody path full of unjust souls with the Tianyue Sword.
Bai Yeheng was blushed when the two women said it, and finally just glared at Zhang Yi fiercely, made a neck wiping at Zhang Yi, and then followed closely behind.
He knew that the two women were right, and now it is not the time to have internal conflicts. Only by working together can we break this bloody path.
After all, there are too many unjust souls on this bloody road, and their resentment and evil aura are growing in a geometric multiple. If you are not careful, you may be obsessed with it.
"Boom boom boom!"
For a moment, several people briefly gave up their prejudices and all kinds of methods came out together. Countless terrifying streams of light tilted down like a galaxy waterfall, continuously bombarding the bloody road.
Under a shocking sound, countless unjust souls fell into the blood path, but the evil spirits and resentment on the blood path became even stronger, and in the end it even evolved into swords and stabbed several people.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, Brother Shen and I will hold back these damn things. You can take advantage of this skill to go straight to the central area to destroy them!"
Fang Tiancheng held a Confucian Saint's pen in his hand and kept writing big words with rapid lethality, killing the wronged souls on the bloody road.
"Protection!"
"Speed!" #@$&
"powerful!"
Fang Tiancheng wrote three large golden characters in a continuous manner in the Sutra Saint pen, and the astronomy of the air spread. Then he waved his hand and three fonts with special power poured into Zhang Yi's body.
Fang Tiancheng did not expect anything from others. If he wanted to accomplish something, he had to rely on his own people.
In an instant, golden light shone on Zhang Yi's body, and endless literary energy gushed into his body. He also felt that both speed and strength were increasing rapidly, especially a golden literary energy protecting his body, as if he had taken a reassurance pill.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, leave the rest to us!"%&(&
Shen Wangu also controlled the Human Emperor Seal and urged.
Jun Liyue and others also noticed the movements of Zhang Yi and the others, but they just turned around and took a look, then angrily killed the resentment again, as if they had agreed to their actions.
Zhang Yi did not stop, and turned around and flew towards the central area. With the blessing of Fengyun Boots and Confucian speed, Zhang Yi's speed instantly surpassed Jun Jiyue.
The wronged souls on the bloody road seemed to have noticed Zhang Yi's intentions, and went crazy to break through Fang Tiancheng and the others' means to pounce on Zhang Yi, but in the end they were all suppressed.
You should know that this group of people is currently the strongest young generation in the ancient world!
In just a few breaths, Zhang Yi arrived in the central area, but saw a scene that he would never forget for life.
I saw a blood corpse hiding under the bloody road with its teeth and claws open, with no complete skin on its body, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.
"roar!"
The blood corpse raised its head, and its empty and bloodthirsty eyes suddenly burst out with murderous intent. With a roar, a fishy smell came out of its mouth, and it immediately turned into a bloody light and fought towards Zhang Yi.
The opponent's speed was too fast, so Zhang Yi could only block the Tianyang Sword in front of him, and at the same time wrapped his entire body with the Supreme Taoist robe, elevating his defense to the extreme.
“Buzz!”
A blood-colored palm print fell on the Tianyang Sword. The huge evil aura made Zhang Yi feel a little confused, and his eyes gradually became confused, as if he would be lost in it at any time.
"No, the evil aura on his body is too strong, it is completely different from those wronged souls!"
Zhang Yi felt that his body was slowly leaving his control, his eyes gradually turned red, and he thought to himself.
But at this moment, the destiny map in Zhang Yi's body suddenly vibrated, and it directly dissolved all the evil energy that poured into Zhang Yi's body, and Zhang Yi instantly regained his awakening.
A look of surprise flashed in the blood corpse's eyes, obviously a little surprised that Zhang Yi could recover so quickly, which also proved that he had spiritual intelligence.
"cut!"
Zhang Yi took advantage of the dazed blood corpse and slashed away with a sword, and the Zhiyang sword slashed towards the blood corpse like the scorching sun.
"Sharp!"
When the Yang Sword came into contact with the blood corpse that day, a fire flashed. The blood corpse was intact and did not even leave a trace on its body.
Zhang Yi frowned. The strength of the other party's body was beyond his imagination. "It is obvious that he only had the cultivation level of the early stage of the tribulation. How could the body be so strong? What kind of monster is this?"
"roar!"
Another roar, and the blood corpse raised its hand and slapped Zhang Yi with a huge blood-colored palm, carrying the rage of Burning Heaven, as if it was about to slap Zhang Yi with a palm.
"Ancient Supreme Fist!"
A strong fighting spirit emerged in Zhang Yi's eyes, urging the ancient supreme bones in his body to the extreme. The ancient supreme breath spread throughout his body, and a supreme figure appeared in the void and punched the blood-colored giant palm.
"Boom boom boom!"
Under a shocking roar, the Supreme Battlefield began to shake violently, and the surrounding voids were quickly shattered and reorganized. Zhang Yi and the blood corpse also retreated rapidly, but Zhang Yi obviously retreated further.
Such a big noise here has attracted the attention of others. When they saw the terrifying blood corpse, a look of fear flashed in their eyes. The terrifying evil aura on his body alone was enough to make people frightened.
Not to mention that terrifying strength.
"What's this? Fellow Daoist Zhang probably can't handle it alone, so he quickly gets out and helps him!"
This time, even Shen Wangu didn't know the origin of the blood corpse, but saw that the attack in his hand became even more fierce and he wanted to get out quickly.
The same is true for the other people, but the unjust souls stick to them like candy, and don’t give them a chance to escape from their blood.
"Zhang Yi, I wonder if you can kill this blood corpse with your strength."
Gu Lingxing looked at Zhang Yi meaningfully, but had no intention of interfering.
Jun Liyue just glanced at Zhang Yi and continued to deal with the wronged souls on the bloody road, and seemed to have no intention of interfering.
Bai Yeheng showed a gloating smile, "I didn't expect that this thing was hidden under the bloody road. This time, let this monster kill you first."
However, the tiger holy power was crazily bombarding the wronged souls around him, and his body surface was also filled with a trace of complex and mysterious runes. The strength of the body seemed to have been improved, just like a Vajra Arhat, madly trying to escape from the control of the wronged souls of the blood road.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, hold on, I will go and support you right away!"
Hu Shengwei has no friendship with Zhang Yi, but he thinks that Zhang Yi faces the blood corpse for them, so he can't sit idly by.