Su Zhao's attitude was very clear, let the blood demon kill people when he should, and set fire when he should, regardless of his attitude.
Although the Blood Demon also wanted to kill these six disciples of Shanhe Spring Pavilion, he still did not dare to act recklessly in front of this green-faced monster. The Blood Demon lowered his head and said: Sir, if you have practiced any bloodthirsty method, how can you practice it?
The soul technique can be used on these people. The villain will definitely help you protect your path.
When Xie Ting and others heard this, their expressions were extremely ugly. This green-faced monster seemed to be even more powerful than the Blood Demon. They had provoked the green-faced monster before, and if the green-faced monster came back for revenge, Xie Ting felt that he and the others would die here.
Completely dead!
Xie Ting secretly hated Yang Xianyan, and dared to encourage the Blood Demon to capture the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect. Not only did the disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect fail to be captured, but he also allowed the Blood Demon to bring an even more terrifying green-faced monster.
Xie Ting felt that even if the powerful elders of their Shanhe Spring Pavilion at the peak of the Dan Condensing Realm in Nanhuang Mountain took action personally, they would not be the opponents of the blood demon and the green-faced monster. Moreover, the elders in the sect also went after them.
Taoist Tianyi wants to take back the treasure of Demon King Pill!
Everything is finished.
Su Zhao shook his head, glanced at the extremely cautious disciples of Shanhe Spring Pavilion, and laughed. The originally ferocious green face became even more terrifying because of Su Zhao's smile, like evil ghosts from the netherworld. Su Zhao said: These juniors
They are just in the Taoist realm. Even if they all kill the souls and suck the blood, it won't be enough for me to improve my cultivation even a little bit. They are like waste and useless to me.
The Blood Demon couldn't guess what Su Zhao meant, and he didn't dare to take action. He just stood beside Su Zhao blankly, trying to see if Su Zhao really wouldn't kill the disciples of Shanhe Spring Pavilion, or was still being polite to him.
Su Zhao stood quietly, thinking about a way to escape. Su Zhao knew that the Blood Demon would not leave him, but Su Zhao needed a sufficient reason to leave the Blood Demon and the others.
As for the disciples of Shanhe Chunge, Su Zhao has no intention of rescuing them. Although these people, like Su Zhao, are disciples of the Eight Sects of the Four Kingdoms, what does the life and death of the disciples of Shanhe Chunge have to do with Su Zhao?
The most important point is that the female disciples of Shanhe Spring Pavilion have always wanted to kill the green-faced monster.
Since he appeared as a green-faced monster, Su Zhao would not rescue these people.
My realm is much better than yours. How did you know that I was behind you? Su Zhao suddenly remembered that the blood demon came back to intercept him, and he was a little curious.
Su Zhao felt that the blood demon surrounded the disciples of Shanhe Spring Pavilion. Maybe the blood demon had a grudge against the disciples of Shanhe Spring Pavilion. However, the blood demon turned back to block him, which surprised Su Zhao.
The blood demon said sadly: These guys just told me that there are disciples of the Demon Slayer Sect behind us. The villain has some grudges with the Eight Sects of the Four Kingdoms, so he attacked their disciples. Who knows?
I met a disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect, but I met you. It was really a misunderstanding.
After hearing this, Su Zhao felt murderous intent in his heart, his eyes were cold, and the demonic evil energy in his body was about to burst out through the mask. Su Zhao shook his head, sighed, and said in a lowered voice: That person is not a disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect.
!He is the god of demon slayers!
The blood demon's eyes widened and he said in panic: God is here too?
The Blood Demon knew that a disciple of the Demon Slayer Sect had become a god, but he had already disbanded at that time and had never seen Su Zhao's true appearance, nor did he know Su Zhao's identity.
Su Zhao's clear identity is only circulated among the upper echelons of the Eight Sects of the Four Kingdoms. The rest of the practitioners have only met Su Zhao once and don't know what his identity is in the Demon Slayer Sect.
Su Zhao nodded and said in a low voice: You are too low in the realm of these people to see through that person's cultivation level. You just thought he was in the fifth realm of Daoji. In fact, he was hiding his cultivation level and playing in the human world. Fortunately, you met him
When it comes to me, if you meet that person, you will really turn into a pool of blood, your soul will be scattered and die! If you dare to intercept a god, what are you thinking? You just can't think about it, and you are seeking your own death!
The more the Blood Demon listened, the more frightened he became: This green-faced old monster doesn't look like a good person, but the green-faced old monster won't lie to me, and he has no need to lie to me!
A trace of anger flashed in the blood demon's eyes, and his heart was extremely cold. The blood demon walked towards Yang Xianyan.
Xie Ting's heart trembled, and he watched the Blood Demon approaching nervously.
If we do it face to face, what if he tells the people in Shanhe Chunge that you killed us?
A cold flash flashed in the blood demon's eyes, and he said with murderous intent: "It's so outrageous. I almost let you kill me. If there were no adults here, I would really be plotted to death by you, a vicious little girl!"
The Blood Demon was talking to the Blood Knife Ancestor about his absolute strength a moment ago, but at this moment he was slapped in the face by Yang Xianyan.
The Blood Demon pressed his palm in front of Yang Xianyan, holding his hand in the air through the air.
Ah! Yang Xianyan spit out a mouthful of blood, which was rich in spiritual power. Yang Xianyan's eyes were blood red and covered with bloodshot eyes. She stared at Su Zhao resentfully. It was the green-faced monster who just said a few words to the blood demon.
Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go! Yang Xianyan's mouth was bleeding, and she stared at Su Zhao and said sternly.
The blood demon sneered, with a disdainful taunt on his old face: You have no chance to be a ghost, I will beat you to death!
Xie Ting exclaimed: No!
Xie Ting's spiritual power burst out and he was about to attack the blood demon. Xie Ting wanted to save Yang Xianyan's life. Unfortunately, the blood demon showed no mercy and slapped Xie Ting away from the air. Xie Ting hit a rock in the distance.
Above, Xie Ting's body shattered the rocks. Xie Ting fell to the ground, with bright red blood spurting from his mouth.
Yang Xianyan looked at Xie Ting with a trace of regret in her eyes: Senior brother, I was wrong. See you in the next life.
The Blood Demon sneered: You don't have an afterlife either, I really don't understand why. The Blood Demon squeezed the spiritual power in his hand, and the violent blood on Yang Xianyan turned into wisps of blood, flying towards the Blood Demon's mouth.
The Blood Demon swallowed it in one gulp, looked at the other people in Shanhe Spring Pavilion, and sneered and said: Don't worry, you will be next!
Su Zhao stood there, watching such a brutal scene. Yang Xianyan, a beautiful and handsome woman, had her essence and blood drained away by the blood demon. Her whole body was swallowed up, and her essence and blood were drained to death.
I am the Buddha who is compassionate.
A golden palm print fell from the sky and came towards the top of the blood demon's head. The golden palm print was as big as a palm, and the palm prints on it were clearly visible, carrying strong Buddhist pressure, trying to suppress the blood demon.
A cold light flashed in the blood demon's eyes, he raised his right hand, made a hand seal, and suddenly swung out a palm. A big bloody palm about one foot flew out of the blood demon's hand and collided with the golden palm print in the sky.
boom!
A loud noise spread, and the aftermath of the explosion of spiritual power turned into a strong wind, blowing away the clouds in the sky. An old monk wearing a cassock, a big gourd hanging around his waist, and a string of big Buddhist beads around his neck came from
Falling from the clouds.
When the old monk saw Yang Xianyan turned into a human being, he muttered in a low voice: My Buddha is merciful. Patriarch of the Blood Sword, I advise you not to commit murder again.
Xie Ting looked at the flying monk with huge surprise in his eyes. The feeling of surviving the disaster came to his heart. He ignored that he was seriously injured and immediately got up and shouted to the old monk: Master, this is not the old man with the blood knife.
Zu, he is a blood demon, we discovered his identity, he wants to kill us and silence us!
Murderous intent appeared in the blood demon's eyes, and he swung out his palm, and the bloody palm print immediately struck Xie Ting.
The great monk's eyes changed slightly, and he also struck out with a palm, knocking away the Blood Palm Dao Technique of the Blood Knife Ancestor.
Su Zhao looked at the old monk, but he was a little surprised, but this was reasonable. The old monk was a fair-weather monk. This fair-wine monk was not an ordinary person. He was an eminent monk in the Condensation Realm, and Su Zhao had a realm bet with him.
It's just that Su Zhao now feels that the monk's cultivation seems to be much stronger.
Old monk, you are really going to have trouble with me! The blood demon's eyes became extremely cold, staring at the meat-and-wine monk.
The meat-and-wine monk smiled, with a look of compassion on his face: No matter you are a blood demon donor or a blood knife donor, the poor monk will stop you from killing anyone again. I, the Buddha, once said that if you put down the butcher knife, you will become a Buddha immediately. If the donor puts down the desire to kill,
, we are not far away from my Buddha!
Xie Ting took advantage of this opportunity and ran to the disciples of Shanhe Spring Pavilion and stood behind the meat-and-wine monk.
The meat-and-potatoes monk threw his prayer beads, and they flew into the sky, smashing the long blood-colored strips flying in the sky, making the blood demon's face become even more gloomy.
The blood demon looked at the fair-weather monk and thought quickly in his heart: Although this old bald donkey is only in the late stage of Ning Dan, his Buddhist Taoism obviously restrains my original Blood Demon Taoism. The more I am entangled with him today,
The news of my true identity as the Blood Demon has been leaked. Not only will the cultivators from the human race come back, but this bastard Wang Shanjun will also be attracted. My cultivation has not yet returned to its peak, and I am not suitable to fight this old bald ass!
The Blood Demon was silent for a moment and laughed loudly: Since it is the master who is interceding for these few people, I will let them go and take my leave.
A blood cloud formed at the feet of the Blood Demon, and it quickly fled to the sky with the Blood Demon and disappeared into the sky.
The wine-meat monk saw the blood demon leaving and did not pursue the blood demon. The wine-meat monk looked at Su Zhao again, clasped his hands together, took back the beads coiled in the sky, and said solemnly: Isn't this senior leaving too? The blood demon has escaped.
Already.
Su Zhao casually took out the small gourd. Under the stimulation of Su Zhao's spiritual power, the small gourd became very big. Su Zhao slowly followed behind, waved his hand and said: I was just passing by to watch a show.
, if the play is not performed, I will leave. See you again if we are destined.
Su Zhao leisurely sat on the big gourd and flew away. The flying speed was not very fast. Su Zhao did not fly into the sky, but flew three feet above the ground. He quickly got into the mountains and disappeared.