Fan Ying used her spiritual power to barely fill up the torn gap in the spiritual flag in her hand. She smiled faintly and said, "Senior Brother Bai, do you know that you actually like to speak indiscriminately when you are nervous?
Express your intention.”
Bai Xiong said angrily: "I want you to talk more!"
Fan Ying held the flag in one hand, and the flag cut through the space. A majestic spiritual power that had surpassed her own realm instantly swayed thousands of miles away. In the earthquake of the earth dragon, a scarlet and black mist-wrapped creature was bathed in molten water.
The red beast, just its head protruding from the crack in space, is as big as a palace.
The huge red beast did not completely climb out of the crack. The thick snow under its feet was like white sand blown away by time, flying away quickly in a strange shape.
Under the spray of the red beast's breath, the exposed earth and trees and leaves began to quickly turn to dust and decay.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Bai Xiong didn't know whether he was shocked or frightened. The Tianling Cap banged, and he looked at Fan Ying with a pale face, and lost his voice: "Blood Demonic Beast? It's actually a Blood Demonic Beast?! The spiritual flag given to you by the Master is actually
There is a blood monster sealed? The blood monster cannot be completely sealed by the power of boundary sealing. Even through the sealing artifact, it can still absorb the essence and blood of nearby living creatures through the air. You are hiding close to me all day long. You are crazy.
?"
"It's so noisy." Fan Ying tilted his head in disapproval and looked at him with a cold and sarcastic look: "Senior Brother Bai, why should he be so excited? He wanted to compete with me for this spiritual flag artifact, but he seemed to have turned against me.
?”
Talking about this, the wound in Bai Xiong's abdomen that almost crossed his chest and abdomen began to hurt again.
The temptation of power brought by the artifact is so great. Even the Qingmei brothers and sisters, who have walked through the field of life and death together, were under such a huge temptation when Qing Ao threw such artifact...
They almost fell out.
Back then, my junior sister's knife almost gutted him. If he hadn't been lucky and quick to react, she would have ripped out all his internal organs.
And he also dealt a fatal blow to her. In that battle, Fan Ying was victorious, and it took three years of training before she could gather her soul and practice again.
The senior brothers and sisters fought to the death for the artifact, and both sides ended miserably. Bai Xiong wondered if the little junior sister who had followed him all over the mountains and fields since childhood had hated him to the core since that day.
But what Bai Xiong was sure of was that he had hated her for hundreds of years.
After that failure, if there were any rare treasure resources in the sect, whether it was a self-defense soul jade or a thousand-mile protective talisman, as long as it was something she was interested in, he would have lost the qualification to compete.
Until today, when he saw that there was a soul-sucking blood demonic beast sealed in the sacred weapon, the spiritual flag, his heart was already turned upside down.
Ever since she got the artifact, she couldn't have known that there was such a ferocious beast and giant spirit hidden in the spiritual flag.
But why...she never said.
Obviously, as long as she said so, he could... just...
He didn't know where to sort out his complicated emotions for a moment, but Fan Ying, who was sacrificing the bleeding monster, slapped a familiar talisman on his back with his backhand.
The spiritual power of the runes rose up, and strong winds whipped up around Bai Xiong's body. The spiritual patterns surrounded him, forming a wind wall that formed its own realm, as if it was isolating everything in the world.
His heart was wildly shaken, his face was distorted, and he shouted sternly: "Fan Ying!!!"
However, before he could grab the palm that slapped the talisman towards him, his body crashed into the light of the talisman array and disappeared.
Fan Ying sneered. Because the country demanded her spiritual power and essence after summoning the blood monster, her body could not bear the load, and scarlet mottled blood began to flow from under her nose.
She looked at Bai Xiong's disappearing formation with cold eyes, and sneered: "Looking at you is an eyesore, and I want to die together. Please don't be such a disgusting man."
Looking at the giant beast crawling out of the crack in the space, it crushed all the surrounding mountains and forests with just its momentum and razed them to the ground.
But Fan Ying's hand holding the flag was drained of all its energy in an instant. The skin was so thin that it clung to the bones, as skinny as firewood, as if it would break at the slightest touch.
The remaining disciples of the True Immortal Sect seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and at the same time they also realized what was about to happen.
He didn't even bother to continue to besiege the demon immortals in the mountains and the descendants of the immortal clan. The fighting spirit that was not afraid to retreat when facing the densely packed demon beasts in the forest suddenly disappeared at this moment.
They fled in all directions, just wanting to get out of here as much as possible.
Fan Ying seemed to be unable to support her body, half-kneeling on the ground, and her voice gradually revealed a hint of weakness. She smiled sinisterly: "Why are you running away so quickly? I only let Senior Brother Bai go, but not
I told you... you can leave too."
As she spoke, she raised her other intact hand high, waved her palm down, and inserted it deeply into the flag.
Blood splattered everywhere, and the remaining hand quickly withered, and all the blood essence was swallowed by the blood monster.
"Burn the fire of my life, dedicate my Taoist heart, and enshrine the red beast. The curse will be answered, and the killing will surely kill you!"
Under the mottled bloodstains, her expression was twisted and crazy, ferocious and ruthless. With her as the first sacrifice, countless scarlet mist lines emerged from the flags, penetrating every disciple who was fleeing.
in the head.
The disciples rolled their eyes, and their nostrils were bleeding. As the blood demon beast looked up to the sky and howled, everyone's blood essence was drained out in an instant.
The bones seemed to have been drained of marrow and became extremely brittle, unable to bear the weight of the thin layer of skin on the body, and they collapsed inch by inch and fell to the ground.
The space where the Blood Demonic Beast was imprisoned was completely cracked, and the evil energy boiled out. The strong winds brought by it as it passed by directly lifted the mountain tops into the air.
Fan Ying spurted blood from his mouth, his body was swaying, and he looked at the terrifying beast above his head with burning eyes. He raised the corners of his mouth and said, "Is this the true form of the source of power that has given me all these years?"
?The blood monster really deserves its reputation."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! She rolled her eyes slightly, and saw that the dozen monster beasts that had lost their target of siege had gathered at some unknown time, led by the black tiger.
Together, the beast eyes looked at the huge and evil blood monster.
The blood demon beast has been sealing Qing Ao for many years, and its belly has long been unbearably hungry. Now even if it eats these thousands of disciples of the True Immortal Sect, it still cannot satisfy its appetite.
Its red fire-like eyes stared greedily at the dozen monster beasts on the ground.
In an instant, the fierce wind swept across!
As the giant claws swung, the shadows fell like mountains falling, and the fire rained down violently.
Not long ago, several immortal clan disciples who were fighting to take action against the Leopard Clan girl were hit by the fierce fire, and their bodies were instantly burned. The fierce fire seemed to have extremely terrifying devouring power, rather than burning them to death.
The ashes, rather, swallowed up their bodies into useless ash.
Among the monster beasts, a Luan bird with blue wings swooped down and turned into a curtain of light, protecting the remaining immortal clan disciples and the Kunlun Demon Immortal.
The fierce fire fell like a violent shower of slurry, but it was difficult to break through the light curtain.
Fan Ying, who was half-kneeling on the ground, froze with the twisted corners of her mouth. She raised her eyes and saw the dozens of monsters and even the figure standing in the depths of the darkness, showing no intention of entering the light barrier to escape.
mean.
Despite the fire and demonic flames flowing all over the sky, the figure standing in the darkness was still difficult to be illuminated by the firelight. The outline of the figure was always blurred and difficult to distinguish, making it difficult to see its true appearance.
The girl from the Leopard tribe lay on the back of the black tiger and smelled a familiar scent from it, like rain or fog, but not as terrifying and despairing as in her memory.
She opened her bright eyes and said in shock: "Who are you..."
"excuse me."
Accompanied by the sound of a gentle and clear voice, a slender hand with low body temperature penetrated the darkness and gently touched the bone-deep wound on her ankle.
A blue light as pure as water soon spread out in the palm of my hand.
Under that light, the injuries that were difficult to heal were gradually smoothed and pain-relieved, and they healed as before at an incomprehensible speed.
The Leopard girl stared blankly at the beautiful hand covering her ankle. Before she had time to raise her head to see the person's appearance, she only felt that the breath on the other person's body smelled very good. Although it was the same as hers, both
It has a demonic aura, but it gives people a spotless feeling.
This feeling...she had only felt it with her empress.
However, this hand is clearly a man's hand, so naturally it cannot be the hand of the empress.
But for some reason, even though she knew that the person coming was not the empress, she felt inexplicably at peace in her heart. Even if she faced such a terrifying and powerful enemy as the Blood Demonic Beast today, it would be difficult for her to feel as desperate as she did just now.
The palm that healed the wound on her body did not stay on her foot for too long. Seeing that the wound was healed, he quickly withdrew his palm.
At the same time, the Leopard tribe woman raised her eyes, wanting to see clearly what the man looked like.
The flames and demonic flames on the Blood Demonic Beast's body could not illuminate the person clearly. At this moment, a bright moon rising slowly from the top of Kunlun Mountain came towards him, forming mottled light and shadow, but it illuminated his figure.
Eight hundred miles of blood seas are winding with flames, desolate rocks are everywhere, and rotten bones are piled high. However, the color of the snow tonight has a warm halo similar to that of gems. It condenses into a bunch of moonlight, reflecting the mysterious and beautiful pair of blue.
There seems to be a pool of warm and clear water in the pupils of his eyes. Even in such a situation, he still looks gentle.
The man was dressed in white and was extremely tall. Even though his face was covered with a mask that looked like ice jade, and his whole face could not be seen clearly, his whole person still glowed with a fascinating glow in the moonlight and snow.
The Leopard girl's throat moved, and she looked at the pair of silver dragon horns on his forehead. For some reason, her heart beat extremely fast, and she asked blankly: "You...who are you?"
The man didn't speak, he just raised a finger and tapped it lightly between her eyebrows.
The movements are exactly the movements that the masters in the True Immortal Sect have used to enlighten the demons and immortals in the mountains over the years.
When the Leopard girl was young, she didn't know what this action meant. She only hoped that she could turn into an immortal and shed her demonic bones one day.
But today, from the Zhaoling issued by the female official Qingxuan, we learned that there is such a terrible and cruel truth hidden under this kowtow ceremony.
Is it possible that this person is also a disciple of the True Immortal Sect?
The girl from the Leopard Tribe was afraid and shrank her neck subconsciously, but for some reason, when the finger really touched her eyebrows, she felt that the spiritual platform that she had been covered with for many years was shaken by a turbid aura.
As if something heavy and shadowy had been wiped out in one fell swoop, the entire spiritual palace suddenly became clear and became extremely light.
There are only two words to describe this unprecedented feeling.
clean……
The kowtow ceremony seems to be exactly the same, but the feeling is very different.
Every time he prays for the demon, Balian can clearly sense the obsession in the demon's heart.
He retracted his fingers, calmed down for a moment, and then slowly said: "Looking up to the sky, bowing down to the earth, no matter what it is, how about being a demon, what about being an immortal? What about the bones of a demon, what about the bones of an immortal? Whether you are born into a mountain or a grassland, it has never been the same.
Don’t let others define your life.”
The Leopard girl opened her mouth and seemed to have some realization in her heart.
But if she wanted to say that she had realized something, she couldn't explain why.
I just feel that the big stone weighing on my heart has become much lighter.
Although Fan Ying couldn't see clearly what Balian looked like, she could still see his actions of knocking on the soul.
She took a breath, looked at her with gloomy and angry eyes, and said, "Who are you? Why do you know the ritual of knocking on the soul that I taught you?"
That man's demonic aura was as majestic as the sea and the abyss, but he was able to perform the work of knocking on the soul like a cultivator of immortality...
If he is said to be the empress, everything makes sense.
But he doesn't have the aura of a demon in his body, he is a complete demon, but he is able to do this, which is simply incredible!
The uneasiness in Fan Ying's heart became stronger and stronger.
If this continues, I'm afraid it will ruin the leader's affairs.
Her eyes suddenly turned sharp, and she was about to order the blood monster to kill this boy.
Through the distant wind and snow, she seemed to hear a vague chuckle coming from the man's voice.
"The art of knocking the soul that you taught? It's just an opportunistic use of purple magic Gu. Can this also be called the art of knocking the soul?"
The wind and snow blew sideways, and the man's figure disappeared on the spot, leaving several afterimages in the space.
The next moment, the white-clothed beast appeared in front of the blood monster, which was as huge as a mountain palace.
He raised his arm and tapped lightly with his fingers.
The world is silent, everything is silent.
With a single tap of his finger, he directly ignited most of the evil spirit around the blood monster, as if it had received some kind of pure purification in an instant.
That huge mountain body melted and extinguished like a volcano.
The body of the blood monster also began to shrink and become smaller. The ferocious body curled up into a small shape, with its limbs clasped together, and was sealed back to the middle of its own cracked time and space world.
"Click..." There was a crisp sound.
Under Fan Ying's dull gaze, the flag in her hand broke into two pieces, her spiritual power was lost, and it fell to the ground empty and ruined.
Balian looked at the weak woman half-kneeling on the ground and said calmly: "Unfortunately, I have no intention of letting any of the True Immortal Cult disciples leave this mountain tonight."