Chen Zining had just poked out his spiritual consciousness around him and found a big tree to the west. The two secret whistles arranged last night suddenly disappeared, and the sound of flapping the air with its wings also reached his ears.
Get close to the camp quickly.
"There are police officers in the west!" Chen Zining shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, a group of five or six hundred vampire bats above his head flew into the camp. These vampire bats hid in the morning mist, restrained their flesh wings and rushed towards the crowd.
Fortunately, most of the people in the camp were prepared. They held a knife in their right hand and a torch in their left hand, forming small teams, waiting quietly, and some people even opened their bows and arrows and shot at the vampire bats that were rushing.
Chen Zining observed for a while, but he was surprised. These vampire bats are much stronger than those recorded in the book. There are more than ten spiritual beast-level leaders in these five or six hundred, far exceeding those of them.
It has a normal proportion, and it flies faster and has a stronger force. It is not afraid of the torches in everyone's hands. Such violent and fierceness has obviously been artificially catalyzed and domesticated.
After a while, injured people appeared in the team, and some people caught off guard were even attached to the vampire bats. After only two or three breaths, the blood in their bodies was sucked dry.
Seeing that the situation was not good, Chen Zining did not dare to neglect it, so he took out the Misty Flute and put it on his lips, vibrating the spiritual power, and started to blow it. The sound of the flute was very subtle and low, and it was slight and vague, making people unable to hear what it was.
Melody, but as the sound of the flute accelerated, the movements of the vampire bats slowed down and looked in the direction of Chen Zining.
Chen Zining had a little feet and his spiritual power kept running out of the camp. The vampire bats were like being possessed, leaving the food they had obtained and chased Chen Zining.
Chen Zining used his eyes to signal Fu Qiwei and others not to follow him. He led the five or six hundred blood-sucking monsters all the way, and stopped until he was three hundred feet away from the camp. At this time, the vampire bats were surrounding Chen Zining.
The circumference of the circumference was swirling, forming a huge circle above his head.
Chen Zining continued to play, and at the same time, the beast refining scripture suddenly appeared in the bat circle and a white light mirror bloomed. The vampire bats flew into the light mirror without any awareness.
In an instant, these hundreds of vampire bats that were terrified were taken into the beast refining scripture.
Chen Zining stopped playing, breathed a sigh of relief, put away the two magic weapons, and was about to return to the camp, suddenly a surprising voice came from behind: "Huh? What is this? I can take so much of me
What a spirit beast, what a baby!”
Chen Zining looked back and saw an old man in white robe standing behind him. The old man had snow-white hair, gray face, and shriveled skin. His only eyes were blood-red, like a ghost who had just crawled out of the grave.
At this time, he was smiling strangely, looking at Chen Zining with a very interested look.
"The peak of Wu Zong!" Chen Zining estimated the man's cultivation level at a glance. He knew that he was not an opponent, so he hurriedly ran towards the camp. The old man only followed closely and did not stop his actions.
As soon as he entered the camp, before Li Yishan, Qian Youcheng and others could ask, Chen Zining hurriedly signaled behind him: "Be careful! This person has the peak cultivation level of the Wuzong."
Only then did Li Yishan and others see the trace of the old man in white robe. When they saw this man's extremely strange appearance, everyone felt nervous and surrounded the man with weapons.
Qian Youcheng said, "Who is yours? What can you tell me about here?"
Liao Xiye didn't care at all and let everyone surround him. Instead, he looked like a hungry ghost who had not eaten for three days and three nights. When he saw a large table of delicacies in the mountains, he looked around and smiled: "Okay, OK,
They are all martial arts level cultivation, sucking one that can reach a hundred mortals, especially these six, so young and contains life-powered blood, but the best that every person in the Blood Demon Sect dreams of."
Blood Demon Sect!
The idea that was originally just a slight speculation among the people has now been confirmed that when the demonic path was rampant, the Blood Demon Sect can make children stop crying and make anyone look disgusted. Although for the past two hundred years, people in the demonic path have disappeared, few
I heard about it, but none of them dared to be careless and underestimate the enemy.
"You devil, you still speak wildly when you die!" Fu Qiwei took the lead and slashed him with a knife.
Liao Xiye waved his long sleeves, and a blood-colored true energy shook the long sword. The person who was close to him suddenly felt an extremely strong smell of blood coming from his nose. His mind stopped and his hands slowed down.
Then, then
Chen Zining was next to Fu Qiwei. As soon as the smell penetrated his nose, he knew that this should be the blood-light true energy of the Blood Demon Sect, which could charm his heart and be extremely vicious. Chen Zining closed his nose and swung the broken sword in his hand.
It happened to meet Liao Xiye and stretched towards Fu Qiwei's right hand.
As the blade trembled, Chen Zining's mouth was numb and could hardly hold the long sword in his hand. At the same time, an invisible force locked his body and could not move. The blood in his body seemed to be boiling, extremely hot, and lost.
Control, all of them go up against the current and rush toward the seven orifices!
Chen Zining snorted angrily, and the yin and yang spiritual power in his body moved slightly, dissolving and refining the alien true qi in his body, returning to normal. He slammed the sword and slashed it towards Liao Xiye's waist.
Liao Xiye said "Huh" and was surprised. He was very surprised at the mature duck that had already been obtained but had flew away. He looked at Chen Zining for a moment, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't relax under his hands, and he closed his five fingers.
, and captured Chen Zining again.
Li Yishan and the five of them are all high-level martial arts masters. Qian Youcheng and the other two caravan leaders were almost the same. Nine masters were besieged together, but the white-robed man waved his hands and could not get close to him at all. He could only wander around the periphery.
, Looking for an opportunity to attack, and several times someone was shrouded by Liao Xiye's blood and true energy. They were rescued by everyone's full attack, but they were still suppressed at a disadvantage and could not pose much threat to the white-robed man.
Then, then
This person definitely has the advanced level of Wuzong. The blood-light true energy he cultivated has restrained the true energy of most people. No wonder this person committed three bloody cases and killed more than 200 people.
He was still standing there waiting for the rabbit, without any scruples.
"Okay, I've had enough fun, I'll suck your blood essence one by one."
As soon as Liao Xiye finished speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash. Then a man in brocade clothes was caught by him. The man looked stunned and opened his mouth. At the same time, a trace of blood mist escaped from his seven orifices. The man in white robe was big.
He opened his mouth, swallowed the blood mist sprayed out by the man in brocade, then threw away the shriveled corpse, and rushed towards the next target.
What a fast speed! What a weird body movement!
The man who was targeted by Liao Xiye was the leader of a caravan and had the middle level of martial arts. At this time, he was like a baby with no power, thrown into the air by Liao Xiye's sleeves.
With a scream, his body disappeared before he could land.
Liao Xiye wandered with an amazing ghostly speed, as if not more than ten people were surrounding him, but more than ten people.