"Jie Jie, it's been a long time since I drank fresh essence." A ghostly figure quickly rushed towards Bai Haonan.
When Bai Haonan saw this, he immediately shouted loudly and swung out the long stick in his hand, and a fiery red light immediately rushed towards the ghostly figure.
"Huh?" When the fiery red light hit the ghostly figure, it penetrated easily.
"It's so fast, could it be a phantom?" Bai Haonan couldn't help but be surprised.
"Jie Jie, boy, it's useless, any resistance is in vain." The ghostly figure condensed again and rushed towards Bai Haonan.
"Hmph!" Bai Haonan was obviously irritated by the Desert Drought Demon. He kept waving the long stick in his hand. Countless rays of fiery red light streaked through the black mist, but still had not touched the Desert Drought Demon.
"Huh?" Bai Haonan suddenly felt a fluctuation in the space behind him, and the long stick in his hand went straight to the back without thinking.
"Boom!" There was a violent vibration, and Bai Haonan was delighted, "Hit it."
"That's not right." Bai Haonan quickly looked back.
"Ah!" A pair of blood-red eyes stared directly at him, and the long stick was tightly grasped by a dark green claw with viscous liquid still on it.
"Pfft!" Before Bai Haonan could react, the other dark green claw had already reached his chest. The extremely sharp claws easily penetrated Bai Haonan's chest as if there was no obstruction at all.
"Ah!" Bai Haonan screamed, looking at the heart clawed out by the claws, his eyes full of fear.
It was over. Bai Haonan only regretted it at this moment, but it was already too late. Those blood-red eyes were still staring straight at him, and an extremely ugly and disgusting face appeared in front of Bai Haonan. That
The face was dark green, rotten, and there were even some corpse insects crawling around there.
"Jiejie, good stuff." A huge mouthful of blood rushed towards Bai Haonan's head, and he started chewing.
Everyone standing fighting outside the black mist couldn't see what was happening inside the black mist, but everyone could hear Bai Haonan's scream clearly. Unfortunately, everyone almost realized that Bai Haonan might have been in danger at this time.
.
But after a few seconds, the black mist began to recede, and finally condensed into a human-sized mass. However, Bai Haonan could no longer be seen at this time. The only thing left was his long stick and a puddle on the ground.
Blood.
"You...what did you do to Bai Haonan?" Tarun asked with a trembling voice at this time.
"Jie Jie, eat it, it tastes pretty good." The Desert Drought Demon in the black mist smiled gloomily.
"Ah!" Countless people were filled with fear when they heard this moment. Such a strong man at the pinnacle of the life and death realm was so easily defeated and even eaten. This was too terrifying.
When Youji heard the words of Desert Hanbao, she nodded and said, "Talon, send your next person."
Tarun had woken up from his fear at this moment, nodded slightly, looked at Ye Yunfei next to him, cupped his hands and said, "Senior Ye."
Ye Yunfei nodded to a strong man beside him, and saw the man's stern eyes scanning the crowd, and then he appeared in the open space in a flash.
"What a fast movement. It felt like a gust of wind just now." A casual cultivator exclaimed. Only then did everyone realize that this man had appeared in the open space for some reason.
Lin Feng also saw this person's movement skills. He couldn't help but turn around and asked Ding Hao beside him softly: "How does this person's movement skills compare with yours?"
Ding Hao frowned slightly, "The movement of that man just now was no slower than mine. I really don't know what he learned." Ding Hao looked at the man in front of him with some curiosity.
And not long after the man fell into the clearing, there was movement on the side of the demon clan. A snow-white figure appeared in the clearing. If the man just now could still see the shadow passing quickly, the snow-white figure in front of him seemed to
It just appears out of thin air.
When everyone focused their attention on the snow-white figure, there was an uproar, especially the Dahuang Sect and the Xiaoyao Sword Sect. Because that figure was so familiar, "Changsheng!" someone couldn't help shouting.
Changsheng smiled slightly, and his handsome face that made countless men jealous turned to the cold man opposite.
"My name is Changsheng, what's yours?"
The man opposite said coldly: "Ye Yunlong."
"Oh?" Changsheng looked at this man with some surprise, "Ye Yunlong, is it possible that he and Ye Yunfei are together?"
Ye Yunlong didn't say anything but nodded slightly.
"I heard that Ye Yunfei is very powerful, but I don't know if you are equally powerful." Changsheng said calmly.
"You will know after you try it." Faced with this eighth-level monster, Ye Yunlong, a strong man with the Samsara Mirror, didn't even have the slightest fear.
"Okay!" Changsheng nodded.
Ye Yunlong has obviously experienced hundreds of battles, and he still has no fear in the face of such a powerful enemy. With a slight shake of his right hand, a blood-red flag appeared. On the blood-red flag was a mighty middle-aged man.
, holding a huge axe.
"Chiyou will not die, all directions will be subdued." Ye Yunlong shouted loudly, the blood-red flag was shining brightly at this moment, and the figure seemed to be alive, making people feel the urge to surrender when they saw it.
"Huh? Is this the Chi You Soul Banner?" Changsheng's originally plain expression was a little surprised at this moment. If this is really the Chi You Soul Banner, it would be too scary.
It is said that after Chi You's death, in order to commemorate this great opponent, Huang Di personally drew a flag and carved Chi You's portrait in it. Anyone who saw this flag was frightened by the portrait of Chi You, the god of war, and immediately disarmed
surrender.
"No, if it is the real Chi You Soul Flag, its power will definitely be much stronger than the author's. At most, I just give myself an urge to surrender. If it is the real Chi You Soul Flag, I am afraid I won't be able to resist it at all."
Thinking of this, Changsheng smiled slightly and said, "It's just an imitation."
Ye Yunlong sneered: "The imitation is enough to deal with you."
Changsheng smiled slightly, "Unfortunately, I also have a replica in my hand."
After saying this, he moved his hand gracefully in the air, and a green, translucent, emerald bamboo flute appeared in his hand.
"The Yellow Emperor sent Ling Lun to cut down bamboo from the Kunlun grassland, cut it and made a flute, and played it to make the phoenix whistle. I don't know which one is stronger, the phoenix whistle, or the Chiyou soul flag?" Changsheng said lightly.
"Then try it!" A cold light flashed across Ye Yunlong's stern face, and he immediately activated his energy. The Chiyou soul flag, which was already abnormally blood-red, became even more terrifying at this moment. A strong bloodthirsty aura erupted from the flag.