Compared to Luo Hong, Xiang Zhili obviously knows better how to disguise himself as a Qi Refining Cultivator.

Although he vaguely noticed that the blood mist was wrong, he still acted like the most ordinary cultivator of the ninth level of Qi refining, just holding up the protective spirit cover and sacrificing a copper shield magic weapon with weak spiritual energy.

He even did not take any action to rescue him, and the monks of the Ning family beside him meant.

The next moment, the blood mist was coming, and the Ning family monk who had never seen the pros and cons of it immediately suffered a great loss.

Nearly half of the tribe members did not pay attention to their own protection. After the blood mist eroded the spiritual shield, they were touched by the monster birds and monsters.

Most of them died on the spot, while the rest suffered serious injuries.

In the chaos, a shrill scream pierced everyone's ears. The beautiful cultivator holding a bead was poured on his body by blood mist, and his face and half of his upper body were covered with dirty blood.

And the dirty blood was wriggling like a living thing at this time, quickly devouring the woman's flesh and blood.

In two or three breaths, the woman's cheeks exposed white bones, and her proud figure also diminished.

"Little sister!"

Seeing this, the old male cultivator was extremely frightened and quickly shot out a spell to heal, but it did not work.

Fortunately, after only another breath, the blood-defiled magical power disappeared on its own.

Although the graceful female cultivator saved her life because of this, her appearance and body were destroyed and could not be destroyed any more.

After she hurriedly took a few life-saving pills, she drove the magic weapon to attack the monster birds and monsters like a crazy thing. The resentment in her eyes was so strong that it made people feel cold.

Seeing her like this, the mature male cultivator knew that he could not persuade him, so he had to try his best to protect him.

Like the Wind Fox Dog, the original bodies of these blood-colored monsters are also a weak monster, so even if the Ning family suffered a huge loss as soon as they came up, they gradually stabilized their positions.

Xiang Zhili kept slashing water as usual. Although his cultivation level was only the ninth level of Qi Refining, he seemed very embarrassed when dealing with the strange bird, but he was never really injured.

He is also an old actor, and he is at ease in dealing with such scenes. In fact, his main mind is at a blood point at his fingertips.

"A thing with such a weak breath can actually break through Xiang's body of the god-transforming god. I think the one who suppresses this must be the blood-sucking insect mother.

I just don’t know how many magical powers this demon has left?

Hehe, the little guy from the Blood Crying Sect was desperate to practice the Blood Demon Technique and was willing to release such a fierce thing.

If this demon hadn't had what Xiang wanted in his mouth, how could he have allowed him to live until now?

But it is not ruled out that he is not sure about the reason why the blood-sucking worm mother is powerful, otherwise no one would have done such a stupid thing as giving it to his door to serve as blood food.

In addition, the 'Junior Brother Luo' who came from afar should also pay attention to it. If he had to go to the bottom first, I could save more decades of life."

Thinking of this in his heart, Xiang Zhili rubbed his fingers and rubbed the blood spots between his fingers, leaving only a shallow mark.

"Wow, fellow Daoist Ning saves me, Xiang's magic power is not good!"

The young man Xiang Zhili retreated into the formation with a pale face, looking like his magic power was deficient.

After a fight, the Ning family finally wiped out all the strange birds that were attacking, but they also suffered heavy casualties.

At this time, there were only five people standing in their group. Although the other three were still breathing, they were unable to fight again.

With this state, they obviously have no qualifications to rush to assist the Ma family, and even if they don’t do it well, they will be in danger of being destroyed.

"Stop picking up storage bags, let's go and meet with Gong Song's family!"

With his little sister in hand, the mature male cultivator did not dare to waste any time and fled straight to the agreed place of the four families, for fear that after Fang Beichen and others would destroy the Ma family, they would catch up with him.

At this time, the situation on the battlefield between the Fangma and Ma families was extremely bad for the Ma family.

Although they have high-quality magic weapons and have an advantage in numbers, Fang Beichen and others have too many cultivation methods than them, and they all have sinister blood Tao secret techniques, but they don’t even have the Ma family at all.

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Since the fierce battle between the two sides, there are only three left in the Ma family and the power to resist, but only one of the Fang family has died from the opponent's backlash, which is hopeless.

"Haha, don't wait. The group of wastes in the Ning family can't even deal with a few blood demons. At this time, you have given up and ran away. Please give me a lot of essence and blood to this young master!"

Fang Beichen smiled and waved his bloody claws, tore the crumbling spiritual energy shield of a monk in the Ma family on the spot, and cruelly opened his stomach!

With this attack, the rest of the Fang family rushed forward, and in an instant, the Ma family was completely destroyed.

"Young master, the Ning family has not yet run far. Should I catch up with you immediately?"

Although after a great battle, Fang Hu still looked energetic and still had no real experience in killing.

Looking around, the other monks in the Fang family were like this.

But in fact, they are not really exhausted. Although the blood-dog technique can replenish their magic power during the fight, it is obviously impossible to completely fill it.

The reason why they feel that they can continue to fight is that they are only affected by the blood-doing technique.

This is exactly why cultivators who practice blood Taoist skills are powerful but often die in desperation.

Hearing Fang Hu's suggestion, a bloody light flashed in Fang Beichen's eyes and he was about to agree, but he quickly restrained himself and said in a deep voice:

"No, leave the rest to the Song family. After eating so many benefits from our Fang family, you can't do nothing."

"Hmph, after destroying Gongning and Ma's family, the Song family will not be able to escape. The entire Liaozhou will belong to our Fang family!"

Fang Hu did not hide his hostility to the Song family at all, even though the two families are now secretly allies.

"Haha, this day will not be far away."

Fang Beichen clenched his fists tightly, and his heart was full of heroism. Then he sat down cross-legged regardless of the blood on the ground.

......

Just as the five families were fighting wits and courage on the outskirts of the mountains, ten black-robed blood children had already arrived at the edge of the blood cloud.

Along the way, they encountered countless attacks by mutant monsters.

Fortunately, Blood Child's magical powers are quite restrained against these mutated monsters. Even if the mutated monsters of the foundation-building level come in groups, they will easily wipe out them.

At this moment, they came to the edge of a bottomless cliff, and the next moment they jumped without hesitation.

Seeing that he was about to fall into the abyss, the ten blood children had no intention of sacrificing magic weapons to fly away.

Within a few breaths, the bloody boys fell down seven or eight feet.

At this moment, a transparent ripples rippled under them, and as they passed through something like a diaphragm, the scenery in front of them suddenly changed.

The abyss disappeared, and instead was replaced by a verdant valley.
Chapter completed!