Just when Lin Hai was cursing the Drunken Fairy in his heart for being dishonest, stealing his own wine and running away, he saw the figure of the Drunken Fairy and suddenly turned back.
"Haha, Drunken Immortal, are you conscience-stricken..." Lin Hai stopped mid-sentence, and then looked towards the entrance of Piaomiao Peak with shock on his face.
But he saw three foreign old men walking up calmly and unhurriedly. However, with every step he took, Lin Hai's heart pounded, as if he was hit by a falling rock. The huge pressure made Lin Hai's breathing stagnate.
, changed color in shock.
Plop!
Suddenly, the old American man in the middle waved his hand and threw a body on the ground.
Lin Hai couldn't help but look down, and then his expression changed with horror.
"Kunlun Taoist Priest!!!"
I saw that the deceased on the ground was none other than the Taoist priest who had just been collected by the Drunken Immortal and left down the mountain with the Ghost Bone Flag. At this moment, he had lost all his breath and turned into a cold corpse.
In particular, a series of deep tooth marks on the Taoist priest's neck were particularly conspicuous. His face was extremely pale, as if all the blood in his body had been sucked dry, which made people feel chilly in their hearts.
"That Taoist priest is dead!" Everyone present recognized the Taoist priest's body, their eyes filled with horror.
This Taoist priest casually captured Pulis in the late Nascent Soul stage. Although he relied on a magic weapon, he was by no means an easy person. Unexpectedly, he turned into a zombie in the blink of an eye!
How terrifying are these three foreign old men who can kill Taoist priests so easily!
"Today, no one here can leave alive!"
The old man from the United States suddenly spoke, his tone was cold and murderous, and it quickly filled the Piaomiao Peak. The people present felt as if they were falling into an ice cave. A powerful aura of death instantly enveloped them, making them feel chilled all over.
, with deep fear in his eyes.
Buzz!
As soon as the old man from the United States finished speaking, blood mist suddenly billowed across the sky. In the blink of an eye, the Piaomiao Peak turned into a blood-red world. The disgusting smell of blood floated in the air. The Chinese practitioners present felt a sudden sensation in their bodies.
The blood in their bodies was almost drained out, and the extreme pain caused them to let out a low roar of pain.
For a moment, everyone's expressions became ferocious, and they used all their strength to resist the sucking of blood mist. They looked at the three foreign old men with frightened faces, and the fear in their hearts had risen to the extreme.
Whoosh!
The next moment, the other two old men jumped to both sides, forming a triangle with the American old man, blocking all escape routes for those present.
"This place will become a slaughterhouse!" the old man from the Xiong Kingdom said arrogantly.
"Despicable Chinese people, prepare to be buried with the descendants of the mythical beasts who died for us!" The old man from the island country showed a sinister look in his eyes, and his tone was full of gloomy murderous intent.
"You are the current patriarch of the descendants of the mythical beast, right?"
Lin Hai endured the huge pressure and blood boiling, with a ray of light in his eyes, and asked coldly.
"Yes, I am the leader of the American blood clan, Grenwell!"
"I am the head of the Shikigami Shrine in the island country, Chie Tojo!"
"I am the leader of the werewolf clan in the Bear Kingdom, Klovsky!"
After introducing himself, Grenwell's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he spoke coldly with red eyes.
"We were just discussing important matters at the Shikigami Shrine in the island country, and suddenly we sensed that all our descendants have lost their lives here. It is obvious that they are dead."
"Therefore, the three of us immediately set foot on the sea. Our only purpose is to kill you and everyone else!"
After saying that, the three people suddenly emitted a powerful aura that almost overwhelmed the entire space. It was like a cover that blocked the entire Misty Peak, turning it into a completely closed space.
"ah!"
Suddenly, many people screamed and fell to the ground with bleeding mouths and noses. They covered their chests and looked at the three clan leaders, with deep fear in their eyes.
"It's terrible, these three people are terrible!"
Even the heads of the various sects had their eyelids twitching wildly at this moment, and deep shock and fear arose in their hearts.
Just the coercion emanating from the body caused some disciples with low cultivation levels to vomit blood and get injured. Even they felt a strong restraint, almost to the point of being slaughtered. How could they not be frightened?
Involuntarily, everyone's eyes fell on Drunken Immortal and Lin Hai. Whether they can survive today depends on whether Lin Hai and Drunken Immortal can repel the powerful enemy.
"Three of them are all half-step immortals!"
The Drunken Immortal had already retreated to Lin Hai's side, smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed.
"Xian'er, what do you think?"
Lin Hai also frowned. With his current cultivation level, just resisting the pressure brought by the three clan leaders and the interference of the blood mist was already a bit difficult for Lin Hai, let alone taking action.
After all, Lin Hai was only a late-stage Jindan. Even if he was strong enough to fight across levels, he was still far behind against such a powerful person as the Half-Step Earth Immortal.
The only person Lin Hai can rely on now is Xian'er.
"Master, Xian'er can deal with one." Xian'er's pretty face showed an unprecedented seriousness.
"I can kill one, but only one!" Drunken Immortal suddenly held the immortal-killing flying knife in his hand, and said solemnly with a faint light in his eyes.
"Then there's one left!"
Xian'er and Drunken Immortal all looked at Lin Hai at the same time.
"Um...you're not counting on me, are you?" Lin Hai suddenly looked dumbfounded.
"They don't count on you, do you think they can?" The Drunken Immortal smiled bitterly and raised his chin towards the Chinese practitioners.
"Oh, I'll go!" Lin Hai's face suddenly collapsed. Among these people from various sects, the strongest one is the middle-stage Golden Core. At this moment, they have gone all out to fight against the coercion and blood mist. I don't expect them to be able to do anything.
possible.
"Is it possible to use the sect-protecting formation?"
A hint of helplessness arose in Lin Hai's heart. The sect-protecting formation was the sect's last trump card and could never be used easily until life or death was at stake. But now it seems that it has reached this point.
Thinking of this, Lin Hai winked at Yun Sheng unnoticeably.
"Use your blood to honor my fallen people!"
At this time, Grenwell suddenly murmured in a low voice, as if talking to himself, but when his words fell to the ground, the blood mist in the air rolled at a speed that suddenly accelerated. Lin Haidun felt his body tremble violently, and inside his body
Almost all the blood came out of the body, and his face changed drastically!
"ah!!!"
Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen screams were heard, and some weak Chinese disciples were seen as if their whole bodies were bleeding. The bright red blood suddenly penetrated their bodies, spurted out, and instantly turned into mummies.
"Suck it~" Grenwell licked his lips, his eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light, the smell of blood quickly filled the air, and the blood mist in the air seemed to become more intense.
"Vampire, vampire!"
When some people saw this scene, they were so frightened that they exclaimed loudly, trembling, and their eyes were filled with incomparable fear.
"I don't want to die. I have worked hard for many years to achieve what I have today. I can't die here!" Some disciples, feeling deep fear in their hearts, suddenly became irritated and behaved abnormally. They stood up and ran towards the entrance of Piaomiao Peak.
.
"ah!!!"
However, after running two steps, their bodies were instantly surrounded by blood mist. When the blood mist became thinner, people were shocked to find that they had all turned into mummies!
"Don't run away, don't resist! Because all this is in vain!" Grenwell's voice, which sounded like it came from the Nine Nether Hells, echoed in everyone's hearts for a long time.
"The moment my noble blood descendant dies, your fate is determined!"