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Six hundred and twelve, the blood god son

Bai Sheng is a self-aware person. Even Ancestor Wenyang like Ma Zongyang was plotted against by Master Yan and suffered a big loss. He is still not able to face off against enemies of this level. Even with Jiukong

With the help of Tiangui Xuanming, he is not invincible.

If it were normal, that would be fine, but this time even the old dragon king Fantuojia was dispatched, and there might be other ruthless characters lurking. Bai Sheng said that he did not want to be cannon fodder, and there were many opportunities to kill the four elders of the Ma family.

, and there is no need to rush.

After Bai Sheng made up his mind, he paused for a moment, just to protect the dozen or so people who were rescued, and refused to move out easily again.

In this chaotic land where the Dragon King Realm and the underworld intersect for tens of thousands of miles, thousands of miles of blue waves blend with the endless Yin evil energy of the Nine Netherworlds, and the environment is harsh and abnormal. Except for the battlefield where the Dragon King Fantuojia and the ancestor of Xuanming, Ma Zongyang, fight

, among the seven or eight most dazzling places, Bai Sheng is one of them. The sword light of the Eighteen Mud Plow Hell Sword is as crystal clear as lightning. There are almost no sea monsters that can withstand Bai Sheng’s sword, so soon after

, gradually disciples from other sects came to seek refuge.

Bai Sheng did not reject anyone who came, even the disciples of the Styx Sword Sect, he did not expel them, he just let go of the sword light, protecting a radius of about six to seven hundred miles.

Bai Sheng made up his mind to remain unchanged in the face of all changes and stick to it. He no longer cared about other battlefields, but only focused on the battle between Ma Zongyang and the old dragon king Fantuojia. The Taoist practice practiced by the old dragon king Fantuojia was also

It comes from the same origin as the White Dragon Girl, but his internal true thunder net is also mixed with other dragon spells, which is more powerful and powerful. Even though Ma Zongyang's netherworld contains all things, it cannot swallow this old dragon.

Go in. The endless black light of the netherworld is constantly blown to pieces by the white light of the real thunder in the interior scene, but then it is eroded again. The two parties have equal mana and similar experience. The battle competition is about who has profound moral principles and full patience.

Bai Sheng was comparing the two people's magic power and fighting skills when he suddenly sensed someone intruding. He immediately turned around and saw Yao Changsheng flying closer with twenty or thirty people. When Yao Changsheng saw Bai Sheng, he just clicked

With one move, he left all these people behind, turned around and left again. Bai Sheng felt funny in his heart, but he still cheered up and shouted: "Everyone, join me and join forces to fight against the enemy!"

The people brought by Yao Changsheng include disciples of the Xuanming Sect and the younger generations of various families who practice the Taoism of the Xuanming Sect. Bai Sheng's sword is so majestic that he can defeat all the monsters. None of these people dare to challenge Bai Sheng's majesty.

Be obedient and get along with the group of people protected by Bai Sheng.

As the saying goes: The tree wants to be still but the wind doesn’t stop!

Bai Sheng was holding fast, waiting for the battle situation to change, when a bloody light suddenly rushed out from the intersection of the two small worlds. This bloody light was more powerful than any Taoist grandmaster Bai Sheng had ever seen.

The attacks were a hundred times more powerful. Even the Dragon King Fan Tuojia and Patriarch Ma Zongyang, who were fighting bitterly, broke apart because of this, each withdrew hundreds of miles away, no longer fighting, but looking at the bloody light rising into the sky.

Bai Sheng immediately guessed that it was the light of the Netherworld Blood River Flag. He was horrified in his heart and secretly thought: "Could it be that the Netherworld Blood River Flag refined the Son of Blood God and broke through its own limitations? If so, I will go back immediately."

Plane Three: "Snake Demon God, these two small worlds will become extinct sooner or later."

Just as Bai Sheng's thoughts came to his mind, he saw a blood-colored shadow in the blood light. It looked very small at first, like a grain of rice, but then it got bigger and bigger, and finally broke through the shackles of the blood light, and screamed loudly, like ten thousand people.

Thousands of voices, all roaring in anger, were extremely harsh.

"The Son of Blood God has broken through the shackles of the Netherworld Blood River Flag. This is not a good thing."

At some point, Ma Zongyang suddenly moved to Bai Sheng's side, and suddenly shouted through a voice: "All Xuanming Sect disciples, as well as the families who practice this sect's Taoism, if you don't want to die, please quickly return to Bitter Poison Mountain with me. After a while,

, your life and death will depend on your destiny."

Dragon King Fan Tuojia also roared and ordered his sea monsters to withdraw from the battlefield, seeming to have sensed something was wrong.

Just as the two ancestors were withdrawing their disciples and subordinates, another sword light flew into the sky. Although this sword light was not as powerful as the Netherworld Blood River Flag and Blood God Son Xie Yi, it was not inferior to the power of the sword light.

Ma Zongyang and the old dragon king Fan Tuojia, a middle-aged man with a majestic face shouted loudly: "Listen to the order, all the disciples of the Styx Sword Sect, follow me and withdraw to the Styx River! But those who are slow will be killed without mercy!"

Ma Zongyang saw this majestic-looking middle-aged man, he sneered, and said to Bai Sheng: "That is me, the leader of the Styx Sword Sect, Master Yan. This man looks dignified, but he is despicable and unscrupulous.

My disciples killed a lot of people for him, but he didn't take advantage of me much. If you meet this person in the future, you should be more careful."

Ma Zongyang waved his sleeves, and the boundless black light swallowed up all the Xuanming Sect disciples, and then wandered around the battlefield endlessly, waiting until he took away all the Xuanming Sect members.

, then he let out a long laugh and turned into black light and flew away.

The old dragon king Fan Tuojia has too many men, so he cannot evacuate them all at once, especially because there are many monsters and monsters who cannot change their bodies and have huge bodies. They can only swim in the sea and their speed is even slower.

After the blood shadow broke through the shackles, it immediately swayed and shot toward the battlefield. The blood shadow grew bigger and bigger in the void, and finally became as big as a mountain. It was just picked up casually, and on the sea

Immediately, more than a hundred giant fish appeared, but their bodies were withered, and all their essence, blood, vitality, and soul were swallowed up by the blood shadow. Not only the sea monsters, but also the disciples of various sects in the underworld, all those who were affected by this blood shadow

If it is contaminated even a little, the essence and blood will immediately wither and the body will become rotten. No matter what magic power is used, it will not be able to resist it at all.

Bai Sheng, relying on Jiukong Tiangui Xuanming, was able to observe some of the situation. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but secretly feel cold. He thought in his heart: "With my magic power, I can't even see this blood."

The Son of God's men can't hold on for a moment, and this blood shadow is so fast, I'm afraid it can't reach the speed of ten sounds. Even if I use all my magic power, I can only reach one-fifth of its speed. It's hard to escape. It's so embarrassing.

Ancestor Zong Yang takes action, otherwise I would still be here, and I might be dead now. Under this bloody shadow, I am no different from those ordinary people."

In just an instant, the number of creatures that died under that bloody shadow exceeded thousands. The two realms of Dragon King Realm and Underworld had the highest combat power, but they didn’t dare to look back at all. I, the ancestor of the Styx Sword Sect, Master Yan, had already withdrawn.

After leaving the battlefield, only the disciples of the Tianyao Sect and the Dongji Zhen Sect were greeted. Although they were also greeted by the elders of the sect, they were not as powerful as the two ancestors of the Xuanming Sect and the Styx Sword Sect. Less than 30% of the people evacuated, and the rest

All the disciples were trapped in the battlefield, but the elders of the two sects who escaped saw their disciples being killed by the blood shadow all their lives, but they did not dare to save them, and instead urged Dunguang to escape.

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