Even if he uses his last bit of strength to protect Liu Feifei, he must never give up. Zhang Hupan stared closely at the demon road wrapped in blood mist in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes were gleaming, and there was a loud sound: "Sword "Feijingtian" sacrificed the Purple Flame Sword. The sword moved with his heart. The Purple Flame Sword shone brightly and roared towards Ling Daozi like lightning.
Looking at the roaring Purple Flame Sword, Ling Daozi's face changed slightly, and a blood drop the size of a fist suddenly appeared from Ling Daozi's head. Thousands of blood rays shone out, filling the whole world in an instant. It was eclipsed and shrouded in a blood cloud. The boundless blood cloud was like a roaring sea wave, rushing toward the Purple Flame Sword. The purple sword light was instantly submerged in the boundless blood cloud.
"Blood Soul Bead! Yang Sha Blood Yin Demonic Skill!" Zhang Hupan was shocked, but he was very angry inside. He refined the Blood Soul Bead. This magical skill took the lives of many boys and girls.
"Haha, suffer death, boy!" Ling Daozi shouted proudly in the blood mist.
It's just a flying sword made by the world's best weapon refiner, coupled with Wudang's ultimate sword technique, how can it be conquered so easily?
"Hmph, how dare demons and evil spirits be so rampant!" Zhang Hupan shouted violently.
Suddenly in a sea of blood, the already dim purple flame sword's light surged again, transforming into thousands of purple flame swords, like crazy bison, rushing around in the sea of blood. The sea of blood suddenly looked like a roaring wave, There is a faint tendency to break up.
"High-grade Flying Sword!" Ling Daozi was shocked, the blood in his eyes surged, and the blood appeared on his pale cheeks. His crystal-clear hands in the blood mist changed strangely like lightning, and the blood beads hanging on the top shone red again, supporting him. The blood glow is about to burst.
Zhang Hupan was waiting for such a moment. A figure flashed past Ling Daozi, and Zhang Hupan shot out of the formation like an arrow.
Ling Daozi immediately realized Zhang Hupan's intention. How could he allow the pure Yin girl he had obtained to be taken away, not to mention that the one who took her away was a Wudang disciple with a blood feud. A flash of blood flashed, and Ling Daozi came to his senses instantly. Chasing after Zhang Hupan, a sinister smile appeared on his face, his arms grew longer, and his palm turned into a blood-red claw, "Haha, kid, run away in front of me, you are asking for your own death! Try the power of my bloody claws." !", the bloody hand suddenly grew again, and a thick bloody red light once again accelerated towards Zhang Hupan's back and chased the soul.
Zhang Hupan never knew that facing a distracted demon without fully coping with it, turning around and running away was an extremely stupid act that would lead to death, but Liu Feifei in his arms forced him to do so.
"Colorful Immortal Armor, protect the body!" Zhang Hupan shouted loudly and ran forward quickly without looking back. In front of the Nascent Soul stage master, the Five Elements Formation was rushed to pieces.
"Jingjing, come on, leave quickly!" Finally arriving at the place where Hu Jingjing was staying, Zhang Hupan shouted and threw the Liu Feifei in his hand towards Hu Jingjing who was hiding in the hiding formation.
In an instant, the blood demon reached his palm, and a huge force hit Zhang Hupan's back from behind. "Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out. The Yuanying in the body was crumbling, and a gloomy and violent dark force crazily penetrated into the body. , the light of the colorful immortal armor suddenly dimmed a lot. If it weren't for the protective body of the colorful immortal armor, Ling Daozi's palm would have beaten Zhang Hupan to death.
A drop of blood slipped from the corner of Zhang Hupan's mouth and dripped onto the Yasaka Qiongqu jade hanging on Zhang Hupan's neck. The blood that dripped on it just for a moment was absorbed into the jade and disappeared without a trace. Zhang Hupan thought about this piece of jade several times.
He put it in the Qiankun Ring, but he couldn't put it in anyway, so Zhang Hupan hung it around his neck helplessly.
"Master!" A mournful and shrill exclamation sounded in the primeval forest.
"Hurry up!" yelled.
There was a distortion of space, a few tears instantly disappeared in the distorted space, and a white light shot out from the void.
"No!" With a ghostly cry, Ling Daozi knew something was going to happen, so he ignored the injured Zhang Hupan and quickly grabbed Hu Jingjing with his huge bloody palm.
"Qiankun Circle, close it!" Zhang Hupan instantly raised the Qiankun Circle. The huge Qiankun Circle roared with flames and hit the huge blood palm. "Puff", the blood mist surrounding the blood palm came into contact with the Qiankun.
After the circle of flames, it boiled instantly and then disappeared. Just as the Qiankun Circle was about to hit the bloody palm, Ling Daozi had no intention of stopping his hand to resist. He stared at Hu Jingjing closely, and continued to stretch his palm forward, just as he was about to hit it.
Hu Jingjing was caught. Zhang Hupan shouted angrily: "Bang!" The flames surrounding the Qiankun Circle suddenly exploded, and the flames quickly passed through the blood mist like sharp swords and hit Ling Daozi's bloody palm.
"Ah!" Ling Daozi screamed, and the bloody palm was blown away with blood and flesh, slightly deviating from the direction. "Hiss!" A snow-white skirt was torn off by Ling Daozi's blood-red claws, but Hu Jingjing disappeared into the void.
"Ah!" Looking at Hu Jingjing and Liu Feifei disappearing in the air, Ling Daozi raised his head to the sky and let out a shrill roar, then slowly turned around with a ferocious face and blood in his eyes. "Boy, I want to kill him.
You, I want to drink up all your blood, I want you to refine your soul into a blood flag, torture you day and night, and make you unable to be reincarnated forever!"
Seeing Hu Jingjing leaving with Liu Feifei, Zhang Hupan finally let go of the huge stone in his heart. He deliberately pretended to be seriously injured, panting, but secretly took his luck, refining the gloomy air that had just invaded his body, his eyes
Staring closely at Ling Daozi and the Blood Soul Orb suspended above his head. When the Purple Flame Sword flew away from Zhang Hupan, it lost the support of Zhang Hupan's true energy. It had already been swallowed by the sea of blood and lost its light.
He fell to the ground in despair. Now the only thing Zhang Hupan can rely on is the Qiankun Ring, also known as the Qiankun Circle, the most precious treasure of the town sect left by Zhang Sanfeng when he broke through the void.
At this time, the rest of the Qingcheng faction also arrived, and dozens of people blocked any retreat from Zhang Hupan.
Looking at Zhang Hupan, who was now pale with blood on the corner of his mouth, Ling Daozi's eyes showed extreme hatred. Although he was surprised that a full blow with his cultivation in the distraction period did not kill Zhang Hupan, but
But he had already secretly regarded Zhang Hupan as a man who had run out of oil. Obviously Ling Daozi did not want to kill Zhang Hupan right away. He wanted to kill Zhang Hupan slowly. He wanted Zhang Hupan to be tortured, frightened and tortured while he was still alive.
After death, his soul would be imprisoned forever, and he looked at Zhang Hupan coldly like a cat and mouse.
Feeling the powerful aura and gloominess of Ling Daozi in front of him, as well as the eager stares of the people around him, Zhang Hupan smiled bitterly in his heart, knowing that he was going to die here today. Master, Liu Xizhen, Zhu Yan, Song Yulin... and others flashed in front of him one by one,
I felt a little bit reluctant in my heart.
"Farewell my friends and relatives!" Zhang Hupan cried secretly in his heart.
Although Zhang Hupan knew where to escape the disaster this time, how could Zhang Sanfeng's disciples be killed at will, and how could the treasure of the town sect left behind by Zhang Sanfeng be a simple thing?
"Qiankun Wuji! Sacrifice", the dying Zhang Hupan suddenly erupted, and the Qiankun Circle suddenly rose into the sky again, changing into a huge circle. The fiery red flames were burning around the steel ring, and the sky was suddenly illuminated like a sea of fire. The huge
The ring of fire projected downwards like lightning, instantly reaching the Qingcheng Taoist priests.
"Ah!" The Qingcheng Taoist priest did not expect that the dying Zhang Hupan would actually use his killing move under the eyes of his ancestor. Those Qingcheng Taoist priests were only at the Jindan stage, so how could Zhang Hupan's furious and full blow
Although all of the enemies offered their magic weapons and flying swords, they were absolutely not enough in front of a high-grade magic weapon like the Qiankun Ring. The hot flames instantly melted all the magic weapons and flying swords that wanted to compete with it without stopping.
It continued to roar and fly towards everyone.
Ling Daozi's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that Zhang Hupan could perform such a powerful trick after being hit hard by his bloody palm. These Qingcheng disciples were all talented people he had worked hard to cultivate. How?
I can watch them die.
In panic, he hurriedly raised the blood flag with his magic weapon, and suddenly a huge, bright red flag covered the entire sky, blocking the progress of the fire ring.
How could a desperate attack be so futile? Endless true energy was injected into the Qiankun Circle again. Zhang Hupan was sweating like rain. The already injured Zhang Hupan could no longer hold back the blood and essence spewed out.
After receiving Zhang Hupan Hong Hao's true power, the Qiankun Circle once again showed its power, and the fiery red flames turned purple. Wudang's mountain-holding treasure once again showed its power at the critical moment. "Puff" The blood flag flag raised in a hurry can no longer resist the top grade.
The attack of the magic weapon was actually ignited by the purple fire. The souls sealed in the blood banner screamed loudly, and many of them were instantly killed by the Qiankun Circle whizzing by. Ling Daozi suppressed the blood banner that was connected to his mind.
Qi's face was livid due to the injuries caused by the injury. Even with his flesh and blood, he still did not dare to force himself to resist the power of the Qiankun Circle. He watched helplessly as the power he had worked so hard to cultivate was burned up in the flames.
After being enclosed in the body, Zhang Hupan had already run out of lamp oil, and the Nascent Soul in his body had long been sluggish. Looking at the hysterical and extremely painful Ling Daozi, a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Hupan's mouth. After all, he still did not weaken his master's name.
After all, he has done great harm to the world.
"Go to hell!" Ling Daozi screamed angrily. He no longer had the intention to play cat and mouse games with Zhang Hupan, and no longer dared to have a slight contempt for Zhang Hupan. The Blood Soul Bead on his head once again released thousands of waves.
The light and the sea of blood surged toward Zhang Hupan again. Poor Zhang Hupan had no ability to resist the attack at this time, and how could he use the Qiankun Circle again? He was instantly submerged by the sea of blood, and no trace of anyone could be seen. Ling Daozi couldn't help but proudly said
Laughing loudly, he increased the power of the Blood Soul Pearl, trying to refine Zhang Hupan in the sea of blood.