At this time, high in the sky, not only was Zuoqiu Zongming and Ancestor Wuxiang fighting fiercely, but other situations also occurred.
I saw a blood-colored cloud coming towards me from a distance.
This blood-colored cloud spread to the sky like a tide, hundreds of feet high, covering the sky and the sun, and seemed to be able to submerge the entire Qingya City.
And in these blood-colored clouds, blood-red phantoms are hiding in them. Each blood shadow is agile and fast, with an indescribable sense of evil, like a skinned vampire.
A monk finally escaped from Qingya City, but ended up running into this bloody cloud.
These bloody clouds are extremely dangerous.
On the spot, the man's face was like raw meat that had been exposed to strong acid. It quickly turned black and red, began to corrode violently, and even smoke emitted. As for the monk, he opened his mouth and let out a miserable howl.
This man reacted quickly. He was a golden elixir human immortal. He hurriedly sacrificed his own magic weapon and used his magical power in an attempt to block these bloody clouds.
Who knew that these bloody clouds were much more terrifying than he imagined.
Although his magical powers are quite impressive, and the power of his natal magic weapon is also quite powerful, under this situation, it is still difficult to resist. The magical power is instantly broken by the blood mist, and even the extremely hard natal magic weapon is quickly broken.
It was corroded by the blood mist and even melted, turning into a pile of black waste in just one breath.
Along with the monk himself, he was pounced by a blood shadow, and then his whole body was swallowed up in an instant. When the blood shadow flew away again, only a thin piece of human skin was left slowly falling down.
Down.
Many people's hearts beat wildly after watching this scene.
After all, he was a golden elixir monk who had attained the status of human immortality, but his life was taken away so easily.
What is the origin of these blood mist?
But there were also some people whose expressions changed drastically and they recognized the origin of the blood mist.
Some people even exclaimed: "Blood mist. This is the immortal-eating demonic mist of the Blood Sea Sect. The person coming must be a powerful person from the Blood Sea Sect!"
"What, the powerful Yinshen of the Blood Sea Religion? What should we do?!"
The Blood Sea Sect is the top orthodoxy in the demonic world. In terms of power and inheritance, it is not inferior to ancient forces such as the Sun Palace and the Three Immortals Island. Moreover, the Blood Sea Sect's magical power has always been famous for being weird and difficult to guard against. Therefore,
When many people heard the words "Blood Sea Sect", their expressions changed drastically, and they didn't know what to do for a while!
Ancestor Wuxiang, who was fighting Zuoqiu Zongming in the sky, laughed heartily: "Fellow Xueyun Daoist has come at the right time. Join me quickly and kill Zuoqiu Zongming together."
"I have to say that although Zuoqiu is not very good at magical powers, his Taoism is very pure. For you, it is simply a wonderful product to nourish your body!"
Ancestor Wuxiang laughed loudly, his voice harsh and unpleasant, but it also made many people's hearts tremble.
Just a Wuxiang Ancestor is already quite difficult to deal with, and now a Blood Cloud Ancestor from the Blood Sea Sect has appeared, and this is going to be troublesome!
"Fellow Taoist Wuxiang, what you said is wrong. The old ghost Zuoqiu's cultivation is certainly pure, but with your body, Taoist friend, which is astonishing to the devil, I think you have already regarded this old ghost as a treasure."
A blood-colored figure emerged from the blood-colored cloud. The light flowed around the body of the blood-colored figure, and gradually transformed into a Chinese-character face, full of majesty of a middle-aged man.
This seems to be the Xueyun Patriarch mentioned by Patriarch Wuxiang.
But many people actually know that since Patriarch Xueyun was born in the Blood Sea Sect, he must be proficient in the Blood Sea Sect's supreme book "Blood Nerve".
All the energy and spirit were swallowed up, leaving only a broken human skin.
Moreover, these blood shadows are special in nature and are not afraid of being killed by ordinary flying knives and flying swords. Even ordinary magical powers have no effect on them.
Only a few pure yang magical powers, or some extremely strong and yang thunder methods, have some effect on it.
In addition, only a few great magical powers from Buddhism, or some great magical powers from Taoism to subjugate demons, can restrain this kind of blood shadow magical power.
But even so, the blood shadow is just one of the complete souls of those who practice blood nerve.
Even if this blood shadow is finally killed and destroyed, it will not cause any harm to the ancestor of Xueyun.
The troublesome thing about the Bloody Cloud Ancestor lies precisely in this!
Not only Zuoqiu Zongming and Patriarch Wuxiang knew this, but Zuoqiu Cheng, Li Yu, and some other monks present also knew this.
Ancestor Wuxiang's eyes flashed, and he burst into laughter. As he spoke, he kept moving his hands, controlling the immortal demon and Zuoqiu Zongming with his kneading skills to continue fighting, erupting with an astonishing momentum.
While fighting with Zuoqiu Zongming, he looked at Patriarch Xueyun and coldly snorted: "Xueyun, I didn't expect that it would be you who came. It's a pity that you will definitely come back today!"
"Old ghost Zuoqiu, you and I are both people who have lived for thousands of years. It's not scary to be so old. If you really think you can scare me away with just one sentence, you might as well hope to be able to scare me away."
The birth of the banished immortal into the world can prove that all living beings can be saved!"
Ancestor Xueyun laughed, but he did not make any move.
Zuoqiu Zongming concentrated on fighting with Patriarch Wuxiang, but only diverted part of his attention to be just in case. He also had no intention of taking action against Patriarch Xueyun.
He had already guessed that Patriarch Xueyun could come, so he naturally responded accordingly.
"Old ghost Zuoqiu, I can give you a chance now. As long as you hand over the pieces of the Falling God's Bell, I will turn around and leave. How about that?"
Ancestor Xueyun looked at Zuoqiu Zongming and said.
Zuoqiu Zongming, however, snorted coldly and said in a bad tone: "The blood cloud, the Fallen God's Bell and other divine objects are also something you can plot? I really don't know what to say!"
Ancestor Xueyun was not angry, but sighed: "Well, since you don't want to hand it over, I have no choice but to come and get it myself."
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice said calmly:
"Xueyun, uncle, he can't be distracted for the time being. Since you come to our Qingya City, let me entertain you."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of Ancestor Xueyun. It was Yundingtian, another Yin God of Qingya City!
Seeing this, Patriarch Xueyun smiled and said, "It turns out it's you, this junior. Yes, I will take care of you first and then refine all the monks in this city. It's a worthwhile trip."
As soon as he finished speaking, the bloody clouds behind him surged toward the top of the sky. Thousands of blood shadows swished up at extremely fast speeds. Some blood shadows even controlled various magic weapons.
There is a strange smell that is sweet and suffocating.
Not to mention anything else, just this overwhelming and terrifying momentum is enough to make people tremble!