Zhuo Wen frowned slowly. After the blood line penetrated into his body, all other blood lines that had escaped disappeared and a rather fiery blood light began to appear on his body.
Blood light filled Zhuo Wen's whole body. If it were in the dark, Zhuo Wen's whole body would burst out with blood light, just like a bloody man.
After Zhuo Wen carefully looked inside his body several times with his spiritual consciousness, he was unable to detect the specific location of the blood line that submerged into his body.
"What the hell is that?"
Zhuo Wen tried every means to cover up the blood on his body, but found that it was useless. At this moment, Zhuo Wen felt a faint sense of ominousness.
He was sure that this bloody light was definitely not a good thing, and it must have been inflicted on him by someone else in some way.
Zhuo Wen had only been in Taiqing Fairyland for half a year, and he only knew a few people. The only people who had a grudge against him were Yang Tong and Bi Shuang, who had just destroyed their Dantian.
"I have already let you live, but since you are looking for death, I will help you."
Zhuo Wen's eyes showed murderous intent, he kicked off his right foot and returned the way he came. The bloody light just now was definitely inseparable from Yang Tong and Bi Shuang.
After a while, Zhuo Wen flew over the previous valley, but the figures of Yang Tong and Bi Shuang in the valley were no longer there.
"You can't escape."
Zhuo Wen pointed the sword with his right hand, and suddenly a sword energy swept out. This sword energy swept around in front of him, and then swept away in one direction.
Yang Tong and Bi Shuang still have the aura of Zhuo Wen's sword energy in their Dantians. Zhuo Wen can follow the aura of this sword energy to track the fleeing Yang Tong and Bi Shuang.
Hundreds of miles away from the valley, Yang Tong and Bi Shuang were flying continuously, but their speed was not very fast. After all, their Dantian was broken and their star power could not fully supply their whole bodies. Now they could only barely maintain flying status.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a sound broke through the air, and Yang Tong and Bi Shuang, who were flying slowly, became alert. They turned around and immediately saw Zhuo Wen coming from behind with murderous intent.
"No, this guy is catching up. How did he determine our location?"
Yang Tong's face changed slightly and he suddenly panicked. Bi Shuang was not much better either.
Neither of them was Zhuo Wen's opponent in their heyday. Now that their Dantian has been broken and their strength has been greatly reduced, I'm afraid Zhuo Wen will easily kill them.
Zhuo Wen was extremely fast, and he was not far away from Yang Tong and Bi Shuang in an instant. Just when he was about to take action, an ominous feeling suddenly burst out in his mind.
Whoosh!
The moment this ominous feeling first arose, a sharp sound of wind came from behind Zhuo Wen, and then a bloody hand quickly stretched out in the space not far behind Zhuo Wen's head.
The bloody hand held a bloody dagger, and the bloody tip pointed directly at the back of Zhuo Wen's head and stabbed it hard, decisively and unexpectedly.
Zhuo Wen reacted quickly. The moment the bloody hand came out, he sensed something was wrong. He kicked off his right foot and quickly turned sideways.
However, the bloody hand was too close to him, and with its ruthless and decisive speed, no matter how fast Zhuo Wen reacted, he was still caught by the bloody hand.
Poof!
The dagger slashed across the side of Zhuo Wen's face, and a very deep wound appeared directly on Zhuo Wen's face. Bright blood spurted out, dyeing the side of Zhuo Wen's face red, adding a ferocious feeling to Zhuo Wen.
"Huh?"
A soft whine came from behind Zhuo Wen, as if he was surprised by Zhuo Wen's quick reaction speed.
Zhuo Wen took advantage of this moment and grabbed the bloody hand holding the bloody dagger with his left hand. Then he pointed the sword finger of his right hand back a little and used the sword to stab the thorns.
I saw countless sharp sword shadows rushing out, turning into terrifying shadows of thorns.
The shadow of thorns was densely packed, like an ivy, turning into a spiral and spinning continuously, instantly wrapping around the owner of the bloody hand behind him.
And Zhuo Wen even more rudely pointed out a foot of sword light with the sword finger of his left hand, and suddenly cut off the bloody hand he was holding.
At the same time, Zhuo Wen turned around suddenly and stared coldly at the figure behind him who was bound by the thorns transformed by the shadow of the sword.
I saw this figure was a man in a bloody robe. His face was expressionless. Even though his bloody hand was cut off by him just now, his face was still expressionless, as if he felt no pain at all.
The cultivation level of this blood-robed man is around the middle stage of Heavenly God, but the sense of crisis he gives Zhuo Wen is stronger than that of Yang Tong in the late stage of Heavenly God. Moreover, the hiding method of this blood-robed man is extremely terrifying. He was hidden in space before.
Zhuo Wen didn't notice it at all.
It wasn't until the moment when the blood-robed man escaped that Zhuo Wen finally discovered the traces of the blood-robed man. If Zhuo Wen hadn't acted decisively and reacted quickly, he might have been killed by the blood-robed man.
"Those who are killed by blood must die!"
The blood-robed man, who was entangled by countless swords and thorns, looked indifferently. His eyes burst out with blood. Suddenly, his whole body swelled and exploded.
Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank, but he did not expect that the man in blood robe would choose to self-destruct so decisively, and the terrifying explosion energy instantly enveloped Zhuo Wen.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen's Eye of Heavenly Devouring split open between his eyebrows, and a black vortex swept out of the Eye of Heavenly Devouring, surrounding Zhuo Wen.
At the moment when the blood-robed man self-destructed, nine bloody whirlpools appeared in the space outside the explosion, and nine blood-robed men appeared in these nine bloody whirlpools.
"It's not easy to kill a person with blood. He's not dead yet. Let's kill him together!"
The first blood-robed man finished speaking coldly, and then led the other eight blood-robed men, turned into nine rays of blood, and disappeared into the explosion.
Not far away, Yang Tong and Bi Shuang looked at this scene and both breathed a sigh of relief. These nine blood-robed men were not simple. The leading blood-robed man among them was in the late stage of the gods, and the rest were all.
The middle stage of Demigod.
You must know that the killers in the Blood Temple are extremely terrifying. Their assassination methods are very powerful and can often kill the gods of the same level. Even the blood-robed people in the middle stage of the gods, Yang Tong does not dare to mess with them, because they are a group of murderous lunatics who want to kill people.
The end justifies the means at all.
"This Zhuo Wen is dead. A late-stage god from the Blood Temple and eight mid-stage god killers join forces, which is enough to kill any late-stage god monk. Even the monks at the peak of the god level may be severely injured." Yang Tong said with a sneer.
At this moment, in the boundless explosion group, endless fire waves spread and swept across. Zhuo Wen was in the fire waves, surrounded by the devouring power emerging from the Eye of Heavenly Devouring, constantly sucking in the terrifying power of the surrounding fire waves.
Whoosh whoosh!
Suddenly, the sound of nine rays breaking through the air suddenly came from not far away, and then Zhuo Wen's eyes narrowed slightly and he discovered that outside the fire wave, nine blood-robed men transformed into nine directions and rushed toward Zhuo Wen at the core.
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At this moment, Zhuo Wen was holding a ball of fire in his heart. He didn't know this group of blood-robed men at all. They killed him as soon as they came up. And it's not over yet. This made Zhuo Wen feel an unknown fire.
"If you want to die, I'll let you die!"
Zhuo Wen's eyes revealed murderous intent, and an extremely strong invisible ripple force burst out from his body. Like a pebble falling into water, the ring-shaped ripples filled the entire explosion, causing the explosion to stagnate.
"Is this... the power of Dao's will? And it's the third level of Dao's will. Where does this kid come from?"
The nine blood-robed men stagnated, and the leader showed a look of horror. He was able to understand the three levels of Taoism. This is a monster-like existence in the Taiqing Immortal realm.
Moreover, the young man in front of him looks extremely young, and he is probably a key disciple in a certain hall.
"Sir..." A person behind the leading man in blood robe said hesitantly.
"Kill! Those who kill with blood must be killed. This is the rule of our Blood Temple. The precedent cannot be broken. This child is just an early stage god. How about killing the forces behind him to withstand my Blood Temple?"
The leader of the blood-robed man finished speaking coldly, stepped on his right foot, regarded the surrounding fire waves as nothing, and continued to move towards Zhuo Wen in front.
As for the eight blood-robed men behind him, they naturally followed the instructions of the leading blood-robed man.
At this moment, Zhuo Wen also moved. He stepped on the fire wave and took one step forward. Invisible ripples appeared under his feet, and his speed was like nothing in the fire wave.
"The sword pierces the thorns!"
Zhuo Wen pointed to the right, and the sword light on his fingertips was like a real divine sword, emitting dense sword shadows and thorns.
The sword shadow and thorns at this moment were much more terrifying and powerful than before. In an instant, they enveloped the entire explosion range.
The nine blood-robed men were caught off guard and were immediately restrained by sword-pierced thorns. Among them, the leading blood-robed man was much stronger. At the moment when the sword shadow was restrained by the thorns, he pulled out the blood-colored dagger with both hands and rotated his waist. The daggers in both hands followed his rotation.
Turned into a ring of blood light.
In an instant, the sword shadow thorns were destroyed layer by layer by the leading blood-robed man. However, there were a lot of sword shadow thorns, and they were constantly growing in a spiral shape. If the leading blood-robed man destroyed one layer, there would still be another.
layer.
As for the other eight blood-robed men, they couldn't even move. They were entangled in sword shadows and thorns, and could only barely support themselves.
Zhuo Wen strolled leisurely in front of a blood-robed man, and the sword finger of his right hand emitted a milky white sword light, which instantly hit the blood-robed man's eyebrows and immediately destroyed his soul.
Zhuo Wen knew very well that once these blood-robed men found out that they could not escape, they would immediately self-destruct like the blood-robed man he met for the first time, so Zhuo Wen moved quickly, restraining these blood-robed men in the sword shadow and thorns.
He took action in an instant.
With the help of the power of the third level of Taoism, Zhuo Wen's speed soared to the extreme. He pointed out the sword fingers of his right hand and killed seven blood-robed men in an instant. The eighth blood-robed man also realized that something was wrong and immediately planned to self-destruct.
Unfortunately, the Eye of Heavenly Devouring between Zhuo Wen's brows opened immediately, and a devouring power surged out. The moment the man in blood robe was about to self-destruct, he was completely swallowed by the Eye of Heavenly Devouring.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, the leading blood-robed man had destroyed the thorns surrounding the sword shadow, and suddenly rushed out. He immediately found that the other eight blood-robed men had died unexpectedly, and their faces suddenly became extremely ugly.