With pigtails on his head and tattoos on his face, the withered blood Taoist soldier of the Li ethnic group fights with the Blood Moon Deadpool.
The air in mid-air exploded continuously, turning into waves of white air that dispersed. Wherever they passed, it was like being cut off by a huge wind blade, the black water burst, and the trees, mountains and rocks below all shattered and turned into pieces.
Make glutinous rice flour.
The withered blood Taoist soldier of the Li tribe swayed across the body of Blood Moon Deadpool. The black blood mist dissipated and corroded, and the vegetation for several miles withered and turned into fly ash.
His offensive momentum has no effect on Blood Moon Deadpool. Any force will penetrate Blood Moon Deadpool without any hindrance just like piercing through a phantom.
While Blood Moon Deadpool was unscathed, when he counterattacked, all his moves fell on the withered blood Taoist soldiers.
"Bang bang bang..."
The black water continued to explode, and even the minions of the Buddha Sect and the unlucky guy whose head was devoured by the headless lantern were also affected, and their bodies continued to explode, and they died unexpectedly.
The hand-to-hand combat was so intense that these two guys fought like two masters playing at each other.
"It's really unreasonable..."
Qin Yang watched the battle from a distance, smacking his lips in admiration.
This strong man from the Li tribe had been following the path of physical cultivation before, but the path he took was a little weird. His whole body was covered in poison. After being refined into a withered blood Taoist soldier, he became even more fearless of death, had no pain, and was not afraid of injury.
, it’s a completely life-and-death style of play.
It's a pity that if you face other monks, this kind of poisonous dog-skin plaster can't kill them, but it will definitely disgust them to death.
However, what he encountered was Blood Moon Deadpool who played the same game and didn't do any defense at all.
His two-wheel blood moon magical power is really a bit unreasonable. He can only hit others, but others can't reach him.
This life-threatening fighting method is even more thorough than that of the Withered Blood Taoist Soldiers.
"Heipi, come here for reference." Qin Yang pulled Heipi and asked Heipi to watch the battle.
A madman who is not afraid of death, and a half-fool without a brain. Their fighting methods are of great reference value, especially suitable for the future development direction of black leather.
In the past one stick of incense, the Withered Blood Taoist Soldier somehow seized an opportunity, seizing the moment when Blood Moon Deadpool was switching between reality and reality, and inserted two sharp claws into Blood Moon Deadpool's chest.
"The battle is over. The withered Taoist soldier is finished." Qin Yang's expression condensed and he turned to look at the others: "You guys stay well on the boat and don't cause trouble. I'll go say hello."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the claws of the Withered Blood Taoist inserted into Blood Moon Deadpool's body. It seemed as if it lost resistance instantly. His arms passed through Blood Moon Deadpool's body, and he collided face to face with Blood Moon Deadpool.
Together.
The Blood Moon Deadpool opened his arms and embraced the withered blood Taoist soldiers.
"Pfft..."
The withered blood Taoist soldiers exploded into a ball of blood mist, and their limbs and heads shot out in all directions like arrows from the string.
Qin Yang stared at the withered Taoist soldier's broken head, took a moment to catch it in mid-air.
Most of the opponent's head has dried up, and the part under the jaw has completely disappeared. The expression on his face is still there, and his eyes can even move.
Sensing Qin Yang's hand grabbing his head, the withered-blood Taoist soldier immediately bared his teeth and turned to bite Qin Yang.
"What a mad dog. Only his head is left and he is still alive..."
Qin Yang sneered, took out a piece of blood jade, and stuffed it directly into the mouth of the withered blood Taoist soldier.
"Puff...Puff..."
Thick black smoke spewed out from its seven orifices, and the vague and vague murmur of the Buddha also sounded.
A layer of blood gushed out from the inside of his head, and the withered-blood Taoist soldier's fierce eyes completely lost focus in an instant and became stiff.
A little spiritual light floated on the back of Qin Yang's hand, and the symbol of the skill appeared. He grabbed it and took out a skill book, and then took the Blood Lama back.
Putting the skill book into his head casually, Qin Yang squinted his eyes with a smile, and happily floated towards the Blood Moon Deadpool.
"Brother Xue Yue, one day without seeing you is like three autumns!"
A strange and ominous aura floated around Blood Moon Deadpool, floating there quietly without moving.
Qin Yang's heart skipped a beat. Damn it, this guy doesn't know anyone, right?
"Brother Xue Yue, you don't remember me, right? I just heard that someone was coming, Master Shen Mian, and I came to inform you immediately..."
As he spoke, Qin Yang pointed to the dead head that was thrown into the black water.
"This guy almost ran away just now, but I didn't want him to tell the truth, so I took action rashly."
The single eye on Blood Moon Deadpool's chest did not appear, nor did his mouth, and the atmosphere became increasingly weird.
Qin Yang felt sweat on his forehead and glanced at the black ship of the Futu Demon Sect. The dead Taoist friend is not dead but the poor Taoist...
"It's them, Brother Blood Moon, it's them!"
"Whoosh..."
The Blood Moon Deadpool in mid-air disappeared instantly.
There was only a blur of blood in his eyes, like the setting sun slowly spreading out at sunset.
When the Blood Moon Deadpool appeared in front of him again, the remaining members of the Futu Demon Cult all exploded into a ball of blood mist, and no one was even left alive.
"Ha...haha...Brother Blood Moon is mighty." Qin Yang laughed dryly, pretending to be a salty fish who could only shout 666 next to him, his back was wet...
Although the ship of the Futu Demon Cult is not the largest, those people are at least the strength of Shenhai, more than twenty people.
He didn't even see how Blood Moon Deadpool killed them. They were all instantly killed in one encounter.
The crew of the Ghost were all so frightened that they trembled like quails.
At this moment, no one thought there was anything wrong with the captain's shameless relationship.
It's simply too wise.
Is it possible to ridicule someone like this who is a god of murder and to have a relationship that he doesn't follow his heart?
Even a villain like a mad dog is not so stupid.
The Blood Moon Deadpool I saw this time was obviously stronger than the last time I saw him, or in other words, the strength he could exert here would be stronger.
"Brother Blood Moon, don't look at me. I'm here to report to you. Those are my men. They sacrificed a lot to stop those bastards. I'm no match for them. If you don't go, they will."
The entrance to the mausoleum has been opened..."
The word "mausoleum" stimulated the Blood Moon Deadpool. A single eye appeared on his chest. His eyes were cold and lifeless, but he had some intelligence. After taking a look at Qin Yang, he turned into a streak of blood and rose into the sky and disappeared.
"Huh..." Qin Yang let out a long breath.
It's too scary, at least it has forced him to three realms!
Just in front of the other party, I already feel like I'm dead, with no life left at all.
Qin Yang raised his head and looked into the distance, looking at the road ahead, silently placing a stick of incense for the unlucky ones in front of him.
Black Shadow once said that he cut off Blood Moon Deadpool's head himself, so his head must be here.
Because the Blood Moon Deadpool we saw this time was at least one level stronger than last time. The closer to his head, the more complete the Blood Moon Deadpool's strength was.
If he is cornered, he might turn his head out and put it back on his neck.
At that time, Blood Moon Deadpool could definitely exert half of the strength of his heyday.
If what Daniel said is true, a Blood Moon Deadpool with such strength can easily kill everyone who comes in this time.
The strongest being here, even if he is still in a brainless state, can build a good relationship, which is naturally very necessary.
At least I can guarantee that I won't be beaten to death...
"You are driving the Ghost and waiting here. If you don't want to die, it's best not to leave the Ghost."
Qin Yang thought about it for a while and saw that those headless lanterns seemed to be ignoring him and everyone on the Ghost, so he asked his men to wait here.
Waiting for the Ghost, the target is a bit big now.
The people under his command are not strong enough to interfere in what happens next.
This is not far from the entrance to the mausoleum.
There are a lot of forces ahead, so it's better to sneak past alone and act according to the situation.
If I can't stand it anymore, I can still hug Blood Moon Deadpool's thigh.
No matter what the purpose of others was, Qin Yang had an open heart and was ready not to take out a single stone from the mausoleum.
Take nothing, ask for nothing, just shake hands.
Every time he saw Blood Moon Deadpool, Qin Yang maintained this mentality. No matter how he looked at it, it was impossible to classify Qin Yang with those guys who wanted to rob tombs and just want to make profits.
The more pure and powerful a guy is, the more sensitive he feels.
Qin Yang would not make such a small mistake.
In Blood Moon Deadpool's perception, even though he risked his life to come here, he would not even take a single spiritual stone.
It could not be anyone other than one of our own people who came to guard the burial place of Lord Burial Haidao.
Qin Yang flew all the way, following the direction and chasing after him.
Finally, after three hours, we finally found the place.
The sky was dark and gloomy, with rolling thunder that turned into thunder snakes, looming among the black clouds.
A dilapidated building ship floated on the Black Sea. The original eight-story ship seemed to have been forcibly chopped off by a giant blade, revealing large areas of broken walls and ruins.
Of the few black ships of the Futu Demon Cult, only two, one large and one small, are still alive, but many of them are damaged.
The surface of the steel warship on Duankong Island has also become pitted, like half a walnut...
The warships are far apart, and strong men arriving one by one are floating in the air.
A blue-eyed young man, wearing a blue-gold costume with three golden dragons embroidered on it, standing on a unicorn with blue flames burning all over his body, stood with his hands behind his back, floating in the air, and glanced around with cold eyes, saying calmly.
"No wonder one of the seventy-two heavenly pillars collapsed and the sky-climbing tide appeared once, but the news that came back was specious. There was only a little bit of news about Panlong's nine reincarnations in the blessed land. Everyone who knew about it was controlled by you at that time.
Bar?"
"Sir, you are wrong. There is no blessed land here where the dragon will return to heaven." On the other side, a kind-faced, fair-skinned little monk in black, with lowered eyebrows and lowered eyes, stated a fact in a leisurely manner.
"Giggle..." The unbridled laughter came.
On the other side, there is a half-human, half-corpse, tall and skinny Taoist soldier with dead blood. Sitting on his shoulders is a petite girl wearing a long-sleeved robe. The girl is Xiaojiabiyu, quite delicate, but only between her eyebrows.
Sometimes he was full of anger, his eyes flashed with cold light, his laughter was shrill and harsh, and his voice was like the blades of a knife sliding against each other, which made people extremely uncomfortable.
"Little Demon Buddha never lies. Young Master, you worked so hard to come here to find a blessed place, but you are wrong. Your natal magic weapon should be conceived in another place. This place has nothing to do with the blessed place."
"That's true. No matter how you look at this place, it is a place of great danger." Duan Changkong sat on a jade ruler and nodded seriously.
"Yes, even the headless lanterns have disappeared here. The headless dead servant just disappeared. There is no telling when he will appear again. This young man from the wilderness, you have a distinguished status, so you should not take risks here." Lantern Sect.
The sect leader agreed with a smile.
As soon as Qin Yang came here, he heard these people talking nonsense without blinking an eye.
They seemed to be very afraid of this blue-eyed young man, and no matter what their respective purposes were, they wanted him to get out of here as soon as possible.
"Haha..." The blue-eyed young man sneered lightly.
"This place was indeed the blessed land of Panlong's nine reincarnations in the past. However, it was influenced by the Qi of the peerless powerful man and turned into a dangerous situation where the demon dragon is bleeding. Even this secret realm has been influenced by him. At least one person has been banned.
The Tao Lord is buried here, so this change will occur, and such a great evil must be a strong demonic person."
As he said that, the blue-eyed young man glanced at the Little Demon Buddha and the Withered Blood Dao Ji, and continued.
"A detailed count of the demonic masters who have fallen in the past ten thousand years will allow you to get some information. There are eight demonic titled Taoists whose tombs have not yet been found. The headless and ominous one just now displayed magical powers.
The famous Blood Moon reflection thousands of years ago came from the most trusted servant of the Sea Burial Dao Lord, the Blood Moon Deadpool."
"So, this is the entrance to the mausoleum where Lord Haidao is buried."
For a moment, the little demon Buddha lowered his eyes and whispered a demon call: "The demon will save all living beings."
The withered-blood Daoji's eyes were full of anger, and her smile froze on her face.
The three members of the Lantern Sect frowned and seemed not to know this...
"The new captain of the Ghost, am I right?" The blue-eyed young man turned his head and looked at Qin Yang, who seemed to be a little transparent in the distance.
"Don't ask me, I'm just taking a look, just ignore me." Qin Yang's heart tightened, and he replied casually, cursing in his heart, I'm just here to watch the fun, waiting for you to open up wasteland
Woolen cloth.
It's none of my business now.
The blue-eyed young man nodded noncommittally.
"If you want to open the mausoleum, you'd better hurry up. When Blood Moon Deadpool appears again, you may all die. Well, in fact, I won't be his opponent the next time he appears."
"Although the blessed land is gone, it is okay to use this dangerous place to help me breed the evil nature of a magic weapon. I don't care about the rest, so you can ignore me."
After the blue-eyed young man finished speaking, he fell into the black sea and dived into the depths of the black sea. It seemed that he was really preparing to use this dangerous place to breed a trace of evil in the magic weapon.
And don't care about other things anymore.
As the blue-eyed young man revealed, the atmosphere here was quite strange.
Qin Yang glanced at the young man under the black sea, his eyes flashing with light.