At this time, he had already begun to think about retreating. If he continued to fight, he and all the elders would have been killed before the great elder Wan Liehuo arrived with the blood-armored guards.
"Who are you? With such an appearance, are you a beast cultivator from the Demon Sect?" Wan Qiutian suddenly remembered something and asked sharply.
"How is it? So what if it's not?"
"If you are a beast cultivator from the Demon Sect, then just wait to be hunted down by the righteous cultivators in the entire Xilong Region."
"Noisy." Han Yi waved his hand, and a half-meter-thick blue-purple electric arc shot towards Wan Qiutian.
"Thunder attribute." Wan Qiutian's expression became even uglier. The blood soul ** they practiced was itself an extremely sinister spiritual art, and was naturally restrained by the fire, thunder and light attribute spiritual art.
"Blood Soul**, Blood Shura."
Wan Qiutian did not dare to hold back any longer. He formed seals crazily and blood gushed out from his body, condensing into a phantom of Shura several thousand meters in size. Shura had eight arms, each holding a
A weapon, a sword, a spear, a sword, a halberd, an axe, a hook and a fork, with crazy killing intent in his bloody eyes, and a terrifying and evil aura suddenly rushed towards his face.
"Break it for me."
Han Yi's sharp claws were slightly closed in front of his chest, and blue-purple arcs of electricity flashed out of his body and then gathered in the palm of his hand.
"Thunder ball, go." He struck out with a palm, and the several-inch thunder ball flew out and instantly grew in size, reaching the size of hundreds of meters.
The thunder ball shot directly at the phantom of Blood Shura, and the terrifying power of thunder raged wildly, exuding a terrifying aura. Under the control of Wan Qiutian, Blood Shura's eight arms swung their weapons together, drawing eight bloody arcs and hitting the blue figure.
Purple thunderball.
Boom... Eight weapons hit the surface of the thunder ball together, and the shock wave spread instantly, like a bloody sea tide and blue-purple lightning intertwined to bloom into a coquettish and dangerous flower. Any monk in the Spirit King stage would
The moment you touch those dangerous flowers, you will be shattered to pieces.
Han Yi stood in the air, quietly watching the stalemate between Blood Shura and Thunder Ball, without the slightest worry on his expression. On the other hand, Wan Qiutian's face was extremely solemn, and his eyes were flickering. He obviously felt it from Han Yi.
In a fatal crisis, thinking about how to escape from the battlefield and escape.
In less than a breath, the thunder ball completely disintegrated Blood Shura's attack. The eight weapons completely collapsed under the violent power of thunder, as if they had encountered flaming snowflakes and melted rapidly.
The thunder ball hit the Blood Shura with a bang and exploded. The Blood Shura could not even resist for a moment before it collapsed and disappeared. Countless blue-purple thunder arcs spread in the sky, and Wan Qiutian was covered by those arcs.
"Ah..." He was extremely frightened and backed away crazily, with unparalleled fear in his eyes.
The electric arc stimulated by the blood of Kui Long has absolute restraint on Yin Xie Kung Fu. As soon as Wan Qiutian came into contact with those blue-purple electric arcs, all the spiritual power in his body retracted into the spirit beads, and he did not dare to show his head.
"Ah..." Wan Qiutian suddenly let out a scream as he retreated violently, but Han Yi appeared behind him at some point. Two sharp claws pierced through his bones and held him captive.
Locked tightly. Wan Qiutian suddenly felt that all the strength in his body had disappeared, and the spiritual power in his body had completely lost control.
"Who are you?" Wan Qiutian asked fearfully.
"The person who killed you."
Han Yi's voice was cold and emotionless. Countless thick black fog surged out from his arms and quickly enveloped Wan Qiutian. The devouring power of Luo Shen Jue also started at this moment.
"Ah, no, don't, ah, what are you, what on earth are you?" Wan Qiutian screamed with fear, and he felt a powerful will forcibly invade his mind and began to devour him.
's soul body.
In the space of the sea of consciousness, Wan Qiutian's soul body was surrounded by black mist. He only saw a pair of blood-red eyes staring at him in the black mist, which made people feel creepy and chilled all over their bodies.
In just a few breaths, Wan Qiutian's soul was completely swallowed up by the black mist. Han Yi let go of Wan Qiutian, who had been swallowed into a mummy, and licked his lips unconsciously, arousing an evil thought.
Charming smile.
In another place in the sky, Wu Youran and Hu Yanqing just started fighting against the seven elders of Sword Spirit Villa. With the two of them joining forces, the seven elders were no match for them at all, and their situation was in a precarious position.
"Master of the family." Sensing Wan Qiutian's aura disappearing, several elders exclaimed with unusual grief and anger.
The dragon wings spread out behind Han Yi and disappeared silently. The expressions of all the seven elders of Sword Spirit Villa changed drastically when they saw this.
"If you don't want to die, just give it your all. Otherwise, when that guy comes over, none of us will be able to leave." An elder shouted eagerly.
"Blood Soul**."
The seven elders activated the blood soul passion at the same time, and the spirit patterns on the Spirit Emperor's body were dazzling with blood. Each of them formed a seal and acted together.
Seven bloody rainbows shot out, forming tens of thousands of meters of huge animal-shaped shadows in the air, including snakes, wolves, leopards, tigers, lions, centipedes, and scorpions.
"The blood beast seals the sky."
The seven giant beasts rushed out together, with a terrifying momentum. Wu Youran and Hu Yanqing also changed their expressions slightly, and had to avoid the edge temporarily.
"The heart of despair makes the world desolate."
"Dragon tooth blade, transform into a dragon."
A huge bell appeared behind Wu Youran, and the sound of the bell resounded throughout the sky. Invisible sound waves rushed towards the seven giant blood beasts flying towards them. As soon as the blood beasts touched the sound waves, their movements froze, and their huge bodies began to melt rapidly.
, just like ice and snow meeting fire.
In just one breath, the blood beast's figure shrunk by one-third. When the seven elders saw this scene, their eyes widened in shock. The attack released by the seven of them together could actually be hit by Wu Youran.
It is simply unbelievable that one person's power can be reduced so much.
"roar......"
Just when the seven people were horrified, a tens of thousands of meters huge white dragon rose into the sky next to Hu Yanqing. The roar of the dragon was deafening. The heavy and terrifying dragon power was like millions of tons of sea water pouring down, causing the seven elders to move.
stagnate.
"White dragon, kill the devil."
The giant white dragon rushed forward, and the blood beast that bore the brunt was instantly defeated by the white dragon. It could not even resist for a moment. The speed of the white dragon was terrifying. Before the elders could react, the dragon's claws pounced, its mouth bit, and its tail swung.
Sweep, the remaining six blood beasts were all crushed to pieces.
"Run away, these people are beyond our ability to deal with." An elder was so frightened that he could no longer think of confronting Wu Youran and Hu Yanqing, so he turned around and ran away.
"The Great Bell of Heaven and Earth."
Wu Youran formed a seal, and the huge black bell rang again. This time the sound wave turned into a transparent arrow, which directly traveled through a space of 100,000 meters and pierced the heads of the seven elders. The seven people who had turned around and fled suddenly froze.
The shape and complexion became abnormally dull.
"Ah." An elder bit his tongue hard and suddenly woke up. He saw that several of his companions around him were in a sluggish state, their expressions changed dramatically, and he drove out with the escape light without hesitation, increasing his speed to the extreme.
"Where are you going?" A cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears. The elder turned his head and saw Han Yi's face, his expression suddenly filled with fear.
Han Yi was dissatisfied that there was no expression on Long Lin's face. The golden pupils were like candles, but they were so cold that there was no warmth.
The elder could only watch helplessly as Han Yi's sharp claws pierced his protective shield and penetrated his chest extremely quickly.
"Ah..." The painful stimulation made him scream.
The devouring power of the Luo Shen Jue was at its maximum, and all the cultivation, spiritual power and vitality of the late monks of the Queen of Ling were completely devoured by him in just a few moments.
Han Yi drew out his sharp claws, appeared beside the elders who were still in a sluggish state, and formed a seal. The black and white bright spiritual patterns spread and penetrated into the Dantian of the six people. The surging spiritual power was suddenly
It was sucked out and merged into Han Yi's body.
It only took him half a breath to swallow the spiritual power and cultivation of the six spiritual queen monks. Before the six elders came back to their senses, they had completely turned into corpses and fell from the sky.
After doing this, Han Yi took a deep breath and carefully felt the changes in the spiritual power in the spirit beads. He licked his lips, as if he was still unfinished.
He returned to his original appearance, flew to Wu Youran and Hu Yanqing, turned his head slightly and glanced in a certain direction outside Tianzhu Peak.
"Let's go, those people are coming."
The three people shot back to Tianzhu Peak, and a moment later dozens of escaping lights rose from Tianzhu Peak and left in a direction away from the Lion City.
After half a cup of tea, Wan Liehuo, the great elder of Sword Spirit Villa, led more than a dozen elders and blood-armored guards to Tianzhu Peak. He frowned as he looked at the deserted peak.
"What's going on? Where are the village owners and the others?" An elder behind Wan Liehuo looked at the empty sky around him and said doubtfully.
"There is still a strong aura of spiritual power all around, and the blood of the Blood Soul Body is also very strong. They should have been fighting here not long ago." Wan Liehuo said.
"Could it be that those people escaped, so the village owner and several elders chased them?"
"It's possible."
"Great... Great Elder, look over there, are those the owner of the village?" Another elder looked at the ground and said with a trembling voice.
After hearing this, Wan Liehuo and others followed the elder's gaze and saw ten corpses hanging on the top of the big tree under Tianzhu Peak. The clothes on the corpses belonged to the owners and elders of their Sword Spirit Villa.
Standard robe.
"Wan Yun, go down and take a look." Wan Liehuo felt a little uneasy in his heart.
The middle-aged elder who was called by name nodded and swooped down from the air. After just one glance, Wan Yun's expression changed drastically, and he flew back with the body wearing the owner's clothes.
"Great Elder, this, this is indeed the owner of the village." Wan Yun's voice was trembling, and his face became extremely pale.