The Blood God Son didn't know Ji Tianxing and thought he was a strong human being guarding the city.
While roaring angrily, it controlled the blood mist to gather quickly, and it was about to condense into shape.
Ji Tianxing didn't waste any time, he directly raised his left palm, shot out a piece of sacred white light, and shrouded it.
The Son of Blood God sneered with contempt and released a stream of blood light, rushing towards him.
"Bang!"
Two rays of light, one red and one white, collided with each other, causing a dull loud noise.
There was nothing unusual about the sacred white light, but the dark red blood light disappeared like ice and snow.
The Blood God Son was suddenly startled and let out a roar of fear and fear.
"Bastard! What kind of spell is this? Can it restrain my immortal body?"
This Blood God Son has already survived one heavenly tribulation and reached the first level of the Tribulation-Transcending Realm.
Even the catastrophe cannot defeat it. In its mind, it is absolutely invincible and immortal!
But it never expected that that mysterious white light could perfectly restrain it!
It immediately panicked.
With fear in its heart, it quickly turned into a wave of blood and fled into the distance.
However, how could Ji Tianxing give it a chance to escape?
"Whoosh!"
The dense white light spread rapidly and turned into a huge sky curtain, covering an area of ten miles.
The Blood God Son was immediately trapped and bound, and it was difficult to break out even if he rushed left and right.
Moreover, once the blood light touches the white light, it will disappear on the spot and be swallowed up by the white light.
It fled in great terror, crashing randomly in the white light sky, letting out desperate roars and curses.
After a while, the white light sky curtain shrank to the size of a water tank under Ji Tianxing's control.
This Blood God Son also followed in the footsteps of his companions and was completely swallowed up by the white light.
It was purified into its source power and poured into the Heaven-Building Pearl.
Ji Tianxing retracted his left palm expressionlessly, took the white light back into his body, and turned to leave.
However, several strong demons not far away discovered him and immediately rushed over with murderous intent.
Ji Tianxing glanced at them with cold eyes and a sneer on his lips.
"Hmph! Are you so eager to die? I'll grant you my wish!"
"Dragon Palm!"
He raised his palms, and endless golden and purple light poured out from his palms, condensing into two thousand-foot-long golden dragons and blasting towards the powerful demons.
The thousand-foot-long golden dragon not only contains the power to destroy the heaven and the earth, but its body is also filled with thousands of purple light thunders.
"Boom!"
The next moment, two golden dragons hit several powerful demons, causing a deafening loud noise.
Those powerful demon clan men were shattered to pieces on the spot, and their souls were drowned by the lightning in the sky.
Ji Tianxing didn't even look at them, he immediately turned around and flew towards the sky.
When he flew above the ancient city and reached the sky thousands of feet high, those powerful demons had already turned into powder, and their bodies and souls were destroyed.
The sky high above the ground is a vast expanse of blue, with a vast sea of white clouds below.
Ji Tianxing stood in the sea of clouds, frowned and looked ahead, and saw two strong men fighting fiercely.
One of them is a fire troll.
The other person was the white-haired city lord wearing black armor.
He had been seriously injured, and the cloak behind him was in tatters, like a few rags.
The black armor was also broken, and there was a huge bloody hole in the chest, revealing pale golden bones.
The bright red blood gushed out, dyeing the armor and robes red, and continued to scatter in the sea of clouds.
His head of white hair was scattered around his shoulders and stained with blood.
Although he was seriously injured and his strength was somewhat weakened, he still held on tenaciously and tried his best to resist the fire troll's attack.
However, his end was already doomed.
In no more than a quarter of an hour, he would be killed by the flame troll.
In comparison, the Fire Troll's injuries were lighter, not even considered serious injuries.
Its body became a hundred feet tall, like a mountain made of rocks, and its body was filled with boundless blood and fire.
The two palms, which were as huge as palaces, held two flaming chains that were thousands of feet long. They waved them wildly, turning dozens of miles around into a sea of fire.
Ji Tianxing was hundreds of miles away from it, and he felt the scorching waves of fire coming continuously.
At this time, the flame troll seized the opportunity, raised two dragon-like flame chains, and struck hard at the white-haired old man.
Watching, the white-haired old man tried his best to back away, but was unable to avoid it. He was about to be hit by the flame chain.
At this critical moment, a sacred and dazzling golden light suddenly cut through the sea of clouds and appeared behind the flame troll.
"Sun-Shattering Sword!"
"Whoosh!"
A thousand-foot-long golden sword appeared out of thin air in the sky, carrying endless power and slashing at the flame giant.
The flame troll sensed something was wrong and wanted to teleport away, but it was too late.
"Boom!"
With a deafening sound, the thousand-foot giant sword struck it, cutting off its left shoulder, and countless black debris flew out.
The violent and terrifying impact blasted the flame troll away.
It rolled across the sky and landed in the sea of clouds twenty miles away.
The sudden scene made the white-haired old man stunned for a moment, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Originally, he was already desperate.
Determined to live and die with the ancient city, he fought until the last moment.
But he never expected that at this most dangerous moment, someone would suddenly show up to help, and slashed away the flame troll with a single sword.
What a powerful man this is?
Thinking of this, the white-haired old man turned his head and looked to the side, and saw a young man in white robe standing in the sky.
Seeing the appearance of the young man in white robe, his pupils suddenly tightened, revealing a look of horror on his face.
"So young? Was it really him who seriously injured the Nine Flame Demon Lord with one sword?!"
The white-haired old man thought that the person who came to help must be like him, a veteran martial artist who had practiced for thousands of years.
But he never expected that the man was so young, looking like he was only in his early twenties!
After regaining his senses, he hurriedly greeted him, clasped his fists in the air and saluted, and said in a solemn tone: "I, Ning Cangyun, thank you little friend for helping me!"
Ji Tianxing nodded slightly to him and said in a calm tone: "City Master Ning, there is no need to be polite, go and heal your wounds quickly, leave that Demon Lord to me!"
Ning Cangyun once again cupped his fists and saluted, saying, "I'm very grateful!"
After saying that, he quickly retreated to a distance, took out the elixir, drank it, and used his energy to suppress the injury.
At the same time, the Nine Flame Demon Lord flew out of the sea of clouds.
It stood in the sky, its dark purple eyes widened, staring fiercely at Ji Tianxing, its body filled with bloody flames.
The sword strike just now really damaged it hard.
Its entire left arm had been severed, leaving a neat cut on its left shoulder with many cracks extending out.
There was dark red blood, burning like lava, dripping from the wound.
It glared at Ji Tianxing with murderous intent, and shouted in a low and spiteful tone: "Boy, this Nine Flame Demon Lord, you can actually hurt me, you must not be an unknown person!
Tell me your name, and I will give you a happy death!"