Chapter 1245

The red light and the golden light instantly arrived in front of the young woman in the golden skirt, and they were about to hit the young woman in the golden skirt.

The young woman in the golden skirt reacted quickly. With a flick of her sleeve, a golden shield flew out and blocked her body.

Two muffled sounds, the red light and golden light were blocked by the golden shield, turning into golden thunder light and red fire light and drowning the figure of the young woman in the golden skirt.

There was a wave of ripples in the void above the head of the young woman in the golden skirt, and a big red hand appeared out of thin air, and when she slapped it down, there was a loud noise.

With a flash of red light, Ouyang Yan, Hong Yusen, Qian Hongmei and others also appeared with murderous looks on their faces.

They controlled a cultivator from the Blood Flame Sect and asked him to lead them into the Qianmu Mountains to catch them by surprise.

As soon as Ouyang Yan appeared, he immediately mobilized the Dharma Minister and attacked the young woman in the golden skirt.

Hong Yusen and other monks dispersed and attacked the monks of the Blood Flame Gate.

A large number of monks from the Blood Flame Sect rushed over, and Hong Yusen and others rushed to meet them and attacked the enemy.

Rumbling explosions sounded, and the explosions continued, and various auras lit up in the sky, which was very conspicuous.

Ouyang Yan raised his right hand, and a small red seal the size of a palm flew out, instantly swelled up, and hit the young woman in the golden skirt.

There was only a loud noise, and the giant red seal hit the young woman in the golden skirt.

Ouyang Yan frowned. The fit monks were not so easy to be killed. He always felt that something was wrong. Looking around, he found that there were only about thirty monks from the Blood Flame Sect, and most of them were in the stage of transforming spirits. people.

He sacrificed a glistening golden bead and poured mana into it. The golden bead shone with dazzling golden light. He looked around and frowned.

Ouyang Yan's method was pinched, and the giant red seal flew up, and a huge pit appeared on the ground, and a pile of minced meat could be seen.

With a flash of blood, the minced flesh turned into a glistening talisman.

With a muffled sound of "噗嗤", the blood-colored talisman spontaneously ignited without wind and burned to ashes.

"Blood Puppet!"

Ouyang Yan's face darkened and became ugly.

The blood puppet talisman is a seventh-order talisman. It can transform into a fake body with the same breath as the main body. It can also display some magical powers of the main body. Its strength should not be underestimated.

Hong Yusen threw out three darts that were shining with blue light, and went straight to a short and fat old man in a blood robe.

The blood-robed old man was instantly turned into a blood mist by three cyan darts.

Almost at the same time, Hong Yusen and others easily killed the disciples of the Blood Flame Sect.

At this moment, there was a shrill devil's cry, a gust of dark wind, a large piece of blood-colored flames gushed out from the ground, a large number of blood-colored flames could be seen, and a pungent bloody smell filled the air.

A large number of bloody ghosts surged out from the void. These ghost men were in different shapes, with hideous faces, and made various ferocious appearances.

"No, it's an ambush."

Ouyang Yan's expression changed, and he exclaimed.

The monks of the Blood Flame Sect know that they are going to kill them? Arrange the formation in advance? Waiting for them to drill in? Is this someone tipped off? Or did the monks of the Blood Flame Sect set up an ambush in advance?

Ouyang Yan didn't have time to think about it, tens of thousands of blood-colored ghosts rushed from all directions, the blood-colored flames tumbling violently, turned into a dozen huge blood-colored dragons, and rushed towards them.

Ouyang Yan and the others did not dare to neglect, and cast spells one after another to resist.

The humanoid phantom above Ouyang Yan's head opened its mouth and spewed out a thick red flame, heading straight for the bloody ghost.

There was a rumbling sound, and these blood-colored ghosts were hit by the red flames, and they screamed and disappeared. But soon, a large number of blood-colored ghosts emerged again, endlessly.

In a bloodstone square covering an area of ​​thousands of acres, a slender young woman in a blood skirt and a burly old man in a gold robe held a bloody formation disk in their hands, entering a series of formulas, with murderous looks on their faces .

They had already expected that the enemy might come to kill them, and prepared in advance. When Ouyang Yan and others attacked, they fell into the trap directly.

"Activate the blood fiend spirit array and destroy them."

The young woman in the blood skirt said in a deep voice, and punched several formulas into the array.

The golden-robed old man also punched several magic formulas into the array, and accompanied by a scream of devil's cry, countless blood mist emerged in the void, turning into bloody spears about ten feet long, and went straight to Ouyang Yan and the others. people go.

A huge blood-colored light curtain appeared out of thin air, covering most of the Thousand Woods Mountain Range. There was a hideous grimace pattern on the surface of the blood-colored light curtain.

Dozens of escaping lights flew from a distance, it was Yan Yan and others, Han Debiao and Liang Youshan were also inside, and Han Zhangxiang led people to attack Baicaomen.

Han Debiao, Liang Youshan and more than 30 alchemy cultivators followed Ouyang Yan and Yan Yan to attack the Qianmu Mountain Range. According to the plan, Ouyang Yan led the team to sneak into the Qianmu Mountain Range, and Yan Yan and others responded outside to prevent accidents.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Yan was really in the trap. What Han Debiao didn't understand was that there were at least two fit monks in the Blood Flame Sect in the Qianmu Mountain Range, and they were protected by a seventh-order formation. Yan Yan and Ouyang Yan could take it together. ? Is it too confident, or too arrogant?

Now that Ouyang Yan and others are trapped by the formation, can Yan Yan, a fit monk, control and break the formation?

Did they have other arrangements, or did they bring a heavy treasure?

"Break the formation with your hands!"

Yan Yan ordered, with a heavy tone.

She raised her right hand, and a purple jade seal flew out of her body, swelled instantly, and hit the bloody light curtain.

Han Debiao and the others did not stay idle either, either urging the dharma, or sacrificing treasures to attack the bloody light curtain.

Before the purple jade seal fell, a bloody light shot up into the sky and hit the purple jade seal.

The purple jade seal flicked slightly, and the falling speed stagnated, but soon, a large purple flame emerged from the purple jade seal, and fell down again.

A blood-colored ghost with a green face and fangs flew out of the blood-colored light curtain. On the head of the blood-colored ghost, there was a blood-colored unicorn, and a blood-colored flame spewed out from its mouth, facing the purple jade seal.

The purple jade seal collided with the bloody flame, the aura flickered non-stop, and the falling speed froze.

As soon as Yan Yan's formula changed, the aura of the purple jade seal rose sharply, and it pressed down.

A big blood-colored hand emerged out of thin air, supporting the falling purple jade seal.

The golden robed old man flew out with a murderous look on his face.

More than a dozen disciples of the Blood Flame Sect flew out, and they were all at the Void Refinement stage, and their cultivation bases ranged from the early stage to the late stage of Void Refinement.

Han Debiao's eyes fell on a burly young man in a blood robe. He searched the soul of Mrs. Baihua's Nascent Soul, and got a lot of useful information.

The young man in the blood robe is called Lin Hao, he has the cultivation base of the late stage of refining the void, and he is an elite disciple of the Blood Flame Sect.

In the last battle, Lin Hao ran away.

"Kill them, leave none behind."

The old man in the golden robe ordered.

"Yes, Uncle Li."

Lin Hao and other disciples fully agreed, and attacked Han Debiao and others one after another.

Yan Yan was in charge of dealing with the old man in the golden robe, and Ouyang Yan was dealing with the young woman in the blood skirt. It seemed that the balance of power between the two sides was about the same.

Han Debiao was full of fighting spirit when dealing with Lin Hao.

"You ran away last time, this time you won't escape so easily!"

Han Debiao sneered.

"It's not certain who will run!"

Lin Hao sneered.

Han Debiao swung the long golden stick, turning into a heavy stick figure, and smashed towards Lin Hao, blocking Lin Hao's way out.

With Lin Hao's method pinched, countless blood-colored spirit patterns emerged on his body, and a large cloud of blood mist gushed out from his body, covering his figure.

The shadow of the heavy stick was submerged in the blood mist, and there was a muffled sound. Han Debiao felt that the golden stick hit the iron wall. The blood mist suddenly condensed and rushed towards the golden stick, and the aura of the golden stick dimmed.

There was a sound of howling ghosts and howling wolves, and ferocious vampires flew out of the blood mist and headed straight for Han Debiao on the opposite side.

A huge blood-colored skull flew out of the blood mist, and with a devil's cry, it rushed towards Han Debiao.

The aura of the Qingluan cloak on Han Debiao's body rose sharply, turning into an afterimage and disappearing.

There was an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air, and countless sharp white sword qi swept over the vampire's body. fly out.

The bloody skull pounced on Liang Youshan, opened its bloody mouth, spewed out countless slender blood threads, and went straight to Liang Youshan.

With a pinch of Liang Youshan's sword art, the four white flying swords trembled slightly, releasing a series of white sword auras, which turned into a huge white sword aura, and greeted them.

The white sword energy collided with the blood-colored thread, and there was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing. The blood-colored thread quickly froze, and the ice layer spread rapidly.

A bloody flame spewed out from the bloody skull, and the ice quickly melted.

An afterimage passed by, it was Han Debiao.

Han Debiao swung the golden stick and smashed it at the bloody skull.

The blood-colored skull wanted to avoid it, but the reaction was still a bit slow. The heavy stick shadow hit the blood-colored skull, and there was a deafening muffled sound.

Many small cracks appeared on the surface of the blood-colored skull, and the will-o'-the-wisps in the eye sockets kept flickering.

There was an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the sky, and a huge white sword descended from the sky, smashed on the bloody skull, and cut it in half.

There were ripples in the void above Liang Youshan's head, and a big blood-colored hand emerged out of thin air and patted Liang Youshan's head.

If this is captured, Liang Youshan will not die or be disabled.

Liang Youshan's reaction was quick. She raised her right hand, and a white sword aura swept out to meet her. The bloody hand collided with the white sword aura, and the white sword aura was torn apart. Taking this opportunity, Liang Youshan avoided it.

Han Debiao urged the dharma image, and the phantom figure moved its arms. After hearing a piercing sound of piercing the air, giant black fists flashed out, and ran towards Lin Hao in a mighty way.

The blood mist rolled violently, and bloody flying knives flew out to meet them.

With a loud bang, the bloody flying knife collided with the giant black fist, and both died.

With a flash of golden light, a golden bead appeared above the blood mist. There was a lightning pattern on the surface of the golden bead, and the aura was amazing.

There was a loud rumbling noise and a thunderclap, and a huge group of golden thunder light soared into the sky, drowning Lin Hao's figure.

Dry Thunder Beads, a one-time-use item, a treasure exchanged by Han Debiao for good deeds, specially restrains blood monks, comparable to a full-strength strike by Lei Xiu in the Void Refinement Stage.

Heavy stick shadows descended from the sky, submerged in the golden thunder, and there was a muffled sound.

A white giant sword that lifted up to the sky shot out, and it was about to be submerged in the blood-colored mist, and a blood-colored rainbow flew out, blocking the white giant sword.

With a muffled sound of "Keng", the giant white sword flew upside down, turning into four flying swords that shone with white light and surrounded the golden thunder light.

Liang Youshan pinched the method, and the four white flying swords shook slightly, and there was a piercing sound of the swords, and four white sword lights shot up into the sky.

With a scream, a bloody light lit up in the void more than ten miles away, and Lin Hao's figure appeared, his eyes were full of fear.

If it wasn't for him to have a treasure to rob, he would have died.

As soon as he appeared, there was an ear-piercing sound of piercing through the air, and a black shadow of a fist shot out, reaching him in an instant.

Lin Hao broke out in a cold sweat, pinched the magic formula, and a bloody light curtain appeared on his body, and at the same time, a huge phantom in human form appeared above his head, and the phantom in human form spewed out a bloody light, hitting the black fist shadow, There was a loud noise, and the black fist shadow collapsed and disappeared.

A gust of wind blew by, and Han Debiao suddenly appeared behind him. He put on the Black Flood Poundering Fist Armor with both hands. With a movement of his fists, he smashed towards Lin Hao with a piercing sound.

A miserable man's scream sounded, and Lin Hao's body-protecting aura was instantly shattered, and was smashed into a pulp by Han Debiao. As soon as a miniature Nascent Soul was separated from the body, a white glow fell from the sky, covering the miniature Nascent Soul, and was involved in it. A white jade bottle was missing.

Liang Youshan made a move with one hand, and the white jade bottle flew towards her, disappearing into her sleeve.

Han Debiao and Liang Youshan teamed up and quickly wiped out Lin Hao.

A deafening roar sounded, and Han Debiao and Liang Youshan looked along the source of the sound, and saw that Ouyang Yan was submerged by a thick bloody light, and a burly old man in black robes was standing high in the sky. Judging by his aura, he seemed to fit well Intermediate monk.

"True Monarch Blood Fiend, you have been hiding in the dark."

Yan Yan was shocked and angry.

According to the information they collected, there were two fit monks in the Qianmu Mountains, but there were three unexpectedly.

"Hey, the old man is always here."

True Monarch Xuesha chuckled.

At this moment, a gust of cold wind swept past, and a white-clothed young man with white wings appeared out of thin air, appearing behind True Monarch Blood Fiend. A powerful spiritual pressure emanated from the white-clothed young man, which was a perfect fit Early monks.

As soon as the white-clothed young man appeared and activated his dharma form, a gigantic phantom of the white owl appeared high in the sky, and the phantom of the giant owl shot out a white light, hitting True Monarch Xuesha.

True Monarch Xuesha's body froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a huge ice sculpture.

The young man in the white shirt turned his hands into white bird claws, and slapped the huge ice sculpture.

The ice sculpture was torn apart, and True Monarch Blood Fiend also turned into a large rain of blood.

A ray of blood lighted up in the void hundreds of miles away, revealing the figure of True Monarch Xuesha, his left arm was missing, and his face was pale.

"True Monarch Ice Owl, you are actually among the juniors."

True Monarch Blood Fiend exclaimed.

He never expected that True Monarch Ice Owl pretended to be a cultivator of Xuxu and mixed with the juniors of Xuxu, but he didn't notice it at all.

As soon as True Monarch Xuesha appeared, the void above his head fluctuated, and a big red hand emerged out of thin air, and slapped True Monarch Xuesha on his body.

After the loud bang, the billowing flames engulfed True Monarch Blood Fiend.

With a flash of white light, a white bird claw emerged out of thin air and slapped towards the red flame.

With a scream, True Monarch Xuesha flew backwards, with a big hole in his head, and a miniature Nascent Soul flew out of the body holding a bloody short blade. A white light came, and the miniature Nascent Soul quickly sacrificed Scarlet short blade.