The dangerous smell on Rasheng's body made Tongyuan avoid like a snake or a scorpion.

His right arm was stretched straight, his five fingers spread out like an eagle hook, his whole right palm trembled and withered like an old man who was visible to the naked eye, and his murmurs in his mouth seemed like an unknown magic formula.

Only when the sound of the mantra suddenly fell, the blood mist on his feet became thick and dripping in an instant. The rich essence gathered into blood-red strands wrapped around the dry palm. Luo Sheng's mouth was hideous, and the dry palm squeezed the scarlet blood ball condensed in the palm, and in a moment it turned into a blood gun as ferocious as the corner of his mouth.

Blood thorns.

The Blood Spirit Sect specializes in practicing blood techniques. Blood Thorns are the magical powers to defeat enemies at a long time, which is most suitable for the current situation.

Luo Sheng raised his gun with his arm, and a powerful force that was no less than that of the barbarian pillar was gathered on his right arm. He could only hear the roar in his ears, and blood thorns were thrown out, seemingly breaking through a layer of invisible obstacle in the air, drawing a terrifying blood-colored arc in the sky, and then he caught up with the figure in front of him who was raising his head and running his sword.

Luo Sheng's gloomy face turned pale for a moment, but soon recovered as before.

This blood thorn was activated by the blood at his fingertips, and it was domineering. This magical power could easily kill ordinary Jindan cultivators hundreds of feet away. However, Luo Sheng was using magical powers that could kill Jindan realm to snipe Chang Xi, who could not have the foundation-building realm cultivation level. It can be seen how angry the Luo Sheng's heart had reached.

Hundreds of feet away were simply a blink of an eye for the blood gun. The blood gun was so fast that it would not make any sound. Only the shadows were seen and no sounds were heard.

Chang Xi's instinct in the crisis of life and death was shocked, and when he looked back, he found a blood gun less than a hundred feet away from his head.

The blood spear suddenly exploded in the sky above Chang Xi's head. The essence and blood of the Jindan realm monk condensed in the blood spear splashed in the air like blood flowers all over the yard. However, the countless blood-colored flowers did not dissipate, but were connected to each other, and countless hideous spikes were produced in the buds, like an irresistible blood-colored thorn thorn on the head!

Bloody thorns, murderous intent is revealed!

The blood thorns cover a very wide range, and it is impossible to escape from Chang Xi's sword control alone. Chang Xi knew that he could not avoid it, but he would never sit and wait for death.

The late stage of the Golden Elixir Realm has surpassed the entire great realm compared to the late stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm. Chang Xi is not ignorant enough to attempt to use his own sword to defend his sword to block the angry magical powers of the late stage of the Golden Elixir Realm monks.

But there are still other ways.

Chang Xi suddenly turned around on the sword that was only two fingers wide, and two thorns floated out of his sleeves. The patterns on the thorns all lit up, and in the blink of an eye he met the blood thorns under his head.

The moment the Cong Blade Talisman encountered the blood thorn, it exploded. The full sword intent of the six sword cultivators who did not lose to the Jindan Realm fell from the thin talisman paper, and rose in the wind to make several crescent sword energy rushing around each other and trying to break out of the blood thorns.

But Luo Sheng's attack was a magical power. Although the six Crescent Sword Qi was fierce, it still could not escape the fate of being a mantis arm to get into a car. When the six Crescent Sword Qi was unable to survive, it was swallowed up by blood-colored thorns all over the sky.

Luo Sheng's face was indescribable. The sword talisman that exploded in his hand just now made him still feel scared. If two more or the power was up to the next level, it would be possible that he might even severely damage one of his arms. At present, Chang Xi actually took out two sword talismans that were exactly the same as before. Shouldn't it be extremely precious to have such a sword talisman that is no less than the Golden Dan Realm? Why would he have so many?

The two thorns of the clumps could not stop the blood thorns, but they actually delayed the blood thorns and gained a few precious breaths for Chang Xi. The bundles of blood thorns on the edge of the blood thorns could not escape, so Chang Xi had to activate the sword spirit root in the dantian to the extreme, and the sharp sword energy floating beside him was condensed into a twisted and strange sword shield.

The sword and shield twisted and blocked several bundles of blood pricks, but there was still one that could not be avoided. It slashed across Chang Xi's cheek and pierced the fox fur mask. The broken mask was pulled away by the strong wind, revealing Chang Xi's original face.

Luo Sheng felt evil in his heart, but his face was no longer angry. He only sneered at the corner of his mouth and wanted to see how many cards this boy, who had made the changes in the two states with his foundation-building cultivation level, had a blood spear condensed in his dry palm.

The cold murderous intent behind him reappeared, and Chang Xi was so angry that he almost jumped three feet on Yuehong Jian. Is this man still there?

The blood-colored thorns once again smeared the sky above Chang Xi's head into a shocking blood red. Chang Xi's heart dripped blood. He knew how difficult it was to draw the clump blade talisman. But he couldn't bear to let go of the crisis at the moment, and he took action to make three clump blade talismans.

The nine sharp sword energy is not as simple as six plus three. The nine sword energy is pulled by Chang Xi's spiritual power and overlapped into an arrow to rush into the formation, and it rushed through the blood-colored thorns in the sky. This time, Chang Xi tried his best to urge Yuehong, and was not caught up by the blood-thorns again.

Seeing Chang Xi so slippery and unpredictable, Tongyuan couldn't help but shout: "Are the disciples of Qingyun Mountain like you, dare to run but not fight head-on? They really lost the face of the Immortal Dao Alliance!"

A voice came from a distance from front hundreds of feet away: "Two shameless things, if I have the Golden Pill Realm cultivation level now, I want to see if you dare to chase me!"

"Something."

Luo Sheng nodded and smiled, bent his arm and threw the blood gun in his hand forward, stirring up blood ripples, drawing a cold arc full of murderous intent in the sky, and headed straight for Chang Xi's head.

The clumps of blade talismans with bright patterns came up again, but this time it was a mere change.

The blood spear was cold and solemn, but it no longer turned into blood-colored thorns like the previous two times. Instead, it dragged a bloody rainbow and headed straight for Chang Xi's level!

Nine sharp sword energy spread in the wind slashed into the air, and the blood spear suddenly pierced through the sword energy. The strong wind brought by Changhong, the tail of the blood spear, shook several sword energy into nothingness.

Chang Xi's heart suddenly became cold.

"Oops!"

Without a sword in his hand, it was impossible to block this sure-killing shot. Chang Xi's heart turned light and suddenly stopped controlling the sword. Yue Hong returned to her palm. At the same time, the jade waist on her hand that had passed the storage bag had already lit up. She raised the sword and set up a bow. The blood rushed behind her and the shadow of the golden dragon entrenched, her eyes were red and shouted loudly.

"Star-falling style!"

The blue sword body drained all the spiritual liquid in Chang Xiling Taichung without leaving a drop. The tip of the sword erected waves visible to the naked eye, as if a clear moon shone in the sky and the blood-colored long rainbow dragged by the blood gun.

Each shot and sword hit each other without any fancy, and the sound of metal and iron interweaving sounded across the sky, and the tip of the gun and the tip of the sword were like the tip of a needle, entangled with each other.

Yuehong has long recognized Chang Xi as the main one, and the human swords are connected to each other.

The blood spear hit him as if he was hitting Chang Xi's heart. Chang Xi immediately spit out a mouthful of shocking blood. The energy that had finally reached its peak dispersed and fell heavily on the ground. He struggled to stand up, and then he realized that the sea of ​​blood in the Crimson Palace and the spiritual platform in the Dantian were exhausted.
Chapter completed!