I won’t give you a chance to vomit blood!

Hongyan's heart was shaken violently, and his mind seemed to be torn apart!

But his strong will and desire to survive made him frightened by the mysterious magic for a moment, and he struggled to escape.

The moment he struggled out, Baili Qingfeng's fist force was already aimed at his head with the wind pressure coming from his face.

Faced with this punch, Hongyan did not dodge obviously, but...

Backward, headbutt!

Wearing a helmet, he hit Baili Qingfeng's punch with a headbutt.

"Crack!"

Broken bones!

Baili Qingfeng's right hand was bruised and bloody by the headbutt on the spot, and bright red blood spilled freely.

And Hongyan...

It's also difficult.

Even though there was a helmet to counteract Baili Qingfeng's punch strength, there was an interaction between the forces. His head was dizzy for a while, and bright red blood spilled from his forehead, making him look extremely ferocious.

"Human, I don't believe you can withstand the power given by the great true god! Worship the blood magic! Burn it!"

The dizzy temple swordsman roared crazily, and the red blood on his body seemed to reach the extreme, and his whole body looked like a roasted red prawn.

And as he stimulated this blood-worshiping magic to the extreme, the burning feeling of blood in Baili Qingfeng's body became more obvious. The blood seemed to be no longer blood, but turned into a raging fire, trying to burn him from the inside.

And the fire completely burned it out.

This weird method...

It’s beyond Baili Qingfeng’s understanding!

"I don't believe you don't need to pay any price for your blood worshiping art!"

Baili Qingfeng's eyes sparkled with light.

"Boom!"

The phantom of the innate god and demon Zuzi appeared again, and the thunder staff condensed and struck down again.

This time, Baili Qingfeng did not attack again.

His Mystic Refining Technique could only frighten Hongyan a little bit. When he attacked, the opponent had already struggled out of his Mysterious Refining Technique. With the strength of his Chenjin armor, the opponent only needed to avoid the fatal vital points.

You can save your life from his fist.

Since you can't kill him in a short time, then...

The moment Hong Yan was frightened by his mysterious refining technique, a new round of thunder once again condensed in the hands of the innate god demon Zuzi. When Hong Yan could barely struggle to get out, he bombarded him again.

"Boom!"

Deafening roars continued to explode in the spiritual world.

The third strike, the fourth strike, the fifth strike...

Hongyan finally became panicked as he was frightened by the mysterious art of refining and unable to activate the secret art of worshiping blood.

"No! No! Stop!"

But Baili Qingfeng didn't pay any attention to it, and continued to smash the magic without stopping.

The sixth strike, the seventh strike, the eighth strike...

When Baili Qingfeng relied on a steady stream of mystical refining skills to frighten Hong Yan for a breath, the blood on his body had become richer and richer. By the time he took his second breath, he had begun to bleed all over his body. By the time he took his third breath,

…

Hong Yan's figure is like a funnel, and a layer of blood mist seems to be diffused around him...

There was no need for Baili Qingfeng to refining the mysterious technique for the ninth time. The blood-worshiping magic that could not be used had already exhausted his entire life.
Chapter completed!