Inside the dark cave.

"How long will it be until the sect provides support?" the Wanfa Sect disciple who was bandaging his wounds asked casually.

"Senior brother, we still have two quarters of an hour."

"Two quarters of an hour." The man pulled out the magic sword that had been broken into half on the ground and kicked away the foundation-building monk of the Rakshasa Void Clan who was standing beside him, his eyes solemn.

He didn't know what happened, and the golden elixir from the Rakshasa Void Clan didn't come after him.

Maybe it wasn't an accident, but it was just that I didn't chase them.

The roar coming from the distance was true. The aftermath of the battle was still huge a quarter of an hour ago. It was definitely not something that a foundation-building monk could make.

"Someone is blocking the Golden Core cultivator, who is it?" The foundation-building cultivator of Wanfa Sect looked confused.

The only things I can think of are the demon cultivators in Mo Palace and the skeleton golden elixir.

However, judging from the situation at that time, the Skeleton Golden Pill would not help, and the demon cultivators from Mo Palace chased the enemy again.

The one who can stop the Rakshasa Void Clan's Golden Pill must have a Golden Pill-level combat power.

The reason why such a powerful fluctuation must be caused by the golden elixir monks must be fighting.

…

"Young Master, the evil tide has arrived. We can't continue to track the crippled golden elixir. The magic weapon can only protect us for a while. We must hide first." He was already trying to persuade Mo Shisan.

If they want to hunt down the golden elixir in the evil tide, they will probably get lost in it.

While time is still short and you still know the way, hurrying into the abyss is the right way.

The mountain rocks in Dongyuan have long been as tough as fine iron because they have been infiltrated by evil spirits.

The mountain can more effectively avoid the evil tide.

Seeing that nothing could be done, he still managed to escape after pursuing him for so long.

Mo Shisan cursed twice angrily, and finally plunged helplessly into the abyss.

The shadow of the ink dragon disappeared, but the skeleton golden elixir flying ahead let out a breath of turbid energy.

Master Shiyin has never been so aggrieved in his life. He was bullied by dogs when he fell down, and a few offspring and armored cubs actually forced him to this point.

If the opponent continues to pursue him, he might be able to escape from the place of right and wrong with the golden elixir and the Yin Shen.

He did not want to get involved in the affairs of the Rakshasa Void Clan, and those demons of the Holy Spirit Sect were not the ones who made good deals.

This time, I built the Nuo Da Blood Pool Contamination Formation, thinking that I could recover from my injuries, but it was a good thing. I lost my wife and lost my troops, which only caused a lot of embarrassment.

"I remember you."

"Wanfa Sect, Rakshasa Clan, Holy Spirit Sect."

"Damn Mo Palace little loach! When I recover from my injuries, I will make you Mo Palace pay the price."

Master Shiyin muttered and slowed down his escape speed.

Even Master Jin Dan had to guard against the vast darkness and the evil tide that blocked out the sky and the sun, and he did not dare to escape in it for a long time.

It is said that there is something terrifying in the evil tide.

He looked up abruptly.

A red cloud in the distance approached quickly like a spindle-shaped sword.

Just as Master Shiyin was about to dodge, he saw a flash of sword light.

Master Shiyin's eyes widened and he felt like the world was spinning as he saw his headless body.

As soon as the golden elixir entered Yin Shen's body, and he wanted to leave with the escape light, another red cloud enveloped him from the sky.

"Chi!"

The Yin God was illuminated by the red cloud and turned into a wisp of black smoke.

"Damn... the Holy Spirit Cult." At the last moment, Master Shiyin cursed only the Holy Spirit Cult. Such a huge flying cloud and powerful escape speed must be the one from Dongyuan City.

Didn’t the Holy Spirit Sect say it had contained him?

Master Jin Dan died just like that.

Death is silent and worthless.

It was not as vigorous as imagined.

By the time Master Shiyin came back to his senses, his head had already moved.

Amidst the red clouds in the sky, he opened his arms and fished away the round and round flawless golden elixir that stayed in place.

Under such a dark and gloomy sky, it is unimaginable that there is such a huge escaping light, rushing away.

…

Blood cave.

Within the scope of both methods.

The aftermath of the explosion formed a wall of air, exploding the golden elixir of the Rakshasa Void Clan.

Even the river of blood that surged up around him was shaken away.

The soldier vomited blood, struggled to support his body, and looked down at his chest. The bone spur penetrated, causing a huge penetrating injury.

Lift the bone knife and rub it twice to flatten the front and back of the bone spur so that it does not hinder the body's activities.

"I underestimated you." When the soldier opened his mouth, the blood had not stopped yet.

It penetrated the chest, injured the lungs, and the esophagus and trachea were blocked with blood.

Such a wound cannot be stopped, and spitting out the blood would be better than blocking it there.

Tushanjun was not happy at all because of the compliment.

It’s so difficult to fight against enemies at the same level, let alone killing enemies across levels that I had imagined.

Laughed out loud.

Tu Shanjun didn't think so.

Being able to win a battle is already beyond ordinary people in the world, and one cannot even expect to use trivial means to transcend ranks and kill the enemy.

"But I'm not defeated yet."

The golden elixir of the Rakshasa Void Clan raised his arms with a crazy look on his face. His black pupils turned and stared at Tushanjun: "The river of blood is reversed and emptied!"

The river of blood boiled and spread.

When the two sides collide with each other, the ripples on the two sides are like two walls squeezing each other.

Tu Shanjun waved his hand, and the soul-inducing flag fell into his hand. With a wave, the shrines in the legal domain condensed, and finally gathered into a huge mountain shrine, protecting Ding Xie inside. Then, he turned his head and took a look.

"The gods know the place of death, and all the kings worship together. How can there be no place for me?"

Tu Shanjun stood in front of the stacked mountains, and behind him was a huge shrine that was constantly crowded and raised: "The shrine suppresses the blood river!"

The overwhelming pressure caused the blood river to shrink continuously. The blood river that was originally flowing seemed to have stopped in front of the shrine, and it seemed that there was no room for fighting back.

The golden elixir of the Rakshasa Clan suddenly opened his eyes, and the river of blood steamed, and the whole person fell into it.

Tu Shanjun looked surprised. He couldn't find the aura of the Rakshasa Void Clan's golden elixir. His spiritual consciousness covered it, and the entire blood river was filled with the other party's aura.

The river of blood boiled, fighting for 10% of the territory, and even the foot pillars of the huge shrine were submerged.

"Boom!"

A bloody figure walked out of it.

The pressure is heavy and the body is tall and strong.

The warrior's body is no longer what it once was due to the transformation of blood, and the battle with Tu Shanjun is no longer so formal.

Once the blood shadows are broken, new ones will appear continuously.

Dozens of attacks left Tushanjun exhausted and scarred.

The other party's legal domain is more complete and sophisticated than his.

The gods knew that the realm of death was still too immature after all.

The abilities that Tu Shanjun can use are limited, and the mana he consumes is unambiguous. However, Fan Ding Xie has not advanced to the peak of foundation building, and does not have three golden elixir-level ghost pills in hand, so he will definitely not be able to sustain it.

The attacks became more and more intensive.

Tu Shanjun suddenly remembered his previous battle experience, and then he completely shrank into the huge shrine, sat cross-legged in it, closed his eyes, and calmed down.

The residual technique was activated, and the lines on the ghost horns flickered to form a incomplete eye.

The shadowed vertical pupils rotated abnormally, opening up the realm of ignorance.

The snowflake-like lines moved toward the sky and the ends of the earth until they landed at the top and bottom of the legal domain in the blood cave.

Hold your breath and concentrate.

The realm of ignorance unfolds.
To be continued...