On this day, many disciples of Qingyun Sect in the Demon-Suppressing Tower saw the rise of a terrifying legend.

A blood shadow swept across the fourth floor of the Demon-Suppressing Tower and then broke into the fifth floor, carrying terrifying blood flames, killing ordinary masters like chopping melons and vegetables.

Since the fourth, fifth and sixth floors of the Demon-Suppressing Tower are all vast and boundless underground worlds, and there are passages connected in the middle. Many Qingyun Sect disciples even thought it was a master devil on the sixth floor. They avoided it and watched the blood light show their power in panic.

Fang Ming took advantage of a loophole here.

Because Zhuo Yihan's cultivation is still innate qi, and it is normal for the devil of the innate qi to move at the fourth and fifth levels.

It is necessary to wait until after today that many disciples of the inner sect jointly report to find out that the combat power is wrong.

Bang!

A blood dragon army of Gangqi level fell down in front of Zhuo Yihan, and was caught by him again, quickly absorbing the innate blood essence.

With Fang Ming cheating, with the assistance of the improved version of the Blood Shadow Magic and the spiritual power, Zhuo Yihan killed other innate and even Gangqi masters this time, and he was really like cutting melons and vegetables.

"Why... are always a little short of... why can't you advance to the Grandmaster?"

Zhuo Yihan roared to the sky, his face faintly crazy and ferocious: "The sixth level... Grandmaster!"

Bloody flames appeared all over his body, and they instantly passed by more than ten feet of land and disappeared into the darkness.

The four to sixth floors of the Demon-Suppressing Tower are all connected.

Even the devil masters on the sixth floor each divided their own territories, built houses and palaces, and collected other prisoners as slaves, living a free and easy life.

Even the Qingyun Sect disciples who came to the trial rarely dared to provoke them. They even ranked them for this, listed the danger level, and maintained a strange balance between the two sides.

Boom! Boom!

At this time, a team composed entirely of Gangqi masters stopped somewhere on the sixth floor. A woman took out the map and compared the direction of the vibration, her face full of disbelief.

"It's actually a poisonous water lake!"

She exclaimed: "That is the land occupied by Sirius Bao Jie. This man has reached the level of a master with his magical skills. He is the lord of Chizhou's merciless Taoist. He was captured and suppressed by Taoist Liuyun of our sect. It has been thirty-seven years. His skill ranks third among the top ten demons and has not been destroyed. At this time, anyone dares to challenge him? Which disciple is he? Is it that after Bi Luoge, another master figure will appear among our younger generation?"

"No!"

Another man with a squinting eyes and a grassroots in his mouth climbed up to look away and suddenly vomited the grassroots in his mouth: "The two auras are not righteous, I'm afraid they are the masters of the Demonic Taoism, fighting each other fiercely!"

He grabbed his somewhat messy hair, then suddenly turned around and left.

"Huh? The mission direction is not here..."

The woman reminded.

"Don't do it anymore! Don't do it anymore!" The squinting young man looked lazy: "It's a lot of trouble now, so I'll go back to sleep and get insurance..."

"you……"

The female disciple and the other teammates were angry, feeling that meeting such a lazy teammate would be a disaster for eight lifetimes, but the two who were really familiar with this young man changed their faces and said, "We will withdraw too!"

Immediately unfolded my body and chased the young man's back and left.

But I knew that the young man had an extremely accurate premonition. He had escaped from this several times before, so how could he dare to neglect him at this time?

"You... are so angry!"

The woman stomped her feet and spread her hands helplessly: "Let's go back!"

...

Above the Poisonous Water Lake.

Gulu! Gulu! The dark lake water bubbles like boiling, sending a large amount of poisonous gas to the sky.

At this time, the two of them stood in a swaying wave and fought quickly.

The poisonous gas that can poison the innate death seems to have no effect on these two people.

"What a domineering blood-divine technique. Compared to this, my newly-stop blood-refining magic skills are trash..."

Sirius Bao Jie smiled and slammed out a palm, but the vicious energy was everywhere, entangled with the blood flame divine aura, and suddenly floated backwards. He was fat and bloated, as if a ball was used to perform light skills, but he was rare as fresh and elegant, extremely agile.

"What a weird person. Not only is Wuwei's extraordinary power, he also has such a bloody martial art, but he has not been detained alone..."

Bao Jie was wrapped in fat meat, almost the size of soybeans, and then sneered: "If you give this merit today and surrender again, I will not be able to spare your life!"

It was even more strange in the secret.

Although the person in front of him was not as a master, he could not be treated with ordinary qi at all. Especially the other party seemed to have some hidden secret, and during the battle, he even felt a sense of creepy.

“Huhu…”

Opposite him, Zhuo Yihan was surrounded by a thick layer of blood light. This was the innate blood element that had not been completely digested. The blue veins on his face were raised and his expression was extremely ferocious.

Even, hissing was a little lost in his eyes, and he said, "Give me...blood!"

Whoosh!

As soon as the word fell, his whole body turned into blood light, and he rushed up, grabbed it with one claw, as if igniting the blood essence around his body, turning into blood-red flames, with a huge force!

"Damn it! This is a devil!"

Bao Jie was very knowledgeable and immediately felt a little depressed when he saw this.

I know that although the magic skill progresses very quickly, it is also extremely easy to get into devils and lose my mind.

When dealing with ordinary people, he can naturally coerce and induce people, but when facing a lunatic?

"It's so strange that I can actually compete with my spiritual power. Did you bring some treasures to defend yourself?"

Bao Jie's eyes rolled and suddenly slapped out three palms one after another. Between the virtual and real, the true energy that was everywhere seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles, suddenly burst out and pierced into the blood flame.

"ah!"

Zhuo Yihan called out to stop, as if he was hesitant, but then he rushed to kill him again.

"I will teach you a good person today. The gap between the master and the innate one cannot be smoothed out by just one exercise..."

Bao Jie laughed, and when the Yin Spirit moved, he instantly controlled every little in his body, with clever ears and eyes, and indirectly obtained information from the person on the other side.

The strength of a master lies in "grasping"! Be prepared to grasp every bit of strength in your body, and even grasp the enemy, and defeat your opponent with minimal consumption.

"Good... This person is so skilled that he is still above me. It's really evil..."

Bao Jie was a little depressed. He felt that Zhuo Yihan had almost consumed much blood. However, a sharp light burst out from Dou Da's eyes: "I can only use my big silk-wrapped hands to slowly get rid of it!"

Thinking of this, his attack with both hands changed, like peeling off a cocoon, eroding Zhuo Yihan's true energy.

Boom!

Boom!

The war lasted for a long time, but on the shore, in the Tianlang Palace, many conquered innate demons looked at the lake nervously, almost ready to escape immediately as soon as they saw Bao Jie defeated.

Of course, there were a few people who were flashing their eyes, obviously using other ideas.

"Hehe! Die for me!"

After a thousand moves, Zhuo Yihan's eyes suddenly became clear, and a sense of reason appeared. His body trembled again, and he stopped strangely.

How could Bao Jie let go of such a god-given opportunity? With a sneer, his right hand looked like a flexible fish, passing through the stormy waves of blood flames and coming to Zhuo Yihan.

This palm was successfully condensed by Bao Jie's ten powers, and even brought several extremely sharp backs to calculate all Zhuo Yihan's retreat and blocked him. It can be said that he had a killing palm.

‘It turns out that I am a waste, so I can only come!’

Before death, space seems to freeze and time seems to stop.

A masculine and huge, almost heavenly will thought came out of Zhuo Yihan strangely, and instantly replaced the person's mind.

Before, the reason why Zhuo Yihan was able to quickly get the improved version of the Blood Shadow Magic Art and even kill people to get blood was Fang Ming's help.

In other words, the one who truly practiced the Blood Shadow Magical Art was Fang Ming's distraction, not Zhuo Yihan himself!

Therefore, the more blood energy he absorbs, the more his skills increase, and his self-consciousness becomes weaker.

Now, when life and death are at the forefront, Fang Ming wants to replace it, but it is natural.

Fang Ming, who had already mastered Zhuo Yihan's flesh orifice, came out with a single point of his hand and hit Bao Jie's palm.

Bao Jie's wrist was painful and felt that his opponent had completely changed. He even defeated his master's true energy with his complicated and empty blood qi. He couldn't help but quickly retreated and showed a look of shock.

"Drink! In the light world, the blood demon is refining!"

‘Zhuo Yihan’ pointed to the sky with one hand, touched the ground with the other hand, shining light on his body, and speaking the truth.

raging!

The surrounding blood flames and blood essence instantly penetrated through his limbs and pores, and there was no trace of residue outside.

"Your name is Bao Jie?"

Fang Ming glanced at the clothes and saw Zhuo Yihan's blue shirt, which had been stained with blood, and became a bloody robe. He couldn't help but shake his head, and his whole body was shaken, and a layer of blood stain mixed with filth fell down.

Almost in an instant, Zhuo Yihan returned to his state when he entered the tower.

But at this time, Bao Jie looked at Zhuo Yihan, who was no longer in the devil's state before, and was almost scared to pee.

"Senior! Please spare me!"

Seeing this scene, he gave in without thinking, begging for mercy, almost crying.

"Palace Master..."

However, the demons on the shore were stunned for a moment.

After all, my boss had the upper hand before, but the next moment, I was still the same person. Why did my boss get so scared like this?

They have the most qi and do not have the spiritual power, so they naturally cannot discover the earth-shaking changes in Zhuo Yihan's body.

But for Bao Jie, this aura was definitely the reincarnation of a god and a powerful person, and he had no idea of ​​resisting.

He bowed his face and was extremely flattering, but his heart quickly turned: "What's going on? Did he sneak into the Demon-Suppressing Tower with powerful intentions, or did the original prisoner awaken his memories of his previous life?"

But the next moment, Fang Ming came to him and pointed at his forehead.

His fingers with terrifying thoughts instantly destroyed Bao Jie's Yin God, making him die no longer.

"Master, it's barely enough!"
Chapter completed!