It's extremely fierce. It's far from ordinary. It's comparable to the martial arts of Jingyue tower.

Tang Jian, the elder of jingyuelou, who had previously had a fight with the old ghost of blood shadow, used the cold moon sword of jingyuelou, which is far from Yao Kui now.

The sky is full of blood rain. It is split by the light of the cold moon knife. The light of the knife goes against the sky and cuts the blood Phoenix.

"I'm afraid you won't do it?" The old blood shadow demon sneered.

Blood Phoenix wings in mid air, a feather, into a blood line, crisscross between heaven and earth, as fine as a net.

Yao Kui's cold moon knife flies by, cutting off one blood line, and keeps going up.

But a little bit more blood on the blade, a little bit more light.

Countless blood threads interweave, eventually polluting the cold moon knife.

Although the light of the sword is strong, it is constantly worn away, and finally becomes the end of the strong crossbow.

In the end, the dense blood web was cut more than half, but the cold moon knife thrown by Yao Kui Fei was like a flying insect that ran into a spider's web and was stuck and unable to move.

Yao Kui tried to drive the blade back with his own Qi, but found that the cold moon knife was stuck by the blood net and did not listen to his control.

In the middle of the sky, there was a bloody light, which spread to Yao Kui.

It was actually contaminated with his Qi, and in turn, his intention was to infect Yao Kui himself.

Yao Kui's face changed slightly. His opponent's magic skill was more evil and domineering than he expected.

He can only cut off his own gas engine and give up the cold moon knife completely.

Blood Phoenix issued a long and sad cry, blood lines flying all over the sky, toward the mirror moon tower people fly.

The blood shadow old devil was so happy in his heart that he could not help but roar up to the sky.

Although the warrior is good at fighting, he is not bad.

With blood Phoenix body extended thousands of blood lines, airtight, and flexible.

Although Cheng Luo was able to crack most of them, he began to struggle harder and harder.

Fortunately, after his interruption, the pressure on Yao Kui of Jingyue building was relieved and he immediately fought back.

They work together to resist the fierce power of the bloody old devil.

On the other side, the Taoist Jingtong tries to break through the dark clouds in front of him.

But after breaking through the dark clouds, what he saw was not the way out, but an old man in black.

Mr. Wu Yun calmly pinches a formula, and then blows a breath.

Suddenly gusts of overcast wind swept, blowing the scene channel head lights kept shaking.

The Taoist priest himself was unstable and almost fell from the cloud.

He quickly cast his magic, the dark red flame into a boundless sea of fire.

But in the cold wind blowing, the sea of fire is difficult to get close to, put out in pieces.

Taoist Jingtong quickly saw the situation and bit his teeth secretly.

His head was ablaze with fire, showing a dark red baby.

Yuanying out of the body!

Jingtong, a Taoist in the seventh state of Taoism, shows his original infant, and his practice condenses Xuanfu and Lihuo.

The dark red flames gather into a mass, then spin and turn into huge fire wheels.

Under the flame condensation rotation, finally reluctantly resists the wind to blow but does not disperse.

Mr. Wu Yun just smiles at will.

The next moment, a black blade, without warning, flashed by.

Dark red fire wheel, cut in two.

The baby on the top of the king channel's head looks stunned and looks down.

There is a gap in the dark red body of Yuanying, which divides him into two.

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