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Hong Ling looks gloomy at the blood snake formed by plasma, and her breath begins to climb. No doubt, judging from the state of these blood snakes at this time, they are most likely to be aimed at themselves and Xia Yan. Looking at the ten sad swords floating in front of him, he took down two of them and allowed the remaining eight to continue to support the barrier.

The youth's double swords are in the hand, and the genuine Qi is continuously infused into the body of the sword. Hum, a wisp of terrible sword meaning, began to diffuse in the void. Hongling's double swords are horizontal in front of the body, and the power of the Yan Huang Emperor's mirror explodes completely in the body. Bang, the terror of the pressure, the sand under his feet under the pressure of half a foot. He slowly walked out of the barrier supported by the sword array and looked coldly at the blood snake dancing in the air.

"Stay in the sword array and move with me. If it's not necessary, don't come out!" Hongling opened his mouth to Xia Yan and said that he was dressed in white and fluttered in the wind like a flag of war.

Xia Yan and others nodded, and had no time to speak, but saw his left long sword waved at will and cut a bloody shadow in two. The three men looked out, but found that it was one of many blood snakes, while the young man did not pay attention, launched a surprise attack. This sudden attack of terror made Hong Ling a little frightened. The strength of blood snakes is far beyond imagination. At least, they all have the power to practice deficiency and combine Tao.

However, this is only one of the smaller ones. The other blood snakes, just like the jungle, are constantly rushing into the sky at this time, and are still growing. There is no doubt that with the growth of these blood snakes, their power will become stronger and stronger.

"Ready, I'll make my way. You follow the sword array and follow me. Don't rush out, or I don't know if there will be other changes! " Hongling language, toe light, body shape has been swept out. He was like a swift flash of lightning, where he passed, the blood snake blocking the way was cut into two sections in an instant.

Xia Yan, Xia Rong and Wang Dashui move together with the sad God sword array, looking a little flustered. However, they managed to keep up with the figure of the teenager. Hongling completely suppressed the speed of his whole body in the early stage of refining spirit and returning to emptiness. After all, other people did not have the blessing of Yan Huang Emperor's mirror power. It would be good to be able to barely keep up with his speed. If he rushes too fast, he may not be able to take care of it.

The blood snake forest, which covers the sky, is washed out of a ferocious gully by the youth. He had two swords in his hand, and there was no grass in his path. However, as he went deeper into the blood snake jungle, the more Hong Ling could feel a sense of crisis.

After swallowing thirty-three stars in the sky, he became more accurate in predicting the crisis. Although he is not as powerful as the emperor of heaven, he can accurately predict most of the crises, but he can also spy on the trace of fate. The tomb of the northern underworld gave him the feeling that he was walking in a hell.

However, he did not dare to think about it. He wanted to go out of the dead sea of the nether world, and the Tianzhong of Beiming was his only choice. Because he is short of time, he must return to Apocalypse within this month. With the constant killing of the blood snake, Hongling's heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He can't sense the end of the blood snake jungle, that is to say, he seems to be trapped in a huge blood snake maze. If you want to go out, you have to destroy all the blood snakes that form the maze, but that's impossible. In his present state, it is impossible to maintain the awakening of Yan Huang emperor mirror. Once this imperial vessel sleeps again, it will be death waiting for him.

There was an angry roar from the top of his head. Hong Ling stopped his steps and looked at the sky coldly. There, the ghost hanging on the banner is looking at him with a funny smile. Strands of blood, rising from the rising of these blood snakes, are constantly devoured by them. Its illusory body, slowly become solid.

Hongling combines the sad sword in his hand into one, and slowly coagulates the dark golden fire light on it. Before the holy land, although the power of thunder and fire has become a little weak, it still has great power. Although the power of this fire is more reflected in refining weapons, Hongling has always insisted on using it in combat.

No power is absolutely powerful, it depends on who is used. A leaf is just a leaf in the eyes of ordinary people. But in the hands of monks, it can have the power of terror, and even can be used to create the world. In the same way, the thunder and fire of the heavenly wasteland might have been used to refine weapons in the time of the Emperor Huang, but in Hong Ling's hands, it could be used to compete with people.

On the sole of the foot, there are slight ripples, and a series of terrifying thunder waves emerge from the ripples. The young man bent his knees to get ready, and with a sudden leap, he had already rushed into the sky. His goal this time is the huge ghost on the banner. Only by killing the culprit can the jungle of blood snakes be pacified.

With his body soaring to the sky, countless blood snakes roared and stretched, intercepting in the middle. The sword in Hong Ling's hand turned upside down and kept throwing out the sword spirit of fire. For him, these intercepted blood snakes are not challenging at all. What he really cared about was the ghost whose breath was more and more magnificent.

With the rapid rise of the youth's body, countless intercepted blood snakes are constantly crushed into blood mist. However, with the emergence of these blood fog, the ghost attached to the soul calling banner, the smile on his face became more evil. Even Hongling can sense the pleasure of the ghost.

"This guy is so happy to see these blood snakes destroyed. Is there any deception?" Hung Ling pondered, but her figure did not diminish. Anyway, kill this guy first.Bang, a sword smashed a blood snake wall, Hongling successfully broke through the blood snake's block, toward the ghost hanging on the banner. The spirit of terror condensed into a powerful storm behind him. Before the storm, the boy was like a God who punished the world.

Roar! The ghost roared, and the blood snake, which had been growing on the ground, suddenly collapsed and shot at Hongling. Hongling only had time to swing a sword, and was wrapped up in the blood flow. In an instant, Lianren and his sword were wrapped into a huge blood cocoon and fell on the ground with a bang.

Xia Yan, who is standing in the same place, looks at the huge blood cocoon with worry in her eyes. Even if Hongling was wrapped in a blood cocoon, the sad sword array still did not collapse. This is enough to show that he is not in danger at present, but there are crises everywhere in the northern hell Tianzhong, so Xia Yan and others are not worried.

GA ya, as soon as the ghost trapped Hong Ling, she burst into a terrible laugh. It struggled, trying to break free from the yellow flag. Brush, one after another flashing blood charm chain, suddenly from the soul of the flag above, mercilessly stabbed into the body of the ghost.

The ghost, who had been laughing wildly, was roaring with anger in his eyes. Wisps of smoke, from its chain stabbed illusory body out. It is constantly struggling to attract the residual blood gas into their own body. A wisp of light blood gas appears in its four limbs and hundreds of skeletons, and its body is like a stretched rubber band, which has been stretched little by little.

Bang, the ghost fell heavily on the ground, smashing the whole earth into a huge crater. It is difficult to stand up, do not look at the slowly rotten soul banner, step by step toward the huge blood cocoon. It ignores the body in the sad God sword array of Xia Yan and others, hands and feet with the gallop.

Xia Yan's eyes open to see it lying on the blood cocoon, open mouth will be one of the bite, like a boa constrictor swallowing the blood cocoon slowly. Boom, a terrible blood gas exploded on its body, and its body gradually turned red, just like a burning blood fire.

"Hong Ling!" Yan's face was full of urgency. She didn't want to think about it. She walked quickly towards the outside of the sword array.

Roar, the ghost suddenly turned back and roared at Xia Yan. The demonstration was obvious. Xia Yan's body suddenly stopped. She looked at the huge ghost, bit her teeth and took out her magic weapon.

Bang, the cultivation of refining spirit and returning to emptiness broke out in an instant. Xia Yan's figure flashed, and she rushed to the bloody ghost, and her sword was full of strong Qi. With a leap of her body, the sword in her hand sprinkled all kinds of swords, which covered the ghost as high as ten feet. However, such humble power is hardly enough to see in front of the ghost.

At this time, the ghost's stomach is full of huge blood cocoons, and its body is difficult to move, but its claws are not affected. It slightly raised it, toward the sky and down the sword. Chihishi, the terrible sword spirit of all the way into this claw, disappeared.

Xia Yan looks at the ghost's empty claws with a look of despair. Suddenly, there was a rush in her head.

"Yan'er, be careful!"

Ghost hard turn head, toward Xia Yan send out a silk strange laugh. Its claw once again, the palm has streamer flash.

Whew, whew, a short whistling sound, sounded in the void. Originally disappeared in the ghost claw on the sword spirit, actually is intact is thrown back by it, toward Xia Yan shrouds and goes.

Xia Yan's face changed. She had done her best in the attack just now. At this time, she was thrown back by the ghost, and she couldn't resist at all. Hishishi, a sword mark, appeared on Xia Yan's body. Scarlet blood soaked her broken robes. She fell heavily from the air on the ground, and a gorgeous blood flower was blooming under her body.

She bit her teeth, and her divine sense rushed into the space ring on her hand. In a flash, she was covered with white light. Her strength soared rapidly and rushed into the realm of practicing emptiness and combining Tao. But Xia Yan knows that such power is not enough to see in front of this terrible ghost!

"Teacher, help me!" Xia Yan mouth brims with blood, some trembling mouth said.

Brush, a fuzzy white figure, slowly suspended in front of Xia Yan. Behind her, there are white wings vibrating. A continuous stream of holy light, slowly flowing into Xia Yan's body, constantly pushing the power of Xia Yan towards the holy land.

"Is it worth it?" A wisp of soft female voice came from the white light and shadow, echoing in Xia Yan's mind, but she nodded without hesitation.

"Alas There was another sigh.

Xia Yan originally stayed in the strength of practicing the virtual and combined way, and suddenly rushed into the holy land. She rose slowly in the air, and, despite the scarlet blood and tears flowing from her eyes, shot at the ghost again. Behind her, a pair of white wings, slowly condensed. It is constantly suffused with white light, in the void sprinkle a little silver, draw a star river.

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