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After the breath of being or not came out, elder Pan's mood sank to the bottom. He knew very well that the unusual scarcity of this kind of thing was condensed by the practitioners above the martial arts realm. Even if there was only one drop, the prestige contained in it was enough to suppress a real thunder realm strongman.

There are only three drops of this kind of thing, even in Yuelai.

At present, the world of blood has already given a drop of Lingyuan liquid, which is one drop less. In some first-class interfaces, they regard it as a real treasure, which is priceless. They will not squander it unless they have to.

In the face of such spiritual things, even the strong in thunder can only stay away from the edge, unless they reach the peak of thunder, they have the real capital to fight against it. Of course, this kind of fight also needs to pay a great price.

Elder Pan's figure darted quickly. He smashed his fists against the ground and cut it open. Then he jumped down. Immediately, he stood under the ground and began to dig around. The speed was very fast. The disciples of blood world only felt the ground shaking violently under their feet, and their eyes were scared.

"Hold on Among the core disciples, he sneered. One of them reached for a move, and a bloody flag appeared directly beside him. He seemed to recite a mantra to the bloody flag, and then suddenly threw his sleeve robe.

"All forces, gather on the blood flag." When the sound fell, the disciples of the blood sea all around came out one after another. The blood flag bloomed and fell from the array, then directly turned into a few feet. The flagpole of the blood flag was directly inserted into the ground, and the earth was quickly red, as if it had been watered by the blood sea, with a pungent smell.

Bang.

Under the ground, elder Pan's body froze for a long time. After a moment, he could not dig any more. His body was bounced out and landed on the ground in a mess.

"Elder pan, how about my big gift?" Among the core disciples, there is a disciple with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hum, if you didn't have Lingyuan liquid in your hand, would I be afraid of such a poor array?"

Elder pan was not angry. He was more cautious. He looked at the flag hanging on the ground with fear. His eyelids trembled. After a moment, he screamed, "there is Lingyuan liquid in the blood flag!"

Elder Pan's face was as gloomy as the bottom of the pot. He didn't expect that there were two drops of Lingyuan liquid in this out of the ordinary array. Is this the rhythm that he really wants to keep on fighting?

However, after elder pan noticed the two drops of Lingyuan liquid, although he was shocked, he was not in a panic. At present, the disciples of the blood sea world continuously cast two drops of Lingyuan liquid without killing themselves at the first time. It is absolutely impossible to cast another drop of Lingyuan liquid. Moreover, this Lingyuan liquid consumes a lot of spiritual power when it is cast, otherwise, the disciples of the blood sea world will never kill themselves Do your best.

At present, they missed the best chance to hit the elder. Next, if they want to use the power of Lingyuan liquid to continue to play their powerful power, they will be at a loss.

"You go on now?" Elder pan gave a ferocious smile, revealing brilliant white teeth.

"Trap him!" Among the core disciples, one of them jumped out. In the face of Liu Panshi's provocative eyes, he suddenly became angry and sneered, "Liu Panshi, don't be complacent too early. There will always be a time when you feel worse than death."

"Well, let's wait and see." Liu Panshi simply closed his eyes and didn't care about each other's look. He held his hands empty and directly recovered his lost spirit power.

"Seal." One of the core disciples murmured. He suddenly made the seal with his hands, and the tedious seal method fell down. The rest of the disciples did not lag behind, so they made the seal at the first time.

All around the whole blood sea array, the blood runs through, and the breath is very smooth, just like one body.

"When we've finished adjusting, it's time for you to lose your life and death." Among the core disciples, many Mori's cold eyes took back from Liu Panshi.

All the disciples meditate one after another. Liu Panshi, who is in the middle of the array, suddenly opens his eyes. He does not wake up from the practice, but the signal he sent has been received.

He opened his eyes, his eyes showed a look of surprise, some incredible, murmured, "how can it be that he received my message?"

The people who received this message were not from the blood world, but from the sects who had just separated, and it was Ling Jian himself.

"Will he come?" Liu Panshi's eyes are wide open, and his heart is constantly tangled. If Ling Jian doesn't come, then he will really play big this time. At this time, it's impossible to send a message again. Although the Lingyuan liquid in the blood flag can't be moved, the ground is blocked by it. After the blooding, it can't be penetrated by any force.

Even if this Lingyuan liquid doesn't urge it, it's also very powerful. After all, this force doesn't belong to the realm of martial arts."Well, I hope so." Elder pan was worried. He just wanted to think about what would happen.

In the jungle with dense vines, a figure suddenly came out from the position where the vines intersected. His breath converged, but there was a faint smell of blood. The smell was so pungent that his face looked red.

"Elder pan, trapped?" The figure suddenly stopped and fell from the vine.

Dong.

The ground was hit by a heavy force, making a loud noise. The shadow of the man fell on the object hit the ground. Looking carefully, it was a cold corpse.

"The nineteenth!"

This figure from the foot of the cold body over, light way.

Immediately, his vision is projected to the distance, that position, is the place after they separated from Yuelai sister.

"Do I choose to ignore it or give a hand?" The figure's eyes twinkled and thought.

Liu Panshi is a strong man in thunder. However, even he is trapped. It can be seen that the means of this man in the world of blood are extraordinary. If he goes there rashly, he may fall into the trap. Even if he sneaks into it, he will be very lucky.

"Forget it, be a man to the end, send the Buddha to the West." This figure took his head, just showed a bitter smile, and said, "I Lingjian is not the kind of person who repays kindness, but also not the kind of person who needs to repay."

"Is it a contest with the blood world?"

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