The blood mist rolled like a wave, and Yan Wuyue exuded a strong soul power, carrying the unique aura of the Yuetong clan, causing the blood mist in the four spaces to surge over.

Soon, they walked out thousands more...

"Woo!"

The blood mist rolled, and the sound of ghosts came from it, like a peerless evil spirit lurking.

In an instant, the entire sky was dyed red.

"Hiss!"

Looking at this scene, Qin Luo took a breath of air conditioning.

At this moment, this space was completely covered by blood mist, and countless blood lights were covered from all directions, as if they were a group of hungry wild wolves, causing the sound of the spaces in all directions.

“It’s too much noise.”

Jiang Xiaofan frowned.

He was worried that this breath would alarm the Yuetong tribe members outside the bloody earth. Once this was the case, they would be in trouble.

But soon, Yan Wuyue spoke, completely dispelling his concern. The man's eyes were deep, looking deep, and said, "This blood-colored land suppressed all power, but the degree was different. When he was in this, it was difficult for people outside to sense the energy fluctuations in it, so he didn't have to worry about spreading out."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaofan and the other four were slightly surprised.

"No wonder you exuded such a powerful soul power, but the ancient king of the Three Qingshou who was guarding outside did not notice it."

Jiang Xiaofan nodded in a clear way.

Next to him, Chen Yifeng smiled and said, "So, the act of supporting the empty space just now was unnecessary to avoid the leakage of divine power fluctuations..."

When Yan Wuyue was dragged out of the blood mist, he supported the void space to cover up the divine power fluctuations when Jiang Xiaofan and the other two took action, and was worried that they would be discovered by the Yuetong clan outside. Now it seems that this does not seem necessary.

"I didn't expect such a thing, but it was not harmful."

Jiang Xiaofan smiled.

Chen Yifeng was elegant and friendly, and a flash of light from his body retracted the void space back into his body. Even though he was the young supreme of the Three Pure Levels, he would still consume the divine power very quickly after supporting the domain.

"Boom!"

In the voids in all directions, blood-colored light fog rolled one by one, like dense chariots, and the void was buzzing and buzzing, making people feel a terrifying feeling.

"Since you don't have to worry about the possibility of your soul leaking, what are you waiting for?"

Qin Luo laughed.

His divine light flowed through his body, and burst out with extremely powerful combat power in one fell swoop, like a pearl in the darkness, illuminating the space in all directions at the first time, and punching the bloody mist in front of him.

"Rumbling!"

The blood mist surged, as if the evil ghost opened his bloody mouth and slowly swallowed Qin Luo's fist power.

"How could it be?"

Qin Luo immediately changed color.

Not long ago, even though he deliberately suppressed his combat power, he could still shake the blood mist several times. But now, after he no longer suppressed his combat power, the terrible punch was absorbed by the blood mist, which was simply unreasonable.

"They seem to have become stronger."

Cang Muheng said in a deep voice.

He slashed out a dazzling sword aura, which was also swallowed by the rolling blood mist. Even Chen Yifeng's Void Avenue was useless. All of them were absorbed by the blood mist, as if they were the most delicious food.

"Somewhat weird."

Chen Yifeng frowned.

The blood mist condensed in the void became more and more dense, giving people a feeling of extreme evil. Looking at them, Yan Wuyue said: "There is an altar deep in the blood land. The closer it is to that place, the greater the power of these blood mists will grow exponentially, and we are about to reach the depths."

A hint of joy appeared on his face, but more solemn.

Happy, that is because they are about to appear on the altar where the sister is imprisoned, and they can take her away. The solemnity is because once they approach the altar, it means that they and their group will face even more terrifying threats.

"Is it strange..."

Jiang Xiaofan lowered his pretext, his eyes flashed with a faint light.

"Brother Yan, please support it..." He paused, took a step forward, and said to Chen Yifeng and the other two: "Brother Chen, traitor, Mutou, don't move first, I'll give it a try..."

"Buzz!"

He had no extra words. After the words fell, the breath outside his body suddenly changed, and a dazzling golden light suddenly appeared. This was a breath of the most godly and holy, with strands of golden divine light lingering outside his body, reflecting him like an ancient war god. In his body, endless golden small words flew out and buzzed.

"Feng Xie!"

He stroked his hands, and the small golden characters outside his body jumped up in an instant like naughty elves, intertwined with strange Taoist seals, covering the blood mist without any haste.

"Chew!"

"Chew!"

The golden ancient characters collided on the blood mist, and immediately made a chirp sound, and a blue smoke rose.

In the void, endless golden ancient characters appeared, and a golden cage was interwoven. As soon as the golden cage came out, the strange blood mist was directly covered in it, and it was difficult to escape for a moment.

"You are..."

The swallow has no moon changes color.

At this moment, the pressure and death threat from the blood mist actually disappeared!

"you?"

He looked at Jiang Xiaofan and was shocked.

His status in the clan is self-evident, he is below one person and above ten thousand people. He is very clear about the terror of these blood mists, and it is difficult for Luotian-level powerhouses to shake them.

But now, Jiang Xiaofan actually sealed the blood mist!

Even the powerful people in the Eighth Level of Luotian Heaven do not have such a method! If the ancient kings of the Three Pure Land in the clan know about this, they would probably jump up one by one. For those people, these blood mists are simply the root of their lives.

Next to him, Qin Luo and the other two were also surprised.

However, the three of them had to know a lot about Jiang Xiaofan and soon returned to normal.

"I almost forgot that you are the nemesis of the evil spirit."

Qin Luodao.

He still remembers the power that Jiang Xiaofan exhibited in Yinchuan Valley and the Gods and Ghost Burial Place. At that time, Jiang Xiaofan was still in the realm of the illusion god, but after using this power, even the mysterious immortal-level evil spirits were afraid.

Although these blood mists are more terrifying than the Xuanxian Ghost, how could Jiang Xiaofan still be the little cultivator of the Phantom God back then?

"Go away quickly, I can only seal them temporarily."

Jiang Xiaofan said.

His whole body is full of golden light, but his face is a little solemn. Because he felt the recoil force of the blood-colored mist, it was very powerful, and the evil seal seal he exhibited could not trap the blood mist for how long.

"Walk."

Cang Muheng nodded.

No one hesitated and set off at the first time and stepped into the distance in an instant.

Soon after, they walked a thousand feet away again.

If they were placed on weekdays, they could reach this distance of a thousand feet in an instant, but it was very troublesome in this place. Because this is the place where the Saint Heaven-level power fell, there is a special Taoist power that they cannot tear the void, cannot fly, and even walk extremely slowly.

"Dong!"

Suddenly, the void behind vibrated violently.

The vast blood mist came overwhelmed the sky, like a group of hungry wolves who had discovered their prey, rumbling and rumbling. The aura made people feel palpitations and disgusting.

"Boy, your skills are no longer good, it's not long since it's been sealed."

Qin Luo curled his lips.

Jiang Xiaofan's face turned dark: "I don't feel any pain when I stand and talk, so I can stay wherever I feel cool."

The golden Buddha light flashed in his eyes, and he used the same method again to trap the blood mist that rushed in again. In this way, for a period of time, he took action alone and trapped the blood mist five or six times.

"boom!"

Blood light soared into the sky, ghosts cried and howled.

As the few people got closer and closer to the depths, the power of these blood mists became stronger and stronger. Jiang Xiaofan could no longer trap them alone. At this moment, these blood mists almost covered the entire Gaotian. In this blood land, all the strange blood mists were completely attracted by Yan Wuyue and the special soul power of the Yuetong clan.

"It's almost done, Wuxin, hold on for a while."

Yan Wuyue's eyes are deep.

After the words finished, he exuded a stronger power of the soul, and even the moon's eyes that had been opened for the first time. It had reached the depths, and the power of these blood mists became stronger. He had to tightly hold them around him and never let them get close to the altar deep, otherwise his sister would not be able to bear it.

After all, compared to him, his sister is too weak. Even if he is alone, he can fight with these blood mists for a long time, but his sister is not good, and she does not have the strength as strong as him to support her.

He looked at Jiang Xiaofan and others and said seriously: "Please!"

"rest assured!"

Jiang Xiaofan nodded.
To be continued...