"The warm-up...is over." The Blood Demon smiled solemnly.

This didn't sound like much to Zhao Yun. After all, the Blood Demon had a strong foundation and still had many methods that he had yet to use.

But to the ears of the mustache, it was particularly shocking. His head was chopped off once. Is this the time to warm up? Fortunately, it was Ji Hen who fought with him. If it were him, God knows how many times he would have been defeated. His attack

, for the Blood Demon, it was just scratching an itch, but even one palm from the Blood Demon was enough to put him on the road to hell.

This is the absolute suppression of cultivation and strength. All the bells and whistles are just decoration.

puff!

As the blood demon finished speaking, he turned into a puddle of blood inch by inch, and the dim world also turned into blood because of him. There was blood mist rolling, and blood light criss-crossing. The first feeling you felt was that

I fell into a scarlet and bloody hell, with blood dripping everywhere in my eyes.

"What is this?"

The mustached man was frightened and immediately came to Zhao Yun's side. He held the Miaotian whisk tightly and looked around with a pale face. They really got into big trouble this time and provoked a terrifying existence. Even the ancestor of Tianyue...

It is unimaginable how terrible it is to be unable to kill someone.

"It's really yours."

Zhao Yun took a deep breath.

In terms of experience, he may not be as good as the mustache.

But in terms of vision, he is higher than this old man.

At least, he can see what this bloody world is.

If the prediction is correct, they should be in the Blood Demon's belly at this moment.

That's right, it's the belly. The Blood Demon has assimilated with this world.

His guess was soon confirmed. The world in front of him was still changing. There were walls above, below, left, and right. To be precise, they were walls of flesh. The flesh was scarlet, and it was still squirming, resembling a human stomach.

It has to be said that the Gorefiend's belly is weird. It actually forms a space of its own, even isolating his external clone.

Uh...!

Seeing the mustache, I retched for a while. Putting aside the stench of blood, the sight alone was disgusting.

"Come, merge with me!"

The sinister laughter filled the blood-red world, and it was the Blood Demon speaking. Although the words were short-lived, they were full of magic power, causing great trouble to the mind. He listened to the mustache holding his head and roaring.

Woohoo...!

Soon, wailing sounds were heard, and in all directions, up, down, left, and right, there were people screaming with blood, crawling out of the flesh wall, resembling fierce ghosts.

However, that was not a vicious ghost, but a person who had been swallowed by the blood demon. He used his own body as a container and raised it into a terrifying resentful spirit.

"It turns out to be the secret of the immortal demon body."

Zhao Yun murmured that each of these resentful spirits was considered a life of the Blood Demon. In other words, he would have as many lives as the number of resentful spirits the Blood Demon raised.

Unless a person with this number is beaten to ashes in one breath, it is basically impossible to kill him. Who knows how many people he has swallowed.

When he looked, the resentful spirits in the sky were already rushing toward them. The extraordinary resentful spirits, in terms of strength alone, the weakest ones were comparable to the Ksitigarbha realm, because they were raised by blood demons, and they were born with blood demon energy.

Yun, the innate essence is also connected to the blood demon background.

"Really... do you want to kneel here?"

The mustache's words were trembling, and his old face was pale and bloodless. You man! You can't do too much. Sooner or later you will kill yourself. Just like him, there is no harm in doing anything, and he has to move the stone seal.

Buzz!

Zhao Yun sacrificed the lotus lantern, hung it above his head, and burned it to its peak with the billowing immortal power. The lotus fire was blazing, and the lotus light was bright. It enveloped him and his mustache, and it was able to cut off the blood and energy, and even the resentful spirits that came towards him were killed.

Showing fear, they only dared to wander around the periphery, and few dared to go up to the former.

"This works well."

The mustache moved closer to Zhao Yun again, barely holding his thigh. He looked up at the lotus lantern, and his eyes were shining brightly. He could tell that this was also a relic of the Immortal Family, and it actually had such strange power.

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"very good."

The blood demon's laughter could not be traced to its real source. Looking at the speed of the flesh walls in all directions, one could tell that he was very excited. He liked this lotus lantern very much. After breaking the seal, he unexpectedly bumped into such a treasure.

Once Zhao Yun is devoured, all this kid's treasures will be his.

"I want to see how long you can last."

The blood demon said a sinister word, but before he could finish his words, those resentful spirits seemed to be under a spell, madly pounced on Zhao Yun and the mustache, one after another, without fear of life or death.

The next scene was particularly bloody. When the resentful spirit hit the light of the Lotus Lantern, it turned into a sheet of blood or blood mist. The screams and wails were piercing and filled with magical power, attacking the soul directly.

"Are you going to spend money?"

Zhao Yun looked around, and every time a resentful spirit bumped into it, the lotus light of the lotus lamp would be mottled. Over time, it would be eroded.

Unless he has enough immortal power to keep the lotus fire alive, once his immortal power is exhausted, the lotus lamp will have no successor power and will no longer be a deterrent. The resentful spirits will surge up and tear them apart.

Into a pile of broken flesh and bones.

He can't fight for consumption.

Again, the Blood Demon has swallowed too many creatures. Every resentful spirit can be a life. They are in the Blood Demon's belly. This is the Blood Demon's home field. With the human sea tactics, they will be consumed sooner or later.

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"Boy, I've caused trouble for you." The mustache was full of apologies.

"I am the one who caused you trouble."

Zhao Yun coughed dryly, he was careless, he only took the eight pagodas, and seemed to have ignored the world under the altar. The blood demon was fine here, but if he went out to cause trouble, it would be a catastrophe. Then he, Zhao Yun, would not

A true sinner through the ages.

Therefore, the blood demon must be killed.

He was the one who caused the big trouble, and he managed to end it even at the risk of his life.

Thinking of this, he took out the stone harp and plucked the strings, but what he played was not the Wushuang song, but the Awakening Song, which he had learned through the Buddhist Awakening Mantra. He realized that basically

They are all for their own entertainment. This time, it is the first time that they are used against the enemy.

Different from the Wushuang song, the sound of the Awakening World song has its own piano meaning that washes away the lead. The piano is played without any effort, and the invisible attack is as domineering as ever. The resentful spirits that surround it are destroyed one by one by the piano's meaning.

.

Eh?

The mustache raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the stone harp again. After looking at it for a long time, he looked at Zhao Yun again. How many fortunes did this boy hit? This stone harp seems to be a relic of the immortal family. With the sound it plays,

, how overbearing.

If he hadn't listened carefully, he wouldn't have known that Ji Hen had such a high attainment in music.

An all-around talent?

"interesting."

The blood demon's smile resounded again, like a curse from hell, and the whining and wailing sound he stirred up was like a death knell, tolling for the two creatures in his belly.

He's not in a hurry, he's not in a hurry at all.

Although the Lotus Lantern is mysterious and the Stone Qin is weird, it doesn't matter. As long as it is still in his belly, he will not be able to get out of this bloody world. Even an ordinary person in the Tianwu realm will be consumed by him bit by bit.

Back then, Tianyue was almost wiped out by him like this. If it weren't for a bunch of little bastards who caused trouble outside, Tianyue would have become his prey.

"If this continues, he will be consumed to death sooner or later." The mustache whispered.

"I see it."

Zhao Yun was playing the piano while looking around.

This situation is not easy to break, but they are not helpless.

The reason why the Blood Demon uses this method to deal with them proves one thing... The Blood Demon is not in a very good condition. If there is no physical problem, how can he use the human sea tactic? If there is not some kind of backlash to contain it, he will definitely fight harder.

Arrogant.

"You really want to force me to use all my cards?"

Zhao Yun thought in his mind and took a moment to glance at the little Qilin.

That little guy has been jumping around in the sea of ​​pills for several times. With just a thought, he will come out to help in the battle, forcefully activate the Kirin transformation, and be able to break open the belly of the blood demon with one blow.

However, this is his only trump card, and he needs to use it just right. Defeating the Blood Demon is not the goal, but completely annihilating the Blood Demon is the mission of this battle. Otherwise, many people will suffer.

"I can see someone familiar." Zhao Yun said suddenly.

Hearing these words, Mustachio raised his eyebrows... Familiar person?

"The blood demon should have devoured your ancestors." Zhao Yun said.

The mustache frowned, then exhausted his eyes to search among the resentful spirits.

At his age, the oldest person he has ever seen is his Grand Master, who is older than the Grand Master. He has never seen it before. This one has never seen him before. It refers to a real person. He has never seen a real person. No.
To be continued...