The old ibis saint stared at the tall figure that appeared.

Can't see clearly.

The other party's appearance was obscured by the blood-colored mist, making it impossible to see clearly.

Only a black and red robe was fluttering, but if you look closely, the robe seemed to be woven with blood, and the threads were not gold or silver threads at all but tiny blood vessels.

The tall figure has two horns on his head, and his long hair is draped over his shoulders like a waterfall, and he still maintains the appearance of raising his fists.

The cracked flesh and blood on the Old Ibis Saint's body healed quickly.

He muttered: "Incarnation? Dharmakaya?"

"If the Taoist friend's true self comes in person, I will give you some points. How much strength can you have with just a Dharma body?"

The bloody body from the top corner punched again.

There is no Taoism or magic blessing.

There is only terrifying brute force.

Bang!

The Ibis Saint also punched.

A punch was delivered.

The fist and the entire shoulder were completely shattered and turned into bloody mist.

Without any accident, it flew backwards for more than ten feet before landing heavily on the ground.

It took a long time before he got up in embarrassment.

At this moment, the eyes of the old Ibis Saint were full of fear.

Just now, he really thought he was going to be beaten to death.

This is a forbidden place.

Once they die, the three gods will be suppressed by heaven and earth and cannot escape at all.

The bloody body in the top corner was about to move forward.

"senior!"

"Junior Tianmen Holy Land, I heard Zhaowu."

"I also ask senior to let us live if the junior doesn't know that he was chosen by senior."

Wen Zhaowu bowed with his hands raised.

Now he was no longer as calm and calm as before, fear and hesitation appeared on his face, and he was bowing his head.

"Tianmen Holy Land will remember the kindness of our predecessors."

On the other side, the old Ibis saint crawled out of the pit and knelt on the ground.

He kowtowed and said, "Senior, please spare my young master's life!"

Not to mention Zhao Qingyi, the other warriors would have been scared to death.

They never thought that the noble young master who just seemed to be indifferent to the common people would have to bow respectfully at this moment.

Even the arrogant old man had one of his arms smashed alive.

He had no choice but to crawl out of the pit and kneel on the ground begging for forgiveness.

This is simply a powerful force?!

Everyone looked at the bloody figure.

tall.

Dazzling.

The horn of the halberd pointed diagonally at the blue sky, like an unparalleled demon.

"What kind of imperial background does this require?"

Zhao Qingyi swallowed hard, his eyes blazing with fire.

At the same time, he secretly said: "I made the right bet!"

"roll."

The bloody figure spat out one word.

It turned into a drop of black-red blood and hovered on Shou He's forehead.

"Thank you, senior!"

Hearing that Zhao Wu felt like I had received a general amnesty.

He picked up the old Ibis Saint from the ground and walked away without looking back.

Master and servant leave.

Only then did the Old Ibis Saint dare to use his skills to repair his injuries. Unable to suppress the fear in his heart, he said: "Master, let's go quickly!"

Wen Zhaowu looked gloomy and scared.

There is also a little bit of joy.

When I went out, my family repeatedly told me not to be arrogant.

There were many people with advanced Taoism who entered the divine land together, even the outstanding ones of his age.

He has tried to be as low-profile as possible.

I don’t know if it was good luck or bad luck that I happened to bump into one.

Just a drop of demon blood incarnation caused his old guardian saint to be seriously injured.

So what kind of cultivation should the person behind it be?

…

The demonic blood merges into the soul flag.

Shou He's lips suddenly turned white.

Just a drop of the divine blood that drove the old immortal made him unable to sustain his energy and blood.

This is unbelievable!

If it continues, it may lead to depletion of Qi and blood, affecting the origin and foundation of the warrior.

"Old immortal, you don't have to worry about my blood."

"It's easy to kill them, but it's hard to protect you from death."

Tu Shanjun withdrew his gaze.

He sighed: "These disciples of the big sects have many life-saving treasures. If something goes wrong, the entire Wanning County will be affected. Of course you will not be spared."

Shou He also realized that he had serious murderous intentions.

This feels like he got the Blood God Halberd back then.

Holding a sharp knife in hand, murderous intention arises.

"Brother Shou."

Zhao Qingyi hurriedly came forward and said gratefully: "Thank you for your help, brother."

"Since I am the king of one party, I will not allow anyone to die in my jurisdiction, let alone you and my brother, no need to say thank you."

Shou He waved his hand and asked instead: "How did you provoke them? I heard from Shang Feng that those outsiders rarely take action."

Zhao Qingyi said: "Let's go back to the village and explain everything to my brother."
Chapter completed!