In an instant, it was as if a python that had been hibernating for a long time had awoken, twisting its body underground with all its might. At this moment, a muffled rumbling sound could be heard within a radius of a hundred miles, and a few deep ravines appeared.
The two large hands collapsed at the same time, one turning into blood qi, the other into yellow smoke. The heaven and earth became one red and one yellow, slowly spreading apart.
After a few breaths, they gathered together again.
The next moment, they bombarded the same place again.
Boom!
This time, it was more violent than the last time. Not only did the big hands disperse, but the fierce wind from the collision of the two spread out in all directions. As a result, the river of Spiritual Vigor that was rushing from all directions was cut off for a moment.
However, the people on both sides did not seem to be willing to stop. They condensed the large hands again and went forward to collide with each other again. This time, after fighting, they scattered, scattered, and gathered again. After fighting for more than ten times in a row, there was still no clear victor.
The commotion caused the entire cave to tremble. Within the wide cave hall, countless broken stones and dirt fell and collapsed, almost burying the place.
Zhang Yan stood high in the air, his large sleeves fluttering as he looked down.
Ever since his core reached the first grade, the depth of his magic power was unparalleled among his peers. There were few opponents that dared to fight him head on.
This time, the opponent took the initiative to compete in magic power, which was exactly what he wanted.
In the Blood Soul Sect, other than Baili Qingyin, who was known as the strongest in magic power, there was no one else who could do this.
He could sense that the spirit qi under the blood cloud was abundant and unfathomable, and could reach the spirit cave from here. But before he arrived, there were no signs of fighting.
In other words, Qiao Zhengdao and the other four who had come here first had either been taken care of by the cultivators of the Blood Soul Sect, or they had stopped here and were trapped in this place that seemed to be a formation but was not a formation.
In the depths of the blood cloud, Baili Qingyin stood on the blood lotus with his hands behind his back. His body was straight, but his expression was slightly serious.
This time, no matter where he was, it was still the method of fighting. It could be said that he had chosen it all. Adding on the fact that the fortune of the Devil Sect was flourishing, it could be said that the time, place, and people were not lacking.
Ever since he opened his meridians, he had practiced the Blood Cloud Hand. By now, he had already reached the state of being able to condense it. He was in a state where he could use it freely.
In the past, when he encountered an enemy, he only had to divide his blood souls to surround them and seal off their path before striking out with his palm. Victory would be decided in one fell swoop.
This wasn't to say that his fighting abilities were crude, but rather that he was making full use of his strong magical power. He walked the path of using magical power to suppress his opponent.
However, Just Now, the "blood well" in front of him had dropped by a large amount. This was only a few dozen exchanges, but the amount of mana consumed was more than what he had Just Now against Qiao Zhengdao and the other four. It could be imagined that if he did not have this treasure and other prepared methods, he would not be able to do so. If this were to happen again, it would be difficult for him to last a day.
Just as he was thinking about whether he should use a method to deal with it in advance, he saw a ray of light charging out from a crack in the stone beside him, and it went straight for Zhang Yan. The speed of the light was truly unimaginable.
His eyes flashed. "Elder Xin?"
Just Now when Elder Tan led the disciples to retreat, he also knew about it. He originally thought that Zhang Yan would come here. Daoist Xin should have died in battle, but he didn't expect him to be hiding in the dark, waiting for a chance.
His spirits rose. If there was a third stage realm cultivator assisting him from the side, helping him to restrain the opponent, then the chances of him hanging on would be much higher.
He immediately stretched out his hand and pointed. A blood arrow shot upwards, reaching a distance of a thousand feet. It gradually faded, and when it was a mile away, it had already turned into a formless substance.
Then he shook his sleeves, continuously circulating his magical power. In the void above, there were first two balls of blood clouds rolling, and after a short while, a pair of blood coloured hands condensed, slowly stretching out its five fingers.
Just Now Daoist Xin couldn't do anything to the Lofty Cloud Tower, but he had arrived here a step earlier, hiding at one side. He originally wanted to wait for Zhang Yan and Baili Qingyin to exchange blows, and then go forward to launch a sneak attack. But when the two sides collided, he discovered that under the surging magical power, he was totally unable to get close.
Now that he had found a gap, how would he let it go. As long as he was touched by the blood light around him, no matter how high the opponent's magical power was, he would be able to seize his flesh and blood in an instant.
In order to rush into the depths of the devil's cave in time, Zhang Yan didn't bother about Daoist Xin. He knew that this person would definitely not give up, so even when he was fighting with Baili Qingyin, he was always on guard against his surroundings. Now that he had just made a move, he immediately sensed it. But just as he was about to defend, he heard a clear cry from the Qinghong Sword Pill.
His heart moved, and he immediately retracted his hand. With a turn of his feet, his figure suddenly disappeared from where he was. Almost at the same time he moved, a blood arrow passed through where he was originally at, and with a whoosh, it went straight into the depths of the cave.
Three thousand feet away, Zhang Yan's figure appeared again, and at the same time, the true light of water rose up behind him. With a whoosh, it surged out, like a jade dragon spiralling up, and circling around his side.
Just at this moment, there was movement below again. The blood cloud surged, and two blood coloured hands stretched out, grabbing towards him from the left and right.
Daoist Xin saw that the opportunity had come, and in order to prevent him from teleporting again, he stretched out his hand and made a grabbing motion, casting a Heaven and Earth Lock Technique.
Zhang Yan smiled slightly, and casually removed the forbidden technique. With another clear shout, a verdant green light was pulled up from under his feet, and in a split second, rushed up into the sky, and blocked the two big hands that were about to close together. Then, like spreading out branches and leaves, it constantly split into strands of tiny green light, expanding outwards, and actually slowly pushed them away.
Daoist Xin was about to charge again, but suddenly his breath stagnated, and his heart shivered. He understood that his continuous operation of mana had caused the demon soul to repeatedly gnaw at his spirit, and he was afraid that he could not attack head-on like Just Now. This moment of delay seemed to be fine, but in reality, he had lost the best opportunity to attack. Helpless, he could only turn away.
Baili Qingyin noticed that the light that Daoist Xin had transformed into had dimmed, and knew that he could not hold on for much longer, and would completely perish in less than ten minutes.
In the blood cloud, he was separated from Zhang Yan by several tens of miles, and only had a few methods that could pose a threat to the latter. But if the opponent's Mysterious Yellow Hand came slapping over, he had no choice but to use the blood cloud hand to take it head-on.
In this kind of situation, there was a cultivator of the same generation at the side to restrain, and the situation was much better, so now he could not do without this person.
As the eldest disciple of this generation of the Blood Soul Sect, he naturally knew the details of the blood fiend demon soul.
After a cultivator used this technique, all their flesh and blood would be completely dissolved, and according to common sense, they would only be able to live for half an hour. But as long as they absorbed fresh flesh and spirit to nourish themselves, they could slightly extend the time they lived in the world. The higher the cultivation of the cultivator they devoured, the stronger the effect.
And in his blood cloud, there were five great cultivators trapped, and all of them had been planted with the divine ability of "Borrowing Object to Substitute Form", so he could take one or two of them for the demon soul to devour.
But this also had a drawback, and that was that their consciousness would slowly lose, and before long, they would finally become true demonic creatures that only knew how to devour flesh and blood, and did not distinguish between friend and foe.
But he did not care about this. Even if it really reached that step, the demon soul would not be able to enter his "Blood Jade Smokescreen", and would only endlessly cause trouble for Zhang Yan.
After Zhang Yan stabilized the situation, he lightly raised his sleeves, and a scarlet flame soared from the two sides of his shoulders. The fire was born from the wood, and suddenly flourished. Like two wings of fire flapping, it immediately burned the two blood hands into flying ash.
At the same time, yellow smoke slowly spread, and a large yellow hand several dozen li in size appeared from behind his head.
He judged that there should be a formation below, and apart from magic treasures, unless one charged in, they would have to use mana from the outside to break through.
Since it had reached this step, there was no need to consider anything else, and only needed to circulate the mana around his body and forcefully suppress the opponent!
So with a turn of his mana, the large yellow hand's five fingers spread wide, and with a thunderous rumble, pressed down again.
A bright light appeared in Baili Qingyin's eyes as he stared closely at the descending hand. In the instant it struck the blood cloud, he formed a strange spell with his hand, and executed the "Borrowing Object to Substitute Form" technique.
He grasped the timing perfectly, and the charging mana suddenly disappeared. This powerful and ferocious attack actually dissipated into nothingness.
At this moment, on the side of the blood cloud, the Shi couple were fighting with dozens of blood souls. To them, it should have been easy, but suddenly, the Dharma robes on their bodies exploded with bright light, and then the golden restrictions on their sleeves were completely shattered. Not only that, even the jade pendants and golden beads the two were carrying collapsed together. As if their bodies had been smashed by a hammer, they both spat out a mouthful of blood.
How powerful was this attack from Zhang Yan? But because of Baili Qingyin's divine ability, the power was completely transferred to the couple. Even the protective robes couldn't hide it, and they were immediately heavily injured.
At this moment, the two were fighting with the blood souls, and with this opening, the dozens of blood souls surrounding them wouldn't let it go, and immediately rushed forward with a howl.
Shi Hanshan forced himself to pull himself together, but because he couldn't defend in time, he could only use his mana and spat out another mouthful of blood essence. When the blood foam came out, it suddenly condensed into a small sword made of essence Qi, which circled around his body and chopped all the attacking blood souls.
But after executing this technique, there was no longer any color on his face. His body swayed, as if he could no longer withstand the astral wind, and could fall at any time. At this moment, Xiao Yue had slightly recovered, and seeing him like this, her beautiful face immediately paled. Not caring about wiping the blood from the corner of her mouth, she supported him and said anxiously, "Husband, how are you?"
Shi Hanshan said with a trembling voice, "Quickly use the sect's treasured talisman."
Xiao Yue also knew it was a matter of life and death, so she didn't dare to hesitate. She was about to take out the treasured talisman from the fragrance pouch, but before she could do so, a cyan jade bead soundlessly flew out from the darkness and smashed right on her back.
Now that the two of them were seriously injured, their senses weren't as good as before. The Bead of Disaster was also extremely good at concealing itself, so they didn't notice it. With this smash, not only did it strike away the last bit of spiritual light on her robe, it also pierced through her body and flew out from her chest, hitting Shi Hanshan's neck. With a kacha sound, his head was actually sent flying, and the husband and wife died almost at the same time.
Baili Qingyin saw it clearly, and secretly used her mana to pull the two out of the formation along with their primordial spirits. Then, she threw them outside and transmitted her voice, "Elder Xin, there are two corpses of third layer Yuanying cultivators here, catch them properly."
Daoist Xin smelled blood from afar, and suddenly felt his body and mind palpitate. He immediately followed the direction of the corpses and rushed over. When he saw the corpses, he pounced, and with a roll of bloody light, the two's muscles, bones, blood, and flesh were all absorbed into his devil body.
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