The only way

Chapter 327
The Shadow Clan, as the name suggests, is famous in the northern wilderness for its body skills.

Although Liang Jin is not a physical trainer, he also grasps the essence of the Shadow Clan's agility.

Wearing a dark purple robe, with no weapons in his hands, but his figure is like a shadow like smoke, he is like a fish in water in the black mist of the soul refining banner. body shape.

The bloody evil monarch was wearing a blood-colored robe, fluttering in the wind, an abnormal flush suddenly appeared on his pale skin, and his cold eyes turned red in an instant.

Stretching out his scarlet tongue, the Blood Demon Lord stood motionless in mid-air.

It's not that the evil blood evil king doesn't want to move, but that he can't move.

There are ghosts in the black mist unconsciously passing by within three feet of the evil blood evil king, and the faint black shadow suddenly broke into several pieces.

However, this is a ghost, without a body, no flesh and blood, and no pain.

The whole body was condensed by black smoke, which was cut into several pieces, but changed from one black shadow to several black mist, and then fluttered and merged into a ghost image.

The ghost image re-condensed into a cloud of black mist, even if it was unconscious, instinctively moved away from this place, and even the black mist with the soul-refining streamer was much thinner here than in other places.

The Blood Fiend took a look at Zhenjun Yuanying of the Liang family who was blending into the black mist, and subconsciously licked his bright red lips again with his scarlet tongue.

Stretching out his hand to fiddle with the air in front of him, his pale and slender fingers broke into two silently.

The bright red blood did not drip, but was entangled in the air, and it was revealed because of this, in the black mist of the void, there were thin lines that were extremely slender but extremely sharp.

These thin threads vibrate slightly in the void in the blood of the evil blood and the fiddling. The threads without blood smudges reflect a subtle cold light in the black mist of the void.

The cold light refracted was only for an instant, but it was enough for people to see clearly.

Densely packed, criss-crossing, surrounding the blood fiend evil monarch, weaving circle after circle.

The bloody evil king raised the corners of his red lips, and casually reached out to catch his severed finger, and then there was only half of the finger that was still dripping with hot blood, hanging above his mouth, drinking his own blood drop by drop .

It wasn't until the severed finger no longer bleeds that the blood evil king showed regret, and reattached the caught half of the finger.

At the joint of the two amputated fingers, slender red strands of meat struggled to extend towards the other amputated finger, and then entangled and tangled.

From the beginning to the end, the Blood Fiend had a sickly smile on his face.

He didn't care about the invisible filaments that trapped him around him at all, and he didn't care whether he was slippery or not, and it was difficult to capture Liang Jin's figure.

Liang Jin hid in the black mist, and would change places to hide from time to time to ensure that he would not be discovered by the blood evil king.

Liang Jin was puzzled by the fact that the blood evil lord did not resist at all, but he was even more grateful.

He just came to send Miss Twelve to the Jade Bone Clan safely, and he would take over this task, but he just felt that the Shadow Clan and the Jade Bone Clan were married, and the two clans lived next to each other, and they were the upper class in the Middle Valley. family, there will certainly not be any problems.

Who knew that before arriving at the capital of the Jade Bone Clan, they would encounter such a thing.

Moreover, the ones who came to rob the Dao were the three demons of Gu Yuan who were extremely difficult to deal with in the Northern Wilderness.

Liang Jin is true, he has no thought of fighting for his life at all, the higher his cultivation base, the more means he has, the more he cherishes his life. Among high-level monks, it is very rare to fight with one's life.

Therefore, looking at the world of comprehension, whether it is the Northern Wilderness, it is always the low-level monks, not the high-level monks, who suffer a large number of casualties.

However, Liang Jin felt that Gu Yuan's three demons came here a little strangely.

If it was really for the purpose of robbery, Gu Yuan's three demons would know that the longer the delay, the more dangerous it would be for them, leaving aside the other two demons.

The Blood Fiend Lord who was fighting Liang Jin didn't seem anxious, he didn't seem worried at all.

You know, this is the territory of the Jade Bone Clan!

Unless, the Three Demons of Gu Yuan are very confident.

So, where does their confidence come from?
Ban the formation here?Or, the Jade Bone Clan?
Liang Jin didn't want to think about the latter possibility, because, in that case, they couldn't say that this time would be dangerous.

Lingchu and Liang Shu, who were sitting in the chariot, were unwilling to believe such a guess.

Lingchu is not good at this kind of twists and turns of the big tribe, but she is also a person with exquisite thoughts. With the protection of the ice jade chariot, she has the time to think carefully, and she also noticed that there is something wrong with the three demons of Guyuan.

Blood is everywhere in Yixiantian Canyon, and outside the ice jade chariot, phantoms of ice-blue flowers wrapped in layers stand quietly in the black mist, above the blood, like a flower blooming in the darkness.

Crystal clear and dazzling.

The ghosts in the countless soul-refining banners attracted, one after another, went to the place where the ice jade chariot was.

However, before he got close to the ice jade chariot, he was stopped by the monks and body refiners in the marriage team.

Occasionally, one or two sporadic ghosts broke through to the front of the ice jade chariot, but they couldn't help the phantom of the ice blue flowers outside the ice jade chariot.

The three people sitting in the chariot are very safe.

"Miss! Why don't Alan go out and fight together! Protect Miss Zhouquan!" Different from Lingchu and Liang Shu who frowned and thought deeply, Alan's water-blue skirt swayed slightly, and suddenly pulled out a thin whip from his waist. On the face, there was a fighting spirit.

How could the maids of the Northern Wilderness clan be just ordinary maids.

Being able to be the personal maid next to the ladies of the big tribe must be able to protect the master, and the vast majority of them are body refiners.

Because in Beihuang, it is much more difficult to train a monk, and it is not easy to waste resources on a maid, but it is much easier to train a body refiner.

Alan is a body refiner, and his cultivation is not too weak, so he has experienced blood on his hands.

Otherwise, how can you protect the master.

Liang Shu looked at Alan helplessly, and sighed, "You don't want to go out. With your cultivation, going out is useless. Whether you can be safe or not depends on the three Nascent Soul battlefields above."

When Alan heard this, a look of unwillingness flashed across his face, and then he lowered his head in discouragement. The lady was right.

"I'm afraid the key to this battle is not only on the Nascent Soul battlefield, but also on Gu Yuan's three demons." Lingchu used his sleeves to cover up, brushing past the dantian without a trace.

Inside, the Lei Ze God seal is about to move.

(End of this chapter)