I am the main soul in the soul banner

Chapter 141 Gorefiend

The three figures were like three beams of light rising into the sky, boiling the already high blood pool to a boil.

Tu Shanjun and Datou stopped at the same time and looked up.

"Three people?"

Tu Shanjun looked surprised, he remembered that there were only two people at the bottom of the pool.

The big head was surprised at the stability of Tu Shanjun's breath. He wanted to pick up the leak, but who would have thought that Tu Shanjun recovered so quickly.Forget it, why is there another foundation-building monk on the scene.

Looking at it this way, the Blood Spirit Hall has already gathered five Foundation Establishment cultivators.

There may not necessarily be five foundation builders in the entire Xiaoling State.

"Brother Tu Shan, it was my younger brother's fault just now. I thought you hurt your bones." He bowed his head and smiled a little more on his face.

He didn't feel nervous when there were too many people. If he was fighting Tu Shanjun alone, he always felt that he had no idea.

Based on the power he saw from Tu Shanjun in the blood pool on the second floor, if it drags on for a long time, he should not be Tu Shanjun's opponent.

As everyone knows, if it really drags on into a protracted battle, it is still unknown who will win and who will lose.

Tu Shanjun would not have a good face, he could have waited for Wen Yue to recover his mana slowly, but the big head insisted on blasting him out.

He also felt a little more angry: "Brother Datou has been coveting my alchemy, you can come and get it."

"Forget it, I'm actually very afraid of death." The big head ghost waved his hand, but he didn't let go of his guard, and took two steps back quietly, and didn't go forward again.

Tu Shanjun didn't do anything anymore, he couldn't draw Wen Yue's mana too much.

The three foundation-building monks in the sky are also difficult to deal with.

Tu Shanjun felt that it was better to run for his life at this time.

In this kind of duel, Wen Yue couldn't intervene at all, he could only provide mana to support the fight.

Wen Yue pressed the Yinhun Pill into his mouth, and slowly acquired the spiritual energy to ensure that his mana would not fall below [-]%.

Holding the spirit stone in his hand, he is always ready for other medicines to restore mana.

Even if his strength has greatly improved, he can't take too much Yinhun Pill, it can only be used as an emergency, and he can't completely rely on Yinhun Pill.

The consequences of relying too much on Yinhun Pill last time are still vivid in my memory.

Old Ancestor Feng was majestic and majestic, his spiritual consciousness was locked on the blood-robed man, and the bracelet and flying sword were surrounded by his side, he sternly asked, "Who are you?"

He had already blasted Lu Guang away just now, and when he was about to take the elixir, he suddenly found movement in the blood coffin.

A figure flew out of the blood coffin, and in the blink of an eye, it had passed through the three-layer blood pool and appeared in the inner hall.

Of course he can't let this thing take away the elixir and use his body skills to chase it out.

The man in the blood robe was holding the blood jade elixir, showing his pale arms.

Slightly raising his head, he saw a bloodless pale face under the bloody torn robe.

Even though he was as white as a ghost, he could still see his handsomeness in the past, his eyes flashed memories: "Who am I?"

"Live too long, I have already forgotten."

The figure in the blood robe opened his mouth, his voice hoarse like the roar of a wild beast, and his pale pupils were gradually filled with scarlet, turning into a pair of blood pupils.

It is also the strength of the foundation building period, and his aura is slightly weaker than that of Feng Laozu, and slightly stronger than that of Lu Guang.

Tu Shanjun speculates that the strength of the opponent is roughly in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

"Since you forget it, let's sleep here forever."

Feng Patriarch didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, the flying sword around his side cut out dozens of sword shadows immediately, surrounding the blood-robed man.

"By you?"

Disdain flashed in the blood-robed man's eyes, and when he raised his arm, the boundless pool of blood below him gathered crazily, forming a blood shield in front of him, and also blocked the shadow of Old Ancestor Feng's sword.

"How is it possible!" Feng Patriarch exclaimed, with a little more shock on his face.

He is the strongest in Xiaoling State, the strength of the peak foundation.

The sword art that was unleashed with all its strength was blocked by the blood-robed man.

The blood-robed man shook his head slightly, turned his palms over, the blood shield collapsed and the shadows of the swords wrapped in it also dissipated: "You are too weak."

"who are you."

The blood-robed man paused to think, "I..., now you can call me 'Blood Demon'."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, you and I join hands." Feng Laozu lowered his face. He hadn't fought with anyone for a long time, and his combat spells were inevitably unfamiliar.

This is nothing to be ashamed of, the most important thing is to be able to kill the blood demon to obtain the blood jade magic elixir.

"Blood Demon?"

Lu Guang thought about the monster that once appeared in Xiaolingzhou, and there was no such a person in his memory.

Even he was shocked by the opponent's methods.

It doesn't matter if he is proficient in combat spells, even his mana is far superior to him, it should be because he has practiced superior skills.

"The devil from outside the state is lurking here?"

Lu Guang didn't think much about it, the top priority was to suppress the devil.

"Five Spirit Seals."

The blood demon turned the magic seal in his hand, and the magic robe was covered with a layer of light light, and his hands resisted Feng Laozu and Lu Guang.

The big head in the inner hall gasped and opened his mouth wide in surprise.

What kind of monster came out of this? It was able to toughen two foundation-building monks.

Tu Shanjun looked solemn, this thing is full of strong blood evil spirit.

Most importantly, it's a dead man.

Even though Tu Shanjun has become a ghost, he still feels a chill down his spine for such a weird thing.

There was no vitality in Gorefiend's body. He said he forgot who he was, maybe he really forgot.

"Sir, do we need help?" Wen Yue asked in a low voice.

There is no need to delve into this kind of self-confessed devil, just treat it as a devil and suppress it.

"Fellow Daoist Daoist." Lu Guangguang shouted loudly.

The big head looked embarrassed, he knew that this blood-robed man was not easy to mess with.

But two fists are no match for four hands. If all four of them join the battlefield, this blood demon will also be suppressed.

It's just that the blood jade magic pill fell into the hands of Feng Laozu, and he also couldn't get it right.

Without thinking too much, he turned his head and ran away, he didn't want to get involved anymore.

Lu Guang frowned suddenly, and gritted his teeth to resist the Gorefiend's technique. He called out to the evil spirit twice for help today, and they all responded in the same way. Not only did they not come to help after hearing his call, but they turned around and ran away.

"Is my reputation, Lu Guang, already so bad?"

The Gorefiend's right hand formed a military seal, and countless phantoms of weapons gathered in the blood pool, shooting out and covering Feng Laozu and Lu Guang.

A series of talismans were fired, and the inner hall of the room was completely unable to support the indiscriminate bombardment.
Old Ancestor Feng formed a sword-control seal with both hands. Up to now, it is no longer possible to show the full power of controlling the flying sword with divine sense. He can only use what he has learned.

He even felt that he was in the middle stage of foundation establishment, while the opposite Gorefiend was in the late stage of foundation establishment or even at the peak.

The blood demon is really strong, so strong that Feng Laozu's hundreds of sword shadows gathered together can only cause minor injuries to the opponent.

In the process of fighting and bombarding, he also suffered serious internal injuries, and traces of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Guang was even worse, just because Lu Guang was a yin god who borrowed spiritual objects, so as long as the spiritual objects were not broken, there would be no big problem.

"Turning sword into rainbow light!"

Feng Patriarch let out a low growl, his body's mana burst out, and the flying sword became a dazzling light.

While shattering the phantom of the blood pool in front of him, it pierced through the body of the blood demon.

"It's interesting."

The Gorefiend looked down at the big hole in his chest, the granulation squirmed and repaired, and the wound healed again as the blood column poured into it.

Old Ancestor Feng was also ruthless, and he made seals with both hands one after another: "I don't believe you can last till the end."

The rainbow light splits rapidly.

The spirit in Lu Guang's body also manifested its original appearance, which turned out to be a golden feather.

"Five Spirits Cycle Sealing Method."

While the mana was pouring out, the printing method formed a circuit, and the five auras turned into 25, forming a large net and covering the body of the blood demon.

The five directions quickly contracted, trapping the Gorefiend in the net.

In the battle between the three, the Gorefiend still had the upper hand, but Feng Paozu and Lu Guang had figured out a certain pattern, so it was no longer as difficult as it was at the beginning.

Old Ancestor Feng found that the opponent's strength was indeed extraordinary, but the Blood Demon seemed unable to leave the blood pool. Maybe it was because he forgot too many things, and the connection of the offensive was not perfect.

It is the best choice to fight a protracted war with his hard cultivation at the pinnacle of Foundation Establishment.

The Gorefiend saw the plan of the two of them. He wanted to defeat one of them first to find a solution, but Lu Guang was even faster with the speed of the Yin God of the Spiritual Envoy.

Feng Laozu's combat effectiveness is not high, but his cultivation base is high and his magic power is profound.

The mana thickness at the peak of Foundation Establishment determines the lower limit of his combat power.

"Master."

Qi practitioners from the Five Spirits Sect rushed into the hall.

Lu Guang, who was still determined, suddenly became flustered and shouted: "Flee!"

There is only one sect disciple on the eleventh floor of Qi training, and there are quite a few disciples on the ninth and tenth floors. If these people lose here, the Five Spirits Sect will suffer a great deal of damage.

"Is this the battle of the foundation building period?"

The cultivator who had completed his Qi training looked up, but he couldn't see the master's battle clearly at all, and his body was so overwhelmed by the huge pressure that he dared not resist.

"Run away!"

Lu Guang allocated part of his mana to help them get rid of the pressure.

The monks of the Five Spirits Sect didn't dare to be negligent, let alone hold back, and hurriedly withdrew outside the hall.

They can't participate in the battle of the master at all, and the only way to not be distracted by the master is to go far.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

The blood pool galloped across the inner hall, and the blood demon directly escaped into the blood pool to chase the monks of the Five Spirits Sect.

Tu Shanjun lifted Wen Yue up to prevent the pool of blood from dragging them in, then turned around and ran away.

Lu Guangfei caught up with him, his magic power was swept away and turned into mist, which rolled up the disciples of the Five Spirits Sect and threw them out of the hall.

The Gorefiend is still in power, and wants to track down the disciples of the Five Spirits Sect.

"Rotary printing."

Hundreds of rays of light converged into a large woven net, blocking the surging pool of blood head-on.

Thirty breaths, as long as you can resist thirty breaths, you are successful.

Hundreds of sword shadows frantically gathered above, piercing towards the blood pool in all directions.

Since there is such a good opportunity, how could Old Ancestor Feng let it go.

"You can't stop me."

"Can't stop?"

After 25 breaths passed, Lu Guang gritted his teeth.

Immediately turned over and rushed in: "I'll see if I can stop you."

The golden feather in his body suddenly emitted an extremely terrifying aura.

Lu Guang's yin spirit suddenly enlarged and shrunk, full of cracks.

"not good!"

The Gorefiend was shocked.

Old Ancestor Feng also turned pale, and retreated quickly.

Lu Guang was so crazy that he wanted to blow up the spirit and the Yin God.

On the other side, Tu Shanjun had already escaped with Wen Yue.

The monks of the Five Spirits Sect also fled the hall in embarrassment.

"boom!"

A violent explosion sounded.

The air wave lifted everyone out.

During the shock, the low-level Qi practitioner spit out a mouthful of blood.

Behind him, the Blood Spirit Palace collapsed.

(End of this chapter)