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Chapter 278 The Flame of the Blood Demon

Duan Xiaoyao almost died in the hands of the Blood Prince.

Although the Blood Prince died in the hands of Duan Xiaoyao, Mo Qiankun blamed everything on Blood God Citadel.

The Zhenwu faction had no grievances with the Blood God Castle before, but the blood prince took the initiative to find Duan Xiaoyao, and almost killed him. Mo Qiankun felt a little awkward, why didn't the blood prince find someone else, but to Duan Xiaoyao?

Is it possible to think that their Zhenwu faction is easy to offend?
Although this outsider has a big heart, if he offends him, he will do his best to deal with you.

The Lord of the Blood God Citadel was struggling under the sword energy of Tianhe. Seeing Mo Qiankun, who was exuding a murderous intent all over his body, walking towards him again, he was even more horrified. Su Longxiu was already difficult to deal with him. High master, how can he still have his life?
However, Mo Qiankun did not intend to let him go. Seeing the circulation of yin and yang, Mo Qiankun had already arrived behind the Lord of the Blood God Castle in the blink of an eye. The battlefield was left to two people.

"Mo Qiankun, you really want to kill them all!"

The Lord of the Blood God Citadel was as pale as paper, looking at Mo Qiankun's figure, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"It was you Blood God Citadel who provoked me first, I won't move, but you old bat will be the one to blame!"

The voice fell.

Tianji's palm power burst out brazenly!

The yin-yang gossip shape rotates non-stop, directly rolling towards the Lord of the Blood God Citadel.

The Blood God Citadel Lord's hands flashed with blood, condensing into a shield-like curse mark in front of him.The front blocked the strength of Tianji Palm, but the Lord of Blood God took a few steps back, reddish-brown blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

But Mo Qiankun pursued him relentlessly, shooting out his palms one after another. Since he practiced Tianji Palm and was promoted to God, his cultivation level can be said to be advancing by a thousand miles. At least in today's Jianghu martial arts world, there are absolutely few people who are his opponents. Perhaps only the top [-] masters in the Tongtian Ranking can compete with them.

Although the Lord of the Blood God Castle is also in the state of ecstasy, he is only ranked 84th on the Tongtian List, and his cultivation base is very different. Realm, but the strength is very different compared to it.

Mo Qiankun slammed his palms like a mountain, and the Lord of the Blood God Castle was forced to back again and again. The ground polished by the bluestone was shaken to pieces. Embarrassed.

"I fought with you!"

The eyes of the Lord of the Blood God Citadel were blood red, and a mouthful of blood mixed with light gold suddenly spewed out from his mouth. A monstrous sea of ​​flames was set off directly, wrapping around Mo Qiankun's body.

"Flame of the Blood Demon?"

Everyone around was shocked when they saw the moves of the Lord of the Blood God Castle.

This blood demon flame is a legend spread in the far west, and it is quite similar to the Samadhi True Fire of the Central Plains Taoist School, and the Red Lotus Karma Fire of the Buddhist School.

It is said that this kind of flame is so powerful that it can not only burn the human body directly, but also burn the soul of a person. Moreover, this kind of flame is made of coagulated blood. As long as the owner is not dead, this kind of flame will never be extinguished.

Originally, with the cultivation base of the Lord of the Blood God Castle, he could not use this move freely, otherwise he would suffer backlash, but now that his life was at stake, he couldn't care less. If he died here today, he would have no future Anyway, Blood God Citadel's skills are special, even if it is seriously injured, as long as there is enough blood, he can recover from the injury in the shortest time.

Moreover, this place belongs to the territory of Middle Earth, so if you cast this kind of blood demon flame, you are not afraid of hurting your own people.

The flames of the Gorefiend swirled ferociously like ghost claws, tightly wrapping Mo Qiankun's figure in it. Everyone could only see the thick fire cocoon outside, and couldn't see the specific situation inside.

Duan Xiaoyao held the sword and wanted to split the flame of the gorefiend, but Xiao Hongchen grabbed his clothes, "Your cultivation used to be a death in vain, don't worry, your master should be fine, with his cultivation base this blood The Flame of Demon will not kill him."

The implication of Xiao Hongchen's words is well known to everyone. Although this blood demon flame cannot kill Mo Qiankun, if Mo Qiankun wants to break the blood demon flame unscathed, it is probably an extravagant hope. Some injuries.

As if afraid of Duan Xiaoyao's unbelief, Nian Wuji at the side rolled up a few swords with his true energy, and threw them directly into the flames of the blood demon.

Those swords can be called sharp blades that have been tempered and tempered, but when they came into contact with the flames of the gorefiend, they immediately made a "sizzling" sound, and melted into a puddle of molten iron at a speed visible to the naked eye, until they finally disappeared.

"What a terrifying flame of the Gorefiend!"

Nie Feng gasped.

As far as the temperature of the blood demon flame alone is concerned, unless he can advance to the realm of gods and then fully display the Nine Suns Divine Art, he may be able to compete with it. The current Nie Feng is far behind, even if he and Xiao Wuming join forces Come to think of it, combining the abilities of two peerless martial arts might not be able to stand up to the flames of the blood demon. Perhaps with the addition of Zhu Yan's red lotus fire saber technique, the flames emitted by the three of them can compete with the flames of the blood demon. Compete against one or two, but it's just a few breaths, after all, there is a difference in the realm of cultivation.

"Mo Qiankun, today is your death day!"

The Lord of the Blood God Citadel spared no effort to trap Mo Qiankun in the flames of the blood demon. All the depression in his heart was released, and his handsome face looked like a ghost under the blood light. But at this moment, Nie Feng He suddenly noticed that a blue flame burst out of the red blood flame, but was quickly suppressed by the blood flame.

"Is this also the flame of the Gorefiend?"

Nie Feng was a little puzzled, looked at Su Longxiu beside him, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Su, I have something to ask, will the color of the blood demon flame change?"

"I've never heard of this."

Su Longxiu didn't know why Nie Feng asked this question, but he had a good feeling for Nie Feng, "The flame of the blood demon is a magic fire spread in the far west. It is named after the word blood demon. In addition to the power of the flames, it is because the color is as deep as blood, and the deeper the cultivation level, the heavier the blood color. According to the legend of the Far West, there is a sea of ​​blood condensed by the fire of the blood demon in the depths of hell."

Su Longxiu is a master of Confucianism, so what he said is naturally true, but since the fire of the Gorefiend will not have variegated colors, why would there be blue flames bursting out?
Just as Nie Feng was thinking, more than a dozen blue flames appeared. This time, not only Nie Feng saw it, but Su Longxiu also saw it very clearly.

(End of this chapter)