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In the eyes of the Immortal Siye, as long as Kong Linzhong is killed, it will not be a problem to occupy the entire ghost city. Although there are many sinful immortals in the Seven Divisions, their strength is not high. How can they compete with the blood evil elite? From the looks of it, in just a short while, the ghost market can change hands, and it will not affect the evil spirits who trade in the field at all.

bass!

Dao's sharp sword light was drawn from Yu Nansong's shoulder, bringing out bloody light, leaving deep and visible scars on the bones, his brows were slightly frowned, and his complexion became more serious.

"Brother Yu!" Su Mengqiu rushed forward recklessly, and the flying sword drew circles in her hand, green lotuses bloomed inside, and the petals turned into sharp sword lights, shaking away the immortal spells displayed by those elites.

Yu Nansong snorted and said, "Come on, leave it to me!"

The defeat has been decided, and Yu Nansong's decision is obviously looking for death. How can Su Mengqiu let him do whatever he wants, and said stubbornly: "No, I won't let you fight alone!"

"Stupid, get out of here!" Yu Nansong cursed like never before. At the same time, he shook her away with his palm and flew to meet her again, but facing the overwhelming attack of immortal magic, he was completely irresistible. The published "Qinglian Sword Code" was already in pieces before it took shape, and there were several scars on his body, and his clothes were stained with blood.

On the other side, Datou and Kong Lin were fighting with those blood fiend elites in a desperate attitude, and they seemed to be unable to hold on.

Su Mengqiu never thought that she would encounter such a disaster. Haoyan had planned for a long time to seize the ghost market, and she was obviously determined to win it. She raised her head, stared at the desperate Yu Nansong with eyes full of soft light, and then let it go gently. With that flying sword, his hands formed an ancient imprint on his chest that had been placed for a hundred years.

But just when the realm force was about to be activated, the originally clear sky was suddenly covered by a thick bloody light, and an evil spirit descended from the sky, making the world dark and shrouded in a hazy blood color.

"What's that?!" The Blood Fiend elite roared in surprise.

At this moment, everyone raised their heads and found a thousand-foot-long blood river hanging in the air, and Yuan Futu was standing in front of the blood river with his hands behind his back. The body of the Immortal Four Fields.

"Is it him?"

Immortal Siye had never seen Yuan Futu before, but he could guess from this aura, and what was even more shocking was that he had actually cultivated into "Blood Demon Demon".

Without saying a word, Yuan Futu rushed directly to the place where Yu Nansong was, and threw out ten swords with a swing. The black and red swords exploded and hit the immortal weapons of the crowd, making a loud bang immediately, and everyone People's celestial arts collapsed immediately, and the celestial artifacts they held were stained with blood, with red fine lines appearing on their faces, and the strong evil energy condensed and lingered, no matter how the power of the world operated, they could no longer be activated , obviously defiled.

Once the celestial artifact is polluted, it will lose its effect immediately. It is worse than scrap iron. If you want to restore it, there is no way. In the process of repeated repetitions, the dirty and evil spirits inside are gradually removed, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the cost is extremely high.

Therefore, most of the filthy artifacts will be discarded.

While those blood fiend elites were furious, they all felt extremely frightened, even a little terrified, and only then did they fight together, and they lost their immortal artifacts. One can imagine how powerful the other party's immortal techniques are.

Yuan Futu stood on the city wall with a solemn look, and said: "Don't worry, I'm here!"

Li Maocai hurriedly stood up from the ground, and shouted excitedly: "Welcome the commander back!"

Kong Lin and Datou also took the opportunity to reach the city wall, covered in wounds, Su Mengqiu heaved a sigh of relief, withdrew the handprint, and pulled Yu Nansong back.

Immortal Siye said in a deep voice, "So what can you do here? It is a fact that the Seven Departments have deducted taxes. We have been ordered to take over here. If we know the situation, we will be arrested obediently and follow me to the headquarters to accept the trial."

Yuan Futu said full of deterrence: "I will go to the headquarters and directly prove to the deputy sect master whether this matter is true or not. As for what you are, you dare to make trouble in my territory. Haoyan will not be afraid if you do this. Are you going to die?"

Immortal Siye couldn't help being furious when he was told this, and said: "The Seven Departments withheld taxes, you are a heinous person, so what about the elite leaders, if you dare to stop them, you will be killed!"

"If you really think you have the strength, do it as soon as possible." Yuan Futu didn't want to talk nonsense with them.

Immortal Siye calculated in his heart that although this guy had successfully cultivated "Blood Fiend", he still seemed to be in the realm of Gang Xian, and he brought dozens of blood fiend elites, so there was no reason why he would lose to him. When he wanted to attack, he found that Yuan Futu's body suddenly erupted with endless blood, and there were hundreds of sword demons floating around him, and each sword demon was imprinted with the ferocious faces of endless creatures, with evil spirits Soar into the sky.

"how is this possible?!"

Immortal Siye was shocked, and thought to himself: "How many creatures has he slaughtered, why is his evil spirit stronger than that of Master Haoyan, and it is clear that he has not become a commander for long, that is to say, he has only practiced for more than ten years at most. It can actually condense a hundred swords."

Yuan Futu knew in his heart that if this vicious battle were to start, even though he could severely injure this group of elite Gangxians with the "Blood Fiend", he still couldn't save the defeat. Deterrence, Zi released a hundred swords and demons, and at the same time spread out the power of the soul.

Everyone felt that their consciousness was sinking, the world was spinning, and the surrounding light seemed to be swallowed up in an instant, and they were in a completely dark world, unable to extricate themselves.

However, the power of his soul has been condensed into the Dharma image of the Supreme Immortal, holding the big handprint of Tiangang, the treasure is solemn, and the power is unparalleled. The fighting spirit in the hearts of those blood evil elites suddenly disappeared, only a deep shock and a heart of surrender .

"Jie Li Gang Immortal... Divine Soul Gang Immortal... Xue Fiend **."

Immortal Siye swallowed his saliva fiercely, he finally knew how strong the leader of the Seven Tribes was, and said in a somewhat astringent voice: "Aren't you afraid of attracting death to the whole Seven Tribes by doing this? I will save your lives for the time being, but when we get to the Blood Fiend headquarters, no one can rescue you."

09 The deterrence was successful, Yuan Futu absorbed the power of his soul, and said: "I will have an explanation there, before I get angry, get out of here!"

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