Dragon Vein Martial God

In the face of Shen Tuyang's outbreak, the man in black robe was not afraid, he bent a finger, and a formation was raised... Or, the formation had appeared long ago, but the man in black robe had not fully motivated before.

The blood mist churned and the blood curtain rose.

With a "bang", the flying boat was completely destroyed.

You, ah, in the blood curtain, the thick smell of blood makes Jiang Ting feel a little fuzzy in his head...

Without thinking, Jiang Ting hurriedly bit the tip of his tongue to restore clarity... That thing can't be touched, and the bloody smell can't even be smelled!

The two avoided the blood curtain at the same time, and then they were divided by the blood curtain... The blood curtain obviously had the effect of isolating the illusion. After being separated by the blood curtain, Jiang Ting could no longer hear the movement on the other side.

"Roar..." The sound of tiger roar erupted, and the tiger-shaped hairpin condensed a cyan tiger bodyguard.

At the same time, Jiang Ting also pushed Qian Yuyi to the extreme, so that the smell of blood was cut off... The mind was just blurred, and then it dissipated.

The strange thing is that those resentful souls were flying in the blood mist, not attacking, just staring at him with pure resentment.

Jiang Ting didn't do anything, but thought silently: "Blood Soul Demon Sad Formation, I seem to have heard of it..."

Who is the magician who started it? Why kill Shen Tuyang?

After killing Shen Tuyang, will the demon cultivator leave directly, or will he also kill Jiang Ting, the great enemy of the demonic way?

Are there other secrets behind it?

After about five breaths.

Jiang Ting, who was in deep thought, suddenly let out a low voice: "Blood Soul Demon Sad Formation... Ten Thousand Burial Pit, it was you who did it!"

The voice is very cold.

He remembered what the Blood Soul Demon Sad Formation was.

It is an extremely terrifying formation. He doesn't know how terrifying it is. After all, he has not experienced it personally before.

I have only seen records in the Zishuangmen Bookstore, the blood soul demon sad formation, an extremely terrifying formation of the magic way.

If you want to cast the blood soul demon, you need to kill at least 100,000 people, turn those 100,000 people into resentful souls, and integrate the blood of those 100,000 people into resentful souls. If there are more, he will not. Know.

It is only known that the blood soul demon sad formation, the more human lives, the more terrifying the formation.

Those resentful souls are the people who were killed when the Blood Soul Demon Sad Formation was cast, and those who were later refined by the Blood Soul Demon Sad Formation... Those resentful souls, their strength is secondary, mainly the resentment souls. Howling affects the heart.

And that blood fog will madly erode people's hearts.

If it is corroded by the blood mist for a long time, it will become a part of the blood soul demon sad formation.

The most troublesome thing is that the blood soul demon sad formation not only kills more people, the stronger it will be, but if the person who controls the formation has enough killing intent and strong cultivation, the formation will be stronger.

And why did Jiang Ting go to Juque Gate? It's not because the Ten Thousand Burial Pit on the other side of Taoshan has buried at least 100,000 withered bones... The Blood Soul Demon's sad formation just happens to need at least 100,000 lives.

It is impossible not to connect the two.

It's a pity... Although Jiang Ting made a sound, the formation did not respond, and the resentful soul still just stared at Jiang Ting quietly and did not attack.

"Can't you come out..." Seeing this, Jiang Ting slapped his palm in front of him, and his mana turned into a giant palm to hit the resentful soul and blood mist.

"Bang bang bang..." At least ten resentful souls were crushed by the giant palm because they couldn't dodge in time.

"Ah..." Many resentful souls screamed.

The whistling continued to echo and grow stronger.

In other parts of the impenetrable blood mist, there are also resentful souls screaming... The continuous superimposed sound not only hurts people's eardrums, but also attacks the soul.

Jiang Ting's spirit is not comparable to that in the early stage of the realm. The whistling sound has no other effect except to make Jiang Ting feel a little irritable.

However, Jiang Ting was not careless, and secretly left two points of strength to prevent accidents at any time, and began to bombard the blood fog with mana with seven or eight points of strength.

With his bombardment, the blood mist around him began to thin... but the speed was not fast.

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The other side of the blood curtain.

Shen Tuyang stared in front of him: "Blood Soul Demon Sad Formation... I didn't expect that the Taoshan Ten Thousand Burial Pit was really not what Jiang Ting did."

That, the black-robed man who caught his giant sword head-on by unknown means stood in the blood fog... The formation was obviously set up by the black-robed man, otherwise, he would not dare to stand in the blood fog so carelessly. Not defensive.

Looking at the man in black robe again, he slowly raised his head: "That boy Jiang Ting recognized this formation, and you also recognized this formation. It seems that this formation of Blood Soul Demon Sadness is quite famous."

He couldn't see his appearance, he wore a red and black ghost mask, and could only see a pair of... calm and indifferent eyes.

Shen Tuyang tensed up: "Who are you?"

The man in black robe chuckled: "Are you afraid?"

Shen Tuyang asked back: "The massacre in the Ten Thousand Burial Pit was clearly done by Qingzhao... You are not Qingzhao, Qingzhao fell into a demon, is it you?"

The man in black robe suddenly laughed again: "Want to spy on intelligence? Why don't I tell you! That's right, the Taoshan Myriad Burial Pit was planned by me... It will only guide you, Juquemen, to deal with Jiang Ting for this seat, this answer , you are still satisfied!"

"What are you trying to do?" Shen Tuyang suppressed the unease in his heart.

"I said, borrow your head for one use."

When the words fell, the man in black robe quietly recovered his calmness: "I will never speak for the third time... In order to avoid repeating the third time, I will ask you to die now!"

When the word "ba" fell, the eyes of the man in black robe shone with cold light, and the index finger and middle finger of his right hand pointed out side by side. Suddenly, a sword light rose up, extremely dazzling.

Shen Tuyang shouted: "Good day!"

The giant sword suddenly slashed horizontally... A frightening sword energy emerged, sweeping across with a wave of air.

The power is so strong... The blood mist around Shen Tuyang has at least thinned by nearly 30%.

The initiator Shen Tuyang was taken aback for a moment.

Immediately, his expression suddenly became ugly: "The sad formation of blood soul demons forged by the lives of more than 100,000 grass people, my sword has cut off nearly three points of the blood fog... Your cultivation base, at least in the later stage of the realm, what the hell are you going to do? who is it!"

At most in the late stage of the realm... It's not that Shen Tuyang is arrogant, even if he is like Jiang Ting, or even Maher, who is the leader of the Tianjiao list in his giant gate, it is impossible to resist his sword with his cultivation in the later stage of the realm.

Shen Tuyang has self-knowledge, he knows that he is not a genius, let alone a genius... He is also a Chinese person, or a little higher than the Chinese person.

But, no matter how bad he is, he is also a cultivation base in the middle stage of the Golden Core Heaven Realm!

At most, the black-robed man who has cultivated in the late stage of the realm is three realms behind him... Even the peerless arrogance is almost impossible to cross, not to mention, there is also the qualitative difference between the realm and the realm.

However, the man in black robe did block his sword. If he hadn't cut off a third of the blood mist with one strike, he wouldn't even know that the man in black robe in front of him didn't seem to have a high level of cultivation.

"Who is this seat, you are not qualified to know." The black-robed man's eyes were full of cold light.

"Boom..." The explosion sounded.

After the voices of the two fell, the sword light pointed out by the man in black robe finally collided with the sword energy shot out by Shen Tuyang.

The tyrannical collision spread rapidly, seemingly, evenly matched.

"Damn..." Shen Tuyang's expression became ugly.