Proud Alchemy Supreme

"Two elders, as long as you fight, who is your opponent here?"

"You can do it once."

For the two elders of Ziling Xianzong's refusal, ziqingyang was not angry, but continued to say, with a posture of indomitable.

"We can't follow orders. It's not in our power." The attitude of the two elders is still tough.

Seeing this, ziqingyang sighed deeply.

He can only turn around and cast an apologetic look at the sword. These two elders also have a special position in his purple spirit immortal sect. He has no way to deal with these stubborn old guys.

"It's OK. I can understand the two predecessors." Jian Zhiming said, though he said that, he could not hide his disappointment in his eyes.

The strength of these two elders is enough to change the whole situation of the war. But since they don't fight, there is no way for them to do so.

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Since the appearance of ziqingyang, the president's eyes have been projected towards this side. When they see the two elders of zilingxian who appear in the void.

On the president's face, there is also a touch of solemnity.

The strength of these two elders of Ziling Xianzong must be far ahead of him. If they do, Tiannan college will be crushed completely and will be in a desperate situation.

Fortunately, the two elders did not help jiuxiao sword sect, which made him relax a little.

Although he was a native of Qingzhou, he had heard of Ziling Xianzong for a long time.

After all, Ziling Xianzong, even in the whole land of miracles, can be regarded as a giant.

I didn't expect that such a huge thing had something to do with the sword's brightness. The president couldn't help sighing.

But after feeling, his eyes fell back on the front of the battlefield.

At this moment, the space around the battlefield has completely collapsed, and the dark space cracks almost cover half the sky.

It was like an endless abyss, swallowing all the light.

With the battle going on, the strong of the four forces are constantly showing signs of falling down. As the war is cruel, no one can be alone. Every clan has suffered heavy losses.

We should know that almost every one of them is a strong man cultivated in his own sect, and his accomplishments are all above jiedan.

If you want to cultivate such a strong person, you need to spend countless resources. Every time such a strong person falls, it is a huge loss.

But in this war, it is inevitable.

The four forces of the strong, crazy confrontation, the spirit of terror swept across the sky, one after another fierce offensive swept the sky.

On the other side, Li Qingyun holds the Tiannan sword. The endless divine power on the Tiannan sword is released. He is no different from the leader of the jiuxiao sword sect. There is a return and a return.

Although Li Qingyun has just broken through the cultivation environment, he has Tiannan sword, which is the most precious treasure. His fighting power has been infinitely enlarged, and he is not much weaker than the leader of jiuxiao sword sect.

It seems that the battle between the two men will take a long time to come to an end.

On the other hand, the battle between Zhentian Zong and Xuantian sect is not equal.

The leader of Zhentian sect holding Zhentian cudgel is like a human like beast. The leader of Xuantian sect who has been killed has been suffering heavy losses.

Although at the moment, the anger in his eyes has subsided a lot, and his mind has become clear again, but the situation of the war has been controlled by the leader of zhentianzong, and it is almost impossible for him to regain the advantage.

"Damn it!"

The master of Xuantian sect was shaking in the dust, and a bloody flame burst out. At the same time, his body shot back, which opened up some distance from the leader of Zhentian sect.

His right half of the body, almost completely penetrated by blood, his breath, is ups and downs, like a dying man.

His situation is not optimistic. However, the leader of jiuxiao sword sect is entangled by Li Qingyun. No one can help him. If he continues, his defeat will be doomed.

Now he can only hope that the leader of the jiuxiao sword sect can turn the tide and defeat Li Qingyun, and then come to support him. Otherwise, when he is defeated, Zhentian sect leader will join hands with Li Qingyun to deal with the leader of jiuxiao sword sect. His Xuantian sect and jiuxiao sword sect will have no turning point.

"Jie Jie Jie, the speed is too slow. I need more power of Qi and blood."

All of a sudden, the sky and the earth darkened, and strange laughter resounded. A bloody flame rushed into the sky, covering all the people in the battlefield.

The bloody flame was not the one released by the master of Xuantian sect.

Because of this bloody flame, not only is full of a very strong bloody gas, but also has a chilling in the raging.

This bloody flame, more like a bloody devil, now finally stretched out, that terrible fangs.

"What's the situation? What's going on?"In the bloody atmosphere, all the people in the battlefield stopped fighting, even the leader of jiuxiao sword sect and others.

They all put their hands back one after another. Their perseverance was above the sky, and they exchanged the blood and flame that wrapped the heaven and earth around them. There was a thick color of fear in their eyes!

Yes, it's the color of fear.

Because under this bloody and flamboyant package, no matter Li Qingyun or the leader of jiuxiao sword sect felt a strong threat of death from it!!!

It was a sense of uneasy threat!

"Jie Jie Jie."

Just as everyone was in a state of unease and fear, the strange, creepy laughter rang out again.

The laughter seemed to come from all directions, making it impossible to capture the exact location.

But when the laughter rang out, a startling scene appeared.

On the ground, countless corpses of strong men were suddenly wrapped up in bloody flame, which was thousands of ways. They were like blood repellents, eating fresh flesh and blood.

At the place where the blood color chain passes, the piles of corpses of the strong turned into white bones. Not only that, but also the blood that had infiltrated into the ground slowly emerged and was absorbed by the blood color chain.

After absorbing all the power of Qi and blood, the thousands of blood color chains began to interweave and merge, and turned into towering blood color flame, circling between heaven and earth.

Finally, the blood color chain fusion place, a foot has three Zhang figure to emerge.

This figure, like a demon, is ferocious. On its forehead, there is a bloody mark. It is strange and bloodthirsty. Behind it, there are a pair of huge bloody wings, which seem to have blood swimming.

This figure is just like a desperate ghost crawling out of hell. Just a glance at it will make the scalp numb.

When this figure appears, the world is dead. At this moment, countless strong people seem to forget to breathe.

"No, it's the strong one of the blood demons!"

The leader of the jiuxiao sword sect suddenly cried out, his face was dignified.

At the beginning, Jian Wushang and others went to shenhunzong. When they were in danger, he took the experts of jiuxiao sword sect to go there. At that time, he heard about the strong blood demon.

Although he was shocked, he didn't care too much about the existence of blood demons.

After all, the strong one of the blood demons had disappeared when he arrived at the Shenhun sect.

Originally thought, this blood demon strong person, will disappear at this time, but did not expect, will meet here.

What's more, the leader of jiuxiao sword sect was shocked to find that the strong blood demon absorbed the power of Qi and blood of the fallen strong man, and the breath at this time was terrifying.

I'm afraid even he can't be the enemy of this powerful blood demon.

At this moment, there is only one word in his heart.

Escape!!!