Immortal Soaring Blade Chapter 268: Blood Pool

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The **** aura, as the three elders' expressions gloomy urged their fingers, it became more and more dense, and it looked like a cloud of blood floating around. ￡∝,

With a low sip, the **** aura suddenly brightened, and the green halo directly eroded at the face. One red and one green looked particularly dazzling under the black night.

For an instant, the two seemed to blend together, eroding each other, and the soft green halo actually fell into the wind, being eaten away by the evil red aura, dissolving little by little.

Seeing the role of the three elders here, a smug smile was raised, thinking that being young is young and light, even if his cultivation is equal to his strength, the actual experience is still not good.

I don't know what kind of spiritual power attribute is attached to this group of blood transforming spirits. In a short moment, the three elders dissolve the blow of the even spiritual weapon. Song Rujing's face was serious, and nothing changed because of this small change.

The yellow spiritual power that followed immediately swept through, once again enveloping this **** mist, and the pungent, thick **** smell made Song Rujing nauseous, and her eyes were full of disgust.

As soon as the yellow spiritual power came into contact with the blood mist, Song Rujing’s dark eyes were a little strange, because he felt that the blood mist was full of corrosive power. No wonder that ordinary means of spiritual power couldn’t give him a bit. Damaged.

The sea of ​​clouds in the purple mansion floated inside the body. With the movement of the spiritual power, Song Ru calmly settled in the Dantian place, and a more violent yellow spiritual power was released from the body, and this time the yellow spiritual power was full of attributes.

"Papa Papa..."

In the void, a slight sound was made, as if a flame burned to a dry firewood, the blood mist that had previously had the upper hand immediately resembled a mouse seeing a cat, retreating everywhere to avoid this yellow spiritual power.

The eyes of the third elders were finally full of vibrations, the attribute contained in the spiritual power of this little girl turned out to be a kind of strong and yang flame, just to restrain his evil ability.

In the blink of an eye, the blood mist was wiped out, causing a cold snort in the nostrils of the third elders, and gave Song Rujing a vicious look. The aura floated on her chest, and suddenly there was an extra in her hand. Black red flame flag.

The entire flag is two and a half feet long and is inlaid with gold threads. The surface of the flag is painted with a blood-colored fascinating flower, accompanied by a mysterious and deep pattern around the flower.

Looking at the "Blood Cloud Flag" in his hand. There is a cruel smile in the eyes of the three elders. Although it is only a treasure, its power cannot be underestimated. The magic weapons of their evil cultivation are usually made by different methods. They require some materials and some special things. These things are all obtained from people, the methods are cruel, and the law of heaven is intolerable, but the power is also huge.

The flag spreads out in the wind, whistling. The surface of the black gold silk revealed a weird aura. The three elders' dry hands grasped the flag handle, and then shook directly in the void, the gray aura scattered like a piece, and it was like a small fish floating in the air.

Swaying again, the yin wind blows, the gray halo becomes more intense, and Song Rujing's spiritual power becomes unstable, the yellow aura dim, and the situation becomes more serious as the three elders continue to wave the magic weapon in their hands. .

Song Rujing's expression remained the same. There was no surprise or shock due to these sudden methods. Although she is not very old, don't forget her birth. It is the stunned view of ancient and modern times. Only in this place can such a sinner be cultivated. She, whether it is strength and vision, is so, so she already understands these things.

One wave has not settled, another wave has risen.

The yellow spiritual power has not dissipated, yet another purple flame whizzes, illuminating the surrounding roads for several miles. This purple flame emerges from the sky in front of Song Rujing, and then tumbles in the air towards the third The elders left.

This purple flame is exactly the fire of purple origin. This kind of masculine thing is the best thing to deal with the evil cultivation of this kind of evil means. For a time, in the sky where the two of them are fighting, there is a cloud of wind and fire. At a time, the two of them have the same means, and neither of them can do anything about the other. The situation and fluctuations here can be said to be the most intense, but as time goes by, the trials on both sides ended and both began to exert pressure. The method at the bottom of the box is the moment to tell the winner.

At this time, Song Yuansheng couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that there was no fluctuation in his sister's situation, and turned his gaze to Zhao Jiuge. Seeing that Zhao Jiuge looked like Li Hechao and the messenger Liao were still not letting go, Song Yuansheng directly handed again. Hold the'octagonal mirror'.

The white beam of light swept away, progressing to the mid-Natural Infant Realm's strength, and the rich light directed towards the dozen or so disciples of the Blood Fiend Pavilion behind. The remaining disciples of the Blood Fiend Pavilion were all disciples of some spiritual pill realm, foundation building realm, and even spiritual transformation, where was Song Yuansheng's opponent.

A monk in the Nascent Soul Realm holding a tempered spiritual tool is far from what they can resist. In an instant, in addition to the seven or eight disciples of the Blood Evil Pavilion in the spirit pill realm, the other dozen or so disciples of the Blood Evil Pavilion with poor strength were directly affected by this blow, and their souls were scattered.

Song Yuansheng didn't show any mercy to these evil spirits, and he did his best to prevent these evil spirits from reaching their goals. Although the remaining seven or eight disciples of the Blood Evil Pavilion in the spirit pill realm escaped the catastrophe, they were not much better. They were all harmed to varying degrees. At this time, seeing Song Yuansheng's eyes swept at them, they felt like Shen, shuddered. From the corner of his eyes, the Third Elder who was fighting Song Rujing saw this scene, his pupils suddenly widened, and he began to work hard.

However, a gap in the realm cannot be made up by the number of people. What's more, I still met Song Yuansheng, a powerful cultivator of the Nascent Soul realm, holding a spiritual tool.

Furthermore, these seven or eight disciples of the Blood Fiend Pavilion in the spirit pill realm are far behind in their own strengths, such as direct disciples like Li Hechao and Liao messenger, not to mention that they are still scattered in the sand, fighting separately, even if they join hands, they will not give Song Yuansheng It was a small trouble, but for a while, Song Yuansheng, who held the mirror in one hand and the sword in the other, was beheaded. In a blink of an eye, there were only four **** evil pavilions in the canyon.

Seeing that so many disciples of the blood evil pavilion were killed, the three elders and the ninth elders began to fight desperately. Although the disciples were killed, they didn’t care, but if they were killed too many, they would shake the foundation of the sect. What's the use of disciples? Besides, there were already hundreds of people in the Blood Fiend Pavilion, and the number was not large. Nearly half of them died this time. They were not in a hurry. At this time, they didn't care about delaying time, and they fought desperately, waiting for the support of the mountain.

However, the more desperate the third elders were, the more calm Song Rujing became. No matter what methods the third elders used, or the release of all their strength, Song Rujing couldn't help it. This caused the three elders' hearts to become anxious, and sighed in his heart that the holy land disciples were indeed well-deserved, and he really sighed that he was inferior in terms of the background and the many methods.

The fat nine elders on the other side were a little pleased to meet the glamorous Lin Boruo. He could face this beauty at close range, but when he saw this woman burst out of her mid-primary infant stage strength, he Inwardly.

Although beautiful women are good, they are terribly enjoyable.

So the nine elders used their whole body strength to fight against Lin Boruo like crazy. Although the blood and light were continuously released, but Lin Boruo’s sword was too tricky, and every time he could find the air, the sword energy was almost injured. Up him.

At the same time, no matter what magic weapon and magic decision are used, this Lin Prajna has only one trick from beginning to end, that is, the Hundred Flower Sword Jue. It seems that he has already loved the use of the sword to his bones, and the extent of the sword intent is deeply shocking. So even though the nine elders felt the crisis, they were too busy to take care of themselves, looking like they were crumbling under Lin Banruo.

The rest of the situation on the court is fairly stable. Song Yuansheng did not intervene as he wanted, but was on guard. He observed the exits of the tunnels leading to the mountain and at the same time took a look at the usual situations. When he saw Zhao Jiuge being one-to-two Song Yuansheng was a little worried, his face hesitated for a moment and then shouted, "Jiu Ge, do I need my help!"

Yijian dodges the attack of Li Hechao and Liao messenger, Zhao Jiuge's face is cold, although it is a bit difficult to deal with the two at the same time, but it has not yet reached the critical juncture, just at this moment, the corner of the eye catches Song Rujing and Lin Bangruo Look at him here.

Zhao Jiuge hurriedly shouted, "No, you go and help them. We will make a quick decision and go down to find out what is going on. Remember to leave it to life." He suddenly reminded me of thought.

Song Yuansheng saw that Zhao Jiuge was still in the mood to talk one-on-two, and there was indeed no danger for the time being, so he was relieved. However, he asked him to intervene in the fight between Song Rujing and Lin Banruo. He stuck his tongue out. He didn't have the courage. He couldn't cope with these two women's temper. Lin Banruo was just like that cold look. Having said that, his sister's temper is that even he has to avoid three points.

Compared with the intense situation and tense atmosphere in the valley. Behind the door of the stone room at the bottom of the mountain was a strange silence.

The Fifth Elder, who had closed his eyes at the door of the stone room, suddenly flashed a burst of light on the blood-colored jade plate hanging at night, and then the message of the Three Elders was transmitted. When you saw this scene At that time, the Fifth Elder's expression was still a bit sluggish, and he didn't figure out what happened all of a sudden. When he understood it later, his face immediately became dignified. Regardless of the more than twenty Blood Sha Pavilion disciples in the stone room, he quickly pushed away the stone room. The door. Regardless of whether the sudden situation was the people of Yaolushan or someone else, he had to go in immediately to report the situation to the pavilion master. After all, something has been carried out to the final moment, and it is a critical moment.

"Crunchy~"

With a sound, Shimen was opened, and the figure of the Fifth Elder hurried in. After a bang, the Shimen was closed again, and the figure of the Fifth Elder disappeared, and the previous calm was restored. Some disciples outside the stone room watched this scene in a daze, without knowing what happened inside.

A few tens of meters away from Shimen, at this moment, there are several figures constantly wandering in this somewhat dark cave, looking at it with an anxious look.

In the entire cave, there are only a few bright night pearls inlaid in the corners, exuding a faint halo. Although it can't completely illuminate this somewhat large cave, it can also add a little light.

In the middle of the stone cave is a blood pool tens of meters wide. Because there is still a lot of rich blood in the blood pool, it is disgusting, so it is not clear how high the blood pool is. But looking at the walls around the blood pool, it was obvious that most of the blood in the blood pool was consumed.

The whole blood pool and the surrounding stone caves are smelling of blood. At this moment, the shiny blood on the surface of the blood pool floats slightly, exuding rich spiritual energy.

The blood in the whole blood pool gathers the essence and blood of various spirit beasts and some humans or monks. At the same time, many spiritual medicinal materials have been added, making the whole blood pool and more like a place for tonic.

Blood pools are generally only built and used by evil practitioners who have practiced some vicious and strange techniques. Each blood pool is expensive, but the benefits are also very obvious. It can quickly improve one's own cultivation strength.

The blood pool in front of me is small, but it is very delicate, and the blood in the blood pool can be more refined and mellow. And the most important point is that this blood pool is somewhat different from ordinary blood pools.