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Chapter 2167 The Whereabouts of Good Fortune Divine Water

The cyan peacock circled high in the sky, setting off waves of cyan fire. Soon, a group of cyan fire clouds with a size of a hundred miles appeared in the sky, emitting an astonishing heat wave.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion sound, one after another cyan fireballs fell and hit the blood shadow monks.

Three escaping lights appeared in the distant sky, very fast.

"No, the spirit world sent someone down."

The face of the young woman in the blood skirt changed, and she exclaimed, without saying a word, she flicked her sleeves, rolled up more than a dozen clansmen, turned into a blood-colored ray of light, and walked away through the air at an extremely fast speed.

The dense cyan fireballs fell down, and the immortal cultivator was hit by the cyan fireballs, and was instantly wiped out.

A gust of hot wind blew by, and the cyan phoenix suddenly appeared above the head of the bloody escape light, opened its mouth and sprayed out a stream of blue flames, and went straight to the bloody escape light.

Bloody Escape Light wanted to avoid it, but a heavy Sanskrit sound sounded, and Bloody Escape Light stopped immediately.

There was a loud bang, the blue flames drowned the bloody light, and a woman's scream came out.

The void fluctuated together, and a big blue hand emerged out of thin air, and slapped towards the blue sea of ​​flames.

With a scream, the young woman in the blood skirt fell out of the flames, her face pale.

The blood-colored spirit patterns on her body brightened, and her body turned into a cloud of blood mist. The blood mist suddenly exploded, turning into thousands of balls, flying in different directions, and disappearing into the sky.

At this moment, there was a deafening roar of beasts from the bottom of the sea, the sea water rolled violently, and there were huge waves that lifted the sky, and a strong force of gravity emerged out of thin air.

The speed of the blood mist slowed down, and it quickly fell towards the bottom of the sea.

With a flash of blue light, a small tower with sparkling blue light suddenly appeared high in the sky. There were many monster patterns engraved on the tower, emitting a terrifying wave of aura.

The small cyan tower lit up with a dazzling cyan light, its size skyrocketed, and a powerful airflow emerged out of thin air. The blood mist flew towards the giant cyan tower uncontrollably, and the other monks who escaped by chance did the same, moving towards the cyan tower. The giant tower flew away and was taken in by the cyan giant tower.

The three light escapes also stopped, two men and one woman, the one with the strongest aura was a plump green-robed Taoist priest with a blue jade gourd hanging around his waist and a blue spirit beast bracelet in his left hand.

Li Muyun, the leader of the lower realm of the Xuanqing faction in the mid-stage of transformation.

"Dare to invade other interfaces in the early stage of Huashen, and act recklessly."

Li Muyun sneered, and with one move with one hand, the giant blue tower quickly shrank and flew towards him.

A red-robed old man who was as thin as a bamboo pole had a dazzling red light in his eyes, and said with a frown, "Don't be careless, the talents and supernatural powers of the Blood Shadow Clan should not be underestimated, and they are actually hiding under our noses."

Sun Feng, a fifth-order formation mage, has a cultivation level of the middle stage of transforming gods.

His lower realm is mainly to help the Zhao family to set up formations and prevent the Zhao family from being wiped out.

With a shake of his right hand, a red flag flew out, and with a slight shake, a red flame swept out and hit a certain void.

With a flash of blood, the young woman in the blood skirt appeared, her eyes were terrified, the blood mist just now was a blinding trick.

Li Muyun's eyes flashed with astonishment, showing a hint of anger. The other party was hiding under his nose, and he was almost cheated.

"Senior Brother Li, don't blame yourself. This is the first time we have dealt with the Blood Shadow Clan. The Blood Shadow Clan's innate magical powers are indeed powerful, but we can't hide from Senior Brother Sun's Lihuo True Eye."

A graceful young woman in a golden skirt said with a light smile. After saying this, she raised her jade hand, and two blue rings flew out, disappearing instantly.

The young woman in the blood dress turned pale with fright, her body glowed with blood, a huge vortex suddenly appeared on the surface of the sea, and a strong gravity emerged out of thin air, she felt trapped in the quagmire, unable to move.

A cyan light lit up above his head, and a cyan ring suddenly appeared.

The young woman in the blood skirt quickly spewed out a bloody flame that was extremely stinky, and hit the cyan ring.

"Be careful, the flames from her breath can defile the treasure."

Zhao Yangxiang shouted hastily.

The cyan ring suddenly lit up with a dazzling cyan light and disappeared. The next moment, the cyan ring was wrapped around the neck of the young woman in the blood skirt. The young woman in the blood skirt found out in horror that she could not mobilize her mana.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the giant cyan tower emitted a burst of cyan light, and took her in.

"With Junior Sister Zhao's Prisoner Spirit Ring in hand, it is much more convenient to deal with the Blood Shadow Clan."

Li Muyun praised that the young woman in the golden skirt is called Zhao Weiwei, and she is a fifth-level craftsman.

The Xuanqing faction sent three monks in the middle stage of transforming gods to the lower realm, namely the formation master, the refining master and the imperial spirit master, and they attached great importance to this matter.

"The prisoner spirit ring is not omnipotent. If it weren't for the cooperation of the two senior brothers, the younger sister would not have captured her so easily."

Zhao Weiwei said modestly.

Zhao Yangxiang flew over, with a respectful expression: "Junior Zhao Yangxiang pays homage to the three seniors."

"Master Zhao sent us to the lower realm to help you. Nephew Zhao doesn't need to be polite."

Li Muyun said kindly, the ancestors of the Zhao family were already in the fusion stage, so he would naturally be more polite.

"By the way, Martial Nephew Zhao, where is the Divine Creation Water?"

Li Muyun asked straight to the point.

"The Tianhai Gate in the world of cultivating immortals in the West Sea, the Tianhai Gate has been destroyed, probably in the hands of the Blood Shadow Clan."

Zhao Yangxiang replied truthfully.

Li Muyun frowned, and ordered: "Go back to Qianyang Island first, and tell us in detail about the situation of the Blood Shadow Clan and the Sky Sea Realm. Only by knowing the enemy and yourself can we win every battle."

"Yes, Master Li."

Zhao Yangxiang said politely, and quickly invited Li Muyun and the others to Qianyang Island.

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Golden turtle island, the main altar of Taiyang sect.

Thousands of monks are fighting, corpses are scattered all over the field, and the flames are soaring into the sky.

In a red stone square that covers a very large area, a golden humanoid statue stands in the center of the square. This is the statue of Taiyang Zhenren, the founder of the Taiyang Sect.

A distressed figure descended from the sky and hit the statue, causing the statue to shatter.

Yang Hongji, head of the Taiyang Sect, fell to the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale.

A bloody light descended from the sky. It was a tall and thin blood-robed old man. He was a late Yuanying monk. The blood-robed old man had some blood-colored spirit patterns on his body. He had a high nose and long ears. He was obviously a member of the Blood Shadow Clan.

"You can hold on for so long, give you another chance to serve us, and we can spare your life."

The tone of the blood-robed old man was full of temptation.

"Even if this old man dies, he won't be a tiger's minion. Our patriarch has already been sent to the lower realm, and you will have to bear it when the time comes."

Yang Hongji laughed out loud.

"Hmph, if you are stubborn, I will send you on your way."

The old man in the blood robe turned cold.

At this moment, the sky darkened, and a blue lotus flower with a diameter of ten thousand feet fell from the sky.

The cyan lotus turned around, and countless cyan sword energy swept out, cutting towards the Blood Shadow Clan.

The blood-robed old man was so frightened that he half died, and quickly sacrificed a blood-colored shield to block in front of him.

The blood-colored shield was like paper paste, smashed by the dense cyan sword energy, and the blood-robed old man took the opportunity to avoid it.

"Who? Dare to destroy the good things of our Blood Shadow Clan."

The blood-robed old man frowned.

"Qinglian King Qingshan."

A cold and ruthless man's voice came from the sky, resounding throughout the world.

As soon as the words fell, a cyan long rainbow descended from the sky, cutting towards the blood-robed old man.

The blood-robed old man couldn't avoid it, he quickly waved the blood-colored long knife in his hand, and went up to him.

With a muffled sound, the blood-colored long knife and the blood-robed old man were cut in half by the cyan Changhong.

　Today is the first three changes, and tomorrow will be earlier and more
　
(End of this chapter)