Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

The fog condensed by the red light continues to spread, and the area of ​​the red sky is getting larger and larger.

"This is the original demon of tainted blood transformed by the Son of Blood God!"

Zixu Zhenren's face was solemn, and he floated to the place where the Liangyi dust formation broke. He first straightened the crooked swords, then picked up the broken sword, frowned and looked at it for a few times, and then took a deep breath. Breathing out his breath on the sword, the two halves of the broken sword fused together and returned to their original state.

Then, he inserted the sword into the ground, and a sword energy rose up, repairing the cracks in the Liangyi dust formation.

However, at this moment, the dirty blood demon jumped suddenly, and a large amount of blood poured into the blood stream extending from it, impacting the formation.

The sword light suddenly rose in the Liangyi dust formation, and thousands of sword energy fell down, striking on the blood stream. The blood stream splashed with blood droplets, and then turned into dust under the strangulation of the sword energy in the air.

The sword Zixu Zhenren had just repaired seemed to be unable to withstand the impact. The sword trembled and made a buzzing sound.

Master Zixu grabbed the hilt of the sword, poured mana into it, and stabilized the sword.

But at this moment, the swords next to them suddenly bounced up and flew out quickly with sword energy. One of them was facing Zixu Zhenren, while the others were heading towards Mashan and Ma Shan. The half-sky demon flew away.

Ma Shan and Bantian Yao took action at the same time, and their swords flew away.

However, Zixu Zhenren was trying his best to suppress the ringing sword and was so close that he had no time to dodge and was hit in the chest by the sword.

Fortunately, he was covered with Gang Qi, and the sword Qi was not intrusive, so he was not injured. However, when his chest was hit by the sword Qi, his true Qi dispersed, and his hands could no longer suppress the sword.

The sword flew into the sky and exploded into pieces.

Zixu Zhenren was also ejected by this powerful force and retreated a stone's throw in the air before he stabilized his figure.

Looking at the Liangyi dust formation again, a crack appeared in the surrounding sword energy shield. As the cracks expanded, the suppressed Blood Demon seemed to become excited, beating faster and faster, and the amplitude became larger and larger, releasing more blood flow to impact the formation.

The blood released from the cracks became more and more thick, and a faint blood cloud floated in the entire sky.

The swords stuck on the edge of Baili Swamp flew up one after another and fell in all directions, as if there was a rain of swords.

As soon as the sword energy dissipated, the Liangyi Dust Formation revealed its core, which was a layer of dust-like mysterious light covering the dirty blood original demon.

Then, the bloody light exploded, and the Blood Demon broke through the mysterious light, turned into a thick blood cloud, and rushed into the sky.

"Oops!"

Master Zixu was so anxious that he opened his mouth and spit out the purple and green swords, which turned into two sword energy and stabbed at the blood cloud.

Two bloody tentacles stretched out from the blood cloud and wrapped around the sword energy.

The purple and green swords are indeed magic weapons. The sword energy can be turned and cut without breaking.

But the surging blood energy in the blood cloud kept emerging. Not only did the tentacles that had just been cut off returned to like new, but hundreds of tentacles stretched out next to them, fighting with the purple and green swords.

Mashan shouted: "I'm coming too!"

It turned into a red candle dragon and rushed into the clouds. The clouds are rolling in the clouds, and dragons are roaring.

After observing the situation, the Bantian Demon also transformed into a bat, spread its huge wings, soared into the sky, and cooperated with Ma Shan to attack the Dirty Blood Original Demon from another direction.

Suddenly, the clouds split, and the red dragon was pushed out by a force, rolling in the air. Several tentacles stretched out from the clouds, trying to entangle the red dragon. The red dragon god flicked his tail and scattered the tentacles, then adjusted his body shape and rushed over again.

And over there, the bat was also pushed out of the clouds by the huge force, flew backwards, and barely stopped relying on the tension of its wings. Seeing the bloody tentacles chasing after it, it flapped its wings, grabbed it with both claws, and something appeared in the air on both sides. There were bloody scratches, and the bloody tentacles were scratched to pieces.

The two demons and one immortal started fighting with the tainted blood original demon in mid-air.

Although Ma Shan and Bantian Yao are physically strong, they seem to be powerless against the blood cloud. They cannot break it away, cannot defeat it, and have nowhere to put their efforts.

But the blood cloud's counterattack was very sharp. Those stretched out tentacles were different from the clouds. They condensed into entities like flesh and blood. They were powerful, and the blood energy also had a special corrosiveness. After being touched many times, the blood on Ma Shan's body was... The skin has begun to show signs of ulceration.

The same goes for the Half-Tian Demon, so it stops from time to time and licks itself with its own tongue to recover from its wounds.

But Mashan couldn't lick, so he could only rely on the strength of his flesh and blood to hold on.

Zixu Zhenren is not much better. He formed a seal to control the sword, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead. It was obvious that he had consumed a lot of mana.

At this time, a strange hissing sound came from the blood cloud, like the shrill howl of a night owl or the laughter of an evil ghost.

The blood cloud began to expand, and powerful energy was continuously transmitted to those tentacles, thousands of them, and more tentacles stretched out.

Master Zixu sighed secretly in his heart: It's finally here, Shushan is in danger! The world is in danger!

Just when he was desperate, the swelling blood cloud suddenly suffocated, and the thousands of dancing tentacles all stopped in the air, all facing one direction, as if they had seen something.

Master Zixu looked over and saw three people, one man and two women, standing in that direction.

He had seen these three people just now, and they came with the young man who could transform into a dragon. He didn't care and just regarded him as the follower of the young man who transformed into a dragon.

But at this time, the Blood Demon suddenly stopped attacking them. Two lights lit up in the clouds, as if they opened their eyes and looked at the man and three women over there.

Then, the man's body slowly floated into the air, with a black sword in his hand.

It's obviously black, but it emits a dazzling light.

The black light was even more dazzling than the red light of the blood cloud.

Seeing this black light, Master Zixu was shocked and thought of something.

And the half-sky demon in mid-air over there spread its wings, widened its eyes with less than [-] vision, and stared at it, as if the black light was designed for his eyes.

The two wings kept trembling, not the wind, but his body trembling with excitement.

Li Muchen was suspended in the air, holding a sword in one hand.

He hasn't used the Xuan Ming Sword for a long time.

The last time was to kill Ye Xianlin in Wangwu.

This was the first time he drew his sword after leaving seclusion, and he faced an ancient primitive demon that was much more powerful than Ye Xianlin.

Originally, he could have prevented the blood demon from coming out just now.

But he didn't, because he felt a strange and familiar breath from the cracks in the Liangyi dust array.

When the bloody cloud rose, his heart jumped suddenly, and something in his blood seemed to be awakened. Some ancient and distant memories appeared in his mind, but he could not form a complete picture. It was that obvious The feeling of remembering something but not being able to remember anything all of a sudden.

There are only familiar feelings, love, hate, sadness and anger intertwined.

His heartbeat quickened and his consciousness began to dim, as if something in the cloud was calling him, like a mother's voice next to the cradle:

"Go to sleep! Go to sleep! If you sleep, you can see me!"