A bright red blood light crossed the sky, and the blood cloud in mid-air seemed to be a huge piece of blood tofu being cut, and a blood-colored cloud suddenly fell from mid-air, and then turned into a huge skull in mid-air and flew towards everyone. ︾，
"Give back my third brother's life, give me back my third brother's life!"
The skull flew towards everyone, and it could still let out a mournful howl from its mouth that kept opening and closing, and the huge mandible closed one by one, biting towards everyone.
"A means of pretending to be a ghost!"
When Yang Junshan was about to make a move to resist, a slender blade light condensed into a slash brazenly slashed at the skull, and the person who shot was Yan Zhong.
When he really faced a real person-level enemy, the first to get rid of his fear and dare to take the initiative against a real monk was this well-informed senior Great Perfection monk of the Tan Xi Sect.
With a loud "bang", the moment when the skull that was casually condensed by Ouyang Zhenlin with blood clouds was slashed by the Taibang golden light, there was actually a sound of gold and iron ringing, and a slip of blood-colored light flashed.
"What a guts! Haha, but this demon likes you struggling blood food!"
The blood light that wandered in the sky made a strange laugh, the light rotated again, and after seven or eight blood clouds fell, they turned into skeletons, biting a group of people from all directions.
"Don't you take action yet, close your eyes and wait for death?"
Yan Zhong shouted, and the Tai Platinum Light Slash slashed a skull again, this time it could be seen clearly that Yan Zhong's blow could leave a deep slash mark on the skull, but it was immediately filled and restored by the blood-red mist surging around.
Before Yan Zhong finished speaking, Yan Qinxi had already shouted, and the same "Taibang Golden Light Slash" flew out, splitting a skull that flew close to the front.
Ning Bin and Ning He were not much different in strength, and the two of them shot at the same time, and each knocked an approaching skull away.
Yang Junping, Su Baozhang, and Jiu Li, whose cultivation had been consolidated, joined forces and could barely resist a blood skull.
And Yang Junshan waved the bell in his hand, and the Feihong Bell hung in the air, cooperating with the mountain guarding spirit technique to sprinkle a protective light curtain around everyone, a leaking blood skull was actually bounced off after hitting the light curtain, but the location where this skull hit left a puddle that looked like a blood stain, making a "snorting" sound, corroding the light curtain of the mountain guarding spirit technique.
This is the usual method used by demon cultivators, and it is also the most disgusting place, once the magic essence they cultivate comes into contact with the magical powers of other monks, it will constantly consume the spiritual power of the monks like maggots on the tarsal bones.
However, this time, before waiting for this blood stain to corrode the light curtain for too long, he saw Yang Junshan suddenly look back, and the light curtain where the blood stained place suddenly shook, and this blood stain was actually easily bounced away, and the moment it landed on the ground, a piece of grass and trees withered.
"Hey, it's kind of interesting to be able to bounce off the spirit-devouring demon essence of this demon!"
Yang Junshan smiled coldly, a piece of primordial magnetic aura brushed a flying blood skull in front of him staggeringly, and then Shan Junxi roared down from mid-air, with a muffled sound of "dong", the entire ground was shaking, and the blood skull didn't even have a chance to dodge, so it was suppressed by Shan Junxi.
"It's useless, the demon servant of this demon will not be destroyed."
"That's not necessarily!" Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, and Shan Junxi shrank back to three inches in size and fell into his palm.
In the big pit that Shan Junxi smashed, a puddle of blood was trying to slowly shrink and recondense into a skull, but it always fell short at the last moment.
"This is impossible!"
The bloody light wandering on the edge of the sky fell on the ground, and Ouyang Yulin, whose eyes were blue and covered in blood, appeared and pointed at Yang Junshan and said: "Boy, you dare to destroy the demon servant of this demon and seek death!"
Ouyang Yulin pulled his hands to the sides, a slender line of blood appeared between his hands, and then threw it outward, and this blood line went straight towards Yang Junshan's mountain guarding spiritual technique.
Seeing this, Yan Qinxi slashed dozens of knives on the blood line, but almost bounced off Taibangjin Island.
"Come together!"
Yang Junshan's expression was solemn, the Broken Mountain Spiritual Technique was condensed into the Taibai Golden Knife, Yan Qinxi made another move, the two spiritual magical powers were perfectly integrated, and their power was not simply added.
"Collapse", under the slash of the Taibang Golden Sword, the blood line finally broke from it, but the broken blood line still passed from both sides of everyone, and the light curtain hanging from the mountain guard spirit technique was instantly cut.
Yang Junshan pointed to the Feihong Bell above his head, but saw Ouyang Yulin in the distance also punching towards the Feihong Bell.
A loud "bang" exploded overhead, and the Feihong bell let out a whining, re-condensing into the appearance of a bell and fell into Yang Junshan's hand, while there were faint cracks on the wall of the bell.
Yang Junshan didn't care about the damage to the Feihong Bell, the mountain guarding spirit technique was broken, and suddenly there were more than a dozen formation chess in his hand, and then these formations flew towards different directions around him, but it turned out that in the previous entanglement with Ouyang Yulin, the two formation masters Lu Jing and Ning Qing had already secretly arranged the formation, at this time, as soon as Yang Junshan's formation arrived, the immovable mountain spirit formation was arranged at an extremely fast speed with the cooperation of the three formation masters, which could make up for the defense loophole after the mountain guarding spirit technique was broken.
The three blood skulls crashed forward but were blocked by the spirit array, and a stream of blood mist suddenly spewed out from the mouth of the skull, corroding the guardian light curtain of the immovable mountain-like spirit array.
Seeing this, Yang Junshan already had an extra copper hammer in his hand, which was the high-grade magic weapon Hunyuan Hammer that he had previously harvested from the Forbidden Formation.
I saw Yang Junshan throwing out the copper hammer in his hand and shouting: "Crack!"
A blood skull was too late to dodge and be hit, and in the crisp sound of "squeak, clatter", the blood skull had been smashed to pieces, just like the one that had been crushed by the Mountain Monarch Seal before, this skull condensed by the blood mist could not be recovered.
Ouyang Yulin originally thought that it was just a matter of grasping himself and killing a few martial artist realm minor cultivators, not only to avenge his brother, but also to harvest a few quite good flesh and blood corpses, but who would have expected that the eight blood skulls he had finally condensed together would actually be destroyed by two as soon as they came up, which was tantamount to a great shame for him!
"Dare to destroy my demon servant, today this demon will definitely tell you to wait for survival or death!"
Ouyang Yulin had an extra blood-colored skull flag in his hand, this skeleton banner was made of white bones as a rod, the banner was woven with muscles, and there was a waterfall of blood flowing on the banner, and the remaining six blood-colored skulls flew back into the banner one after another, appearing on the flag from time to time, and they could actually make all kinds of ferocious expressions and biting movements.
"It's a white bone banner!"
Yan Qinxi exclaimed, as a true disciple of the Tanxi Sect, she had heard from the sect about the details of Ouyang Peilin's brothers when they left Yucheng that day, and knew that at that time, Ouyang Peilin had two treasures equivalent to spiritual weapons in his hands, one was a blood bowl, and the other was a white bone banner.
At this time, seeing a white bone flag appear in Ouyang Yulin's hand, he was naturally shocked and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Don't worry, this white bone banner is just a high-grade magic weapon, equivalent to a high-grade magic weapon, not in Ouyang Peilin's hands!" Yang Junshan said quickly.
The two treasures in Ouyang Peilin's hand should be demonic spiritual weapons, and the white bone banner in Ouyang Yulin's hand is just an imitation.
"Hmph, you can avoid the corrosion of this demon spirit, and you can also recognize the high-grade magic weapon in the hands of this demon, boy, it seems that you know a lot about our demon cultivators!"
Ouyang Yulin shook the white bone flag in his hand and said with a sinister smile: "But what can be done, don't think that you can be arrogant if you can destroy the two demon servants of this demon, boy, the gap between the demon cultivators in the real world and the cultivators in the martial realm is not something you can guess at all."
Ouyang Yulin's hand loosened, and the white bone banner rose into mid-air and turned into a billowing wave of blood, and the only six remaining skeletons appeared in the blood wave from time to time, making a strange laugh of "Jijie", and rushed towards the immovable mountain spirit formation with the blood wave.
Yang Junshan put his hands on his chest, a ball of essence condensed, and then pressed his hands towards the ground, and a mound rose from the ground a few feet in front of everyone.
However, the blood wave spread straight up from the surface of the mound, submerging the mound in an instant, and the people facing the mound were about to rush down.
But Yang Junshan shouted at this time: "Collapse!"
The towering hill collapsed instantly, and before the blood wave could hit the hill, it fell under the collapsed hill, and several blood skulls were buried in the soil, and the mountain lord seal soared into the air, turning into a three-zhang giant seal and landing on the collapsed hill, suppressing the fallen blood wave again.
"Damn it!" Ouyang Yulin tried his best to control the blood wave to fight back, the mud and stones on the hill were impregnated with blood red from low to high, and the mountain monarch seal that was suppressed at the top was constantly trembling, as if it would be overturned to the ground at any time.
"Brother Wu!" Yang Junshan was really anxious at this time.
"Okay!"
Wu Shuo's deep voice, which had never made a move from beginning to end, sounded behind him: "Curse, boiling blood, broken spirit!"
The blood wave that was about to overturn the Shan Jun Seal suddenly boiled violently, Ouyang Yulin in the distance screamed, his spiritual consciousness seemed to have encountered boiling boiling water, and the severe pain made him have to temporarily withdraw the extended spiritual consciousness, but in just this moment, he lost control of the blood wave, and the blood wave under the Shan Jun Seal continued to contract and condense, turning back into a white bone banner that was suppressed by the Shan Jun Seal under the hill.
"Quick, I can't last long!" Wu Shuo's hand holding the wooden staff was trembling slightly, and on the fingertips of his other hand, a ray of blue flame was boiling a blood bead continuously.
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