Section 8

However, although there is no place to live in the fantasy, the resentment in the blood pool space is between tangible and invisible. Although resentment is also a kind of help that can increase cultivation for the iron-blooded demon handsome. But after all, Qiu Jiu has not become a demon now. Such a stream of resentment poured into Qiu Jiu's body and rampaged around in Qiu Jiu's body. If it can't be transformed in time, the future troubles will naturally be endless. The owner of the blood pool did not expect such a strange situation. He is really unwilling to ask him to give up now.

Three drops of blood!!

The owner's heart was crying. He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and another drop of blood was sent into Qiu Jiu's body. The owner of the blood pool secretly said, "If there is still a problem this time, I will immediately let you die!!"

As soon as this blood entered the body, he began to collect the resentment in Qiu Jiu's body first, waiting for Qiu Jiu's body to be completed and then released to moisten the handsome iron armored body.

"Crazy mind method, the fourth, turn into a baby!"

Qiu Jiu's body instinctively sat up and crossed his knees, in the stunned eyes of the owner of the blood pool, but when he saw his Dantian, a small blood-colored baby began to take shape.

"Yuan...Yuanying!!"

The owner of the blood pool couldn't help exclaiming!

The iron-blooded magic handsome man with Yuanying!!

Don't talk about this kind of thing. I haven't even heard of such a strange thing for thousands of years.

Because the iron-blooded magic handsome, as a refined master, is a thing between the magician and the magic weapon. The growth of the iron-blooded demon handsome is mainly through continuous killing, absorbing the opponent's spirit, and turning it into resentment to increase his cultivation. Therefore, no matter how strong an iron-blooded demon is, it is impossible to become a demon god.

But now, I have refined an iron-blooded demon handsome with a Yuanying!!

What does this mean!! The eyes of the owner of the blood pool looking at Qiu Jiu have become hot.

In the heart of the owner of the blood pool, Qiu Jiu's Yuanying has taken shape. It's like a reduced version of Qiu Jiuduan sitting in Dantian, practicing cross-legged with a serious look. Several purple electric snakes flash around this blood-red baby from time to time. When the owner of the blood pool saw this, he was stunned and continued to laugh proudly. His strange and hairy laughter echoed in the whole bloody space: "Lei Zhong, it turns out that he is still the confidant of the Thunder Emperor. Hey hey hey, these four drops of blood are really worth it, hey hey hey."

"It's so noisy!" Qiu Jiu opened his eyes with an unhappy face and his eyes were as red as blood.

The owner of the blood pool didn't care at all and sneered: "Kid, you have my own blood in your body now. You will be my slave for life. You will call me master in the future!"

"Hmm!" Qiu Jiuzhong closed his eyes again and continued to practice. The owner of the blood pool was in a good mood and did not care about him. He launched a secret method to check Qiu Jiu's physical condition for the last time. At this time, the magic armor and Qiu Jiu's body have completely fit, and Qiu Jiu's body has also become extremely strong under the double transformation of his own blood and crazy demon heart method.

The owner of the blood pool withdrew the blood river with satisfaction and was about to speak, but he saw that the blood space was shaking, with a vaguely unstable precursor. The owner of the blood pool smiled and said, "I was found by the old guys outside. Little iron, let's go out and say hello!"

A dark cloud appeared on Qiu Jiu's head, and he said coldly, "My name is Qiu Jiu." While standing up, after the owner of the blood pool refined his body with a secret method and turned into an iron-blooded demon handsome man, Qiu Jiu's temper suddenly became a little cold. This is not Qiu Jiu pretending to be a master, and the strong desire to kill in his heart from time to time makes him very uncomfortable.

"Well, it doesn't matter what it's called, as long as you are loyal to me." The owner of the blood pool was unhappy for a while, but when he thought of the scarcity of Yuanying's iron-blooded demon - no, it was unique, only one! The owner of the blood pool decided to tolerate Qiu Jiu's unreasonable offense again.

The unique red in the bloody space suddenly disappeared from Qiu Jiu's eyes and was replaced by a dark crowd.

"It's out, it's out!" The noise suddenly flowed into Qiu Jiu's ears like running water, with exclamation, angry shouting, and ferocious laughter. Above the crowd, there were still dozens of cultivation masters who had reached the Yuanying period. Qiu Jiu glanced by and saw the costumes of the seven sects all in it.

"Bold demons, all seven sects are here, and they will be captured if they don't come out!"

Seeing Qiu Jiu floating on the whirlpool of the blood pool and staring at the surrounding crowd indifferently, the lower disciples of the seven factions couldn't help shouting, and the sound of threat was like a sea.

"This group of flies is very annoying, isn't it?" The voice of the owner of the blood pool came from the whirlpool, but he really only heard it and didn't see him.

was classified as a fly, and the decent camp couldn't help cursing. For a moment, there were many swords and murderous. Qiu Jiu was annoyed by their shouts, and the strong desire to kill that flashed several times was suppressed by him. The owner of the blood pool smiled and said, "Why do you suppress such a wonderful feeling? You didn't see it. Their faces were full of excitement at the thought of killing you. Why do you base other people's happiness on your own pain? Did you see it? The true face of this world is the law of the jungle. If you are strong, you can kill others. If you are weak, you can only be killed. Kill or be killed, which one do you want to do?

A red light flew out of the whirlpool and rushed into Qiu Jiu's body. Qiu Jiu only felt that the murderous desire in his heart was resurricious, and there was still time to suppress it in the future. A huge force pushed through it, and Qiu Jiu was suddenly thrown into the crowd of the seven factions.

"Exercism and defend the way, kill!" A white light flashed, which was the reflect of the moonlight on the body of the sword. Qiu Jiu only heard the sound of soldiers breaking the wind in all directions. When he couldn't think about it, his body flashed, and his right fist killed a Shaolin disciple extremely quickly and grabbed the ring knife in his hand.

With a knife in hand, I have it all over the world!

Qiu Jiu's heart rose a sense of confidence for no reason. Facing the sword forest that fell like a mountain, Qiu Jiu shouted, did not retreat, and plunged into the crowd. The red figure was like electricity and fog, inserting left and right in the crowd, and every time he waved the ring knife in his hand, he always had to harvest one or two lives. The decent disciple who besieged Qiu Jiu hated Qiu Jiu's teeth, but he desperately found that his own sword was cut on Qiu Jiu's blood and red armor, and he could not even see a white mark. And every time Qiu Jiu takes action, someone will always cry out and fall down. Under this dissipation, everyone was killed and scared out of fear. Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted, "Run!" The whole crowd suddenly dispersed.

This is like a battle between wolves and sheep. No matter how many sheep there are, how can they pose a threat to wolves?

As soon as the cultivation master floating in the air saw that Qiu Jiu seemed to be crazy, he chased and killed the escaped righteous fellows. Suddenly, his heart was angry. One of them scolded, "Dare the devil!" With a sword formula in his hand, the long sword behind him got out of its sheath and turned into a white light, straight to Qiu Jiu's murderous spirit.

There was a blood hydrated dragon in the blood pool, which swallowed the long sword in one bite. The strange voice came from the center of the blood pool vortex: "Hey hey hey, you guys who already have Yuanying's little miscellaneous hair, you'd better leave it for me obediently..." The real gray wolf slowly exposed its fangs...

Qiu Jiucai didn't have time to care about the end of that group of Yuanying practitioners. Although the ring knife in his hand has been killed by him, he has occupied his whole mind by the heart of killing at this time, with red eyes, and chasing a group of fleeing practitioners. Just after he solved several backward practitioners, he suddenly heard another annoying voice: "Wu Fang's evil is rampant here, eat my sword!"

Qiu Jiu didn't even want to think about it, and rushed to his face.

With a sound, after the sword was struck, the ring knife in Qiu Jiu's hand had been cut into two by the other party's long sword. The man's long sword crossed his chest and said loudly, "Bin your hands, I won't let you die!"

Qiu Jiu glanced at the other party, abandoned the ring knife in his hand, and asked, "Disciples of the Ye family? Who is under? Report a name and listen to it!"

"Ye Zhenchun, a disciple of the 16th generation of Ye Jiabao, and Ye Honglei, the first master."

The three words "Ye Honglei" were like magic, which suddenly made Qiu Jiu's suicide come out, and the fierce light in his eyes gradually faded away. Qiu Jiu stared at Ye Zhenchun for a long time. He hadn't even reached the Yuanying period. Is he an abandoned pawn? Qiu Jiu sneered and wanted to turn around and leave, but heard Ye Zhenchun shout coldly, " Stop! If you move again, I will take action!" Qiu Jiu suddenly asked, "There are not many people left in the second room, right?" The second room is a disciple of Ye Honglei's lineage.

Ye Zhenchun didn't expect that Qiu Jiu would have this question. He was slightly stunned, but saw that Qiu Jiu had flown into the air and flew deeper into the Thunder Valley.

"Master of the Yuanying period!" Ye Zhenchun stood on the spot.

The battle in Leihuang Valley is coming to an end. Due to the strong prohibition on the Temple of Heaven that the Leihuang should be robbed, the masters of the seven major schools can only use sea of tactics to attack the magic camp with swords like ordinary big-headed soldiers. The loyal Thor Forbidden Army, with the help of the demon master, defended the only way to the Temple of Heaven. This is the last position suitable for holding in Leihuang Valley. Both good and evil are killed in a group within a width of less than three meters. The person in front fell down, and the person behind him followed. Before the injured person could withdraw from the battle, he was pushed to the ground by the crowd behind him, and dozens of feet were stepped on. No matter who you are, after the crowd, it can only become a pool of meat on the ground.

With the repeated erosion of the disciples of the seven major factions, the casualties of the forbidden army at the Daokou became greater and greater, and the disciples of the seven factions finally stood firm in the Taoist entrance. Many people in the magic road saw that the situation was not good and had slipped backwards one by one. The most bloody and daredest demons to fight have been killed in the previous several battles. The remaining demons are all old fried dough sticks. Seeing that the situation is not good, they also began to leave their companions and retreat.

With this heart, the already precarious defensive front finally collapsed under another impact of the seven factions. The most elite Thor Forbidden Army in Thor Valley fled blindly like rabbits chased by wolves and dogs. The camp of the seven factions suddenly became powerful, and everyone raised their swords high, like a group of Shura evil spirits released from hell, crazily chasing and killing the scattered Thor Forbidden Army and demon gates.