Chapter 177 Blood Gate

[Two-in-one chapter, you know... There are a lot of things to do today, the update is late, please forgive me...

In the grove outside Chicheng, Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie are hiding in the dense bushes, looking solemnly at the messy Chicheng in the distance.

At this time, Chicheng can be described as tragic. The ground outside the gate is densely full of traces of magic bombardment. A mutilated, blood-stained body is scattered. Some of the nearby trees around are also broken and smoking.

Even the gate cast by black iron has a big hole. The thin layer of forbidden ethereal light above the sky was also missing at this time. More than a dozen bloody disciples in black and red clothes are patrolling down the gate at this time.

Looking at the huge Tianju Peak behind Chicheng, Xiao Heng couldn't help but be shocked. At this time, Zhufeng was completely shrouded in a layer of translucent blood-red spiritual light. Through this blood-red translucent spiritual light, you can faintly see that there is also a layer of colorful spiritual light prohibition.

Xiao Heng frowned. After pondering for a moment, he turned his head and said to Ling Kudie beside him, who was trying her best to suppress the yin qi all over his body, "Senior, it seems that Chicheng has been lost. Fortunately, the mountain protection array of Tian Zhufeng is strong, and now Tian Zhufeng has not been broken. We need to go to Tian Zhufeng, get in touch with them, and then learn something.

Ling Kudie nodded silently when he heard the words, and then looked at several bloody disciples who were patrolling outside the gate in the distance. The green light flashed in his eyes, and a strong divine thought swept out in an instant. It hit more than a dozen people who didn't feel it.

Then, these more than a dozen monks, who were only in the late stage of the spiritual realm, stood on the spot in an instant and lost their breath.

Xiao Heng stared, and after muttering "powerful" in his mouth, his body flashed and shot straight at that place.

Seeing the appearance of the dead butterfly, the willow eyebrows frowned slightly. After snorting in his nose, his figure was also blurred and appeared beside Xiao Heng. Then he grabbed Xiao Heng's shirt on his back, and the black fog under his feet immediately disappeared in place. A faint white line was faintly visible, and it flashed into Chicheng.

Xiao Heng couldn't help smiling bitterly, and Xiao Heng thought that his escape was not slow. However, in the eyes of Lingshidie, Xiao Heng's windless escape is clumsy like a bastard. When Ling Kudie took Xiao Heng to escape, he muttered with great dissatisfaction, "How can you save people like a turtle?"

Although Xiao Heng wants to say, "Have you ever seen my turtle so fast?" However, considering the cultivation of Lingkudie in the middle of the mirror, Xiao Heng decided to shut up.

He was taken into the Red City by the withered butterfly, but Xiao Heng was stunned. In the originally prosperous Chicheng, the streets were patrolled by bloody monks at this time, and almost no Sanxiu appeared in Xiao Heng's sight.

When Xiao Heng was wondering, dozens of red flying knives with arms suddenly appeared out of thin air dozens of feet in front of him, and shot straight at Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly holding Xiao Heng.

As soon as the withered butterfly raised its eyebrows, it flashed to the left with Xiao Heng's figure, and passed by the dense red flying knife.

However, Xiao Heng turned his head and saw dozens of red flying knives that almost passed by him. After turning in the air, he shot at the two of them. At this time, there was blood on it, and the speed was a little faster.

"Be careful, seniors, the back..." Xiao Heng's face changed greatly. This is obviously a set of flying knives, and it is obviously a spiritual weapon. The man who controls the flying knife must also be a strong man.

Without Xiao Heng's reminder, Lingkudie has been found for a long time. With a shake of his right hand, the big flag wrapped in ghost fog immediately appeared in the hands of the dead butterfly. After facing a little above the big flag, a huge ghost head quickly condensed out.

The ghost's head opened its mouth and sprayed, and a terrible strong wind immediately sprayed out of the ghost's mouth. Like countless blades, the red flying knives that were shot like a fart worm were all bounced off at once.

After doing this, the withered butterfly kept in shape and swept in the direction of Tian Zhufeng again.

At this time, a young man's voice sounded: "I don't know which master came to offend me. This place has been occupied by my bloody door. Please explain your intention. As soon as the words fell, a blue shadow flashed, and a demonic teenager in a light blue brocade robe appeared more than a hundred feet in front of the withered butterfly. In front of him, ninety-nine and eighty-one red flying knives were suspended at this time.

"I'm here to make trouble for Tianzhuzong. I heard that your blood gate is also looking for Tianzhuzong's stubble, so let's join in the fun." Xiao Heng looked at the breath of the people, and suddenly his heart was awe of awe. He narrowed his eyes and said with a smile to the people.

This seemingly extremely young teenager turned out to be a master in the late Yuan Dynasty. Xiao Heng was an old monster with good face at first glance.

When the young man in blue heard the words, he frowned and said faintly, "Tianzhuzong has our bloody door to 'find trouble'. Let's leave quickly. I won't pursue the crime of trespassing into Chicheng."

Hearing this, Ling Kudie snorted coldly and said, "A monk from Yuanjing also dares to stand in my way. More than a hundred thousand years ago, the people who dared to stand in my way, without the cultivation in the later stage of the heavenly mirror, were all scattered on the spot. Today, you also have to be lost.

After the words of Lingshu Butterfly, the yin qi that had been suppressed all over the body was released in an instant. A horrible breath that trembled the whole Chicheng immediately swept wildly in all directions on Ling Kudie. A strong black cloud, at this time, seemed to be attracted by some force, condensed in all directions, like the end of the world, covering nearly half of the Red City.

Because the Lingshu butterfly does not have the "Tianluo tablet" at this time, the strong yin qi of the ghost cultivation on its body, no matter how much it is suppressed, it is obvious. Try your best to suppress the breath. At most, it makes the cultivation look like a low-level monk. But that yin qi is real. Otherwise, the blue monk in front of him may find Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie.

The spirit withered butterfly trembled again, and a terrible atmosphere like the birth of the ancient ghost king swept the whole Chicheng in an instant. In Chicheng, almost all the monks felt a trace of depression in their hearts.

At this time, Xiao Heng's heart trembled, but he couldn't help but smile bitterly. Originally, I planned to sneak in, but now it seems that it may not be realistic.

And the young man in blue in front of him also retreated with a crazy face. Who would have thought that one of the two low-level monks he casually met was actually a heavenly mirror ghost. Anyone can be scared to death.

"Do you want to run?" Seeing this, Ling Kudie waved his hand, and the ghost flag that had been hovering above his head immediately shot at the young man in blue who was retreating wildly.

The young man in blue saw this and his eyes were awe-sed. Peach blossom flying knife." Wave your hands forward. The ninety-eighty-one flying knife was a strange trajectory like a peach blossom, hanging towards the ghost flag that shot wildly.

There was a cold in the eyes of the withered butterfly, pinching the formula with one hand, and also shouted softly in his mouth: "Illness."

On the ghost flag that bombarded away with the eighty-one flying knives, there was a strong black gas immediately. In an instant, it condensed into a ball on the periphery of the ghost flag.

"Puff, Puff..." The next moment, with a soft sound, the sharp flying knife instantly plunged into the thick black fog.

The young man in blue turned pale, and there was a trace of blood on the corners of his mouth. His eyes were full of horror and looked at his withered butterfly in the distance as if he were looking at the dead.

At this time, the thick black fog shrouded in the outside of the ghost flag was a flying knife that was burning a green spiritual fire.

After swallowing the blood in his mouth, the young man in blue stared at the ghost flag coming towards him, and made a magic seal with his hands.

"Blood magic skill." With a shout, the face of the young man in blue turned red, and mysterious runes instantly appeared on the palms and face of his clothes. A mouth, a gray magic gas, spewed out of its mouth in an instant. Like an arrow, it met the ghost flag surrounded by ghost fog.

"Huh? It turned out to be a magic cultivation, and it was really hidden. When the dead butterfly saw this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At this time, the arrow-like magic air spewed out of the mouth of the young man in blue also collided with the ghost flag surrounded by the ghost fog of the withered butterfly.

"Puff." A silent shock wave instantly came out of two different energy collision points and scratched the surrounding buildings. Almost all the buildings around it within a hundred feet have become ruins at this moment.

The magic gas has dissipated invisible at this time. As for the ghost flag of the withered butterfly, the ghost fog on it was also scattered. And the ontology has also been taken back by the withered butterfly.

At this time, those low-level disciples of Bloody Men also rushed over when they heard the news. Looking at the three people in the sky, they all dared not approach and stood seven or eight feet away and watched from afar.

A few dazzling escapes, with a strong breath, also shot here at this time. Standing beside the young man in blue, he stared at Ling Kudie and Xiao Heng with an unkind face.

"Wow~~Wow~~ I don't know what's the matter with the seniors coming? At least I'm also the elder of the Blood Gate. The seniors take action as soon as they meet. Aren't you afraid of causing the siege of my Blood Gate? The young man in blue gasped and said coldly to the withered butterfly in the distance.

As soon as the young man in blue finished speaking, an old man who had just arrived next to him immediately asked him respectfully, "Everly Elder Moon, what's going on? Is that man really a Sky Mirror monk?" After saying that, he looked suspiciously at the gloomy and withered butterfly all over his body.

The one who is called the elder of the moon is the big elder moon. I don't know where to learn magic skills, which makes the suzerain of the bloody devil also be afraid.

At this time, asked by the old man beside him, Yue Kill did not answer, but still stared at the withered butterfly from afar with solemn vigilance, and did not dare to relax at all.

At this time, Ling Kudie said with frost on his face: "It is said that living people do not stand in the way of ghosts. No matter what my intention is, if you are in my way today, I will definitely kill you here."

A middle-aged monk next to Yueling, dressed in black cloth and wearing a cloak, heard the words, but he looked unhappy and said disdainfully to the withered butterfly: "Well, although you are a Tianjing monk, we not only have a large array here, but also nearly 20 Yuanjing strong men. How dare you be arrogant here? I'm really tired of living.

Yue Yan immediately flashed his anger in his eyes when he heard the words. He turned his head and slapped the middle-aged monk in a bamboo hat, and screamed the monk and flew more than 40 feet before falling to the ground.

"It's you who are tired of living. If you want to die, don't drag me to death." Yueling didn't seem to feel relieved enough. At the same time, he bombarded a fireball at the place where the monk fell. The middle-aged monk in a bamboo hat almost completely exposed his own strength. How could he not let Yueling be so angry?

Seeing this, the blood monks around him swallowed their saliva secretly and did not dare to say a word. Although the cultivation of Yue Kill is in the late Yuan Dynasty, it is enough to fight against three or four monks of the same level. Not only his magic skills, but also his rich combat experience. The victory of this bloody evil gate attack on Tianzhuzong is mainly due to the existence of moon killing.

When the withered butterfly heard the words, it gradually narrowed its eyes, and its heart was also secretly alerted. Large arrays are generally extremely powerful. The dead butterfly doesn't want to overturn the boat in the gutter.

Looking left and right, Xiao Heng also calculated in his heart. After passing a message to Lingkudie, Xiao Heng's hand trembled quietly.

Ling Kudie took a look at Xiao Heng and nodded gently. Seeing this, Xiao Heng's hand hidden in the sleeve robe immediately came out. A silvery seal is gradually being stimulated.

"Let you taste the eight wild fiery charms." Xiao Heng shouted and immediately threw the seal into the sky. Then he opened the protective light with the withered butterfly at the same time.

"Huh? Eight wild fire charms, no, let the low-level disciples escape into the ground. No, there is a ban on the ground. Let's escape quickly. The farther the better. When the old man around Yue Kill heard the words, he immediately changed his face and shouted loudly to some spiritual and mysterious disciples who were still staring around.

The purple bloodthirsty fire of these eight wild fire charms can burn all the people and animals with a radius of thousands of feet. Even if the monk is stained with a little poisonous fire, he will be immediately entangled by fire poison. Lightly, the meridians will burn, and the cultivation will be useless. If it is heavy, the soul will be scattered and will not enter the reincarnation.

But because the scope of the cover is too wide, the power of this spiritual charm is insufficient. Basically, the monks above the Yuanjing can almost resist the power of the eight wild fire charms. At this time, several elders of the Bloody Gate here are all cultivation above Yuanjing. However, those low-level disciples who are seven or eight hundred feet away can't resist this wild fire charm.

Although the old man reminded him early, those low-level disciples didn't seem to be so clever. Everyone was stunned in the distance and at a loss. Only a few low-level monks who saw something was wrong began to fly away into the distance.

At this time, the power of the eight wild fire charms was also completely stimulated. However, before that, Ling Kudie took out the green cloud fairy mat and disappeared from everyone's sight with Xiao Heng.

A little purple first appeared on the seal, with the burning of the seal. A huge and fierce purple fire swept around in an instant like the wind in the cold winter.

From a distance, it looks like a hot purple cloud, spreading and opening in an instant, which is extremely fing.

Seeing this situation, Yue Jian and other Yuanjing monks immediately opened the protective light, and then slowly landed on the ground.

And the low-level disciples of the bloodshed family who saw this scene in the distance were so scared that they were pale. One by one, they began to escape in the distance.

However, their escape speed is much slower than the speed of the spread of the bloodthirsty fire. Before they escape, they were swallowed up by the bloodthirsty fire that covered the sky and the earth.

A sad scream kept ringing in the red city in an instant.

After a long time, the bloodthirsty fire was extinguished. Yue killed suppressed his anger and ordered the strong people around him, "Go and inform the suzerain that you send someone to focus on the treatment of the injured disciples. You, you, and you, go with me to see what those two want to do." After the arrangement, Yue Yan immediately sacrificed the light with the other four strong men in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty, and chased them in the direction of the disappearance of Lingde Butterfly and Xiao Heng. And this direction is exactly the direction of Tian Zhufeng.

At this time, Xiao Heng and Ling Ku Die have been outside the blood-red spiritual light prohibition outside Tian Zhuzong.

After carefully looking at this blood-red spiritual light for a long time, Xiao Heng frowned and asked, "Senior, can you break this thing? This prohibition seems to be very powerful.

Ling Kudie nodded and said, "It's really powerful, but it seems to be a ban on the inside. Externally, it doesn't seem to be good."

Xiao Heng was happy to hear the words and asked, "Senior, do you mean we can go in?"

Lingkudie raised her eyebrows and said, "It's easier to go in, but difficult to get out."

Lingkudie paused, as if she thought of something extremely angry, and said again, "Well, if I hadn't been worried about what powerful formations they have arranged, I could have killed them first and then rescued them."

Xiao Heng frowned when he heard the words and said, "Senior, it's not safe for us to go first and stay here."

The withered butterfly was hesitating, but suddenly saw the five fierce escapes coming from the distance. After meditating for a moment again, the withered butterfly finally gritted its teeth and slapped on the red spiritual light.

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