Chapter 219 Jiuli

Sure enough, under the siege of the nine martyrs, the man's momentum gradually fell from the beginning, and his spiritual power was not as strong as before. Although the nine martyrs also had different degrees of damage, compared with the young man, he still had an obvious advantage.

At this moment, the young man seemed to be more and more powerless. On the one hand, he had to resist the intensive attack of martyrs, and on the other hand, he had to protect the unarmed mortals behind him from the disciples of the Taoist sect. In this way, his pressure was absolutely not light. The young man retreated under the tide of attacks and hugged him tightly. Ordinary people seemed to have lost their hearts. Women held their children tightly, and tears spilled down like broken threads.

Among mortals, there is only a thin old man who has fallen into a desperate situation, but he is still not in a hurry. His old eyes have no trace of panic. Under the black and thin skin are high cheekbones. The folds on his forehead indicate the age of the old man. After time and vicissitudes of life, the old man It has become the only support for people.

The thin body stood in the front of the crowd, and its back was a little bent, but it looked so strong and unyielding at this moment. As the old man greeted the crowd behind him to retreat, the old and cloudy eyes stared at the young man who was fighting hard. The old man's calmness and calmness made Jiachen dark I admire it.

"Ji Jie, such pure blood is really good food. Today, I must suck up this boy's blood." A martyr made a strange laugh while attacking, and his eyes hidden under the black robe emitted a feverish light.

The situation of the young man has taken a sharp turn. Finally, when a sharp arrow condensed from black fog penetrated the man's shoulder, at the moment when the man was injured, the disciples of the three basic groups of the Taoist sect broke through the man's defense, and several martyrs took the lead in rushing ahead and shouted. He rushed to the unarmed mortals, and the old man who had never been afraid became the first prey.

"The patriarch!" Suddenly, the people behind the old man exclaimed and rushed forward one by one to protect the old man.

"Go back and protect the children of our Jiuli people! We must not let the Jiuli people become extinct!" The old man roared angrily at the person rushing to him, "We must continue our Jiuli clan!"

At the moment when people were stunned, the three martyrs who rushed over first came to the old man. The dark fog gradually covered the light source. Seeing that the magic claws were about to run through the old man's chest, the old man did not retreat at all.

"The patriarch!"

"Grandpa!"

The desperate shouts mixed with the sound of crying permeated the desert. Seeing that the old man's black and thin face had shown despair, at this critical moment, they only heard a whistow from the edge of the sky, and everyone only felt a flower in front of them, a red rush like a flying fairy outside the sky, poof. Continuously, blood columns spewed out from the necks of the martyrs without warning. The red blood fell on the desert in the sunlight. The old man, known as the patriarch, opened his eyes wide and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief and could not react for a moment.

The red wheel of blood moon was like a tiger entering the sheep. The wanton reapers sacrificed the lives of the disciples of the Taoist sect, and blood columns rose to the sky. Such shocking scenes were blood sprayed on the old man's face, and he never reacted.

When the wheel of the blood moon drew a beautiful arc and returned to Jiachen's hand, at the same time, a big black seal fell from the sky, like a towering mountain, but in a flash, with a "boom" sound, the black seal covered the earth, and suddenly dozens of disciples of the Taoist sect In an instant, he was crushed into meat mud and left the world forever.

All this happened in an instant, but it caused a drastic change in the form of the whole battlefield. Even the young man who was fighting fiercely and the nine martyrs stopped at the same time. When the nine martyrs wanted to stop Jia Chen, it was too late. Nearly 200 disciples of the Taoist disciples all died and blood moon. Under the wheel and the seal of the demon town.

"This..." The old man stared at the cold teenager standing in the sky in black, and suddenly burst into tears. "God doesn't want my Jiuli clan to perish, God doesn't want my Jiuli clan to perish!"

The old man's crying infected the clan behind him. Tears of gratitude came out of the eyes of the Jiuli clan, shouting the words of "Jiuli clan" for salvation. Some people even knelt on the ground and kept muttering in their mouths.

It was completely different from the reaction here, and then the nine martyrs suddenly became angry. Looking at the disciples of the sacrificial sect who instantly turned into hundreds of cold corpses under their feet, the angry flames spewed out from under the black robe and was about to attack, but when they saw the person coming, they actually took a breath at the same time. Qi.

"The demon body is actually the blood of the devil!" A martyr looked at Jia Chen standing in the air and suddenly exclaimed.

"Jie Jie, if we don't go to find the demon body, the demon body will come to the door by itself, and let me see where the magic of the demon body is."

"Jie Jie, it is indeed the blood of the devil, just let me taste the blood of this demon blood, which is definitely a great tonic!"

The reactions of the nine martyrs were different, some were surprised, and some were greedy in their eyes, but there is no doubt that at this moment, Jiachen has become a beautiful food in their eyes.

Jiachen looked coldly at the nine martyrs and had nothing to say in the face of sacrificing Taoism. The sacrificial sect is not only the enemy of the thirteen sects, but also the enemy of the whole Tianguangxing. Although Jiachen does not know the so-called Jiuli clan, no matter who encounters such things, there is a reason to take action.

Jiachen did not find that when the Jiuli youth over there heard that Jiachen was the blood of the demon, the complex look in his eyes was that Jiachen did not notice, and there was no surprise or doubt. The complex emotion was difficult to explain clearly.

"You pestered the three martyrs who have been injured on the left, and leave the rest to me." Secretly transmitted to the young man, regardless of whether the young man understood what Jia Chen meant. The next moment, Jia Chen, with red eyes turned into a rapid light, accompanied by the sound of the void, rushed to the center of the martyr general.

At the same time, the young man of the Jiuli clan also got a message from Jia Chen. Almost at the same time, the young man once again hit the three less powerful martyrs on the left and asked him to deal with the three martyrs.

Seeing that Jia Chen suddenly fell into trouble, the nine martyrs were not reckless people. In the face of the blood of the demon, they did not dare to take it lightly. They only heard a few low shouts, and suddenly the fluffy black fog erupted out and wrapped Jia Chen, trying to weaken Jia Chen's strength by relying on the corrosion of the black fog.

But they didn't know that the unique corrosion characteristics of the sacrificial sect had no effect on Jiachen. Seeing that the black fog condensed into a ball, they were about to wrap Jiachen in it. A martyr even had time to speak, and the proud look on his face solidified forever, and suddenly a bright light was like a sword. He broke the black pupa directly, and a strong wind swept across the world, locking it like a giant cone. The martyr even returned to the organizational defense of the future. He only heard the sound of tearing, and the martyr's chest was directly penetrated by the wheel of the blood moon.

While the wheel of the blood moon rushed out of the black chrysalis, Jia Chen's body also turned into a rapid shooting light and appeared in front of another martyr. His steel-like fist hit the magic weapon sacrificed by the martyr in a hurry. The treasure has been sacrificed, but it is useless. It is endless like a river and sea. The fist condensed by the horrible spiritual power was like an irresistible mountain. He only heard a loud noise, and even the heaven and the earth shook it. The magic weapon of the martyr was also broken, and the whole person flew straight out. Jia Chen was also seriously injured.

In an instant, he killed two martyrs, and Jia Chen's amazingness turned into the nightmare of other martyrs. In the face of Jia Chen's magnificent spiritual power far beyond his own strength, Jia Chen was like a ten-thousand-year-old rock in their eyes, never moving.

The wheel of blood moon raged, and the divine seal of Tianmo Town was suppressed again and again, as if to crush the whole earth, and Jiachen's own body was like an invincible sharp weapon. In the face of the crazy attack of the rest of the martyrs, Gachen never stopped his killing and defense of the divine seal of Tianmo Town. Under the conversion, the wheel of blood moon and Jia Chen's arm penetrated the body of a famous martyr again and again.

"Why does the demon body... have such a strong spiritual power!" The last sentence said by the martyr general, in doubt, the martyr watched the column of blood drown himself, and his body finally became cold.

The desert full of yellow sand has been soaked with blood at this moment. The desert is silent. Only the sound of the wind sets off so desolate. Everyone looked at Jia Chen like a killing god in a daze and couldn't speak for a sound.

"I, Li Wen, on behalf of the whole Jiuli ethnic group, would like to express my sincere thanks to you!" The thin old man walked to Jia Chen and bowed respectfully to Jia Chen. The old and hoarse voice said loudly. The old man's eye sockets were very deep, and there were only three taels left in a row of teeth, but Jia Chen saw the perseverance created by the years from the thin old man.