"Yan Rong, stop it. Even if you escape this world, can you escape the entire Vast Sea? The entire Immortal Realm? The Immortals in the Immortal Realm, Jade Immortals, Golden Immortals, Daluo Jinxians, Semi-Saints, can you... capture them?"

Youquan’s words made Yanrong’s eyes red again.

The sharp teeth bit tightly, and the red silk threads waving around became even more crazy.

How could he not know this!

But the Meteorite Flame Realm is different from other realms, and the Flame Insects are even more...

The moment the blood-colored monster descended, he clearly felt that the life core on which their Fire Insect Clan depended for survival was trembling!

They, the Fire Insect Clan... to a certain extent, share 80% of the same power with those blood-colored monsters!

The bloody monsters that were slain by all realms, things that even the Immortal Realm would not tolerate...

Especially since he has already embarked on this path, no one will give him the opportunity to choose.

Plus, they can become a great tonic for these things, and even constantly mutate under the state of mutual attraction...

Youquan trembled violently and met Yanrong's eyes that could not see into the abyss.

"Today, I must fight my way out!"

His life span is almost over, so he has hope of ascending to the sky. Even if thousands of bones are withered and he has to step on others, he will still climb up!

"kill!"

Yan Rong suddenly jumped up and soared into the sky.

Xu Yan's pupils suddenly shrank. That was the source of the entire Pankong Realm Breaking Formation. He must not let it rush out, otherwise the Pankong Realm...

"Stop him! At all costs!"

The vengeful spirits and bloody evil spirits born from the ground shook the barriers of the major cities.

Looking at the various forms of vengeful spirits and bloody evil spirits that emerged from the mist, the monks couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

"How could...how could there be so many vengeful blood spirits?!"

"Hurry! Send a distress signal to the seniors!"

Ordinary cultivators are absolutely at a disadvantage when facing things like vengeful spirits and blood evil spirits, and it is very difficult to kill them. Unless there is no resentful or evil energy around to provide them with, they will have hope of destroying them.

But where is this place? They have seen those corpses before.

Signals for help were lit above each city, but the black air rising into the sky still did not wait for the rescue of the predecessors.

Some monks couldn't help but understand that their predecessors might have encountered some difficult problems themselves.

The black light in the sky became thicker and thicker, covering half of the sky in the Pankong Breaking Realm.

With the bloody evil energy of the resentful spirits of the entire Pankong Realm as nourishment, Yan Rong's strength has far exceeded the Tribulation Crossing Stage and even reached the level of a Half-Step Immortal.

At a high level, even a slight difference in cultivation makes a world of difference!

"Bang!"

A monk in the combined state was hit and flew backwards, blood splattering.

The increasingly strong power of the bloody evil spirits around made it almost impossible for everyone to see the road ahead and the people around them.

The formation was temporarily messed up, giving Yan Rong an opportunity to take advantage of, and there were several more screams.

Emperor Yao Hua listened to the screams coming from all around him, his eyes bloodshot.

"Yan Rong! Even if I explode and my soul shatters into pieces today, I will bury you here!"

Feeling the strong wind blowing from the side, Huo Shen swung Kunyun in his hand violently.

Several thin threads coming back towards him broke.

The figure rushing forward suddenly stopped, and he felt a slight heat coming from the storage space.

He quickly probed with his spiritual sense and his gaze rested on the things that Shen Qingyi had given him. The faint light was actually quite dazzling at this moment.

Huo Shen noticed that there was something strange in the jade box.

He took a quick look and his pupils shrank immediately.

A flute that looks like jade but is not jade is emitting a red light at this moment. That breath... is the breath of righteousness!

The red light of the jade flute gradually became dazzling. It turned out to be the three magical treasures that Shen Qingyi had obtained.

The magical weapon of destiny lit up when it met Huo Shen, which also caught Shen Qingyi's attention at that time.

But some things are hard to say, and she doesn't know the original owner of the jade flute or his story.

Since Yuxiao had chosen its master and chosen its destined person, Shen Qingyi also gave him to Huo Shen.

Apart from the jade flute, the few fruits placed in the box next to it were also quite eye-catching.

This was the first time Huo Shen had seen this thing, but he was not an ignorant person.

There is a Tianyuan Star Fruit preserved in the treasure house of the Immortal Alliance.

That girl actually gave him three.

He had no time to think at this moment. The heat of the jade flute made Huo Shen subconsciously take it out of the space.

"boom!"

“Sizzle!”

The red light of the jade flute is not dazzling, it can even be said to be soft.

The silk threads surrounding Huo Shen instantly retreated in fear.

The pain from the suddenly retreating silk thread also attracted Yan Rong's attention. When he saw what Huo Shen was holding in his hand, his pupils shrank.

What is that?

The feeling of fear coming from the silk thread is real.

Huo Shen also understood instantly.

"Everyone! This thing is as evil as anything else! If you have any holy weapons, you can use them to fight it!"

Huo Shen's words shocked some of the cultivators present.

Are holy objects, whether from Taoism, Buddhism, the devil, or anything else, so easy to obtain?

Even if there is, ordinary monks will hide it for fear of any damage.

At this moment, Huo Shen was holding Kunyun in his right hand and Yuxiao in his left hand, moving quickly through the silk threads.

The thread actually emitted a sharp scream like a living thing.

Some monks no longer hesitated.

Yan Rong watched the monks taking things out one by one, and the expression on his face became ferocious again without control.

However, there were many monks present, and there were some holy objects and even some weapons. As their owners had been practicing for many years, they all had some different auras on them, which also had an effect on the blood evil spirit nearby, and naturally on Yan Rong as well.

Yan Rong had not expected that after merging with the blood-colored monster, he would become like an evil creature and be afraid of these things.

Once the fatal weakness was exposed, Yan Rong's advantage was instantly reduced.

Countless silk threads were cut again, and Yan Rong's face became extremely ferocious.

"You guys forced me to do this! You guys forced me to do this!"

The furious Yan Rong had already lost some of his mind. In addition, the blood-colored energy in his body was churning and he didn't know how to release it. Now the evil spirit's bloody aura was added again, and black mist continued to seep out of his pair of dark eyes.

"Ugh! Get up! Get up!"

The silk thread stretched out, and crackling sounds came from the ground again. The vengeful spirits controlled by the silk thread were like puppets.

The wind was raging, and sand and stones were flying all over the sky.

Some monks were so overwhelmed that they couldn't even stand.

The guards at the city gate have been replaced several times in succession. With such a big commotion, the city's formation is consumed too quickly, and it is very difficult for the monks who control the formation. The rapid consumption of spiritual power and consciousness makes some monks look pale.

"Quick! Quick! The formation is about to collapse!"