With just a glance, the entire secret land cracked like fragile thin ice, and countless blood-colored tentacles emerged from the ground, madly devouring all living things!
"not good!"
Feng Jiu's eyes narrowed, and she pinched her fingers to activate the Jiuxiao Ring Pendant, forcibly resisting the erosion of the Blood Eye.
Zhang Xianzong's face was gloomy, the Yin-Yang Hehuan Bell was shaking wildly, and the Seven Emotions Demonic Sound turned into tangible sound waves.
He could only work together with Fengjiu again to barely block the attack from the Blood Demon Ancestor!
boom--
The two forces collided with the world-destroying blood light of the Blood Evil Ancestor, and the space of the entire secret realm was distorted!
"Sect Master Feng, now is not the time for internal strife!"
Fengjiu snorted coldly, but did not refute.
However, just at the moment when the residual soul of the Blood Evil Ancestor was temporarily restrained.
A hint of viciousness flashed in Zhang Xianzong's eyes!
He suddenly withdrew the magic sound of the Hehuan Bell, and a blood-colored thread flew out from his sleeve, wrapping around the blood-colored jade slip floating in the air like a poisonous snake!
"you--"
Fengjiu realized something was wrong, but she was already a step too late!
He never imagined that at such a critical moment, Zhang Xianzong would choose to trick her.
"Thank you for your help, Sect Master Feng. I will gladly accept this inheritance!"
Zhang Xianzong laughed wildly, grabbed the blood-colored jade slip, and his figure instantly turned into a blood shadow, tearing through the void and escaping into the distance!
"mean!"
Fengjiu shouted angrily and was about to chase after him when she suddenly looked up.
The residual soul of the Blood Demon Ancestor was completely furious!
"How dare an ant lay hands on my inheritance?!"
In the giant eye, endless bloody power gathered, and a ray of bloody light of destruction fell down, pointing directly in the direction where Zhang Xianzong escaped!
puff!
The void exploded, and Zhang Xianzong's figure was blasted out. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and half of his body was almost annihilated by the blood. The blood-colored jade slip in his hand almost fell out of his hand!
“Damn it!”
Zhang Xianzong's face turned pale. He didn't expect that even after he had escaped, the Blood Demon Ancestor didn't even look at Fengjiu and kept chasing him.
He forced himself to activate his secret technique and once again turned into a blood shadow to escape.
The Blood Demon Ancestor did not pursue, but slowly turned his giant eyes and locked onto Fengjiu.
"You're next!"
The bloody light of destruction gathered again, Fengjiu's face was solemn, and the divine power in her body was almost exhausted.
Desperate situation!
…
Under the blood-red sky, Zhang Xianzong covered half of his charred body and just wanted to leave the secret realm as soon as possible.
The blood-colored jade slip in his hand continued to emit a strange red light, as if it was sucking his blood.
"Damn it, this inheritance is actually backfiring on me?!"
He growled through gritted teeth, but there was a glint of madness in his eyes.
"I heard that as long as I inherit the blood evil ancestor's legacy, I can possess the power of the ancient gods. Then I will be the master of the Divine Court!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Three purple-gold divine thunderbolts fell from the sky without any warning, hitting him precisely three feet away, creating a bottomless thunder pit!
Zhang Xianzong looked up suddenly and saw Wei Xiang standing in the clouds, holding a still-burning Nine Heavens Thunder-Attracting Talisman between his fingertips.
Wei Xiang's eyes were like cold stars, and dozens of talismans of various colors were floating around him, like stars surrounding him.
"Hand over the inheritance."
Her voice was cold and there was no nonsense.
Even though they were thousands of miles apart, she naturally guessed that the inheritance must have fallen into Zhang Xianzong's hands.
Moreover, she saw at a glance that the jade slip in Zhang Xianzong's hand was emitting a terrifying bloody aura.
Zhang Xianzong sneered, a God-level being actually dared to stop him.
"Get out of here!"
He summoned up his spiritual strength, rang the Hehuan Bell, and a pink sound wave swept out!
A Xuanshui Heaven-Protecting Talisman flew out from Wei Xiang's sleeve and turned into a thousand-foot-high wave that swallowed up the sound waves.
If it were during the heyday of Zhang Xianzong, she would naturally not be his opponent.
But now that Zhang Xianzong has suffered a serious injury, she has a chance.
She clicked two fingers, and three Burning Sky Flame Dragon Talismans were activated. Three giant red flame dragons roared and swooped down!
"A trifle!"
Zhang Xianzong waved his sleeves to smash the fire dragon, but suddenly he groaned, and a transparent wind blade cut a bloody mark on his waist!
Formless Wind Killing Talisman Formation!
Having stayed with Li Lingge for so long, Wei Xiang naturally understood a little about the combination of talismans and formations.
Although she was not yet as flexible as Li Lingge, she had condensed the talisman fruit after all, so the talisman formation was not a difficult task for her.
“Ahem…”
Blood oozed from the corner of Zhang Xianzong's mouth, and he was horrified.
If he were in his prime, these talismans would not be able to hurt him at all.
But the attack from the Blood Demon Ancestor had damaged all his meridians, and even his spiritual consciousness began to dissipate.
Now he is like a tiger in a plain and being bullied by a dog, and even a God-level realm dares to attack him.
Unfortunately, there were no elders of the Hehuan Tantric Sect around, and he couldn't even find a helper.
"You're looking for death!"
Zhang Xianzong was furious, and the Hehuan Bell vibrated violently. Seven threads of love shot out from the bell like poisonous dragons emerging from the abyss!
Every thread of love was entangled with scarlet desire. Wherever it passed, the space was corroded with dark cracks, and even the spirit was polluted into a poisonous powder mist!
Wei Xiang's eyes turned cold, but she didn't retreat but advanced instead.
In order to achieve a quick victory, she had to reveal her identity at this moment.
God-killing Talisman!
The moment the talisman condensed, the entire world suddenly darkened.
With Wei Xiang as the center, the space within a thousand feet radius suddenly twisted and collapsed, forming a terrifying black sphere.
Inside the sphere, all matter began to disintegrate, rocks turned into powder, and trees decomposed into the most primitive spirit.
Even the seven threads of love shot out by Zhang Xianzong disintegrated the moment they touched the black ball.
"What?!"
Zhang Xianzong's pupils suddenly shrank and all the hairs on his body stood on end.
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