Legend of the Cultivation God - Chapter 5197

[5185 Repentance]

In just a few breaths, the bloodshot has reached the top of the vortex, but after hearing a thunder-like sound, “Crack…” The disciples of the Cai family and the Huang family were all wrapped up, “Ah ah ah…” The screams were born, and the bodies of these disciples of the noble family were twisted into flesh and blood and fell into the whirlpool!

“Not good!” Ye Xixiang was secretly startled, and hurriedly said loudly, “Yutong, you… what are you going to do?”

Yutong glanced at Ye Xixiang lightly and said, “Young Master Ye, what is your agreement with me? You don’t care what I’m waiting for, you do yours, I do mine, and you don’t have to interfere with each other! The disciple will definitely be unscathed!”

“Other young masters won’t take care of it!” Ye Xixiang said angrily, “Quickly release Fairy Hongxia! You didn’t say that you would hurt Fairy Hongxia’s life earlier. If you did, Master would definitely not. I will agree!”

Just talking, “Ah, ah …” Numerous screams sounded, more inspected swordsman’s flesh was shackled in this purple vortex, four huge purple swirls It seems that the grinding wheel is spinning, while the more disciples Jianxiu and the disciples of the fortune are minced and swallowed, and the purple gradually turns red!

“Fairy Hongxia’s life is not in the agreement between you and me!” Yutong looked at the Four Spirits Blood Curse with satisfaction, then glanced at Ye Xixiang again, and replied lightly, “Furthermore, the conditions of your previous troubles, I I also reluctantly agreed! Unfortunately, you didn’t persuade Fairy Hongxia, so I can only follow the original plan! But you can see that Yumou is the person behind the scenes, which is commendable! Then Yumou will not I’m thinking about another matter of changing the negotiation without authorization!”

The other thing Yutong said about changing the negotiation without authorization naturally refers to the movement of the Four Spiritual Blood Curses. At this time, the Four Spirits Blood Curses have been getting better and better under the urging of Yun Yuchong, and the previous crumbling has been stabilized. Straws of crystal awns protruding from the purple vortex turned into pure blood threads and rushed into the blood formation. In the void near the blood threads, various visions such as unspeakable ghost sounds and distorted illusions gradually emerged, making people look at it. You know the bloody array.

“Damn it!” Ye Xixiang roared, “Fairy Hongxia is the Taoist companion that the young master likes. Even if the young master tries to turn against you, the young master will save her!”

“Young Master Ye?” A blush appeared on Yutong’s face, whether it was because of excitement, or because the bloodshot under his body had begun to pour in, and his voice was a little high-pitched, “Are you going to be a treachery? people?”

“Not bad!” Ye Xixiang’s eyes also turned blood red, “I’d rather have a bad reputation than miss a chance to get a Taoist companion!”

There was a sneer in Yutong’s eyes, he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he closed his mouth again, raised his hand and pointed to the huge abyss where Fairy Hongxia had fallen before, and said lightly: “Young Master Ye, no Yumou underestimates you. With your second-rank Huajian strength, it’s not enough to see in front of Yumou! You can save yourself if you have the ability, but Yumou can talk ugly to the end. If you dare to save, don’t be afraid to save yourself. Take your life in.”

“This…” Ye Xixiang hesitated. After all, the four purple-red vortexes became more and more powerful, and they had already escaped the limit of the swordsman’s control. The snow tapir and the scorpion who were fighting together before were also disturbed by this celestial phenomenon. , no longer fighting, that dry scorpion tried his best to rush into the blood formation to find Xiao Mao! How dare Ye Xixiang take risks?

Yu Tong smiled and said: “Young Master Ye, let’s not talk about the previous matter, we have cooperated very well. After this matter, the strength of Yu and Junior Brother Yun will be improved to a higher level. Cooperation is more beneficial!”

Speaking of this, Yutong looked up at the distant mountain range. The place had returned to calm after the disciples of Fortune Sect, but at this time, some sword lights were revealed like broken stars. In the sky, The wind and clouds were also surging around, and it was obvious that another wave of wind and snow was about to come.

Yutong closed his eyes, looked at Ye Xixiang, and said meaningfully: “Besides, the Ye family’s plan is not here, why should Young Master Ye be entangled here? You might as well look farther, as the saying goes. There is no fragrant grass anywhere in the world, how could the young master hang himself on a tree with a crooked neck like Fairy Hongxia?”

Ye Xixiang pursed his lips, as if he was thinking about something. Yutong lowered his head to look at the great formation. The inside had become a sea of blood in the world. Most of the sword cultivators and the disciples of the Fortune Sect were twisted into blood and poured into the abyss along the vortex. , In addition to the blood plasma, hundreds of Ye Family disciples stood there in panic, facing the force of the will of heaven and earth, they were really like ants.

In addition to the disciples of the Ye family, there was someone who was struggling unexpectedly! This person is Xiao Mao. Although Xiao Mao is not strong enough and was injured by Ye Xixiang, he has the luxury of cultivating the bloodline of the village soul. Within the blood curse of the four spirits, he can rely on his mastery of the power of the bloodline. , can still resist the strangulation of the blood formation!

“Young Master Ye…” Yutong said half-jokingly and half-seriously, “Yu’s patience is limited, if the young master does not make up his mind, not only the hundreds of Ye disciples brought by the young master will stay in the sword formation. Inside, even the young master… will also be unable to protect himself. At that time, Yu Mou is afraid that it will not be easy to explain to the owner of the Ye family! Therefore, please think twice, and don’t waste the previous efforts. …”

“Okay!” Ye Xixiang finally bit his teeth and said, “In today’s matter, the young master will be considered a dumb loss…”

Yu Tong said coldly, “Young Master Ye is wrong! It was Yu who suffered two dumb losses!”

Ye Xixiang glared at Yutong, his body swayed, and rushed out of the blood formation. Yutong said a few words to Yun Ruochong, who was controlling the blood formation, but saw Yun Ruochong raised his eyes and looked at Ye Xi. Xiang, the blood-red eyes clearly showed unwillingness, but in the end, Yun Yuchong raised his hand and waved, “Brush…” The closed blood formation tore a gap of less than a few feet!

“Sorry!” Yun Yuchong said in a hoarse voice, “This sword formation is out of alignment, so Yun cannot control it as he wishes. Now he can only open such a small gap. I hope Young Master Ye will forgive me!”

“It’s easy to say!” Ye Young Master looked at the small gap, like a person standing under the city wall facing a dog hole. He was angry and didn’t have a special expression on his face. Said, “Disciple of the Ye family, go out with the young master!”

“Yes!” The disciple of the Ye family responded, and immediately found that the strength that had suppressed him had vanished. .

Ye Xixiang didn’t look at the crowd, turned his head into a sword light, and slammed into the gap that was not much bigger than a dog’s hole!

“Hahaha…” Seeing Ye Xixiang flying into the gap, Yun Richong burst into laughter, looked at Yutong and said, “Senior Brother Yu, my younger brother is really happy today, my younger brother has long been afraid to look at this fellow’s face… …”

Yutong smiled and said: “Today is just the beginning, I will only let the young master of the Ye family see our faces. After today, you and I will replace the blood of the true spirit with the blood of the holy spirit, and I will wait for a few more meditations. For a hundred years, any distraction can be expected. At that time, if you look at the entire Xiaoyu Continent, everything depends on your face, and everything today… is just dust ears!”

“Hahahaha…” Yun Richong laughed wildly in the sky, the flames all over his body turned bloody, the Yanlong Dharma body increased by three points again, and a fierce dragon was about to come out.

Yun Yuchong’s laughter ripples throughout the blood curse space, making it extra enchanting!

Yutong still had a smile at the corner of his mouth and watched quietly, but the corner of his eyes looked at his feet from time to time, and the power of those pure bloodlines became stronger and stronger.

“kill……”

“kill……”

“what……”

“Ow…”

Countless shouts and screams came from Zhong Haoran’s ears. These sounds not only stopped in Zhong Haoran’s ears, but also impacted Zhong Haoran’s conscience! Tear up Zhong Haoran’s heart all the time…

“Whoosh…” An inexplicable sword light swept across his armpit, pierced his protective sword light, penetrated deeply into his body, and a burning pain came from the wound, “Silk… “…” Zhong Haoran took a breath, the huge pain made his whole body tremble, but at the same time, a sense of redemption was born at this time, Zhong Haoran didn’t even lift his eyelids, he waved his left hand, and a crimson sword flew away. “Ah…” Another scream, the swordsman who attacked him was killed by this blow, Zhong Haoran staggered slightly, barely standing in mid-air. Looking left and right, the disciples of Fortune Sect and Sword Cultivation disciples were sparse, and the sword formation in the south of Xuntian City actually collapsed and chaotic under the attack of Fortune Gate.

Without any hesitation, Zhong Haoran grabbed the hilt of the flying sword that rushed into his body with his backhand, and grabbed it suddenly, “Pfft…” The blood splashed, Zhong Haoran pushed the sword element again, and a three-color sword light came from The wound gushed out to protect the wound.

“Am I wrong?” Zhong Haoran didn’t take another look at his injury, but lowered his head to look at the ground. The ground was still white just now, and now blood was splattered everywhere. Hundreds of thousands of sword cultivators and disciples of the fortune-telling sect The corpses were scattered everywhere. None of these corpses were intact. Some of them were staring helplessly at the sky. Although those eyes were indifferent, in Zhong Haoran’s eyes, he seemed to see himself directly. heart of!

“Is it worth doing this for the rise of the gate of creation?”

“Because I’m about to die, should I use the lives of these good fortune disciples to cleanse my unsure disciples?”

“I know that this Sky Survey City may be a bait, why should I bet on it?”

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