Although the crazy attacks of insects and pigs cannot be fatal in a short time, they are a good way to break the formation. No one can watch these ugly things sting on them. The magic practice is better, and there are various range-based magic to block and destroy them, such as fire-type spells or water-types.

But the sword cultivator is not good, as strong as Li Ji. He was so fast that he was forced into a mess in the Nine Palace Realm by bees, not to mention these Linglong sword cultivators who only seek great power and have poor basic skills. Therefore, flashing is their only choice, and as soon as they escape, the formation will be split in an instant.

With this opportunity, the Tianlang monk rushed forward, Lan Yi rushed in front. He was still very careful. Before he could reach the sedan chair, he opened the Blood River barrier. In the blink of an eye, the blood mist that was over a hundred feet widened, and Lan Yi disappeared in it. The next moment, the Blood River Realm enveloped the sedan chair, becoming more and more rich and sticky.

No sword cultivator dared to enter the Blood River Realm, because they were blind and deaf inside. Their only way was to constantly cast flying swords at the Blood River, but how could they hit the Blue Itch, which had already turned into blood? This is the power of the Blood River. If you cannot find your true body, all attacks are useless.

Soon, the sword cultivators could not even attack the Blood River. The surviving Tianlang monks and two insect cultivators began to attack them. Without Li Ji's existence, twenty sword cultivators fought against sixteen, and seven Tianlang monks quickly fell into a state of slaughtering themselves.

The Linglong monks on the outside also discovered the changes in the sedan chair, but under the entanglement of the Tianlang people led by Qin Ju, it was difficult to break through the system. Occasionally, those who rushed in were also killed by a bow and arrow.

The firewood, Gao Ge of the Sect of the Gods, the spiritual weapon in his hand, the god-like bow, the alien riding beast bat under his crotch, came and went without a trace, and was like a ghost. A monk would fall to the ground at the sound of the bow; his fighting method was exactly the same as that of Li Ji, and such a monk was very terrifying in group battles.

The situation was temporarily stalemate, but the disadvantages of the sword cultivators were obvious. As time passed, the sword cultivators fell one by one, and the balance quickly tilted towards the Tianlang monk, leaving Li Ji not much time.

Lan Yang did not start to capture Ah Hui. It was not that he didn't want to, but that he could not. Before killing the sword cultivator, he could not be distracted by it. There was priority and the matter was more important than robbing the bride. It was his life.

Those fearful Tianlang people did not lie. This sword cultivation is very extraordinary.

He was not afraid of his blood river. Not only did he follow in, but he also killed two Tianlang partners under his nose. But he had no good way to deal with him. The blood river cultivator actually had no choice but to take advantage of his opponent in his blood river. Will anyone believe this if he said it?

But that's the truth.

Lan Yang brought seven Tianlang monks into the inner circle. The two insect cultivators' insects were not suitable for moving in the Blood River, so they stayed outside to deal with the sword cultivators. One was injured by accident and stayed outside. There were four Tianlang monks who entered the Blood River. Lan Yang opened their shared vision for them, but even so, two of them were still killed inexplicably.

This man came and went freely in the Blood River Realm, and his blood river was not restricted by him. Judging from his reactions, judgments, and actions, his spiritual consciousness was unobstructed in the Blood River. What's even more terrifying is that the way this man sets his sword is so familiar, which is very different from the Linglong Sword Cultivator!

In order to kill this person, dozens of demons in Lan Yip chased and bitten them, and the two Tianlang partners also blocked them from each other. The attacks of such intensity were all broken by the sword cultivator's flying sword. This scene reminded him of the Qingkong sword spirit he encountered in Linglong Tower. Except for the few black and white fat fat man, everything else was no different.

Compared with the confidence I was when I came, the more I was killing my heart, the more anxious I was, the more I was dragging my heart, the cooler I was.

When Li Ji saw the blood river monk, he couldn't help laughing. Things in the world were so wonderful. The man he and Ajiu scared away in Linglong Tower three years ago actually appeared in front of him again. He was an old friend, but he didn't know how much he had grown?

So he followed up with the Blood River without any scruples and slapped Lengzi to kill two followers, but it would take time to break the Blood River Realm.

It was not that Ajiu could walk through the blood river like walking on flat ground when he told him about the secret of crossing the blood river; every skill that leads to the road has its profound and unfathomable features. Just relying on the four melody taught by Ajiu, he wanted to kill the blood river invincible. This idea is very ignorant and childish.

Li Ji was very restrained in Lei Xiu because he experienced millions of lightning strikes in the Nine Realms, and his experience was the accumulation of blood and sweat; but he had only theoretical knowledge of defeating the enemy, but he had little practice, so he needed time to slowly adapt and search.

The four-sentence formula is very effective, but Lan Yip is not stupid either. His real body is constantly changing positions in the blood river and blood drops. This is the instinct of a blood river monk; Li Ji is still far from using the formula skillfully, so whenever he finally figures out the true body of Lan Yip, the other party has often transferred it, and he has to search again.

Fortunately, the proficiency is increasing, and the speed of finding the true body of a monk is getting faster and faster, and the time is getting shorter and shorter.

This is also the reason why Li Ji was not in a hurry to kill the other two followers. In his memory, this Blood River cultivator was brave enough. If he killed those two, would this person run a Jedi escape again?

Dragging two oil bottles makes him feel that he has a helper and has a chance to give himself time to familiarize himself with the formula. This is Li Ji's strategy.

After a moment of hardship, Li Ji could no longer wait. It was not because of the attack and defense of a few people in the Blood River, but outside the Blood River, the sword cultivators began to lose their support after trying hard to resist. Six sword cultivators died in a bad life. At this pace, their collapse will get faster and faster.

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"Alang, do you think they can persevere?"

On the sedan chair, Ah Hui was full of anxiety. Although she was extremely dissatisfied with the so-called brothers who had sex with her, she was a fellow disciple of Linglong Dao after all, and was not for the individual, but for the entire Linglong upper realm. She still felt guilty in her heart, and for the first time, she had doubts about her persistence.

"Don't worry, the sword cultivator hasn't taken action yet, and the Blood River can't trap him. I guess he must be waiting for the opportunity to perform the thunderous attack."

Alang was born into a Tianlang and had much more clever vision in fighting than his lover.

"Can he do not fight back for a long time?" Ah Hui said suspiciously.

"Yes, it's because of no action that means there must be big action. Didn't you see the Blood River have any effect on him?"

This is a very strange mandarin duck. As the groom, the Tianlang monk is full of confidence in the Linglong sword cultivator.
Chapter completed!