With a buzzing sound, the runes that appeared on the surface were bright and countless fine patterns were intertwined. Then a black light as thick as a bowl came out and shot towards the bottom.

The speed is faster than the teleportation of the Nascent Soul. Yang Feng and others were plagued by vampires, so it was too late to stop them.

The opponent is at the last moment of casting spells, and faces such an unexpected situation, he is naturally unavoidable.

At this critical moment, I could only turn the gun head and stabbed the sky towards the black light.

The iron cone that had turned red had just lit up, and before it could be shot out, it was hit by the black light. It exploded with a rumbling sound.

I saw a sun rising in front of the other party, and a dazzling red light rose a violent wave of air, sweeping around, directly pushing the surrounding blood mist for hundreds of meters away.

The dense bloodstains flew out under the sweeping hurricane. Yang Feng and another man rushed towards the other side with the impact of the air waves.

But before they could come to the other party, the two of them were stunned for a moment.

I saw the other party sank on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he had fainted. There were black light columns like iron nails inserted on his limbs and body, nailing him to the ground tightly, vaguely revealing waves of the law.

Immediately afterwards, a series of dense thunder sounds came from the sky.

Yang Feng and the others paused and shot backwards at the same time.

Rumble!

Suddenly, balls of red thunder fire as big as millstone fell from the air and burst out one after another. The dazzling lightning suddenly submerged the two of them where they were originally standing.

After Yang Feng and Jiao Jiu stabilized their bodies, they looked up at the air at the same time.

The old man in purple robe was holding the round bowl with one hand, his thin face was covered by a layer of strange red light, and there was a flash of lightning in the blood-colored clouds around him.

"Hehe, I had long expected that those guys must have accomplices, but I didn't expect that three true immortals would come together. This made me a little flattered. If I don't want to lose my mind completely, hurry up and surrender!"

When the old man saw Yang Feng and the others looking at him, he yelled.

"If you know the truth, please let us out quickly." Jiao Jiu's voice cold.

"Tsk tsk, you dare to be so arrogant when you die! Since that's the case, let me treat you well." The old man in purple robe sneered.

As soon as he finished speaking, the round bowl in his hand flew out, and a dripping roll was rolling. Thunder sounded immediately in the blood-colored clouds around him. Then hundreds of red thunder and fire flew down from it, covering Yang Feng and the others like a meteor of fire.

"Boom!"

A series of loud noises came one after another, causing the entire space to shake violently.

Every ball of thunder and fire fell, a large pit would be left on the ground, and a large blood-colored flame would explode from it, splashing around.

After a while, on the earth within a few miles, there were clusters of dark-colored blood flames everywhere, like the eccentric blood lotus blooming all over the earth, and a shocking heat temperature came from it.

I don’t know whether the old man was intentional or unintentional. Where the thunder and fire fell, they all avoided Jiao Shiliu, who had been controlled by him. Only a lot of flames sputtered on him, burning him, who had already fainted, and wailing again. He was so painful that his face was full of pain and wailing.

Yang Feng's eyes flashed blue, his body kept jumping, and he was wandering between the thunder and fire and the blood ghosts in the sky, but he was still inevitably splashed on his body by flames.

With his current body, he still felt a slight burning sensation on his body. What's even more strange is that he only felt that the blood in his body seemed to be turning a little boiling with the beating of the flame, and a hint of mania rose deep in his heart.

But as soon as his thoughts were urging, a cool feeling rose from his dantian. When he turned his head, the manic feeling disappeared.

Not far away, a blue gourd appeared in Jiao Jiu's hand, spewing out a stream of blue water light, and a layer of blue water film was supported around him, so that it could temporarily avoid the invasion of blood flames. However, under the thunder and fire that struck the head and the siege of the surrounding blood ghosts, he also felt a little indifferent.

After only a few breaths in front and behind, the nearby space was almost covered by bloody flames, and the space for the two of them to hide became smaller and smaller.

During this period, the blood ghosts gushed out from the cracks on the ground gathered more and more. They seemed to be completely unaffected by the blood flames, but instead became more swift and fierce in it, and they surrounded Yang Feng and the others without fear of death.

Jiao Jiu's body swayed and barely avoided several balls of thunder and fire, and immediately many blood ghosts surrounded him.

His eyes froze slightly, he suddenly bit his tongue, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of essence and blood, and disappeared into the blue gourd in his hand in a flash.

A blue light immediately appeared on the gourd. After countless blue runes flashed wildly, a sound of a rushing river came from the gourd.

Hurry!

I saw a rolling wave of water rushing out from the mouth of the gourd and turned into a blue armored water pawn, holding an ice spear and facing the army of vampires on all sides.

After doing all this, his lips moved slightly and rushed to Yang Feng, who was not far away, and said:

"Jiao Shiwu, you can't drag it down anymore! I've tried to restrain that person. You can quickly save Jiao Shiliu from the trap and make sure to help him break through this space."

After saying that, a red light flashed in his eyes, and his whole body suddenly turned into a crystal rainbow and rushed straight into the old man in the purple robe in the air.

However, Yang Feng seemed to have never heard of it and did not answer Jiao Jiu.

He first raised his hand to fight several vampires around him, then swayed several times and flashed through several balls of thunder and fire, and suddenly turned around and galloped towards the void somewhere behind.

Jiao Jiu, who was just about to reach the old man in purple robe, was slightly stunned when he saw this and shouted angrily, "Jiao Shiwu, where are you going?"

Before he could finish his words, a solid black light broke through the air, but the old man in purple robe urged the round bowl in his hand to release an attack and shot it down at his head.

He quickly urged the blue gourd in front of him to spew out several blue lights from it. After a tumbling, a huge blue vortex formed in front of him.

There was only a "bang" sound.

The black light fell into the center of the vortex, bursting out a burst of black light, and the blue vortex also shrank rapidly in the rumbling sound.

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air was loud!

Suddenly, several solid black lights fell from the round bowl, forcing Jiao Jiu to immediately ignore Yang Feng, so he had to urge the blue gourd to continuously spray out blue light, and tried his best to resist.

But at this moment, the red light in his eyes gradually became stronger, and the white jade hanging on his chest became a little dim, not as crystal clear as before.

"Haha, your companion has abandoned you! But don't worry, he can't get out of this bloody space at all!"

The old man in purple robe didn't even look at Yang Feng, so he activated the round bowl in his hand and laughed wildly.

At this time, Yang Feng had already taken the opportunity to appear hundreds of feet away, and lifted his fist without saying a word and punched a certain place in front of him.

There was a loud "boom".

The entire blood-colored space suddenly shook, and a bright light lit up at Yang Feng's fist, and then it turned into a white crack that stretched for thousands of miles.

A sound of mirror-shattering sounded, and the entire blood-colored space suddenly broke from the white crack, and then turned into countless pieces and disappeared, and the surroundings suddenly lit up.

The figures of Yang Feng and others reappeared above the secluded courtyard in the south of Shuicheng. At this time, in the alley outside the courtyard, eight immortal cultivators in blood moon blue robes were lying everywhere, with some array plates scattered beside them.

They were naturally the ones who summoned and controlled the blood-colored space magic circle before. They were all immortal cultivators in the fusion stage. When Yang Feng broke the space, he seemed to have suffered some backlash and became dizzy, looking like he was bleeding from his seven orifices.

In the courtyard, Jiao Shiliu, who was charred all over, was lying motionless beside the withered old tree.

The black light splint on his body had disappeared, and his whole aura seemed a little unstable, but he was not at risk of his life.

There was a loud "boom" sound!

A dazzling light exploded above the courtyard, and two figures emerged from it and shot backwards towards both sides.

Jiao Jiu retreated to the main house, the red light in his eyes gradually faded away, and his spiritual consciousness became clear again, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The old man in purple robe on the other side had a very ugly expression. In addition to being shocked, his eyes looking at Yang Feng seemed particularly resentful.

He never thought that Yang Feng, who seemed the weakest among the three, could discover the weakness of the formation and defeat the entire formation with his own strength?

You should know that the stability of this blood light space is far beyond the reach of an ordinary formation. Even if an ordinary immortal can discover flaws, he may not be able to break it.

But this thought flashed and he slapped the bottom of the round bowl with a sudden slap in the bottom of the bowl, and circles of strange fluctuations visible to the naked eye spread out rapidly.

In the alleys, a series of puffs suddenly came.

Suddenly, the heads of those combined immortal cultivators burst out one after another. Under the attraction of this wave, the Nascent Souls turned into blood lights, flashed into those round bowls, and were instantly shattered into pieces.

However, a layer of white light lit up on one of them. It seemed that some treasure was resisting the strange wave. The head did not explode, which made the old man in purple robe slightly stunned, but he did not take any more attention and urged the magic trick again.

The black runes on the round bowl lit up again, and two black lights that were thicker than before shot out instantly, shooting towards Yang Feng and the others who were rushing towards him.

Seeing this, Jiao Jiu flashed the spiritual patterns on the surface of the blue gourd in his hand, and a crystal water column as thick as a bucket suddenly spewed out of the gourd's mouth.

Only a "boom" sound was heard.

The black and blue light suddenly exploded, and countless splashes of water splashed on the sky.

Jiao Jiu's body was shaken by the aftermath of the explosion and flew back dozens of feet away before he stabilized his body again.

Yang Feng on the other side had to shake his body a few times in order to avoid the attack of black light.
Chapter completed!