Cang Ming narrowed his eyes, but he didn't expect that there was only... one person who appeared in front of him! He dared to break into his camp alone. He was so bold. As long as this person stepped into the protection of the demon, he had a hundred ways to kill him!

One step, two steps, three steps...

The black robe suddenly stopped.

Cang Ming groaned, and the other party stopped outside the protection of the demon by a slight difference. It was obviously not a coincidence. This person's soul power must be extremely strong, so he could feel the fluctuations of the protection of the demon. But even if he noticed it, what if he noticed it? The Holy Furnace is about to be unsealed. After a moment, the man in black robe would retreat in a mess without him taking action.

Cang Ming is proud and conceited but not stupid. Since there is a perfect method, why bother to have another twists and turns? With a thought of this look, do you think he will rush out? It’s ridiculous!

Black Robe was silent, as if she was helpless at the situation in front of her. Cang Ming's eyes were even more sarcastic, and a sneer appeared slightly raised.

At this moment, Cang Ming saw the black robe raise his hand and wave it forward gently, and the wind and clouds were calm. But he had never seen the other hand hidden under the black robe and crushed the talisman with a little force.

On the demonic ship, Shan Wugu's eyes suddenly lit up, and the talisman in his palm shone brightly.

This is a sign of taking action!

Taking a deep breath, Shan Wugu held the talisman tightly and said in a deep voice: "Release the sea monster!"

The Beiguan Demons and others took action at the same time, took out the magic snail and blew it. The violent roar suddenly sounded, and the cabin door was torn apart, scattering into black demonic energy.

call out--

call out--

A ferocious figure jumped out, and the bloody eyes were filled with desire to destroy, and rushed forward frantically. The black clouds suddenly swelled, and the tsunami-like "rumbling" low roar, quickly from far to near. The heart of the Cangming Saint Son contracted, and suddenly a bad premonition came. Then, on the Bloody Island, countless demon cultivators widened their eyes at the same time, showing shock.

The torrent of hundreds of sirens rushed towards the Blood-colored Island wildly, and the violence and destruction in their eyes made them pale as demon cultivators.

"Defense!" The Holy Son of Cang Ming had only time to let out this roar, and the protection of the demons composed of demons was shattered by the squad demons. The summoned demons had no time to exert their cholera mental abilities, and the source of power was cut off.

It’s not that the Demon’s protection is not powerful, but it’s really because of hundreds of brainless sirens, and there is no room for performance at all, but how can you get nothing if you come?

"Ah!" Several demon cultivators fell down in screams, their bodies quickly shriveled, and after a few breaths, they were as terrifying as mummies, and all their flesh and blood were plundered.

Cang Ming was furious, his eyes locked on Qin Yu, but hesitated. What a strength this is to summon hundreds of sirens... No, summoning hundreds of sirens alone requires at least the level of Nascent Soul cultivation. With this kind of strength, there is no need to be such trouble to deal with them. The black-robed man has companions, and more than one, so that he can explain the origin of hundreds of sirens.

The mountain has no bones!

In the underworld, he is definitely the one who dares to go against him.

Look at these sirens again, their expressions are exactly the same as those controlled by the control medicine. Although they can't figure out where Shan Wugu came from, it doesn't prevent the murderous intention of Cang Ming's son from soaring!

The mountain is boneless, you dare to collude with outsiders and make the Holy Furnace, and you deserve to die.

With a roar, Cang Ming raised his hand and fell, the blood ring appeared out of thin air, the blood light surged and condensed into a grimace, and he went straight to Qin Yu to swallow it. Kill this person first, then suppress the mountain boneless, and the holy furnace is about to be unsealed and will not be destroyed by anyone.

The black robe turned around and looked at Cang Ming. The cold inside made the hair suddenly appear behind him and a hint of coldness surged in his heart.

call out--

A long spear appeared, tearing the air into pieces, breaking through the air, domineering and violent, as if everything in the world was ahead of you, would be penetrated and crushed.

What a strong cultivation level!

Cang Ming raised his eyebrows slightly, and his heart was full of fighting spirit. He could become the saint of the Demonic Dao. He defeated countless opponents, all of whom were powerful. In the Nascent Soul Realm, who could be his opponent in this world? Although this black robe is strong, it is destined to become another soul under his command today.

Buzz —

The blood ring trembled, the blood light gushed even more intensely, and the ghost face smiled and flames appeared, as if an evil ghost came from hell! This flame has its own filthy power. As long as it is contaminated, the magic weapon will greatly reduce its power. It can even directly implicate the master of the magic weapon and inject the filthy power into his soul.

The spear shot straight towards him, and Cang Ming's eyes showed coldness and cruelty. He wanted to see it. The next moment, the black robe expression was destroyed. Even if his soul was strong enough to resist the invasion of filthy power, he would feel extremely distressed. If he lost the spear magic weapon, his strength would definitely be greatly reduced. Then it will be his time to start killing.

The eyes under the black robe were extremely calm. Ping means flat, and Jing means calm, solemn and confident. She looked at the ghoul's face, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Without any warning, the spear headed forward and violently arrived. The gun body suddenly trembled. In the moment of the ghoul's face, the violent aura swept across the sky.

Cang Ming widened his eyes, what rhythm is this... Before he could come back to his senses, the spear exploded directly, the fragments of the gun body were mixed, and the terrible power generated by the self-destruction of the magic weapon, which was as hot as underground magma swept across.

The fire-burning face was instantly beaten into a sieve, and the strange laugh turned into a howl of pain. Although it was not a physical body, it was also severely damaged by the spear self-destruction and fled back in a hurry. Several nearby demon monks who were fighting with the sirens were beaten into a blood gourd screaming and fell to the ground and quickly disappeared.

Cang Ming groaned, his face pale, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. The blood ring is terrifying and has many magical ideas. It is his blood refining object, which is a combination of prosperity and damage with him. At this moment, the blood ring was traumatized by the spear, and he immediately suffered serious internal injuries.

If the head-on fighting skills are not as good as others, it would be fine, but the other party's use of this unreasonable way of playing cards makes Cang Ming extremely depressed and then angry.

He slapped his chest and spurted out blood. The blood did not fall, but burst out and merged into the blood ring directly. With the help of his master's essence and blood, the power of the blood refining magic weapon was induced to the extreme. The surface of the blood ring was dim and the blood light was bright, and the face was roaring with a hideous grimace. He took action with anger and wound. Its speed reached its extreme, and opened its mouth to reveal its black fangs, which were as sharp as a thorn.

It is indeed terrible to self-destruct magic weapon, but can you take out another treasure of this level? I dare to damage my magic weapon, and this saint son wants you to die without a place to bury it!

At this moment, a round shield suddenly appeared, and with the injected mana, the volume surged rapidly. The face was full of confidence, and was about to enjoy the delicious flesh and blood, but without any preparation, he directly hit the round shield!

Bang-

The sound was heavy in the low and heavy in the heavy, and it was sharp in the heavy, and it was sour... Just listening, it made people's scalp numb and it was so sour!

Cang Ming's entire face was twisted, as if he was really hitting it, his mouth was crooked and his eyes were slanted and blood was flowing, and he was extremely embarrassed. Cang Ming swears that he had never been embarrassed today, and his subordinates were surprised and made him wish he could tear everything apart, the people who saw this scene.

But then, before he could do anything, he endured a two-combo attack from the round shield. The face rolled backwards in the terrifying loud bang, and the howling was even more vague, revealing a hint of fear.

The monks on the opposite side are really terrible!

Cang Ming spurted out a few mouthfuls of blood, his whole body was shaking, his chest was filled with shock and grief. The shock was that the black robe was so bold that he had self-destructed two powerful magic weapons in succession. You should know their quality, even if it was extremely precious to the Jindan, the loss was amazing. The grief was that the other party did not play according to common sense, and he suffered a great loss with his wealth.

The black robe didn't give him any time to think, and his figure flashed and headed deep into the Bloody Island, where a large furnace stood.

He wants to snatch the Holy Furnace!

Cang Ming was shocked. Even though he knew that there was a saint king left a ban on the holy furnace, this person would never succeed. If touching the saint king's ban means his failure and would definitely disappoint the saint king.

Never let him touch the Holy Furnace!

A trace of hesitation flashed in Cang Wei's eyes, gritted his teeth and raised his hand and pointed, and a buzzing sound came from the top of his head. The blood ring trembled, texture appeared on the surface, and a phantom of a python was transmitted.

"Go to die!"

He roared, and countless blood lights were drawn out. The phantom of the python instantly condensed, and his tongue was loud and his tail swept across. It was more than ten feet long, with a huge body surface covered with thick scales, and the triangle eyes were filled with cold and murderous intent.

This python is a spirit of blood ring. After hunting, it was sealed into it with the secret magic technique. It is not a real spiritual treasure, but it has its own magic. For many years, Cang Ming has carefully sacrificed and refined it. Every time he killed the enemy, his essence, blood, and soul would be swallowed by the python and accumulated and settled into its body.

In recent years, the blood python has gradually appeared, and it is showing signs of transforming into a blood dragon. Once it has been completed, it can also fight against the Nascent Soul cultivator. However, now, with the summoning in advance, all this has become a bubble. After years of hard work, Cang Ming's hatred can be seen. His murderous intentions flowed in his heart, and the blood python flew out at an astonishing speed, bringing out a blood line in the air, blocking the holy furnace in the blink of an eye.

On the demonic ship, Qin Yu finally sent a signal, hundreds of sirens swarmed out, and then a terrifying roar sounded deep in the black clouds.

The battle has begun!

Everyone's hearts were slightly relaxed because at least Qin Yu was still standing on their side, but in a blink of an eye it turned into anxiety again. With only him, even with hundreds of sirens, how could he break through the poisonous Holy Furnace, let alone break into the Blood-colored Island?

Shan Wugu was silent, raised his hand and pointed his fingers forward, and his fingertips fell into the air, and the faint waves dispersed. Soon the waves dissipated and became clear inside. What appeared was the situation on the blood-colored island. From the perspective of viewing and vision, this should be the eyes of a monk, and what they saw, which was also the scene he saw.

"It was the Wind Demon. Before he left, he swallowed the General Altar Demon Gu." Shan Wugu spoke in a deep voice.

The faces of the Beiguan Demons changed slightly, and they subconsciously showed fear. They obviously had fear of the demon Gu. But when they thought that the Wind Demon had already had the intention of dying, they understood it a little. At this moment, the scene in the air was when Cang Ming sacrificed a blood ring and condensed into a ghost face to kill Qin Yu.

A demon cultivator exclaimed, "Blood Refining Ring!"

The other people looked ugly.

Cang Ming is extremely powerful. Except for a few powerful Nascent Souls in the main hall, he is basically an invincible existence. The Blood Refining Ring is famous. In recent years, countless people who tried to challenge his status have died under the Blood Refining Ring, and their flesh and souls have been swallowed up.
Chapter completed!