In mid-air, as the white mist gradually decreased, a muffled groan came out of the mouth of Master Wan Yao again. His suspended body trembled violently, and bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of his mouth again.

The white mist dissipated, and everyone could clearly see that the black mist covering the alchemy cauldron was no longer visible, and the flames on the alchemy cauldron cover had also disappeared. The entire alchemy cauldron was dim, and the surface was even more uneven.

, there are a lot of corrosion marks.

Obviously, under the erosion of the black mist, the alchemy cauldron still suffered a lot of damage, which implicated the Venerable Wan Yao who had refined his blood and was connected to his heart, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the dim elixir cauldron, Venerable Wanyao could not help but flash a look of pain in his eyes. Although he himself knew that his elixir cauldron was not particularly ideal in terms of attack or defense.

His spiritual treasure can provide him with a lot of help in refining alchemy.

It is precisely because of this that in order to increase the power of this spiritual treasure, he spent a lot of time and energy, and even risked his life to use the blood refining technique on the alchemy. Unexpectedly, despite this, in the opponent's case,

After one blow, the alchemy cauldron was still seriously damaged, which made Venerable Wanyao, who had been cultivating it for hundreds of years, feel heartache.

Without any hesitation, he circulated the little spiritual power left in his body, and then stretched out his hand to make a move. The dim and dull alchemy cauldron flew back, gradually shrinking in the air, and reached the body of Lord Wan Yao.

In front of him, after his sleeves were brushed out of thin air, the alchemy cauldron disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this moment, Ancestor Youguang still held the pitch-black long bow in his hand, his eyes fixed on Venerable Wanyao for a while, his expression changing between gloomy and uncertain, as if he was hesitating about something.

Feeling the situation in his body carefully, Ancestor Youguang was also a little worried. He had already consumed almost all his energy. A series of head-on confrontations with Master Wan Yao, coupled with the full force of the long bow spirit treasure in his hand just now, made him consume more.

It is also extremely large. Although it is not unsustainable, it is not optimistic.

Even if he knew that Venerable Wanyao might no longer be able to withstand his blow at this moment, his physical condition made him dare not continue the attack. Ancestor Youguang knew in his heart that if he launched another offensive, he would

It might hurt his own essence and affect his breakthrough plan. What's more, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. If the opponent fights back desperately, the result will be difficult to predict.

After weighing it in his mind, Ancestor Youguang still gave up his plan to continue taking action. However, this did not mean that he would let the other party leave easily. At this point, even he was injured, so how could he?

He will give up here. Since Venerable Wanyao refused to leave before, let him know that this is his own territory. Whether he can leave or not is still up to him. Even if there is still an ancestor of the Yan family, Netherworld

The Holy Religion is not afraid of anyone at all.

"Old monster Wanyao, it looks like you can't hold on any longer. Since I asked you to leave before and you didn't leave, let's leave something behind before leaving."

He glanced coldly at the ancestor of the Yan family in the distance, and then his eyes fell back on the Venerable Wanyao, the ancestor of Youguang, and said slowly, his tone was extremely cold and arrogant, and he seemed to have great confidence in giving them to them.

It's normal to stay.

"Really? I think you don't have much strength left. Without a strong person to stop us, do you think you can keep us?"

Venerable Wanyao said in a deep voice, he naturally knew that the situation of Ancestor Youguang would never be much better than him, and he was probably a strong man but a poor man. Although he did not have much spare power, there was still an ancestor of the Yan family behind him. With the help of

With the strength of the ancestors of the Yan family, he really didn't believe that anyone could stop them from leaving, unless there was a powerful person like Ancestor Youguang in the Netherworld Holy Cult.

"Humph, don't forget where this place is. Since I said what I said, I am sure to keep you here."

With a slight snort, a sneer appeared on the expressionless face of Ancestor Youguang.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!...!"

As if in response to the words of Ancestor Youguang, at this time, the clouds high in the sky suddenly rolled violently, and then, more than a dozen figures descended from the clouds, dispersed, and appeared in half.

The siege trapped Venerable Wanyao.

Not only that, but at some point, not far behind the ancestors of the Yan family and others, figures appeared one after another. There were dozens of these figures, scattered in twos and threes all over the nearby space, seemingly randomly.

It is suspended in the air, but in fact it is not the case. Connecting the positions where everyone is standing, there is a vague sense of mystery, forming a battle formation.

As if echoing with the dozens of figures falling from the clouds, an invisible pressure instantly enveloped the entire sky, causing the space to sway.

The auras immediately locked onto the Venerable Wanyao, the ancestor of the Yan family and Meng Yian.

"So strong!"

Looking at the dozens of figures that instantly surrounded the three masters of Wan Yao, Yan Wabi couldn't help but feel horrified. With just one glance, he could be sure that these people exuding a strong bloody aura were all Netherworlds.

The killer of the Bloody Hands.

And such a strong bloody aura, spurred on by these people, soon spread out in all directions, permeating the entire space. Even the people watching the battle at the bottom of the giant peak who were some distance away were also at this moment.

They all smelled a disgusting smell of blood, and couldn't help but use all their spiritual power to isolate the smell of blood.

However, what really shocked Yan Wubian was that the strength of these people had all reached the realm of spirit fusion, minor spirit fusion, and great spirit fusion. He even discovered five spiritual masters who had perfected the spirit fusion. Such powerful ones

The overall strength shows that the foundation of the Netherworld Holy Cult is profound and absolutely shocking. Even the Long family, the largest force in the Sky City, would have to use all their strength if they wanted to recruit so many strong men at once.

Only by gathering together can we achieve it.

Thinking about the strong men of the Netherworld Holy Cult who died in his own hands, there were definitely not just one or two, but now in their base camp, so many strong men appeared at once, and maybe not all of them. Thinking of this, Yan Wubian was confused

I can’t help but feel a little chilled, just how many powerful people there are in this Netherworld Holy Sect!

Although these spiritual masters are not as good as the ancestors of the Yan family in terms of personal strength, as the saying goes, ants can kill an elephant, not to mention that these spiritual masters who suddenly appeared are not ants, but a group of tiger and wolf masters, and they seem to have formed a battle formation.

, even if Venerable Wanyao and others want

It may not be easy to break out of the siege. Even as Ancestor Youguang said, if you want to leave this place, you may have to leave something behind. This may be a serious injury, or you may directly surrender your life here.
Chapter completed!