Akagi

Bai Sheng is a man of self-knowledge. Even a Wen Laozu like Ma Zongyang will be plotted against by Yan Shiwo. The help of Tiangui Xuanming, he is not invincible.

It’s fine if it’s normal, but this time even the old dragon king Fan Tuojia has been dispatched, maybe there will be other ruthless characters lurking, Bai Sheng doesn’t want to be cannon fodder, there are many opportunities to kill the four elders of the Ma family. , and there is no need to rush for a while.

After Bai Sheng made up his mind, Duan Guang just slowed down, just protecting the dozen or so rescued people, and refused to move out easily again.

In this chaotic place where the Dragon King Realm and the Underworld are intertwined for tens of thousands of miles, thousands of miles of blue waves and infinite nine secluded yin and evil spirits blend together, and the environment is extremely harsh, except for the battlefield where the Dragon King Fan Tuojia and Xuanming Patriarch Ma Zongyang fought. , the most dazzling seven or eight places, among them is Baisheng.The sword light of the Eighteen Mud Plow Hell Sword was as crystal clear as lightning, and almost no monsters from the sea race could stand up to Bai Sheng's sword, so soon after, disciples from other sects gradually came to seek protection.

Bai Sheng never rejected anyone who came, even the disciples of the Styx Sword Sect, he did not expel him, but let go of the sword light, protecting a radius of about six or seven hundred miles.

Bai Sheng made up his mind, with the principle of staying the same and sticking to it, he will not care about other battlefields, but only pay attention to the battle between Ma Zongyang and the old dragon king Fan Tuojia.The Taoism practiced by the old dragon king, Fan Tuojia, also came from the same source as the White Dragon Girl, but his inner scene real thunder is mixed with other dragon spells, which are more vigorous and powerful, which is tolerated by Ma Zongyang's Nether Hell All things, but they can't swallow this old dragon.The endless black light of the Nether Hell was continuously shattered by the white light of the real thunder in the inner scene, but then it was eroded away again. The mana power and experience of the two parties were equal, and the battle competition was to see who had profound knowledge and patience.

Bai Sheng was comparing the two people's magic power and fighting skills, when he suddenly sensed someone intruding, he immediately turned his head to look, only to see Yao Changsheng flying over with 30 people.When Yao Changsheng saw Bai Sheng, he just nodded his head, left these people behind, turned around and left again.Bai Sheng was amused in his heart, but he still raised his voice and shouted: "Everyone, join me and fight against the enemy!"

The people brought by Yao Changsheng include disciples of the Xuanming Sect, as well as the younger generations of various families who practice the Taoism of the Xuanming Sect.Bai Sheng used his sword to sway the group of demons, with a majestic prestige, these people did not dare to provoke Bai Sheng's majestic generation, and they all obediently joined the group of people protected by Bai Sheng.

As the saying goes: The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop!

Bai Sheng was holding his ground, waiting for the battle situation to change, suddenly a bloody light burst out from the intersecting edge of the two small worlds, this bloody light was more powerful than any Daoist master Bai Sheng had ever seen. The shot must be a hundred times stronger.Even the Dragon King Fan Tuojia and Patriarch Ma Zongyang, who were fighting bitterly, separated decisively because of this, and each retreated hundreds of miles, not fighting, but watching the bloody light that soared into the sky.

Bai Sheng immediately guessed that it was the light of the Nether Blood River Banner. He was horrified in his heart, and secretly thought: "Could it be that the Nether Blood River Banner refined the Blood God Son and broke through its own limitations? If so, I will go back immediately." Plane No. [-] "Snake Demon God, these two small worlds will become absolute domains sooner or later."

As soon as Bai Sheng thought about it, he saw a blood-colored shadow in the bloody light. At first glance, it looked very small, like a grain of rice, but then it became bigger and bigger, and finally broke through the shackles of the bloody light. Thousands of voices hissed angrily, it was extremely ear-piercing.

"The Son of the Blood God broke through the shackles of the Nether Blood River Banner, which is not a good thing."

At some point, Ma Zongyang moved to Bai Sheng's side suddenly, and suddenly shouted through voice transmission: "All Xuanming sect disciples, as well as families who practice their own Taoism, if you don't want to die, please return to Bitter Poison Mountain with me. After a while , your life and death will depend on your destiny."

Dragon King Fan Tuojia also roared, and ordered the sea monsters under him to withdraw from the battlefield, as if he sensed something was wrong.

Just when the two great ancestors withdrew their disciples and subordinates, another sword light soared into the sky. Although this sword light was not as powerful as Nether Blood River Banner and Blood God Son Xieyi, its power was not inferior to Ma Zongyang and the old dragon king, Fan Tuojia, a middle-aged man with a dignified face shouted sharply: "The disciples of the Styx Sword Sect obey the order, and all follow me back to the Tongming River! But those who are slow, will not be spared!"

Ma Zongyang saw this majestic middle-aged man, he sneered, and said to Bai Sheng: "That is Master Yan, the head teacher of the Minghe Sword Sect. This man looks dignified, but he is despicable and unscrupulous. He killed quite a few disciples of this sect, but under my hands, he didn't take much advantage. When you meet this person in the future, you should be more careful."

Ma Zongyang waved his big sleeve, and the boundless black light swallowed all the disciples of the Xuanming Sect, and then wandered endlessly in the battlefield until he took away all the disciples of the Xuanming Sect , then let out a long laugh, turning into black light and flying away.

The old dragon king Fan Tuojia has too many subordinates, so he can't withdraw all of them immediately, especially there are many monsters of the monster race, who can't transform into human bodies. Their bodies are huge, and they can only swim in the sea at a slower speed.

After the blood shadow broke through the shackles, it immediately swayed and shot towards the battlefield.This blood shadow grew bigger and bigger in the void, until finally it was as big as a mountain.It just caught it casually, and immediately there were more than a hundred giant fish on the sea surface, but its body was rotten, and its blood, vitality, and soul were all swallowed by the blood shadow.Not only sea monsters, but even disciples of various sects in the underworld, if they are even a little bit stained by this blood shadow, their essence and blood will be scorched immediately, and their bodies will rot.

Bai Sheng was able to observe the situation by relying on the Nine-Space Sky Orbit Xuanming. Seeing this situation, he couldn't help secretly feeling cold, and thought to himself: "With my magic power, it's also here at all. Blood God Son's subordinates can't last for a moment, and the speed of this blood shadow is so fast, I'm afraid it can't be as fast as ten tones. Even if I use all my mana, it can only have one-fifth of its speed, and it will be difficult to escape. Thank you Patriarch Ma Zongyang made a move, otherwise I would stay where I am, and I might be dead at this moment. Under the shadow of this blood, I am no different from those ordinary people."

In just an instant, thousands of creatures died under that blood shadow's hands. The Dragon King Realm and the Underworld have the highest combat power in the two worlds, but they dare not look back at all. Out of the battlefield, only the disciples of the Tian Yao Sect and Dongji Zhen Sect, although there were also elders in the sect to greet them, but after all, they were not as good as the two ancestors of the Xuanming Sect and the Minghe Sword Sect. Less than [-]% of them withdrew. All the disciples were left on the battlefield, but the elders who escaped from the two sects watched their disciples being killed by the blood shadow, but they didn't dare to rescue them, instead they urged Duan Guang to escape even more.