Tan Cesenran's laughter spread from the stone platform, and the dragon-like blood hung around him, matched with his bronze skin, which was extremely shocking.

"Tier 8 Lingpan..." Many disciples were dry and dry.

The eighth-order Lingpan, even if placed in the inner peak, is already very good, with Tan Ce's current strength, it is easy to sweep the outer peak disciples.

"Peak Master, this battle is no longer necessary." Yang Kun's face was frosty.

Blood sacrifice.

This kind of cruel spirituality was rejected by most spiritual masters, and this was also the reason why the blood-boned old man was not welcome among the many powerhouses in the Northern Territory.

Not even letting go of his own spirit beast.

This kind of person has absolutely no value in making friends.

"Feng Qiu, you shouldn't be afraid." The old man of blood bone laughed.

"This kind of aggressive play style of children's play, I didn't expect that the blood and bone old man, as a senior, would actually have such a good time to play." Qiu Ling said coldly.

"If you have nothing to do, you have to find something to do." The blood-boned old man said with a smile, and Qiu Ling would not refuse.

It's as if the people from Xingyufeng went to his place to pick things up.

Despite the unhappy heart, those who should be challenged must still be challenged, otherwise it will be a joke of being knocked on the door and making a tortoise.

"Elder Yang, don't need to intervene." Qiu Ling raised her eyes slightly and said calmly.

"Peak Master..." Anxious color flashed across Yang Kun's eyes.

After the Blood Sacrifice lost the Crescent Moon, Tan Ce possessed the strength of a Tier 8 Lingpan within this period of time, and due to the characteristics of the Blood Sacrifice, Tan Ce's wave of his hand was equivalent to a blow from a Tier 8 Nirvana-class spirit beast.

Xiao *** couldn't resist it!

"This **** guy, I really owe you a beating." Sun Wu cursed in a low voice, and the Gorefiend Ape in the Lingmen felt a sense of disgust for Tan Ce's breath. This feeling was also passed on to him.

As a blood spirit beast, the blood demon ape is extremely sensitive to blood qi.

The blood energy that Tan Ce forcibly extracted through the blood sacrifice was the most filthy one.

It is also a kind of low-level.

This spirit technique that the old man of blood bone is proud of, but in the eyes of Gorefiend, it is useless.

It's even an insult to the flesh.

"Master Qiu, if my disciple accidentally kills that kid, I hope that the adults will have a large number, don't retaliate against me and wait." The expression of the blood-boned old man was quite sarcasm.

Hearing this, Qiu Ling's eyes cold.

This **** old man, relying on his older generation, challenged his patience time and time again, do you really think he is a bully?

"Xiao Yang, it's okay." Qiu Ling looked at Xiao Yang and said flatly.

"Yes, but not too big." Xiao Yang grinned.

If it's not a last resort, I really don't want to use Spiritual Fusion.

Once used, the excessive squandering of spiritual power will inevitably make him lie down on the bed for several days.

However, this is obviously not the time to consider that.

"Since the disciple of the senior blood and bones likes my Si Xiaofeng, please do me a favor and let him stay here forever." Qiu Ling glanced at Tan Ce and said lightly.

"It's easy to say."

With the right palm spread out, Sheng Yang Yan and Living Spirit Yan merged together, glowing with a green color, Xiao Yang cast his gaze towards Tan Ce, and smiled lightly: "This stone platform is indeed very suitable as your burial ground. what."

"Hehe, death is imminent, and I dare to be hard-headed." Tan Ceyin laughed, and while tapping his fingertips, blood-colored light beams shot at Xiao Yang one after another.

"Boom!"

As soon as the sole of his foot stepped on the ground, Xiao Yang's figure flashed rapidly, and the light of blood fell on the stone platform, exploding large pits and splashing gravel.

"There is no way to fight the eighth-order Lingpan." Xue Yi's voice was filled with anger.

No wonder many powerful people say that blood sacrifice is one of the three most indiscriminate spiritual skills in the Northern Territory.

Don't look at Tan Ceyao now, but after the time of the blood sacrifice, his strength will plummet and it will take a long time to recover.

This is different from the long-term filling after the spiritual power is exhausted.

The blood sacrifice damages the foundation of the spiritual gate, and excessive consumption of spiritual power does not have many side effects, and even in some cases, it can help the spiritual master to break through.

"Give up." An Yu also sighed.

Even if she goes up, it will be a steadily defeated ending, and there is still the possibility of losing her life.

"Huh, it's all retribution."

Of course, not all of the four small peaks' disciples were biased towards Xiao Yang, and there were also a few in the crowd, sneering and cursing.

Rosen is one of them.

"Things that are irresponsible are nothing more than trying to show off. It's better to die on stage." Luo Xun thought with disdain.

Of course, he didn't dare to say this, otherwise, he wouldn't want to hang around in the four small peaks in the future.

"Boom! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the broken stone platform still resounded.

Standing in the air, Tan Ce's fingertips sprayed with blood, and his eyes felt a little cold.

Xiao Yang's posture was too weird, sometimes teleporting, sometimes moving around, his offensive, wanting to accurately fall on Xiao Yang, it was not a small difficulty.

"It's a monkey who can only hide."

With chills in his eyes, Tan Ce shouted violently. With his right hand like an eagle's claw, he tore off the fast flashing Xiao Yang below, and a large astonishing blood claw shrouded Xiao Yang fiercely.

This blood claw, in conjunction with a beam of spiritual power, sealed all Xiao Yang's retreat on the stone platform with a limited range.

Xiao Yang at this time is inevitable!

Looking at the **** claws that roared down, the faces of many disciples were filled with astonishment.

Even if a Tier 8 Lingpan was hit by this blood claw, even if he did not die, he would have to lose half his life.

What's more, it was only Xiao Yang of Tier 3 Lingpan.

"Master Qiu Feng, you disciple of the Four Small Peaks, you are going to be planted soon." The blood-boned old man looked at Qiu Ling with a smile.

"Who is planting it is not necessarily." Qiu Ling confronted **** for tat, with the slightest momentum.

"Haha." The **** old man smiled disdainfully.

The dead duck has a hard beak.

At the critical moment of Sifeng Jue, killing a Sixiaofeng disciple, once this matter spreads, it will undoubtedly greatly affect the reputation of Sixiaofeng.

It even became a joke.

Thinking about it this way, most of his grievances about the destruction of Ziyan Tower ~ lightnovelpub.net~ will dissipate.

"Hey!"

A strong blood wave spread on the stone platform, and the corner of Tan Ce's mouth raised a mocking smile, and the nerves of many disciples were also extremely tense.

Xiao Yang, were you killed?

"How does it feel to use the power from the lower-level spiritual arts?"

The voice spreading from the **** air wave made the smile on Tan Ce's face suddenly stiff.

A round of golden blades hovered in front of Xiao Yang, shaking slightly.

It was this thing that resisted Tan Ce's previous attack.

"Om!"

The two-color light wheel of ice and fire revolved under his palm. Xiao Yang raised his head and looked at Tan Ce in the sky, grinning: "Spiritualism, I also have it, and it's stronger than your blood sacrifice."

"Next, it's time for me to attack."