The Prince of the World

After an hour, Yuan Changfeng and Yin Changkong returned to the inn together, and they summoned the ten people from Yanli to the past, telling them: "The black blood demon is in the city, wait for an early rest, don't go out and walk indiscriminately."

The second day.

One eagle and one sword rose into the sky outside the Dongling City. It was the two elders of the Great Desert Palace who took Yan Li and others to the sky ruins.

Tomorrow’s secret realm can be reached. Almost everyone’s expressions are more or less expected.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Three black lights suddenly rose into the sky, bursting around the Bawangying and the Mystery Long Sword, a circle of black and strange light waves rumbled into one piece, and finally a twisted space was constructed.

"Not good! This is the bloody world of the Black Blood Sect!"

While Yuan Changfeng exclaimed, he and Yin Changkong blasted dozens of fists at the same time.

"Boom! Bang!"

Both of them are masters of the mysterious realm, and they thundered with one shot, with great momentum and one punch, they can easily smash a hill and cut off a river.

However, their punches slammed into the distorted space around them, but it seemed that mud was flowing into the sea, and just starting the waves, they disappeared.

Void Three!!!

Destroy time and space!!!

Upon seeing the two elders, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes. Suddenly, Yuan Changfeng's figure flickered, and he came in exactly the same way.

The three performed different moves. Their moves were like palms, palms, and fists, but there was an invincible momentum overflowing.

What are the three major moves in the void, suddenly bursting into an extremely bright light, making Yanli and others have to close their eyes.

"Boom!"

There was a soft sound, as if something was broken.

At the same time, Yin Changkong, who was originally kind and kind, seemed to be invincible, and the roots of his body were erected, and his body rose a few feet, just like a little giant.

He pinched his hands, overflowing dozens of runes, and the runes quickly condensed, and finally turned into a golden giant palm. The giant palm flew up and bombarded the twisted space bombed by Elder Yuan Changfeng.

"boom!"

There was already a cracked and distorted space, and a huge hole suddenly appeared.

"go!"

Yuan Changfeng and Yin Changkong flew out first. At the same time, Overlord Eagle and Changdao also flew out.

Yan Li and others took out the twisted space and found that Yin Changkong and a black middle-aged middle-aged were fighting in the air, and Yuan Changfeng stood taller and fierce, and did not know what punching method he used, just like the recovery of the ancient god of war. The master of the game faltered.

"Whizzing!"

Overlord Eagle and Mystic Long Sword rushed down the sky at the same time, and quickly shook Yan Li and other ten people to the ground, turning them into two streamers...

"Brother Yan, who are they?" Nangong Yong could not help but exclaim, because the three people in the sky must be masters of the secret world.

"It should be the Black Blood Clan!" Yan Li raised his eyes to the sky, and said in a deep voice.

"Swoosh!"

Suddenly, more than thirty shadows rushed out from the surroundings, heading straight to Yanli and others.

"Everyone be careful, it is the demon of the Black Blood Sect!" Yan Li took a sip and pulled out the Wufeng Sword suddenly. The cold light flashed in his eyes.

Shadow Thorn!!!

Dozens of sword lights were misty and weird, and at the same time enveloped the five black-blooded warriors, at the same time, Nangong Yong, Lin Jingyun and others also pulled out their weapons and greeted other black-blooded warriors.

"Miscellaneous Great Palace! Suffering!"

The five black-blooded warriors were trained to be high-strength, and they were all masters of breaking yuan. The crescent knife in his hand cut out a strange track, cut off the sword shadow, and rushed to Yanli.

Soul thorn!!!

Yan Li's gaze suddenly shrank, Wu Fengjian shone with a bloody light, and swept towards the five people at an extraordinary speed.

"Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang!"

The sound of gold and iron clashes sounded, and the eyes of the five Black Mist Warriors who were in contact with his weapons became dull.

"dead!"

With a soft drink, Yanli's speed increased again by a few points, and he quickly passed by five people, using both hands. Three people's heads rose into the sky, and two others were slapped out by him with Tiangang palm, fell to the ground, seriously injured and unable to fight again .

Stopping his gaze and sweeping across the audience, Yan Li found that the other disciples in the Great Wasteland Palace performed quite well.

Among them, Qin Shuang, Lin Jingyun, and Shen Tu Hanxiang performed the most amazing. Qin Shuang's attack was calm, and the three black-blooded warriors besieging him were defeated by him.

Lin Jingyun's swordsmanship was extremely fast, like thunder and lightning, killing the four people who besieged him.

And Shen Tu Hanxiang is even more extraordinary. Her long sword with a sharp weapon waved and the sword overflowed, and no one who besieged her dared to approach her.

After a little thought, Yanli rushed directly to Lin Jingyun's side.

Soul thorn!!!

The two black-blooded warriors hurried back, and their eyes were dull for a moment. One of them was cut off by Yan Li and the other was cut by Lin Jingyun's blade.

The remaining two were shocked when they saw the situation. The two met each other and saw each other. They saved each other and solved them with three or five strokes.

"Jingyun, you go to help Master Shen Tu! I will help Brother Qin!"

Lin Jingyun nodded and flew to Shen Tu Hanxiang.

"Poof!"

Another black blood sect warrior's head was cut off by Yan Li, Qin Shuang's pressure was greatly reduced, and the sudden power, he split the other two black blood warriors.

Four of the top ten players got rid of the siege and went to help each other.

"Poof!"

Yanli Longjian inserted into the chest of a black-blooded warrior and did not immediately pull it out. There was a sound of "gurgling" in his ear.

Previously, everyone was in crisis, so he only cared about killing, and there was no time for the sword spirit to absorb their vitality and blood.

Now don't worry, it's basically stable.

Feeling a rush of energy into the body, he couldn't help but rejuvenate. After absorbing half of the vitality and blood in the other party's body, he pulled out his long sword and greeted another person.

In a blink of an eye, Yan Li has drawn the blood and vitality of the five black-blooded warriors, and the blood demon Qihai in Dantian shines with bloody light, which is particularly strange.

And Yanli's speed and strength have increased a lot. People are getting weaker during the war, but he is getting more courageous.

When he killed five more people and wanted to continue to pounce on others, he found that more than thirty black-blooded martial artists were killed by ten of them.

"Whizzing!"

The two figures descended from the sky, but Yuan Changfeng and Yin Changkong.

They glanced over the corpse on the ground, and couldn't help showing a smile of relief.

"Are you all okay?"

"Back to the elders, we are all very good!"

Except for the slightly weaker Zuo Han and Ren Qiukuang who suffered minor injuries, the others were intact, but their clothes were stained with blood.

Of course, these blood are black blood clan!

"It's okay! Bury these bodies! Take a break and let's keep going!"

"Yes!"

Everyone led their lives, digging pits, digging pits, and carrying corpses. Soon, the dead black blood clan was buried in the soil.

After a short rest, the crowd once again got the overlord eagle and the cheats long sword, but Yanli couldn't help but put his mind into the sea of ​​blood demon qi in Dantian.