"Blood coagulation overlord technique, sure enough, the cultivation base of this Xuanhuo's blood technique is many times higher than that of Yang Xiao's." Ye Chentian's face was gloomy, this is not good news.
The blood coagulation overlord technique can rapidly increase one's cultivation by several levels in a short period of time, but what is needed to practice this blood technique is the blood extracted from countless human bodies.
Behind this Xuanhuo, thousands of lives were indeed on his back.
"Elders, Xuanhuo is a secret technique. If you don't persist for too long, it will drop back to its original cultivation level." Ye Chentian uttered a voice, which accurately reached the ears of every elder.
Naturally, Qing Lingyun also heard it, and a trace of unknown greed subsided in his eyes, and immediately stood in front of Xuanhuo with an upright face.
"Xuanhuo, who are you!"
Not far away, Xuanhuo is blood-red all over, and the whites and pupils cannot be seen in the ferocious eyes, completely looking like a bloody man.
"Who am I? Yinshamen, twelve generals and eleventh!" Xuanhuo's tumbling blood made the elders feel oppressed.
"Yin Shamen? I haven't heard of it. Is it a sect from another county?"
"No, Wutian Kingdom doesn't seem to have this sect."
"Yin evil gate
Qing Lingyun's eyes glowed coldly, as if he had thought of something, but the other elders were puzzled, and they had never heard of the Yin Shamen.
"You can't stop me today." Xuanhuo grinned.
Qing Lingyun looked at Xuanhuo, with calculations in his heart.
"Sure enough, that side will not spare us who are dying?" Qing Lingyun said in a voice that he could only hear.
Ye Chentian looked at Qing Lingyun, his eyes were transparent. Qing Lingyun might have realized that there was a problem with Xuanhuo, but he never pointed it out, and it was difficult to remove the thorn in his heart.
Perhaps, Ye Chentian was used by Qing Lingyun this time, and it became an excuse, an excuse to get rid of the thorn in his heart.
"It has become a chess piece." Ye Chentian lowered his head and smiled slightly, with some inexplicable colors flickering in his eyes.
"Since you admit that you are not from the Holy Fire Palace, then come with me."
Qing Lingyun stretched out a hand, and the mysterious energy that filled the sky suddenly condensed, turning into a huge pale yellow palm, with five fingers forming claws, and grabbed at the mysterious fire.
"Want me to go with you?" Xuanhuo's bloody eyes suddenly widened, and a condensed blood light shot out, knocking off the huge palm.
"You have to show some skills."
"Elders, help me catch this thief." Qing Lingyun said in a low voice, because he underestimated Xuanhuo.
"good!"
A group of elders made a move, and the profound energy in the sky exploded in an instant. The disciples of the Sacred Fire Palace couldn't bear the pressure, and retreated violently one by one.
Ye Chentian stood quietly on the ring, watching the elder make a move coldly.
Xuanhuo stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, streams of condensed blood gathered and turned into a blood-red barrier. The attacks of the people in the Holy Fire Palace fell on it, like a stone sinking into the sea, and even the slightest wave could not be stirred up.
Elder Li's expression froze, and a light ball formed by profound energy suddenly appeared in his hand. He recited the formula in his mouth, and shot out the light ball with his hands.
This light group contained thunder light, and it made a sound of thunderbolts, and fell on the barrier.
Suddenly, the ball of light exploded, causing huge ripples on the barrier.
"efficient!"
Everyone saw that Elder Li's thunder light suppressed the sea of ??blood, and they were overjoyed.
"Li Qing, you are the main attacker, and I will suppress Xuanhuo for you."
Qing Lingyun floated in the air, and the holy flame clock shrunk to the size of a palm and revolved around him.
The sacred flame clock emitted a faint fluorescence, and a burst of profound energy fell on everyone's shoulders.
"Is it the Holy Flame Clock?"
Xuanhuo squinted his eyes, and an invisible sense of pressure penetrated into his heart. This was the oppression from the holy fire bell, and Xuanhuo's power was somewhat weakened under the pressure.
On the other hand, everyone in the Holy Fire Palace seemed to be encouraged, and each of them made a particularly sharp move.
A faint thunder light appeared on Elder Li's body, and traces of electricity were looming, and the moves he made with his hands carried a lot of destructive aura.
Finally, the bloody barrier in front of Xuanhuo was about to fail. At this time, Xuanhuo's figure flashed, and before everyone could see clearly, they saw Xuanhuo appearing in the air, with bloody hands like Elder Li.
"careful!"
The Great Elder's eyes sharpened, and he hurriedly shouted.
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Xuanhuo's hand is not much worse than a sword. Elder Li didn't have time to dodge, so he was pushed forward.?? Destroyed.
"The ninth level of Xiaodan Yuan A crazy color emerged in Ye Chentian's eyes.
"You survived by luck? Huh, I see how many moves you can block!" Xuanhuo's eyes were full of blood, and his appearance was particularly terrifying.
The elders of the Holy Fire Palace landed on the ring and surrounded Xuanhuo. After all, Ye Chentian was still a disciple of the Holy Fire Palace, so it was impossible to just watch him die at the hands of Xuanhuo.
Ye Chentian took out something from his arms, and a look of madness suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Xuantian Ginseng!
One suppressed himself not to use this Xuantian ginseng, Ye Chentian wanted a perfect foundation, and now he didn't care so much, Xuanhuo would not let him go easily today, and Qing Lingyun was unwilling to make a move.
Even so, Ye Chentian has no choice.
"The 20,000 points obtained by beheading Yang Xiao is still too little, just exchanged for this little thing."
A few medicinal herbs exuding strong profound energy reappeared in Ye Chentian's hands again, and they were tightly gathered in his hands.
A flame rose from the palm of his hand, wrapping these herbs, Ye Chentian was preparing for alchemy!
"Oh? You know how to make alchemy?" Xuanhuo smiled ferociously. He is the elder who is in charge of the elixir of the Holy Fire Palace. He is naturally not weak in alchemy. Looking at Ye Chentian, he felt ridiculous.
"Death is imminent, what tricks do you want to do!" Qing Lingyun looked coldly at Ye Chentian on the ring, frowned slightly, and had some bad premonitions in his heart.
Qing Ya glanced at the latter from below Qing Lingyun, but swallowed her words as they reached her throat.
Qing Lingyun's actions have already explained everything. He is the majestic Palace Master of the Holy Fire Palace, but seeing Ye Chentian being injured by the Xuanhuo, he does nothing. He just looks at him coldly in the air. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com