In the blood pool space, as the second blood pool exploded, the black phantom opened his eyes again.

"The ugly cow was also killed? It seems that although cultivation with a blood pool can quickly improve their strength, the foundation will be unstable and useless. It is better to use it as a sacrifice and speed up the awakening." The black phantom murmured to himself, raising his hand and making a move.

A magic array emerged in the burst blood pool, and the soul of the green bull spirit appeared in it.

The soul of the green bull was about to thank him, but the black phantom opened his mouth and sucked it.

A huge suction force enveloped, and the soul of the green bull spirit had no power to resist, and flew into the mouth of the black phantom with a "swoosh".

The black phantom light fluctuated and condensed a little more again.

In the huge pool of blood, the huge body shook and a faint black light appeared on the surface.

...

"Hao Zhu, isn't it okay yet? Huo Niu has been killed!" The two-horned giant man looked into the distance and asked anxiously...

The demon wind seemed to have not heard of it, and continued to urge the black and red flag in his hand.

After Shen Dao passed through the map of mountains, rivers and the country, he saw the battle situation outside, and was both surprised and happy.

The twelve ancestor witch clone is indeed powerful. The strength of the Green Bull Spirit is definitely not weak. Even if he takes action himself, he cannot win it in a short time. Now he is killed after one encounter.

It’s a pity that he has just contacted the Twelve Dutian God Evil Formation and has not been able to control it freely, so he can only drive the three ancestor witch clones.

He pinched the magic tricks with his hands, and once again activated the three-headed ancestor witches and pounced on Lin Xinyue and Ma Xiuxiu nearby.

Ma Xiuxiu's face turned cold, her hands flipped, and a blood-red seal appeared in front of her. The words "Seven Kills" were written in ancient seal script at the bottom, which was full of murderous intent and shocking!

The woman's hands changed, and several magic tricks were used one after another, and she flipped her fingers at the blood-red seal.

A blood-colored wave of light bloomed from the Seven Killing Seal, which contained an amazing wave of spiritual power. The void within dozens of feet in front of them all cracked with a "click".

The two ancestor witches who rushed towards Ma Xiuxiu were shocked, as if they were hit by a meteorite and were shaken away by the Seven Kill Seals.

Lin Xinyue was also locked by an ancestor witch, her pretty face changed slightly, her hands were split, and spider silk shot out from her hands, densely packed, instantly forming a big net.

These spider silks are more than ten times thicker than they were when they were sinking before, and the spider silks are also pink and exudes a compelling fragrance.

Nie Caizhu, dozens of feet away, was about to step forward to help the three ancestor witches with their arms. When she smelled the fragrance from afar, she immediately felt her muscles and bones soft and her soul was fascinated.

She stopped quickly and flew to the distance for a hundred feet before she improved, with a hint of shock on her face.

The big pink net covers the sky and the sun, and falls down to cover the ancestor witch.

A stream of bone-absorbing and ecstasy fragrance swarmed into the body of the ancestor witch, and even the iron man would turn into a soft finger. However, the ancestor witch seemed to have no effect at all. Her two burning hands grabbed the spider web and teared it.

With a "swish", the huge spider web was torn apart.

"Impossible! My aphrodisiac technique has been fully cultivated, and as long as it is flesh and blood, it will be affected!" Lin Xinyue exclaimed in disbelief and ejaculated backwards.

A sneer flashed across the corner of his mouth in the map of mountains, rivers and the country.

Lin Xinyue’s bone-eroding fragrance is indeed powerful. Ordinary monks, even those in the realm of the Heavenly Venerable, will not be unaffected.

Unfortunately, Lin Xinyue is facing the ancestral witch at this moment. The witch clan does not cultivate magical powers, but only tempers the body. The resistance to poisonous and soul-absorbed magical powers is much stronger than that of ordinary cultivators.

Another thing is that the incarnation of the ancestor witch in front of him is Zhu Rong, the ancestor witch of southern fire. She is born with the magical power of fire and restrains all poisonous substances. Lin Xinyue's aphrodisiac technique has no effect on him.

Chen Luo made a gesture in his hand, and the Zhurong ancestor witch chased Lin Xinyue tightly, faster, and caught up with the other party in a flash. A giant palm as big as a castle appeared in front of Lin Xinyue, carrying the huge force that turned the world, and grabbed it down like lightning.

However, silver light flashed under Lin Xinyue's feet, and a silver spider silk appeared, and the other end extended to the distance, but it hooked on the double-horned giant man.

The silver spider silk light flashed, and Lin Xinyue's figure flashed and disappeared. The next moment, she appeared beside the two-horned giant man in the distance. Zhu Rong's ancestor witch's giant palm immediately grabbed the sky.

"Heaven silk!" Chen Luo immediately recognized the origin of the silver spider silk.

This is the magical power of the Pan Si Cave. The spider silk contains the power of space. As long as there are spider silks connected, they can be moved in an instant no matter how far they are.

In reality, Lin Xinyue secretly taped Tian Jian Silk on him and followed him with this magical power. Now Lin Xinyue has used this magical power more than a hundred times more exquisitely. He had not noticed the existence of Tian Jian Silk before.

Chen Luo's face darkened, he gave up dealing with Ma Xiuxiu, and urged the three ancestor witches to slap towards Lin Xinyue, Yao Feng and others.

He stood up himself, took the Zhenhai iron rod and the God of War Whip with his hands, and planned to take action himself.

Yao Feng kept beating cross-legged in the distance, which made Chen Luo feel a little bad, especially the black and red flag sacrificed by the other party, which seemed to be in connection with the Twelve Dutian God Evil Formation, so Yao Feng could not continue.

Seeing the three-headed ancestor witch rushing over, the two-horned giant man, the yellow-robed wolf demon, flashed and blocked the demon wind, and was about to fight.

Lin Xinyue hesitated for a moment, but did not escape. She flipped her hands and took out a long silver whip, which was inlaid with nine star-like crystal stones. The surroundings were filled with clear sounds, like listening to fairy music, which was obviously an extraordinary magic weapon.

At this moment, Yao Feng, who had been closing his eyes and casting spells, suddenly opened his eyes.

The black and red flag above his head had risen to seven or eight feet in size, fluttering in the wind.

The demon wind squirted out a mouthful of essence and blood, blending into the black and red flag. The flag once again rose in the wind and instantly turned into a giant flag dozens of feet in size.

A round of blood light like a scorching sun bloomed from above, spreading rapidly towards the surroundings, and in an instant, enveloped the twelve ancestor witches.

The twelve ancestor witches' expressions became dull, and the three ancestor witches who were controlled by Shen Luo were the same. The flying figure suddenly stopped, as if it had turned into a statue.

This situation is similar to that when Shen Luo used the Vajra Circle to collect the twelve array flags.

"What's going on?" Chen Luo frowned, and the connection between the three-headed ancestor witches and him was cut off and he could not command at all.

Moreover, the circular magic array composed of twelve black flags began to shake black lights, and it was in a tendency to collapse.

Yao Feng took out another dark red bead and crushed it again.

Countless blood clouds appeared again and merged into the bodies of the twelve ancestor witches.

The twelve ancestor witches absorbed the blood clouds and immediately regained their agility. All their bodies expanded three points, their eyes turned blood red, and suddenly they pounced on a void space, and more than twenty big hands grabbed them.

With a loud "boom", the void there was shattered, and a white scroll was captured, which was the map of mountains, rivers, and country.

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Chapter completed!