Under such a nervous situation, Shen Jiuli was not panicked at all in his movements, and was still as free and easy as flowing water.

The masters dispersed around according to Shen Jiuli's gesture. Shen Jiuli's bamboo flute continued to blow, and the sword in his hand gently stretched, and blood flowed out of his palm and fell down.

The air was filled with a strange sweet fragrance of blood. It was not like ordinary blood, but with a faint fragrance of uedema, which fell down like this. A drop fell down is a blood-red lotus.

The four evil beasts who had already made the retreating move turned around again, and the four pairs of small eyes showed greed, and rushed towards the blood-red lotus flowers, desperately snatching food...

Wherever Shen Jiuli walked, blood lotus bloomed everywhere, making the four evil beasts look like mosquitoes and saw each arch and followed Shen Jiuli's footsteps all the way forward.

Everyone felt a sigh of relief in their hearts.

Fortunately, there is a God here!

As long as the God is here, everything is possible! There is still hope in this world!

The only thing they were a little worried was that when using Miaofan as bait, she only needed to drop a drop of blood every one or two minutes.

However, the blood in the palm of the God Lord was connected to each other, falling like a pearl chain, and it was still far away from the other sealed places. The God Lord’s bloodshed method was probably not supported by the last place!

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but follow Shen Jiuli.

This god was fluttering in white clothes, with a magnificent fairy spirit. It pierced the darkness like a ray of sunshine, giving everyone hope.

The bamboo flute on his lips has never stopped, and even a syllable has never been confused.

His calmness gave everyone peace of mind, allowing everyone to act normally no matter what environment they are in.

His flute sound is the key to controlling the eight evil beasts so that they will not be crazy. Since he found the eight evil beasts, the flute sound has never stopped for four days and four nights!

The sound of the flute is played with magic power, and every note consumes his divine power.

His originally light red lips were faintly pale, and he had nearly half of his divine power to build this ban formation.

He used a bamboo flute to deal with these evil beasts for four days and four nights, and then consumed two or three percent of his divine power.

At this moment, at most 20% of the divine power on his body was left. When he was close to the end of his strength, his expression was still calm.

He cut his palms and turned into lotus with blood. The blood he shed was not ordinary blood, but the blood of the gods.

The blood of the god only grows in certain specific acupoints in his body, and every drop of it is painful like a knife cut.

His face was pale and unresponsive, but he still had no expression on his face, and he could not see any pain. He did not stop at all during his actions, and he was as comfortable as walking in the garden.

Throughout his journey, he not only controlled the eight evil beasts, but also had to kill the crazy and fierce spirits in the formation that had been infected by the purple evil at any time.

His moves are extremely steady and fast, and his momentum is amazing. One sword determines the universe! One sword determines life and death!

There are countless blood of ferocious beasts stained on his sword, but it still shines with dazzling light, a faint circle of white light lingers, splitting the gloom in people's hearts.

This is the most powerful existence!

Everyone looked at him with admiration and admiration.

Of course, these people work harder in doing things!

After walking through two sealed places, another bloody battle, trapping the two evil beasts. When trapping the third to last evil beast, an accident occurred.
Chapter completed!