Just...

Now I have obtained the Bodhi tree seed after Nirvana, and there is no need to fight with these people anymore. The most important thing for me is to break through the title of marquis!

But these people were in trouble. Fortunately, Xia Wusheng and Chen Quming did not chase after him. They thought they still had the power to fight again and did not step forward, but in fact, they didn't have much spiritual energy at all now. Now they have to recover their spiritual energy first.

Zheng Shiyi glanced at the people chasing closely, and thoughts moved, and a strong smell of blood flew out from the Blood Prison Futu and spread around.

"careful!"

"He's going to do it!"

Everyone felt the strong smell of blood coming from the air, and looked at the tower martial treasures wrapped in blood-like red light in the sky, and quickly retreated to the rear.

They wanted Zheng Shiyi's adventure, but they had to live. At this time, they would be killed.

The Blood Prison Futu flew up and grew rapidly in the sky, then fell to the ground, completely covering Zheng Shiyi.

Zheng Shiyi entered the Blood Prison Futu, immediately sat down cross-legged, took out a pill from his arms and took it.

"He...he's hidden inside!"

"No, we were deceived. In fact, he was at the end of his strength. He was not going to escape, but to defend himself with this tower!"

When everyone saw Zheng Shiyi's actions, they quickly reacted and felt very angry. If they had taken action just now, they might have knocked down Zheng Shiyi at this time.

However, even now it is not too late. Zheng Shiyi's martial treasure does not look particularly terrifying. With so many of them here, can they still not break the defense of this martial treasure?

After breaking through the defense, any of them could catch Zheng Shiyi and get all the adventures of Zheng Shiyi!

"He won't last long after doing it."

"First break through this martial arts treasure. Whoever can catch Zheng Shiyi will rely on their own abilities."

Everyone looked at Zheng Shiyi who was completely hidden in the martial arts treasure and no longer had any worries. They used their strongest attacks to hit the Blood Prison Futu from afar.

For a moment, sword energy, sword lights, gun shadows fell in the sky, hot flames, frozen ice, violent winds rolled up, swords, long swords, hammers, and countless martial treasures fell in the direction of the Blood Prison Futu.

At this moment, the entire space made a sound of explosions. Under countless attacks, this space seemed to explode completely.

The attacks fell on the Blood Prison Futu. Under the impact, the Blood Prison Futu trembled obviously, and the ground under his feet shaking, and loud noises like a huge rock explosion continued to be heard.

"Not broken?"

"This martial treasure has not been broken yet, and even the red light outside has not been broken?"

"This...it looks like an extremely ordinary martial arts treasure."

Everyone was surprised to see the blood-red tower that was still safe and sound under the attack. No matter how you look at it, this martial treasure is just an ordinary martial treasure. Facing the attacks of so many of them, there was no damage at all.

After being surprised, everyone attacked the Blood Prison Futu even more crazily.

Zheng Shiyi sat in the Blood Prison Futu, feeling the vibration of the Blood Prison Futu, and a smile appeared on his face. He had been using the Blood Prison Futu for these days and was also practicing the true demon strategy. It was only a while ago that he realized that the full name of the Blood Prison Futu was not the Blood Prison Futu but the Blood Prison Wanling Futu.

However, Cang Yue, who had refined the Blood Prison Futu, had only limited knowledge, but he only refined the Blood Prison Futu. The original Blood Prison Futu was not so strong, but as he grew up, especially when he entered the Holy Tomb, he didn't know how many people had killed, so that the Blood Prison Futu absorbed so much essence and blood.

The Blood Prison Buddha continued to improve under the watering of essence and blood, so he was so strong.

The only regret is that the materials of Blood Prison Futu are limited, and they can only absorb essence and blood, but not souls. They don’t know how to make it absorb souls and become the real Blood Prison Wanling Futu.

Outside the Blood Prison Futu, everyone continued to attack. Slowly, the red blood mist on the outermost layer of the Blood Prison Futu began to slowly dissipate.

"Thirty percent, the light of his red pagoda has dissipated by 30%. If he continues to attack, he will not last long. As long as the red essence and blood light disappears, the martial arts treasure will be shattered in an instant!"

"This time, let's see how he can escape!"

Everyone around looked at the red light that was constantly fading, and the light in their eyes became hotter and hotter. Zheng Shiyi obviously no longer had the power to fight again. As long as they break through the defense and catch Zheng Shiyi, they can become the next peerless genius.

He can easily defeat the genius of Xia Wusheng and Chen Quming among the three sons, and an invincible person under the Marquis realm!

But the marquis was already so terrifying, and it could even be said that it was certain that he would definitely enter the marquis realm.

Excited, many people began to approach the Blood Prison Futu. They just waited for the Blood Prison Futu to break the Blood Prison Futu and then stepped forward to grab Zheng Shiyi.

"The essence and blood shield outside the Blood Prison Futu has been reduced by 30%, and I have recovered almost."

Zheng Shiyi sat in the Blood Prison Futu, his eyes suddenly opened, and a cold light shot out from his eyes. With a thought, the Blood Prison Futu suddenly rose from the ground and shrank rapidly in the sky. In a blink of an eye, it turned as big as a mace and fell into Zheng Shiyi's hand.

As the Blood Prison Futu retracted, attacks from the sky fell down Zheng Shiyi, who was standing on the ground.

Eight Wastes!

Zheng Shiyi looked up at the top of his head and took a step forward.

Within one step, it seemed that it could cross mountains and rivers, and seemed to ignore the obstacles of space and appeared in front of the fastest people rushing across the opposite side.

When he was standing, a phantom slowly emerged, and attacks fell from the sky, completely scattering the phantom in an instant.

The earth below was even more smashed and collapsed under the attack of this violent storm, and cracks spread wildly around.

"Zheng Shiyi?"

"Can he get up?"

Among the crowd, the few people rushing in front of him looked at Zheng Shiyi who suddenly appeared in front of him, and their eyes widened, looking at the blood-red tower that fell in front of him in disbelief.

A strong smell of blood swept through the body like a strong wind.

The few people felt a red light flash in front of their eyes, and sounds of explosions like huge rocks had already been heard, and their bodies exploded one by one, and blood flew into the sky.

"Zheng Shiyi...he has recovered!"

"This devil cannot recover so quickly, he can't hold on for long."

"Yes, don't be scared by him. What are so many of us afraid of!"

A shout came from the crowd, but the sound had just fallen, and the sound of thunder had already been heard in the air. A golden light slid from before my eyes, as if the thunder from nine heavens fell, and the world in front of me seemed to have completely collapsed.

With one blow, blood light soared into the sky and the strong wind whistled.

Shadows were shattered, and pieces of broken meat sputtered and flew around.

Zheng Shiyi held the Blood Prison Futu in his hand, like an ancient killing god who woke up from his sleep and rushed into the crowd. The Blood Prison Futu swept across the board, and no one could stop the attack.

In just a few breaths, the air around was completely filled with the smell of blood, and blood flowed on the shattered ground, like blood-colored rivers.

"He's really recovered!"

"How did he recover in such a short time!"

"Not good, run!"

Everyone looked at Zheng Shiyi, who was covered in blood, who was like a god of killing, and they were shocked and fled around with a sudden burst of energy. In the blink of an eye, except for those who were too close to Zheng Shiyi and could not escape, the rest of the people had already escaped.

The blood had already flowed into a river on the ground, and blood was flowing down, and a slender figure slowly walked towards him.

"Fang Ling?"

Zheng Shiyi turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came. Seeing the person coming clearly, he frowned slightly. Why is this woman coming? Although he had never taken action, just watching her walk, he could feel that her strength had improved a lot compared to before.

What did she do? Is she trying to do it on herself?

A sense of confusion arose in Zheng Shiyi's heart.

Fang Ling swept around her beautiful eyes, then she fell on Zheng Shiyi, shook her head slightly and sighed: "I said that you should join our Demon Sect. Look, even if you didn't join our Demon Sect, they still regard you as a devil and will still be chased by so many people."

"I have also said that I have a master, and my master is also very good to me. I will not betray the master. If you come to me for this, you can leave." Zheng Shiyi's face became cold.

"Forget it, since that's the case, I won't say more. I'm here to look for you this time because of another thing." A look of disappointment flashed in Fang Ling's eyes. After pausing for a moment, she adjusted, took out a secret book, and threw it towards Zheng Shiyi.

"What is this?" Zheng Shiyi took the secret book and didn't open it. He just looked at Fang Ling in surprise, wondering what she meant.

"There is a skill here called Qianyang Dari Demonic Art, which is the supreme skill of our Demonic Sect. I know that you accidentally obtained the method of our Demonic Sect, and then you cultivated the demonic energy.

You just have demonic energy, but there is no matching technique. I remembered this technique, so I brought it to you.

I believe that this should be the most suitable technique for you. If this Qianyang Great Sun Magic Art is practiced to the extreme, it will have a huge power.

Once upon a time, there was a senior in our Demon Sect who even fought against the saint with the power of Qianyang Dari Demon! I believe that you will soon know the power of this technique."
Chapter completed!