Mere persuasion and comfort can no longer free these monks from the Nandou Sect from fear.
This fear has been ingrained for a decade.
Only real killing, the blood of the Blood Vine Clan, can stimulate these Nandou Sect monks.
Let them realize that although the Blood Vine Clan is an ancient vicious clan, it is not invincible!
Su Zimo's eyes widened, his magic power surged, and his hands transformed magic formulas.
The three Dao fires that originally surrounded him quickly condensed together to form a ball of three-color flames, filled with a heart-stopping aura!
Samadhi Dao Fire!
Everyone in the Nandou Sect looked at the jumping flames, all of them looked fearful and did not dare to say a word.
"go!"
Su Zimo slowly rose into the air and threw the three-color flame in his hand in the direction of Liuxing Mountain.
At the same time, a primordial fire burst out from between his eyebrows and submerged into the three-color flame!
The fire is booming!
The four fires of Taoism!
Su Zimo has cultivated to the Fusion Realm, and even the Half-Ancestor cannot withstand the power of the Four Immortals Dao Fire!
But at this time, he had already launched a murderous intention to kill all the Blood Vine Clan on the Six Star Mountain. He had no intention of holding back and would use all his strength!
call!
The flames are rising!
Su Zimo activated his soul, his magic power surged, and the four-dimensional Tao fire continued to spread and burn around!
Some Blood Vine clansmen who were unable to transform into human form could only watch helplessly as the Simei Dao Fire burned in and turned into ashes while struggling and screaming!
Some Blood Vine Tribes transformed into human forms and wanted to escape, but the power of the Simei Dao Fire was so great that even if a spark fell on these Blood Vine Tribes, they couldn't resist it!
Su Zimo pushed his soul to the limit.
The speed of the Simei Dao Fire spreads extremely fast!
Some of the Blood Vine Clan reacted a little slowly, and were overtaken by the Simei Dao Fire and burned to ashes!
In the blink of an eye, Liuxing Mountain fell into a sea of fire!
Everyone in the Nandou sect stared, opened their mouths, and could no longer say a word.
This scene had a huge impact on them!
Originally, in their impression, most of the bloody vine tribe, which were cruel, bloodthirsty and invincible, were burned to death by this fire!
Although it is said that most of those who were burned to death by the Simei Dao Fire were low-level Blood Vine clan members.
But even so, a glimmer of hope reawakened in the eyes of everyone in the Nandou Sect.
The Simei Dao Fire continues to spread, covering the entire area of Liuxing Mountain!
However, the fire burned to the foot of the six main peaks, but it seemed to be hindered by some powerful force and could not cover the six main peaks.
There are still thousands of Blood Vine clan members who have fled to the six main peaks to hide.
Su Zimo looked solemn.
He knew that the real war had just begun!
On those six main peaks, there must be the top experts of the vicious clan guarding them!
boom! boom! boom!
One after another, powerful figures soared into the sky, with overwhelming pressure!
The combined power of the Blood Vine Clan appears!
Su Zimo glanced around, and in just a blink of an eye, more than twenty powerful combined powers appeared in mid-air, their blood energy soaring to the sky, and a huge pressure came down!
Under the pressure of these twenty or so powerful combined gods, the Similā Dao Fire was greatly suppressed. The flames flickered and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
The magic is condensed, and its power can naturally be maximized.
For someone like Su Zimo, when the Simei Dao Fire is spread over such a large area, its power has been greatly reduced. Even the combined power of the Blood Vine Clan can suppress it!
And in mid-air, the number of combined powers from the Blood Vine Tribe is still increasing!
Soon, it reached fifty!
Just on this Six-Star Mountain, there are fifty combined powers. You can imagine how terrifying it must be to be one of the nine vicious clans, the Blood Vine Clan!
If it were just these powerful people from the Blood Vine Clan, they would be nothing in Su Zimo's eyes.
But he vaguely sensed that there was a more powerful existence hidden in the Six Star Mountain, watching him in a corner!
Half-ancestor of the Blood Vine Clan!
Moreover, it is very likely that there is more than one!
"If a war breaks out later, take your fellow disciples and leave here as soon as possible."
Su Zimo secretly transmitted the sound of Tang Shiyun.
There were more powerful people from the Blood Vine Clan on Six Star Mountain than he thought!
In the event of a war, he would have too much time to take care of himself and it would be difficult to protect Tang Shiyun and others.
"Who are you? How dare you break into my Blood Vine Clan's territory and kill my Blood Vine Clan!"
A powerful man from the Blood Vine Clan gave a sharp shout.
Su Zimo sneered and said, "Didn't your Blood Vine Clan issue a killing order for me? You don't even recognize who I am?"
"Um?"
The expressions of the Blood Vine Clan in mid-air changed!
"You are... Huangwu!"
Some Blood Vine clan members gave a light drink.
"Hehehehe."
At this moment, a burst of laughter came from the Seven Kills Peak.
A figure rose slowly, wearing a blood-colored robe, sticking out a scarlet tongue, licking his lips, and said leisurely: "It's really hard to find a place through iron shoes, it takes no effort to get here. You Huangwu took the initiative to send it to the door, but It also saved me a lot of effort!”
"Little Lord!"
The combined powers of the Blood Vine Clan saw this person and bowed in salute.
"You must be Teng Lingzi."
Su Zimo looked at the blood-robed young man with a cold expression, not hiding the murderous intent in his eyes!
"it's me."
Teng Lingzi smiled evilly and said, "Why, the majestic Eternal Demon and the Great Martial Power, have also heard of my name?"
"Ming was really killed by you?"
Su Zimo asked coldly.
"Who is Mingzhen?"
Teng Lingzi shook his head and said: "I never remember the names of these ants from your human race. It's a waste of energy."
"Who would remember the name of the blood food they ate?"
Teng Lingzi smiled slightly at Su Zimo, and the gaps between his teeth were still bloodshot, like evil ghosts in hell!
"Eh? Mingzhen?"
Teng Lingzi seemed to have thought of something, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you talking about a young monk?"
Su Zimo narrowed his eyes.
Seeing Su Zimo's expression change, Teng Lingzi nodded and said, "It seems it's him."
"This little monk's Qi and blood are powerful and pure, so I will put him into my blood gourd and refine it."
As Teng Lingzi spoke, he took out a bloody gourd and held it in his palm.
"This blood gourd is my natal magical weapon. Even if your half-ancestor of the human race is taken in, he will not survive for more than a year!"
"But this little monk is really amazing. Tsk tsk, a mere Dharma Realm can survive my blood gourd until now."
"Um?"
Su Zimo's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed, "Ming is really not dead?"
"You don't have to be happy either."
Teng Lingzi said with a smile: "This little monk can't hold on anymore. I estimate that in another year and a half, he will completely turn into blood and water and become the essence of my blood gourd!"
"It doesn't have to be a year and a half."
Su Zimo's eyes were like lightning, with murderous intent, and he said slowly: "Today, I will send you to see the King of Hell!"
"Ha ha ha ha."
Teng Lingzi seemed to have heard something extremely funny, and said solemnly: "Huangwu, don't worry, I will also put you into the blood gourd, let you be his companion, turn into blood, and go to hell together!"