Undoubtedly, in the scene before them, the few people definitely followed Xu Han's way and fell into the formation that he had arranged beforehand, but the few people in the blood show had no idea about the formation, so they had to run constantly in the forest.
The thick white mist covered all the surrounding trees, and could only see the scene within three meters. The few people in the formation finally experienced the scene of other warriors in the black fog that they had placed. It's a complete smear, and there is no direction at all.
"Brother Zhan, we seem to be in circles all the time." The warrior who was running behind Xue Zhan stopped suddenly, looked at a giant tree in front of him, whispered in his mouth, and his tone was full of unpleasant colors.
With the tall trees on both sides, the blood show turned his head, and his eyes were full of violent colors. Looking at the talking warrior, a hint of doubt flashed across his face.
Following the gaze of the warrior, several people saw a fresh scratch on the tree trunk beside them, and it was obvious that several people had just passed by here.
"Damn!" Xue Zhan said with a loud shout, and a sharp claw swept out, directly turning the huge tree into several pieces. Last time, it was also because of the big formation that I let myself escape in embarrassment. I didn't expect to be trapped in the big formation again.
Xue Zhan looked at the surrounding scenes, suppressed the anger in his heart, and exhaled deeply, while the many warriors next to him all looked around with their eyes cautiously, without the slightest panic.
The disciple from Lixun Island, who was rushing, looked at the only companion left in the field, his face changed drastically, and his eyes were full of shock. Including Brother Blood Exhibition, there are several powerful late stage warriors of the God Transformation Realm, and now there is only one left.
"Have you seen Senior Brother Zhan?" The late-stage warrior of the God Transformation Realm surrounded by ghosts, looking at the crowds, couldn't help but ask urgently.
Such a big movement, the time for the blood show, must have come long ago, and it has been such a long time, not only the blood show, but also the warriors it brought, but also no one.
The rushing warrior had doubts in their eyes. This is not what they should ask. After all, they are coming later, how could they see the blood show, but watching the worried senior, a warrior from a remote soul island stepped forward, Suspiciously asked, "Isn't Brother Zhan supposed to come first?"
The only warrior in the late stage of the gods transformation in the field, a glimmer of worry flashed in his eyes, looked at the Xu Han and a few people on the opposite side, and shouted in a low voice: "Brother Zhan, they will come over immediately, and now immediately kill the warrior in front of them.
Looking at the figures in the sky and the surging Lihundao warriors, their eyes were full of doubt, but without a trace of hesitation, Qi Qi rushed towards Xu Han.
Although they didn't come to feel puzzled about the blood show, killing Xu Han was originally the goal of the few people. After all, the rumors in Broken Dragon Cliff during this period of time were not only the blood show rage, but they were also angry.
"Xu Han! Take it to death!" Seeing the black clothes in the air, most of the Martial Artists from the Lihundao Island rushed towards Xu Han.
After all, the news circulated in Broken Dragon Cliff was that Xu Han had killed many Martial Artists from the Outlying Soul Island, and Brother Blood Exhibition and many Martial Artists all fled in his hands.
"En?" Looking at the dozens of warriors who Qi Qi rushed towards, his eyes were full of doubts, but in his heart he wondered why the warriors of the remote soul island hated him so much.
Not far away, Yin Zhihui, seeing so many warriors rushing towards Xu Han, was anxious, with a soft drink in his mouth, and immediately rushed towards Xu Han.
A huge whirlpool suddenly rolled up on the dagger that Yin Zhihui raised high, looking at the ghost in the sky in front of him, with murderous intent in his eyes, he swept away.
The huge water flow swept across, and the ghosts in the scroll were all pulled into the whirlpool, and the thick fog that was drawn across it also gathered in it, dyeing the whirlpool into pitch black.
There were loud howls, and the ghosts that were swept into the whirlpool screamed repeatedly, but they couldn't get out of it. The dancing Yin Zhimao's face turned pale, but it seemed to be very exhausting.
"Zhiyu! Hold on for a while." Xu Han's eyes were overjoyed as he looked at the thick fog that was swept away in front of him and the martial artist exposed in the distance.
Roar!
In the silent forest, a roar suddenly rang out, and the martial artist from the remote soul island in amazement saw a huge spirit beast hit him in front of him.
The body of a hundred meters in size, turned into a fighting posture, Ziyu, his eyes glared, and his sharp claws grabbed the remote soul island warrior in the air.
what!
Standing in the air, the disciples of Lihundao, how could they think of such a powerful spirit beast rushing out, and several warriors who did not respond in time were directly caught in the claws of Ziyu.
Those warriors who could not be avoided, could not wait to be happy, saw a black shadow covering their heads, and saw a huge tail sweeping, and many warriors were shocked, and immediately blocked the remaining ghosts in front.
boom!
A huge roar, in addition to the few warriors who were lucky enough to be on the ground, the numerous ghosts and dozens of warriors in the air were directly bombarded on the ground, that is, the warriors in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and the same!
At the moment of the explosion, the front ghost image burst apart in an instant, and it was actually exploded under the tremendous power of Ziyu.
It seemed that there were many ghosts resisting, and the remote soul island martial artist in the field was not killed, but they all lay on the ground with a painful expression.
hiss!
Looking at the scene in front of them, the eyes of the people in Haokong were full of surprises, Xu Han's silver tree was so strong, they didn't expect this spirit beast's blow to be so terrifying.
With a heavy blow from Ziyu, the surrounding dense fog all dissipated to both sides. Those warriors who fell on the ground did not wait to get up, but they were greeted by dense tentacles. Several warriors in the middle stage of the gods were directly bound. In it.
Roar!
The purple feather that swept up in the air made a roar, and the sharp claws under him slammed, and the warriors caught in it were all squeezed.
The dark red blood was spilled, and the Lihundao disciple on the ground was shocked.
The immediate result made Xu Han's heart overjoyed, and it was true that Zi Yu had been kept, but he didn't expect such a good result.
"Good opportunity!" Looking at the warriors who were entangled by the silver tree, Xu Han's expression was pleasantly surprised, and a series of fingers entangled with thunder and lightning rushed out, blasting towards the warrior's head.
Stern fingers rushed towards him, and the martial artist on the ground looked at the howling martial arts, his eyes were full of horror.
boom!
The head shrouded in the black robe exploded like a cracked watermelon, and dark red blood spilled all around.
Seeing the martial artist being killed, Xu Han's eyes were overjoyed, but looking at the spirit energy consumed in the spirit sea, his eyes were filled with surprise. After only such a short time, the silver tree consumed more spirit energy than himself. .
"Brother! Save me!" The remaining several Lihundao disciples rushed out of their bodies. They were actually unable to break free from the entangled tentacles, their expressions were panicked, and they couldn't help shouting towards the late stage warrior of the Transcendent God Realm.
Standing on the ground in the distance, the Martial Artists of the Late Transition Realm were completely stunned. Dozens of Martial Artists in the Middle Transition Realm, plus the late self, could not even win the six warriors in the Middle Transition Realm. And many warriors died.
They are all the disciples of Lihundao, but now they are like the warriors of Lihundao before killing the disciples of other sects.
They, who used to be aloof, are now crying for help here.
"Could it be that Brother Xuezhan and they are all dead?" The warrior's eyes were startled, and he guessed in his heart, his eyes filled with horror.
The previous companions in the late stage of the transformation of the gods died, and now it is the tragic death of many juniors in the door. It has been time for a cup of tea, but the blood show and the others still did not appear. It must have been an accident.
Glancing at the warrior on the ground asking for help, the pale-faced warrior of the late stage transformation of the gods, looking at the purple feather whirling in the sky, he was shocked, but turned and jumped towards the forest behind him, actually fleeing.
"Want to escape? Where to go." Looking at the martial artist who suddenly fled, the prodigal son was shocked, and shouted in a burst of words, on top of the big sword in his hand, a sharp blade of air slashed down.
The warrior had no intention of resisting, and drove the last two ghosts to greet him, but his figure quickly leaped towards the forest on one side.
"Brother????" The remaining disciples of Lixun Island in the field looked at the martial artist who had escaped, their faces were full of disbelief, and then they turned into a deep contempt.
boom!
The two ghosts who greeted us with a scream, were bombarded by the prodigal son's sword qi on the ground, and without a trace of hesitation, they turned into a black mist and pursued the escaped warrior.
"The prodigal son, don't chase it!" Xu Han said anxiously when he saw that the prodigal was about to catch up.
In front of him was just an ordinary warrior in the late stage of the Transcendent God Realm, and it was the big head that was trapped by Zhou Xiaopang. Now that he has escaped, he must never dare to come back again in a short time.
Looking at the figure of the warrior from the back, the prodigal son murmured, but he rushed towards the remaining Lihundao disciples.
Without the warriors in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, the remaining warriors in the field were not opponents. After a while, they were all dead in the hands of Xu Han.
The result of the battle was completely beyond Xu Han's expectations. Not only did Zhou Xiaopang successfully drag the blood show in the distance, but the rest of the warriors were also successfully killed by a few people.
"Zhiyu! Are you okay?" Xu Han looked at Yin Zhiyu, who was pale, with deep concern in his eyes, thinking that it must have been the cause of the blow just now.
"It's okay, it consumes a little bit too much." Yin Zhiyu's face softened, and she whispered in her mouth. Then a pill appeared in her hand and swallowed it directly.
Seeing Yin Zhimao's face turned ruddy a lot, Xu Han was delighted, facing the approaching Haokong and several people, he said anxiously: "Zhou Xiaopang doesn't know what's going on there. Let's hurry up."
"Yep!"
Immediately, the few people did not hesitate, and immediately rushed towards the place where Zhou Xiaopang was standing, while Mu Xue on one side looked at Zi Yu on Xu Han's shoulder in shock.
Ziyu's battles were not unheard of, but every time he watched it, he was more shocked, but in his heart he guessed what kind of spirit beast the Ziyu, who was extremely similar to the legendary dragon, was.