At this time, in the distance, more monks were coming. Because Lu Zu Xuying confronted the Haotian Ding, the movement was too loud, many people came upon hearing the wind, and they saw the big cauldron in the sky smashing Lu Zu Xuying, pressing Lu Tong into the ground!
Among these people, they are naturally the disciples of the three major Shendao sects, such as Dugu Shenqi, Nangong Huan, Ye Ming, and Qian Zhongtian are among them.
These people looked at everything in front of them in amazement. The great cauldron was too big, just like a mountain stopped there, making people feel insurmountable.
"Lu Tong is dead, and another seed candidate is dead!" Some people moved their throats with difficulty, and the shock in their hearts could not be compounded.
This is a strong man who has already broken through to the real blood state, and Di Jing is just a meditation cultivator, and he is seriously injured, exhausted from his body, and is about to die. But it was such a person who used a masterpiece to kill the real blood realm powerhouse!
Under this terrible cauldron, the power of the saint has no power to protect it. This is really terrifying!
Di Jing urged all the spiritual consciousness to operate the Haotian Ding. At this moment, his spirit was so dispirited that he couldn't see the objects clearly. He tremblingly stretched out his hand to retract the Haotianding, but at this moment, his consciousness was weakened and his mental power was weak. The Haotianding just moved lightly, and did not return to his hand.
The blood-red cauldron exuded terrible pressure, and the surrounding monks dared not approach it.
This tripod was so strange that it only had two legs, and the broken one broke off from the tripod belly, causing it to lose a lot of power. If this tripod is intact, how powerful is it? !
"At the end of Di Jing's strong crossbow, his body's energy is fading rapidly. If he dies, this magic weapon will become a masterless thing!" Nangong Huan was shocked when he saw this tripod, and couldn't help but feel occupied.
Not only did he think so, but the other monks were also thinking like this. Divine objects are rare, and it is even rarer to be able to easily kill powerful people higher than their own realm, without fear of the power of saints, and it is even rarer. As long as you get it, you can walk sideways in this world.
But no one moved. The scene just now was really scary! The true blood realm has the support of the power of a saint, and they can't withstand the blow of the bloody cauldron. They only rely on the cultivation of the veins, and without strong support, it is impossible to have the slightest vitality.
Everyone is waiting, waiting for Di Jing's oil to run out, waiting for Haotianding to lose contact with Di Jing completely and become a thing of no owner.
Finally, someone can't wait any longer. There are strong people around, and there are seed candidates. For such a magic weapon, anyone will be jealous and lose their minds for this.
Opportunity waits for no one, only to kill Di Jing at a very fast speed, and instantly get connected with the Scarlet Dading, so that you can sweep the invincible! Even if the real blood realm is strong, it is enough to deal with it!
"kill!"
A monk moved suddenly, he couldn't let this opportunity pass, he had to give it a try!
With a strong killing intent, the cultivator condensed energy with his fingertips, and he approached Di Jing in an instant. Di Jing was dim, but knew that the moment was perilous, and when Haotianding came out, no one was jealous.
When the killing intent was approaching, Di Jing felt it instantly. Under instinct, all the powers gathered in one place, forcibly summoning Haotianding!
laugh!
There was a sound in the Haotian Cauldron, and just before everyone had time to react, the mouth of the Cauldron released a sharp glow, directly slashing the monk who had come.
puff!
The qi light flashed past, passing directly through the monk's body. The monk only felt that something flashed in front of him, and he didn't know what it was. The next moment, he saw his body in the air for a while, and then fell to the ground, but his head hit Di Jing.
When the head fell to the ground, the monk's eyes blinked and stopped moving, and there was still a trace of confusion in his eyes. Even to death, he still couldn't understand why his body didn't come with his head.
The monks present felt a cold neck when they saw this scene, and couldn't help but touch it. After finding that his neck was intact, he quickly backed away, trying his best to suppress the killing intent on his body, and did not dare to release it a bit.
They all know that Di Jing at this moment is no longer ignorant of good and evil. He only takes action by feeling. As long as anyone comes with the intent to kill, he will definitely kill him!
Nangong Huan, Dugu Shenqi and others thought this was too weird and horrifying. If they rushed up before, now they might be the one who fell on the ground with the first two points of the body.
Di Jing summoned the Haotian Ding with all his last power. After Haotian Ding killed the monk, he finally turned into a fist and returned to his hand.
All of this was done in his subconscious mind. In the end, he finally broke down and fell to the ground.
Di Jing fell to the ground, and many people moved, ready to rush up to snatch the bloody little cauldron in his hand. However, it was discovered that Di Jing was not dead, but still had a breath. Although the breath was rude, he could not deny its existence.
If another person reaches this level, they will absolutely treat him as a dead person, without any worries. But now it’s Di Jing, a real-blood monk who was severely injured, and a sneak attacker when his consciousness was dissipated. This kind of person can’t be treated with common sense at all, as long as he doesn’t swallow the last one. In one sigh of relief, it was all dangerous.
"Why aren't you dead?" In the distance, Qian Zhongtian gritted his teeth and whispered. The Fang Tian painted halberd in his hand wanted to sacrifice several times, but in the end he was still suppressed.
Nangong Huan held the flame purple gold hammer in his hand, he was always paying attention to Di Jing's breath, and at the same time paying attention to everyone around him. Once Di Jing died, these people would be opponents.
However, after a long time, Di Jing's breathing never stopped, which made everyone a little anxious. Although any one person can go up and give him a punch, and he can be completely killed, but no one dares to take this risk. If Di Jing still had the power to resist, he would have to pay for his life.
At this time, Su Ling walked up slowly, step by step, as if stepping in the hearts of everyone.
Everyone's hearts throbbed, hoping that Di Jing would stand up at this moment and behead Su Ling who was close to him, and hope that Di Jing would never stand up again.
Su Ling's expression was flat, and finally approached Di Jing, reaching out to help him up. At this time, Di Jing was dying, and there was no reaction at all. He tightly held Haotianding with his right hand and never let go.
"No reaction, kill!"
I don't know who made a deep sigh, and suddenly a dozen figures rushed out. Di Jing had no reaction to the outside world. He could kill him with just one move, and then seize the Scarlet Cauldron!
However, as they approached, a dozen or so qi glows rushed out of the small cauldron, as sharp as a sword qi, and attacked everyone!
"not good!"
"what!"
With a scream, five people were decapitated immediately. Seeing that the momentum was not good, the others flew away quickly.
This time the qi glow was much weaker than before, otherwise no one of the dozen or so people could survive.
"How can this be? Why is that woman okay?" Someone looked at Su Ling and said puzzledly.
"She doesn't have a murderous spirit, so she won't be rejected by Di Jing!"
"It's difficult now."
Among these monks, all wanted to kill Di Jing and seize the Haotianding, but they couldn't do it if they wanted to suppress their killing intent.
"Wait! Wait until he naturally dies!"
Su Ling assisted Di Jing and planned to send him to the exit of the Ancient Fan Curse, but the surrounding monks gathered around and would not let her leave at all. This is clearly to drag Di Jing to death here.
Su Ling was anxious, and Di Jing's injuries were too serious. With her cultivation base, she couldn't be cured, so she could only seek help from outside experts. But now it was blocked by everyone. Although there was no trouble, it was a waste of Di Jing's time. He couldn't break through, and he could not be cured, so he could only watch Di Jing wait to die.
Su Ling's heart was like a knife, and she had never encountered such helplessness.
At this moment, in the distant sky, a burst of cyan fireworks spread, layer upon layer like a tide, rushing towards this side along the long sky.
The flames were raging and vast, which was many times stronger than Lu Tong's blood flame power. The cyan flames rushed and roared like thunder, and wherever they passed, the sky turned blue and the void was distorted. Under the strong heat, everyone felt a heavy pressure.
"It's the power of the ultimate blood flame!" A monk said in shock, feeling the terrifying power from a distance, and he was trembling.
"Someone has refined the ultimate blood flame, who is it? Someone is coming here, I don't know if they are also coming for the tripod? If that's the case, none of us have a chance!"
"It's time for us to take a fight. The real blood realm powerhouse with the ultimate blood flame comes, and we will have no chance!" a monk shouted, and immediately rushed towards Su Ling and Di Jing.
A white light flickered in the sky, so fast that people couldn't react at all, and it rushed here in an instant.
boom!
With a flower in front of everyone, the monk's body flew upside down, exploded suddenly in the air, and died violently.
Taking a closer look, in front of Di Jing, a stunning woman in a white coat had a cold face and glared at everyone. On his body, there are wisps of cyan fireworks entwined, that kind of breath is terrifying and frightening.
"It's the Celestial Divine Silkworm!" The torture shivered, instantly turned into a black glow, and fled here quickly.
The three veins of the god silkworm are bitter and enmity. Once they meet, they will inevitably fight to death. Now Yudie has refined the ultimate blood flames, and has become the most powerful force in the real blood state. The cruel torture is still in Huamai territory, how dare to resist
"Stay if you want to die, and roll away if you don't want to die!" Yudie swept across with anger, and the light was sharp, like a sword light, deeply inserted into the hearts of everyone.
The Divine Silkworm clan is already extremely powerful, and it is already unbeatable when it transforms the veins. Now this Celestial Divine Silkworm has refined the ultimate blood flame, becoming a true blood realm powerhouse, and it is even more invincible. Immediately a group of people turned around and ran away, only hating their parents for having two fewer legs.
Nangong Huan, Gan Zhongtian, Dugu Shenqi and others, although they were unwilling, but facing the Jade Butterfly who broke through the real blood, they did not have the power to fight. They took a deep look at Di Jing and had to retreat.
Yudie held on to Di Jing, and when he touched, he felt that his injury was terrifying, and he wanted to be healed, but he didn't know where to start.
"What kind of injury is this? How could it be so serious?"
Su Ling shook his head and said, "I don't know, I have never met before."
"Swallowing essence, qi and blood withered, it is not a poisoning phenomenon, I can only take him out to find seniors in Shenting Zifu!" Yudie took Di Jing from Su Ling's hand and found that Di Jing was holding a bloody color tightly in his hand. Xiaoding. After observing for a while, there was a shock in his heart, and he quickly removed it from his hand and stuffed it back into Di Jing's magic treasure bag.