"There are indeed a lot of maps, but I didn't get it out, but this person got it out." The man in gray had already picked up a skeleton from the pool of blood under him while he was speaking.
Even if this skeleton was soaked in blood water, its whole body was still black, but a light pressure came, let Ning Cheng know immediately that the bone's cultivation level was definitely not low.
After explaining to Ning Cheng very politely, the man in gray said to himself, "You are not enough alone."
Just after he finished speaking, several winds sounded, and several figures fell. Ning Cheng saw Yu Xing and Pei Guanghe, and there were two other people who Ning Cheng didn't know at all. One person's cultivation was already at the seventh level of Ningzheng Zhen, and the other was also at the third level of Ningzheng Zhen.
After the few people arrived, they were all like Ning Cheng, looking at the blood pool and the man in gray sitting between the blood pool in surprise.
"That's enough..." the gray-clothed man said, throwing dozens of formation flags out of the void one after another, and then said: "Well, no one will come. Several people can come here, presumably the formation level is all. Yes, the formation level is good. They must be smart people. The blood of smart people is the most suitable for me to advance. Everyone will help me to advance."
After the man in gray finished speaking, Ning Cheng suddenly felt a powerful force leading him up, and this force pulled him to jump into the pool of blood.
Ning Cheng reacted extremely quickly, and at this moment he understood what was going on. The man in gray originally relied on these blood lines to flow into the blood pool to cultivate. I just don't know why, and how many people need to jump into the blood pool to help him cultivate.
Knowing that entering the blood pool is the raw material for the opponent's cultivation, where Ning Cheng would be willing to enter the blood pool, he did not hesitate to forcibly retreat, wanting to break away from this powerful pulling force.
"Pumping" Ning Cheng saw that the third layer of Ningzhen he didn't know had already jumped into the blood pool first. After this person jumped into the blood pool, only some blood blisters appeared in the blood pool, and he returned to calm.
The seventh-layer condensed cultivator suddenly yelled, "This person dare not find a cultivator above the Primordial Realm. His own cultivation level will definitely not be too high. If we fight to the death, we will have vitality. If this time Resist each other, that is absolutely no physiology."
Pei Guangheli said, "This friend is right, let's do it together."
While speaking, Pei Guanghe had already sacrificed a long sword in advance. Yu Xing didn't say anything, and the octagonal hammer also blasted out. The cultivator on the seventh floor of Ningzhen displayed a black mark, and the black mark brought the greatest power, turning into a half-foot-long boulder and blasting towards the gray-clothed man.
While controlling his body, Ning Cheng also sacrificed a red flying sword to kill the man in gray. He was always a little skeptical about Pei Guanghe, and still remained vigilant against Pei Guanghe when he started his hands.
Seeing the four people attacking him at the same time, the gray-clothed man suddenly snorted. Raising his skinny hands and grabbing them in the void, as he grabbed several times, the magical weapons that attacked him instantly stagnated.
"Old stuff, I fought with you..." Yu Xing shouted, and suddenly threw an octagonal hammer again. At the same time, the figure retreated quickly.
Ning Cheng's heart jumped. He felt that Yu Xing's retreat speed was too fast. He tried his best to control himself to stay where he was. How could he retreat so fast
He had always thought that Pei Guanghe had a problem, but now it seems that Yu Xing has a problem. Without even thinking about it, Ning Cheng forced his Zhen Yuan to run again, forcibly widening the distance between him and Yu Xing.
Yu Xing didn't seem to notice that Ning Cheng had opened up the distance from him. He suddenly sacrificed a white flying sword. The flying sword brought a sword curtain and blasted towards the condensed seventh-tier monk. The back.
The cultivator on the seventh floor of Ningzhen is trying his best to control his black seal, how can he think that his own people will suddenly attack? After he understood it, he subconsciously wanted to move forward and sneak away from the sword curtain behind him. But he forgot that the blood pool was in front of him, and his surrender, that kind of pulling force immediately became stronger.
It wasn't until this time that the seventh-layer condensed cultivator reacted, and his canthus was suddenly cracked. He knew that it was inevitable that he would fall into the blood pool.
This person was very determined. After realizing that he could not escape and fall into the blood pool, he flew to the blood pool and spewed a mouthful of blood in the air above the blood pool. The black big seal that originally attacked the man in gray suddenly swelled again.
He wanted to explode his own magic weapon, and Ning Cheng immediately woke up. He didn't hesitate to control the Qi Yao ice needle that had been quietly attached to the red flying sword and attacked it. When would he not help at this time
The grey-clothed monk sneered, wanting to explode the magic weapon to attack him, dreaming. As soon as he raised his hand, he would sacrifice a shield.
It's just that before his shield was sacrificed, he felt a thin needle magic weapon pierced his body guard.
"No, it was attacked." As soon as the grey-clothed monk came out of this idea, the meridians all over his body hurt, and a cold breath quickly extended from his meridians to his dantian. It seems that only a moment and a half, his dantian will be destroyed.
At this time, the man in gray could not even care about the big seal on the top of his head that was about to explode. Under the forceful movement of the true essence in his body, it had already forced Ning Cheng's Qi Yao ice needle.
Almost Yuxing attacked the seventh-layer Ningzhen monk, and the seventh-layer Ningzhen monk rushed to the blood pond to prepare to explode the magic weapon. While Ning Cheng used the seven light ice needle to attack the man in gray, Pei Guanghe raised his hand and waved a talisman. Under the influence of the man in gray, the talisman wrapped his body, and disappeared from the blood pool in an instant.
I have to say that Pei Guanghe's timing is just right, not much for half a breath, and a lot of half breath. If it is given to the rest of the people, even if there is this kind of talisman, there are very few people who can seize the opportunity like Pei Guanghe.
"Plop", the seventh-layer condensed cultivator finally couldn't control his body, and fell into the blood pool, and some blood blisters rolled up in the blood pool.
With a "bang", the swollen black big seal suddenly exploded. The powerful explosive force brought blood pillars of blood in the blood pool.
When Ning Cheng controlled Qi Yao's ice needle to sneak into the man in gray, he once again blasted out a punch. This is his only one punch, punch and axe.
The fierce giant axe's killing intent was brought into a line, and directly hit Yu Xing's body from the side.
Yu Xing had just successfully attacked the cultivator on the seventh floor of Ningzhen, but before he could take back his flying sword, he was attacked by Ning Cheng. He had no chance to evade at all, and was directly hit by this fist.
A beam of blood spurted from Yu Xing's waist, and Yu Xing staggered towards the direction of the blood pond. Ning Cheng followed closely, not equal to Xing's counterattack, and he slammed out again.
Yu Xing hated him, he didn't expect Ning Cheng to react so quickly, and he would continue to attack him, not even the man in gray. It is no longer realistic for him to withdraw his magic weapon to block Ning Cheng's attack. The only way to retreat is the blood pool. If he doesn't retreat, he will be cut off.
"Plop" Yu Xing jumped into the blood pool for the third time.
When Yu Xing jumped into the blood pool, Ning Cheng really sacrificed his magic weapon. The long spear behind his back carried a spear light, and the twenty-two spear shadows were like twenty-two ice ridges. Xuanbing Gun Net.
Where did Ning Cheng still spare half of his energy, he knew very well that he could not leave here in a hurry. Now the man in gray was seriously injured by the magic weapon of the condensed seven-layer cultivator. If he didn't seize this opportunity, he would be really an idiot.
The clothes on the gray-clothed man had disappeared, revealing a skinny body. There was a huge blood hole in his left chest, and even his face was blown away by the black seal magic weapon. Without clothes to cover up, Ning Cheng could clearly see that the man in gray had no legs at all.
If it hadn't been for Ning Cheng's seven light ice needle sneak attack, then even if the Ningzhen seventh-layer monk's big seal exploded, it would at most only cause him a slight injury. And now, not only was he seriously injured, but the Qi Yao ice needle in his body had not been forced out.
If Ning Cheng did not continue to attack, he would force the Qi Yao Bing Needle sooner or later, but Ning Cheng's attack at such a timing would give him no chance at all.
As soon as the gray clothed man raised his hand to offer a buckler, he stopped. The Qi Yao Bing Needle slammed on his Dantian at the same time as he sacrificed the round shield, and the true essence in his body was slightly slow.
Blasted by Qi Yao Bing Needle, the man in gray's dantian instantly turned into powder. Ning Cheng's twenty-two Dao Xuanbing spear lights fell on the gray-clothed man.
"Kaka..."
There was a burst of broken noises, and the man in gray was turned into a piece of ice by Ning Cheng's Qi Yao ice needle and thirty-six mysterious ice spear skills, and his entire body broke apart like broken ice.
Before he died, he still looked at Ning Cheng in disbelief. In his eyes, even though Ning Cheng was the first to come here, Ning Cheng's cultivation level was the lowest, so he didn't care about it. In the end, he died in the hands of the person with the lowest cultivation base, not because of anything else, but because the person with the lowest cultivation base made every shot he had calculated. No more breath, no more breath.
And his most powerful move was not the thunder attack with others at the beginning, but to kill him at the last moment.
"Wow" The broken ice that the gray-clothed man turned into finally turned into a small pile of ice scum.
Ning Cheng felt the pressure around him light, and he sat on the ground feebly. At this moment, he was very grateful to that condensed seven-layer monk, if it hadn't been for that person to explode his magic weapon before he died, he would definitely not be able to kill the man in gray.
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