Under the night, Blood Moon's beast-trapping ship hovers in the sky.
Pang Jian, who was adjusting his state and waiting for Ni Chen and others to approach, was preparing for a decisive battle here.
With Luo Hongyan's restraint and help, he planned to kill all those who dared to pursue him in this swamp.
Hearing the loud shouts of Zhao Ling and Wu Yi, he frowned.
"Dark ghost..."
Pang Jian whispered softly.
He has never had a good impression of this organization.
In Blackwater Pond, he slaughtered a large number of the Dark Ghost Gang headed by Hong Tai. People like Jin Yang and Xu Rui were all his enemies.
If the dark ghost knew that he had killed Jin Yang and ruined the important matter of the dark ghost leader, he would definitely not let him go.
——He was secretly wary of everyone in the Dark Ghost.
This trip to Yunze, pretending to be Hong Tai's nephew, was purely to take advantage of Dark Ghost's resources.
When he got along with Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ling, he also behaved relatively coldly and did not want to have anything to do with these people.
But on this night, when he was being chased by the Blood Moon monks and seemed to be in a bad situation, this group of dark ghost members that he didn't like to see actually rushed over from afar.
Such a change made Pang Jian's mood a little complicated.
"Let them pass!"
Ni Chen laughed at the top of his lungs in the thick grass: "Just in time to catch them all!"
The other two Blood Moon cultivators at the Marrow Cleansing Realm level stopped trying to stop them after hearing this and allowed Zhao Ling and his party to reach Pang Jian's location smoothly.
"Hong Jian!"
Wearing a lavender dress and slender legs, Zhao Ling has dazzling eyes under her sharp eyebrows.
She looked deeply at Pang Jian.
Pang Jian stuck a silver spear in the mud in front of him and stood upright, his angular face full of calmness.
Pang Jian's whole body was as if he were one with the spear, giving people a sense of extreme sharpness.
He was holding the gun barrel with one hand, and there was no trace of panic in his eyes. He didn't look like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered in the Blood Moon.
——As if he is the hunter.
"You guy, you are almost on the verge of death, but you are still so confident."
Zhao Ling was sarcastic and mocking, but her heart was filled with excitement.
She was also attracted by Pang Jian's calm and calm demeanor at this moment, and said to herself: "No wonder Bai Wei and Baizhi are so obsessed with him. This boy does have a unique charm..."
"Hong Jian!"
Bai Wei and Baizhi then appeared, two pairs of beautiful eyes with different charms fixed on Pang Jian's body at the same time.
Meng Qiulanla, who was in charge of the rear, showed up at the end. Seeing Pang Jian's body covered in coagulated blood, she frowned and asked, "Can you still hold on?"
"I'm fine."
Shaking his head, Pang Jian asked his doubts: "Why did you come here?"
When he said goodbye last time, he had criticized Meng Qiulan extremely unceremoniously. Unexpectedly, this old woman not only did not hate him, but also showed up with Zhao Ling and Wu Yi.
"We feel that by fighting alongside you, we can kill more Blood Moon people."
Meng Qiulan didn't hesitate at all, and said bluntly: "We have no illusions that we can escape this disaster. Anyway, we will die on the fateful ground. Instead of being killed in humiliation in the end, it is better to fight to death happily with you!"
Pang Jian looked at Zhao Ling again.
"I'm different from her. I feel like you have the confidence to survive this catastrophe safely." Zhao Ling twitched the corner of her mouth, showing a smile that even she found ridiculous, and said: "I know this is unrealistic, but I still want to take the risk and give it a try, otherwise I will die early."
Pang Jian nodded, neither confirming nor denying Zhao Ling. His eyes fell on the swamp with the most mud.
Under the swamp, there is a Tianling Tower from the Yinling Temple.
"Are there only a few Dark Ghosts left?"
Ni Chen, together with his two fellow disciples, emerged from the tall grass without any haste.
When asking questions, he threw the blood-red crystal ball in his hand into the sky.
"The blood moon rises to the sky!"
As Ni Chen drank deeply, streams of bright red blood flew out from the animal trapping ship, surrounding the blood-red crystal ball in circles.
Thick blood floated in the void, emitting a pungent smell of blood.
Like a blood-red crystal ball floating in blood, it slowly turned into a scarlet full moon, shining with a heart-stopping blood light.
The dark ghosts below all felt restless after the full moon formed.
"Under the blood moon, our combat power can be increased by 10% or 20%, while you will be weakened by 10% or 20%."
Ni Chen, who had a long pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, stroked a few sparse long beards, squinted at sisters Bai Wei and Baizhi, and praised: "Fei Zheng has a good eye, he knows the preferences of Elder Jiuyuan, and he really got it in the lower world. A good pair.”
Bai Wei bit her lower lip lightly, moved a little closer to her sister, and whispered: "We are the same."
"In the eyes of those guys in the upper realm, except for the members of the seven major families, the rest of the people in the lower realm... are all resources available for plunder." Baizhi responded softly.
"Brother Ni, Brother Zhao, I..."
Qi Yue, who had a dark face, licked the corner of his mouth, stared at Zhao Ling's pair of beautiful legs and said, "I have never been to the lower realm before. I didn't expect that there are such outstanding figures among the dark ghosts in the lower realm!"
His throat trembled slightly, as if he wanted to swallow Zhao Ling in one gulp, and his eyes were as hot as fire and lightning.
"Her name is Zhao Ling, she is a hall master of Dark Ghost, and her cultivation level is the same as yours."
Ni Chen said lightly.
"He's actually still a hall master, and he's still in the same marrow-cleansing realm as me!"
Qi Yue's body trembled with excitement, and he cursed: "No wonder I have to waste so much time to get a mission to hunt animals in the lower world! For us, the lower world is simply a wonderful paradise. I really don't want there to be anything in the lower world. What a mistake!"
now.
The blood-red full moon above their heads was absorbing the animal blood shot from the animal trapping ship. A forbidden technique targeting the blood of the people below had not yet been successfully concluded.
Ni Chen and Qi Yue were not in a hurry to take action and still had time to chat.
"Brother Ni, Brother Zhao, I want to live as this hall master! Afterwards, you two can decide whatever conditions you want!"
The blood in Qi Yue's body seemed to be boiling with the stimulation of the blood moon above his head. He made a "gurgling" sound in his throat, as if swallowing saliva, and looked at Zhao Ling with eyes full of naked desire.
Ni Chen nodded: "I will be careful. If she resists too fiercely, then I won't care so much."
Zhao Muye, who didn't speak much, shouted: "I want the spear in that kid's hand!"
When he came, he found out clearly that the gun-wielding boy who beheaded Fei Zheng and used the gun to smash Fei Zheng's hexagonal shield was definitely an extraordinary artifact.
He is not interested in beauty, he just wants to find a high-level weapon to maximize his combat power.
"I can give it to you now."
Pang Jian's hand held the killing gun, and the five fingers were emitting flaming energy, causing a sulfurous smell to gradually grow around him.
His tall and refined body suddenly shook violently, and the solidified blood on his body fell off one after another.
Where the coagulated blood fell off, there was no shocking wound, no obvious blood hole!
"How can it be?!"
Zhao Muye screamed strangely.
More than one of the bloody rainbows he shot fell on Pang Jian.
Those fellow disciples of Blood Moon in the sky bombarded Pang Jian with arrows and spears, and many of them pierced Pang Jian's body.
He thought that underneath the coagulated blood, there were wounds deep enough to show the bones. He also thought that Pang Jian stopped bleeding because he couldn't hold on any longer.
Before Zhao Muye could react.
"call out!"
A dazzling beam of light like a flaming meteor, carrying violent and violent fire energy, arrived in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"Whoa! Whoa!"
In panic, Zhao Muye urgently used the "Blood Shadow Technique", turning into three blurred blood-colored lights and shadows, dodging in three directions.
"Boom! Boom boom boom!"
Balls of flaming light exploded in this area, covering all three escaping bloody lights.
The "Dance of Explosion", which was an area-wide offensive, also completely submerged the Blood Moon monk who coveted the Killing Spear.
"You're not as powerful as Fei Zheng, how dare you have thoughts about my spear?"
——This was the last sentence Zhao Muye heard before his death.
Afterwards, under the scorching heat of the light ball that filled the sky, his flesh and bones were shattered and he died.
"Hong Jian!"
Bai Wei and Baizhi excitedly clenched their fists and waved their arms, shouting in joy.
Zhao Ling, who was staring coldly at Qi Yue, was also shocked by this bloody scene. He watched in shock as the three bloody lights exploded one by one, turning into pieces of limbs when they landed on the ground.
Both were in the late stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm, and Zhao Muye died much faster than Fei Zheng!
This shows that during the time when Pang Jian disappeared, his combat power has been greatly improved!
"When he killed Fei Zheng, he was still in the middle stage of the Marrow Cleansing Realm. Now he is in the late stage!" Wu Yi screamed to remind him. While boosting the morale of Meng Qiulan and Zhao Ling, he shouted: "In my opinion, it is not us who should be afraid, but It’s those self-righteous guys like Blood Moon!”
"kill!"
Meng Qiulan, Zhao Ling, and Wu Yi had a tacit understanding and together they besieged Qi Yue, who coveted Zhao Ling.
——They left the most difficult Ni Chen to Pang Jian.
They believed that with Pang Jian's combat power, it would not be difficult to kill anyone in the same realm of marrow cleansing.
"Blood Moon Suppression!"
Ni Chen screamed in fear, hurriedly dodged into the thick grass behind him, and shouted at the crimson full moon in the sky.
The floating blood of the crimson full moon slowly rippled, and circles of blood spread like ripples. As the blood continued to decrease, the blood moon began to suppress the people below.
Meng Qiulan, Zhao Ling and Wu Yi, who had just surrounded Qi Yue, groaned at the same time.
The flow of blood in their bodies became stagnant, and the majestic vitality in their chests and organs was suppressed by the crimson full moon, making it impossible to mobilize its power.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!"
Fire spears, blood arrows, and light rainbows were continuously shot from the beast-trapping ship in the sky, leaving varying degrees of wounds on their bodies just like they had done to Pang Jian before.
Qi Yue also took the opportunity to escape from their encirclement.
"Lao Zhu, Zhao Muye is dead! A boy named Hong Jian is very troublesome. Please come to the scene in person!"
Ni Chen, who retreated into the grass, held a blood talisman that could transmit sound in his left hand, and shouted inside: "Let the Yunfans from the seven major families join our beast-trapping ship as soon as possible!"
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(End of chapter)
