Ups and downs, cathartic spiritual power is everywhere, swaying and surging.
Everyone poured out their energy without holding anything back.
Because after tonight, either the city lord's palace will win, or Qushanhou's palace will dominate Qushan City.
Life or death, take action with all your strength.
The old city lord turned into a stream of light and rushed directly into the blood cloud.
It was scarlet inside, no light could be seen at all, and the smell of blood was everywhere, which was disgusting.
The old city lord held up the protective shield around his body to prevent himself from coming into contact with blood. It can be said that the old city lord is very familiar with Ancestor Qushan, and he is even more familiar with the blood mist method of the Qushan tribe.
The Blood Mist Technique can be practiced to an advanced level. When facing an enemy, it can directly draw the opponent's blood and use it for his own use. It can be said to be a very strange and vicious technique.
The reason why the Qushan tribe received a fiefdom at the beginning of the founding of the Liuyun Kingdom was because of the Blood Mist Law.
Ancestor Qushan saved the life of the founding emperor of Liuyun Kingdom with the blood mist method. Only then was he grateful and given a fief, allowing Ancestor Qushan to stay in the border town forever. The border city was renamed Qushan City because of this, but unexpectedly, over the past few decades, the power of the Qushan Hou Mansion had grown, and the Liuyun Kingdom's royal family had to support the city lord's manor as a means of involvement, until today's situation.
The old city lord emitted blue flames, burning the surrounding blood clouds.
A strong person in the mountain-building realm could hold up the body-protecting power, but he could not resist the blood mist method for a long time, so the old city lord had to burn the surrounding blood clouds.
"Old boy, your cultivation has improved a lot..." the old city lord said casually, and then quickly flew through the blood cloud, looking for traces of the man in golden armor.
The man in golden armor rushed into the blood cloud. Although he had survived the five degenerations of heaven and man, he was still unable to resist the highly devouring blood cloud for a long time.
Therefore, the old city lord was very anxious.
The golden-armored man, with his cultivation at the seventh level of Mountain Building Realm, could already be said to be the dominant one, but in the face of Patriarch Qu Shan, he was still crushed. At this moment, we are already in a difficult situation.
There was a faint light in Ba Ge's blood cloud, struggling to support the body-protecting Zhengang, but at this moment, he discovered that the surrounding blood clouds began to turn into threads, like thin red lines, winding, Breaking through his body-protecting power. Moreover, the blood in his body was uncontrollable and wanted to rush out of his body.
what happened? The man in golden armor changed his face greatly.
Because at this moment, the man in golden armor felt blood stains on his body surface, and it was constantly overflowing.
At this moment, a faint voice came from the blood cloud.
"Quickly, use the soul fire to burn the blood cloud, otherwise..."
The sounds from behind were almost inaudible.
It was obvious that Xueyun was controlled by Ancestor Qu Shan, widening the distance between the two so that the sound could not be transmitted.
The man in gold armor was stained with blood, and roared in the blood cloud. In the sea of consciousness, a wave of heat surged, like a wave, being guided out and poured into Ba Ge in his hand. Ba Ge emits a light that pierces the sky, like a ray of dawn, igniting itself, emitting a fiery light that instantly burns away the blood around it.
"Huh?" Ancestor Qu Shan, who was like a master in the blood cloud, was slightly stunned and said: "It depends on how long you can persist. In the end, you will turn into my nourishment and let me reach a higher level, haha... "
The entire Ba Ge was like a long flaming dragon, sweeping across the surroundings, like a dragon in the sea, turning up turbulent waves.
The blood cloud rolled like a bottomless pit, allowing him to turn the world upside down. Even though it occasionally rolled, it was still boundless, covering all areas.
The man in golden armor was very angry because he had been frustrated more than once since he came to Qushan City. This made him especially angry as a Ba Ge member.
The body-protecting power was strengthened again. Ba Ge took it back, stood aside quietly, and then made a seal on his hand and chest. A symbol like a key entered directly into the golden armor.
In an instant, the golden armor shone brightly, as if a god had descended into the world, making it impossible for people to look directly at it.
The reason why Ba Ge is invincible is first of all because the members of Ba Ge are superb in cultivation, and more importantly, they are well-equipped. A Ba Ge, the previous strong crossbow, and the golden armor up to this moment are all manifestations of Ba Ge's power.
"Duh..."
The sound seemed to penetrate Cangyu directly, making the blood clouds tremble.
"Ba Ge, you are worthy of being Ba Ge, but if you dare to offend my Qushan tribe, you will die!"
Patriarch Qu Shan was not at all timid about Ba Ge's team. Since you dare to rebel, you must have the courage to fear neither heaven nor earth. If you are timid, you will not be able to accomplish anything.
"Death?" Ba Ge, a man in golden armor, pointed at the source of the sound and said angrily: "Kill my son, this is an irreconcilable hatred!"
Ba Ge swept across and flew in with an unparalleled momentum.
"Kill your son?" Ancestor Qu Shan calmly waved his hand, and his domineering aura was drowned by the blood cloud, and then said: "The Nine Secrets are only for those who are capable. Your son is overestimating his abilities and deserves to die..."
Ancestor Qu Shan suddenly became tense and quickly turned around to look behind him.
"Old guy, your blood mist method can't trap the two of us." The old city lord broke through the blood cloud and finally locked the figure of Ancestor Qu Shan. With a piercing, he came directly in front of him and aimed at the figure. Just a punch. A fist with fire.
The fire of the soul burns the sky. In an instant, a ray of fire pierced Patriarch Qu Shan's face.
At the same time, the man in golden armor seized the opportunity and struck back.
"You don't know what you can do..."
Ancestor Qu Shan directly transformed into the blood mist, and in an instant, he became a part of the blood cloud.
The two of them were in tandem, unable to react in time, and their expressions changed drastically.
boom……
There was a violent explosion in the blood cloud.
The blood cloud was rolling, boiling, and restless.
Just as Patriarch Qu Shan transformed into blood mist, the attacks of the two men were already intertwined.
The man in golden armor was knocked back, and the old city lord also took advantage of the situation and flew backwards.
"break!"
The old city lord no longer cares about the man in golden armor. Since the man in golden armor is fine at this moment, breaking through the blood cloud is the most important thing.
The punch was like a meteor emitting from the ground. He bravely took the lead, no matter how the blood cloud around him changed, he focused on breaking through the blood cloud.
In the sky, blood was spilling and gradually merged into the blood cloud.
Qu Shanrong was even more unstoppable. Under a cloud of blood mist, there were already many dead bodies in the City Lord's Mansion.
The seven blood-clothed generals of Qushanhou Mansion were like tigers rushing into a pack of wolves, leaving a trail of blood red wherever they passed.
The three family heads were entangled by Lu and Wang and could not spare any effort.
"Su Anyuan, doesn't it feel good to be cowering?" Qu Shanrong sneered, waving his hand, the blood spear penetrated a person's body, quickly withered, and became the nourishment of the blood mist in the blink of an eye.
Su Anyuan's remaining right hand was trembling, and his body was on fire. He wanted to rush forward, but he knew that he was no longer Qu Shanrong's opponent.
"What? Losing your left arm makes you lose your courage?"
Qu Shanrong was laughing.
The two have been enemies all their lives, and finally came to the point of death.
Su Anyuan did not move, staring at Qu Shanrong above the blood mist, his eyes filled with hatred.
"Can looks kill? Haha..."
The blood spear harvested another living life, and the blood mist continued to grow.
The entire Qushanhou Mansion has become a world of blood, and even the moonlight cannot reach it.
On the third floor of Langling Market in the first alley, Su Yanling was kneeling on the ground.
"Uncle Hai, please save my second uncle..."
Tears were already falling from Su Yanling's eyes.
"Yan Ling, I am a businessman, you asked me to..." Hai Siyao didn't know what to do and looked embarrassed.
Hai Siyao, when he was young, once loved a woman named Yao'er, but she was torn apart because of her father. Moreover, Hai Siyao's father brutally killed the woman in order to eliminate his thoughts. . In anger, Hai Siyao left the Hai family directly, and the name of Hai Siyao was born from then on. Later, Hai Siyao went out on his own and established Langling Market.
When he came back again, his father was already dying due to fighting with the enemy. Although Hai Siyao finally met her father, she could not forgive her father because of the past.
Xu was the last act of kindness, Xu was the inheritance of the Hai family. In the end, Hai Siyao's father handed over the Hai family into the hands of Hai Siyao.
Therefore, the Langling Market was moved to Qushan City, but Hai Siyao had never been to Haijia due to her grudge.
This is also the reason why Hai Siyao felt guilty when she saw the ancestor of the Hai family. He has been in charge of the Hai family for many years, but he has never contributed to the Hai family.
"Uncle Hai, I know..." Su Yanling's eyes flashed with tears, and she continued: "Yan Ling has never asked for help. Please ask the master to save my second uncle this time. Yan Ling hopes that she will do her best in this life to save Lang Lang." The spiritual market will flourish.”
Su Yanling is a strong woman, but strong women are still entangled by family ties after all. Su Anyuan was her second uncle, whose blood was thicker than water. Even though he knew that he could not be a match for Qu Shanhou after losing an arm, he still defended a city and a pond for Liuyun Kingdom. It could be said that it was very impressive. great.
Therefore, Su Yanling did not want her second uncle to die.
Among the strong people she knew, only Hai Siyao had never taken action, but she knew that Hai Siyao could definitely save her second uncle.
"Peace is the life that many people yearn for. But if the Qushan tribe really wins tonight, the country's army will descend on Qushan City in the near future. By then, rivers of blood will flow, and many families will be broken up and killed..." Su Yanling was already sobbing.
"But I'm just a businessman..." Hai Siyao was confused and didn't want to deal with worldly matters.
"Uncle Hai, my second uncle can be considered your friend, but you really can't bear to die without saving me?"
Hai Siyao looked down at Su Yanling, sighed, and said, "Yanling, it's not that I don't want to take care of it, it's just that in this secular world, for me it's really..."
"Uncle Hai, do you know why the old city lord hates you?"
Hai Siyao was stunned and stared at Su Yanling.
"Because the old city lord has a human touch, but Uncle Hai...you don't..."
"No?" Hai Siyao murmured to herself: "My Yao'er, can't you show my humanity?"
"Uncle Hai, since you don't agree, I'm leaving..." Su Yanling looked at Hai Siyao, stood up and said that she didn't want to stay any longer. Because she knew that the person in front of her was almost heartless, like a walking zombie with only a shell.
Hai Siyao was left there, still talking to herself.
"Yao'er, what should I do?"
When Hai Siyao's father was dying, he finally apologized to him, but Hai Siyao has never forgiven his father. Gradually, as time goes by, it gradually fades away, but my Yaoer will never come back.
"Maybe, it's time for me to make a move..."
A fragile figure flashed in Hai Siyao's mind. She was very beautiful.
"Yao'er, it turns out you've been here all along, do you also want me to go?"
The woman smiled slightly, and her smile was touching.
"Okay, I'll go..." Hai Siyao was very happy and flew up and disappeared on the third floor.
