C382 Scared out of His Wits
C382 Scared out of His Wits
The strength of Yin Lihxue's body was not abnormal in this world. Instead, it was extremely abnormal. The granite on the ground was like tofu. With a loud bang, Yin Lihxue was smashed into a mess. More importantly, he was humiliated. He was so angry that he fainted.
Yang Qiu did not care about that. He turned around and stared at Miao Lian with killing intent.
"Die!"
Miao Lian could not move his body. He had been scared out of his wits for a long time. He shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Loong Fei, help me!"
Loong Fei was so angry that his vision darkened. However, his heart was burning.
Yin Lihxue and Miao Lian, these two bastards, had completely disgraced the sect.
However, the treasure in Yang Qiu's hand was simply too terrifying.
If he could obtain that treasure, who would be his match in the Cultivation Realm in the future?
Not to mention being invincible amongst those at the same level, even if it was a Void God Stage, what was there to be afraid of?
Although he didn't dare to dream of getting benefits from a Mahayana Period warrior, with this thing in his hand, what was there to be afraid of?
"Yang Qiu, you deserve to die!"
Loong Fei suddenly let out a loud roar. A bright light burst out from his hand, but right at this moment, a terrifying howl came out from his mouth. A Blood Mist suddenly covered the entire Jiang family.
It was like an endless sea of blood. The pungent smell of blood made everyone burst into tears.
Only Yang Qiu and Leng Aoxue were not affected by the blood waves. However, Leng Aoxue only took a look at the thick blood waves and almost fell to the ground to vomit.
In the blood waves, Griffith laughed strangely and landed behind Yang Qiu. The two golden wings on his back were flashing with terrifying Qi ripples, scaring Loong Fei and Yin Lihxue so much that they almost wet their pants.
"Impossible! Mahayana Period, what is this. . . !"
Griffith had only released a little bit of his aura, but it had already caused Loong Fei and the other three men to let out a series of cracking sounds. All of their protective spiritual weapons had been shattered. They were like dead dogs that were pressed down onto the ground, and they couldn't even raise their heads.
Loong Fei looked at Yang Qiu in horror and shouted in panic.
"Damn it, this is impossible! Yang Qiu, how can you have such a powerful expert by your side?! This. . . Isn't a cultivator, but a demon cultivator? Heavens! He's a Western Bloody Demon! "
Griffith burst into laughter. His eyes were blood-red, as if he was looking at a toy.
"This little guy has a good eye. Not bad. We are the Bloody Demons from the west that you are talking about. But, calling me that is really rude. "
Amidst the strange laughter, rays of light suddenly flashed across Loong Fei's body. The talisman given to him by his master was enough to protect him from the Mahayana Period Expert's all-out attack, and it instantly shattered.
Griffith's strength was at the Peak Of Mahayana Stage, and breaking the talisman on Loong Fei's body was as easy as flipping his hand.
"All of you. . . Kneel down obediently to my young master!"
Yin Lihxue and the other three men trembled violently. The protective talisman on their bodies also shattered at the same time.
Loong Fei and the other three men had no choice but to kneel down in front of Yang Qiu. It was a miserable scene.
Griffith shook his head in dissatisfaction and cursed in a low voice.
"You really don't know what death is. How dare you sneak attack our young master?"
Loong Fei suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Qiu in fear. He shouted loudly.
"Yang Qiu, what are you trying to do? You. . . Damn it! How dare you collude with the Bloody Demon? Just wait for the Extreme Heaven Sect to be destroyed! Do you think that you can do whatever you want just because you found a Mahayana Period Bloody Demon to support you? "
" Who said that I only found one? Griffith, let him have a look!"
Griffith gave a strange smile. His handsome face suddenly grew long. He suddenly opened his bloody mouth. The fangs in his mouth grew long and floated in the air. The golden wings on his back suddenly opened up to a hundred meters. A sharp scream came out of his mouth. He looked like a giant bat.
Terrifying pressure fell from the sky one after another, covering the entire capital.
The haze in the capital was extremely serious. The sky was originally gray, and the Blood Mist was hidden in the haze. Ordinary people could not see through it. Even those who wanted to look up at the sky could only see a layer of dark golden red in the haze.
The pressure of the Twelve Blood Gods was directed at cultivators. Ordinary people wouldn't notice anything wrong, but to cultivators, the combined might of the Twelve Blood Gods was no different from the collapse of heaven and earth.
Loong Fei and the others even had the misconception that they were no match for the twelve Bloody Demons, no matter what kind of life-saving means they had. Even if all the experts of their sect joined forces, it seemed like they were no match for the twelve Bloody Demons.
What kind of strength was this?
Loong Fei, Yin Lihxue, Miao Lian, Tang Loong and Han Dao Ling's Dao hearts were almost crushed.
Who said Yang Qiu didn't have a backer?
When did he find such a powerful backer?
Young master?
Heavens!
Under Loong Fei's frightened soul, they were completely scared out of their wits.
Yin Lihxue raised his head to the sky and let out a long hiss.
"Stop, what. . . What do you want?"
At this moment, a bright light suddenly flashed across the sky. The thick Blood Mist trembled. The Twelve Blood Gods suddenly raised their heads and looked at the people standing on top of their heads. It was a middle-aged man in a purple robe.
Griffith and the others' eyes were filled with cold blood Qi. Lee Shaojun, on the other hand, forcefully controlled the shock in his heart. He stood in the void and looked at the Twelve Blood Gods quietly.
Griffith stood beside Yang Qiu. His razor sharp eyes swept across Lee Shaojun, causing a chill to run down Lee Shaojun's spine.
He shook his head and slowly withdrew his Qi. Then, he slowly walked down from the void, step by step, and not using his magic power.
This was a form of respect, or perhaps, a form of compromise.
Lee Shaojun's powerful divine sense had just moved when it was suppressed by twelve more powerful forces to the point of being unable to move. That almost tangible force suppressed his body until it made cracking sounds.
"Little guy, your strength is not bad, but it's only not bad!"
Griffith stood behind Yang Qiu with a proud expression and stared at Lee Shaojun.
"I can feel how delicious the blood in your body is. "
Lee Shaojun glanced at Griffith and slowly turned his head around. He looked at Yang Qiu and said seriously.
"Yang Qiu, you have exceeded everyone's expectations. Tell me, why did you do this?"
Yang Qiu's expression became very interesting at this moment. He stared at Lee Shaojun's face and sighed.
"This is indeed a big deal, Imperial Emperor Shaojun. Hehe, what should I do? I only want to protect the people around me. Hand over the broken intestines of Heaven Sect to me. We will pretend that nothing has happened today. "