"Don't worry, when your daughter comes, you will die, I promise" The blood ghost blinked, the cruel playfulness at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, but the whip in his hand moved again, and it was directly drawn towards Zi Zhen's face.
"Smack" The piercing sound was so terrifying that it made people feel cold, and as soon as the whip went down, Zi Zhen passed out in pain.
But, soon, on the side, someone directly asked Zizhen to wake up again.
It's a luxury to want to pass out.
What the blooddemons are asking for is to keep them awake all the time.
Minutes and seconds passed.
About three or four hours later.
Suddenly.
There was heavy rain in the sky "Bang la la la" The rain washed away the blood on Zi Zhen and the others, but after it was washed away, it was even more terrifying.
The scars that penetrated deep into the flesh and bones were all over the bodies of the three of them, and it looked as if there were countless martial arts lying on them, which was really miserable.
There are more and more martial cultivators on the martial arts field, and they are becoming more and more silent.
As soon as it rained, it lasted for a long, long time.
Another two or three hours passed.
"Groan," a groan came from above the sky.
Suddenly.
Everyone looked up.
"Father, Third Uncle, Zi Leng" stood on the Sky Skylark, Purple Kite stared at the high platform below, staring at her father, Third Uncle, and Zi Leng, who were no longer human, she roared in pain, and tears flowed loudly.
She had already thought in advance that her father would be miserable, but after seeing it with her own eyes, it still hurt, extremely heartache Dad, they were even more miserable than she imagined "Look, she's coming," the bloodghost said with a playful smile on the high platform below.
Snort The next moment.
The sky lark landed on the high platform.
That is, in that second, more than a dozen people from the heavenly realm directly surrounded the sky lark and the purple kite.
There was no time interval, Heng Yu shot directly, and a sword slammed into the head of the Sky Skylark.
"Bump" The Skylark fell to the ground with a bang, blood running down its skull, and it shuddered and died "This beast is dead, no one can fly away with you," Heng Yu said cruelly.
Purple Kite's face became even paler, her slightly thin body, lonely in the rain, and in the bottom of her heart, she felt guilty for the skylark.
Although Sky Skylark was only a low-level demon beast, but it was also because of herself, she clenched the long sword in her hand, and almost wanted to do it directly.
"Kite, let's go, who let you come" At this moment, Zi Zhen suddenly raised his head and roared with all his might, the green muscles burst out, and the wounds on his body became more and more dazzling.
"Walk the old thing, your daughter can't go" The blood ghost's smile was very strange and bright: "Come and go as much as you want" "You demon, you'd better let her go, otherwise, my son-in-law will leave all of you dead without a place to be buried" Zi Zhen roared, his voice was bloody, his eyes were red, and he struggled with all his might, and the chains on his body were deep into the flesh because of the struggle.
"Your son-in-law" The blood ghost's eyes lit up: "It's a little interesting, is he very powerful?"
"He can easily let you die without a place to be buried," Zi Zhen roared word by word, his voice extremely hoarse.
"Is it the garbage of the lower plane, there is such a powerful existence" The blood ghost couldn't help but look at the people in the celestial realm around him: "Do you think this joke is funny?"
"Hahaha" burst out laughing, bursting out of presumptuous laughter: "The ants of the lower planes, all of them are fucking pigs" "Lao Tzu can kill three or five hundred in seconds with one sword" "A toad in the Celestial Realm is also stronger than these in the lower plane."
"His son-in-law, hehe appears in front of Lao Tzu now, Lao Tzu can pinch him to death with one hand" "Hand over the Bodhi Fruit of Creation" Immediately, Heng Tong stared at the purple kite and said in a deep voice.
This is the moment.
"Poof" No one expected that the blood ghost would suddenly make a move, and the whip in his hand turned into a deadly sword, which directly pierced Zi Zhen's heart.
The sudden scene directly made the whole world seem to be only the sound of rain.
Zi Zhen, die Just died Died in front of the eyes of the purple kite "It's all said before, when your daughter comes, I'll kill you, hehe, my blood ghost speaks, and I always count" After a few breaths, the blood ghost smiled playfully.
"No, no, no, daddy" Purple Kite only felt that the whole world was dark and collapsed, and her eyes suddenly became blood-red and blood-red, red and strange.
Then.
"Ahhh "Hmph" The blood ghost snorted disdainfully, and the whip in his hand stirred casually, whipping towards the purple kite.
But I saw that the purple kite didn't care about it, as if she didn't know that the whip was about to be drawn on her body, she used all her strength, and only the heart of the blood ghost was in her eyes. kill kill kill All she has left is endless resentment and murderous intent, and she only wants to kill the blood ghosts.
Flash.
"Smack" The blood ghost's whip fell ferociously on the purple kite's body.
Suddenly.
The skin was open, the blood was galloping, and a long, deep wound lay on her.
However, what is shocking is that the purple kite did not go backwards, stopped, and did not even frown.
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She didn't seem to feel the pain, she held the long sword, only hatred and killing intent, and the long sword still stabbed towards the heart of the blood ghost.
The bloodghost's face finally changed.
She underestimated the purple kite, not the strength of the purple kite, but the willpower and madness of the purple kite.
It's a bit difficult to dodge between the lightning and flint "Blood ghost, remember, I saved you once" That is, at this second, Heng Yu snorted, and as he spoke, he suddenly raised the heavy sword in his hand, and with a sword out, the sword was dazzling, and it directly sank into the shoulder of the purple kite, piercing.
Blood flowed from the purple kite's shoulders with the heavy rain, burning the eyes.
The purple kite stagnated, and this sword forcibly stopped.
"Cheap woman, you are really looking for death" The blood ghost reacted at this time, his face was very, very, very unbearable, his eyes were cold and cruel, he raised his whip and whipped it towards the purple kite. syllable syllable syllable One stroke, it is several whips in a row, the purple kite smoked by the purple kite is blurred with flesh and blood, and the purple kite smoked is dying, and the purple kite smoked can't tell that it is still a purple kite.
"Enough" In the end, it was Heng Yu who stopped the blood ghost: "I also want to ask her where the Bodhi Fruit is, she can't die" The blood ghost could stop, but the killing intent on his face was not less at all: "Cheap woman, say, where is the Bodhi Fruit?"
Meanwhile.
Su Ling, it's finally here.
He used his maximum speed, and along the way, he didn't even dare to breathe.
He's coming Standing under the martial arts cultivation field and looking at the high platform, Su Ling's whole person seemed to have been smashed by thunder and lightning.
He froze Su Ling saw the dead Zi Zhen, the dying Zi Leng and Zi Cang, and the miserable Zi Kite In an instant, the majestic rain around him suddenly froze, and the rain that was dripping turned into ice picks in an instant.
"Kite" followed, and Su Ling moved.
Step by step, he walked towards the high platform.
With every step, the rain that fell in front of him turned from water to ice, and the ground cracked wildly.
With every step, the whole world seems to be devoid of air and endless depression, and the whole world seems to be three points more bloody.
Tomorrow will continue to be exciting, five chapters will be done, in addition, let's talk about the concept of afternoon, evening, and morning in the mouth of the flowing water, because the flow of water to write novels is generally in the middle of the night, go to bed very late, basically fall asleep at three o'clock in the evening and then, sleep until about eleven o'clock the next day, so, the morning in the mouth of the flowing water is basically eleven or twelve o'clock in the morning, and the afternoon in the mouth of the flowing water is basically four or five o'clock in the afternoon, five or six o'clock, as for the night in the mouth of the flowing water is the middle of the night, early in the morning.
Well, in fact, as far as I know, not only one of the running water, but also many online authors also have the habit of staying up late, to be honest, the inspiration in the middle of the night is better than the day, and it is also quiet, which is suitable for writing novels in flowing water: