Soul Devouring Sword Master

As the spirit patterns submerged into the formation, the formation became more radiant, and bloody spirit patterns continued to emerge from the ground, winding towards the Huangji Palace disciples.

These blood lines wrapped around the soles of the feet, like vines, winding around the body.

"Block, block!"

The disciples of Huangji Palace shouted loudly, their auras exploded, and they tried their best to resist these blood streaks.

Several of the weaker Huangji Palace disciples had most of their bodies entangled in blood streaks, as if they were entangled by a python. Their whole bodies were tense. At the same time, their bodies quickly shriveled up, as if their blood was being sucked away.

"You enter this funeral formation and you still want to run away, hmph, just stay here and take action!"

The skinny young man sneered, held his hand, and a bloody blade appeared and slashed out.

laugh! laugh!

Dozens of bloody sword lights shot out of the air, slashing towards the Huangji Palace disciples who were trapped by the spirit patterns.

"Break it for me!"

The purple-haired young man shouted, his palm trembled, and he slapped several flaming palm prints.

boom! boom...

There were several explosions, and the sword lights that slashed at the purple-haired young man collapsed.

However, the other Huangji Palace disciples were faced with a dilemma. They had to resist the blood streaks while also being prepared for attacks. They were stretched thin.

Some Huangji Palace disciples managed to block the refining light, but the blood streaks took advantage of it and spread crazily upwards.

There were also several Huangji Palace disciples who were entangled in the blood lines and were caught off guard. They were directly hit by the sword light and broke into two pieces.

As soon as several people died, the blood streaks quickly covered their corpses. Soon, the corpses were sucked dry and shriveled up, leaving only a piece of skin.

"Damn it!"

The purple-haired young man gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist the blood streaks, trying to drive them away.

boom! boom...

At this moment, other Blood Evil Sect disciples suddenly took action, and in an instant, a large area of ​​sword energy, palm prints, and fist light came over them.

These Huangji Palace disciples were entangled in the spirit pattern formation and had no way to avoid it. They could only resist. However, this gave the blood pattern an opportunity to wreak havoc.

For a moment, screams could not be heard, and soon, several Huangji Palace disciples died tragically.

"Kill, kill them all!"

The disciples of the Blood Evil Sect licked their lips, their eyes showed fierceness, as if they were looking at prey, and they continued to attack.

Soon, the remaining Huangji Palace disciples could no longer hold on any longer. They were either killed or sucked dry by blood patterns.

In the end, only the purple-haired young man was left, but he was also covered in bruises, and most of his body was eroded by blood streaks. If he hadn't been the highest among these people, he would have died long ago.

"Let's take action together and kill him!"

The skinny young man gave the order, and for a moment, all the attacks poured out, hitting the purple-haired young man.

The purple-haired young man's face was full of despair, but a hint of determination suddenly flashed in his eyes. He simply gave up resistance, retracted one hand into his sleeve, and quietly crushed a jade plaque.

“This revenge will be avenged by our Emperor’s Palace!”

The purple-haired young man roared, and in the next moment, all the attacks came. There was an explosion, and there was no trace of the purple-haired young man's body.

"Clean the battlefield and leave all the rings to me!"

The skinny young man said coldly, waved his hand, and all the Blood Evil Sect disciples flew over and began to quickly clear the battlefield.

Those spiritual grasses seemed to be protected by the spiritual pattern formation, and they were not damaged in the fierce battle just now.

A few minutes later, the remains of the Huangji Palace disciples were all put into the Najie, and the blood stains were automatically sucked up by the burial formation, leaving only faint traces.

"withdraw!"

With an order, more than twenty Blood Evil Sect disciples flashed and disappeared from the nearby mountain peak.

The breeze blows, the grass blades rise and fall, and the spiritual energy floats.

Everything returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

"What an insidious method!"

Lin Xiao narrowed his eyes and flashed a cold light.

Obviously, these Blood Evil Sect disciples do not intend to compete for spiritual veins, or, rather than competing for spiritual veins, they prefer to kill people and seize treasures.

From what the skinny young man said, it seemed that six groups of people had died here before.

Six groups of people, even if there are only ten people in each group, including these dozen Huangji Palace disciples, there are still one hundred Najies.

Each of these Blood Evil Sect disciples can get at least two or three Najies, which is definitely a very considerable amount of wealth. It is no wonder that these people have been dormant here, waiting for others to take the bait.

It is estimated that they deliberately let out the news about this top-quality spiritual vein.

"The purple-haired young man's cultivation should be above the sixth level of the Earth Spirit Realm, but in that burial formation, he had no power to fight back."

Lin Xiao frowned and thought, even he would probably have a narrow escape if he fell into the formation.

If he didn't break into the big formation and defeat them one by one, it would probably affect his whole body. When the time came, more than 20 people would attack, and Lin Xiao didn't have much confidence.

However, with a top-quality spiritual vein right in front of him, Lin Xiao would not be willing to leave it like this.

"Just wait a little longer."

Lin Xiao warned himself, and immediately sat on the tree and continued to deduce the Tiger Soul Fist.

Soon, the color darkened.

The moonlight was bright and everything was silent.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed without incident.

After a night of hard thinking and deduction, coupled with the previous understanding of the Giant Ape Fist, Lin Xiao's understanding of the Tiger Soul Fist is also constantly deepening, but it still needs to be verified and perfected in actual combat.