Chapter 687: First Battle, Bloody Scroll

When the Di tribe monks saw that Li Yi and others were all monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, their expressions changed.

Especially the leader Yuchi Shang, whose face was so gloomy at this time that he was almost dripping with water. He was not as arrogant as before. The six monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, this force is really too strong.

They have been besieging Heiyun Ridge for more than half a year. They were originally planning to encircle the area for reinforcements and kill the supporting monks. They have already ambushed outside. There are many high-level monks. However, Dongzhou has been delayed. No one was sent. He thought that the monks here had been abandoned.

Therefore, they withdrew all the monks who were ambushing outside and prepared to attack Heiyun Ridge and completely destroy them. Then the entire Heiyun Kingdom would fall into their hands.

At this time, Yuchi Shang was in a dilemma. He could neither fight nor leave. If he fought, he would definitely not be able to defeat him now. If he left, he was unwilling to accept it. For a moment, he actually froze on the spot, his expression constantly changing.

Looking at Yuchi Shang's performance, Wang Daoxuan sneered and said, "Let's all take action together and kill some people first. It seems they don't know that we will come to support them."

After he finished speaking, his sleeves flicked, and a white writing brush appeared in his hand. In the other hand, he held a small mountain-shaped pen stand. When he opened his mouth, a white scroll appeared. , it opens.

On the scroll, there is actually a landscape painting, in which there are many little people walking back and forth, not knowing what they are doing, it is very strange.

Li Yi just glanced at it and had a bad feeling in his heart. This picture seemed to be very complicated.

However, as the landscape painting slowly opened, a white light flashed on it, and it turned into a huge scroll that was hundreds of feet wide and about a thousand long.

After the scroll was unfolded, it suddenly landed on the heads of the Jindan monks on the ground, and quickly engulfed these monks.

After being swallowed, crazy screams and shouts of killing came out from the scroll. But after a short while, the ancient painting that was originally very simple and full of artistic conception turned into one. The blood-rich, terrifying blood curtain exudes astonishing blood-evil power.

The monks who were wrapped in it were still screaming, and gradually, the screams became smaller and smaller.

Suddenly, the scene that appeared shocked everyone and took a breath of air. Wang Daoxuan looked gentle and gentle on the surface, but they did not expect that he would be so ruthless when he made a move.

At this time, the Di tribe's monks were already blinded, especially those in the Nascent Soul stage. Two of them had already rushed towards the bloody scroll in the distance, constantly using attacks, trying to kill the people in it. The golden elixir stage monks were all rescued.

However, on that scroll, the power of blood was so intense that it was almost turning into blood. Whether it was the opponent's magic weapon or spells that hit it, they were quickly resisted.

Seeing this, Yuchi Shang's face became even more ugly, and he said hurriedly: "Two more people will go and break open the painting. The remaining people will stop these monks and leave this person to me."

After Yuchi Shang finished speaking, the two golden maces hanging on his waist took out his hands, transformed into two golden dragons in the air, and rushed towards Wang Daoxuan.

At the same time, he flipped his hand, and a black spear also appeared in his hand. With a gentle pat, the demon wolf under him disappeared. It moved towards Wang Daoxuan in the distance and killed him. He passed by, his eyes filled with hatred and boundless anger.

Looking at the two golden dragons attacking, Wang Daoxuan was not panicked at all. He pointed the white brush in his hand in the air, and silver characters appeared in the air. With extremely powerful power, they fired towards the distance. Shot over.

"Bang, bang..."

The silver characters and the golden dragon were constantly colliding, causing astonishing fluctuations in spiritual energy.

Following Wang Daoxuan's move, the rest of the Nascent Soul stage monks also took action one after another. At this time, no one in the large formation below attacked anymore, and instead besieged Li Yi and others.

In front of Li Yi, a middle-aged man wearing animal skins appeared. Each of the men held a ghost-headed sword in their hands. They looked at Li Yi fiercely. The black long sword in his hand had a faint hint of anger. Bloody, he slashed towards Li Yi.

Looking at the long knife appearing in the air, Li Yi sneered, raised one hand, and a small golden axe, as well as a bloody long knife, disappeared.

The golden ax flashed with golden light, turning into a golden ax more than ten feet long in the air, and slashed at the middle-aged man.

The golden giant ax, with the force of thunder, instantly collided with the black double sword magic weapon, making a loud noise.

"Bang."

After a loud noise, there was another crisp sound of "click". One of the ghost-headed swords that appeared in the air shattered instantly. A bloody wolf shadow appeared on it, and it also flashed in the air and whined. It collapsed.

"Impossible, why was my magic weapon destroyed like this?" The middle-aged man opened his eyes wide and looked in disbelief.

However, before he could finish his words, a bloody long knife appeared behind him, and with a shocking dragon roar, it slashed towards him.

The middle-aged man's face changed wildly, and he no longer dared to hesitate. The blood on his body flashed and disappeared on the spot. However, the black demon wolf under him had no time to escape and was instantly chopped into pieces by the blood-devouring dragon blade. Two paragraphs.

The fur on the black demon wolf didn't even have the slightest ability to resist concentration. Only a shrill howl of a wolf was left in the mid-air, as well as two remains of the black demon wolf. However, all the essence and blood on the demon wolf's body was swallowed up in this instant.

"Xiao Hei." The middle-aged man exclaimed, with a look of pain on his face. This black wolf has been with him since he was a child, and later accompanied him on the path of cultivation. He didn't know how many people he met. After surviving all the dangers, he could be said to be his relative. Unexpectedly, he would be beheaded by Li Yi like this. The middle-aged man was shocked and angry, but he didn't dare to step forward. Instead, he was even more afraid of Li Yi.

After killing the black demon wolf, Li Yi flashed his lightning escape technique and flew to the body of the demon wolf. A five-color spiritual light shot out and stopped him. The blood-colored demon pill and demon soul that were about to escape were caught. in hand.

Li Yi easily killed a level 10 demon wolf and repelled a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Li Yi looked indifferent.

Since he entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the power of the two magic weapons in his hands has become more and more powerful. It is much stronger than in the early stage, which makes Li Yi feel a little surprised. In the past, he wanted to kill the tenth-level monster, but it was not that easy.