Chapter 470 The old man in the blood robe, shot with anger!
Under the leadership of Luo Chen, the five Luo Chen carefully approached the location of the Black Lotus Demon Sect and others. Before they could get close enough, a arrogant laughter suddenly sounded——
Five juniors even dare to break into the rudder of my Holy Religion. They really don't know whether to live or die! The adults behind you, let's call them out together. With the strength of the few of you, you shouldn't be able to track them down here!
Luo Chen's five people's footsteps paused, and their eyes swept around. Luo Chen's perception was the most sensitive. He noticed something wrong at the first time, and his eyes turned to a big tree with a few people hugging each other not far away.
I saw an old man in a blood robe hanging upside down on the tree trunk, with a weird smile on his face, staring at them coldly.
Seeing the expression of the blood-robed old man, Luo Chen shuddered subconsciously.
It's not that he's afraid, it's just that the old man's gaze made him a little uncomfortable, as if he was being stared at by something disgusting.
Luo Qingxue also discovered the blood-robed old man, the Xuansha Ice Bow suddenly appeared in his hand, and an arrow of ice and snow condensed out of thin air, cut through the sky, and attacked the blood-robed old man.
What a strong girl! The blood-robed old man's eyes brightened, and he said to Luo Qingxue with a wicked smile: When this emperor kills the other four, I will take you back to be this emperor's cauldron!
Saying that, the blood-robed old man turned into a large number of blood-colored bats and flew in all directions, avoiding the arrows shot by Luo Qingxue.
Then the blood-colored bats gathered in front of Luo Qingxue, stretched out their thin palms and touched Luo Qingxue's face.
Golden Feather!
Seeing this, Luo Chen's face turned cold, and he shouted fiercely. At the same time, Luo Chen directly motivated the sword ancestor Jianjing at his heart, and the killing sword rose into the sky. The old man chopped it off.
The blood-robed old man's expression changed suddenly. He didn't expect Luo Chen, a small second-rank martial spirit, to be able to unleash such a terrifying attack, and it even made him feel a little awkward!
Just as he was about to dodge, an astonishing chill came from beside him, only to see a large amount of fine ice slag appearing all over Luo Qingxue's body at some point, directly shrouding him, making his dodging slow down. few.
The streamer sword slid across the blood-robed old man. In the past, the sword of the flowing cloud empire slashed the thick blood robe on the blood-robed old man's body. The terrifying killing sword intent instantly invaded the blood-robed old man's body, eroding wildly. organs in his body.
Damn it! What is this? The blood-robed old man noticed the changes in his body and gritted his teeth.
Although he is a high-level leader of the Black Lotus Demon Sect, his knowledge is limited to the Floating Cloud Empire. The sword intent of killing is derived from the combination of the killing intent and the sword intent of the Shura tribe. It is normal for the blood-robed old man to be unclear.
After all, the Shura tribe has been destroyed for many years, and although the blood river essence is often born in the Shura Sea of Blood, it is not something that the Floating Cloud Empire can covet.
Therefore, the blood-robed old man could not recognize Luo Chen's killing sword intent at all.
Hearing this, Luo Chen snorted disdainfully, and the streamer sword in his hand turned and slashed at the old man in the blood-robed robe. At the same time, a sharp claw burning with a faint purple flame, like a copper cast iron, descended from the sky. , grabbed the old man in the blood robe.
It was Jin Yu who had been hiding in the clouds. Hearing Luo Chen's call, Jin Yu didn't bother to hide his tracks, and immediately launched an attack on the blood-robed old man!
