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Chapter 888 Blood Demon Venerable

"Brother, I will stop someone, and the man below will be dealt with by the strong man from the Black Mingtian Python." Seeing the other party who was starting to take action, a seriousness appeared on Meng'er's cheek. This time the other party was prepared. Four Supreme Realm powerhouses of the seventh-level level, such a lineup is quite strong, and there are few people. If they are not cautious, they may have capsized in the gutter today.

As he finished speaking, purple light flashed through his pupils, and ten figures emerged out of thin air. Immediately, under the command of Meng'er, he rushed towards Xue Ling.

The sudden appearance and rushing towards Xue Ling was also shocked. However, when she felt that the strongest among the group of people was only two second-transfer supreme realms, she breathed a sigh of relief and said disdainfully: "Shrimp soldiers and crab generals, dare to take them out and show their ugly appearance?"

Meng'er was really too lazy to pay attention to Xue Ling's words. After summoning all the strong men sealed in her eyes, her cheeks became solemn, and her hands formed a series of seals like lightning. As the changes in her seals were made, an ancient fierce aura slowly surged out of her body.

Feeling the fierce aura that spread out from Meng'er's body, Yang Ran understood that she had begun to use the power of Xiaotian, the ancient heavenly python. At that moment, she waved her palm and sixteen corpse puppets flashed out, forming a formation in the blink of an eye. In the transmission of spiritual energy, the golden color on the corpse puppet's body became deeper and deeper.

With Yang Ran's current strength, he should be able to fight with two Seven-Turning Supreme Realm, but even though Meng'er restrains one person, the other party still has three Seven-Turning Supreme Realm, so he can only summon the corpse puppet and temporarily push it. Although it is a bit a bit reluctant to fight with a Seven-Turning Supreme Realm with the strength of the corpse puppet, it should still be possible to delay time.

"Brother, I'll do it first..."

As the sound of a lightning shout came, Meng'er's figure rushed out like lightning. The ferocity that filled the heaven and earth also caused the faces of the four Blood Evil Venerables to change a little.

"I didn't expect that this little girl is also a tricky guy... The fourth brother, I'll leave it to you." The leading old man in gray robe also looked at Meng'er who was rushing towards him in surprise, and then frowned.

"Yeah, no problem."

A slightly thin old man nodded with a gloomy face, then moved his body and appeared in front of Meng'er. Without saying much, the cold true energy surged out of his palm, and then slapped Meng'er fiercely.

"snort!"

Seeing the thin old man attacking, Meng'er snorted coldly without giving in at all. The green light lingered in her purple pupils, and she went straight to meet her.

"Yang Ran, I want to see if you can escape from the palm of my Blood Fan Battle Team today! Remember my husband's name, Blood Fan Battle Team, Blood Demon Venerable!"

The old man with gray robe looked cold and led the Blood Evil Venerable and another Blood Fan Battle Group strongman into a ring shape and surrounded Yang Ran.

"Do it!"

As soon as the surrounding form was formed, the so-called Blood Demon Venerable had a ferocious intention in his eyes. With a cold shout, three vast real energy suddenly surged out, and three figures rushed towards Yang Ran like lightning. The fierce attack directly made the space solidify.

"go."

Yang Ran's back trembled, his body quickly retreated, and he bounced his fingers, and the corpse puppet turned into a golden light, intercepting a powerful man from the Blood Fan Battle Group.

His body suddenly retreated, Yang Ran's handprints changed, and his breath continued to surge in an instant. In just a moment, he broke through to the level of the Five Transformations Supreme Realm.

Seeing Yang Ran's surge of breath, the Blood Demon Venerable frowned and immediately sneered: "Don't hold back, kill it directly!"

"Um."

The Blood Evil Master nodded with a cold expression. A faint strange light burst out from his folding fan. He raised his hand and fanned it. The folding fan cut through the space like the sharpest blade and slashed towards Yang Ran's throat.

Faced with the rapid and fierce attack of the Blood Evil Venerable, Yang Ran's head turned slightly, and he narrowly avoided the sharp fan, clamped his right palm into a fist, and then rushed towards the Blood Evil Venerable's head with a fierce angrily.

"snort!"

With Yang Ran's strength now, the Blood Evil Venerable naturally dare not underestimate it at all. Although the two are different, the majesty and purity of the spiritual energy in Yang Ran's body are not comparable to that of the other party. Therefore, Yang Ran's strength is no less than that of him. In addition, the power of the Holy Demon Nirvana Fire and the frontal combat power have even shown signs of surpassing him.

"Bang!"

A cautious thought flashed through his mind. The Blood Evil Venerable flipped his wrist and the folding fan in his hand was completely unfolded, and then it was blocked in front of him, holding Yang Ran's punch back.

A punch landed on the folding fan, and the colorful flames suddenly surged out of Yang Ran's palm, and then surrounded the folding fan with a blazing momentum, and quickly spread towards the body of the Blood Evil Venerable.

The flames filled the blood evil master's sleeve turned into ashes in an instant, but his reaction was not slow. When the flames filled the air, the vast real energy surged out of his body and rushed towards the flames, trying to extinguish them all.

However, when the true energy touched the flame, a terrible scene appeared.

"What a terrible flame..."

Such changes caused the face of the Blood Evil Venerable to change drastically and his body retreated in panic.

With one move, Yang Ran was about to chase after the evil priest, and an old figure flashed in front of him. There was a hint of coldness in his dark face. A big hand, painted black, penetrated the space like a ghost, and with a dangerous feeling, it flashed towards Yang Ran's head like lightning.

"Try picking me up with a blood demon hand!"

Feeling the cold wind spreading under the dark big hands, Yang Ran did not give in at all and sneered: "Working alone, are you still afraid of you, an old ghost?"

The shout fell, his fingers snarled, and the flames swirled rapidly, and then he pointed out suddenly, directly hitting the blood demon master's dark hand.

"Demon-Swallowing Finger!"

Suddenly, the fierce and hot fist wind hit the dark hand hard, and the shocking sound of the sky resounded, and the amazing ripples of energy spread out quickly. The surrounding space was gradually distorted by such a impact.

"Dingdeng!"

The fists and palms collided head-on, and the strong wind rushed out like a ring. Yang Ran and the Blood Demon Venerable both trembled, and their feet stepped back.

With Yang Ran's strength now, he has the ability to fight with the Seven-Turn Supreme Realm, and has cultivated the Heaven and Earth God and Demon Art to the second level. During the operation, spiritual energy continues to flow, without any worry about being exhausted by the opponent's wheel battle.
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