Xiao Asheng had never encountered such a strange move. Without observing it, the immortal power of his right hand was shaken and his mouth was numb. The black iron sword could not hold it and fell directly from his hand.

Jin Ling on the opposite side obviously did not give him a chance to react. After half of his spin, his left hand showed a golden edge, directly passing through his throat.

It was the golden power of the Xianyu Bracelet. It formed a sharp and thin blade shape at the fingertips, directly breaking the defensive immortal power on the surface of its throat and cutting off the throat.

Xiao Asheng was instantly stuck on the spot, widening his eyes and pointed at Jin Ling with one hand, trying to say something. But he couldn't say a word and his body stiffened. Then, a fine and neat blood line appeared in his throat.

Jin Ling kicked him to the ground, quickly picked up his black iron sword and his property, and then went to deal with other blood slaves.

As soon as Xiao Asheng died, the only dozen remaining whistles of his subordinates made their souls fly out of the sky and flee one after another.

"Damn it!" Bai Xiaolang, who saw all this not far away, cursed hatefully. He raised his strength and fought with Long Shaohui again.

"Jin Ling, this kid is so good!" Long Shaohui was greatly encouraged.

After Jin Ling dealt with Xiao Asheng, he did not take a breath and came to the next to the eight blood slaves trapped by the mud. The mud was maintained by the earth-based immortal power of the fairy bracelet. He had just fought with Xiao Asheng and was unintentionally looking around. The power of the mud was gradually weakened, and the eight blood slaves that had fallen gradually rose up and began to get out of trouble.

"You still want to struggle?" The young man sneered and cut out his sword.

Eight ferocious and terrifying heads left the body and fell to the ground, and all the struggles came to an abrupt end.

The head and body quickly turned into blood, and eight blood crystals that were a small circle larger than the usual blood crystals gradually condensed in the blood.

"It turns out that it's not an ordinary blood slave, and the blood crystal produced is not small." Jin Ling picked it up one by one and took it into his bag, "It's so beautiful, like a red diamond."

This war ended with the victory of the Pig Killing Alliance. They had the experience of fighting against the Blood Slaves, but they were not panicked, had good command and clear division of labor. Among them, there were many outstanding disciples from Shanhai Sect and Shui Ling Domain who were outstanding in power.

Most of the Blood Spirit Sects are blood slaves who have no brains and only rely on instinct to fight. The commanders who command their whistleblowers have to face the attacks of the Pig Killing Alliance immortals and are distracted from commanding and controlling the Blood slaves, and may not be busy. What's even more terrifying is the blazing flames around them. This kind of flame has a great psychological impact on the Blood slaves.

Therefore, at the end of the war, most of the Blood Spirit Cultists and blood slaves died on the spot. On the battlefield, blood flowed into a river, and the smell of burnt smell was unpleasant.

Only forty or fifty whistlemen and blood slaves were left, and together with Bai Xiaolang, facing the siege of nearly a thousand pig-killing immortals who remained.

"Young Master, I can't hold on anymore. Let's find a way to escape quickly!" A whistleman said to Bai Xiaolang in panic.

The latter cursed in his heart, "The nonsense, I don't know how to escape yet?" The question is, can I escape now?"

"The Dragon Alliance Leader, it's really amazing." Bai Xiaolang rushed to attack Long Shaohui's sword move, "We are more than twice as many as you, and you were defeated by you."

"You are just a group of mobs, and blood slaves are even more incompatible with the laws of heaven. How can you be the opponent of my Immortals?" Long Shaohui pointed his sword at the other party, "I just heard you say that you are the son of the Lord of the Blood Spirit Sect Yanzhao, and the leader. Since that's the case, let the rest of them put down their immortal weapons and surrender."

"Don't think about it!" Bai Xiaolang shouted.

"My Pig Killing Alliance and the Blood Spirit Sect did not have any grudges, but you took the initiative to provoke them. Our purpose was to find out the secrets of the demon wild boar herd." Long Shaohui said calmly, "You have been planning for a long time, and I don't know what you think about this?"

"Why should I tell you?" Bai Xiaolang was at a disadvantage and had no intention of compromising and cooperating at all.

"If I can tell us the secret of the magic wild boar, as the leader, maybe I can save your life at my discretion." Long Shaohui said.

Bai Xiaolang refused to answer, shouted loudly and continued to attack, but his left hand secretly squeezed something in his hand.

Just as Long Shaohui was about to fight again, he heard Jin Ling scream: "Be careful of fraud by the leader!"

It was a while since he said that, Bai Xiaolang raised the object in his hand. The object shattered in the air, and a large cloud of red smoke appeared, covering most of the battlefield in a short time.

"Everyone be careful that it is poisonous!" Jin Ling shouted. He had fought with Yan Kun, one of the four powerful men of the Northern Jin Kingdom. Yan Kun's poisonous fog was really powerful, and he and the sword master Hong Sheng suffered a lot.

So, when he saw this colored smoke, he felt something was wrong.

Wherever the red smoke passes, whether it is a subordinate of the Blood Spirit Sect or the immortals of the Pig Killing Alliance, as long as they breathe the red smoke, they all become weak and fall to the ground, vomiting blood.

Some people who were reminded by Jin Ling did not get affected because they avoided the smoke as soon as possible and jumped to the distance.

In the smoke, Bai Xiaolang could only hear the resentment of being moved farther and farther away: "This is the Blood Wolf Poison of my Blood Spirit Sect. Shanhai Sect, hehe, you don't let me live well, and I don't let you live well! Those poisoned people will live in bed for the rest of their lives!"

The smoke gradually dissipated, and all three or four hundred poisoned immortals at the scene were chucking blood. Some were very poisonous and died on the spot.

Such a domineering poisonous fog with a wide range of killing makes everyone look at each other.

"I guess he has something to avoid poison, so he is safe and sound. It was because he was worried about his own life before and was unwilling to use it. He took the risk until his subordinates died almost. "Long Shaohui said with hatred, "The methods of the Blood Spirit Sect are really vicious!"

Bai Xiaolang escaped from afar, which means that the Blood Spirit Sect had been defeated in this battle. The subordinates of the Blood Spirit Sect who were poisoned were desperate and bite the poison in their teeth and died one after another.

"All those who are not poisoned should clear the battlefield, treat the injured, and help put out the fire. Don't let the whole forest be burned!" Long Shaohui ordered.

All the immortals were ordered to take action.

Before he gave the order, Jin Ling had already wandered around the concentration of many blood slaves who died, picking up blood crystals one by one, and enjoying it. Many immortals did not think of this problem during the battle. When they saw him picking up, they realized that although these red crystals were not immortal crystals, they might also be very expensive, and they also protected their victory fruits.

"Everyone, the blood crystal condensed on the blood slave's body is not of any help to the immortal's cultivation. It can be used to tame monsters." Jin Ling jumped onto a fallen black pine, "Let's do this, I have opened a stadium in my hometown and tamed many monsters. You might as well sell me the blood crystals you have seized, each of which costs ten gold yuan, and the price is absolutely unique!"

Many immortals were skeptical. Many people sold them to him. For some fairies of small forces, ten gold coins were considered a fortune. Many of them had only a few dozen silver coins to several gold coins in the power.
Chapter completed!