The blood slave is a creature who only has the instinct of survival and eating, and no longer has any rationality and emotion, no joy, anger, sorrow, and no fear.

The two companions were killed instantly, and the remaining two were not afraid, staring at the man and wolf in front of them. Youdi, they each made a harsh sound and rushed forward.

"Looking for death!" Jin Ling raised his left hand from bottom to top, and a fire light flashed, landing on the blood slave in front of him, instantly turning into a fireball.

On the other side, Xiao Wu directly twisted the blood slave who was rushing to the ground, bit the other party's head with his mouth, pulled it off his neck with a side, and pulled his head off his neck. The scene was extremely bloody.

The blood slave who turned into a fireball was gradually burned into a ball of charcoal ash, and a shiny blood crystal was revealed from the charcoal ash. The corpses of the other three blood slaves gradually turned into blood, and blood crystals appeared in the blood.

Cooperate with each other and kill the blood slave, the master and one pet are already quite skilled.

He collected the four blood crystals and threw one red little five as a reward. The latter chewed it in three mouthfuls, as if he was eating candy.

The noise and bloody aura here gradually alarmed other blood slaves around. In the following period, three groups of blood slaves were found one after another, and the eleven were killed by Jin Ling and Xiao Wu. Until the end, a group of people came hurriedly and appeared in front of them.

Seeing them, Jin Ling smiled, and the whistlemen of the Blood Spirit Sect.

Eight people from this group of whistlemen, led by a middle-aged man with a high-level immortal cultivation, controlled a dozen blood slaves to arrive together. Seeing more than a dozen fishy blood stains on the ground, they immediately understood what was going on.

The leading middle-aged man carried a black iron saw knife and looked at the man and wolf in front of him, wondering. The young man was just a slut with a yellow face, as if he was sick. Looking at the faint blue fairy light on his body, it seemed to be just an immortal master. How could he kill these blood slaves under his subordinates? Even if he could kill them, why didn't he escape after killing them, as if he was deliberately staying in place and waiting for him to come?

"Boy, I am the rudder of the Blood Spirit Sect Guzhu Branch, Zhang Guangyi. Who are you? Did you kill these blood slaves under me?" The middle-aged man shook his saw and asked, pointing to the blood stains on the ground.

"You said these human-shaped animals, yes, I killed them." Jin Ling said lightly and lightly, without saying his name.

"Are you a member of Bailu Academy?" After hearing his admission, Zhang Guangyi did not act rashly. Because he had heard that people from Bailu Academy, a major cultivator of the empire, recently were also walking in the Tianyuan Valley. He was afraid that this young man was a member of Bailu Academy and did not dare to offend him easily.

Seeing that the other party did not answer, he asked tentatively: "Demon-Suppressing Palace? Blood Hidden Clan?"

"What Bailu Academy, the Demon-Suppressing Palace? I don't know!" Jin Ling simply made a show for him, "I came here alone!"

"One person?" Zhang Guangyi looked grim. That's fine. Kill this kid on the spot and throw it to the blood slave to eat. Who can find him? No one will avenge him afterwards.

Thinking of this, just as he was about to wave his hand to signal his subordinates and the blood slaves to attack, a whistleman said in his ear: "Master, I heard that a young man ruined the Blood Yin clan's affairs, saved the Guzhu royal family, and killed a lot of them. Could it be him?"

"Hmm?" Zhang Guangyi looked at Jin Ling, full of suspicion, "He? He doesn't look like him?"

Indeed, Jin Ling now has a yellow waxy face and doesn't look like that person no matter how he looks.

"No matter where he is, killing my blood slave will make my night's life uneasy, just die!" Zhang Guangyi shouted, "Get them all! Kill him!"

After hearing his order, several whistles immediately blew bamboo whistles in their mouths. This kind of bamboo whistle has the effect of driving blood slaves.

Hearing the whistle, more than ten blood slaves immediately moved and roared around Jin Ling and Xiao Wu.

Suddenly, the whistle became rapid, and the blood slaves surrounded them like crazy.

"Hmph!" Jin Ling snorted coldly, and put Xiao Wu in the fairy bracelet without any delay. The opponent had too many, so he could not injure Xiao Wu, who had not had enough practical experience. Then, a piece of ice dust suddenly exploded on the ground with him as the center of the circle.

It was indeed a piece of ice dust, biting cold. The ice dust quickly rose from the ground and covered all directions of the blood slaves' besieged. Wherever they passed, all the blood slaves' movements stopped and fell directly to the ground, and then all their bodies were covered with blue and white frost.

The frost quickly spread layer after layer in a very short time, or in such a quick blink of an eye or two, forming ice layers on the body of the blood slaves.

Jin Ling stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, and all the frozen blood slaves suddenly shattered into pieces of ice and scattered on the ground. Only blood crystals that fell out of their bodies showed a little bit of freshness.

"What!" Zhang Guangyi's eyes almost popped out. Just in this and a few blinks, the sick boy, with a wave of his hand, froze more than a dozen ferocious blood slaves into ice sculptures, shattered them into boulders, and even the blood crystals exploded. This was too incredible.

"Water-based immortal skills? What a powerful water-based immortal skills!" The Blood Spirit Sect whistle commanders said in amazement.

"Go! Go! Kill him!" The dozen blood slaves were one of Zhang Guangyi's important trump cards. They took a lot of effort to make the production, but they were destroyed like this, which made him heartbroken.

"No, no!" A whistleman suddenly shouted, "The sword behind this kid seems to be the sect-style long sword of Shanhai Sect. Yes, it is Shanhai Sword! He is a member of Shanhai Sect!"

"Shan Hai Sect!" The whistlemen were shocked. Shan Hai Sect is one of the three major sects of the righteous path of the Yan Zhao Immortal Kingdom. It is the strongest and its disciples are jealous of evil. In recent times, the Blood Spirit Sect has suffered a lot. More importantly, Bai Xiannong, the leader of the Yan Zhao Hall of the Blood Spirit Sect, died at the hands of a young man from the Shan Hai Sect.

"How could the people from Shanhai Sect appear here?" said the whistlemen in panic.

"This person, is this person the little killer Jin Ling from the Northern Jin Dynasty?" Someone shouted even more panic.

As soon as the words "Little Killing God" were spoken out, the air in the field suddenly seemed to solidify. Whether it was Zhang Guangyi or the whistlemen, they all stared at each other, like clay wooden man.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhang Guangyi woke up first and shouted, "Where is that little killer god in the Northern Jin Kingdom? How could he appear here? And, he doesn't look like him at all!"

"Boy, who are you and what's your name?" The whistleman asked Jin Ling with courage.
Chapter completed!