Chapter 1195 The famous blood-slaughtering brothers and sisters (please subscribe and collect)

"Brother, after you refine this spiritual fire, the strength of you and me, brother and sister, will be greatly increased. Naturally, we will have to come to collect the blood debts we owed in the past."

"Sister, please don't worry. When we travel around the world of cultivation, we always have vengeance and revenge. It's not that the time has not come for us not to retaliate."

Accompanied by two extremely arrogant and bloody voices, two monks, a man and a woman, appeared in front of everyone, and looked at the monks, with unprecedented contempt in their eyes, without any cover.

The appearance of these two monks is also extremely weird. The male cultivator is more than three feet tall, with broad shoulders and a round waist. His hair is covered with small white bells. He is bare-chested and walks barefoot in the hot and rolling lava. .

Whenever a pair of huge feet landed on the magma, it seemed to be born with a special energy. A large amount of magma took the initiative to get out of the way, without causing any substantial damage from beginning to end.

Judging from her appearance alone, the female cultivator is quite experienced. She has a small mouth, a graceful figure, and long flowing hair. She bears a vague resemblance to the legendary fairy.

But hanging on the waist are fourth-level high-grade fake spiritual treasures made of human-shaped skulls, exuding an extremely obvious and permeable evil spirit.

Not only did the female cultivator not feel the slightest discomfort with this rather special aura, she actually looked like she was enjoying it. Her delicate hands were stroking up and down, as if she were touching them one by one. It's like a rare treasure.

"Blood massacre brother and sister? Why do they appear here?"

"It is rumored that the Blood Slaughter brother and sister have perished under the pursuit of the Shimen Sect's god-transforming monks. Why do they appear here safe and sound?"

"Once there is no grass growing within the field of vision, watering the blood of others is a special way of promotion. Have you ever relied on the mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation to massacre three small sects and family murderers?"

As soon as the names of the Blood Slaughter Brothers and Sisters appeared, the several fourth-level alchemists who were originally on guard turned pale, their legs trembled, and they were in a state of high tension.

As the saying goes, people are like the shadow of trees. The reputation of the two blood-slaughtering brothers and sisters was gained through fighting one after another, and their intimidating power is naturally extraordinary.

These fourth-level high-grade alchemists have never faced such fierce people in their daily lives. Although they usually recharge their batteries, they are still in an extremely nervous state at this time.

Compared with these fourth-level alchemists who spend more time on alchemy as their main occupation, the other ten mid-stage Nascent Soul monks who are fighting fiercely with the red snake have not experienced many changes.

After all, along the way, they encountered various battles and intense situations, and experienced many experiences of wandering on the edge of life and death. The strength of the Blood Slaughter brothers and sisters cannot be underestimated, even in the late Yuan Ying, they are famous Although there is a sufficient advantage in numbers, there is still no fear of existence.

"It turns out that he is an alchemist in Tianwen Pavilion. No wonder he has such a large array. Alchemists usually have no enmity with my brothers and sisters, and they are not willing to kill for nothing. Why don't you kill this four-flowered flower? How about giving way to the top-grade rock fire elves and leaving at will?”

The male cultivator who was called his elder brother said in a low voice, as if this was already an incredible favor, and it all came from the name of the alchemist and the reputation of Tianwen Pavilion.

Of course, he did not feel the slightest bit of guilt or hesitation about snatching the fourth-grade high-grade spiritual fire that Master Huiyuan, who was also a late-stage Nascent Soul fourth-grade high-grade alchemist, had initially refined.

It seems that everything is inherently so ordinary. As long as it appears within the range of their perception, all spiritual objects belong to them.

"You are so grandiose about taking plunder by force. Fellow Taoists, please use your full strength. It only takes half an hour for the poor nun to refine the rock fire elf."

Master Huiyuan is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, so naturally he is not willing to give up easily the spiritual object that is almost on his lips.

Taking a step back, even if he still faces a failure in the end, he will naturally have to fight for it. At least he has enough confidence to escape smoothly. As for the casualties of other monks, he naturally does not consider them. within the scope.

"I don't know whether to live or die. Originally, for the sake of Tianwen Pavilion, my brother wanted to spare your life. Since he was so ignorant, he offered a big head and polished it into the one in my little sister's waist. Playing with the little head”

Another pretty female cultivator opened her mouth and spoke extremely fierce and bloody words, and as the words came out, her red tongue involuntarily licked her full and sexy lips.

The plump and slender hands could not help but gently explore and play with the human bones hanging on the small special features on the waist.

"Brother, since these people are so ignorant, they took off their heads. My little sister's skull necklace still lacks a late-stage Nascent Soul being to be the finale."

"Tianwen Pavilion certainly has a certain reputation, but since you are unwilling to leave, we, brother and sister, have never been willing to force others to do anything. We just want to satisfy you."

In a few words, the two blood-slaughter brothers and sisters had reached an agreement, and each turned into a stream of light and headed straight for their respective goals.

The strong male cultivator at the head stood up from the ground, like a humanoid monster carrying huge power and fiercely heading towards Master Huiyuan who was refining the spiritual fire.

As it moved forward, the white bells hanging on the hair also made a clear and pleasant sound of "ding-ding-ding".

As the forward speed increased linearly, each bell evolved from the original pure white to blood red, and began to be completely bound to the connected hair, as if it had life, twisting madly.

"Hey, you evil people, why are you so arrogant and domineering, doing things without any scruples, and attacking the alchemists directly like this, aren't you afraid that you will be blocked by the Alchemist Association one day?"

The five fourth-level middle-low-grade alchemists who have been responsible for vigilance still cannot overcome their inner fear, but due to their duties, the leader, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, had to stand up to stop it.

At the same time, five fourth-level middle-grade treasure talismans of gold, wood, water, fire and earth that cooperated with each other were sacrificed one after another, emitting different colorful lights and heading straight for the boss of the blood-killing brothers and sisters.

The remaining four fourth-level middle and lower-grade alchemists also used their own pre-prepared methods to block the attack, but the only tacit understanding was that they did not personally block the attack.

Another female cultivator from the Xue Tu brothers and sisters went straight to the Nascent Soul cultivator who was fighting fiercely with the red snake. She threw the skulls she was playing with in her waist with her right hand. The skulls swelled up in the wind and soon transformed into ferocious heads.