War Tao Becomes Saint

At this time, Ye Dongfeng told the Heavenly Demon Rat and Xiao Hei this. After he finished speaking, he left his clone to control the array while the Real Body continued to go deeper into the Black Crow Forest.    

This place was rather strange, giving him an uncomfortable feeling. In the depths of the Black Crow Forest, there were a group of people sneaking around, trying to figure out what they were doing.    

Initially, he was just passing by and everyone was peaceful. However, since the other party had attacked him, then he must be aware of the price he had to pay!    

Kill! Ye Qingyun bellowed, and rushed towards one of the cultivators with Blackcrow Stronghold.    

Seeing Ye Qingyun rushing towards him, the other party laughed coldly again and again. This brat wanted to die too much, actually taking the initiative to deliver himself up to his doorstep.    

However, after a while, this cultivator's expression suddenly underwent a drastic change. In that instant, his surging cultivation had actually disappeared.    

It did not disappear completely. Rather, it fell into a place that he had almost forgotten about for a very long time.    

This realm did not enter the Immortal Dao. It was a realm called Nirvana Stage on the road of martial arts.    

He had already become a Immortal Dao Ranker tens of thousands of years ago, so how could he suddenly drop to an ant like the Nirvana Stage?    

In next to no time, this cultivator noticed that the kid before him seemed to be an ant on Nirvana Stage as well. Immediately, he had a few more thoughts in his mind.    

In the beginning, he was truly panicking, but at this moment, he had already calmed down. So what if he was in the same realm, as a Immortal Lord Cultivator, how could his battle experience and consciousness be comparable to a little kid?    

He also fought with all his might against Ye Qingyun, but the things he imagined did not happen. The boy in front of him, who had a body full of the purest Immortal Spiritual Energy, was terrifying.    

If it wasn't for his rich combat experience and his battle awareness, he might have already fallen at this moment.    

Ye Qingyun was also improving rapidly in the midst of battle. Battling was one of the fastest methods to improve a cultivator's strength, so Ye Qingyun was not lying.    

On the other side, Luo Feng and the others were also fighting happily.    

The few of them released a powerful aura, from the start when they sneaked an attack, they already killed six cultivators, although there were still quite a few cultivators with Blackcrow Stronghold, these people did not even have the thought of fighting with their lives on the line.    

Because of this, even more cultivators with Blackcrow Stronghold had fallen.    

The most terrifying thing was that the young ranker seated cross-legged with his eyes closed seemed to be a very powerful Array Master.    

At this moment, the opponent was meticulously controlling the formation. This formation was separated into many special spaces, and every time they fought, they would only encounter one person.    

Only after killing them would he encounter new enemies.    

The group of cultivators from Blackcrow Stronghold were already scared to death. Although this formation did not have any destructive power, its binding power was simply frightening.    

Due to the changes in the formation, they were all restricted to one special area after another, making it impossible for them to break out.    

As for these fellows from Long River Immortal Sect, no one knew why they had gone crazy. From the start of their attacks to now, they had been putting their lives on the line.    

Although there was some friction between them and the Long River Immortal Sect, out of all the Immortal Sect in the surroundings, Long River Immortal Sect was the furthest from the Blackcrow Stronghold, so it was not like the two sides had a deep grudge.    

Why were this group of Long River Immortal Sect cultivators so unruly, they had no idea what happened, and the other side was going to fight them to the death.    

At this moment, the one with the fiercest fight was the one who kept shouting exclamations at the devil exterminator.    

Damn it, if you really want to exterminate the devils and guard the way, then go and roar at the Void Battlefield s. Although Blackcrow Stronghold is not a good thing, but it isn't some devil either, right?    

Of course, most of the cultivators with Blackcrow Stronghold had already started to attack the Binding Formation with all they had.    

This formation was extremely powerful. It was unknown what rank it was. Even after everyone had attacked for an unknown period of time, this formation still had not been broken by them.    

Immediately, the people from Blackcrow Stronghold became even more anxious. If the formation could not be broken through, then they would be in danger today.    

In a one on one situation, none of them could be a match for Old Daoist Luo Feng.    

Chen Huayu was also at a loss. What was going on?    

This formation was so strong, it exceeded his imagination. Just now, a cultivator of the immortal realm's Seventh Grade self-destructing had given him a fright.    

In the end, after self-destructing, the array did not even shake a single time. A Immortal Dao Ranker with the Seventh Grade of a deity had been cultivating for who knows how many years, without even a bubble, there was nothing left.    

If not for the circumstances, Chen Huayu would have laughed out loud.    

Hong Gang was crazily fighting with all his might against his opponent. At this moment, this Eldest Senior Brother was incomparably brave and fierce. In just a moment, he had already killed six cultivators with Blackcrow Stronghold.    

Luo Feng's speed was not slow either, at the moment, he had already killed five Blackcrow Stronghold cultivators.    

Even Ye Qingyun, who had sustained some injuries, had dealt with his opponent.    

He had thought that there would be a day when he would definitely fall, but he had never expected that he would actually fall at the hands of a Nirvana Stage ant, and at the time of his death, he had actually fallen at the hands of a Nirvana Stage ant as well.    

While the battle was still going on over here, the depths of the Blackcrow Stronghold was now tranquil.    

It was obvious that the Immortal Sovereign s of the Blackcrow Stronghold still did not know what had happened outside.    

It was only when Ye Dongfeng entered that the three deities and many other deities all looked towards Ye Dongfeng.    

At this time, Ye Dongfeng also clearly saw what these guys were doing.    

These cultivators were now changing blood!    

Deep within the Blackcrow Stronghold, there was an extremely strange formation. In the center of the formation, there was a pool of blood, and some black-colored blood continuously flowed out of the pool.    

As for these cultivators of the Blackcrow Stronghold, they fought to be the first to use the black blood to exchange for their own blood.    

Sixth, get rid of him.    

One of the three celestial beings obviously had a crucial moment, and looked at Ye Dongfeng unhappily, then spoke to a cultivator with Peak Immortal Lord.    

Old, you go. The cultivator called Old Sixth was obviously unwilling. Why are you guys here to absorb the precious blood while I go work hard?    

He was called an old man, and yet, he felt a bit helpless. Among the ten people present, he had the lowest seniority and the lowest cultivation base.    

After the sixth brother spoke, everyone else looked at him as well. Their intention was obvious to everyone.    

Go and come back quickly. Ol 'Nine looked at him sympathetically. "There's no choice, either you go or I go. But since you're here, it's not my turn."    

Bastard, why aren't you coming to your death!    

The old man cursed angrily, and then used his ghost blade to hack towards Ye Dongfeng.    

If it weren't for this ant disturbing him, he would still be absorbing and refining precious blood. Treasured blood only appeared once every ten years, and if he missed this opportunity, the next time he wanted to absorb it would be ten years later.