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I don’t know if it was a dark arrangement. Even when Wuxue was trying to attack Meng Xiang under the instigation of the spirit of the Lixue Sword, Meng Xiang happened to absorb the essence of the sword technique he used, and the idea of ​​ending the battle was just around the corner.

However, when he really started, Wuxue took the lead. He suddenly waved the bloody sword in his hand quickly, wielding it almost madly, as if he was crazy all of a sudden. Suddenly, countless sword shadows roared towards Meng Xiang like floods that broke into a dam, making a roar like a wind and thunderous sound, causing the whole world to tremble.

A powerful wave spread from all directions with him as the center, distorting the barriers of space and forming waves, like a huge rock hitting the calm water surface, but the spreading speed was faster, and even caused the onlookers and monsters who had avoided far away to be affected by the fish.

Although the onlookers and monsters had already learned the power of the shattered sword aura and sword light, they still couldn't help but feel curious and thought they were far enough from the battlefield, so there should be no problem. However, until this time they knew that they were still too confident and paid a heavy price for it.

The spreading speed of the purple shock wave has exceeded the imagination of many immortal cultivators. It seems that in just a blink of an eye, they have appeared in front of them, and even completely lost their ability to dodge. They are swept in without any resistance, as if they have fallen into an angry sea tide and are swallowed up in an instant.

Just as the cultivators and monsters were snatched into the cultivators and monsters, those who were involved in the cultivators and monsters were even more shattered than dust, and died extremely miserably. Of course, the sacrifices of the cultivators and monsters in front were not without any effect, at least they won the opportunity to retreat for the cultivators behind, just like the waves encountered obstacles. They would always be affected.

The cultivators and monsters so far away from the battlefield have suffered such huge damage. The pressure Meng Xiang, who is located in the bloodless center, needs to bear, can be imagined. This makes most cultivators and monsters who have escaped the disaster think that he will die. Because the bloodlessness after the outbreak is too terrible, since his strength has suddenly surged by more than ten times, the result is not what they expected.

At the beginning, Meng Xiang's situation seemed to be very bad. He didn't seem to have expected that blood would suddenly explode, nor did he expect that his explosion would be so terrible. He was swallowed up by the huge purple wave at once. According to common sense, he had absolutely no chance of surviving. But the result was not like that.

No matter how powerful the attack is, there will always be a time when it is over, and the bloodless explosion is the same. The huge purple wave with amazing destructive power caused by him quickly faded away and disappeared. Meng Xiang, who was supposed to have the same fate as those cultivators and monsters who were suffering from the disaster of fish in the pond, appeared again.

Moreover, Meng Xiang's appearance surprised all the cultivators and monsters who were watching, even Wuxue. In his imagination, even if he was strong, he would not die. But his situation would definitely be very bad, and it was inevitable to be injured. But in fact, not only did he not hurt a little, but he did not even have any mess in his clothes and hair, as if the terrifying purple wave just now was just a phantom.

The onlookers and monsters' surprise at Meng Xiang only lasted for a short time. After all, he had no direct relationship with them. But it was different without blood. The pupils of the two eyes suddenly shrank into two needle tips. He instinctively felt the danger and had an invincible idea in his heart.

Looking at Meng Xiang, who was calm and composed, the heart of Wuxue was shaken for the first time, and he was shaken about whether he could kill him, and even the chess piece he set up. However, his mind was very firm after all, and his mood soon returned to peace, cleared the negative, boosted confidence, and strengthened his determination to kill Meng Xiang.

It seems that the plan is about to start early. When the mind moves, the bloodless body suddenly changes again, and the body becomes stronger, even stronger, with horns growing on the head and eyes becoming red as bloody. He recovers from the true body of the purple demon.

No blood, no, now it should be called Zi*** Demon. He glared at Meng Xiang fiercely, his eyes full of murderous intent. At the same time, a powerful fluctuation broke out in his body, which made Meng Xiang alert, but what happened next was what he did not expect. Zi*** Demon did not attack him, but his body suddenly burst.

Suddenly, with him as the center, countless blood splattered, and each drop of blood began to spread rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a sea of ​​blood, with a wide range, with a radius of 100,000 miles. It almost wrapped the onlookers and monsters in, making them retreat again.

Looking at the sea of ​​blood around her, Meng Xiang's eyes showed a strange look. "Is this your means of relying on?" Meng Xiang's voice seemed very calm, without any surprise. On the contrary, there was a hint of ridicule, as if he had already thought that he would do this.

"What do you mean by saying that?" Zi*** Demon was stunned for a moment, and felt a little bad in his heart.

"It's not interesting. I'm just praising you that your methods are so clever." With a faint teasing, Meng Xiang held his palm out of thin air, and the Long Sword Slash appeared directly in his palm. Then a moon-like light flashed on the blade of the Long Sword Slash in his hand. With a light wave, a stinging sound seemed to have been torn apart. Then a big hole was cracked in the sea of ​​blood. In an instant, the purple **** demon that had already transformed appeared again, and a hole appeared on his body, and blood gushed.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Zi***'s eyes. Obviously, she did not expect Meng Xiang to find him in the sea of ​​blood. While diving into the sea of ​​blood again, she quickly thought about her current situation and vaguely realized that his methods might not have much effect on Meng Xiang.

The Zi*** Demon realized that he should find a way to get rid of the current unfavorable situation, at least he could not rely entirely on the cover of the Blood Sea. However, Meng Xiang was too powerful. As long as he showed any flaws, even if there was only a leak in his breath, he might be locked again.

Fortunately, he is now in the sea of ​​blood. Every drop of sea water contains the power of blood. It is his territory. He can exert extraordinary terrifying strength. Although he doesn't know how Meng Xiang accurately determined his whereabouts, he also decided to solve the current unfavorable situation as quickly as possible.

With a thought, the blood power in the sea of ​​blood was immediately stimulated. Suddenly, countless blood-red hands protruded out of the sea of ​​blood and grabbed Meng Xiang, who was floating on the sea of ​​blood, at a very fast speed.

However, the Zi*** Demon also thought the attack method was too monotonous. Under his urging, various blood-formed monsters, vines, and even blood people emerged from the sea of ​​blood and surrounded Meng Xiang. The Zi*** Demon is very good at controlling blood and manipulating blood power to launch attacks.

After using his blood to launch such a variety of attacks, the Zi*** Demon finally saw the opportunity to change his situation. Meng Xiang seemed to have been under too much pressure and fell into defense. He did not do anything decent for a moment.

After the moment there was no danger, the Zi*** Demon began to observe Meng Xiang. His intuition told him that something must have happened on him. Based on his understanding of him, the attacks he launched should not be so passive, although his attacks were very sharp.

Zi*** demon looked at Meng Xiang carefully. Although the intestines in his hands kept waving, his eyes were closed, and the expression on his face was very calm. It seemed that nothing special was obvious, but his heart gradually became uneasy.

What happened? The increasing uneasiness in his heart made Zi****** feel uncomfortable, and his heart beat faster, but what made it more uncomfortable was the body, mentally. Looking at Meng Xiang, his eyes even had an illusion. He seemed to suddenly turn into a terrifying monster, and it was also a monster that was awakening.

After a moment, the purple demon could no longer bear the double pressure from the body and mind. The talent to urge the blood to control it, and suddenly a stream of blood rushed towards him, condensed in front of him, like water condensed into ice, turning into entities, and turning into thousands of red spears that were hundreds of years long.

The purple demon raised his hand and pointed at Meng Xiang, who was standing on the sea of ​​blood. The blood-colored spear turned around and pointed the sharp spear tip at it. Everything was available. As long as he had a thought, the spear would shoot out according to his intentions.

The spear shone brightly, as if it could not wait, but the purple demon suddenly had other ideas. Soon more than 90% of the spears lost their color, and only the remaining about one hundred still maintained their original color and became brighter.

The purple demon's eyes flashed, and the hundreds of spears that maintained their original color shot out, turning into red lights, all shot at Meng Xiang. The size gap between him and the spear was too big. If he was shot, he would definitely not be able to escape the torn scene.

The blood-colored spear was very fast, and it flashed to Meng Xiang and when it approached, its speed surged again, which was unexpected, but it had no effect on Meng Xiang. With a light wave of the long sword, the spear was divided into two halves, neatly and neatly, not bad at all. It flew past him, and even a hair of his hair was not hurt.

The purple demon raised his eyebrows high, waved his hand and swore... Other spears that had lost their luster and were almost completely transparent shot out in one breath, silently, and the attack method also changed. They were not directly attacked, but divided into many waves, and some even changed directions, appearing around his body, blocking his retreat.

The long sword was swung, no matter how the Zi*** demon's attack changed, the spear's fate was like the first wave of spears shot at him, and they were split in half, so naturally there was no possibility of hurting him.

All the spears were shot out and all fell into vain, which made Zi*** more irritable and uneasy. He could feel that the changes in Meng Xiang seemed to be accelerating. To be continued...

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