Li Yuanfeng looked up and saw in the void, above the blood river, suddenly, a vast scroll of painting unfolded slowly, inside, different species of forest trees, facing each other, gloomy and secluded.

Among the flowers and trees, pavilions are lined up, corridors are circling, and water gushs, like frost and snow.

Then, in the center, a pavilion, a slack, a table, a pot of wine, a sword, and a figure.

"sword,"

Li Yuanfeng's eyes were attracted by the sword on the table. He looked at it. The sword looked like there was no hilt. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing. It was covered with patterns, and blood was rising. An infinite sense of ferocity and terror erupted, causing all directions.

This is a sword, a fierce sword, and a very powerful sword.

Buzz,

It seemed that Li Yuanfeng's gaze was sensed, and the blood sword resting on the table began to sound lightly. At the beginning, it was inaudible, like the sound of a mosquito. After a moment, an incredible vibration formed a melody in the void, becoming louder and louder.

In the void, blood lotus bloomed, filled with blood.

This kind of energy comes to your face and makes you feel disgusting.

“Who is it?”

The people in front of the pavilion discovered the vision of the Blood Sword and opened their eyes at the same time. His eyes had double pupils, strange and mysterious, and his robes were stormy. His handsome face was not tolerated in the world and was dazzling.

The handsome young man pressed the blood sword on his hand, and the irresistible qi went up to the next level. Then the voice came into Li Yuanfeng's ears and said, "The qi is a bit strange."

When Li Yuanfeng heard the sound, it seemed as if it was close to him, but it was like a thunder explosion. It sounded loudly. He snorted, and waved the Fangtian Painted Hydrograph in his hand, and a blue air was cut out from the air, crescing like the moon, hanging in the air, smoothing the sound waves.

Li Yuanfeng knew what the other party said just now, that his aura was different from that of Xuanmen or Buddhism, but after transformation, he was extremely restrained and would not be easily seen as being in the Heavenly Demonic Way as before.

As for the identity of the prehistoric beast in the true body of the ghost car, it is hidden very deeply and difficult to find.

"A lot of blood,"

The handsome young man in Panasonic in front of the pavilion was pressed on the blood sword on the table, with a slightly cursed corner of his mouth, and said, "It's just right for the devouring of the sword in my hand."

"It is also your glory to be swallowed by the sword in my hand."

Every word is like a sword, and contains murderous intent.

Just hearing it, it smells bloodthirsty.

"The sword in your hand?"

Li Yuanfeng stood up, and the green light from the five halos behind him rose, as if his head was about to come out. He looked at the painting in the distance and said in a disdainful tone, "Is he just a sword raising person or a sword slave, so he speaks like this?"

There was a sharp look in Li Yuanfeng's words, saying, "How can you feel superior to someone enslaved by a fierce sword?"

He could see clearly that the most eye-catching, eye-catching and fiercest were the blood swords on the table, not even the body, and just projection made him feel shocked.

There is nothing else, the killing and blood contained in the sword is too amazing and earth-shaking.

It can be said that Li Yuanfeng has never seen such a fierce sword.

"court death."

Li Yuanfeng's words made the handsome young man who looked quiet furious. People born in the sea of ​​blood were similar to monsters in Beijuluzhou. They had a kind of violence in their innate form. He sang in his mouth, and the light in his double pupils became more and more prosperous.

Buzz,

The next moment, the sword on the table moved, and a sword energy slashed out of thin air from the scroll, which was thousands of feet long, with blood red inside, black red outside, and wing-like patterns on the outside, shaking gently.

The sword energy slashed out and rushed towards the Beidou Star House with a mysterious trajectory.

As soon as the blood light shone, even the starlight on the Beidou Star House was blocked.

"Blood Sword,"

Li Yuanfeng moved his body and had already arrived outside the Beidou Star House. He raised his head slightly. He was in the blood light and his eyes were sharp. He could see that the blood river and the scroll he saw were actually far away from him. Like a projection, the sword light was scattered and could ignore the extremely long distance, which was already a powerful force across space.

Such a sword is different from the Fangtian Painted Ridge in Li Yuanfeng's hand. The Fangtian Painted Ridge is a sharp blade of magic weapons, strong, heavy and high-quality, and is used for close-up battles. The stronger the person used, the stronger the lethality it exerts. When no one uses it, it is a dead object.

The blood sword that appears seems to have spirituality and is a real magic weapon. When someone controls it, he can exert powerful power, but when no one is present, the sword also has power.

"cut."

All Li Yuanfeng's thoughts flashed. He shook the Fangtian Painted Squid in his hand, and used the real body of the ghost car to control the 7,200-pound halves, and went straight to the opposite direction.

Rumble,

The sword light was originally an invisible object, but when it touched the Fang Tian Huaji, it made a real sound of objects colliding. At the same time, a fierce and bloodthirsty thought rushed over to the Fang Tian Huaji, unstoppable.

The fierce aura spreads, and he is arrogant and domineering. He comes through Fang Tian Huaji and enters Li Yuanfeng's body, and wants to control, assimilate and swallow it.

When the handsome young man in the scroll saw this scene, he showed a smug smile on his face. This blood sword was never known for its real lethality. In the isolation space, the domineering nature of the evil sword itself.

Wherever the sword intention reaches, it will be controlled by the bloodthirsty killing and becoming a walking zombie.

"Such a fierce killing intention,"

Li Yuanfeng just sensed from the air and thought it was a fierce sword, but when he actually touched it and came into contact, he realized how terrible it was. The blood that hit his face was enough to make the immortals fall into the sea of ​​blood and sink into the sea of ​​blood, and it is difficult to transcend.

"kill."

The bloodthirsty intention of killing in the blood sword was impacted by the bloody thoughts of killing in the blood sword, the blood and killing intention in the blood of Li Yuanfeng's ghost car were aroused, and they also broke through the barrier and confronted him in a tit-for-tat way.

It is the same killing, the same bloody one, and the same will not give in.

Thoughts collide in the true body of the ghost car, all the time.

At this time, the characteristics of the ghost car's true body, or the prehistoric beast, were revealed. If the immortal touched the blood sword, he would probably collide with his thoughts and easily filthed his pure yang immortal body. However, the ghost car's true body is different. It is not said that it has the same origin as the blood sword, but it is absolutely not afraid of filth and will not refuse anyone.

So Li Yuanfeng let go of his hands and tried his best to fight against him.

The entire collision seems complicated, but in an instant, the winner is decided.

Li Yuanfeng resisted the sword intent of the Blood Sword and was not controlled.

"How could it be?"

Seeing this scene, the smile on the handsome young man in the scroll ended abruptly, replaced by a look of shock. He gritted his teeth and wanted to take action again, but it was not easy to attack across the space. The power accumulated in the blood sword was exhausted and he could not use it for the second time.

Li Yuanfeng ignored him, his expression was slightly shocked. Through the previous thoughts, he faintly heard two words, Yuantu.

"Yuan Tu Jian?"
Chapter completed!