"Good sword skills!" Meng Tianhai couldn't help but praise!

Standing on the Golden Bridge, Song Boti casually chopped into pieces the three Yandao-level evil temples on the field, and then glanced at Meng Tianhai indifferently: "How many more blood river incarnations can you separate? You might as well send them all.

, I helped them get rid of each other one by one."

"These are just trivial things. They are some of my experiences that I didn't want to waste when I was acting. They made you laugh." Meng Tianhai laughed, not paying attention to the knife wound on his chest.

Just as his entire right arm had been burned by the sacrifice fire until only the skeleton was left, he said calmly: "When did Song Zhenjun come over and how long did he observe it? How could he discover the connection between the incarnation and the blood river so quickly?

You can be proud of the connection between us and cut off the root imprint with one stroke!"

Song Boti said quietly: "You have released so many blood river incarnations. Even if my eyesight is not good, it is difficult for me to see clearly."

The more incarnations of the blood river are released, the more distractions Meng Tianhai becomes. Even if he has learned from hundreds of schools and drives so many masters at the same time, it will be difficult to hide the origin of the blood river.

Meng Tianhai smiled: "Since ancient times, Jue Dian has always refrained from taking action, for fear that the path will be penetrated and it will be difficult to protect the Dharma. But since I, Meng Tianhai, have decided to leap forward today, I am not afraid that you will see my way."

He looked at Chen Pu: "Are all your people here? Our current process is too slow. How about speeding it up?"

As he spoke, his breath blew out a red breath, which fell on the blazing white sacrificial fire, making the flames blazing! His and Chen Pu's Taoist bodies and arms were almost burned to the ground on the spot, with no bones left.

.The blazing white flame connecting the two spreads to the body!

This is the Dan Xin Chi Qi of the Thirty-Six Literary Qi of Confucianism.

Just based on the purity of this crimson literary spirit, who dares to say that Meng Tianhai is not an orthodox Confucian monk? Looking at the great Confucian scholars in the world, there are only a handful of people with such literary spirit.

The Dao Consumption Principle is a cruel method that will kill all the cultivators in the Dao of Yan, and it will not happen easily.

Meng Tianhai had the blood river that he had managed for 54,000 years as a support, so of course he was not afraid of exhaustion. Even when Song Boti arrived, he forcibly accelerated to exhaust his opponent's source immediately.

But Chen Pu just smiled indifferently, as if it was not him who was injured, and said: "Okay."

He blew gently, and the light blue literary energy roared up, with faint bamboo patterns, and also fell into the ritual fire, causing it to burn the bodies of both parties three points faster!

This is the Qingqi of the universe of Confucianism’s Thirty-six Literary Qi.

He also speeded up!

The two extremely powerful men both had an aura that was impatient to seek death. They did not avoid or give in to anyone, and they accelerated their battle at a frantic pace!

'Huo Shiji' tsked: "Students are crazy when they go crazy. They are really crazier than anyone else."

In the turbulent waves of Taoism that poured like a waterfall from the sky, Si Yu'an's voice rang out - "I've given you so many opportunities, and you're going to stop here?"

Without waiting for a response, a sword light jumped out of the sky, as sharp as a dragon, and with just one flicker, it cut through the Taoist body of 'Huo Shiji'!

The gray robe turned into dust.

After a breath, the torrent of Taoism of 'Huo Shiji' was also shattered in the sword light. The vitality was chaotic, and the heaven and earth surged.

Si Yu'an raised his sword and sent a message to Meng Tianhai: "Are you worthy of the talent of 'Huo Shiji', the master of martial arts?!"

The sound of the sword sounded like a trumpet for attack.

Wu Bingji, who was suppressing Chizhou Cauldron forcefully, suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Peng Chongjian's neck, and then smashed Peng Chongjian's entire Taoist body onto the Evil Brahma Mountain!

With one hand, he held the "Peng Chong Slip" that was bleeding all over his body, and with the other hand, he dipped the "Peng Chong Slip" in the blood. He wrote on the blackboard on the mountain and declared: "How can the evil temple be regarded as a god? Now in the name of the place,

Knock down the god's throne and order him to sleep forever!"

With a strong force on his hand, 'Peng Chongjian's' Taoist body was crushed to pieces!

The entire Evil Brahma Mountains were deathly silent, and with a roar, they sank into the deep sea.

Ruan Yuan, who had an unusually young face, sighed at this time: "You all move so fast, it makes me look stupid."

He looked back at 'Guan Changqing', and with a wave of his sleeve, this pinnacle sword figure was directly swept into the galaxy and landed under the Golden Bridge. The galaxy gently surged, and 'Guan Changqing''s dao body disappeared.

trace.

Song Bodhi stood on the golden bridge without saying a word, using the edge of his palm as a front, he raised his hand and struck three times.

'Huo Shiji', 'Peng Chongjian', and 'Guan Changqing', the blood river marks of the three incarnations of the Tao of Evolution were all chopped into pieces! Three more knife marks inevitably appeared on Meng Tianhai's Tao body.

Once the essence of the blood river incarnation is revealed, it will become his weakness - of course, the premise is that Meng Tianhai cannot devote too much energy to evolving the ultimate combat power, and you have to have a knife as ruthless as Song Boti.

These three sword strikes accelerated the disintegration of Meng Tianhai's body.

In the blink of an eye, all their limbs were burned and their torsos were mutilated!

With the help of two extremely powerful literary spirits, supplemented by the Taoist origins of two extremely powerful men, the Great Ceremony Fire now has the power to burn the sky. There are cracks all around, and time and space are cut off! Even several people

The great master subconsciously moved away a little.

Meng Tianhai stared at Chen Pu closely with a smile on his face: "When do you plan to withdraw? Are you ready? Is it too late?"

Chen Pu also laughed: "Death can be lighter than a feather, or heavier than a mountain. In Mr. Meng's opinion, if I die to kill you, which one would it be considered?"

Meng Tianhai thought about it seriously and said, "At least it's heavier than Mount Taiyi!"

At this time, he only had one head left, and Chen Pu was missing a chin!

Chen Pu used that part of his mouth and said with a leaky smile: "That's what I wish for!"

"Although not all your efforts are fruitful, I respect you." Meng Tianhai said this, and the blood river behind him suddenly roared, and a steady stream of great power was held in Meng Tianhai's body.

His Dao body recovered almost instantly, and he looked at Chen Pu with pity——

He met Chen Pu's sympathetic eyes.

Only then did he realize that Chen Pu's Taoist body had also recovered!

Behind Chen Pu, a shadow suddenly appeared in a vast sea area.

It is said to be the sea, but if you look closely, every drop of water in it is a word, and every word can evolve infinite meanings.

The sound of loud books is the sound of the tide, and the beautiful articles are the surge!

Chen Pu actually moved the Confucian treasure [Xuehai] here!

Rivers of blood have boundaries.
Chapter completed!