The ancient breath echoed in the white bones of the body, but its voice resounded in everyone's ears.
The realm of martial arts surged out like a tide, and Fatty Xiao, Fenglei and others tried to get rid of the shackles of bloodshot.
However, there were more and more blood streaks, and with the loss of essence and blood, Fatty Xiao's face became increasingly pale: "If this continues, there will be no vitality left in the body."
"Everyone, hold on for a while longer, just wait for the palace masters to come out!" Feng Lei shouted.
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao smiled bitterly. The ringing of the Jade Emperor's Bell could not reach Beiqiu, so how could the palace masters inside notice it.
"Mirror Image Magical Power!" Fatty Xiao raised the Aoshi Sword with great difficulty, turning out countless sword shadows and slashing them down, click!
The moment the blood threads shattered, thousands of blood threads condensed out again.
"Ten thousand sword shadows are not enough, then there will be one hundred thousand sword shadows and one million sword shadows!" Fatty Xiao didn't panic at all. With the magical power of Wanhua Mirror Image, more and more sword shadows appeared.
Seeing this scene, Feng Lei and others did not give up. They each used their magical powers to cut off the bloodshot threads around them.
"Blood, endless blood!" The hoarse voice turned into gusts of dark wind, hovering in the sky.
A bloody storm surrounded the sword, and the sword was filled with an increasingly brighter blood light.
"Advent, ancient times have arrived!" Haoyue's eyes showed a pious expression, and her gaze fell on the endless sky.
Above Xieshuitai, a cold and cold atmosphere grew stronger and stronger.
Endless blood condensed, and the rotting corpse actually grew flesh and blood again, and the power contained in the body became more and more terrifying.
"Those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish!" The manic laughter aroused tremendous pressure from the sky. Yuemeng's long sword was crisscrossed, and his clone followed closely behind. Wherever the long sword pointed, thousands of troops and horses trampled on it.
Boom! The roar of heaven and earth echoed in the void. The expressions of Qianchuanya and Yuchen were solemn. The collision of realms and the impact of martial arts world and martial arts world. The residual power generated was always impacting the two of them.
Soul and**.
"That corpse is absorbing the energy in the blood, we must not let it evolve!" Qianchuan Ya stepped on the broken void. The martial arts world full of chaotic rules spread out.
"Beyond the starry sky, in front of the Rain Mountain!" Yuchen flicked his sleeves, and the majestic heavy rain began to fall at the end of the nine days. It fell on the Jade Emperor Peaks, and the rising rain curtain enveloped the world.
The world of martial arts, the world of rain! As Yuchen stepped out, wherever he passed, the rain curtain formed a huge mountain shadow and fell suddenly.
The diffuse blood mist was blocked by these mountain shadows and gathered together.
"You two immortals, don't try to stop me from getting stronger, quack!" The blood filled the air. Yue Meng's eyes reflected the overwhelming blood, which made people palpitate.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Thousands of troops and horses roared and galloped across the sky and the earth.
The terrifying realm impacted the mountain shadow, and thousands of troops and horses trampled on it. The mountain collapsed, and the blood energy surged away again and merged into the corpse.
Swish! The blood mist broke through and the mountain shadow was torn apart. The bloody corpse arrived in an instant. He raised his fist and smashed it towards Yuchen.
Bang! A dull sound sounded. Yuchen's face turned pale and he took a few steps back.
"We can only use the Jade Emperor's momentum!" Qianchuan Ya raised his head and looked at the Jade Emperor's momentum hovering in the sky.
Whoosh! Qianchuanya and Yuchen stood side by side. The Jade Emperor roared in the sky, and the golden sword that emerged from the sky made a sword cry.
"Cut!" Qianchuan Yajian pointed his finger. The hundred-foot-long golden sword swung down.
"Death, you all deserve to die!" Yue Meng laughed crazily. She looked like a rainbow and faced the golden sword.
Swish! The clone followed closely behind. The surging blood energy merged together to form a big sword. The clone stepped into the giant sword. Yue Meng swung the bloody sword and swept it from bottom to top.
Bang! A clashing sound of gold and iron sounded, and the giant swords were locked in a stalemate.
Kill! Kill! Kill! Thousands of troops and horses behind Yue Meng roared, their murderous intent became even stronger, and they defeated the golden giant sword in one fell swoop.
Bang bang! Qianchuanya and Yuchen took a few steps back, with fear in their eyes. This trend was definitely not the trend of the Jade Emperor. Why did Yuemeng have such a terrifying trend?
"You two, you guys play with my avatar, Yue is going to drink."
Turning around with a puff of sleeves, Yue Meng stepped on the churning sea of blood, "No one can stop what I want!"
Boom! The sky and the earth roared. Thousands of terrifying troops and horses followed Yuemeng. The overwhelming force made the Xieshui Tower creak and creak, as if it could collapse at any time.
"Damn it, this kid is here again!" The life and death dragon's expression changed drastically.
"Old Long, you protect Concubine Xuan and Nizi, leave this person to us!" Young Master Su came out with his sword. He drew his sword and shouted: "Array!"
Nine Heavens Hell Formation! Dozens of warriors set up a formation. Young Master Su stood at the center of the formation, slapping his right hand into the void. Thirty-six swords appeared all around, and the rules were implemented, covering the swords.
"The sword pillars are left in Luoxia Imperial Capital. Although these swords do not contain the will of the sky, it is not difficult to set up the Sky City Sword Formation!"
"With all this blood energy being absorbed by the opponent, it is better to run the sword formation!" Young Master Su's sword finger pointed out like lightning, and the points landed in different directions. Thirty-six sword weapons shot out in a volley, the Sky City Sword
The array rotates, the sea of clouds emerges, and the shadow of the majestic city appears.
Bang bang! Dozens of strands of will roared towards him. Yue Meng's figure was slightly shaken, but he didn't take it seriously and continued to walk forward. This sword formation couldn't stop his pace at all.
In the distance, Qianchuanya and Yuchen's expressions changed, and they took action again.
Bang bang! Blood energy surged, and the majestic aura filled the blood corpse. The blood corpse held the spear transformed from the rules of ice and blocked the figures of Qianchuan Ya and Yu Chen. For a while, the two were unable to break through their defense line.
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"That's bad!" Fatty Xiao also noticed the scene above Xie Shuitai and wanted to escape, but the bloodshot eyes tightly bound him.
"Don't be impatient, calm down!" Fatty Xiao closed his eyes slightly and used his mirror image magic power to the extreme. There were tens of millions of sword shadows, whoosh!
The sword shadow slashed down and the blood thread collapsed. At this moment, Fatty Xiao clearly noticed that the pressure around him was somewhat loosening.
"As long as I persist for a moment, this sea of blood cannot trap me!" Fatty Xiao became more and more calm. Now he only hoped that Young Master Su and others could hold on for a while longer.
Bang bang! Every step Yue Meng took seemed to fall on the hearts of Young Master Su and the others. The blood energy surged wildly, and even bloodshot eyes appeared in the eyes of several hell warriors, and they almost fell into the killing.
"Old God of Martial Arts, I am the only one in Blood Hell!" Young Master Su Leng shouted, and his voice turned into the sound of heaven and earth, hovering in everyone's ears.
"Rebuilding the mountains and rivers, only I am the bloody prison!" The hell warrior echoed, the blood in his eyes dissipated, replaced by determination.
"The Sky City Sword Formation cannot trap this person, at most it can only stop him!"
"My Lord is the only one among us who can suppress this person!" Young Master Su subconsciously looked at the six sword corpses. The six sword corpses contained a trace of the Lord's remnant soul. What happened here, Lord
You should be aware of it.
"Lord, all I can do is delay time for you." Young Master Su said firmly with a straight look on his face.
Bang bang! The field of six sword corpses erupted in vain, covering Xieshuitai.
"Fifth Generation Sword Corpse, today I want to see whether my clone is stronger or your Sword Corpse." Yue Meng sneered again and again.
Above the Jade Emperor Peaks, the sound of killing could be heard endlessly, but there was an unusual silence in two places.
In the land of Beiqiu and Xuanyuan Palace, a blood-red mark appeared in mid-air.
Inside the Xuanyuan Palace, Yue Liushui, Yue Jiansc and others stood in front of the Xuanyuan Palace, looking solemnly at the four stone statues of the Moon God in front of them. There was a blood-red mark on the stone statues of the Moon God.
At the exit of Xuanyuan Palace, there was a mass of blood red, blocking the exit.
"Clan leader, this seal is extremely weird. Even if we use all our strength, we still can't break it!" said an ancestor of the Moon Clan.
"Who is so bold as to seal the Xuanyuan Palace?" Yue Liuyun felt a little uneasy. Something big must have happened in the Jade Emperor Palace.
"There must be changes in the Jade Emperor Palace. Let's gather all our strength to break this seal and get out!" Yue Liuyun pondered for a moment and said, his boundary force condensed, a sword passed through, and the blood-red mark was shot straight away.
Whoosh! Yue Sword Scar and others took action one after another, and dozens of bright sword lights converged into a sword pillar, which hit the mark hard.
Bang bang! A dull sound echoed in the dead silence of the world. The blood-red mark shook slightly for a few times. It was as stable as gold and there was no sign of collapse.
"What kind of seal is this? It's so terrifying!" Yue Liuyun frowned slightly.
"Back away!" While everyone was meditating, a plain voice sounded from behind, and a figure dressed in white appeared from the depths of Xuanyuan Palace....!~!
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