This mountain range is shattered and broken in many places. It smells like war, and there are cracking sounds of collapse from the mountains, with large cracks still extending.
You can imagine how terrible the battle just now was, this mountain range was going to be penetrated.
A few miles away, there were many people watching the battle, and they were all shocked. No one expected that Sichuan Ba would be suppressed by Dao, and was crossed by Dao Ling just now.
"Did Chuanba be beaten to death? But how is this possible? He is a god, how could he be defeated!"
"Shouldn't it be so easy? Although Dao is strong, he is still a rising star. How can he be Sichuan Ba's opponent!"
Many people don't believe it. After all, Sichuan Ba was defeated too quickly. Neither the divine body nor the blood-striped eyes were used. The opponent shouldn't be that weak, right?
"Jie Jie...."
A cold laughter suddenly appeared, creepy, wandering between heaven and earth.
Dao Ling's eyes stood up, and he touched his chest with his palms. Inexplicably, he felt a little weak physically!
"What's going on? Why did my body change like this?" He clenched his fists and looked up at the road ahead, where a bloody ghost appeared!
This is not like an entity, but a shadow of nothingness, floating in the air, like a devil appearing when the door to the Nine Nether Realm is opened.
The whole audience was shocked. Isn’t this Sichuan Ba? How did he become such a virtuous person?
"This...could this be the magical skill practiced by the Blood God in ancient times, which is said to be immortal!"
I don't know who screamed in surprise, causing an uproar among the spectators. Some people may remember it and couldn't help but tremble. Could it be that Sichuan Ba has completed this move?
Chuan Ba floated in the air, looked at Dao Ling with cold eyes, and said coldly: "How is it? Do you feel physically weak?"
Dao Ling frowned slightly. This move was too weird. He had clearly passed through Chuan Ba's body just now, but nothing happened to the other party, while his own body was weakening. What was going on?
"Is this technique really that weird?" Dao Ling narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling that it was very tricky.
Everyone in the audience was talking. Chuan Ba's move made Dao Ling weak. Could it be that the other party could really restrain his body? Suppress Dao Ling? If that was the case, wouldn't Dao be doomed?
"You are indeed not simple, but you are destined to be defeated at the feet of Sichuan Ba. Just like in the past, our seniors of the Sichuan clan once suppressed the Tao clan and couldn't lift their heads!"
Chuan Ba laughed, and his arrogance surged. He knew very well that as long as he defeated Dao Ling, this feud would be ended in his hands, and the only incense of the Dao clan would be completely ruined!
"Don't show off your ancestors' affairs. The battle has just begun. Do you feel like you have won?" Dao Ling snorted coldly.
"I see that you won't shed tears until you see the end of the world. Today I will let you experience the most terrifying method of our Sichuan tribe!"
Chuan Ba roared, and the breath all over his body exploded, and a torrential sea of blood formed. It was so cold and terrifying that it actually flooded the world, making him look like a king in blood.
This aura was so strong that it made the surrounding areas roar. When it hit, it seemed like he was pushing a big mountain, suppressing it overwhelmingly.
"Break it!" Dao Ling roared and danced, his eyes were like lightning, he punched out from the air, and the pressure was like a mountain.
The momentum of this punch was like a rainbow, and the terrifying punch spurted out, making a loud noise in the sky and the earth. The terrifying wind of the punch was like a wave, overturning the entire sea of blood!
Daoling's physical body is unparalleled. He has completed three transformations in the Qi Creation Realm and opened nine apertures of creation. His existence is comparable to that of the Young Emperor. Even a prodigy like Chuan Ba is shocked by his physical strength.
Dao Ling had already moved forward, trying to penetrate the sea of blood and capture the bloody shadow hidden inside.
But when he was approaching the sea of blood, his brows knitted together, and he found that the overturned sea of blood had been constructed again, and its energy had not weakened by half.
In fact, the blood sea is getting stronger!
"Can he absorb the energy I hit?" Dao Ling clenched his fists. If so, who is still his opponent?
Chuan Ba stood erect on the sea of blood, like a king. He chuckled, looked at Dao Ling with contempt, and said with a slight smile: "How? Do you think you still have a chance of winning?"
"You pretending to be a god, get out of here!" Dao Ling yelled. He rose into the sky, like a god and demon looking down at the sky, and struck a powerful blow.
"White Tiger Star Seal!"
He made a fist seal and waved a shocking punch. The whole world was filled with white murderous aura. A white tiger went out in person, overlooking the mountains and rivers, and rushed towards the sea of blood!
The entire blood sea was shaken by the impact of the white tiger. The tiger's claws swung, tearing open the layers of blood sea and grabbing the shadow inside.
"Xiao Dao'er!" Chuan Ba chuckled, and a bloody palm suddenly stretched out from inside the blood sea. It was made up of blood patterns and wiped out all things. It suddenly enveloped the white tiger and refined it alive!
"What? What trick did Chuanba use? How did his sea of blood form?"
"I feel like he is invincible. Standing in this sea of blood, no one is his opponent?"
Some people are trembling with fear, feeling that Dao Ling is about to die and will be wiped out alive by Sichuan Ba.
"Trash, just these two moments?" Sichuan Ba sneered: "I think you have a false reputation, give up as soon as possible, maybe I will spare your life!"
"Are you humiliating me?"
Dao Ling shouted coldly, striding forward with a terrifying aura, like a god king traveling, his skin turned golden, and there was a violent and domineering wave.
The aura of his whole body was soaring, and there was a true meaning spreading in his body. The vacuum could not contain him. Every time he took a step, the vacuum exploded.
Dao Ling's body is too terrifying, showing the third-turn golden body, which is even more ridiculously strong. This sea of blood cannot bear such fierce blood energy and is retreating!
"You're not qualified yet!"
He walked over, bringing with him a surge of blood that made the world tremble and the sea of blood tremble.
"What a strong body!" Chuan Ba's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, but that was all. An evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, looking at the shadow that had entered the sea of blood, he laughed: "This is you
If you are looking for death, you can't blame me!"
The sea of blood that flooded the world suddenly reversed. Under the shocked eyes of everyone around, shadows walked out of the sea of blood, all of which were exactly the same as Chuan Ba!
"This is the Shadow of the Blood God. In ancient times, the Blood God relied on this move to massacre the gods!"
Some people were trembling, and many people were trembling. They saw countless Chuanba floating between the sky and the earth, and an evil aura was erupting.
All these blood god shadows moved very fast, bursting out into the sea of blood and rushing toward Daoling overwhelmingly.
Dao Ling's face also became solemn, and he raised his fist to smash up, trying to destroy these blood shadows, but these blood shadows turned out not to be entities!
This is the shadow. It can't be stopped at all. It passes through Dao Ling's body all at once!
"No, the Tao is about to end. What he relies on is the body, but the pure body cannot shake the shadow, unless he uses great magic power!"
"This is Tao's nemesis. He is about to die, and a generation of geniuses will fall into the hands of Sichuan Ba!"
Many people's scalps were numb. They saw that Tao's body was weakening. Every time a shadow crossed it, his breath became weaker. If it goes on for a long time, the blood and energy in his body will be drained by these shadows!