Forget it, he will let him do it. Anyway, this old charlatan never dies in his life, but he becomes more and more energetic as he lives. The fat white man who was deceived by his feelings moved away and gave it to Situ charlatan.
A way to make a death .
In the broken space, the blood river was still churning, condensing thousands of beast shadows, and the pressure of the ancient monsters was like an invisible mountain, pouring towards everyone.
But Luo Enen, Bai Fatty, Ye Wuse, Fang Muyun and others have all been promoted to the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint, and Gu Fenghua has even reached the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint, and Zhong Lingxiu is only one line away from the ninth grade of the Emperor Saint, and slightly
Below Gu Fenghua, even Fang Tianyou and Xie Youran, who were the weakest, reached the eighth grade of the Emperor Saint, so they still got used to it quickly.
With continuous operation of the exercises, the stagnant holy energy flows again, the speed getting faster and faster.
Everyone looked at each other, stepped into the void, and continued to fly towards the broken space.
Near, closer!
Although the blood river was formed by the convergence of the essence and blood of the ancient monster beasts and had no demon soul, it still burst out with a heart-pounding violent feeling when Gu Fenghua and others approached. It was derived from the bloodline.
The evil nature is not affected by the soul at all.
The moment they rushed into the broken space, the blood river was completely boiling, and the entire broken space seemed to be ignited by blood-colored flames.
Countless beasts also burned with bloody flames and rushed towards them!
Unlike the beast shadow condensed by the demon soul, the beast shape condensed from the blood of the ancient monster beasts looks strange, so it is difficult to tell which race they come from, but they are real entities.
This means that once you are hit by these blood-colored monsters, there is not much difference between the ending and being hit by real monsters, and it is not surprising that you are torn to pieces.
"One sword, kill the prehistoric world!"
"Nine Heavens, Phantom Thunder!"
"Beidou, dominate the world!"
"Holy soul, heaven is broken!"
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Sword lights turned towards each other, Gu Fenghua, Luo Enen, Bai Fatty, Ye Wuse, Fang Tianyou, Xie Youran and others slashed out their strongest sword in a sympathetic manner.
The six sword lights gathered into one, and they slashed into the shapes of thousands of beasts like a world-breaking world. The surging blood river actually had a moment of stagnation, as if time had stopped at this moment.
Thousands of blood-colored beast-shaped shapes broke into pieces, turning into blood-red mist and dissipated, revealing a clearing area of hundreds of feet in radius.
"So easy!" Luo Enen followed Gu Fenghua and said in surprise.
Before, she looked at the tumbling blood river and the countless strange-shaped but ferocious blood-colored beasts, and felt the cruelty and powerful pressure from the bloodline of the monsters, and felt the cruelty and powerful pressure from the monsters' bloodline.
But I didn't expect that the so-called blood river of thousands of beasts looked terrible, but in fact it was so vulnerable. Just one sword was used to kill thousands of beast forms. If this continues, it will only take more than ten swords at most.
They could completely kill these blood-colored beast forms. Miss Luo was very calm.
"Haha, I know, there will be no danger when you follow you. Wealth is in danger, wealth is in danger." Situ Yunqi followed them without even a chance to take action, and his old face smiled as if peach blossoms were in full bloom.
"Didn't you talk about Longzhu? Why is there nothing?" Jin Zhetian grinned and showed anthropomorphic smile, but turned his head and looked around, his eyes full of confusion.