Chapter 209 Jing's Counterattack

Long Yunfeng lightly broke through the bloody arrow, which made Jing angry. This humble human actually provoked his majesty in this way. He must die!

"Wow--" In front of Long Yun, a long blood river suddenly appeared. This long river, rolling for an unknown distance, can't be seen at a glance.

The long river is full of a bloodthirsty breath and an inexplicable fishy smell, as if it is completely formed by blood. Where the long river passes, there is a cold chill everywhere.

"Creation, reincarnation, seizing the sky, nine-day demon power, turned into a sharp blade, inheriting the blood of our Dragon God, and everything in the world is unmatched!" Long Yun hummed softly.

In an instant, four air masses exuding ancient atmosphere appeared in front of him. These four air masses were connected to each other and formed a huge lightsaber.

The nine-day demon power is in front, followed by the power of reincarnation, and finally the power of creation. On the sword body formed by the three main forces, the power of heaven adheres to it and wraps the three forces in it.

Creation supports reincarnation and reverses reincarnation and rebirth. This scattered force rushed into the nine-day demon power, transformed the physical cultivation power of the nine-day demon power, and condensed this unique sword body.

Attaching to it with the power of heaven increases the mystery of such a long sword. It can be said that this is the most strange kind among the air soldiers, and it is also the sword of Longyun's original life.

Because the sword meaning flowing on this sword is the sword in the heart that Long Yun felt in the true world of the mysterious turtle.

Long Yun's figure, hidden behind this huge sword, rushed to the rolling river with an invincible breath, and the place where he passed was like reversing time and space.

Shake the long river and split a gap. Long Yun's figure shuttled through this gap, and the bloody river could not stop his pace at all.

Because at this moment, he has nothing else in his heart, only a sword, an unstoppable sword that is enough to pierce the sky.

Jing roared and strongly unwillingly. If most of his power had not been used to fight against Xiao Leng, the power of this long river would have been many times stronger at this moment.

How could he easily break it? However, Qianjing also seemed to understand that the reason why this boy was able to enter his own space was because he wanted to help the inheritor who killed the god and kill himself.

So, at this moment, he also suddenly realized that he immediately gave up Xiao Leng, who was suppressed to death, and nearly half of the power of the yuan god poured in crazily, the blood-colored river.

Unexpectedly, it rose several times again, and the bloody river inside began to thicken, so that Longyun's sword was covered with river water and gradually covered the light of the sword.

"It's really a good method to come up with this method to confuse the shadow of my air sword, but I'm afraid it's not enough! My air sword is not an ordinary air sword, it is also my heart sword!" Long Yun said faintly.

His hands touched the hilt at the same time, and a blue light was injected into the hilt of the sword in an instant. It was a burning fire. After entering the body of the sword, it quickly turned into a praihara.

Crazy permeates every corner of the long sword, burning the sky and purifying the fire, refining everything, after the dragon cloud condenses the yin and yang seal, and the cultivation breaks through the realm of melting power, the burning the sky and clean fire also rises greatly.

A blue light shook away from the sword, and all the sticky river water attached to the sword body was actually refined into steam and dissipated!

And Long Yun, with the help of the power of this moment, was completely shrouded in the power of the sky, covering his own breath. After almost a few breaths, he crossed the long river.

"It's impolite not to come and go! I'll send you something, too!" Long Yun, who walked through the long river of blood, frowned slightly. He raised his eyes and exerted his hands against the air sword at the same time.

It shot out in the direction of the will of the thorn in mid-air, and the place where the sword passed seemed to be purified together with the red space.

The sword light dissipated in the distance and disappeared completely. The Jing roared, and the whole space also shook heavily.

Long Yun's figure did not stop. Between several ups and downs, he skipped hundreds of miles. At this moment, he could feel two breaths of the same killing from afar.

A strong and a weak, he knows that the powerful is the power of the yuan god, and the weak is Xiao Leng. However, although Xiao Leng is weak, he can withstand the pressure of the other party with the bonus of a special power.

That's the breath of the killing knife! It was also the reason why Xiao Leng dared to go deep into the inside of the Jing and try to swallow his card. However, he still underestimated the Jing.

"None of you can escape. Since all of you have come in, leave them all for me! The unity of the yuan gods, even if you two join hands, I Jing, have the strength to kill you together!" The roar of Jing came.

Immediately, a bloody dragon emerged in front of Xiao Leng, and countless blood lights gathered around the dragon from all directions, making the dragon's figure bigger and bigger.

Long Yun's eyebrows frowned tightly and appeared beside Xiao Leng in an instant. Looking at Xiao Leng gasping, Long Yun's face was also a little ugly.

Before, the Jing seemed to be very laborious outside, but now, Long Yun finally knows that all this was deliberately done by Jing. If he wanted to devour Xiao Leng, I'm afraid it would have been realized.

Even if there is a killing knife in hand, Xiao Leng is still not the opponent of Jing, and the only reason why he did not kill Xiao Leng is to attract himself.

Because he has the bloodline of the Creator Dragon God, only this power is what he really needs, because in his previous life, he died at the hands of the Creator Dragon God.

Even if he is reborn with the help of blood and evil spirits today, he still can't forget the memory of his previous life. The scene of the creation dragon god destroying him has been deeply depicted in his mind.

formed an unbreakable knot, which bound his Taoist heart. Only by killing himself and refining the power of the Dragon God's bloodline can he truly untie the knot of Taoism and break through the realm.

Xiao Leng also understood this, so he looked at Long Yun's eyes and was full of guilt, but he didn't know how to speak, because he knew that Long Yun was not allowed to say something polite to him!

Now, there is only one way! Long Yun's heart jumped, and Xiao Leng's eyes also stagnated. He knew the method in Long Yun's heart and forcibly took it away.

The bloody dragon almost condensed all the power of Jing. As long as Xiao Leng can enter it and kill the soul of Jing with his own soul, he is the owner of this bloody dragon.

And, he will also complete the perfect devouring and complete the first step of the inheritance of the killing god.

However, how difficult is it to kill the soul of the thorn? That is the source of killing handed down from ancient times. Even if what you see at this moment is only a weak real soul, it is still a great giant.

At least, Xiao Leng is not completely sure, but he must make such a choice, because at this moment he represents not only himself, but also Long Yun and those brothers outside.

"I will do my best to help you! Struly hit his soul!" Long Yun whispered, but his eyes were indescribably firm.

Xiao Leng finally nodded heavily and said coldly, "Brother Long Yun, let's start!"

Long Yun frowned and waved his hands gently like watering on his side. The light rippled with the wave of his arm.

This layer of fine ripples seems weak, but it is full of an invisible meaning flowing in it. It is a kind of heavenly way, a mysterious heavenly way, and the original intention of Longyun's sword.

He controls many magical power, but the most primitive one is also completely created by himself, that is, the sword spirit, Long Yun's sword spirit, with a sense of solemn killing.

"Brother Xiao Leng, pay attention, there is only one chance!" While talking, Long Yun suddenly rushed upwards, and his feet actually stepped on the two ripples on his side.

"I turn my heart into a sword, understand the way of sword, turn myself into a sword, and become the master of swordsmanship. I am the sword, the sword is the heart, and my heart is only me!" Long Yun hummed a mysterious rune in his mouth, and immediately his body suddenly changed.