Chapter 63 Lifeless Shura Knife

"A photo in the air?" Wu Pengwei looked at the baby doubtfully, "It's up to you?"

The baby's face was suddenly full of unhappiness, waving his little pink fists vigorously, and his eyes were round: " judging people by their appearance, you don't make me angry, but, hum, stinky boy, I'm older than all of you together. I'm so angry."

The baby looks indignant, but his pink face and raised little mouth are really difficult to raise his age range to ten years old.

Wu Pengwei smiled indifferently.

This move deeply stimulated the baby on the square mirror. He shouted angrily and stamped his foot fiercely.

The square mirror under his feet was brilliant, and its body expanded rapidly. It rushed into the sky in an instant, like the rising sun. The light sprinkled all over the whole fantasy, and even the blood Shura and tree warriors who were fighting in the distance stopped.

At the same time, the Qing Emperor in the Giant Wood Palace changed his face.

"What, it can actually drive the moving Taihao to shine in the sky mirror?"

Even the "yin" in the sky, who was fighting with the giant snake warrior, widened his eyes and shouted in great panic, "My God, old Lei, do you see that it's the evil of the red child? Isn't it locked in the reincarnation mirror of the hanging island?"

On the ground, a giant snake warrior was split in half and thunder gasped. He glanced at the brilliant light in the air and roared, "Mom, how do I know who released this evil? Its strength is intact?"

"Yin" shivered and kept saying, "It's too weird. It's really too weird. How can this demon be released?"

Taihao's mirror shines like a rising sun, across the fantasy. Then, on the rising sun, a fat baby in a red belly pocket appeared. His body kept expanding. Every time he expanded, the light of the rising sun was dazzling. In the end, the red child on the square mirror actually appeared as a five meters. The giant baby outside is still the cute and exquisite facial features, but it gives people a sense of shock.

What's more fendish is that the red child's fire all over his body is soaring, but the light is not a red flame, but a four-color flow of gold, silver, blue, yellow and black, like colorful fireworks flashing on the surface of his body.

The red child's body expanded sharply, bulging like a ball, and the vertical ancient mirror began to rotate smoothly. In addition to the rotation, it swept over the sky at a high speed and came to the top of the door of death.

The connection between the blood-red cloud and the door of death was suddenly cut off by the ancient mirror.

And under the dazzling light, the black gas lingering on the door of death is like a rising fog, no longer like a thick ball, indistinguishable turbid and dark.

Now Wu Pengwei has just seen it clearly. Under the light, the dead mind is like a transparent meridians, and the rising black fog is a snake-like ancient rune, strange and unprovoked.

In the giant door of dead thoughts, there are tens of thousands of black snake-like light fogs rising and twisting. These rising light fogs faintly form a huge loop, which are far-reaching and invisible. These loops are hidden in the deepest part of the door of death, as if they are the most distant stars.

This huge circular loop seems to contain the ultimate mystery of the door of death. Before the circular loop, it is layered, and countless black runes are wrapped in the front like a sea of stars, covering it at the very end, and there is no way to observe and thinking about it.

And Gui Shura Bai Nian'an is just the front end of these seas of black runes, an extremely shallow place, near the front end of the giant gate.

"Look, this is the heavy fog barrier of the door of death. I'll break it for you."

The fire boy suddenly roared and spewed out a chaotic light fire at the Taihao shining mirror under his feet.

This light fire is not so much a flame as a solid sticky **, silently integrated into the rotating ancient clumsy square mirror like water mist.

Taihao looked at the sky mirror, and this strange square mirror suddenly shined again.

The blazing light in the square mirror sprayed out again, which was more dazzling than before, but just a moment later, these infinite light retracted extremely, condensed into a thick beam of light, and hit the door of death.

There was a crisp sound similar to the broken egg shell on the door of dead thoughts.

Those black runes wrapped around the giant gate of death like a sea of stars were hit by the strong beams of light above the ancient mirror, like winter snow melting, dispersing one after another, revealing this long and profound loop.

In this fantasy, no place can escape Wu Pengwei's sight. His eyes narrowed slightly, just a condensing thought. The giant door of death seemed to stand in front of him, which was extremely clear and slender.

That mysterious and infinite cycle like a whirlpool** is naked in front of him now.

In the whirlpool, there is a completely unknown world, and the rules contained in it seem to be different.

At this time, Wu Pengwei did not try his best to use his brain to think and explore, but his body flashed. In a millionth of a second, he came to the giant gate of death, and his left hand reached straight into the big loop of the gate of death.

The touch is cold and piercing, and it seems to fall into the bottom of the extremely cold ice.

This cold and penetrating heart bone, even Wu Pengwei's strength to reach the peak of Wu Zun's qi and blood is difficult to compete with. Countless negative factors, death, blood, slaughter, and all kinds of unimaginable pains poured into his heart. Even if his heart is like iron, he also has a sense of trance for a while. I can't wait for it. The rest.

Just at this time, above the sky, the shining square mirror was stepped on by the fire child's big foot, and it turned around again, and once again emitted a thick beam of light, bombarded into the cycle.

Wu Pengwei only felt that a vast warmth spread all over his body from the beam of light, dispelling away the uncontrollable cold.

The next moment, he touched something like a knife handle. Wu Pengwei pulled it out with a force.

In an instant, the wind was strong in the fantasy, and the ghost cried and howled.

A simple blood-colored knife wrapped in infinite black rune fog appeared in the whirlpool. The knife body was long and narrow, and the blood light was as quiet as water, as deep as the moon shining on a cold night.

The door of death is also wide open at this moment.

At this time, Gui Shura, who was far away from the battlefield, suddenly roared wildly and suddenly rushed into the air, opened his arms, and roared like a beast.

In the door of dead thoughts, there is an infinite black gas spewing out, casting on the body of Gui Shura like a column of water. These black fogs are not pure light, but ancient runes. They linger on the body of Gui Shura like mercury, turning into dark red armor. A, completely cover the body of Gui Shura.

Almost for a moment, a pair of domineering armor appeared on the body of Gui Shura. There were many bones, blood ripples, ferocious but gorgeous, especially the scarlet cloak behind him, which was surrounded by countless black rune spells, which was more elegant and strange. When there was no wind fluttering, faintly The sound of ghosts crying and hatred came out like waves.

At this time, the powerful Gui Shura roared, and there was a gorgeous blood-red long knife in his hand. He waved through the empty space, and a thick blade flew out, cutting a sudden giant snake warrior in half.

The giant snake warrior had never imagined that the power of the other party was so powerful that it reached the intermediate level of Wu Zun in an instant, and this thick blood-red light could not resist. The atmosphere of death contained in it was the continuous expansion of venom, and the vigorous vitality in the fantasy of the Qingdi was unstoppable. Stop the spread of this dead spirit.

"I miss the black dragon wave."

Gui Shura roared again, and his helmet covered his head and face, leaving only a pair of eyes in the mask with a fierce intention of killing.

His four arms held the scarlet knife at the same time, raised it high, and made a slash at the void.

A giant dragon, a giant dragon formed by the black dead spirit, leaned out from the torn void gap and roared at the tree warrior who rushed to the ground.

This black dragon carries infinite death, but all the tree warriors touched turn into cool black powder and fall to the ground, and their vitality is cut off. As for the blood Shura, if they are swept by the black dragon light waves, extreme changes will occur. The body continues to expand and expand, and the claws are once again stretched and become more sharp. Li.

The strength of these blood Shura has changed qualitative again, breaking through the realm of the martial artist and reaching the power level of the martial soul.

The most fearing thing is that after the door of death was completely opened, the blood slurry once again sprayed out from the top of the ground, and the number doubled, resulting in a 200,000 blood Shura army.

The situation has changed again. The Qingdi side is like a river, and there is no advantage.

The realm of Qing Emperor's divine thoughts gradually retreated, and was gradually swallowed up by the bloody molten plasma. Not only was the original territory taken back by the other party, but even his own territory began to be unguarded and retracted again and again.

And got the divine nourishment of the land of plunder, the door of death became taller, and the black fog wrapped around it gradually opened sparsely, revealing the gorgeous carvings on the huge door.

As for the giant wooden palace of the Qingdi, it has shrunk again and again, gradually returning from the shape of the palace to the original wood.

The Qing Emperor was in a hurry, and the green stick in his hand was ready to fly up.

But at this moment, a figure flew across like a meteor, rushing to the empty platform where the Qing Emperor was located like a cannonball.

Wu Pengwei came flying around with his sword.

The Qing Emperor was stunned and raised his wooden stick to block the other party.

Wu Pengwei raised his hand with a knife, which was incredibly fast.

As soon as the green emperor's wooden stick was raised, he felt a chill in his heart, and the body turned into two pieces.

There is no way to resist this knife.

Wu Pengwei fell lightly on the gradually collapsed platform, bowed his head, stared at the red blood-colored knife of China, and a name flashed in his heart for no reason.

Wu Sheng Shura knife.