Chapter 127: Invincible

The bloodless look was full of surprise, and he didn't expect that the dream did not die. Originally, he had absolute confidence in himself. With the cultivation of his emperor's realm and the supreme magic treasure blood river monument, he hit it down and drove Mengyu into the depths of the sea, which was almost certain to die. However, at this time, Mengyu actually appeared in the sky, intact and imposing, which really surprised the blood inadvertently. Start facing this opponent.

Meng Yu sneered and said, "No, it's me. Bloodless, didn't you think of it? Do you think you can do anything about me with a magic treasure? Looking for death!" The breath of Mengxu's whole body rose, communicated with heaven and earth, and produced an essential connection with the world. For a moment, it was like the incarnation of Panhuang, which was full of the creation of the world of Kyushu world. He got the inheritance of Panwu and has an invincible momentum in the Kyushu world. Pangu created the world of Kyushu, and he got the Taoism of the Pangu God, holding the sword used by Pangu in his hand, the Panhuang Life Sword.

After Mengyu shouted loudly, the sword of Panhuangsheng in his hand waved, and the primitive form of thousands of creatures evolved in the sword spirit. Many ancient beasts and thousands of planted quilts were alien species that had been eliminated for a long time. Unexpectedly, they appeared in the sword spirit of Mengyu. The origin of the Kyushu world and the momentum of heaven and earth were kneaded. In his sword spirit.

Cut out with a sword.

The sword spirit is thick and broad like a world bombardment.

At that moment, the blood inadvancingly faced the anger of thousands of creatures in the whole Kyushu world, shouted at him and fought against him together.

That sword can't be avoided, with the amorous feelings of everything.

The breath of dreams has reached the extreme, and the flame of creatures appeared on the sword spirit, and the Sanskrit singing of all sentient beings appeared.

The sword spirit was cut out and cut on the suppressed blood river tablet.

The blood was shocked and roared, "How can you take advantage of the power of the Kyushu world? Who the hell are you? Ah...this, this...this is the Panhuang Life Sword. How can it appear in your hands?" Blood in the heart saw the clue, and his heart was extremely shocked. This divine sword was originally in the Panwu Temple, and countless people wanted to get it, but they couldn't.

Mengxu's eyes were cold, and he said coldly and proudly, "I am the master of the Kyushu world and the heir of Pangu God. A monster, like an ant, also wants to compete with me?

Boom!

With a loud noise, the blood river tablet was split by a sword and flew back. There were cracks on the monument, and blood flowed, as if a wound had been torn open. The blood was flowing and the aura was dissipating. The bloodless blood river tablet, the supreme magic treasure was almost destroyed by this sword. Bloodless and heart trembled and shouted, "Don't be rampant, dare to destroy my baby, you are dead!" The bloodless strength completely burst out, and the magic gas like blood poured into the blood river tablet. On the whole tablet stone, circles of blood light burst out, blood rays shot one by one, and a head of evil spirit crawled on the blood river tablet and couldn't roar. The blood river tablet became extremely huge, like a big mountain, covering the sky and the sun.

"Bleeve the world, the magic monument suppresses, crushes the world, and there is no harm. Ah, repression..."

Blood unintentionally shouted loudly, roaring continuously, and sword-like blood light appeared on the blood river tablet, constantly swallowing, covering the dream into the blood color and suppressing it again.

Mengxu actually tore open the blood light with the Panhuang Life Sword in his hand and split it again to the Blood River Monument.

But blood without intention is the realm of the emperor. He understands the yuan god, turns the mixed hole into a source world, and understands the mystery of space, which is not small. Although he can't exert his real power like the Blood River Tianzun, he can't be underestimated. Under the pressure of the huge stele, the various magic arrays were stimulated, extinct the vitality, refine the blood, take away the creation, and suppress almost everything.

Boom, sonorous! The violent sound sounded, the space was distorted and collapsed, and the sea turned out to be a subversive trend. With a wave of bloodless hands, a source world was shrouded, and the shadow of the magic landscape appeared, and the demon world came. Those magic soldiers were all protected by him in the world. The ethereal sword faction retreated continuously after being impacted in the aftermath of the war. One by one, their faces were pale and frightened, and their blood was boiling. At the same time, they saw the real strength of Mengyu.

Suddenly, the blood river tablet shuttled through the void and appeared on the top of Mengyu's head. Suddenly, it was suppressed. The blood light suppressed so that his face began to twist, and the Panhuangshengling sword in his hand waved extremely slowly. Once again, he was severely suppressed by the Blood River Monument and entered the deep sea.

The blood is heartless, but it still does not relax his vigilance.

Feng Kui and Zhao Lingyue looked at each other. Feng Kui sighed, "Unfortunately, this supreme magic treasure blood river tablet is not a bloodless magic weapon, and it can't give full play to the elegant demeanor of the blood river Tianzun in the past. He did not completely refine the blood river monument, otherwise, it would not be a simple suppression, but annihilation and complete destruction. This treasure, with extraordinary origin, is by no means so powerful.

Zhao Lingyue said, "However, Mengyu got the Taoist system left by the Pangu god. In this Kyushu world, it is almost immortal and indeed has arrogant capital. It is impossible for this bloodless to kill him. Unexpectedly, such a cold man actually held such a righteous god soldier as the Panhuang Life Sword and inherited the Taoism of Pangu God. However, it seems that he has not realized the momentum of enlightenment, which is not the true essence.

Feng Kui said, "It's just a matter of time. One day, he will realize it. The inheritance of Panwu is by no means simple. He can't fully understand it for a while, which is normal.

If Feng Kui's head is inherited and his understanding is extremely smooth, he will never take a detour. Just like he got the light of the black god and put it in the tower of wonders, he can immediately understand without delay.

Zhao Lingyue said, "Feng Kui, why don't you go to the Panwu Temple?"

Feng Kui shook his head and said, "This is not appropriate! Do you want me to share the world with Mengyu?! Pangu is just a god who created this small world. There is nothing surprising about it. I am not interested in his inheritance.

Zhao Lingyue said oh, and she was not surprised at all.

While the two spoke, Mengxu appeared again, with a trace of embarrassment and unusual anger, but he was not injured and sound. He appeared again in front of the bloodless, simply an invincible cockroach.

The bloodless fight with Meng Yu, the strength of both sides was exposed. The front shows the strength of the magic power in Zhongzhou, which is by no means like a small fight in the area of Huo Lingjiang. For example, the blood spirit is also the demon cultivation of the Blood Demon Sect, and he is also the son of the patriarch of the Blood Demon Sect, but compared with this bloodlessness, it is 108,000 miles away, which is different from cloud and mud. From the intelligence from the blood hand organization, Feng Kui Shou still has a certain understanding of this bloodlessness. He knows that he is only a side branch of the Blood Demon Sect, not the blood demon patriarch, and his status is not even as good as the Blood Spirit. However, there are many existences like Bloodless in the whole Blood Demon Sect, and their cultivation is amazing.

Blood unintentionally saw the sound appearance of the dream again, and his expression became extremely solemn. He suppressed the Blood River Monument twice, but he failed to destroy it, which was completely beyond his expectation. It seems that he wanted to get this credit, but he kicked it on the iron plate. He was extremely annoyed, sneered and said, "Very good, very good, it's actually a cockroach that will not be crushed." Blood involuntary drank coldly and let out a long roar, and an idea was conveyed.

Feng Kui's eyes changed and sneered, "He is going to call a helper. Unexpectedly, these demons were arrogant but not conceited, and they actually assisted each other, which was unexpected. The determination and ambition of the devil's way really seems to be not small!"

Bloodless and Mengxi fought again, and the situation was anxious.

Feng Kui Shou, Zhao Lingyue and Han Yu paid attention to the distance and guarded against the magic road that came to help.

In a while, a Shura shadow broke through the air, accompanied by a series of ferocious smiles and said, "Blood heartless, who forced you to ask for help and let me kill him and get this credit."

As soon as this old demon appeared, he showed his extremely violent magic power. His whole body was covered with a layer of horns, shrouded in a black robe. On his forehead, a single horn was born, which was dark and tremish. The old demon is actually from Shuramon, and there is a tendency to return to his ancestors. The cultivation of Shura magic must not be very simple. Feng Kui even felt the power of Shura of Hell's Shura from the breath of the old demon, and immediately showed an evil smile and said, "Ten million spirit stones, this old demon, I want it."

Zhao Lingyue looked surprised and looked at Feng Kui's head and didn't understand what he meant. She doesn't know the transaction between Feng Kui and the Bloody Hands. At that time, Feng Kui smiled mysteriously and handed a jade charm to Zhao Lingyue. Zhao Lingyue's mind swept away and was immediately relieved.

The old demon Unicorn Shura, who just came, glanced at Mengxu, saw the clue in it, and shouted, "Bloodless, what is that sword? When it's done, you must give it to me. Ah, I must get this sword."

Blood said heartlessly, "This is the sword of Panhuang. Unicorn, help me kill this person quickly. I can consider exchanging this sword for you so that you can get it. How about it?

The one-horned old demon laughed repeatedly, looked excited and greedy, and said, "It's actually the Panhuang Life Sword! OK, that's great! With this sword, I can refine the world, completely return to my ancestors, and become a real Shura. It is not a problem to improve my realm. OK, I'll take action and kill this son. Bloodless, this sword must be traded to me, must..." The one-horned old demon was extremely excited, and the shadow opened and wanted to pounce on Mengyu.

The dream was shocked. He felt the breath of a great demon at the peak of the emperor and immediately locked him, and his heart was cold. For the last bloodless, he can remain immortal. With the inheritance of Panwu, he can turn defeat into victory, but with a stronger old demon, he will definitely die. Meng Yu looked back and saw that the ethereal sword faction had retreated dozens of miles away in order to avoid the aftermath of the war. Even if they came to help, it was too late.

The dream is horrible and has a retreat.

This time, a figure suddenly appeared in the air and suddenly came in front of the one-horned old demon, blocking his way.

Feng Kui took action for the first time.

The one-horned old demon immediately became furious. There was only the Panhuangsheng Sword in his eyes. At this moment, whoever dares to stop him will die! The old devil waved his hand, grabbed the devil's claws and shouted, "Get out of here!" The huge claws captured over, and the magic spirit was full, and the unparalleled power of Shura flowed and condensed. Unexpectedly, he wanted to destroy the wind and completely kill the roadblock between strikes.

Feng Kui sneered and suddenly punched him to meet the old demon. This punch returns to the truth, and the unparalleled power is invisible, simple and un fancy.

click! The shadow of the unicorn old demon's claws were shattered, and Feng Kui's fist still bombarded. Unable to fight, the supreme method of fighting. Ancient totem beasts used this method of warfare to destroy the heavens and the earth and cross the universe. The one-horned old demon suddenly felt an incomparable crisis. His eyes turned and his expression became solemn. The power of Shura burst out, and he also bombarded a punch to resolve the crisis.

Two punches bombarded, and the power of the supreme Taoist element in Feng Kui's fist burst out, and the extremely strong stamina completely broke out. The one-horned old demon screamed, and the claws cracked. The flesh and blood exploded, and one hand was completely destroyed by a punch on the wind's head. The one-horned old demon looked angry and roared, "Who are you? Why can you understand the power of Taoism? Ah, my hand!" In any case, he couldn't figure out that the head of Yuanjun's realm could actually use the power of Daoyuan. This is exclusive to the realm of Tianzun, and the power of Taoism is simply incomparable, and the power of the road is extremely rich and inclusive. No wonder the one-horned old devil was so frightened and suffered a great loss.

Feng Kui sneered and said, "Who am I?! Of course, it's the person who wants your life."

The eyes of the one-horned old demon turned, and the strong desire for the coveting heart of the Panhuangshengling Sword was completely suppressed by the fear of death. Suddenly, he sprouted his retreat and suddenly tore the space. He wanted to escape into the void and immediately fled.

The blood saw this unintentionally and was frightened. He shouted, "Onehorn, you beast..." His long roar was not over. Mengyu caught the flaw of his negligence and stabbed him with a sword, making the blood splash into the sky and scream constantly.

Feng Kui's first breath locked the one-horned old demon and shouted, "Old devil, where to go? Leave your life!" Suddenly, Feng Kui's head also tore open the space, his body suddenly disappeared, and a series of space explosions, forcing the one-horned old demon out of the void in a blink of an eye. The one-horned old demon fled crazily, but he could not escape the palm of Feng Kui's head and kept breaking the void, but the wind's head was always accompanied by shadows, calmly behind him, giving him a heavy blow. Meng Yu accidentally glanced and saw that the one-horned old demon, who was more powerful than bloodless and unintentionally, was blown out by Feng Kui's simple punch and spit blood. Feng Kui's head is like cat and mouse, playing with a one-horned old demon.

What kind of strength is this?

Playing with the giants at the peak of the emperor, is this still the strength of the realm of the emperor?!

There was a burst of uneasiness in Mengyu's heart, and countless vicious strategies emerged again, which made his determination to kill Feng Kui Shou a little stronger.

At this moment, a scream sounded, and the dead soul under Jiuyou was thrown into the hot sun. Feng Kui grabbed the one-horned old demon with one hand and bombarded him with a compressed original world. Everyone saw that Feng Kui Shou, relying on his own power, degenerated a master of the original world, and forced him to sacrifice the original world to resist the bombardment of Feng Kui's head. Those elders and disciples of the ethereal sword school all recalled that Feng Kui had survived the disaster of the hole, and their faces were all dull. Feng Kui's fist fell as dense as raindrops, and each punch was jumping on the ground. The original source of the one-horned demon was scattered, and the power of Shura continued to flow from the original world. The original world that had not yet fully evolved successfully appeared cracks and began to break, like a piece of glass, which was about to break apart.

The one-horned old demon's heart trembled, gave up all his dignity, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "... Ah, I beg you to let me go... Don't destroy my origin... I, I, willing to swear to be your slave forever... Ah..."

Feng Kui's head suddenly punched, and the power of Daoyuan completely exploded, making the original world of the one-horned old demon completely explode and fragmented. The demon's body of the one-horned old demon was really exposed and captured by Feng Kui's head. Feng Kui's first pair of meat fists exploded his original world, defeated his original origin, and detered the one-horned old demon. The unicorned old demon's eyes were desperate and dying. Feng Kui sneered and said, "I don't need a backbone, bitchy dog!" You can go to hell..."

Madness flashed in the eyes of the one-horned old demon, and the demon's body suddenly expanded. The yuan god devoured the power of Shura and the source of essence and blood, and was born to destroy the power. He actually wanted to explode the yuan god and die with Feng Kui's head. The fish died and the net was broken, and the jade was burned. Urgent rabbits can also bite people.

The dying counterattack, at the last moment, the one-horned old demon issued a vicious curse, "You, you don't want to die!"

A resentment rose, and the gengod of the one-horned demon exploded. Feng Kui's head was in the center of the explosion. He was the first to be affected. His body shook for a while, and his armor appeared on his body, and he survived the storm of destruction energy and remained motionless.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, and Feng Kui was happy to withstand the explosion of the emperor's master.

In the center of the destruction energy storm, the god-destruction armament of the wind is like a black hole, devouring the power of Shura and destroying energy, making a layer of blood appear on the purple-black armor, with a dim purple-black luster flowing, deep and evil. The disaster road was originally a supreme magic road. Its five phases of disaster were sacrificed by Feng Kui and became the weapon of destroying gods, and then there was the blessing of the will of the black-hearted true demon. It transformed again in the black sky demon spirit and had the demon spirit. Now it devoured the power of Shura, as if it were a great complement. Instead of being destroyed, it was more magical, constantly It has been sharpened and tempered, and it is changing.

Feng Kui's eyes turned and glanced at the bloodlessness that still existed. His breath locked him to refer to the sword, and the sword spirit broke out of the air. Undertake the momentum of the eight wilderness and six, the sword spirit is discharged, like the Beidou falling from the sky, killing to the blood and heartless, like the stars escaping in the air, destroying everything.

Blood screamed unintentionally, and the blood river tablet stood in front of him to resist the sword spirit of Feng Kui's head. On the stone, most of the three ancient characters of the Blood River Stele were cut off. This magic treasure lost its spirituality and was almost dilapidated. Blood was unintentionally connected to the qi machine, screaming repeatedly, and there was no blood color at all. In horror, he could only recover the blood river tablet. In this confusion, the dream emperor's soul sword came across the sky and opened the world. It immediately divided the blood heartlessly into two, and then the sword spirit was hanged, and the blood heartless was immediately hanged.

Feng Kui sighed and said angrily, "The damn one-horned old demon actually blew himself up. The spiritual stone I got is ruined!"