The strongest dung bee

Chapter 181 Battle of Wusheng

"Is this your house? Why can't I come?"

Seven kills Laozu laughed loudly, and his voice was sharp and harsh, like the cry of a night owl in the middle of the night, which was extremely fearing.

Hearing his voice, Fang Wuji and Wan Changsheng were fine, and the three elders of Jihuo Sect covered their ears in pain, and there was faint blood oozing from their fingers.

"As long as I comb the sky, anyone who dares to stand in front of me is my enemy! My enemy will die!"

Taking a deep breath, Wan Changsheng also said extremely hard.

At this time, he must take a tough stance.

In the face of Fang Wuji, the reason for compromise is that Fang Wuji is still easier to get along with and induce him by interests to avoid unnecessary disputes.

In the face of seven killing ancestors, Wan Changsheng has no other choice.

This man is fierce, and there is only one battle!

Of course, it is best to threaten him to hand over the plow comb.

"Little Wanzi, don't be rampant. I know it's useful for you to plow the sky comb, but my old man wants this snow mountain goddess, which is also of my use."

"The snow mountain goddess was the lover of the blood wolf. If I want to achieve the road, I must finally understand the blood moon. With such an opportunity, I will naturally not miss it."

"You have to fight! Then fight! If you don't fight, just roll far away!"

"I hate beautiful men like you most, a big man, born like a woman!"

The ancestor who killed seven times said leisurely, looking fearless.

At this time, his big white bone was already holding the blood cell.

Five Mori's bone fingers are like the same demon realm. Even if the blood cells struggle desperately, they can't break away at all.

"If you want the snow mountain goddess, I don't care. Comb me!"

Wan Changsheng rose into the sky and stood opposite him, and his voice was extremely cold.

At this time, ten thousand immortals, ten thousand beasts surrounded his body, like a powerful young general, and his soldiers were the group of ice wolves.

And Fang Wuji was standing on the ground at this time, and a bright light suddenly appeared in his hand, which was to send the three descendants far away.

He is nothing but light now.

Anyway, I have already got the blue flame cold flame, which is not harmful to the plough comb and the snow mountain goddess, and sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight.

Hearing Wan Changsheng's words, Qi Killing Laozu smiled contemptuously again, "Okay. When I completely understand the secret of the snow mountain goddess, it's okay to reward you.

He is born a dwarf and has an abnormal extreme mind. Even if he achieves martial arts saints, his temperament not only does not restrain, but becomes worse.

If it hadn't been for the alliance with all the martial saints, he would have turned this bloody moon continent into a deadland.

And now, in the face of Wan Changsheng, he is most disgusted with this kind of little white face, and naturally has difficulties in his heart.

"7 kills, you have gone too much!"

Wan Changsheng shouted and couldn't help it anymore.

In this case, it is obviously impossible to reason, only one war!

Battle!

With a wave of his big hand, the boundless light of all beasts flashed, and from the whirlpool, a giant beast appeared again.

Magic Wolf, Giant Snake, Saber-toothed Tiger, Flame Lion...

A powerful monster forms a neat phalanx, like a well-trained army.

In the face of the seven-killing ancestors, Wan Changsheng did not dare to be careless, and immediately released all the most powerful ethnic groups sealed by Wan Beasts.

A monster all roared up to the sky, making a deafening roar, and the snowy mountains in the distance were trembling faintly.

"Hmm!"

"Eacon's little skill!"

The seven-killing ancestor snorted coldly, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

Endless blood is full of extreme fishy smell, surrounding his body, like a flood of the embankment. In less than a few breaths, it is a blood pool of dozens of square meters.

Moreover, the area of this blood pool is still expanding rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Seeing this blood pool, many giant beasts showed fear in their eyes.

Monsters are more sensitive than human beings. From this blood pool, they sense the breath of death and dare not act rashly at all.

"Beast breaks through the sky!"

Wan Changsheng couldn't wait any longer. He shouted, and a series of light condensed in his hand, forming magic seals one by one, urging the herd crazily.

Under such urging, the giant beasts collectively went wild.

The ice demon wolf, the three-headed giant snake, the saber-toothed tiger, the flame lion... A stream of cold air, venom, golden light, and fire sprayed like no money, spewed towards the sea of blood.

Such a battle can be called earth-shaking.

The roaring sounded, and the energy escaped everywhere, turning the snowy mountains into a devastation.

In martial arts-level battles, every blow contains endless power, which can simply destroy the world.

Boom!

All the energy, after short contact, collides together, producing an effect like a nuclear weapon explosion.

A huge bloody cloud suddenly rose, and the sky seemed to have been torn open.

And such an energy collision is just an appetizer for the two martial arts-level strongmen.

It's just the collision of the accumulated power in their hands, and the real battle between the two has not yet begun.

"Little Wanzi, you can't help me. The sea of blood of the ancestor, in which there are tens of thousands of ghosts, is condensed by the blood of tens of thousands of people. It is eternal and immortal. Come on, I want to see how capable you are?"

Seven kills Youyou said, with endless sarcasm in the business.

"You!"

Wan Changsheng gritted his teeth, and there was a trace of sharpness in his eyes, which was also risking.

At this time, he even had a desperate mind.

Every strong Wusheng is extremely arrogant, and his dignity cannot be trampled on.

Even if the other party is a strong martial arts man, it doesn't work at all!

"The incense is concentrated!"

Wan Changsheng shouted again, and thousands of golden lights suddenly appeared in mid-air, and each golden light faintly turned into a figure.

With his movements, a strong medicinal fragrance suddenly appeared in this snowy mountain.

It is fragrant and fragrant, like an alchemy field of tens of thousands of people.

The strong elixir even forms a vision of a tiger and dragon plate in mid-air, which is extremely powerful.

Seeing this scene, the pupils of the seven-killing ancestors shrank and sneered again, "Oh, is it a competition of luck? Even if there are many people in your life, 100,000 children in my evil city are not vegetarian!"

Boom!

The whole body breath of the seven-killing ancestors suddenly cracked.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Seven big blood-red characters suddenly appeared in the air, like seven sharp swords, pointing straight to the sky.

With the appearance of these seven words, a very sharp breath suddenly appeared in mid-air, as if it was shocked by the murderous atmosphere, and the power of ten thousand long-year-old incense was emitting a faint tremor, as if it was extremely afraid of this murderous atmosphere.

Every martial arts strongman has his own believers.

Although these believers have great trust in the strong people they worship and believe that he is the most powerful god, they have also heard of other gods.

There is no doubt that the name of the seven kills is absolutely extremely ferocious and powerful in the minds of everyone in the Blood Moon Continent.

"The vitality is like a sea!"

Wan Changsheng's clothes are windless and automatic, and the neat hair that was originally taken care of is scattered with the wind, flying behind his head, with his hands forming one magic seal after another, little by little golden light, converging in his hand, gradually forming an elixir-like energy ball.

This energy ball is the size of an adult's head, with golden light all body, and faintly flashing with elixir patterns on it.

one, two...three...five...

The red lines gradually increased, and in the end, eight red lines were finally formed, but the ninth one could never be conceived.

With the strength of ten thousand lives, the eight elixirs are already the limit.

You should know that this elixir is not an entity, but condensed by the faith of countless believers, and the energy is extremely pure.

If the ninth Danwen can be formed, it only represents one point, that is, Wan Changsheng has reached the highest level of Wusheng and can break through the sky at any time.

At the same time, this elixir is also the strongest blow of Wan Changsheng!

He is desperate!

If Su Han was here, he would definitely be stunned and couldn't say a word.

The incident caused by himself made the three martial saints gather here together, and made the two martial arts saints fall into a desperate situation.

......

In the face of the threat posed by Wan Changsheng, the seven-killing ancestors did not dare to be careless.

Although the language has been satirical, he is also quite solemn in his heart. As a martial saint of the long life, there is no doubt that the strength of ten thousand life is also quite strong.

"Kill the sky!"

"One of seven kills, I am the god of killing!"

With a cold roar to the extreme, the seven blood-red killing words suddenly condensed together, surrounding the bodies of the seven killing ancestors.

A long sword gradually takes shape.

A set of blood-red armor gradually took shape.

The seven-killing ancestor stepped out step by step, and this set of bloody armor was put on him.

Although his body is small, like a child, as soon as he put on this set of armor, his whole body expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a full balloon. In a few breaths, he turned into a giant nearly ten feet tall.

To be fair, the seven-kill ancestors have always been worried about their height.

The reason why he created this move and made himself look like this is still caused by the deep inferiority in his heart.

"Kill!"

Wearing armor, with long swords in both hands, seven kills the ancestor exhales and splits the sword fiercely!

This sword is like a miracle!

A thorough light illuminates the whole sky, and the rules of the long sword are like a rough bloody lightning, splitting at a very fast speed towards Wan Changsheng.

A trace of fierceness appeared in Wan Changsheng's eyes. With a flick of his fingertips, he quickly ejected the elixir and found the tip of the sword extremely accurately.

Boom!

Unparalleled explosion.

There is darkness between heaven and earth.

It's like the end of the world.

The earth collapsed and existed for thousands of years. I don't know how thick the ice under the ground cracked like paper paste. There was a turbulent ground fire, straight out, rising a strong black smoke.

A thousand-foot-high snow mountain not far away is probably affected by the energy of the blood-colored sword. It is almost from the middle, like cutting tofu and is divided into two, and the fracture is neat, forming a thousand-foot cliff.

This strongest blow bombarded together, ten thousand Changsheng did not move, and seven killed the ancestors, the same was true.

The two looked at each other, their eyes met in mid-air, and their fighting spirit was stronger.

"Come again!"

With a roar, the seven-killed ancestor held a long sword and flew under his feet, like a general who rushed up again.