Chapter 348 Great War

"Even if you are a body, what can you do? Do you think I can't break your defense?" The old man of the light demon looked cold, and his eyes did not hide the cold murderous intention at all.

"The sky is the cover, the earth is the furnace, the sky is full of blood!" The light demon's legs were slightly bent, his arms were combined into virtual hugs, and a strong blood color floated out of it.

The range of blood-colored aura spreading is getting larger and larger, and in a blink of an eye, it has spread dozens of feet away, covering a large area of surrounding demon soldiers.

The gesture changed again, and the hands slowly pushed forward, and a red light shot out of the eyes and sank directly into the empty red.

Boom!

The thick blood in the sky seems to be able to smell the pungent bloody smell from so far away, which makes people shudder.

Looking up at the sky, his hands wrapped in red light suddenly raised above his head, and his white beard hung straight to his chest. The space was twisted, and a bloody sword suddenly came out, like a dexterous magic mouse, directly integrated into the blood color.

Suddenly, the blood-colored clouds in the sky suddenly changed and condensed a bloody whirlpool in the air, in an inverted bucket, sweeping towards Zhao Tian.

When Zhao Tian saw this scene in the distance, his face showed a trace of surprise. His face was full of blood. Zhao Tian had seen it on the wandering wind and the mysterious youth of the demon clan.

The wandering wind is very ordinary, so that Zhao Tian can't raise any interest. The young man of the demon clan is not bad in this move, mixed with the pressure of the soul, but at this time, the move used by the old devil can already be said to have fully exerted the power of this move without any flaws.

Zhao Tian's indifferent face moved, and the dark sword burst out a touch of rich gold, and the sword exuded a sharp sword light.

The sword body trembled, and the buzzed loudly. It was gently under its feet, as light as fallen leaves, jumping more than seven feet. The long sword trembled rapidly in the void, and the powerful aura shattered the surrounding trees.

A golden sword spirit gathered in the air, and a huge scattered lotus flower was formed in a blink of an eye. The lotus flower exuded a compelling atmosphere, which shattered the air next to it.

"Jianlian!" Suddenly, there was a golden agitation outside Zhao celestial body, and a huge circular beam of light rose to the sky and pointed straight to the sky.

The scattered lotus felt Zhao Tian's instructions and suddenly gathered and wrapped Zhao Tian tightly in it. From afar, it seemed that a burning giant ball fell from the sky.

And it was precisely at this time that the attack of the light demon old man had also arrived, and Zhao Tian's timing was not accurate.

The bloody whirlpool enveloped Zhao Tian in an instant, and the whole world seemed to be only red. For a moment, the sun and the moon were lightless, and the world was dim.

The two collided without making any sound, but only the silent devouring.

The people outside were attracted by the fierce collision, and the soldiers around the two also scattered like a tide and attacked him.

I have been paying attention to Zhao Tian's Miaoyun. Seeing that Zhao Tian was swallowed up by blood light, his beautiful face showed deep concern, and even the cold breath outside his body was a little unstable.

Not far away, a young man in a light blue samurai suit saw the battle between Zhao Tian and several people. His handsome face showed a ferocious color. His palm shocked a demon soldier who rushed up, but his eyes were locked on a student of the Magic Academy, and his eyes contained thick Yu's murderous spirit slowly approached it.

And not far away, a man holding a stainless steel folding fan, wearing thick armor, looked very funny when he danced the folding fan in his hand, but his eyes never left the young man in blue samurai uniform.

When he saw the demon soldiers shocked by the young man in blue and nothing stood up, his face suddenly changed, and then a trace of viciousness appeared on his face, but his eyes glanced at Zhao Tian.

In the huge lotus, Zhao Tian sat cross-legged, with golden light flowing like water flowing outside his body. The red light tried to break the golden lotus outside Zhao's body several times, but none of them failed.

There is a sharp smell of corrosion in the blood light, which makes a harsh sound when it meets the golden aura.

"Ding!" Suddenly, a red sword suddenly burst out of the red sky, and a sword hit the golden lotus flower, and golden sparks splashed everywhere.

The golden lotus trembled, as if it was about to collapse.

Zhao Tian sat cross-legged in it, with his eyes closed and his mind controlled Jianlian and counterattacked a sword spirit.

The bloody sword, as if alive, once again penetrated into the thick blood color. Zhao Tian's sword spirit only cut off part of the blood gas not far away, but as soon as it was cut off, it quickly healed automatically.

Zhao Tianjian frowned, and the golden sword spirit jumped at his fingertips, constantly making up for the trauma of Jianlian. The attack strength of this bloody sword was no less than 80,000 jin, and it was broken by clicking, making the attack more powerful.

This has been the case several times in a row. After the bloody sword attacks, it will immediately hide in the blood and will not give Zhao Tian any chance to fight back.

A sword spirit transformed by aura quietly appeared in front of Zhao Tian, and the sword spirit changed with Zhao Tian's wave.

The aura of his whole body was running, and the next moment Zhao Tian's eyes were full of gold, like two light bulbs in the night.

Zhao Tian opened almost all his perception and sensed the blood-colored movement around him.

Suddenly, not far behind, there seemed to be something stirred in the bloody fog.

Zhao Tian's heart moved, but his face was as usual and unchanged.

Just as the bloody sword rushed to Zhao Tian, the sword spirit in front of him suddenly floated out, and dozens of sword spirits were also separated from the sword lotus, wrapping the bloody sword in a semicircle.

The light demon hidden in the red fog changed his face and quickly controlled the sword to retreat.

But it was too late. A golden sword spirit came from the rear of the blood sword and directly tore the blood color of the sky.

Boom!

A shocking sound woke up the people fighting in the distance again.

In the bloody fog, a strong golden suddenly rose, like dawn. The golden lightsaber leaked brilliantly in the red fog, illuminating most of the sky.

A huge lotus flower blooms in the blood of the sky, and each petal is composed of countless swords, strangulation the surrounding blood into nothingness.

The bloody sword is made from the fusion of the blood of the light demon. Its own attack power is high, but the defense is not good. It was defeated by Zhao Tianyi's sword. No matter how strong the light demon is, no matter how strong he lost so much blood, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his face shrank in an instant.

When Zhao Tian saw this scene, he was overjoyed. How could he almost miss such a good one? It's better to kill with one blow. These are not the hidden means of the light demon old man.

The body was low, and the speed under his feet soared. He went straight to the light demon. The long ink sword in his hand was almost at the same time. A sword waved out, and the golden sword spirit cut through the sky, tearing the air into two halves, and sneered loudly for a moment.

The old man of the light demon coughed twice and spit out a mouthful of blood again, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all. His hands quickly imprinted in the air, and a strong blood color formed in front of him and turned into a bloody shield.

"The Heavenly Magic Shield can reduce the attack of three-level practitioners who are lower than their own cultivation, and have a certain rebound effect!" Zhao Tian saw the bloody shield in front of the old demon, and a message came to his mind.

"Hmm! In the face of absolute power, any defense is a decoration!" Zhao Tian said in his heart that his right arm under the golden package suddenly underwent a trace of deterioration and became as transparent as jade.

Feeling the power on his right arm, Zhao Tian couldn't help closing his eyes comfortably. With a long sword, his arm waved dozens of swords in the air at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The strong sword spirit can no longer see the trajectory of movement. The strength directly squeezes the air in front of it into a vacuum, drags the long tail flame, and goes straight to the light demon.