Chapter 30 Winning or losing

"Boom-"

The momentum of the three parties finally accumulated to the peak. Suddenly, the whole ruins space was full of wind and clouds, and the sky was full of turbulence and pressure, which stunned the only remaining Tongming Taoist and Qianxue on Hongye Island. The collision of momentum caused such a huge change. Until this moment, they Know the real power of the monks in the divine period.

Sure enough, the Yuanying period and the divine period are really the same place, oh my God!

With the collision of momentum, the whole relic space seemed to be overwhelmed and began to tremble. In this case, it was the alone Wanmo ancestor who first launched an attack.

"sw--"

The ancestor of Wanmo appeared beside the Kongxuan Taoist out of thin air, surrounded by blood all over his body. A huge bloody skeleton appeared on his head. During the roar, the skeleton hit the Kongxuan Taoist. At the same time, the red fog gushing from the skeleton enveloped a hundred miles of ruins. .

However, how can the Kongxuan Taoist be provoked? Seeing Wan Mo's ancestor appear near him, and a huge blood skeleton flew towards him, the Kongxuan Taoist smiled coldly, moved his hands, and tens of thousands of laws swarmed out. The sea of swords that were slowly spinning around his body suddenly emitted brilliant lights. Mang, a flying sword became huge and gorgeous, and tens of thousands of flying swords turned into a huge river, wrapping himself and facing the blood skeleton.

At the same time, the blood infinitely turned into the blood dragon body, and the tail instantly appeared behind the Wanmo ancestor, and the huge claws patted the body of the Wanmo ancestor.

"Keng--"

The sea of swords and the skeleton met and made a bright sound. At the same time, the two arms that appeared on the shoulders of the ancestors of Wanmo held high with huge bone sticks to the huge claws of blood.

Suddenly, the sound of ping-pong resounded throughout the relic space. At the same time, the sea of swords, bone sticks and giant claws were flying. The ordinary peaks in those wine and swordsmen' relics would almost turn into powder as long as they were touched.

However, there seemed to be some scruples. Their fights were as far away from the wine swordsman statue on the flat-top square, and the Tongming Taoist and Qianxue had to hide under the statue as high as 100 feet and looked up at the amazing struggle of the three gods after seeing that they were unstable everywhere.

"When do you think the master will end?" Qianxue looked at the increasingly fierce fight in the air, his white eyebrows trembled, and asked the Taoist softly, as if he was afraid that a loud voice would alarm the ancestors of Wanmo.

"Yes! However, I think my master and the blood island owner must win in the end. After all, they are two people? Tongming Taoist looked at the fierce struggle in the air and couldn't help answering, but his eyes did not withdraw from the fight at all. After all, the struggle between the three monks of the gods was also a rare reference opportunity for the monks in the Yuanying period. Maybe one of their own skills would suddenly penetrate!

"Oh, what is this?" Qianxue suddenly found a line of words at the bottom of the statue, a few intermittent words, and Tongming Taoist also hurriedly withdrew his eyes and looked at the bottom of the words.

I saw that behind the statue, there were fragments of several clothes scattered on the ground, as if someone was sitting here. At the same time, at the bottom of the statue, there were actually a few words: "Four poles... mythical beasts...dead...original world..."

The two looked at each other and didn't know what it meant, so they had to squat together and observe carefully to find out doubts from here. After all, they could leave handwriting in the ruins that had been closed for thousands of years. Maybe it was a disciple of the original wine swordsman, or even the authentic copy of the wine swordsman.

Thinking of this, the two were suddenly shocked. After looking at each other, they knew that there were no monks around, but they looked around cautiously. Then, their eyes darkened, as if they had found something, or reached an agreement, hidden behind the huge statue, and began to concentrate on studying that place.

At this time, the battle in the air has become white-hot.

The sword sea of the Kongxuan Taoist has completely turned into a galaxy, like the whip of the gods. With his decision, it hit the body of the ancestors of all demons again and again. Moreover, because the body of the ancestors of the demons has become a collection of monsters at this time, the sword sea of the Kongxuan Taoist specializes on the tail of the ancestors of the demons. , and the ancestor of Wanmo can only resist with the skull facing the back, which is indeed sharp, but after all, he has to withstand the siege of two gods and monstrous monks.

So, this bloody head is now completely wrapped in the sea of swords, allowing the ancestors of ten thousand demons to make all kinds of huge roars, and even skeleton shadows flying all over the sky. However, because there is no monks who can be captured by the ancestors of ten thousand demons, his momentum is falling all the time. At the same time, the sea of swords of empty Xuandao is More and more gorgeous.

In front of the ten thousand demon ancestors, blood Wuji relied on his own dragon body, especially his four giant claws, like four best attacking spiritual treasures. While stimulating the blood power of the Tao, he collided with the bones and sharp corners of the ten thousand demon ancestors from time to time. In the end, of course, Wanmo ancestors dominated.

I saw that the bone stick of Wanmo Laozu has been pitted, and his body is full of wounds. These wounds are caused by the empty Xuandao's sword sea and bloodless giant claws. Moreover, with the stimulation of the "Wanmohua puppet", Wanmo Laozu's body has begun to gradually swell, and Wanmo Lao The reason why Zu was able to compete with two monks of the same level for such a long time is that the "magic puppet" stimulated his flesh and blood potential and turned it all into combat power. At this time, with the arrival of the evils, the mind of the ancestors of Wanmo ancestors began to become less sober, only mechanically with the sword sea and blood of the empty mysterious Taoists. The infinite giant claw fight, the blood shadow flying in the air is also getting lighter and lighter. The blood skeleton trapped in the sword sea is also torn under the sword sea, and there is no more crystal and brilliantness in the early days.

Seeing this scene, the Kongxuan Taoist who attacked on both sides and Xue Wuji couldn't help smiling. It seems that the ancestors of Wanmo have reached the end of the crossbow.

Suddenly, the method of the empty mysterious Taoist's hand suddenly accelerated, and the sea of blood in the air turned into a spinning whirlpool, completely wrapping the blood skeleton in it.

"The sea of swords is boundless!"

Then, several spiritual charms suddenly flew out of the sleeve of the empty Xuan Taoist, turned into a huge Thunderbolt, and splitting on the blood skeleton. Suddenly, the blood skeleton was surrounded by light smoke, and gradually began to be one or two... full of all kinds of small mouths, and it was about to turn into powder.

echoed with the empty Xuan Taoist, and the blood infinite suddenly coiled the whole dragon's body. The dragon horn above the head turned into a flowing light, like thunder, hitting the head of the demon ancestors with a single horn. At the same time, four giant claws flew over, like a combo, towards the hands of the ancestors of all demons. The huge bone stick went away.

"Rang——"

Four consecutive strikes turned into one place. Suddenly, Wanmo Laozu's bone stick could not stop the sharp horn light emitted by the infinite blood, and could only helplessly release the one-horn on his forehead and collided with each other.

"Boom-"

The two sharp corners were separated and flew back to the top of the two people's heads. Their unicorns were no longer as gorgeous as before, just as the energy accumulated in them had disappeared.

At the same time, the huge bone stick of Wanmo Laozu also turned into powder and dissipated invisible under the repeated attacks of the four giant claws with infinite blood.

Suddenly, Wanmo Laozu fell into an unprecedented dilemma. The blood skeleton was destroyed, the bone rod was destroyed, and the unicorn was hit. Except for the useless skeleton shadows of the two gods, it seemed that Wanmo Ancestors had no means of attack.

The ancestor of Wanmo also seemed to be aware of his predicament. He roared loudly, four hoofs flew into the air, and kicked them casually. From time to time, they flew out of pillars of light from above and went to the empty Xuandao and the infinite blood. However, for the two monks in the divine period, such a simple beam of light attack, There is no effect at all.

The two sneered and mobilized the mana in their bodies, moving towards the ancestors of Wanmo. The sword sea of Kongxuan Taoist is like a colorful dragon. While stirring freely, it has derived different formations. At this last moment, he seems to be unable to wait. His hands quickly pinch the Dharma decision, and his face is slightly pale. It can be seen that mobilizing so many flying swords at one time is also extremely for him. A big burden.

"All swords return to one!"

All the flying swords soared, like a greedy insect, which condensed together in an instant and turned into a thick mixed-colored light sword. Under the control of the empty mysterious Taoist, it stabbed the huge demon ancestor's body. Suddenly, the ruins space surged up, and the hills along the way turned into powder.

At the same time, the bloodless body suddenly condensed, and the thousand-long body turned into a hundred-foot-long Jiaolong body, from blood to black and red body, and the scales on the body emitted cold light. The four claws were like the blade of the sky. With the rotation of the dragon's body, they turned into a black blood light, towards the ancestors of all demons. Cut head-on.

The two hit each other, but the ancestors of Wanmo in the air seemed to have no intelligence at all. His body shone red, forming a blood armor full of strange patterns. Then, they waited quietly in the air like that. The two heads looked blankly at the skyless day, and only a few large gems shining relics seemed to fall into something. Kind of meditation.

Thousands, hundreds of feet...

In an instant, the sword pillar and bloodless black blood light of the empty Xuan Daojin flew in front of the demon ancestors. Looking at the hundred-foot-high demon body, the two were excited for a moment. Since then, there was no more Xuanming Island in the vast sea.

"Ji Jie..."

Just as the attack of the two was about to hit the body of Wanmo Laozu, Wanmo Laozu suddenly burst into a strange smile. Then, their attack hit the magic body of Wanmo Laozu. Suddenly, the black gas permeated. After a moment, Wanmo Laozu's soul must be annihilated.

However, why did the ancestor of Wanmo still have a strange smile when he was dying? From the only remaining hand of Wanmo's ancestor, it kept getting bigger and bigger, and the white bone necklace covering the three answered the questions of Kongxuan Taoist and bloodless.

In an instant, the huge white bone necklace imprisoned the monks of the three divine periods of Wanmo Laozu, Kongxuan Taoist and Blood Inextreme. At the same time, the crazy voice of Wanmo Laozu also sounded in their souls at the same time.

Let's die together! Jie Jie..."

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