Chapter 35 Blood Spirit Crossing the Disaster
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"Exiting--"
When Fengyang Zhenjun said a word, the great diffus wind wrapped in the blood spirit began to rotate rapidly like a whirlpool and squeezed it towards the blood spirit in it, and the blood spirit was also unwilling to burst into blood, resisting the squeeze of the greatyan shen feng. The four remnant blades on the four arms were also black and bloody. The light stretched out from the top of the blade and reassembled into a complete weapon. However, from the pressure emitted from those reconstructed weapons, it can be seen that the current blood spirit, whether it is its own momentum or the four weapons, is not as good as before. It seems that the damage caused by the seven-color flower explosion of the blue wind and snow is really not Small.
"Open--"
The four-armed blood spirit shouted loudly, and suddenly the blood-colored knife, the blood-colored long gun, the blood-colored giant axe, and the blood-colored long whip burst out a series of light. At the same time, they attacked the black whirlwind. The sound like a dragon and the roar of a tiger suddenly resounded across the earth, and I don't know what the Great Yan Shenfeng and the four blood-colored soldiers have produced. The reaction actually made a magical sound. Even the Tongming Taoist, Jianren and Situ Lang, who hid thousands of miles away, could only sit cross-legged and silently waiting for the result of the confrontation between the two top god monks. As for those ordinary Yuanying monks, perhaps at the beginning, they still fantasized that they could It was enough to get some advantage when the two monks fought against each other. However, the magic sound that had just sounded was like a demon outside the domain and went straight into their souls. However, for a moment, those monks in the early Yuanying period with low cultivation closed their eyes and sat down one after another, and there was no sound, although he Their bodies are still sitting, but their souls have long disappeared and invisible. It can be seen that this magic sound is powerful, and there are twelve monks who died directly.
"Mook-"
The blood spirit saw that its four magic soldiers could not break through the great wind of the true king for a long time. He couldn't help roaring at the sky and making extraordinary sound waves, directly turning the ground and void of a hundred miles around into powder. What's more terrible is that the originally broken unicorn on the head of the blood spirit actually began to be violent. And rapid growth, at the same time, the height of the blood spirit also began to rise rapidly and become bigger. Although there is the erosion of the Great Yan Shenfeng, I don't know what potential or secret skills are used at this moment. It can actually resist the invasion of Dayan Shenfeng with his body. Feng Yang Zhenjun's face also changed. He Although it was expected that the Blood Spirit Demon Master must have been seriously injured under the explosion of the seven-color flower, he obviously forgot one thing, that is, the magic monks often mean strangeness and mystery. Even ordinary magic monks will not easily let people know his cards, let alone those who have lived like blood spirits for thousands of years. Old monster. So, it is obvious that the blood spirit at this moment is definitely one of his secret tricks.
Feng Yangzhenjun guessed correctly. At this moment, the blood spirit used a magic power that he was born with as a mysterious drop of blood bead, called "blood face world". At this time, the great change of the body was only the beginning, but after a moment, when the body of the blood spirit grew high to After reaching a hundred feet, the four magic soldiers in his hand also began to grow up at the same time. The blood-colored knife, blood-colored axe, blood-colored gun, and blood-colored whip burst out a bright annihilation at the same time, which expanded the encirclement of Dayan Shenfeng more than a hundred times. Moreover, while forcing Dayan Shenfeng away, the four magic soldiers actually The four arms of the blood spirit, which also became about a hundred feet long, began to merge, as if the four magic soldiers themselves were part of the blood spirit's body. At this moment, when the blood spirit encountered a life-and-death crisis, the four magic soldiers finally wanted to enter the mother body and began to fulfill their obligations. Of course, just all this It's just the beginning!
However, one thing is known in the world of cultivation, that is, even if the magic power of the monk of the devil is so strange and how powerful the body of the demon cultivation is, it is not as powerful as the magic weapon of the immortal practitioner. At this moment, Feng Yangzhenjun is obviously fought out of the liver fire, and finally Yu controlled the red wooden sword that had been hovering under his feet, pinched the sword with his right hand, and gently pointed in the direction of the blood spirit!
"sw--"
Feng Yangzhenjun's finger just pointed to the blood spirit. After the explosion, the red wooden sword that had stopped in the air flew to the direction of the blood spirit. There were only remnants left behind him. The remnants of the Taoist shadows were connected, as if to show how fast the wooden sword was. Of course, As long as the monks are a little familiar with Fengyang Zhenjun, most of them know that the wooden sword used by Fengyang Zhenjun at this moment is the flying sword he used to dominate the world in those years - the Fire Cloud Sword!
Yes, the "Fire Cloud Sword" is not only the best offensive spiritual treasure, but also contains the power of fire clouds, which can resonate with the clouds in the air. It can not only imprison the void around the attacking targets, but also make a brief teleportation between the clouds. The speed is extremely fast. It can be said that in the clear sky, "Fire Cloud Sword" is definitely one of the most defenseless killers.
"Thorn--"
After this loud noise, the tip of a red wooden sword has appeared in the body of the blood spirit, but I don't know what changes have happened to the blood spirit at this moment. Although the fire cloud sword is like a gathering body of fire clouds, it not only pierces through the body of the blood spirit, but also forms a huge hole, but also makes blood The spirit's body began to burn slowly. At this time, if it were an ordinary monk, I'm afraid he would have lost half of his life, but at this moment, the blood spirit seemed to be unaware of it. The huge one-horned head looked down at his chest and found the huge wooden sword in his chest, so he slowly stretched out to melt himself. The four arms of the magic soldier were combined and held the wooden sword on his chest. Although it was a slow speed, don't forget how huge the blood spirit was at this moment. However, it appeared next to the wooden sword in an instant. While the big hands had unfolded, blood-colored ripples hit the water like a whip. Although the waves formed are small, they continue to surround the wooden sword, as if they want to exhaust the power of the wooden sword, but——
With a whist, everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and saw that the fire cloud sword had disappeared in the chest of the blood spirit, but hovered on the head of the blood spirit. Then, the four huge arms of the blood spirit kept waving, bringing bursts of wind, dark clouds, huge waves and ripples from time to time, towards red. The fire cloud sword constantly attacks and wants to trap it, but the fire cloud sword seems to have become a cute and naughty elf. Even if the huge body of the blood spirit keeps rotating, it can't grasp the figure of the fire cloud sword. In just a quarter of an hour, the fire cloud sword hits the huge body of the blood spirit. There are dozens of dark pits burned by fire. Although these pits are only small and tiny parts compared with the huge volume of the blood spirit and the almost immortal body, the fire cloud sword, as the best of spiritual treasures, cannot be underestimated from the damage to the blood spirit. Therefore, blood The spirit will still make a huge roar from time to time, which sounds really sad. Obviously, the blood spirit at this moment is also angry by the trick of the fire cloud sword, which is obviously intolerable by the proud blood spirit demon, so the blood spirit also began to change again.
"Oh-"
In a roar, the blood spirit kept beating his chest with his huge four arms, and suddenly stirred up a huge wave. These waves, listening to the ears of those Yuanying monks, was like a magic sound, suddenly those Yuanying monks spit out a mouthful of blood again, when However, those are all blood, and the damage to their bodies cannot be underestimated. Seeing this scene, Feng Yangzhenjun roared and reminded those Yuanying monks: "Tongming Taoist, Jianzhen, Situ Lang, you three lead the remaining Yuanying monks to form a large array to resist the blood spirit and soul-eating magic sound..."
It turns out that the roar of the blood spirit at this moment actually brings out the famous "soul-eating magic sound". You should know that the soul-eating magic sound is not only extremely vicious in the magic way, but also extremely difficult to practice. In the whole magic way, it can be cultivated into a soul-eating magic sound. If it is not talented, it is really big. The opportunity, the great courage, dares to fight with heaven and earth with his own life, and obviously, the blood spirit at this moment is one of them.
Hearing Feng Yangzhenjun's body shape, Tongming Taoist, Jianzhen and Situ Lang hurriedly lifted their spiritual power completely. Combined with the surrounding Yuanying monks, they began to resist the erosion of the magic sound. Sure enough, although monks spit blood from time to time, they were no longer spit like that. It's a large area, and at this time, the battle between the blood spirit and Fengyang Zhenjun is just beginning.
"Boom-"
"Bum--"
"Wangla--"
"Boom-"
A huge explosion that comes to mind from time reveals the fierceness of the battle between the two. Unfortunately, at this time, many infancy monks who can only resist the soul-eating magic sound that is always attached to the attack of the blood spirit have no chance to face it, because even if they form a large array to resist the magic sound After the erosion, eight infancy monks died again and died quietly.
"Puff--"
The blood spirit's body flew back hundreds of feet again, and the holes on the body were more and bigger. A stream of blue blood emerged from the body and fell to the ground. Those places stained with blue blood suddenly turned into nothingness at the same time, which was really shocking.
"Cough..."
Feng Yang Zhenjun's body also kept retreating, and his face suddenly pale as white as snow and suddenly as red as fire. The fire cloud sword, which had been flowing all the time, also seemed to have lost its power at the beginning, and gradually began to slowly disappear. Little by little, drop by drop, from the beginning to a hundred feet, it reached Now it is only ten feet long, and I don't know whether it has consumed all the energy or been polluted by the body of the blood spirit and began to slowly melt. Of course, it may be both.
In this way, after fighting fiercely again for half an hour, the first thing was that the Huoyun Sword couldn't stand it. After hearing a "shudder", it seemed to make a wail like a child. Then the Huoyun Sword silently turned into powder and disappeared invisible. Suddenly, only the Great Yan Shenfeng was still extremely thin. In addition, he tightly resisted the invasion of the invisible ripples emitted by the huge body of the blood spirit from time to time. Seeing this scene, Fengyang Zhenjun had no choice but to fly out of his sleeve again with a bronze lamp and flew towards the fire spirit in the light.
As soon as the words of the blood spirit fell, I saw that the huge blood droplets straight to the sky turned invisible again, which seemed to be integrated into heaven and earth. Then, the breath of the blood spirit suddenly changed. Even if standing in the void that can be seen in front of him, Feng Yang Zhenjun actually felt I can't smell the blood.
"This, this, integration into the world, this is the breath of the disaster period! How can you..." Feng Yang Zhenjun was shocked by the sudden change of blood spirit and hurriedly retreated. At the same time, he shouted, "You retreat quickly!"
Unfortunately, before Tongming Taoist and others retreated with many Yuanying monks, they saw that the blood seemed to have moved their four arms slightly. Then, among those Yuanying monks suddenly fell down seven monks, and now the only living Yuanying monks were only at the peak of Yuanying. , or three people who have their own lives-saving treasures. Tongming Taoist, Situlang and Jian Zhenren looked at the blood spirit in the distance in afar. While looking at each other, they hurriedly retreated. The blood spirit also seemed to be disdain for the three of them. They did not take action again, but turned their eyes to the Fengyang Zhenjun who had just calmed down and smiled strangely and said, "Feng Yang Lao Son, how can you fight with me this time..."
However, after hearing the cry of the blood spirit, Fengyang Zhenjun changed his panic. Bai Xu said proudly, "Blood spirit demon lord, don't be too arrogant. If I expected it well, you can't be completely called the disaster period at this moment! Haha, although there is no disturbance of thunderstorm, which makes you safely enter the disaster period and integrate yourself into the world, but there is no baptism of thunderstorm. At this moment, you don't have the power of a real monk during the disaster period! Haha..."
Hearing Feng Yang Zhenjun's words, the three Tongming Taoist people breathed a sigh of relief and only heard the bloody roar:
"You--"
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