Chapter 272: Terrifying Titan Real Body

With the injection of blood, the Blood Soul Tower is like a magic weapon for resurrection, terrifying to an extreme, the light of the Blood Soul illuminates dozens of feet, like a handle blood sword penetrating the void.
"Ye Wushuang, let's die." An Shijie sipped, pushed with both palms, the blood soul tower carrying the peerless killer shrouded towards Ye Wushuang.
As long as Ye Wushuang is stained with the light of the blood soul, he can also pierce his body.
Ye Wushuang's eyes narrowed, and he knew the terribleness of the Blood Soul Tower, and immediately raised the Dragon Blood Sword.
The world is gone!
He gave a cold drink, chopped it off, and the sky fell from the sky, cutting the sky open.
The endless chaos was presented in front of him, and it was obvious that everyone like Bai Qingjun was foolish, and his eyes were almost out of his eyes.
This means makes them impossible to imagine.
Bang!
Jie destroys a sword, a knife destroys, wherever he goes, the light of the blood soul is annihilated.
Bang!
The blood curtain was split on the huge blood step, and a blood-colored light curtain was rippling, spreading out to the four sides, rolling up a hurricane, sweeping the sky.
The Blood Soul Tower continued to tremble and flew back.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ye Wushuang took a step across the air, and the Dragon Blood Sword also slashed at An Shijie.
He didn't know the breath from Feng Tianfeng.
An Shijie wants to solve him as soon as possible, but why doesn't he want to solve An Shijie as soon as possible.
Stepping on the floating light, the world annihilation and tearing away.
"It's impossible, you are a little true Yuan Jiuzhong, how can you defeat my blood soul to eat the sky." An Shijie looked at the blood soul tower flying backwards, incredibly, and was going crazy.
Ye Wushuang could not be killed. He could not be killed by powerful means.
"You're old now, it's time to get in!"
Ye Wushuang sneered, the treasure was cast, and he slashed in the air. The dragon blood sword, like the resurrected blood dragon, slammed into the blood soul tower.
"Damn little beast, you must die, you must." An Shijie's grimace, the stronger Ye Wushuang was, the more fearful he was. He had reached the point of endless death. He would die if he did not kill Ye Wushuang.
"Small beast, do you think that the strength is stronger, why does the elder want you?" An Shijie said, drinking coldly: "The blood soul eats the sky, and uses my body to block the eight wastelands."
After speaking, An Shijie rushed to the Blood Soul Tower, and the aging body instantly merged into the Blood Soul Tower.
Like the Blood Soul Tower, the Blood Soul Tower shuddered and collapsed into a ball of blood, rushing to Ye Wushuang like lightning.
Boom!
The light of the Blood Soul slammed on the Dragon's Blood Sword, and with a click, there were cracks in the blade, which nearly collapsed, and Jiechi was blocked.
At the same time, the light of blood soul stabbed Ye Wushuang's body.
The light of the blood soul is too fast, Ye Wushuang is too late to contend, he can only defend, and immediately yells: "Treasure body protects me!"
Huh!
The light of the blood soul fell on Ye Wushuang's body, like a thousand swords smashing through, sending out the sound of golden iron and iron symphony, sparks, bright radiance, and indestructible dragon scale armor.
Bang!
The powerful impact force Ye Wushuang back a dozen feet, his clothes exposed small holes, his skin was punctured.
Ye Wushuang held his body, but was shocked. I did not expect that the light of this blood soul was so horrible. If it were not for the treasure, it would inevitably be fragmented and smashed today.
"The method of this old dog is really not simple. No wonder it can be the position of law enforcement elder."
Ye Wushuang's face sank.
The blood was rising slowly, like a blood day, and rushed to Ye Wushuang quickly.
A powerful air machine burst out from it and locked Ye Wushuang dead, "Ye Wushuang, you can die now."
Sen Han's voice came out of the blood, not from An Shijie, who was it?
The blood day fell, and a blood curtain covered almost all of the broken Jianfeng, leaving Ye Wushuang to escape, including the group of disciples watching at the same time.
The terrible death opportunity made them extremely scared.
"Elder An, stop, stop!"
Those disciples are also yelling madly. If the blood curtain falls, the light of the blood soul is too terrible, so that they all feel that they are about to disappear and flee madly.
"An Shijie still can't stop."
In the distance, Nangong Liuyun, who has not approached, sees his face, his face sinks, and this attack by An Shijie is difficult to cope with even the Lingquan Realm. If he deals with Ye Wushuang, he still has a chance to survive?
Thinking of this, Nangong Liuyun also reached out with one hand, ready to block.
Looking at Ye Wushuang below, his expression remained unchanged, his sharp eyes stared coldly.
"Boy, shoot him with a giant spirit."
In the chaotic space, Totoro is humming.
Ye Wushuang followed his hands and quickly made a gesture.
A mysterious mark condensed in the void and quickly penetrated into his brows.
"Kacha!"
Suddenly, Ye Wushuang's body joints rang loudly, and a burst of blood burst into the sky.
A golden giant shrouded in Ye Wushuang's body, rising from the sky, full of arms and legs, like the same ancient wild god.
This is the true spirit of Ye Wushuang!
The face of the golden giant can't be seen clearly, but its size is several times larger than that of the giant spirit family. The sheer strength makes Ye Wushuang extremely excited.
As if at this moment he could reach out and tear the world.
The blood curtain shrouded, Ye Wushuang's eyes burst into the sky.
"crack!"
The word coldly spit, the golden giant leaned in with both hands, stretched out towards the blood-colored sky, and violently tore, faintly heard a stab, the scary blood curtain, like a piece of paper, was torn.
Bang!
The golden giant slaps his back, slaps directly towards the day, and covers the sky with a slap, and then slaps the day.
Huh!
Suddenly, the split between An Shijie and the Blood Soul Tower was split directly.
puff!
An Shijie rolled out, spitting blood with big mouths, and the blood was dripping like rain, and he was instantly old for decades.
"What does this mean?"
He looked at the Golden Giant in horror, and hurriedly urged the Blood Soul Tower to block the golden palm, but the man ran frantically, "Sect Lord, save me, Ye Wushuang, this beast has fallen into magic, kill him quickly."
Looking at the flying clouds in Nangong, An Shijie frantically asked for help.
"collapse!"
Ye Wushuang drank coldly, followed closely, and the golden giant slap across the sky, slap it on the Blood Soul Tower, a psychic treasure-level pagoda, and burst into pieces.
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At the same time, another big golden palm was also shot at Ye Wushuang An Shijie.
A shadow flashed, An Shijie's body was shot, like a cannonball hit the ground, with a bang, the dust shot dozens of feet, flying into the sky.
Bang!
The golden giant stepped on An Shijie.
This scene, even though Nangong Liuyun can see the shock in the void, the golden giant, it feels terrible to him.
Such a terrifying power appeared to a disciple of Jinyuan Jiuzhong, making him feel incredible.
He took a long time to return to God, stepped over An Shijie, and hurriedly shouted, "Ye Wushuang, no way."
"Boom!"
As soon as the voice fell, the soles of the feet were stepped on, and the earthquake trembled, as if to be stepped on.