Chapter 80: .Whip into the inside, Yuan Ying out of the body

Dao Guangsen kills coldly, fiercely brutal, far beyond the ordinary Jingyuelou martial artist.
The Jingyuelou elder Tang Jian, who had previously fought with the old blood shadow demon, used the cold moon knife passed down by the Jingyuelou progenitor, which was a far cry from Yao Kui.
The rain of blood in the sky was split by Lengyue Dao Guangsheng, and the light of the knife went up against the sky, cutting the blood phoenix straight.
"Afraid you won't make it?" Old Blood Shadow sneered.
The blood phoenix flapped its wings in mid-air, and its feathers turned into blood lines, crisscrossing the sky and the earth, as thin as a net.
Yao Kui's Lengyue knife flew past, severing blood lines, and kept moving upward.
But every time it touches a blood line, the light of the knife is dimmed, and there are more stains on the blade.
Countless blood threads intertwined, eventually contaminating Leng Yuedao.
Although the sword light is strong, it is constantly being worn away, and eventually becomes the end of the strong crossbow.
In the end, the fine blood web was more than half cut, but the Lengyue Knife that Yao Kui threw out was like a flying insect crashing into the web, it was stuck and could not move.
Yao Kui used his own energy to drive the sword back, but found that Lengyue Dao was stuck in the blood web and he no longer listened to his control.
In the midair, there were even more blood beams, which quickly spread towards Yao Kui.
It was actually contaminated with his aura, and in turn the intention was to contaminate Yao Kui himself.
Yao Kui's complexion changed slightly, and the opponent's magic skills were more evil and domineering than he expected.
He can only cut off his own energy and give up Leng Yuedao completely.
The blood phoenix uttered a stern and long scream, lines flying all over the sky, and flew towards everyone in Jingyue Tower.
The blood shadow old demon was so relieved that he couldn't help but want to roar up to the sky.
Although the warrior is good at fighting, he is not bad.
The same is the seventh stage, and the strength is the same.
The key is that the "Phoenix Blood Book" he trained is better than the other party's Jingyuelou martial arts inheritance.
Since he was taught the "Phoenix Blood Book" by his majesty, the old man has been diligent and hard-working, and now he has finally achieved some results... As the old devil laughed, the blood phoenix's wings vibrated and dived directly, attacking the Jingyue Tower. Everyone.
Lines of blood pierced down like a rain of arrows.
Yao Kui was helpless and resisted with a gas shield.
But this time, those blood lines pierced into the air shield one after another like iron nails piercing the leather.
As soon as it pierced into it, every blood line was like a strange snake with its own life and thought, constantly twisting.
The originally invisible and colorless air shield, at this moment, it was like blood dripping into a pond and was quickly dyed red.
Yao Kui felt that the other party's evil power was attacking him through the air shield.
At the critical juncture, other Jingyue Tower warriors threw their cold moon knives one after another to attack the blood phoenix and relieve their elder Yao.
The blood phoenix completely ignored it, treating it as nothing.
Dozens of Leng Yue Knives slashed into the blood phoenix body.
The blood and water that made up the Phoenix's body vibrated, and after continuous ups and downs, it returned to its original state.
And those Jingyuelou disciples discovered that they all lost control of their weapons.
The next moment, the phoenix spread its wings, and saw a crescent scimitar, which actually looked like a feather at the end of its wings.
The Old Blood Shadow Old Demon was there, suppressing Yao Kui while imitating Zhang Dongyun's past actions.
Seeing that he seemed to reproduce his majesty's grace, the old demon was extremely happy.
The blood phoenix that he incarnates flashed its wings, and the crescent scimitar flew out under the bloodline to counterattack the people in Mirror Moon Tower.
The Jingyuelou warrior quickly raised the Jingguang Buckler to resist.
However, more than a dozen round shields were cut on the spot, and the disciples of Jingyuelou behind the shields were killed by their own crescent scimitars.
When the old demon was playing arbitrarily, he suddenly became alert.
A big river, hanging in the air, rushed towards him.
The source of the river is a volume of calligraphy and painting.
Its owner is Cheng Luo, Mr. Ling Ping of the Cheng family.
Cheng Luo waved a few splashes of ink and wrote a poem of Qinghe to cleanse the filthy, manifesting the river and washing the blood.
The old blood shadow demon is not afraid of being an enemy.
The blood phoenix's wings shook, dragged by the blood line, dozens of crescent-like blade lights slashed towards the river.
The river was cut into many sections by the knife.
However, Cheng Luo was not surprised. After the long river transformed by the poem was cut off, it did not lose control. Instead, it volleyed into dozens of streams and continued to change.
Under Cheng Luo's control, these dozens of currents, like a flexible whip, slapped the blood line extending from the blood phoenix.
The water whip is everywhere, like a quasi-quasi-strike in the place where the blood line is weak, breaking the blood line continuously.
Losing the blood line connection, those crescent scimitars fell uncontrollably.
"Whip into the house? How much can you beat the old man?" Old Blood Shadow sneered again and again.
He knew that Cheng Luo was a Confucian cultivator in the seventh realm, and he had a magical power to penetrate into it.
The Confucian practice of the seventh realm, called Zhizhi, is in line with the sixth realm.
Investigate things to learn, explore the principles of things, and gain insights from them.
The Confucian practitioners of the sixth stage explore the mystery of all things, which can influence illusory talents, influence the tangible things in reality, and transform their lips and tongues.
At the seventh level, you can gain insight into all kinds of truths, see through the reality of everything, perceive the flow of the enemy's breath at all times, and avoid or look for flaws in advance.
Obtain a magical power, called the whip into the interior, to discern the enemy's flaws, and to specifically target them, with half the effort.
The old blood shadow demon had repeatedly fought fiercely before, and Cheng Luo did not take the first shot, but was carefully observing the old demon.
Then he made a plan and moved, and he succeeded in one blow.
However, the old demon was fierce, and immediately set off a more fierce counterattack, holding on to the idea of ​​a force for ten guilds, attacking Cheng Luo.
Cheng Luo continued to write while chanting poems.
The combination of blooming and exporting in the pen, coupled with the magical powers of whip into the inside, constantly washes away the attacks of the old demons.
Thousands of blood lines stretched out from the blood phoenix, which was airtight and flexible.
Although Cheng Luo could crack most of them, he began to struggle more and more.
Fortunately, after his interruption, the pressure on Jingyuelou Yao Kui's side was relieved, and he immediately counterattacked.
The two work together to resist the monstrous and fierce power of the old blood shadow demon.
On the other side, the Jingtong people were holding the Lihuo golden lamp, trying to break through the black clouds in front of them.
But after breaking through the dark clouds, what he saw was not a way out, but an old man in black.
Mr. Wuyun calmly squeezed a technique, and then took a breath.
Suddenly, a cloudy wind swept through, causing the lights above Jingtong people's heads to shake.
The Taoist priest himself was unstable and almost fell from the clouds.
He quickly cast a spell, and the dark red flame turned into a boundless sea of ​​flames.
However, under the harsh wind blowing, the sea of ​​fire was also difficult to approach, and it went out in pieces.
Upon seeing this, Jingtong people gritted their teeth secretly.
The fire above his head flickered and a dark red baby appeared.
Yuan Ying is out!
In the seventh realm of Taoism, people in Jingtong show their own souls, condensing Xuanfu and Lihuo.
The dark red flames gathered into a ball, and then spun into a huge fire wheel.
As the flames condensed and turned, they finally barely resisted the overwhelming wind.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Wuyun just smiled casually.
The next moment, a black wind blade appeared without warning, and flashed by.
The dark red steamer was cut in half.
The baby on the top of Jingtongren's head looked blankly and looked down.
A gap appeared on the dark red Yuan Ying's body, dividing him into two.