Chapter 1071: world

The voice was rough and majestic, with mixed emotions such as surprise and fear.
Cultivator?
Shanhaiwang was puzzled, and Lava King looked at Zhao Shi suspiciously.
Zhao Shi was smashed back three hundred miles by a tiger's claw. The mana in his body was turbulent, and the sea of ​​blood instantly shrank by one-tenth, and he had already suffered considerable injuries.
This is not a shot by Da Neng himself, but a shadow of power.
He instantly rejected the idea of ​​throwing himself into the battle of mighty power. The blood lotus sword surrounded his body, and the aura of the world vibrated slightly and poured into his dantian, making his physical injury quicker.
"Ancestor..." Shanhaiwang couldn't help but said to the desolate ancient holy tiger above his head. Every soul left in this strange sea of ​​blood was alarming him. This was not a power he could resist.
The ancient holy tiger did not respond to his words and let Zhao Shi recover.
After twelve breaths, the turbulent aura of heaven and earth around Zhao Shi calmed down, and the head of the holy tiger in front of him said: "The younger generation of blood, see the king of human power."
"Blood sea? It is completely different from the power aura of the ancestor of the first dragon, but the nature of true qi is the same thing that you call mana..." The king of men pondered, seeing the unique etiquette of the cultivator feel strange Familiar with.
I have only seen it in family records before, and I don't want to see the real thing.
"Where are your parents?" He asked bluntly. He didn't have much interest in talking to Zhao Shi. Only the strong people of the same rank could talk to Da Neng.
"It will take some time for my parents to arrive. The younger generation is just a pathfinder..." Zhao Shi respectfully said.
"Then let me see your soul."
There is no joy or sorrow in the giant eyes of the ancient sacred tiger, there is no doubt.
The claws of the gods appeared, blocking and freezing the void of hundreds of miles, and the true meaning of martial arts like wolf smoke rose into the sky, covering the sun, and the burst of strength instantly surpassed the peak of the previous dull shadow.
The respect on Zhao Shi's face disappeared, "Senior, you may not be able to do this with a power phantom."
The blood lotus sword rose to the sky, and the blood became brighter and brighter, turning into a crescent moon, and 998 deep-sea vortices measuring tens of meters in size appeared on the ground.
While breathing, the blood-colored ice crystal flying sword formed from the vortex that had swallowed countless blood sea water, and turned into a blood moon that flew into the sky with sword light.
There is a natural attraction between the meniscus and the blood ice flying sword. During the flight, it bends, folds, deforms, and transforms into a lotus flower flapping in the wind. The tumbling sea of ​​blood is its base curtain.
The teenager standing in the center of the flying petals is like a person among the gods.
Yang Qiushui was dumbfounded.
She had never thought that the battle could be so good-looking, there was no flesh, flesh and bones, only flowers in the sky.
Is this a cultivator?
boom!
Shenfeng Tiger Claw didn't care about these things, like a rough man who didn't know what elegance slammed into the manor full of flowers, knocking the blood lotus in front of him to pieces, and the surrounding scenery was empty.
"Ok?"
Once again, Huang Gu Shenghu had an overwhelming advantage and frowned deeply, with shock.
Among the blood lotus petals floating in the sky, the core lotus platform and a small part of the Baili Sword Qi Blood Lotus were smashed for hundreds of miles, and the void layers were broken along the way, and the aura was dim.
But there is no sign of serious injury and loss of combat effectiveness.
"how is this possible?"
The Lava King and the Mountain Sea King were full of horror. This was a powerful blow. The person in front of him was obviously not powerful, but he was not dead or even seriously injured!
The blood lotus that was closed into lotus seeds slowly opened, and the figure of a young man in a black Taoist robe appeared again among the blooming petals.
Zhao Shi glanced at the phantom that became more vague after using the full force of the martial arts, and said lightly: "Senior King, I seem to be right. A mere phantom is not enough to execute your will."
"kill!"
Shoo!
The sword lotus of the size of hundreds of miles disintegrated into a bite of blood ice flying sword, with the blood lotus sword as the forefront edge to kill the ancient holy tiger in the sky, the flying sword covering the sky, the sword intent of the cold involuntarily infiltrated Everyone’s heart.
Roar!
The ancient holy tiger roared, the sound wave like a huge wave destroyed a piece of blood ice flying sword, claws snapped his mouth, broken ice splashed, but his body at this time was almost transparent, and there was not much strength to support it.
The sound wave blocked the three breaths, and after the three breaths, the supplementary blood ice flying swords continuously flew out of the sea of ​​blood to drown him.
Every part of the 30,000-meter-high Wild Ancient Sage Tiger was covered with a mouthful of flying swords that were constantly assassinating, gnawing his body frantically, causing his roaring and struggling body to gradually shrink.
"Junior, you are looking for death!" The wild ancient holy tiger was furious, and his majestic and indifferent voice made people tremble involuntarily, as if an infinitely large wild ancient holy tiger appeared in his heart, tearing his soul into countless pieces.
"You can't do it." Zhao Shi's expression was faint, and the sword intent of the sea of ​​blood emerged, killing the desolate ancient sage tiger martial arts in his heart.
It's easy, there is no entanglement outside.
In terms of spiritual consciousness, warriors are too weak, especially those who have lost physical protection.
After a while, the desolate ancient holy tiger shrank to the size of a head, his struggling movements were extremely weak, and he finally stopped moving.
The blood lotus sword and countless blood-colored ice crystal flying swords around returned to the sea of ​​blood, revealing the desolate ancient holy tiger with only one head left.
Still looking dignified and cold, staring at Zhao Shi coldly.
"Sure enough, the powerful strength is different from the cultivator of the god." Zhao Shi sighed lightly after winning, without any complacency: "Are you now fighting a warrior of the same rank? A mere phantom of power can still exert such strength, I am not as good. "
The ancient holy tiger calmly said: "If there is a cultivator of the Void-level behind you, today's affairs are the naughty and active of the juniors.
If not, I will tear off your pretentious junior little by little, so that you will never live beyond your life, even the evil martial power cannot stop it. "
"Oh, that's really bad temper."
boom!
A blood-red sword aura emerged, smashing his last head into pieces and dissipating in the world.
There was silence within thousands of miles, and only the sound of a sea of ​​blood roaring and rolling between the world and the earth, Senhan's sword intent was all over every space.
There are also the voices of several kings gulping.
King Shanhai smiled reluctantly: "My Immortal Cultivator, since you are from a foreign land, you must have a chance to cooperate with my royal family. The king of my clan is the top power in the world, and he has close personal relationships with other great powers in the Federation..."
A wave slapped over, drowning his words, and nothing was left in place, there was no struggle to resist.
The hearts of the surrounding kings are even colder.
Zhao Shi looked on the Flame Throne and said lightly: "Your Excellency Lava King, I think it is a very correct and wise strategic decision to reap the benefits of the fisherman. I wonder what you think?"
The father-in-law's remarks are of course joking, that this relationship does not exist at all.