Chapter 1387: spell!

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Although Xiao Zhenwei ’s giant tripod came out, it weighed tens of millions of pounds, and then he was filled with his majestic and powerful ethics, and he was unparalleled in power. This slammed and smashed a mountain. All collapsed on the spot.
However, the blood clouds that came from the two groups seemed to be completely unaware of this danger, or they simply did not care. The speed did not diminish, and when it was only a few feet away from Juding, a big hand suddenly came out of one of the blood clouds. The big hand seemed to be condensed with blood, and the blood was still flowing, a ray of blood, flashing frequently, revealing a chilling evil spirit. In such a different phase, even the old people like Mu Tiannan and Ping Xiao are unseen.
It was just that when the hand came out, everyone's heart was awkward, and a sense of danger suddenly took off in their respective hearts.
The hand probed the bleeding cloud, and without any hesitation, he directly patted the giant tripod. Although the hand is full of weird breath, it is only the size of an ordinary person's palm, which is almost insignificant compared to the hill-like shadow of the giant tripod.
But when the hand clapped on the giant tripod, the giant tripod that crashed down was actually halted. Two equally powerful forces competed, and the victory and defeat were difficult to divide. The blood on the hand was filled, and Juding's phantom was dripping and whirling around, and Xiao Zhenwei's expression immediately became solemn.
Not only Xiao Zhenwei, but Mu Tiannan's white eyebrows also wrinkled fiercely, obviously also not surprised!
Seeing that Juding couldn't help the blood-stained man, Xiao Zhenwei waved and took Juding back. The blood-clad man did not pursue, the two groups of blood clouds suddenly accelerated, and brought a sharp, screaming noise to the side of Chang Sibo.
After a while, the blood mist diffused and dissipated, the two figures gradually revealed. Except for the golden lines on the chest, these two blood-clad men are no different from those ordinary blood-clad men in appearance, but they are by no means comparable to other blood-clad men.
A bloodthirsty air rushed straight into the bullfighting, and the turbulent four-sided cloud moved. This is no less inferior to the power of the Holy Spirit Realm, and even more sharp and domineering. Xiao Zhenwei originally had contempt for them, but at this time it was swept away. On the contrary, every nerve in Xiao Zhenwei's whole body was tense, like an enemy.
"No popularity, they are not humans at all!"
Mu Tiannan's divine consciousness swept over the two blood-clothed men, his expression condensed, and Shen Sheng said.
"You still have a little insight! They are the blood emperors who were sacred by our sect masters. Each of them possesses the power of the Holy Soul Realm. Today, let you taste their power!"
"What secret method can actually consecrate the strong man of the Holy Soul Realm? Chang Sibo, your cowhide is too big to blow, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder?" Xiao Zhenwei scoffed.
Chang Sibo glanced at him contemptuously and said with a sneer, "Xia Chongyan knows the cold in winter? How can you know the magical power of our patriarch?"
"Good! Then today, I will let you see how powerful this summer bug is!"
Xiao Zhenwei's explosive temper could no longer be suppressed, and with a loud roar, Juding immediately smashed towards a blood emperor. Seeing that his sweetheart was ridiculed, anger broke out in Ping Wuniang's heart, and the three-color sword roared, and went straight to another blood emperor.
The two come up with a thunderbolt, and they are extremely powerful. Juding's shadow is thick like a mountain, and the three-color Excalibur has violently competed with thunder and lightning, and a madman's breath suddenly swept away with the sweep of the universe.
Chang Sibo looked aside, frowning secretly.
Xiao Zhenwei He Ping Wu Niang He had heard of before, and he was considered to be the best in the second grade family, but it was only so, at least in Chang Sibo's eyes, it was not on the table. Unexpectedly, when I saw it today, it was not true. The cultivation of the two men went straight from the pinnacle of the Shinto to the holy spirit, and it seems that the foundation is still very stable, and it is enough to occupy a place steadily among the powerful in the holy spirit realm.
It is extraordinary that such a great progress can be made in a short period of time.
In addition to these two, Mutianan's performance also surprised him.
Know your own affairs! Chang Sibo knew that his cultivation practice could be promoted so fast, for quite a reason, but Xiao Zhenwei, Ping Wuniang, and Mu Tiannan ’s cultivation practice was also promoted so quickly, for what reason?
Do Taoist Orthodox also have the same super secret method as their blood skeletons? Thinking of these, Chang Sibo's heart must sink forever!
Need to know, the reason why the blood skull can have such a great courage, and at the same time challenge the three major first-class families, this is their biggest reliance! And if Daomen has a similar reliance, the consequences may be unimaginable,
Chang Sibo's heart shook and couldn't calm down for a long time! But if he was to let him know that the improvement of the three people's cultivation was actually due to an unknown young man, I don't know what kind of mood he would be.
Xiao Zhenwei and Wuliang Niang fired at full power, but they did not kill the two blood emperors as they thought. On the contrary, the two sides were trapped in considerable stalemate from the beginning.
The means of the two blood emperors exceeded Xiao Ping's imagination. Especially the vitality that bursts out from them, and overbearing, they can easily cope with the huge mountains and swords like electricity.
Chang Sibo did not exaggerate at all, these two blood emperors really have the power of Holy Soul Realm!
Mu Tiannan's mood became a little bit heavy! I don't know how many blood emperors like this are in the blood skeletons. In the near future, they will definitely become the nightmare of the entire Daomen!
"Stinky boy, die for me!"
When Mu Tiannan and Chang Sibo were very concerned about each other, the Yuhuaping completely went viral!
It is clear that Wandong has been seriously injured, but he just has no way to chase after the victory and kill Wandong completely. On the contrary, Wandong has not given up, but is slowly but firmly regaining his advantage step by step.
what is this? Is it not only inferior to others, but also far from others?
This feeling made Yuhuaping crazy and her eyes turned red!
In the loud roar, Yuhuaping danced with both palms, and all the palms sprayed out thinly, and turned into a ghostly ghost image. Enveloped by the breath.
Not to mention the power geometry of the rain flower screen, but this momentum is enough to let some unwilling opponents collapse on the spot.
"Ghost mystery tricks, why do you hang your teeth?"
It's just that Yuhuaping is facing Wandong at this time, and has truly experienced death! Are the true gods from the nether world afraid of these ghosts?
With a sneer, the reincarnation sword swept out eagerly. There are no bells and whistles, just a sweep, but Jane is also the strongest!
To straighten the song, this is overbearing!
Jianmang was as bright as the snow in the winter, and all the ghosts and evil spirits suddenly turned into clouds and smoke.
Although Yuhuaping hated the pole in his heart, he was also terrified at this time. His figure was vertical, and he couldn't help but retreat back more than ten feet, and he didn't dare to skim Wandong's Jianmang!
"impossible!"
Yuhuaping roared low, smelling like an injured beast.
Li Baiyi and Mu Lian also looked at each other, and they couldn't believe it. Under such circumstances, Wandong could still have such a fighting force. That Yuhuaping was not pinched by paper, it was the strong man of the Holy Soul Realm.
"he……"
Mu Lian was very excited, and suddenly a flash of blood flashed in his eyes, and Fang Xin couldn't help shaking. A bright red trace of blood was slowly flowing down the corner of Wan Dong's mouth, making his face a bit whiter.
Looking closer, Wan Dong clearly concealed a bit of pain under his plain complexion, and Mu Lian's heart suddenly felt inexplicably painful.
"This seat knows that you are the end of the crossbow!"
Yuhuaping also discovered the blood stains on Wandong's mouth, and the horror on his face faded away suddenly, and he changed into a grimace.
"How about that? You are the same!"
"It's a big talk! Do you think my Yuhuaping can't be bullied?"
A baby with a bad smell, after being seriously injured, still has the power to laugh at herself. Can Yuhua Yan bear it? With a loud noise, he wanted to attack again. But this time, Wan Dong was ahead!
Thousands of miles of blood, no souls exist!
Yuhuaping's ghostly and evil spirits are not enough to see thousands of miles from the blood slaughter of thousands of people. As Wan Dong's sword danced, within a few tens of miles, they were all covered by a thick air. Huo Ran, not only the powerhouses among them, was shocked, but even the blood-clad people who were condensed by blood seemed to be affected, and their movements became obviously slow.
At this time, Wan Dong, under the shadow of the blood of the sky, seemed like a of war who had just stepped out of the blood of the corpse mountain, which made people feel a panic from the heart!
Yuhuaping is even more like an enemy, his hair is upright, he has never been so scared and scared in his life!
"Since this person is not one of my blood skeletons, it must have come from the Daomen. But when did such a strong character appear in the Daomen?" Chang Sibo at this time, his brows were no longer wrinkled, and his mouth was secretly low Murmur.
In Li Baiyi's heart, there was a strong fluke, fortunate that this person is a friend and an enemy! If not, they must be dead today!
"kill!"
Killing the word exit, the sky is full of blood, and it turns into a blade of tens of feet!
This blade is between the world and the earth, and there is indeed a kind of guilty spirit that wants to wipe out thousands of miles of mountains and rivers.
Yuhuaping hasn't even developed the idea of ​​confrontation, and the qi in the body is almost crazy. Dare not to even have a trace of reservation, Yuhuaping launched it with all his strength, and there was a sense of morality, which seemed to flow out like no money, and gathered into a heavy mountain shadow, protecting him.
"Want to cut me, whimsical!"
Seeing the blood flow in the corner of Wandong's mouth, the speed was getting faster and faster, and there were straight filaments converging into a small flow, and the expression of Yuhuaping was a little grim.
He was afraid, but he couldn't admit defeat! He was shocked, but he couldn't back away!
It's about life, it's about Dao Xin! There are not many choices before him, there is only one, that is-fight!
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