Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1390 Nine layers of heavenly blood, the power of destruction!
It's too overwhelming.

Gradually, even Chi Yangxue and the others felt oppressed, their bodies tensed up, their faces looked a bit unsightly, and the gap was a bit unexpected.

Whether it's Su Qinian or Chongtian, the aura of the two seems to have no limit, they are constantly rising, and the starry sky behind them is distorted, as if something is about to break free from nothingness.

hum!
On the starship, some holy masters from the Third Heaven Mountain changed their colors, and the patterns on the hull flickered. Even though they had retreated thousands of miles away, they were still affected.

The gods didn't dare to be negligent, and tried their best to stabilize the starship, but they still felt very strenuous. The cosmic wind generated by the opposing two air engines was even more bone-shattering than a heavenly knife, which made them a little dazed. Once upon a time, the younger generation The duel already had such an atmosphere that even ordinary holy masters couldn't get close.

boom!
A bright thunder rose from the top of Tianshan Mountain, tearing apart the cosmic wind that swept across the starship, turning it into an old man dressed in graceful robes and as majestic as a prison.

"I have seen the master of the punishment hall!"

The saints were surprised at first, and then saluted, especially the many tribesmen of the Third Heaven Mountain on the starship, all showed awe. The sage also revealed that he has passed the first level of the natural barrier, condensed his immortal will, and has taken a solid step on the road to supremacy, and he can be expected to be king.

Slightly nodding towards the saints on the starship, the gaze of the master of the execution hall fell on those two young figures who were only seven feet high but had the aura of demon gods thousands of miles away.

He has practiced for thousands of years, and has already passed the first stage of the supreme road. The eyesight of this punishment hall master is far beyond that of ordinary saints. At this moment, his eyes are dark and gloomy. God, it's still Su Qi's year, the rise of breath has already exceeded his limit.

Generally speaking, those who can become saints are those who are talented and savvy enough to amaze a starry sky. However, the ninth turn of the holy realm is initially detached from the long river of fate. The way forward for most holy masters, but there are always some amazing ancient and modern monsters from all races, fighting against each other, enough to make a saint despair.

Ordinary people only know that the sacred cannot be desecrated, and the saint stands on the top, but they don't know that even if they are both saints, there is a big gap between them.

The Lord of the punishment hall could see that there was a big gap between him and the two people in front of him, whether it was spirit, spirit, or the way and the law, especially the young saint who locked the sky. Transformed into the power of the rudimentary form of the Dao of the Sword order...

The two saints who are less than a hundred years old even got a chance. Even with the thousands of years of experience of the master of the torture hall, it is unheard of. The younger generation is too amazing. The pressure is too great. After all, whoever it is, the accumulation of thousands of years is not as good as decades of practice. I'm afraid it's a little hard to accept.

boom!
At this moment, the two figures under the starry sky moved at the same time.

Like two comets reincarnated for thousands of years, this life collided brazenly in a corner of the universe.

Bang!
The huge impact sound cracked the starry sky, piercing through the chaos at once, and a large piece of chaotic air fell down, like the sky and the sea breaking a bank, pouring into the starry sky of the universe.

Su Qi never retreated, neither did Chong Tian from the Three-Eyed Clan, his two fists shone like immortal iron.

In the bodies of the two young masters, there is a sea of ​​blood surging, making the starry sky tremble. With the two at the center, an invisible field is shrouded, and chaos does not add to them. Except for their Tao and Dharma, everything are suppressed.

Boom!

The next moment, nine colors of blood qi rushed into the bullfighting body from Zhongtian's body, and even the chaotic qi was dispersed. This extremely powerful qi and blood exuded terrifying aura, and even condensed into a huge illusory aura behind it. eyes.

"Nine layers of heavenly blood!"

There is a holy strong man who is terrified and moved. This is the strongest ancestral blood that is accompanied by the nine-fold sky pupil. It is not the supreme physique, but even better than the supreme physique. Therefore, this Chongtian is also known as the descendant of the bloodline of the three-eyed clan's closest ancestors .

In an instant, the power of that fist was soaring, and even the edge of the fist was surrounded by nine colors of light. Su Qinian's eyes lit up suddenly, and infinite light shot out from every inch of his body. The edge of his fist was almost transparent, as holy as glass , accompanied by a dragon chant that shook the starry sky, as if it came across a distant time and space.

Boom!Boom!Boom!Boom!
Neither of them moved, their fists seemed to be glued together, but there was a terrifying heartbeat sound in the starry sky, as if a starry sky was mourning, or as if a celestial god was beating a drum. Thousands of miles away, a group of young All the sacred things changed color.

puff!
Many people coughed up blood at the same time, and then retreated violently, with a look of horror on their faces. Is this still a battle in the holy land?The physique and blood energy of the two people are too terrifying, and the saints are far behind. Some people even suspect that if it is not for the lack of that kind of vitality, in terms of physique alone, perhaps the two people under the starry sky have infinitely approached the realm of the quasi-king.

call!
Without any warning, Su Qinian and Su Qinian retracted their fists at the same time, and then crossed forward again.

clang!
There was no flamboyance, the two stood still a few feet apart, their fists collided, one at a time, even the sparks stopped flying, but the two shocking blood became more and more intense.

There were no waves in the starry sky, and the terrifying metal tremolo continued. The two fists became faster and faster, and soon turned into two auroras, and the metal tremolo also formed a line.

hum!
An indescribable transparent ripple, soundless and silent, spread like ripples towards the starry sky in all directions from the impact of the fist and light.

That is……

The pupils of some elder sacred powerhouses shrank suddenly, as if they had thought of something, they retreated like a snake and scorpion crazily, although several starships had withdrawn thousands of miles away, the faces of a group of saints who piloted them were still pale with horror, the ripples The spread is too fast, and it is close in front of you in an instant, not to mention retreating into the void world, even if you hide into the chaotic void, you can't escape.

"The power of destruction!"

In front of the top of Tianshan Mountain, the master of the punishment hall's eyes were like lightning. He stretched out his hand and grasped it. The immortal edge froze and condensed into the edge of the sword. He slashed down with one sword. The light of the sword stirred up thirty thousand miles, like a cosmic sword. The peak, pressing down horizontally, one after another, illusory stars looming, entangled on Jianfeng.

Boo!
Like a dream bubble, there is no imaginary destruction, and there is no grand impact sound. The spreading ripples and the immortal sword light dissipate at the same time, annihilating into nothingness.

Boom!
The old man was shocked to step back half a step, and stepped on the starry sky to make deep silver footprints, his face completely gloomy.

The two young saints of the younger generation fought, and unexpectedly aroused the power of destruction. Generally speaking, that belongs to the quasi-king's domain, and only the chaos and void can bear it. This undoubtedly shows that the collision of the two young saints' power has exceeded The upper limit of the saint realm has been exceeded, and he has part of the quasi-king atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)