Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 400 Bloody Hands Devour the Gods, the Golden Cables Overwhelm the Sky!

Chapter 400 Bloody Hands Devour the Gods, the Golden Cables Overwhelm the Sky!

Although Beimingshang was frozen in the blood lotus, how could it be so easy to catch him without a fight? Seeing Duanchou's movement, his face showed an anxious look, and then the blood was radiant, and the lines pierced through the cold like a sharp sword. Ice, breaking through countless cracks on the ice surface.

With a sound of "Boom", the figure flickered, and Bei Mingshang broke through the ice, but his first move was not to attack or curse, but to retreat hastily and dodge. Between his steps, the ice layer under his feet cracked, revealing a river of blood surging.

Retreating continuously, he stretched out his hand to grab at the void, and a massive amount of blood gushed out like a spring, rushing to a height of Zhang Xu.

"Blood Hand Devouring God Seal, get up!"

The seal in the hand changed a lot, and finally turned into countless afterimages and bombarded the blood spring.

After being hit by this blow, the fountain of blood dispersed abruptly, but countless blood did not fall, but condensed on the palm prints one by one, converging layer upon layer, hazyly condensing, a huge blood-colored and ferocious handprint emerged, and immediately brought up the sky. Howling, suddenly blasted out.

Bei Mingshang, who struck out the Bloody Hand Devouring God Seal, not only did not stop, but also seemed to have borrowed strength from it, and the retreat became faster and faster, but in an instant, he had already appeared beside the palace gate.

Temporarily retreating to a certain range, Bei Mingshang's heart felt a bit bitter just now. This bloody hand devouring god seal was his powerful supernatural power that could not be counted in killing. Now he does not hesitate to use up the source of blood and soul, but it is only It was to prevent the enemy from escaping for his life. It would be impossible to say that he was not unwilling.

But facing the master of Xuantian Sect, even if Bei Mingshang came personally, he was not at all sure that he could defeat him.

At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his mind. Wei Hongyu's life was his only bargaining chip. Only in this way could he escape successfully and let the blood soul unite with his body.

The blood soul of Beimingshang has been outside for the longest time, and is also the purest and most powerful. He has poured his heart and soul into it for decades. Originally, in only three or four years, he would be able to occupy the magpie's nest and refine Wei Hongyu's whole body. Make it an incarnation outside his body with great potential, not inferior to the main body.

It's a pity, he had all kinds of calculations, but he didn't expect that Duanchou, the disaster star, would be caused in the middle of it. Not only did his success fall short, but now even whether this blood soul can keep his escape has become a big problem .

Just when Bei Mingshang thought that he was blocked by the seal of the bloody hand, he retreated to a safe distance, tried to bombard the palace gate a few times, and found that it could not be shaken, and was about to cast a spell to connect the void and trigger the main body to connect. It is a mutation.

Seeing the appearance of the Bloody Hand Devouring God Seal, Bei Mingshang fled in embarrassment, Duanchou's face was still indifferent, there was no expression of surprise or anxiety, but a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

This person has harmed his apprentice for so many years, now, his mind has been taken away, and he is exhausted, it is time to get rid of him in one fell swoop, want to run?

How can there be such a cheap thing!
As if the forward-stretching sword finger had gathered enough spiritual power, it raised violently, and immediately the golden light shone on the dragon-binding rope, like a dragon diving out of an abyss, sweeping the air and whipping without hesitation.

"boom"

The golden rope swept across the air like a dragon on the hideous blood-colored handprint. It froze for a moment, and then roared like a mountain cracking rocks.

Although the Bloody Hand Devouring God Seal was condensed with great supernatural powers, it was not an entity after all. It collapsed in an instant under the bombardment whip of Lingbao such as Binding Longsuo.

At the center of the collision, a large vacuum hole suddenly appeared, and at the same time, the aftermath oscillated and spread, radiating far away, rolling up ice debris all over the sky, and a violent blast of ice blew up in this majestic hall with a radius of hundreds of feet. storm.

The power of one blow is so powerful!
At this time, Duanchou and Beimingshang also looked at each other from a distance, with different expressions on their faces, under the situation where the golden rope was sweeping away and the blood wave filled the sky, through the vacuum hole.

Bei Mingshang was stunned at first, not wanting to waste the blood-handed god-eating seal that Yuanyuan used, but he didn't even have the time to stop it for a breath, so he couldn't help but glanced at the place of the attack.

Just this one glance made his expression change drastically, and he was terrified!

Clothes of Duanchou Lingfeng, stepping on the void with his hands behind his back, with a thought, the golden rope stretching across the sky turned into a dragon like a dragon, meandering through the sky, and headed towards Beimingshang again.

The latter's face had just revealed a look of horror, and before he could react, the dragon-binding rope had already been coiled and bound, and the boundless rope was suddenly shrunk and imprisoned.

Bloodstains appeared on Bei Mingshang's face, twisting like a snake, he gave a strange cry, and immediately bent his right hand, placing his knuckles on his chest and struck several times, with such force that the sound was muffled like beating a skin drum.

With his movements like this, a drop of original soul blood condensed like crystal emerald was forced out from Tianling, and turned into a blood mist in an instant.

At the juncture of life and death, all the means of Bei Mingshang were forced out, and with the palm of his hand, complex handprints were formed in an instant, blending into the mist of soul blood, and immediately shouted:
"Blood River, return!"

With a sound of "boom", the entire monstrous river of blood disappeared, and even the smell of blood disappeared.

The blood river didn't really disappear, but shrunk countless times, like a blood-colored ribbon, wrapped around Bei Mingshang's body, faintly resisting the shackles of the dragon-binding rope.

"change!"

Bei Mingshang pointed his finger on the blood river ribbon, and in an instant, the blood glowed like a sea of ​​blood, and then he rolled up his body and condensed into a blood-colored cassock. At first glance, the water was sparkling, Like the miniature Yangtze River and the infinite deep sea, there are waves looming!

It was really a critical moment, just after he finished these, he covered his body with a blood-clothed coat, protected his whole body, and his expression calmed down a little, the dragon-binding rope was already retracted to the extreme, and the offensive started immediately.

The layers of the dragon-binding rope were suddenly tightened, and when they were hooped on the bloody clothes, they seemed to be trapped in cotton, and deep strangulation marks appeared one after another. The further they went in, the greater the pressure. In, but there is a faint force pushing out.

The strange thing is, judging from the depth of the binding dragon rope, it should be enough to squeeze the Beiming cup to the ground, but it seems to be unaware, as if the deep imprint never existed.

At the same time as the dragon-binding rope shrinks, on it, all kinds of seals that seal consciousness, physical body, spiritual power, and soul are also all lit up, and the golden light is dense and continuous like a tide, faintly intersecting and spreading into the body.

For a moment, the space shrouded by the golden light of the talisman shattered layer by layer like waves, subsided in an instant and then shattered again and again, endlessly.

However, Beimingshang, who was in the center of the dragon-binding rope and was illuminated by the golden light of the talisman, just frowned slightly, and then he was fine. , blowing and wrinkling a pool of spring water.

(End of this chapter)

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