Immortal and evil martial arts, starting from picking up experience

Chapter 242: God's Scourge Washes the Earth!The body of a golden cicada! (4K)

It wasn't just Zhou Chuanyong who was stunned.

Many warriors around them raised their heads, looking at the sea of ​​blood above their heads in panic.

"Just now...did something fall on your head?"

"Gulu...Aren't you talking nonsense? Otherwise, how could you bleed?"

They looked at Tang Pi and Sun Binghuang.

The two top experts also stopped immediately and looked up at the sky warily.

Others may not see it clearly.

But the two of them did clearly see the column of blood falling from the sky, almost flashing by.

What frightened the two of them was that they didn't know whether the person who made the move secretly was an enemy or a friend, and they didn't notice the hidden aura of others around them.

rumbling...

in the public eye.

Zhou Chuanyong slowly moved his huge body, raised his giant feet, and took a step forward.

boom!
This kick was extremely heavy, and the dust and smoke stirred up bursts of earth wind.

And Zhou Chuanyong's body also became a little uncoordinated.

Zhou Chuanyong's heart trembled greatly, and large beads of sweat mixed with blood fell from his head like rain.

What a close call... The blow pierced his skull and seemed to have shattered his nerves.

It caused his control over his body to go awry.

But fortunately, it only penetrated the skull and did not kill him after all.

"what……"

Zhou Chuanyong exhaled, as if celebrating his escape from death.

He wanted to speak, but found that his body couldn't stop shaking.

above the sea of ​​blood,
Qin Huai looked at Zhou Chuanyong who survived the disaster in the scroll, with a look of pity in his eyes.

"What a pity. The power of Divine Punishment is still too small for a master like Zhou Chuanyong, who is at the peak of Fu Zang Realm."

His control of timing has reached the extreme.

It was stuck in the gap where Sun Binghuang and Tang Pi joined forces to distract Zhou Chuanyong.

The opponent was unable to avoid Qin Huai's charged blow.

All we can say is that the Fu Zang Realm is the Fu Zang Realm after all.

Qin Huai looked at Zhou Chuanyong, who was standing unsteadily, and was keenly aware of the change in the other party.

It seems to be effective.

His fingers lightly tapped.

on earth.

Zhou Chuanyong's heart tightened again, and he rushed towards his side with all his strength.

boom!
The column of blood is fleeting.

A hole instantly exploded in the ground.

Zhou Chuanyong's figure was swaying, and his private part was only a few inches away from the bloody pillar.

The damage to his head left him in a daze.

House seemingly endless rain.

Ling Lie's murderous intention ignited behind his back.

One left and one right, Sun Binghuang and Tang Pi had a tacit understanding.

Coming towards Zhou Chuanyong to kill him.

In the first blow, they couldn't tell whether it was an enemy or a friend, but in the second blow, they could clearly see it.

Especially Tangpi.

Already knowing that this must be the work of Wang Kun, the innate creature above the sea of ​​blood.

Although he was horrified in his heart, the other party could actually hit such a blow in the sky seven thousand feet away.

But at this moment, it was obvious that he could no longer think too much.

Such an opportunity is fleeting.

The two former enemies, the top experts who stood at the pinnacle of Qingzhou, now joined forces to attack Zhou Chuanyong.

The remaining clouds were swept by the wind, turning into giant dragons circling in mid-air.

The gray feathers are like snow, soft and light, but bitingly cold.

The giant dragon is covered with gray feathers and rolls up the sand and gravel of the earth.

Sun Binghuang and Tang Pi were originally very fast people, but now Qin Huai hurt their nerves with a blow like a divine help.

Zhou Chuanyong was completely reduced to a bastard at the mouth of the well, and could only be beaten.

"Kill! I'll contain these two people!"

"You kill the rest."

Zhou Chuanyong burst into wisdom and roared.

He rephrased his beating and made it more high-sounding.

"Master Yue, you won't rebel at this time, right?" He then roared ferociously at Yue Yang.

"kill!"

Yue Yang only struggled for a moment, and with a big wave of his hand, he led the dozen or so masters of Zang Realm from Qian Suan Tower to attack the Kunpeng clan.

The master of Qian Suan Tower took the lead, and the mighty warriors of the Sacred Heart Cult behind him no longer hesitated at all.

They had become red-eyed during these days and adapted to this kind of life.

In their eyes, what they saw in front of them was not the warriors of Wuji Mountain or the demons of Kunpeng tribe.

These people all have only one identity.

That's blood food!
The remnants of the Wuji Mountains and the severely damaged Kunpeng clan were on equal footing with the mighty Sacred Heart Sect army.Even at a disadvantage.

The amazing recovery ability of the Blood Heart Master was fully demonstrated in this battle.

Any minor injury will become the target of a crazy attack by this group of Sacred Heart beasts.

Like a jackal smelling blood.

"Hahaha... Do you, a straggler, also want to compete with our Sacred Heart Cult?"

Zhou Chuanyong saw that the general trend was tilting towards him, and his original feeling of panic gradually dissipated a lot.

He tried his best to fight with the two men at close range, so that the man in the dark could not kill him accurately.

As for the punctured arms and ankles, those can be repaired by my own Blood Heart Law, and are completely harmless.

Yes, there is also the Yueyang building owner next to me who is a bit suspected of not doing enough work.

Although Yueyang's attitude made Zhou Chuanyong a little annoyed, but this person is a master of the fifth level of dirty state.

As long as this person is here, it is impossible for him to be killed by two people in a short time.

And on the scene,

The Sacred Heart Sect, which has a huge advantage in numbers and combat power, will quickly eat away at the Kunpeng clan and the remnants of the Wuji Mountains.

The advantage definitely lies with you...

Zhou Chuanyong's eyes were suddenly illuminated by a flash of red.

what happened?

The blood on your head spurted out?
No, there doesn't seem to be anything strange about my body.

A momentary loss of consciousness.

Zhou Chuanyong's ears rang with the sound of wailing that sounded almost simultaneously from film to film.

"what!"

"God's punishment! It's God's punishment!"

"Be careful of the sky."

On the battlefield, the situation turned upside down in an instant.

The members of the Sacred Heart Sect, who were originally menacing and murderous, are now hastily dodging the attacks of the surrounding warriors and demons.

Many people even began to retreat, and the original rhythm of the attack was completely disrupted.

Zhou Chuanyong suddenly looked up.

I saw the sky...

Dozens of bloody light beams fell simultaneously.

It's like the apocalypse is coming from heaven.

The key is……

This end of the world seems to befall only their Sacred Heart followers.

Boom! ! !
The splashing of earth and rocks and the screams formed a piece of music in his ears, making Zhou Chuanyong more and more desperate as he listened.

The more my eyes looked, the darker it became.

Such pillars of blood are not fleeting, but fall one after another!

Heavy artillery rained down from the sky, and pillars of blood washed the ground!
Zhou Chuanyong stared stiffly at the sea of ​​blood above the sky.

Wang has never said that the Blood Sea Formation has such power.

Moreover, the blood sea formation was supposed to be controlled by the king, and Wang Kun, the innate soul born from the blood sea, should be on his side.

How...how could this be!
Could it be that!
A ridiculous idea suddenly popped into Zhou Chuanyong's mind.

Could it be that Wang Kun, who gathered the power of millions of wronged souls... was defeated by Qin Huai?

Zhou Chuanyong could not help but shudder.

In a flash,

His Sacred Heart Cult army has actually lost more than 20 people.

These are all elites who are at least the fifth level of Bone Pattern Realm!
Among all the counties and cities, he was a well-known figure, and even among the five major sects, he was a deacon-level master.Now, he was washed with blood by countless pillars of blood falling from the sky, and he was killed with his armor removed.

"Zhou Chuanyong, it seems that your death has come."

A cold smile appeared on Sun Binghuang's face.

Looking at the column of blood in front of him, and thinking of the precise sneak attack before, he had already thought about who the person above the sea of ​​blood might be.

Such a style is very similar to that of the Qing League leader when he was young.

Sun Binghuang was worried that Qin Huai, a young man, was too genuine, or that the top talent was too proud.

So secretly investigated Qin Huai's past, and learned about his behavior style in Jiulongmen and the outer city.

Compare……

Unconventional, flexible and decisive in killing.

Obviously, against an organization like the Sacred Heart Religion, Qin Huai's character will not cause any serious problems.

"die?"

Zhou Chuanyong smiled ferociously.

"If you want me to die, at least the two of you will be buried with me!"

Zhou Chuanyong's body suddenly swelled up like air.

Huge qi and blood spurted out.

A roar like a heavy drum exploded in the ears of Sun Binghuang and Tang Pi.

Their expressions suddenly froze, and they immediately retreated.

"Get out of the way, Chuanyong is going to blow himself up this week!"

Sun Binghuang roared.

"late!"

Zhou Chuanyong roared angrily and flew towards the two of them.

His eighty-nine-meter-tall giant body expanded again, crashing towards the two of them like a hill.

When the people around heard that Zhou Chuanyong, who was at the fifth level of Fu Zang Realm, was about to self-destruct, their scalps went numb and they wished they could grow eight legs and run towards the surroundings.

boom!
The terrifying energy set off a huge wave.

With the blessing of strength, the remains of flesh and blood turned into sharp weapons and shot towards the surroundings.

The strands of energy and blood clung to the earth and the warrior's skin like worms, gnawing away crazily.

Those sturdy body skins were easily broken under the bite of the bloody worms.

It was drilled into the flesh and blood.

"what!!!"

A martial artist from Wuji Mountain roared in pain.

The next second, the whole arm dropped down feebly.

Not only him, but also the Kunpeng demons and Sacred Heart cult members around him, after being invaded by blood-colored worms.

That part of the body will instantly become weak and out of control.

"What's going on? I can't move my hands!"

Everyone fell into extreme panic and began to desperately get rid of the bloody worms around them.

Some people took advantage of the chaos to swing their swords at the enemy.

In the blink of an eye,

A large number of warriors fell.

not far away,

Sun Binghuang, who was the first to bear the brunt, sat cross-legged on the ground on the spot, with a pale face as he moved the wind basket.

Wind blades delicately cut off the attached bloody worms on the surface of the skin.

The same goes for Tangpi on the other side.

It's just that he didn't activate any skills, but just sat there quietly.

"You want to use your blood to get rid of this bloody worm?"

Sun Binghuang was slightly surprised.

"Hmph! I am still a pureblood now, different from you lower-class humans."

Tangpi sneered.

"I just didn't expect Chuan Yong to be really cruel this week."

"I have worked so hard to cultivate to the fifth level of Fu Zang Realm, and my young life... I just threw it away."

Sun Binghuang couldn't help but sigh, "The backbone of the Sacred Heart Sect are so crazy. If I have the chance, I really want to meet the leader of the Sacred Heart Sect and see what kind of magic he has."

"It can make so many people desperate."

He no longer showed any obvious hostility towards his former mortal enemy.

Although he was reluctant, if he wanted to fight against the white-robed king who was already a king, joining forces with the Kunpeng clan was a last resort.

"Let's clear these obstacles first."

Sun Binghuang stood up and spit out black blood to the side.

Then he rushed towards the remaining members of the Sacred Heart Cult.

"Hmph! That's fine."

Tang Pi also forced himself to stand up, his figure swaying a bit.

Obviously taking that blow head-on would be worse than them being seriously injured.

But he glanced at Sun Binghuang, who was already far away, and without any hesitation, he started to kill the remnants of the Sacred Heart Sect.

……

On a haystack several miles away.

A slender figure covered in blood fell to his knees with a plop.

If Sun Binghuang and Tang Pi were here, they would definitely recognize this face.

Isn’t this Zhou Chuanyong!

It's just that at this moment, Zhou Chuanyong no longer has a huge body of nine meters tall.

The body is just the size of an ordinary person.

"I have cultivated the golden cicada technique for 80 years, but I didn't expect it to be used in a place like this."

Zhou Chuanyong's eyes were full of reluctance.

In this battle, without the bloody scourge above his head, he should have been able to swallow up the two major forces of Wuji Mountain and the Kunpeng clan intact.

At least it will make Sun Binghuang and Tang Pi become polished commanders.

But didn't expect...

He raised his head and stared viciously at the sea of ​​blood above his head.

"Qin Huai! One day, I will chop off your head with my own hands!"

"Let your life be better than death!"

He growled.

next moment,
There was a column of blood in his pupils that suddenly enlarged.

Goosebumps suddenly appeared on Zhou Chuanyong's scalp, and he jumped to the side angrily.

boom!
Suddenly there was a cylindrical pit more than ten inches deep on the ground.

He...can he see such a large area on the ground? !
Zhou Chuanyong's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

no,

Such a major matter must be reported to the king.

This kind of ability should not be possessed by Xue Hai.

The Blood Sea Formation was supposed to gather the power of life, blood, and soul to cultivate a king-level monster under their control.

Such a god-like ability should not exist.

With this in mind.

Zhou Chuanyong rushed towards the direction of Xinyan Pavilion.

around,

Pillars of blood kept falling crazily.

One after another, becoming more and more dense as time goes by.

However, these blood pillars were all avoided by Zhou Chuanyong's dexterous movement.

Without his huge body, he is actually one minute faster than Sun Binghuang.

"Hahaha...you want to kill me just because of this gadget?"

Zhou Chuanyong roared towards the sky.

Venting the anger in his heart.

If he wants to raise a golden cicada body, it will take him another six to seventy years.

And a strong person in the Fu Zang realm can only live for 500 years at most.

How many six to seventy years can there be?

The blood-colored beams of light became more and more dense, and the smile on Zhou Chuanyong's face became brighter and brighter.

"Are you frustrated?"

"If you're not convinced, come down and beat me!"

He kept provoking to make up for the imbalance in his heart.

next moment,
A clear murderous intention fell from the top of his head.

He looked up sharply,
It was a handsome face that had been engraved in my heart for a long time even though I had never seen it before.

(End of this chapter)