Nine turns immortal

A vast magic mountain and an ancient city of gods collided together in an instant, and the sky and the earth suddenly repeated, the void was shattered, the light was chaotic, and the endless destructive power was mighty and mighty, stirring the heavens. A large number of real immortals in the vicinity were frightened to death and retreated crazily , This is a peerless collision, the beams of chaotic light on the edge, as long as they hit it a little, even the peak true immortals will have no life, and will be wiped out on the spot. ￥⊙Top￥⊙Point￥⊙Small￥⊙ said,

Amidst the buzzing sound, the city of God shook, and there were terrifying desolate beasts howling endlessly, and the hazy and huge shadows of beasts roared upwards in the void above the city of God, shaking thousands of miles.

The magic mountain didn't get any benefit either. I don't know how many real immortals of the ancient magic sect spurted blood in an instant. Jiao Zhenxian was scattered all over the void, and even many people were torn into pieces by the terrifying force on the spot.

The next moment, Wang Gan was dressed in green clothes, handsome as a young man, with outstanding temperament, his whole body exuded a faint mysterious light, standing in the void, when he stretched out his hand, the huge ancient god city turned into a slap and landed on his hand.

"Wang Gan, it turned out to be you!"

A ray of blood flashed by, and the Son of the Blood Demon appeared in front of Wang Gan with gloomy eyes, surrounded by blood-colored flames, like a blood god, with a ferocious and ferocious aura that overwhelms the sky, making people feel bloody at a glance It felt like boiling, as if all the blood and vitality were about to be drained.

"That's right, it's me, Holy Son of the Blood Demon. I really didn't expect that you didn't even talk about the face of the Holy Son, and you would attack ordinary real immortals. But today, with my king here, you want to kill Taibai Sword!" Zong’s disciple, that’s a miscalculation!”

Wang Gan looked solemn, his face as cold as iron.

"All the disciples of my Taibai Sword Sect are gathered together. Today I want to see who dares to wantonly slaughter my disciples of the Sword Sect!"

With a long roar, Wang Qian's whole body swelled wildly, with vast divine light reaching the sky, a tyrannical aura, and unsurpassed dominance, like an ancient sacred mountain, suppressing the world, solid and immortal, giving people a sense of stability and steadfastness.

As soon as his words fell, the whole world was shocked, especially the disciples of the Taibai Sword Sect, who were in a state of panic at this time. The supreme figure like the Blood Demon Son actually took action against them in person. What a desperate scene. At the critical moment, the king Qian Hengkong was born and directly resisted the fierce power of the Gorefiend Holy Son. In the hearts of the Taibai Sword Sect disciples, it seemed like a savior. , was overjoyed, and immediately gathered behind Wang Qian, only to see the boundless sword energy howling, and the vast sword intent soaring into the sky, the true immortals of the Taibai Sword Sect began to gather densely, with Wang Qian to resist the Holy Son The spirits of these real immortals are also high, and they no longer feel that precarious feeling.

Wang Gan was the first to win the crowd, and directly confronted the notorious Gorefiend Saint Son with supreme means, and immediately established a great majesty. Most of the disciples of Taibai Sword Sect relied on him. This kind of popularity is very important to Wang Gan. The benefits are self-evident.

But at this time, Wang Gan didn't care about these things. The bloody aura on the blood devil's son became more and more intense, half of the sky turned blood red, and the murderous intent surged. .

"Very good, Wang Gan, I didn't expect you to come out so soon, this is just right, I heard that you got two holy weapons, and handed them all in today, a little person like you, how can you have the right to have holy weapons! "

The Holy Son of the Blood Demon laughed wildly, his fiery eyes focused on Wang Gan, wishing he could snatch the holy soldier over immediately.

"So that's it, Son of the Blood Demon, you also want my holy weapon, okay, this is very good, you do it, and see if you can take the holy weapon from me!"

With a few simple words, the two men became murderous, and they fought brazenly.

Wang Qian had known for a long time that the matter this time would not be so easy. If the news that he was pregnant with a holy soldier leaked out, these saint son level figures would not be indifferent. Sure enough, the blood demon saint son appeared first.

Clouds of blood lingered, a blood-colored palm the size of a mountain tore through the sky, and struck with a bang. The Son of the Blood Demon shot with all his strength, and the power of the Son of God was undoubtedly displayed. Four poles!

"Blood-dissolving Mahamudra, kill!"

Roaring and shaking the sky, the Son of the Gorefiend slapped bloody handprints, and the bloody aura was as vast as the sea. The immortal didn't have time to react, and was swept away by the divine light emanating from the blood-transforming handprint, all the essence, blood, vitality, and vitality of his body were drained, turned into a mummy, and fell from the sky, which was extremely miserable.

Wang Gan's expression also became serious. After all, the Holy Son of the Blood Demon is a figure of the level of the Holy Son. He has powerful supernatural powers and powerful potential. He is a figure with the talent of a fairy. The real peerless Golden Immortal will not be much worse.This is the real Holy Son, otherwise he would not have such a great reputation in the various sects in the fairy world, with a noble status, unlimited potential, and much attention.

The blood-transforming mahamudra is a vicious supernatural power of the blood demon saint son. When the handprint is passed, the blood is drawn to transform the marrow, and the life is wiped out. I don't know how many people died under this trick. Now that it just appeared, Wang Qian I felt that the essence of Qi and blood in my whole body was about to move, as if being pulled by a mysterious force, wanting to break away from the control of my physical body.

This was the time when the blood-transforming handprint missed. If he was hit by this handprint, Wang Qian felt that even if his physical body was unparalleled and his blood power was infinite, he would suffer a big loss.

"Well done, Chaos Da Luo Immortal Technique, the Qi of Chaos, suppresses the body, destroys the ages!"

With an angry shout, chaotic light flowed all over Wang Qian's body, and the 8000 million pores were swallowing chaotic energy. The boiling feeling of blood and essence was instantly suppressed, and the supernatural power of the blood-transforming mahamudra could no longer affect his body.

hum!With the same big hand, Wang Gan's right arm swelled like a mountain, and the vast chaotic air mechanism was circulating, and the Mengmeng Puxuan's dao light flickered, as if it came from the unrivaled flesh body before the opening of the sky, the body of a demon god, unparalleled and boundless, with divine power like the sea, a chaotic The big hand of color, penetrating the sky and the earth, shocked everyone, every palm print was clearly visible, it seemed to contain endless dao rhyme, vast and ancient, and ruthlessly blasted towards the big blood-transforming handprint of the blood demon son.

Wang Gan's mind was calm, and he sat engrossed in the photo. All kinds of things were in the induction of his primordial spirit. Facing the blow of the Gorefiend Son, he didn't use any magic weapon, but relied on his own body to fight against it. His two days The arm, once integrated into the incomplete body of the Supreme, now with the continuous improvement of his cultivation base, he has gradually begun to be able to use the vast divine power contained in it.