Demon Blood Emperor

() On the high platform, a pair of calligraphy and painting exuding an obscure atmosphere floated in the air, blooming brilliantly, dazzling like sword energy. Wu Zhengxiong and others all stared at it with shocking faces. It is really hard to imagine an ordinary painting. There will be such momentum.

This must be a painting and calligraphy above the spiritual level, comparable to a magic weapon of the extreme way.

call!

Thinking of this, everyone gasped, "The Xie family really has a rich heritage!"

But although they were shocked in their hearts, their eyes gradually became a little fiery. If they had such a treasure, could they dominate one side?

"The matter has come to this, and you are still greedy. You really deserve to die!" Xie Changtian's eyes were cold and sharp, and he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spat out a mouthful of blood, and quickly pinched his hands, condensing it into a seal and stamping it into the picture. In the middle, it is necessary to urge this painting to defend against the enemy.

"Stop him quickly!" Wu Zhengxiong shouted with a glint in his eyes.

Swipe!

Everyone's eyes were cold, and dozens of cultivators of the Tiangang realm from the three major clans shot at almost the same time. The wind on the high platform roared like thunder, and it overturned towards Xie Changtian. Down.

It would be troublesome if he completely moved the painting!

"Looking for death!" Xie Changtian snorted coldly, the seal formed by the condensed blood had already submerged into the painting in front of him, blooming brilliantly.

hum!

But I saw that painting, the brilliance was shining, the landscape inside seemed to come alive, the forest inside was rattling under the mountain wind, the trees undulated like waves, the sky began to change, the Tsing Yi standing on the top of the mountain in the painting A man with fluttering clothes and an imposing manner.

"Is this painting alive?" Everyone was shocked.

"It has been said in ancient times that the nine heavens collapsed. I want to seek the Tao and ask the heavens. I will walk through the sky with a sword and sing aloud. Where is the immortal at the end of the road... Where is the immortal?" It resounded in all directions, and he suddenly turned his head to look backward.

call!

At this moment, the cultivators on the high platform held their breath, and even the fierce attack seemed to freeze for a moment. Zhao Yuan, the envoy of Daotianmen, looked excited and stared at the picture, trying to see clearly. Who is that man in Tsing Yi?

brush!

However, when the man in Tsing Yi turned his head, everyone did not see his face, but they were greeted by two extremely hot gazes, like sword lights piercing through an ancient painting, tearing away towards the void that filled the sky with the attack. The power of cutting down conquers the heroes.

hum!

In an instant, the blows of dozens of cultivators in the Tiangang realm collapsed, turning into a shower of stars and dissipating into the sky.

dong dong!

The elders of all ethnic groups trembled and retreated again and again, with blood flowing out of their mouths. When they raised their heads and looked up, panic emerged from the depths of their eyes, and the exclamation resounded throughout the world, attracting countless people's attention. look over here.

"Xie Changqing, it's Xie Changqing!"

"The person in the painting is Xie Changqing!" Wu Zhengxiong, Feng Daoyi and others stared at the front in shock, their figures were trembling and their faces were terrified, as if they had seen a ghost, and there was no such thing as before Such an imposing manner.

But I can see the light and shadow flickering in the ancient painting, a man in Tsing Yi suddenly stepped out of the painting, a long sword with a blue pattern was pinned to his waist, his robe flapped, and his sharp eyes scanned all directions, like the light of a sword Passing over the soul, it seems that it can kill people invisible.

This man is heroic, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes covering the sky, his face is covered by a sword light, his face is hazy and his true face cannot be seen clearly, ethereal as a fairy, when he appears, he gives people a feeling of majesty like a mountain, a wave The vast aura fluctuated, spreading from the man's body, making it difficult for everyone in the audience to breathe.

"It's Evergreen!"

"Is it Uncle Changqing!" The faces of the Xie clan were excited, and some people's eyes were full of tears, and their hearts suddenly burst into pride. They no longer had the previous despair and decadence. The middle-aged man was a god in their hearts. It seems that they have seen hope, and no matter what difficulties they have, they can't erase their thoughts in their hearts.

"Immortals appear in the painting! This Xie Changqing has reached such a state, and the painting left behind can also show a human body?" Zhao Yuan was shocked. The man in front of him was majestic and lifelike, as if he was a real person, with such supernatural powers , He had also heard of it in rumors, but now seeing it with his own eyes is inevitably shocking.

"It seems that Xie Changtian has already made great achievements, no wonder even Mr. Shaoqin is interested in him, so he sent me here!" Zhao Yuan gradually calmed down, staring carefully at the middle-aged man in front of him, as if sensing something.

After a while, his face calmed down completely, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "If such a treasure is in the hands of a strong man, it will definitely shake the world, but unfortunately, this Xie Changtian is not in the Tiangang realm, so he can't exert the power in it at all. If it wasn't for this time It can't be mobilized with essence blood at all."

"Sadly, Xie Changqing is famous, but his family has fallen so far!" Muttering a few words, Zhao Yuan regained his composure, his eyes flicked to the void, the war there was about to end, as long as Chang Lao was defeated, The big picture will be decided.

"Changqing... If you were here, it would be great!" Xie Changtian looked at the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared in front of him, and his eyes were filled with sobs. Do you not hesitate to spend your blood and blood to use this thing?

Sighing, Xie Changtian's eyes narrowed, and his magic trick seemed to be pulling the picture.

The man in Tsing Yi who came out of the painting stared intently, with murderous intent, he suddenly stepped away, and with a movement of his hand, the long sword at his waist was unsheathed, and it turned into a blue light and fell on his palm. The long sword danced, and the light of the sword filled the sky , overturned towards Wu Zhengxiong and others.

At this moment, the sky and the earth changed color, and the sword light bloomed like a river of stars, and the entire high platform seemed to be covered by a sea of ​​swords.

"This Xie Changqing can still make a move?" Wu Zhengxiong looked surprised, and in panic, he waved the long sword in his hand and raised sword flowers to protect himself.

Feng Daoyi and the elders of all ethnic groups acted hastily.

Puff!

The falling of the sword light was unstoppable, and the cultivators of the Tiangang realm retreated in embarrassment, with blood running across their bodies, and there were hideous wounds left behind, and the bones were visible.

"Is this Xie Changqing?"

"Bravo!"

"I didn't expect Xie Changqing to act in such a way?" The cultivators onlookers in the square were all surprised. No one would have thought that things would change like this. That painting should be a rare treasure. It can urge people in the animation to make a move.

"Messenger Zhao!" Wu Zhengxiong was stabbed twice in the shoulder with blood flowing, he retreated in embarrassment, and came to Zhao Yuan, wanting him to make a move.

"Back away from Baizhang, don't move rashly, when his blood is exhausted, he will naturally be defeated!" Zhao Yuan said lightly.

After some observation, he found that the man in the painting was powerful, but he was not omnipotent, and was subject to certain restrictions.

All this is because the strength of the person driving this painting is too low!

"A hundred feet away from him?" Wu Zhengxiong was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up, and he waved his hand and shouted, "Back, all back, a hundred feet away from him!"

In an instant, the cultivators of all ethnic groups retreated like a tide, and only the Xie clan and Zhao Yuan were left on the high platform.

Zhao Yuan was still sitting on the chair and remained calm. Xie Changtian glanced at this person coldly, but he didn't make a move. Even though he knew that this person must have colluded with the Wu family, as long as the other party did not make a move, he must not offend him, otherwise he would It is an open challenge to the majesty of Dao Tianmen.

Inspired by Xie Changtian's formula, the man in the painting turned into a beam of sword light and entered the painting.

The long painting returned to calm, the man in Tsing Yi was still standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the void, as if nothing had happened, but his incomparable aura just now was amazing, shaking the entire Southern Deserted City, no one would have thought that a person walking out of the painting would be With such momentum, within a few breaths, dozens of cultivators in the Tiangang realm of the three major clans were defeated.

All of this seems to be unbelievable, but it just happened.

"Changtian!" Several elders of the Xie family came, their eyes fell on the precious painting.

"This is a treasure left by my elder brother, but it's a pity that I can't fully display its power!" Xie Changtian sighed. It was caused by blood.

Several clansmen sighed when they saw Xie Changtian like this.

"Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I can protect you!" Xie Changtian's eyes suddenly became sharper, he scanned all directions, and said sharply, "I, a disciple of the Xie family, will die in battle and will never surrender to others. As for those people who are not worthy of being Xie's disciples!" His gaze fell into the crowd intentionally or unintentionally, where there were Xie's disciples.

"These traitors!" Several elders of the Xie family also stared and scolded.

Among the crowd, Xie Jingyuan and others had been watching coldly, as if they were waiting for some result. Xie Zhang was also at the side. Wu and the others did not attack them. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that there must be something tricky in this.

"Go, go and see Zifeng!" Xie Changtian's eyes flicked, and he glanced at the place where the formation was located in front of him. After urging the treasure painting, he led the tribe down the high platform. Wherever he passed, Wu, Wang and Feng's clan members retreated, not daring to resist.

Zhao Yuan had no intention of making a move from the beginning to the end. He glanced at the void with a flicker of his eyes, and a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth. The battle there was coming to an end, and everything could not escape his control. The future looks bright.

Xie Changtian and others walked forward, but no one dared to stop them, and they all backed away in fear. Such a scene made the cultivators of Nanhuang City sigh.

This is the foundation!

hum!

Suddenly, the front formation squirmed, the wind and cloud dissipated, and the obscure breath fluctuations gradually restrained.

"What's going on?" Everyone exclaimed, did something happen in the formation?

All the cultivators in the audience focused their eyes on the formation with full of curiosity.

The same is true for Zhao Yuan, he is even more curious about that young man.

After a while, the cloud and mist restrained and disappeared into nothingness, and the five martial arts training platforms appeared in everyone's sight.

"That is!"

Everyone's eyes flicked and landed on the martial arts platform, and someone let out an exclamation.

However, on the martial arts training platform, Wu Tiancheng and Feng Zhao knelt down on the ground bloodstained in embarrassment, their breath was sluggish, as if they had been seriously injured. After collecting it in the bag, he suddenly turned around and cast his gaze on the high platform in front of him.

Xie Zifeng's eyes had a wave of hostility that swept out like a tide, making his slightly immature face become demonic and awe-inspiring. At this moment, he was like a demon god from ancient times descending to slaughter The world makes people feel palpitations!