Mysterious blood boils

Haoran Righteousness Sword!Landscape painting!Two treasures of Confucianism are suspended in the void, one shoots billowing awe-inspiring sword energy, soaring into the heavens, demons and evil spirits dare not approach; one evolves into heaven and earth, mountains and rivers, great rivers and mountains, countless scenery...

"This is not enough, Junior Brother Xiaohuahuang, you and I will join hands to burn the king-level source river, activate the two treasures, and explode with the strongest power!" Xiaoshuhuang's long hair danced like a peak, he and Xiaohuahuang , with a wave of their sleeves, each of them sacrificed a king-level source river, ignited with a bang, and flew down on top of the two treasures...

"Boom!" The Haoran Righteousness Sword and the Mountain and River Painting, as if stimulated by a catalyst, shot out sword light all over the sky, countless scenery... especially the Mountain and River Painting, which sprayed out infinite scenery, and swipe towards Xuanyuan Peng ...

Brush Xuanyuanpeng onto the treasure map at once, and the saints saw that the space where Xuanyuanpeng was located was filled with mountains and rivers deduced from the painting of mountains and rivers. Majestic mountains and rivers, countless cities, magnificent and beautiful, such a country of mountains and rivers...

Xuanyuan Peng only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he saw that under his feet, there was an extremely strange solitary peak, and around him, mountain peaks rose from the ground, long rivers flowed, and the little sword emperor Waiting for the Holy Son, it seemed that he disappeared without a trace, never to be seen again.Mysterious Blood Boiling 1089

No, I might be stuck with Shanhehua!This dangerous thought flashed through his mind, Xuanyuan Peng sneered on his face, fate ruled, and suddenly turned...

"Shua!" With only a flash of his figure, he seemed to have escaped into a certain time and space, and disappeared without a trace from the solitary peak drawn by the mountains and rivers. At the moment he disappeared, there was a clang With a sound, a mighty upright sword slashed fiercely on the isolated peak.Cleave that lonely mountain into pieces...

"Hey, where did that little devil hide?" The Little Painter was stunned for a moment, and exclaimed in disbelief. His paintings of mountains and rivers are specially designed to trap people. Once trapped, he will think something in his heart. Among them, something will condense, making the trapped people dance and dance.Unable to control herself, she was gradually trapped to death.

And if you want to kill the trapped person faster, you need the Haoran Righteousness Sword to kill. If the two treasures cooperate, they will be almost invincible and extremely domineering.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, it suddenly failed. Xuanyuan Peng was just trapped, under his feet.There seemed to be a flash of water, as if some kind of wave-like water light, disappeared without a trace.

"Mountain and River Painting, please bring it in!" Xuanyuan Peng said.Appearing ghostly in the air on one side, holding a large bronze pot in his hand, he slammed the mouth of the pot.Facing countless spectacular scenery, he suddenly inhaled and huffed.Countless mountains and rivers are all swallowed by the mouth of the pot...

Pa... The last thing that was swallowed was a painting scroll that was burning with billowing source rivers. It was forcibly swallowed by the demon refining pot, and a large piece of sun and fire essence was transpired. telepathic...

"Impossible, you can take my mountain and river painting with a demon weapon?" Xiao Hua was so arrogant that he almost spurted blood. A monster weapon with soaring monster light was taken away, which made him, the best of the Confucian saints, almost spurt blood...

"There is grand energy in the heaven and earth, and there are no demons in the world!" Xiao Shuhuang's eyes burst into anger, and with a loud roar, a sword flew out, and with a bang, an endless amount of mighty sword energy shot out angrily, every strike The sword qi is burning with the energy of the rolling source river, which is the energy of the king-level source qi, so that each awe-inspiring sword qi contains the power of more than 300 million stars...

Thousands of sword qi burst out with a flying stab, and each sword qi contained the power of more than 300 million stars. Thousands of sword qi should be such a terrifying torrent of energy?The king-level source river that poured into the sword, with a bang, crazily reduced its length at a speed visible to the naked eye...

"Huh? It turned out to be relying on the energy of the huge source river to pierce such an astonishing sword energy. This is simply the most holy way of relying on the laws of heaven and earth!" Xuanyuan Peng's eyes narrowed, the sword was like rain, like a "tide", Like a wave, like a sea, like an ocean, like a wave, he can deal with a sword qi, but there are thousands of sword qi, each of which contains such powerful sword energy, he can't handle it alone...

It's like, suddenly, he was attacked by thousands of little book emperors at the same time, and the offensive was like a wave, unstoppable...

"The River of Destiny!" With a clatter, Xuanyuan Peng waved his sleeves, and his figure suddenly became illusory, wrapped in countless silvery white threads of light and shadow...

Countless sword qi, unexpectedly from Xuanyuan Peng's light and shadow, seemed to penetrate a large piece of his figure, but they all seemed to be nothing, flashing past his "light and shadow body"...

This is the power of fate, Xuanyuan Peng rules fate, he directly wiped out the sword that he was destined to meet with the power of fate... This kind of secret technique is very magical, and it is also something that Xuanyuan Peng just realized not long ago. However, this trick will have no effect if he meets a more powerful Son of God.

"One more sword!" Seeing the sure-killing blow, the Little Book Emperor was dodged by some kind of secret technique, and he punched the sword body with anger, bursting out a large amount of sword "groan". Qian Haoran's sword energy was stimulated again...

"Hey, I have comprehended the mystery of your first sword, do you still want to perform the second sword? Isn't it just burning the king-level Yuanhe? I also have the king-level Yuanhe!" Xuanyuanpeng sneered, and suddenly he struck out with his big hand, the palm piercing the sky Among them, a king-level Yuanhe with teeth and claws, like a small dragon, was ups and downs, hovering, and burning in his palm...

"Boom..." Xuanyuan Peng swung "Hand of Tathagata—refining!" and struck out. With this palm, a whole king-level river of origin was burning in the sky in his palm, urging his big Tathagata hand, The golden light is shining, covering the sky and the earth, and every inch of muscle contains the rolling source energy that crushes a small world...

In the past, this move mainly relied on the power of the palm hole, and it was the power of Xuanyuan Peng's body, but now, it is the power of Xuanyuan Peng's body, with the help of the burning energy of the king-level source river, the amazing source force blasted out, this kind of Superposition of power is actually a way to enhance one's own strength between the same rank of the seventh-rank immortals. It can only be used on the same rank and the same strength. !Mysterious Blood Boiling 1089

To put it bluntly, this is similar to a temporary increase in strength, and the energy burning of this source river is more easily dispelled by high-level immortals.

But at the same level, who can resolve it?You can only use the other way to return to the other body, burn the king-level Yuanhe in the same way, and strengthen your own energy to fight. The key depends on whether you have the king-level Yuanhe, and is it durable enough?

This is simply the way of a prodigal son, a desperate way of fighting, if there is a king-level Yuanhe, how much benefit will it bring to the sect?How many masters?But between these tricks, it was exhausted?

But the Little Book Emperor desperately wanted to vent his anger. He had only one goal, to kill Xuanyuanpeng by all means. Unexpectedly, Xuanyuanpeng saw through this very quickly, and also burned a king-level source river. Attack against attack.

Xuanyuanpeng's Tathagata's big hand covered the sky and the sun, every inch of muscle seemed to be burning. In his palm, large expanses of golden flames were burning, steaming, boiling, roaring... The palms seemed to burn into pieces of sea of ​​flames...

Collapsing, collapsing, collapsing... The terrifying energy of Yuanhe burned, and when his big hand was crushing down, it actually exploded inch by inch...

"Hahaha, hahaha, ahhahaha, Holy Son Xuanyuan, I am Burning Yuanhe, urging the immortal weapon, but you are burning Yuanhe and urging your fleshy palm, aren't you asking for your own death?" The little book emperor saw Xuanyuanpeng's big hand, the massive collapse, gloating so much that he couldn't straighten up...

Xuanyuanpeng glanced at the mighty sword of righteousness. Sure enough, that long sword was also burnt violently with cracks and cracks. It probably won't last long, and the sword will be exploded by the energy. ... This method of burning the energy of the source river to increase strength is definitely a way of fishing out the water. No wonder he has never seen it before.Not only the energy of Yuanhe was severely depleted, but also a top-level fairy weapon was lost in the first battle.

As soon as his consciousness moved, a burst of heaven-replenishing zhenqi spewed out, turning into streams of sweet rain, and shooting into his cracked hands. He Foguang quickly repaired and healed his cracked wound, even faster than the speed of collapse!

"..." The little book emperor and the holy son saw that scene, and they all opened their mouths in surprise, like toads who couldn't make a sound, and were stunned by the miraculous effect of mending the sky!

"Pa la la..." Amidst the repeated bursts of explosions, Xuanyuan Peng's Tathagata's big hand smashed the Haoran Righteousness Sword, and the Confucian holy sword was already burned by the energy of Wang Yuanhe. There are cracks cracked inch by inch, how can it be compared with this extremely fierce palm bombardment?

Thousands of mighty sword qi were crushed by Tathagata's big hand, and Xuanyuanpeng's big hand shrank rapidly, refining, crunching, crunching... a handle made of unknown fairy material The holy sword of Confucianism, which was forcibly crushed by him, burst and shattered inch by inch...

"Little book emperor, little painting emperor, it's your turn!" Xuanyuanpeng roared ferociously, his big hands swept across, and with a bang, a torrential rain of crushed sword shavings shot out from his palm. , turned into a large golden torrential rain with golden light, and poured over his head, and his big hand followed closely, sweeping away with a roar!

"Wanru Anti-violence Fist!", "Jiangshan Ruhua Palm!" The little book emperor and the little painting emperor looked at each other, suddenly their aura rose wildly, and the two of them formed the formation of the Liangyi array, and suddenly played their respective housekeeping skills! (To be continued..)

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