Mysterious blood boils

It's a pity that these eighteen layers of hell world are the main battlefield controlled by Xuanyuan Peng. Under the urging of Xuanyuan Peng's divine sense, the eighteen layers of space barriers are like layers of smooth and sticky jelly. Shapes sank layer by layer, and an evil and terrifying spear tip, just a few feet away in front of him, broke layers of space barriers, trying to pierce into his face bones, smashing his head The stabs exploded into a cloud of blood...

However, the [-]th floor of hell is endlessly reincarnated. Xuanyuan Peng and the spear point are close at hand, but separated by two or three layers of hell. Sinking in the space, the barrier light film of the [-]th floor space is constantly consuming the unstoppable flying stab power of the skeleton bone gun. As the ebb and flow, the distance between him and the tip of the skeleton gun is constantly changing. Stretch it, stretch it, stretch it far...

The Skeleton Master was full of hatred, and the tip of the gun was clearly close to the face of the damned fairy boy, but the layers of space film rolled up one after another seemed to be endless, layer upon layer. Absolutely, endlessly, he watched Xuanyuanpeng getting farther and farther away from the figure of his spear point, even though he roared again and again, he was powerless.

hum!Xuanyuanpeng's figure suddenly disappeared into layers of hell space and disappeared.

"Damn it, hate it..." The skeleton lord god was furious with hatred, raised his head to the sky and roared, quickly retracted the skeleton bone gun, and was about to turn around and wrap up the wounded clansman, leaving the battlefield of the lord god desperately, and fled. He knew that if his clansmen didn't Before getting injured, he won against that kid by two against one. I hate this kid. He is full of magical weapons, one after another. He is indeed a survivor of the immortal clan who survived the 30-day shattering catastrophe. Let him fight again Going down would be bad for them.

"Want to leave? Do you think you can escape successfully under the palm of this deity?" The void trembled.The light film in the space flickered, and Xuanyuan Peng, like a ghostly phantom, suddenly emerged from the hellish space. As soon as he appeared, he flicked his sleeves at the same time as he opened his mouth, and the seal of God roared like The sacred mountain is packed with infinite energy of destruction and suppression.Towards the back of the Lord God of Bone Spear, he suppressed it like a catastrophe...

"You..." The Skeleton Master God only felt that the Emperor's Seal was coming like lightning, and he couldn't avoid it. Its inflated size was too big. In front of him.Xuanyuan Peng used the power of space to drag him into another hell space in an instant, and disappeared from his sight without a trace.Angrily, he roared up to the sky, but in desperation, he had no choice but to brandish the skull gun to deal with the God's Seal that suppressed him...

Xuanyuan Peng let out a swish.The body shape is accompanied by the flow of hell power, from this layer of hell space, in an instant.Then he appeared in Mopan Hell, and he suddenly saw that on the bloody and mottled ground, the Skeleton Lord God whose arm was shattered was waving his palm frantically, trying to break the space barrier in front of him...

This Lord Skeleton God, after being severely injured by him, has been unable to stop the power of the hell space that he swept across, so he was moved from the main god battlefield to the millstone space. If it was his heyday, Xuanyuan Peng's space-moving power would He must not be able to move him, so he can only look for gaps in the battlefield of the Lord God, looking for good opportunities to defeat them.

"You are trapped in my hell world, do you still want to break out?" Xuanyuanpeng sneered, waved his big hand, and a wave of Jiuyin Minggang waved out, and the one-armed punch of the skeleton master god just shattered the millstone space in front of him , I saw layer by layer, layer by layer, like a silkworm cocoon, the barrier light film of the millstone space wrapped up layer by layer, filling the space barrier film that was smashed by his punch, trapping him in this area again in space.

"Son of the Immortal Clan, you can't kill our two main gods just because of you. I warn you, let me go quickly, otherwise, facing you, I can only die..." The one-armed main god was furious. Hissing and roaring, he was purely threatening, but not to mention, with a broken arm, he was already terrified in the space isolated from the other tribe, and if he didn't roar a few times, he was afraid that he would not have the courage to fight. go down.

Since he was promoted to the main god, I don't know how many years, he has not had such a lonely, hopeless and fearful psychology. This kind of psychology made him sad, angry, aggrieved, gnashing his teeth with hatred, but helpless, that fairy boy.

"You're right. Facing you can only be a dead end. If you don't just kneel down and accept the fate of being suppressed, when will you wait?" Xuanyuan Peng sneered, and there was a void behind him, and with a loud sound, A phantom of a blood-stained, gigantic and ferocious grinding disc appeared. The blood-stained, filled with the breath of gods and demons, it seemed that countless gods and demons had been crushed by it, and countless gods and demons had been suppressed by it!

"Hell!" Xuanyuan Peng slashed down fiercely with the power of the eighteen layers of hell world wrapped in his palm. This move was his once dominant skill "Hell God Fist", sublimated into a god-level skill. The big killing move in the book, the eighteen hells and the eighteen hell fists, were condensed and sublimated by him into the eight hell fists. The first move is this "hell". The power of the interface of hell seems to be in control of a small universe of hell. With one punch, the power of the whole hell is attached to the edge of his fist...

boom!His powerful fist punched down through the air, and the phantom of the eighteen layers of hell, condensed and superimposed on the fist like raindrops, like eighteen chilling hell worlds, was punched out by him!

"Ah..." The one-armed Lord God let out a scream before he was about to die. He burned all the fire of life, sacrificed all the life energy, and let his dark power crazily rise, his bones were like As if he was about to explode, his other bone arm punched that hellish fist shadow...

This is his desperate fight, or smash Xuanyuanpeng's attack, severely damage his divine body, and kill a bloody path. As long as he can see another member of his skeleton tribe, he can entrust his godhead to him. Go out, maybe, with the secret technique of the dark gods, there is a possibility of resurrection.Or, we will die together with this Xuanyuanpeng, fight for life and death, fight for victory or defeat, even if he dies, he must make him pay a huge price, laying the foundation for the victory of another skeleton clansman, and borrowing the power of another clansman Hand, avenge yourself!

The one-armed skeleton blasted out with a punch, shaking the sky with air, awe-inspiring the world, and layers of barriers in the grinding disc space.Blown up by his rolling punches, large pieces were broken and cracked, but under the effect of the power of reincarnation, layers of cocoon-like membranes swarmed, as if they would never be torn apart. , let him have a feeling that no matter how strong his fist is, he can't smash the membrane layer of this millstone space.

"Peng!" The fists of the two strong men.Shi Potian was shocked together, and the skeleton god felt that above Xuanyuanpeng's fist, a power from the universe of hell swept over like a sea of ​​stars bursting a dike. That power was no longer the dark power of an individual like him. , but belongs to a kind of "heaven" power, a kind of "cosmic power".A kind of "the most yin, the most cold, the most ice, the most cold power"...

If the power of his skeleton master god belongs to the synthesis of life energy of his god, then the power contained in Xuanyuanpeng's fist.It is the power of the entire hell world, the power of the small universe of the eighteenth layer interface, and the original power of the entire underworld, which has surpassed the power of life.Belonging to a kind of "heaven" power that has just taken shape, it is nothing more than Xuanyuan Peng's power of the sky that is extremely cloudy, cold, ice, and cold, and belongs to hell and the underworld.It belongs to the eighteenth floor of the underground world...

Where there is heaven, there is earth, and where there is heaven, there is hell. Now, Xuanyuan Peng comprehends the first punch of the eight hell fists after he has been sublimated. Hell contains the power of hell similar to the power of heaven!

The one-armed skeleton let out a scream. His individual life energy could not stop this kind of hell power. It was the original power of the underground universe, and it belonged to a higher level of heavenly power!

The moment his fists collided, the Skeleton Lord God felt as if he was a mayfly shaking a hell world, as if he was a grasshopper blocking a car. into his bone arm, into his bone body, into his skull...

"Boom!" He was blasted into a bone rain by Xuanyuan Peng's fist of hell. His godhead, who was terrified to the extreme, flashed hastily in the flying bone rain, before he could use his strength to think. Fleeing, Xuanyuanpeng waved his other big sleeve, and the phantom of the Seal of God emerged from his palm, swiped at it, and with a whoosh sound, an unstoppable swallowing vortex sucked it into the Seal of God and suppressed it stand up.

"Fairy boy, let my people go quickly, or I'll smash your dark artifact..." Another skeleton god flew at his God's Seal with a shot, gasped for a few breaths, and recovered from the shock. With a numb bone arm, he lifted his spirits and waved his skeleton bone gun, which contained ferocious dark divine power. With a single shot, he pierced the hell membrane layer upon layer like ripples in front of him. He stood in the space of the main god battlefield, He hadn't stepped into or been drawn into the [-]th-level hell space. With his fighting vision, it was impossible for him to step into Xuanyuanpeng's main battle space unless it was absolutely necessary.

The battlefield space of the Lord God was jointly developed by both parties, and no one has an advantage. The victory of the strong and the weak depends entirely on the level of personal combat experience and skill. Realm, it is equivalent to opening up his treasure space in the space of the Lord God, unless the cultivation base is much higher than Xuanyuan Peng, otherwise, once he steps into his hell space, he will be bombarded by the power of the whole world, and that force The power is in the hands of Xuanyuan Peng.

The Skeleton Lord God pierced layers of barrier membranes with a single shot. He estimated that there were thousands of layers of hell space, and he was stabbed into broken mirrors by his terrible shot. However, the dark space in front of him seemed to have a A strange and mysterious, unimaginable power of reincarnation is supporting it to operate by itself, making the eighteen layers of the barriers of hell go round and round endlessly. He pierced thousands of layers of membranes with a single shot, but he still couldn't see it deeply. Bottom, unfathomable, unable to completely pierce his treasure space.

Weird, weird! ... The Lord Skeleton God, the two clusters of soul fire trembled suddenly, and his heart was terrified. At this moment, he thought of five skeleton clansmen who had survived the shattering catastrophe. Killed thousands of survivors of the fairy clan who rushed from all directions. They did not expect to bump into a nemesis today. The three clansmen were suppressed. It is very likely that their godheads have been swallowed up. Now, only the two of them are left, and they are still killed. Isolated in two different spaces, he could guess with his toes that it must be Xuanyuanpeng. He concentrated all his strength on dealing with the skeleton clansman who had lost his arm. Once he won, he could free up his hands. The point To deal with him, at that time, he will be single-handed and alone, how can he deal with a Xuanyuan Peng who is victorious and possesses a power that is better than the first-level Dzogchen?

Walk! ... He became ruthless, and he didn't care about the life and death of another one-armed clansman. He worked hard just now, gathered all the dark power in his body, and pierced thousands of layers of space membrane with a single shot, but he couldn't pierce it and explode it , so he couldn't find the fighting position of the clansman, and couldn't provide him with a helping hand. Although he was helpless, at present, to him, it seemed that each of them was king.

Forgive me... The Skeleton Master God sighed secretly, turned his body around, gathered his strength, and was about to shoot towards the Lord God space in front of him. The Lord God battlefield space jointly opened up by the two sides was suspended with dense talismans like raindrops. The light of the talisman and the fairy talisman reflected each other, but among them was the talisman he swung, so he naturally knew which space to pierce it from, and then it was the best policy to walk!

"Want to leave? Did my deity let you go? Now, you are the only one left. Think for yourself, can you go?" , emerged, his cold and ruthless eyes suddenly stared at the last Skeleton God.

hum!The Seal of God, raised by him for the third time, suddenly swelled like a vast and majestic ancient mountain, suppressing the heaven and earth, and suppressing him like a world falling apart!

On Blue Whale Island, among the five surviving main gods of the skeleton clan, he swallowed three, suppressed one, and the last one, he could not let him go no matter what. He stared at the main god of the skeleton, not at an opponent, but at It's like staring at a big energy supplement pill. For him, if he can kill another person and win a main god-level godhead, once he swallows and absorbs it, his own skill will probably surge again...

These five skeleton gods are the great supplements for his great luck and rapid progress, how can he let it go?What's more, they are still the remaining main gods of God's Domain. These five skeletons hid on the Blue Whale Island. How many surviving immortal monks did they kill with this trap?

No matter for the fairy clan or for individuals, they must not be let go! (To be continued..)