Mysterious blood boils

He wants to pay back this blood debt from Lord Zhetian!

"Scholar in black robe, I admit that you are very strong. Once you become powerful, you will reach the peak of the power of ten dragons. However, I have the power of seventeen dragons. No matter how hard you struggle, you will still be unable to escape me. Wuzhi Mountain." Young Master Zhetian suddenly said: "Well, I think you are a talented person, so I made an exception and accepted you as the deputy palace master of my Panlong Palace, and let you join the Yinyang Longevity Sect. From then on, I will show off my power and become a master , the condition is that you donate two treasures to my son! How about it?"

"Yun Zhetian, I'm also very interested in your frozen star core and that dragon chair Taoist soldier, why don't you dedicate it to me, convert to my subordinates from now on, and work hard for my grand plan and hegemony? Willing?" Xuanyuan Peng sneered again and again, and counterattacked tit for tat!

"Bold dog slave, if you are ashamed of yourself, then die to me!" Young Master Zhetian was furious, and he stood up from the dragon chair, stomped the dragon chair under his feet with his right foot, and let out a stern voice: "Blood Holy Throne, explode for me!" While screaming, he waved his palms, and with a bang, a torrent of 3000 million yin and yang pills whizzed and burst into pieces, turning into a terrifying cloud of terror. Pill rain poured into that dragon chair...

"Blood Sacred Seat? What treasure? Burning 3000 million Yin-Yang Pills at once is too damn generous... That dragon chair is definitely not an ordinary Taoist soldier, otherwise it would be impossible to use such a huge amount of energy to drive it..." Xuanyuanpeng's eyes narrowed, and he could see that the dragon chair was of a very high level, so high that even with the power of the seventeen dragons, the second-level power of Mr. Shrouding the Sky, it was impossible to explode the full power... Xuan blood boil 567

That's why it is necessary to burn a full 3000 million yin and yang pills.Forcibly increase its power, and a terrifying attack erupts...

"Boom!" As soon as 3000 million yin and yang pills were poured into the blood holy seat, the dragon chair suddenly burst into earth-shattering vibrato, from the original golden color, suddenly, it was dyed into a scarlet, deep red scarlet scarlet , the color is the same as this boundless sea of ​​blood, at the same time.An evil, domineering, terrifying, and violent aura swept out like a storm...

"Peng!" A bloody field stretched out domineeringly, enclosing Xuanyuanpeng in it...

"Roar!" In the blood "color" field, there are dense and colorful phantoms of blood "color" phantoms, and each blood "color" phantom has a head hanging on the ground, and the blood hair hangs down to cover the head and face.Kneel on one knee, with your hands on the ground.At a glance, there are hundreds of thousands of phantoms densely packed, as well as the distant blood "color" space, it seems that there are more afterimages of blood "color" phantoms, but the energy is insufficient, and not all of them are manifested...

"Crack!", "Crack!", "Crack!", "Crack!", "Crack!"... There were creepy trills of wings exploding, like raindrops, Pairs of blood-colored giant wings.One after another, bloody missiles shot out from behind the backs of blood-colored phantoms...

"Crack!" Pairs of broad blood wings lashed against the wind, making a violent blasting sound!

"Boom!" A huge blood-colored dragon chair was suspended in mid-air, and Mr. Zhetian was sitting on the blood chair, with both hands pressed on the armrest.His face was cold, and his eyes were shining with an evil blood-colored light. His expression was no longer that of a human being, but like a god in the sky.Overlooking the densely packed magical soldiers and generals on the ground...

"In the name of the blood god, I sentence the person in front of me to death!" The voice of Mr. Zhetian is no longer a human voice, but a noble and majestic trill that clangs like a metal crash. , at the moment of uttering the last word, it was suddenly projected on Xuanyuanpeng's body...

"Wow!"... On the ground, hundreds of thousands of blood-winged ghosts knelt down to the throne of Master Zhetian, and turned their heads, their blood-colored eyes flashed with blood-colored savage lights, and looked at Xuanyuan Peng...

"This... This is not the realm of the Taoist clan... This is definitely the realm of the western gods. It is probably the terrifying realm of the vampire clan. Where did Mr. Zhetian grab such a blood holy seat? Pretending to be a common one of the Taoist clan Dragon chair, what a powerful domain power..."

Xuanyuanpeng immediately discovered that the bloody energy and bloody aura permeating this domain was not the aura of the Eastern Taoist clan at all, but the aura of the vampire clan among the Western holy clans he had encountered. It's just that this kind of breath is more noble and powerful. Could it be that this Zhetian is also a great master of the vampire family?

"No, there are no blood-sucking fangs on the lips of Mr. Zhetian. He is still a human race, but he just got this blood saint's seat!"

"Puffy"... A series of bloody ghosts, with bloody wings flashing violently, seemed to be like countless giant birds flying up into the air. In an instant, they formed a huge blood formation, circling and dancing, and it was a big bird. The immeasurable shape of a vampire...

"Boom!" The vampire array, like a terrifying and boundless mountain of blood, violently pounced down, and an incomparably huge aura locked on Xuanyuanpeng, turning the air around him into blood. The stickiness made it extremely difficult for him to move around. Obviously, this field is also the power of the field...

"Fight it!" Xuanyuanpeng let out a long cry, shook his arms, and with a bang, a torrent of 5000 million Yin-Yang pills suddenly exploded in the cave of the Underworld, burning violently. Now he has finally made a breakthrough in cultivation. Now that he has reached the Heaven-reaching Realm, he wants to imitate Lord Zhetian's method of burning the Yin-Yang Pill to explode the power of the Dao Artifact, and forcibly activate the Devil's Underworld Artifact of the Eighteenth Floor of Hell. He felt that he was no match for this vampire formation at all...

That blood array blasted down, like a blow from a blood saint. The power was immeasurable, far exceeding the combined power of him and the digital power. He had to force a stronger force to fight against it!

"Boom!" The flaming energy of the 5000 million Yin-Yang Pills seemed to wake up the hell devil who had been sleeping for thousands of years. On Xuanyuanpeng's back, there suddenly burst out "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" The explosion trembled, countless lights twisted, and a large piece of air collapsed...

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" Opened, behind Xuanyuanpeng, five hell portals were opened in a row, and the breath overflowing from one portal was stronger than the other...

"Peng!" All of a sudden, the five gates of hell rushed into Xuanyuan Peng's left and right arms. In an instant, the color of Xuanyuan Peng's arms changed from human skin to pitch black and blurry. Devil-like arms, hideous and terrifying scales, quickly condensed and grew out... Mysterious blood boils 567

"Roar!" The moment Xuanyuanpeng's arms were blessed in the entire five-level hell space, Xuanyuanpeng's expression changed drastically, and what flickered in his eyes was no longer the light of human beings, but an incomparably majestic light that ruled the cycle of life and death. His cold, noble, irresistible aura...

"Tear the sky and the earth!" Xuanyuanpeng roared, his fists faced the bloody formation that was crushing down, and smashed through the air. His fists suddenly changed the shape of human fists at the moment they were thrown out. The shape, with a bang, a fist exploded into a bunch of terrifying pliers chains twisted by countless tongue-pulling pliers, and a fist exploded into a bunch of terrifying scissors chains twisted by countless finger-scissor knives, violently "shooting" into the sky... …

"Clang, clang, clang...Boom!..." The chain tongs and chain scissors hit the bloody formation, spinning and drilling frantically, bursting out billowing electric sparks, blasting through the bloody formation suddenly, two The Dao Hell God Chain blasted in from the front of the formation, and exploded from the back of the formation... Countless blood-colored ghosts were blasted into the sky like a torrential rain...

"Iron tree hell!" Xuanyuanpeng roared, raised his foot and stomped the ground fiercely, with a bang, a terrifying hell space suddenly opened a dark portal, as if the whole earth suddenly opened a big mouth It seems that hundreds of thousands of pointed iron trees burst out like iron bamboo shoots all over the ground...

"Puff, puff, puff"... The falling blood-colored phantom was pierced through the back by iron trees like skewers, and hung on the iron trees howling...

"Huh?" Young Master Zhetian, who was sitting proudly on the throne of the Blood Saint, did not expect Xuanyuan Peng to unleash such a powerful and unfathomable power of Dao soldiers. The "color" phantom reappeared like a locust,...

"Blood Sacred Scepter, let's emerge!" Young Master Zhetian's eyes were flickering with terrifying blood, and one right hand suddenly stretched out, and with a snap, five fingers spread apart...

"Swish, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..." Bloody phantoms like torrential rain shook their blood wings one after another. As quickly as they folded into an extremely thick bloody wand, this is a terrifying wand condensed by the power of the domain...

"Guo Lie, die!" Young Master Zhetian stood up with a bang, and stepped forward, as if he had crossed the void in an instant, waving a blood stick made of hundreds of thousands of bloody shadows, covering the sky and covering the earth. One of my sticks fell down...

Woooooo, hooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... ...

boom! ... With a strike of the stick, the situation changed color, and the entire bloody field trembled, as if it was overwhelmed and about to collapse. It can be seen how much energy this stick has condensed. Above a star, that star will be blasted in an instant...

"Explode the mountains with one stick!" When this stick is struck down, even if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, they will not be able to withstand the force of this stick!

"Hmph, the gate of hell!" Xuanyuanpeng roared wildly, shaking his arms, and the five hell spaces were quickly superimposed together, and a huge city of the underworld was born, which was a majestic and gloomy city. This is a gigantic city as large as the stars. It is the first five hell spaces among the eighteen hells, and it is a grand pass...

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