Mysterious blood boils

The purpose of so many sects appearing together is to each grab a share of the fairy treasure. If one grabs more and the other grabs less, then the two sects will clash, and the others will all get a share of the benefits. Naturally, they are happy to sit on the mountain and watch Hu Dou, even holding the mentality of taking advantage of the opportunity to pick up a bargain.

The problem is: Xuanyuanpeng is the only one who owns the entire Heavenly King's Palace, and has been tabooed by the world!Especially the Primordial Sword Sect, if the Natural Sect swallows the treasures of the Immortals all by itself, it is certain that the Natural Sect will surpass the power of the Sword Sect in the future and become the real number one sect in the world.

Do you think the Taikoo Sword Sect will suppress it with all its strength and stir up the muddy water to snatch it again?Except for Jianzong, including the Sun Moon Wanxing Sect who is closest to Natural Sect, they all started to covet. Soup attitude.

Not to mention the ancient gods and beasts, the demon clan, the Xuanzong outside the territory... Thousands of huge forces are all targeting the natural gate, and the natural gate family cannot withstand such a huge pressure.Zhao Tongxuan had no choice but to leave.

As soon as the people from the Natural Sect left, the Wandu Witch King, with a sneer on his face, flew down in front of Xuanyuanpeng, and roared cruelly and ferociously: "Young man, you killed my son Huyan Dutian, I didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly, did you?" Hehehe, give me your life!" His big hand stretched out suddenly, as thin as a bird's claw, and each finger turned out to be a colorful green color, containing a terrifying voodoo ...... Mysterious Blood Boiling 664

"Ah rice grain Marahorn..." Wandu Witch King spoke an ancient witch language that no one could understand, and his skinny claws fluttered.A voodoo world burst open.A circle of soul-stirring crystal walls of the cave world of human heads suddenly surrounded Xuanyuanpeng, and with his big hand shaking, countless bloody human heads split open their mouths, spewing out countless terrifying green streams. fog……

"Primeval voodoo way!"

"Chi Chi Chi..." Wherever the green mist passed, the air melted into ashes, corroding the dark atmosphere of the black hole.The sky was full of green mist, slowly drifting towards Xuanyuanpeng who was trapped in that world...

Just as the Wandu Witch King made his move, powerful auras locked onto Sheng Ling's figure. Thousands of top figures at the scene were all frightening the green-robed old man, if he dared to help.Will be mobbed.The situation was so fierce and dangerous that Sheng Ling couldn't help frowning.

"Hmph, do you really think I'm afraid of you? Anyone who dares to stop me will die!" Xuanyuan Peng was furious, and Xianzang Xianzang.It is a common practice in the world for those who are destined to get it. Now that he has it, if it is easy to talk about it, Xuanyuanpeng doesn't just want to take it all for himself.It is entirely possible to take part of it and distribute it to the Taoist decent sect with a better reputation.Then unite and fight against the threat of the demon clan and demon sect!

But now, no matter the good or the bad, they have joined forces and tried to suppress him. This kind of aggrieved spirit is unbearable for him.

Now he has obtained a fairy storehouse, a wooden key with five layers of caves, and I don’t know how many treasures it contains. He no longer needs to take shelter in the natural gate of heaven and earth. You protect me, and I accept your favor, so I will naturally benefit the sect. Now go away and throw him to a group of tigers and wolves, heh heh, then don't blame me for taking this fairy treasure to myself!

If you say I'm the only one, I'll be the only one, if you say I'm the devil, I'll be the devil!Xuanyuan Peng's eyes were burning with rage, endless murderous aura, he was really angry, furious, furious, so angry that he was about to explode!Even if it alarmed Yinxian, he would not hesitate to fight and expose his trump card!

"Boom!" He didn't wait for the terrifying corpse aura voodoo to approach him, and quickly burned [-] million tons of Yin-Yang holy water, and an extremely black sickle-shaped demonic aura shot up into the sky!

"Death Scythe!" Appears again!

"Kill!" Xuanyuan Peng roared, the death scythe shook and clicked, and a stern, terrifying, and death-filled black sickle flew into the sky, breaking through the voodoo world with one strike The crystal wall slashed violently on the chest and abdomen of the Ten Thousand Poison Witch King...

"Ahhh..." The scream of the Wanpoison Witch King shocked the minds of countless great saint suzerain giants. The death scythe slashed on the Witch King's chest and abdomen, and there was a sound of death energy. In an instant, he sucked up the essence and blood of the Witch King without leaving a single drop...

"Pfft!" The scythe was cut, the corpse was split in two, and the poisonous witch king fell under the scythe of death!

"How is it possible, what kind of magic weapon is so powerful?"

"Impossible, how can a majestic eighth-rank great sage be hacked to death with a single scythe?" The countless heroes at the scene were all dumbfounded. Because the history of ten thousand years ago had been tampered with by the immortal clan, almost none of the heroes at the scene knew each other. The true face of the Death God's Scythe, because all the information about the Demon Lord ten thousand years ago has been wiped out long ago, and it does not stay in this world.

Only the three deputy suzerains of the Primordial Sword Sect saw their faces change drastically, as if they recognized a trace of the death scythe, but they had only heard the ancient secrets of the death scythe , I don't dare to conclude that it must be the supreme murderous blade that is taboo in the world, and further confirmation is needed!

If you want to confirm, you have to wait until you return to the sect to meet the Yinxian lurking in the most mysterious holy place of Jianzong, and then use your supernatural powers to evolve the image of the death scythe, and ask the Yinxians to identify it!

When the Ten Thousand Poison Witch King was hacked to death by a scythe, the terrifying voodoo green mist permeated Xuanyuan Peng's body. This green mist even ignored his protective shield and his highly poisonous holy art , penetrated into the blood and bones, and in an instant, Xuanyuan Peng felt that his whole body was extremely weak, and he was almost about to be poisoned to death on the spot!

"Ahhh..." Xuanyuanpeng's dead souls were trembling. This kind of incomparably weird voodoo ignored all his defenses. Countless times higher and stronger, surpassing the limit of his resistance... Mysterious blood boils 664

"Om!" The Earth Mother God Tree sensed something was wrong, and suddenly spewed out a spring of life, which pierced into every inch of Xuanyuan Peng's body. Xuanyuan Peng's poisonous body, which was rapidly turning green, returned to normal and became full of vitality!

"This is the ancient voodoo sacred art! Sacred art melting pot, refine it for me!" Xuanyuanpeng knew that beheading a ten thousand poisonous witch king was tantamount to forging the terrifying giant enemy of the ancient witch star field. Voodoo, wrapped in the fountain of life, ingested into his holy magic furnace, more than 100 holy arts turned into flames that soared to the sky, violently refining that wisp of voodoo...

"Hai accepts all rivers, Taoism is natural!" He suddenly operated these two supreme Taoisms, and in an instant, from the wisp of voodoo, he stripped countless magical talismans, constantly evolving and reorganizing, and suddenly condensed into an ancient one. The voodoo pattern talisman flew into the cauldron wall of the holy magic furnace!

He refined this wisp of voodoo aura, and deduced this ancient voodoo cultivation method from a wisp of voodoo aura, forming a new sacred technique.

His sacred magic furnace gradually began to show the terrifying power of melting and copying!This is the new understanding that he has been born in the secret realm of reaching the sky, constantly improving, the holy art melting pot, which can smelt countless holy arts and divine skills, constantly improve himself, restore and copy!

"Xiaopeng, pay attention to the three deputy lords of the Primordial Sword Sect, they seem to recognize the origin of your sickle weapon!" A thought from the holy order was passed to Xuanyuanpeng, "We must escape from this place as soon as possible, the powerful There are too many enemies, I must call Thunder God and Lightning Mother to help you escape together!"

"Senior, I have noticed it too, but if I kill them in public, there will be no place for me in the entire Yanhuang world. I implore senior to kill them for me!" Xuanyuan Peng's eyes shrank, and he When cutting out the death scythe, he also watched the expressions of the heroes vigilantly.If he activates the weapon of the underworld or the big killer of the holy monument, he can definitely kill in "chaos", but that will anger the ancient sword sect and the hidden immortals hiding in the sword sect.

The Holy Order is his offering, and it is time to make great efforts, anyway, he cannot do without the benefits of Senior Holy Order!Xuanyuanpeng is determined to use steel on the blade.

"Okay!" Sheng Ling stared at the three of them, with murderous intent in his heart. He has followed Xuanyuanpeng so far. In addition to accepting Xuanyuanpeng's offerings, he has been observing and testing this son, especially this time. In the battle for Tibet, he witnessed the inaction of countless giants of good and evil, and how the spirits of the Heavenly King Palace regarded Xuanyuanpeng as a devil, then gradually changed their minds, and finally donated the fairyland to Xuanyuanpeng's entire body. process.

It must be Xuanyuanpeng who has the courage and blood to fight against the alien gods, not the group of sect giants who are selfish and have no overall situation.Shengling is the heart of the fairy in ancient times. He knows how to choose and who should help?

"Ah—the lightning surface, crack it!" Shengling suddenly burned [-] million tons of yin-yang holy water, and roared, and the spatial coordinates of the lightning surface that had been deduced countless times in his chest were smashed by his fist. , a strong force swept over the Thunder Mother Cauldron, and with a huff, it forcibly captured it from the wormhole!

"Crack, crack!" Rolling thunder and lightning spread across the sky, and a giant cauldron roared from the wormhole and flew down in front of Sheng Ling!

"Decree of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, what are you dragging us here forcibly? Hiss..." Lei Gong jumped out angrily, shouting angrily, before he could finish a sentence, he suddenly saw the suzerain giants surrounding them all over the sky, and his expression changed. Shock, took a breath of air-conditioning!

"What are you doing? What else can he do when he drags us here? Of course, he helped him fight. Don't talk nonsense, bring energy! How much energy you have, how much work you do, without energy, there is nothing we can do when we come!" Power Leaning on crutches tremblingly, the mother leaped over the tripod, and said with a sneer. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

Chapter 664: Kill a way out