Mengmeng Mountains and Seas

Chapter 1034 Xuanyuan Yeluo With a Wry Smile

The three thousand-meter blood pillars gave off an aura that made the soul tremble, and the blood light intertwined between the three pillars, condensing into a huge blood net.

The blood web was constructed of crystal clear blood-colored crystal nodes, and the moment it appeared, it brought heavy pressure on May that could hardly breathe.

After this blood net appeared, the air became viscous, giving people an ominous premonition that the world was about to fall.

"Blood spirit seal!" Xiaoxiang held the three-phase seal and took a photo of Mei Yi who was riding on the white flood dragon, and the huge blood net spread instantly, completely covering the white flood dragon's slender body of [-] meters.

This is the secret technique completed by Xiao Liu, a genius who developed the bloodline supernatural power. The imitation object is the great forbidden technique performed by a certain ancient holy beast that disappeared in ancient times. It is said that the complete forbidden technique was once sealed even by immortals. Now Koyanagi is using the simplified version.

"Ah!" Feeling that something was wrong, Mei once again used herself as a bow to activate the super supernatural power superimposed by the shock ring, trying to break the situation with strength.

It has to be said that she has the opportunity and the possibility.

If she had become more proficient in using the power of the shock ring and had more chances to fight against experts at Xiangliu's level, this second shot of the shock ring might have been able to be executed.

However, the reality is that there is no such thing as what-ifs. Potential is just potential after all. Even though Mei Yi's strength now surpasses the strongest in many ranking battles of the Divine Will in the past, the opponents she meets are not at the Divine Will rank at all. in the hierarchy.

There was no chance for May to fight back. Xiaoxiang just held the seal of the three phases and pressed it with his backhand. The huge blood network began to shrink and compress, completely turning the area where May was located into a huge amber blood cell.

Mei Yi's shocking blow, which was about to be shot, had no chance to shoot again. In a burst of dizziness, the hundred-meter-high sealed blood ball was directly thrown into the bottom of the sea of ​​clouds by Xiao Xiang.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhhhhh," mei, who was almost able to counterattack successfully, shot the unfinished arrow unwillingly. Xiaoxiang shrugged casually.

After knocking down the Princess Guixu who was wearing a strange fairy dress into the sea of ​​clouds, Xiaoxiang, Xiaoliu, and even Princess Tianhuang were all in a good mood

"Goodbye."

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In the basement of the Xuanyuan Family's Sword Palace, Qilin had been waiting for May to fall from the sky, and casually rolled her tail, and rolled Mei Yi, who had exhausted her strength and lost consciousness after shedding her bride's dress, to her side.

"It turned out to be the little Xiangliu from back then. I haven't seen him for so many years, and the little guy from back then has grown up too." Looking at the victorious Xiangliu with great interest, Qilin showed a nostalgic expression.

After so many years, the vicissitudes of life have passed, and the only ones who can live from that era to the present are the descendants of the water god, who are beloved by the world.

"This little guy, Mei Yi, is not bad either. Is he a descendant of Blue Star? That guy has finally split into offspring." Qilin touched Mei Yi who was in a coma with his huge head, his face was full of tenderness, and swept away the The expressions of the immortal warlocks who didn't know if they were dead or alive were completely different.

This is her acquaintance, so naturally she has special treatment, and the total amount of garbage over there is not as important as this little May.

Kunlun, Yaochi, Guixu, Penglai, the four great holy places of the seas and mountains that existed in ancient times, in fact, each of them has some relationship with her, after all, she was the ancient leader of the entire seas and mountains at that time.

I don't know if so many years have passed, whether there are new dream species born in these four holy places.

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"Strange, why do you feel that you will be in danger after losing?" On a certain sword platform in the third area, Zhu Huo looked under the sea of ​​clouds with some fear, as if there were some monsters eating people there.

This feeling has been there since the Feathered Serpent appeared, especially when stepping on the transparent corridors that suddenly appeared one after another, the bad feeling became more and more obvious.

For this reason, Zhu Huo rarely used Nanming Lihuo's power wantonly, but turned to use the Tiangang Fist inherited from his sister.

"Hey, ha!" After exhaling, Zhu Huo raised his fist high, took seven steps in a row, and bombarded his opponent, Immortal Warlock Sword.

This is a Shenyi-level sword repairer from the Xuanyuan family. Like the Xuanyuan little saint Mei Xue met, he has practiced the bloodstain secret technique.

His name is Xuanyuan Yeluo, and his face behind the cloak is the same as that of Little Saint Xuanyuan, destroyed by a series of sword marks.

Not only that, his face is very old for some reason, and he looks like he is five or sixty years old.

On his sword, there is a lingering deep twilight, just like his old face, giving people a sense of vicissitudes of time.

In contrast, Zhu Huo erupted with unprecedented youthful vigor, and she, who automatically sealed Nanming Lihuo's power, showed an amazing talent in the fist of Tiangang.

The Fist of Tiangang emphasizes a domineering, brave and diligent, sweeping everything. This is the fist that Zhu Xuan is proud of, and it is the embodiment of her spirit and spirit.

However, Zhu Huo's Tiangang Fist is slightly different from Zhu Xuan's.

Her fists are more full of aura, her moves are more gorgeous and changeable, and her footsteps are even more subtle than Zhu Xuan's.

If it is said that Zhu Xuan's Tiangang fist is like an emperor who despises the world, and I am the only one in the world, then Zhu Huo's fist is like a flying bird, singing like a phoenix!

"one!"

"two!"

"Three!" With brisk footsteps and punches confidently and comfortably, Zhu Huo, who remained in the first stage of Tiangang Martial God, almost kept hitting Xuanyuan Yeluo, without giving him the slightest chance to fight back.

"..." Xuanyuan Yeluo was silent, silent, really didn't know what expression to show at this time.

His sword is by no means an ordinary thing. What he practices is the extremely difficult and difficult way of swordsmanship inherited by the Xuanyuan family, and the difficulty of getting started can be called the "years" way like a nightmare.

For those who have cultivated this way, the first thing to pass away is their own years, so the sword cultivator of the Xuanyuan family, who has achieved great sword intent, looks more and more terrifying as he gets older.

This is not just the appearance of aging, but also the essence of vitality. It is said that this kendo refers to the Buddhist way of withering prosperity. The more withered the body, the more terrifying this kendo can be displayed.

Practitioners of this way of kendo don't move their swords, and once they use their swords, they want to reduce the life span of the opponent.

According to the depth of practice, the life span that can be reduced is also different. It is said that in the history of the Xuanyuan family, the great master who has practiced this kendo to the ultimate level can cut off the opponent's life span of a thousand years with a single sword.

Now he looks like he is five or sixty years old, every swing of his sword can definitely reduce the opponent's fate for about a year,

(End of this chapter)