From Cellar to Throne: Zen's Quest for Immortality

Mingwei's face sank slightly.

Just now, Ming Wei tried her best, but she was easily blocked by this comfort. This man's strength is a little higher than she estimated!

However, once a character like her takes action, her mood will not be shaken at all.

Especially in this kind of life and death battle, there is no room for turning around.

As soon as the words of comfort and leisure came to an end, her figure moved slightly. The whole person had disappeared in the same place. At the same time, Mingwei Zhenyuan said: "old Jin, join hands to kill him!"

The moment Mingwei disappears, she appears on the side of Weixian's body. A colorful halo envelops Weixian in it!

Comfort leisure also didn't expect this woman didn't have the slightest hesitation, unexpectedly by this colorful halo set!

The space in this colorful halo becomes very sticky. I feel relieved to read. I want to make a big move, but I didn't succeed in leaving from this colorful halo.

Old Jin also moved with him. A thick breath came out of his body. He jumped up with a golden hammer and a long golden cone in his hand. When he flew to the top of old Jin, a huge shadow of gold appeared behind him. It was like a legendary evil god coming down to earth, releasing its vast power at this moment.

He had aimed the long golden cone at Wei Xian, and the golden hammer of his right hand hit the cone hard!

"Dong!"

The shadow sent out a vast force, which all converged on the golden cone to fight toward comfort.

Jin Lao's attack was very oppressive. Even Mingwei, who was trapped in comfort, felt the power in the golden cone and had to give up. But the colorful halo didn't get rid of it. After all, with the halo removed, comfort can make a big move.

"Whoosh -"

the long golden cone turned into a dazzling golden light and went straight to Weixian.

Even if by these people attack successfully, lost three Xuanyuan guards, comfort leisure did not put them in the eye.

After joining the Tianshou Pavilion, he did not pay attention to the other side of the world. What's more, he came here well prepared this time.

Who knows that this group of madmen are desperate when they come up

In his heart, he became angry, but the crisis he was facing had to deal with the past.

"Since you want to die! Then let you get what you want! "

After that, Wei Xian stood in the same place and didn't have to flash. He let the long golden cone hit him.

But in the blink of an eye, the long golden cone had been stabbed at his head. When he saw the long golden cone stabbing into his eyebrows, a drop of blood burst out from his eyebrows.

When the golden long cone bumped into the drop of blood in his eyebrow, it made a brittle sound of gold and iron. This drop of blood actually blocked the thunder strike of Mr. Jin!

"Bo..."

A blood ball hidden on Wei Xian's head cracked.

As the blood ball split, the faces of Jin Lao and Ming Wei sank.

"Hermit power!"

Hermit powers are not rare in the mother world, but there are great differences between different people.

The hermit power released by Wei Xian just now, just relying on a drop of blood, can block Jin Lao's attack. It's incredible

"Good..."

"One blow makes me a hermit!"

"This drop of ethereal blood is precious to me. I didn't expect that it would be used on you today..."

The drop of blood released by the hermit's magic power wandered around the comfort, stayed on his fingertips and swayed constantly. It's hard to imagine the terrible power contained in this drop of blood.

"Ethereal blood..."

"This man can have a drop of ethereal blood!"

Ming Wei and Jin Lao's faces were shocked.

This drop of ethereal blood is also extremely rare in the mother world. Even a strong man like Ming Weijin could not have a drop.

Some people are willing to make a drop of ethereal blood into a hermit power to give comfort leisure, which shows that the status of comfort leisure is beyond their imagination. Either he is an important person in xuanyuanwei, or his family background is very prominent.

"Now that we have forced out this drop of blood, let's try our best to waste it on you..."

Speaking of the back, the sound of comfort became calm. The drop of blood quietly extended and grew up rapidly in his hands. After the continuous gushing of blood foam, it turned into a blood mass of palm size. In the blood mass, there was a row of sharp tusks.

"Kill him!"

As he said this, he gently pushed the blood ball towards Mr. Jin. Then he turned around and burst out a blood amulet in his hand. The blood amulet turned into a blood sword in the blink of an eye, and appeared on Mingwei's side. The Blood Sword chopped at Mingwei's head.

"Ding..."

Mingwei's fingers gently unfold, a colorful halo unfolds, blocking the chopping of the blood sword.

It seems that the blood sword can make all things dirty. The light on the colorful halo darkens when it touches.Comfort leisure without leaving a hand to split out the second sword, Mingwei can only once again expand a colorful halo.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

After several swords in a row, Weixian still looks relaxed, but Mingwei is very hard.

"I don't know why the Nuwa people are entangled with these chiyouwei?" Comfort leisure while suppressing Ming Wei, while asked.

I like the feeling of being in control.

According to his idea, even if he wants to fight in foreign countries, he has to find out the origin of these people, and then start to fight. But Ming Wei and other people don't give him this opportunity at all, which makes Wei Xian very depressed.

"What is it to do with you?" Mingwei said coldly.

With a slight turn of her hands, two colorful halos emerge at the same time. One halo blocks Wei Xian's blood sword, and the other halo cuts across to Wei Xian.

"Ding Ding!"

Wei Xian turns his hand around the blood sword, and the edge of the sword passes the two colorful rings at the same time.

After breaking the aura, Wei Xian smiles calmly and stabs Mingwei in front of her chest. "If you Nuwa people have nothing to do with these chiyouwei, I can spare your life, OK?"

Nuwa and Youxiong are not enemies in the mother world. This suggestion of comforting leisure will be moved by another person.

But Mingwei is very clear about gratitude and resentment. She has accepted Luo Zheng's affection, and it is absolutely impossible for her to step back at this time. Mingwei's body is gently on one side, avoiding the comforting Blood Sword. A charming smile appears on her face, but she shakes her head, "not so much!"

As the voice fell, her figure grew up in an instant, and her white and tender fist turned into a huge fist ten feet high and hit Wei Xian.

The power of the wild God is far more powerful than imagined, and comforting himself is like a broken sack being smashed out.