Peerless God of War

The bloody sky shrouded the whole holy King City. Everyone felt the terrible power emanating from it. They couldn't help shivering. That power was too terrible, far beyond the terrible power that the world could have.

"Whether you are dead or alive depends on your own creation."

The blood giant looked at the completely destroyed space, and the same light flashed in his eyes. Then the wisps of light emitted, his body gradually faded, and finally disappeared completely.

With his disappearance, the terrible power that enveloped the world also disappeared. Those Wuxiu who knelt on the ground stood up one by one and looked at the destroyed space with a color of fear. This is the power of the gods. Even a little thought can make such a terrible blow.

The last desperate blow of the blood demon was too frightening to summon the gods to help attack. However, they didn't know that the blood demon spirit sacrificed tens of thousands of martial arts souls, and he himself also made a blood sacrifice, which called a thread of God's thought of the God of bleeding. If it were not for the causal relationship between the ancient wind and the blood god, he would never do it.

"Ancient style..."

Shuiqianrou and others looked at the completely collapsed space, the bloody energy was raging, and the power could easily destroy a strong person in the condensed soul state. They were roaring at the top of their lungs, but only psychic power was roaring.

"I'll see if you die this time."

Bai Dashao's eyes were also filled with fear, but a moment later, his face was filled with a happy smile. The old custom did frighten him, but now he is dead and can't die anymore. How could he survive the attack of the gods, a triple martial cultivation in the soul forging realm.

"Ha ha, do you see that the gods are punishing you and will continue to resist? That is, if you fight against the gods, you will end up like him." Bai Dashao glanced at everyone and said with a laugh.

The eight royal houses of the Shuiyue Dynasty and the sixteen martial arts practices all have slightly changed faces. Gods, what a terrible existence that will help them, which makes their hearts very heavy.

"Kill..."

Water thousands of soft pretty faces are as cold as frost, and there is a cold killing intention in those eyes. The cold spiritual power surged out of the body, and six stars twinkled in the air. The supernatural power was instilled into the plain cloud flag in his hand.

"Boom"

The plain cloud flag soared and turned into a hundred feet huge. The bright chaotic light directly broke through the sky. Even the blood energy that covered the sky and covered the heat was directly torn open. On shuiqianrou's forehead, there are ice blue lines. It's an ice Phoenix, emitting a dignified atmosphere.

Among the crowd, Shen Lingshan looked at the ice Phoenix on shuiqianrou's forehead. Her face couldn't help changing: "no, this silly girl wants to work hard."

She didn't expect that Shui qianrou would be crazy to this extent. When Bing Feng appeared, Shui qianrou would attack unreservedly. Although her realm would be improved temporarily, the sequelae would be very huge. It would overdraw her limit, and I'm afraid she would never be able to set foot in the condensed realm.

Her body moved and rushed towards shuiqianrou quickly.

At this time, a figure stepped out of the void and put his palm on shuiqianrou's shoulder. The spirit power on the palm of her hand radiated and pressed down the surging spirit power on her body, and the flickering ice phoenix pattern also slowly disappeared. The man said, "you don't have to work hard to deal with such a small beauty."

Hearing the familiar voice, shuiqianrou's face turned around and saw the familiar face. There was a fog in her beautiful eyes: "ancient wind."

Yes, this man is ancient. Originally, when the blood cells fell on him, he thought he would die. But at the last moment, the life and death map in his body appeared. Gu Feng saw an illusory figure above, his hands were sealed, and an energy mask appeared around his body, which could not be broken by the bloody energy.

Under the protection of the life and death diagram, he came out of the bloody energy storm.

Looking at the clothes as before, there was no trace of ancient style on the body. The scene was unusually quiet. Everyone looked at the ancient style like a ghost. It was a divine attack. Even the strong in the soul state would be crushed under that terrible attack, but the ancient wind had nothing to do, which was incredible.

But no matter how incredible, the ancient wind appeared in front of them unharmed.

Liu mubai was also stunned. Looking at the ancient style, a strange light flashed in his eyes. Naturally, he would not think that it was the blood god who deliberately let go of the ancient customs. A God would never do such a thing. Then there is only one explanation. The ancient wind has a secret and can even survive the attack of the gods.

"It seems that we should seriously investigate this ancient custom." Liu mubai secretly said in his heart.

"How could it be, how could you still be alive..." Bai Dashao looked at the ancient wind and screamed at the gain and loss. Other Wu Xiu of the Bai family also looked pale. How could he survive.

"You bastard, I'm worried to death." Feng Qingyang said with a laugh on his face. He just looked at his slightly red eyes and knew that this guy must have been very sad before.

The tears on Wu Yingying's pretty face were not dry. Looking at the ancient wind, his eyes were also filled with joy.

"Now it's your turn." Gu Feng looked at Bai Dashao with the a cold smile: "kill."

The body shape flickered and had rushed towards a white family's Wu Xiu. Facing the ancient wind with great momentum, Wu Xiu of the Bai family turned pale, retreated without fighting and fled to the distance. The ancient wind really frightened him. Even the gods couldn't help him. How can we fight? It's important to hurry and escape.

But no matter how fast he was, he could not catch up with the ancient wind. In the blink of an eye, the ancient wind caught up with him. His fist radiated the light of the elite, carrying tens of thousands of kilograms of power, and smashed it at his back heart.

"Poof"

Blood gushed out with broken internal organs, and the martial cultivation of a triple peak of soul forging realm was directly killed by the ancient wind. There was an uproar at the scene. This ancient style is simply abnormal. First he killed the wolf awning, and then he killed the blood demon spirit. He was still unharmed under the attack of the blood god. Now he directly killed a triple peak martial cultivation in the soul forging realm. They really can't think of any words to describe him except metamorphosis.