Peerless Immortal

Chapter 973 Triple Strength (50 monthly ticket plus more)

Chapter 97: Triple Strength

"That's my coagulation of fat and blue blood!" On the stand, the **** face looked furious.

Although his internal organs were snatched away, he was still alive. This was the miracle of the Jade Blood Demon Sect. In the next period of time, he will take the pill and the internal organs will grow back.

He lost that piece of condensed blood, which was an ancient artifact of his sect, which was quite precious. He himself was not willing to use it. Now that he saw it was used by Leng Xiaoyu, he was so angry that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Leng Xiaoyu, die!" Xue Potian wanted Leng Xiaoyu to be killed by Meng Ao.

But it seems that Leng Xiaoyu is not so easy to die.

After she sucked in the condensed blood, an invisible blood gas gathered around her body, from invisible to tangible, and finally formed a blood mist light curtain!

"This congealing blood..." There were also many monks in the stands who were more knowledgeable.

"There is even this good thing!" Sitting in the VIP area, Leng Haishan almost jumped up excitedly.

He was quite worried about Leng Xiaoyu's scene. I was afraid that Leng Xiaoyu would be irresponsible and insisted on challenging Mengao, and he might end up in an ugly end.

But seeing Leng Xiaoyu using this precious piece of ancient blood for clotting fat, he was relieved a lot.

"Ordinary fat clotting and blue blood, although it has the effect of strengthening the body, but the effect is limited. Only the ancient fat clotting blood that truly reaches the treasure level can form a blood coagulation layer! Good thing! I can't think that a small fish has such a good thing!" Leng Haishan directly opened his mouth and smiled at the old Demon Li beside him, "This is the best product among the coagulation and blue blood, called the ancient blood for coagulation. According to Xiaoyu's strength, I am afraid it can be more than tripled!"

"In an instant three times the strength!" Old Demon Li couldn't help being speechless.

Their conversation was heard by many people, and then these people quickly passed on the message.

"More than three times!"

"My God, it's amazing!"

"The Little Fish Saintess is already pretty good, but now she has tripled her strength..." At this point, many people's faces appeared shocked, looking at Meng Ao in the martial arts space, and blurted out two words. The word, "Enough!"

Indeed, Mengao already felt the pressure.

He clearly felt that after Leng Xiaoyu used this piece of condensed blood, he clearly released a powerful power from the opponent's body! Accompanied by the blood mist layer around Leng Xiaoyu's body, she was in it, as if a blood **** had descended, high above, with a domineering aura!

"Damn it, it gives me this feeling. I should be the one who gave you this feeling!" Meng Ao's brow furrowed, his eyes sharpened.

"Little Fish Saint, your strength has improved a lot!" Meng Ao said with a gloomy face, clenching his fists, "but you know that foreign objects are foreign objects. After all, these powers are not yours. You will have to pay back after all. !"

Mengao was right.

Condensing fat and clear blood can not only release powerful blood tract power, but also stimulate the potential in Leng Xiaoyu's body! This kind of stimulation, just like the Black Blood Pill, has certain side effects.

However, the side effects of coagulation and blue blood are not very big.

Leng Xiaoyu chuckled, "I have trouble with fellow Lao Meng Ao Daoists, anyway, after this one, I don’t want to play the next one. It’s best if I beat you in this one and directly surrender to Ding Hao in the next final. , My task is complete."

Hearing what she said, there was an uproar outside.

But Mengao didn't take it seriously, "I'll talk about it when you win!"

Immediately, the battle began.

"Blood pool bracelet, put it!"

The old rules, the disciples of the Holy Land of the Blood Pool, must release the bleeding pool before fighting, and fighting in the blood pool will take advantage.

However, Meng Ao didn't care about this. He had enough cultivation base, enough strength, and enough combat experience. The blood pool did not cause much damage to him.

"Is this stupid blood pool beast your main attack method?"

A mocking color appeared on Meng Ao's face, "Can an ancient corpse of an extraterritorial celestial demon sweep the world of immortality? Little Fish Saint, you are too naive!"

While talking, he raised his hand with a storage ring and released a screen from it.

On the screen is a picture of mountains and rivers in ink. This picture is not fixed, the scenery above is still flowing. The screen flew to the blood pond beast, Meng Ao wiped it again, and another screen flew out. Before and after, a total of eight screens flew out, all with different pictures and sceneries.

"Painting the screen with eight gates!"

The eight screens are arranged in a gossip pattern, and they fly out one by one and become huge. Surrounding the blood pond beast, standing bang bang around the blood pond beast!

When these eight huge barriers fell, they trapped the huge blood pool beast in them. And in the space formed by these eight giant screens, an independent array space was formed, trapping the blood pond beasts in it!

Roar!

Such a huge blood pool beast, standing in the formation, could not get out.

"My God, what treasure is this?"

"It's Tianmen disciple, these treasures are unheard of!" In the stands, all the hanging silk monks looked dumbfounded.

But Old Demon Li and Zhang Li could see more clearly.

"Good treasure!" Zhang Li nodded, "The most precious thing about this treasure is not that it can trap people. It is that these eight screens form a semi-enclosed self-contained space! Great! Good thing!"

The formation opens up space, which is not too difficult.

But it is very difficult to make a space of its own.

The so-called self-contained space is this world, which is self-contained, and can even be unaffected by the will of the outside world! To use an analogy, the small world is a very standard self-contained space, and the will of the outside world cannot perceive it at all.

The most powerful thing about these eight screens is that after separating this self-contained space, it is not closed yet! Even if Zhang Li wanted to build this kind of treasure, he didn't have enough materials to make it out. It should be an ancient treasure.

Ho Ho Ho!

The blood pool beasts were spinning around in this self-contained space, and couldn't find their way out, only shouting loudly.

"Do you want to trap my blood pool beast?" Leng Xiaoyu smiled, "You can't do it!"

After speaking, her figure suddenly sank down, and soon stood on the surface of the blood pond lake like a crimson crystal. Then she stretched out a jade hand and slammed it down, "The wave of the blood pool, start it for me!"

boom!

With this press of her, the calm blood pool was suddenly broken, and a huge wave soaring into the sky was set off and hit the eight screens! Wow! The waves of blood hit the sky on the eight huge screens, and the blood washed over the screens.

"Want to defile my treasure?" Meng Ao was furious.

This painting screen eight gate array was borrowed from a senior master uncle he had borrowed. The uncle master cherished this treasure very much. If there is a little damage, he should be asked if he is proud.

"Wuchen Jue, give it to me!" Meng Ao stood in the air, flipping his fingers one after another, playing eight consecutive methods. These eight tactics formed eight huge runes, which were printed on the eight gates of the painting screen. After that, a faint light appeared on the eight screens.

When the blood pond water behind was washed on the eight screens again, it was completely blocked by the power of the magic arts above.

"I want to block my blood pool with the dust-free technique?" Leng Xiaoyu sneered, and her whole body was surging with spiritual energy. Before her blood energy was far superior, some spells had also been enhanced a lot.

"Blood Tornado!" Leng Xiaoyu's figure is just an elegant rotation. In the blood pool, a blood-colored tornado that is 100 meters high is suddenly swept up. The tornado is quite huge, directly covering the eight screens, spinning rapidly .

The blood pool water has a powerful ability to corrode and dirty, and the Wuchen Jue cannot stop it at all. After a while, the eight huge runes begin to twist. It seems that they can’t hold it. The dim light on the eight screens is also It started to dim.

"Damn it!" Meng Ao's face showed irritation, and he must not let these eight screens be slightly defaced.

Vulcan!

Meng Ao did not hesitate to release the Vulcan Spear.

Wow! In the stands outside the martial arts arena, all of a sudden it became noisy.

"Meng'ao, we must win! Meng'ao, we must win!" All the monks of the Demon Sect of Seven Emotions screamed like crazy.

Meng Ao is the hope of the Seven Emotions Demon Sect, and it carries the honor of the Seven Emotions Demon Sect. Only when he takes out the Vulcan Spear, his momentum will rise to the top! With the Vulcan spear in hand, Mengao seems to be a **** descending to the earth, and it's impossible!

But on the other side, all the monks who supported Leng Xiaoyu shouted, "Little fish, come on! Little fish, come on!"

Indeed, Leng Xiaoyu has proven himself with strength.

Before, in order to force Meng Ao's Vulcan spear, how much did Zhang Shasha pay? But not long after Leng Xiaoyu started fighting, he forced Meng Ao to use the Vulcan Spear. From the side, it showed that Leng Xiaoyu's strength had reached an unprecedented height.

"Break for me!"

With Meng Ao's Fire Gun in his hand, he seemed to have changed a person, as if he was a real fire god.

His figure and the Vulcan spear rushed out from the back of the flamingo, like a sharp spike, rushing into the blood tornado in front of him!

In the next second, everyone saw the huge blood tornado, shooting out several gun shadows.

In the next second, Meng Ao's violent shout came from the blood tornado, "Broken!"

When the word mantra was spit out, the blood tornado that was 100 meters high slammed into a rain of blood, and it fell violently. In the blood rain, this revealed the proud figure, with a gun in one hand, and sturdy eyes, staring at Leng Xiaoyu like a king over the world.

"So strong!" The cultivators of the Seven Emotions Demon Sect outside gave out an earth-shattering applause.

This shot exploded the blood tornado of Leng Xiaoyu several hundred meters, and the picture was so shocking that the young monks were excited!

Leng Xiaoyu's blood pond beast was trapped, and the eight-door array that wanted to defile the other party was broken by Meng Ao. Seeing that she was a little bit out of skill.

But in this case, she laughed like a silver bell, "It seems that I have to use my destiny!"

After she said this, there was another uproar in the stands outside.

"It turns out she was hiding too!"

"I just said, how could Saint Little Fish not have her own destiny!"

Three shifts are sent, and the next shift is 12 o'clock.

(End of this chapter)