Volume 8 Chapter 46 Eight Desolate Blood Seals

"Idiot, a lot of old people talking nonsense?"

A sneer came from the white light.

Seeing that the blood-colored spear was about to hit the dazzling white light, unexpectedly, in the white light, a slender palm with skin like jade suddenly stretched out, and in the palm of the hand was holding a seven-foot long sword with cold light, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed at the blood-colored spear.

"Bell!"

The loud sound of gold and iron suddenly sounded, and the blood-colored spear was actually cut in two by the long sword, and the two halves of the severed spear flew towards the ground, "Boom! boom!" twice, and smashed heavily into the depths of the ground.

And the monk who was wrapped in white light seemed to be injured by the huge force carried by the blood spear, and his figure flickered, flying out tens of thousands of zhang away, and the white light scattered violently, but the monk turned around and flew away in another direction, bringing up a series of afterimages, and then, a dazzling white light burst out of his body again, enveloping the whole body.

"Rats who hide their heads and shrink their tails, this gentleman will kill you!"

The moment the blood-colored spear broke, the Mai man's iron-blue face suddenly swelled red like blood, and his body was boiling with uncontrollable qi and blood, and with a roar of anger, his figure rose into the air and chased after the dazzling white light.

Although this spear is not a fairy treasure, it has been cultivated in the body of the Mai man for more than 100,000 years, and it has long been dependent on each other, and it is not inferior to the immortal treasure.

As soon as the sleeves of the robe were raised, a ball of blood flames flew out, only in a flash. It appeared above the blinding white light, and there was a "boom". A seal the size of a small mountain suddenly flew out of the blood flames, smashing towards the dazzling light below.

Among the dark green seals, the blood-colored spirit patterns flowed endlessly. Turning into a circle of viscous blood flames, it flew away in all directions, and a suffocating terrifying coercion fell from the sky.

And this seal itself, like a black hole full of infinite suction, made the void within a radius of hundreds of miles shatter and twist, and they all collapsed towards the seal, and even the sky suddenly became dark.

Those monks who were originally in the back of the Mai man who were scattering and fleeing suddenly seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, struggling to move, monks below the realm of the Demon Ancestor. He couldn't even move, and he was imprisoned in the air.

"Eight Desolation Blood Seals!"

The female muttered, and suddenly her figure flew high and flew backwards like a light smoke, with a look of shock in her eyes, as if she knew the strength of this seal, and was terrified of it.

The rolling blood flames that flew out of the seal slammed into the dazzling white light, and the white light collapsed without a trace in the sound of cheering. The figure of a young man in white was revealed, a faint five-colored aura swirled around his body, seventeen or eighteen years old, with a round face. The pitch-black pupils were as bright as stars, and they were the aquatic beings who were dressed as Xing Wudao.

Seeing that the seal was about to smash on the top of Shui Sheng's head, Shui Sheng's empty palm was raised. Unhurriedly, he punched at the seal.

The terrifying coercion carried in the seal did not seem to have any effect on the aquatic life.

And that little fist struck the seal the size of a small mountain. But there was a loud sound like a symphony of gold and iron.

The seal tumbled and rose into the sky, but the aquatic figure flew towards the ground like a meteor. Seeing that he was about to crash into the depths of the earth, the two soles of his feet kicked each other, and his figure shook and flew high again.

This time, Shui Sheng did not turn around and run away, but went straight to the Mai man, the long sword in his hand suddenly burst into blue light, and with a wave of his arm, in the dragon-like sword roar, a blue sword shadow broke through the air, and went straight to the Mai man who rushed over like a teleportation and slashed his head.

The Mai man's face changed greatly, he didn't expect that someone would actually use a small fist to knock a fairy treasure away, and he didn't think that Shui Sheng was not running away at all, but luring himself to pounce.

The Eight Desolations Blood Seal smashed down on his head, even he didn't dare to block it with his fists, and as long as the bone-eroding blood flame in the blood seal was contaminated on the monk's body, it would inevitably be skin and flesh, and even the bones would turn into a pool of blood, but this blood flame fell on the aquatic body, but it could not corrode the thin layer of five-colored spiritual light around the aquatic body at all.

Judging from the spiritual pressure of the long sword in Shui Sheng's hand, it is obviously also an immortal treasure, and before the sword shadow arrives, the monstrous killing machine has already hit his body one step ahead, making his spine feel cold, and his heart is beating wildly.

Even if he was an ancient war bear clan and had a strong law body, he didn't dare to block the direct slash of the fairy sword.

The figure that rushed forward suddenly stopped in the air, his heart moved at will, the black light in his hand flashed, and there was an extra spear covered with black magic patterns on the body of the gun, his wrist shook slightly, and he picked up a gun flower the size of an acre, and stabbed it with a shot.

In the deafening loud noise, the sword shadow and the gun shadow collapsed at the same time, and a large cloud of blue and black light and shadow exploded in the air, and the figure of the man in sackcloth was thrown away by a huge force.

Shui Sheng followed like a shadow, and with a wave of the long sword in his hand, another sword slashed.

The fierce sword intent rushed to his face, and the man in Mai had to raise his gun to meet him.

As soon as the sword shadow was shattered, Shui Sheng had already arrived in front of him, holding the sword in both hands, and slashing it with a sword.

The man in sackcloth raised his spear and lay it in front of him.

"Bell!"

With the loud sound of gold and iron, the two of them each retreated thousands of feet away.

The right arm of the man in sackcloth with a gun was numb, and he shouted: "Who are you, why did you borrow Xing Wudao's body!"

"It's dying, why is there so much nonsense!"

Shui Sheng rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously.

The light and shadow in his hand flashed, the seven-star sword disappeared out of thin air, and the other palm grabbed at the void, and pulled out a pitch-black long stick that was a long one, and the faint five-colored spirit patterns on the stick body flickered.

The figure flickered, and he was already a few feet away in front of the man in Mai, and with a wave of the long stick, he smashed his head.

The black magic spear in the hand of the Mai man was unharmed under the slash of the Seven Star Sword, and it was obviously also an immortal treasure, and Shui Sheng simply sacrificed the black rod.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Several deafening loud noises rang out one after another.

When the stick gun collided for the sixth time, the Mai man spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the black magic gun flew out of his hand.

The aquatic life was pressing step by step, and he had been fighting with him in close quarters, and the speed was incredibly fast, and the man in Mai urged the Eight Desolation Blood Seals to smash it several times, but they all pounced, leaving only a cloud of rolling blood flames in the sky.

In the distance, all the monks were stunned, even the female squirt's eyes widened.

They could never have imagined that the man in sackcloth, who had always been regarded as an undefeated god of war, would be so embarrassed!

Of course, except for the female leader, even several nearby Demon Lord monks couldn't see the fight between the two clearly, and could only see two clouds of light and shadow shaking in the air, and the man in Mai was retreating in defeat.

"Benjun fought with you, Blood Prison!"

suffered such a big loss in front of his subordinates, the Mai man's chest seemed to be about to burst, his eyes were red, and he suddenly shouted angrily.

As soon as the words fell, a ball of rolling blood flames rose from the body, turning thousands of zhang of space into a sea of blood in the blink of an eye, and the Eight Desolation Blood Seals and the Black Demon Spear were even more spiritually struck towards the aquatic at the same time.

"Bloodhell, I'll turn you into an ice hell!"

A touch of disdain appeared on the corner of Shui Sheng's mouth, and with a wave of the black stick in his hand, with a "buzz", two mountain-like stick shadows smashed on the Eight Desolation Blood Seals and the Black Magic Spear one after the other, and with a loud bang, the two treasures flew away in the distance again.

At the same time, the tiger's body shook, and a cloud of azure ice flames surged out of its body, gathered in the air, and turned into a hundred-foot-long blue ice Jiao, shaking its head and tail and plunging into the sea of blood.

In the sound of sizzling, the rolling sea of blood actually condensed layers of frost rapidly, and could no longer spread rapidly to the surroundings.

This man originally wanted to use the power of the domain to trap the aquatic life, but he didn't expect that in front of the aquatic life, even the power of the domain didn't seem to be so easy to deploy.

"Are you a dream?"

Shui Sheng suddenly asked in a cold voice, and his figure flickered, strangely across a distance, and reappeared not far in front of the man in Mai, with a wave of the long stick in his hand, and swept away.

"Yes and what?

The figure of the man in sackcloth suddenly rose into the sky, and when he couldn't make a move, he dodged the attack of the stick shadow, with a wave of his big hand, the silver light flashed, and a small silver wheel spun and crashed into the water, rising in the wind, and turned into a few zhang in a blink of an eye, and the edge of the silver wheel was cold and shining, whining.

The void trembled suddenly, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth in all directions rushed towards the silver wheel in unison.

This silver wheel is also a fairy treasure.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the aquatic life to open the silver wheel, the man in Mai retreated back dozens of miles away like lightning, the blood flames around his body rolled, and the figure twisted and changed in the blood flames and turned into a monster with a thousand feet tall bear head and a human body, and there were golden spirit patterns flickering on the tower-like body, and the spiritual pressure in his body suddenly rose steadily.

The two bear paws stretched out, and the Eight Desolation Blood Seals and the Demon Spear fell into the palms of their palms in a flash.

The Pleiades let out an angry roar, and as soon as the bear's paw was raised, the Eight Desolation Blood Seals suddenly turned into a cloud of dazzling blood light and smashed towards the aquatic life.

The figure flickered, striding after the Eight Desolations Blood Seal and pounced on the water.

In an instant, the strength of the spiritual pressure revealed in the Eight Desolation Blood Seals was several times stronger than that of Fang Cai.

Shui Sheng had just knocked the silver wheel away, and the Eight Desolation Blood Seals had already smashed over with a roar.

Holding the stick in both hands, he struck it with a stick, and in the deafening loud noise, the eight-mangled blood seal flew back upside down, but the aquatic life was also thrown thousands of feet away by a huge force, and his arms were faintly numb.

Rolling on the spot, he turned into a four-headed eight-armed golden-bodied giant, covered with pieces of black and gold dragon scales all over his body, as if wearing a layer of dragon scale armor, the god was majestic, and the long stick in his hand shook and shook, turning into a thousand feet long.

Happy reading at the end of this chapter! (To be continued......)