Chapter 1225: Unparalleled Talent
As strong as their realm, they all have an incomparable perception of the younger generation in the Feather Transformation Realm.
Although they have no way to kill the Feather Power, they can use a secret method to make the Feather Power that was killed by themselves even if they are reborn, and the Dao Body will be damaged, which will affect their future cultivation path.
It is true that like the previous Duke Ogura, his technique of sucking human blood can make the feather power fall even if it is in the rebirth realm, and this kind of technique, how can this one who is the quasi-king not be?
Ao Luo and Wei Jiansheng are worried that if they continue to fight, Jian Ying and Ao Xun are likely to suffer heavy losses because of this, and even be removed from the ranks of the younger generation of Tianjiao.
Instead of this, it is better for them to stand up, even if they are already a body that can be extinguished at any time like a candle, they should be able to seriously injure this prospective king and save the innocent people.
The three world-shattering masters at the peak of the Feather Transformation Realm in the sky stood opposite each other, and those giant bats couldn't dodge, they were crushed by the momentum released by the three, and they fell from the sky one after another, and the blood rain fell, staining most of the small world red.
"I'd like to see how two half-breathed old things can stop me?"
The Quasi-King of the Blood Clan laughed wildly, and his body slowly expanded, which made his body more like a bat, and correspondingly, its speed and power were also rising.
It seems that the previous body was actually self-styled by this quasi-king with some strength, and now in the face of the two top masters in China, this quasi-king did not hold it up, and immediately adjusted the state of his body to the peak.
Feeling the aura of the quasi-king of the blood clan, the faces of Ao Luo and Wei Jiansheng were a little cold.
In this battle, I will inevitably fall.
"Father, you are injured and can't do anything!" Ao Xun turned into a human form, wanting to rush up to stop Ao Luo from making a move.
Jian Ying also controlled the two famous swords of the cadre Mo Ye and greeted the sword student, determined to fight side by side with him.
Ao Luo and Wei Jiansheng waved their hands at the same time, and the two women, along with Jiang Qiudao, who was seriously injured on the ground, were swept up by three wisps of immortal power and sent back to the Jiang family's holy land.
"It's a matter between our older generations, and the younger generation should not be involved. Ao Luo roared in a majestic and unquestionable tone, calming down Ao Xun, who was constantly struggling.
Wei Jiansheng also bowed slightly, and at the same time pinched the knuckles in his hands, as if he was building a formation that could trap people.
"None of you can come out today, and the outcome of this battle is up to me and Patriarch Ao to choose. ”
After speaking, the formation outlined in the hand of the sword sheng shrouded towards the holy land, once this formation covered the three holy places, it would be difficult for the people inside to come out of it.
Just when this formation was constantly expanding and forming in the air, about to cover the three holy lands, suddenly, the violent air flow broke through the obstacles, and a blood dragon shot out from the Jiang family's holy land, bombarding this formation fiercely.
This formation is set up by Jian Sheng, and the younger generation of Tianjiao like Sword Shadow can also be trapped.
However, this blood-qi dragon didn't seem to be too strong, but it forcibly tore this formation apart directly.
Seeing this familiar blood, everyone in the Jiang family's holy land was stunned for a moment, and then they were overjoyed and looked behind them.
Sure enough, Meng Chuan walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and behind him, Jiang Lude also stepped forward.
It's just that Jiang Lude's aura is obviously a little weakened, and he looks like he has exhausted his strength, and it is difficult to have the strength to fight again.
Rao is like this, Meng Chuan's appearance still gave everyone a shot in the arm.
In fact, the formation that broke the sword just now made everyone see that Meng Chuan was as sharp and domineering as ever.
"This kid is not simple. "Wei Jian has never walked out of the Kunlun Sword Palace in his life, so although he has heard of Meng Chuan, it is the first time that the two have met.
For Meng Chuan's blow just now, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as admiration for Jiansheng.
At a young age, he can break his own formation with one move, even the sword shadow of the Ten Thousand Dao Sword Body can't do it.
He obviously saw that his aura was only one layer of feathering, why did he have such combat power? Judging from this form, wouldn't this person have the strength to fight against the masters of the fourth or even fifth layer of feathering?
Thinking of this, Wei Jiansheng was shocked in his heart.
Because in this way, wouldn't Meng Chuan be able to kill the enemy across four small realms?
It's impossible!
Crossing a small realm is equivalent to the peak of the Tongshen Realm, and the qualifications are unparalleled in the world.
And across the two small realms is the Tianjiao of the Tianjiao, even if it is the Holy Son and Holy Daughter selected by the Super Dao Commander, it may not be able to have this strength.
Spanning three small realms, it is even more terrifying, once this kind of character grows up, it is enough to shelter
Protecting a super Dao or dynasty has prospered for thousands of years, and can even push it to an unprecedented glory.
As for crossing the four minor realms, this kind of figure can only appear in legends.
It is rumored that in the brilliant world of the Fengshen period, there were many Tianjiao, and those who were killed from these people, such as Xiao Zhenjun, Prince Doushen and others, were all Tianjiao who could kill the enemy across four small realms, so that hundreds of millions of people could only look up.
But after all, it is only the brilliant world of the god period, and the peerless heroes can be born. Now in this world of lack of aura, even going against the top to defeat immortals has become a luxury, how can there be a character with such qualifications again?
At present, this loose cultivator named Meng Chuan has the potential to kill enemies across four small realms, can it be said that he can compare to Xiao Zhenjun and the Fighting God Prince in the God Sealing Period?
"Guys, I'm late. Meng Chuan's gaze swept over the people present and walked to everyone's side.
Shi Man and Admiral Cheng on the side were overjoyed, and hurriedly asked about the situation of Jian Xin and Lu Tong, the two gods of war who protect the country.
Jiang Lude, who was behind Meng Chuan, smiled slightly, and said with a relaxed expression: "Mr. Meng's medical skills are superb, and the two gods of war are no longer in trouble. ”
"Now they are all meditating and recuperating in the Heavenly Dao Palace, and they can come out after a few days of retreat. ”
"However, their blood qi loss is too serious, their strength has dropped a little, and they still need to cultivate for a year or two before they can recover to their peak. ”
Knowing the situation of the two, the others breathed a sigh of relief.
It's already a blessing that a person can live, and as for the fall of blood and qi, this is completely acceptable, but you can practice it back after one or two years of cultivation, which is no different from healing.
Meng Chuan saw Jiang Qiudao, who was being supported by Ao Xun and trying to suppress his injuries with the Wentian scriptures.
He frowned slightly, took out a healing pill, and flicked it into Jiang Qiudao's slightly open mouth.
"Brother Jiang, take the pill and take care of your injuries. ”
"Leave the rest to me. ”
After speaking, a little under Meng Chuan's feet, a long dragon of blood and qi formed beside him, and he rushed out of the guardian array with him, and came to the middle of Ao Luo and Wei Jiansheng.
Seeing that Meng Chuan was so confident, but under his calm appearance there was a belief and Taoist heart that swallowed mountains and rivers, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, it is really a blessing for China to be so proud in this era!"