Just when Xuan Haoran was angry, Maitreya with a bloody hand standing in the distance suddenly rose into the air, and a red blood light turned into a long rainbow that ran through the sun, and shrouded Zheng Ming directly.

The blood light of Maitreya in the bloody hand, the moment it fell on Zheng Ming's shoulder, what Zheng Ming felt was a feeling of devouring.

He felt that the essence around him was not only swallowed by this blood light, but also the true qi in his body, and there was even a momentum that was about to move, wanting to rush into this rolling blood light!

Maitreya's divine bone, the golden body is not broken, and the blood light that reflects the divine bone is also not comparable to ordinary true qi.

Ordinary great grandmasters, under this blood light, ten percent of their strength, it is already good to be able to exert fifty percent, but this time, the bloody hand Maitreya met Zheng Ming.

This time, Zheng Ming didn't use Tai Chi True Intention, he urged the Red Sun Daqian True Qi in his body, and tyrannically rushed out of his palm.

A huge red handprint burst out from Zheng Ming's palm.

"Bang!"

Bloody Maitreya showed a trace of disdain in Zheng Ming's eyes for using the most masculine and rigid martial arts to deal with him. His exercises, what he is best at, is to overcome rigidity with softness.

However, when Zheng Ming's big handprint was heavily imprinted on his blood rainbow, his face became extremely ugly.

The power of the most masculine and the strongest, like a violent rush, shattered his blood light, and what made him feel even more unbearable was a strong, implied invincible supreme sense that shook his divine sense.

Don't be an enemy!

This thought made the bloody hand Maitreya very uncomfortable. His master once told him the word state of mind.

As a first-grade peak martial artist, before he advanced to Yuefan, once he was broken into an indomitable state of mind, it would be a fatal blow to people like him.

"You're looking for death!"

At this moment, Maitreya of the bloody hand didn't care about what to hide, he waved his hands, and a sea of red blood appeared in the void.

And this sea of blood is like a net, silent, but it seems to imply countless strange rolls towards Zheng Ming.

"There is no end to the sea of blood!"

Yao Yue Qingshu saw this rolling sea of blood, his face changed, and he shouted loudly to Zheng Ming: "Zheng Ming, this is the endless sea of blood, it is one of the mastery of Maitreya's divine bones, and the only way to crack this method is to dodge." ”

But Yao Yueqing's shout was obviously a little late, and the boundless blood light had already wrapped Zheng Ming at this moment.

The blood light is like a sea, and the white palm of Maitreya of the bloody hand slowly closes like a snail, and with the slow holding of his palm, the sea of red blood is slowly shrinking.

Jiuzhang ...... Qizhang ...... Wuzhang ......

Once this sea of blood is closed, then the warriors trapped in the sea of blood will be swallowed by this sea of blood.

That is, in the blink of an eye, the sea of blood turned into a blood ball with a square circle!

The sea of blood is endless, not only moves, but also true meaning!

The true intent that is blended in the move, once unleashed, can devour all things and turn the opponent into pus and blood.

This kind of viciousness is also difficult to fathom. Only the owner of Maitreya's divine bone can perform this move.

The reason why Bloody Hand Maitreya performed this move was because Zheng Ming gave him too much threat, but the moment he performed this move, the expressions of Jiang Wujian and the others became extremely solemn.

A pair of eyes that did not turn their eyes stared at the seemingly endless sea of blood, and there was expectation and vigilance in their expressions.

Golden bloodline, Dao pattern divine bones, supreme holy body!

Although there seems to be a difference between them and between them, in fact, these things, each of them, have the power to make people tremble.

Jiang Wujian looked at the slowly shrinking blood cells, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he had more scruples about the bloody hand.

However, this cold light immediately turned into arrogance, although the feminine blood qi was very uncomfortable, but he could use the power of the flawless battle body to forcibly break this blood ball.

Yao Le Xuanji, who was standing on a purple true qi condensed into a lotus flower, looked disgusted at the blood-colored ball of light.

It's not that he dislikes the power of the ball of light, what he dislikes is the ball of light, which is too filthy and unpleasant.

As for Su Xiaoman, who owns the Taixuan Divine Bone, her eyes are full of blandness, but the treasure mirror above her head has begun to loom.

In the snow-white treasure mirror, silk threads loomed, and ordinary people didn't understand what these silk threads meant, but Su Xiaoman's eyes kept flashing with a clear color.

As for Xuan Haoran, although his expression did not move, the palm he held tightly showed the expectation in his heart.

As for what he was expecting, only he knew in his own heart.

The palm of the bloody hand Maitreya was still slowly closing, but when the blood ball became six feet square, green tendons had begun to appear on his white palm.

And on his forehead, at this moment, there were drops of sweat.

Obviously, at this time, he was a little struggling, and the blood cells that were collected became slower and more difficult and difficult.

The sea of blood is endless, after understanding this move, the bloody hand Maitreya performed a total of nine times, each time, it was extremely easy, and the opponent who fell into the sea of blood was directly turned into a drop of pus and blood.

However, this damn Zheng Ming made him feel that there was a majestic force that wanted to break through the sea of blood, no, it should be said that it was to break through the sea of blood.

And what made him even more uncomfortable was that vaguely, he felt that his blood qi, which could devour all true qi, had become extremely difficult to absorb Zheng Ming's power at this moment.

"Give up, you can't break through the sea of blood, even if you persist, you will eventually turn into pus and blood. ”

"Because, this sea of blood is not only my strength, but also my way!" Maitreya of the Bloody Hand opened his lips and his voice was cold.

Zheng Amazing and Yao Yue Qingshu both clenched their fists tightly, the reason why the two of them hadn't made a move at this time was because they had great trust in Zheng Ming.

But when the sea of blood turned into a five-foot blood ball and starved, the trust of the two people in Zheng Ming finally couldn't help but shake at this moment.

"Rush up!" Zheng said in surprise, without waiting for Yao Yue Qingshu to speak, he waved his arm and said, "Open the blood ball and rescue Ming Shao." ”

The three hundred teenagers who followed behind the two men, without any words, they almost simultaneously rose into the air and rushed straight towards the rolling blood balls.

Palm wind, fist wind, sword, sword!

Almost instantly, these people used their strongest strength to bombard the huge blood ball heavily.

The three hundred teenagers, in the sect where they are located, and the region where they are located, are all the pride of the younger generation.

They seemed to be bleak in the Tianheng Divine Realm, in the Golden Bloodline, and in front of the Supreme Holy Body, but the convergence of their power was like a mighty torrent.

A torrent of rock-splitting!

Even if it is a mountain, under this torrent, it can only collapse, even if it is a big river, under this torrent, it can only be broken.

However, when this vigorous force bombarded the crimson blood ball, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, without causing the slightest wave.

"Don't do it again, in this endless sea of blood, there is a hidden mystery of true meaning, our attack will not only be swallowed by this sea of blood and enhance his own strength, but also attack Zheng Ming!"

Yao Yue Qingshu said loudly: "If we want to rescue Zheng Ming, the best way is to kill him!"

As he spoke, Yao Yue's Qingshu figure turned into a breeze and rushed straight towards the Bloody Maitreya, and at the moment when he rushed to the Bloody Maitreya, a black halberd smashed down towards the Bloody Maitreya.

The people of the Supreme Alliance hesitated for a moment, and some people were ready to step forward, but at this moment, Jiang Wujian waved his hand gently.

His action was naturally to stop these subordinates and help the bloody Maitreya.

However, Maitreya did not feel any anger because of this, he snorted in his nostrils, and then streams of blood overflowed from his body.

These blood threads quickly converged outside the body of Maitreya of the Bloody Hand, and in just an instant, they formed an almost transparent, one-foot-tall blood-colored Buddha.

Through this blood-colored Buddha, you can see the bloody hand Maitreya in the Buddha, but when the black halberd pierces the transparent Maitreya, the power hidden in the black halberd, which can open the mountain and crack the stone, dissipates without a trace.

Maitreya divine bones, unparalleled in defense.

In Yao Yue's clear eyes, the cold light flickered, he closed his hands, the halberd fell back, and smashed it towards the blood-colored Buddha again.

Zheng's astonishing black sword light, the strongest means of the other teenagers, also hit at the same time, but their attacks, like Yao Yue Qingshu's attacks, were like mud cows entering the sea, and they couldn't be shocked at all.

Inside the statue of the Buddha, Maitreya clenched his hands, and in an instant, the five-foot blood ball began to shrink again.

Almost everyone present knew that once the blood cells shrank to a radius of three feet, Zheng Ming inside was probably more than lucky.

Most of the others, although they were worried about Zheng Ming at this moment, but in the same way, there were also people gloating.

Especially the thin young man Lu Lishi, he laughed even more at this moment, and his laughter was so hearty.

Why he laughed, why he laughed so happily at this moment, everyone present naturally understood.

But no one paid attention to him, Yao Yue Qingshu and them were still frantically urging their strongest means, and Zheng was amazing, and he had already stretched out his hand to his bracelet.

They had to do their best to save Zheng Ming from the blood ball formed by the boundless sea of Maitreya of the Bloody Hand.

Just as they were about to use their last strength, an earth-shattering sound came from the blood ball.

The crimson blood ball, under this tremendous force, shattered like a balloon. Zheng Ming, who came out of it, rushed straight towards the bloody hand Maitreya.

Zheng Ming's speed was as fast as lightning, and his fist was even more heavily imprinted on the blood-colored Buddha statue.

This punch was like thunder, and at the moment of explosion, the sky and the earth seemed to tremble with this punch.

But the bloody Maitreya who was in the shadow of the Buddha had a trace of indifference in his eyes in addition to panic.

This is a kind of confident indifference, the body of the Buddha formed by his Maitreya divine bones implies the supreme truth of heaven and earth, even if it is a warrior who leaps into the mortal realm, it is difficult to break through the defense of his Buddha body.

Once, there was a Leaping Mortal Realm martial artist who cultivated ten times more than him, and he used his strongest moves, but he didn't break through the defenses of his Buddha's body.

Not to mention Zheng Ming!(To be continued.) )

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