After the shock, Wuchen carried the true yuan with all his strength, smashed the spear forward, and stabbed at Xiaochen with the power of endless destruction. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In fact, Xiaochen is not exaggerating, although it is a foundation building period of cultivation, but the soul is not weak Yuan Shen, plus his biggest attack relies on the Qin Jue, that is, it requires a huge amount of soul power, so Xiaochen can really exert an offensive power comparable to that of a late-stage monk in the womb, but if it is against a late-stage monk in the upper fetus, the natural chance of winning is slim.

Xiaochen saw that Wuchen's blow was quite fierce, and he didn't hold it up, so he summoned Biliu, and the starting point was the Xuanqing basic swordsmanship.

The fivefold Heavenly Sword, with all his strength against Shang Wuchen, the victory or defeat is unspeakable, and the two of them retreated at the touch of a button, regrouped, and fought together again.

Xiaochen swayed freely, immersed in the fivefold realm of the Heavenly Sword, one move and one style seem to be an understatement, but in fact the move is fatal, Wuchen became more and more frightened the more he fought, at first he could fight with Xiaochen on a par with him, but Xiaochen seemed to be more and more courageous, and he was faintly a little weak.

The most troublesome thing for Wuchen is that his own smug exercises do not work for Xiaochen, and Xiaochen's true yuan is weird, it will be destroyed when touched, and it will be born in an instant, and the damage will be from the inside out, and it is impossible to prevent it, and Wuchen will be too difficult to parry.

Looking at Xiaochen again, he is not affected by foreign objects, a fairy sword shines in his hands, sometimes opening and closing, sometimes tricky and vicious, flying immortals picking stars, and swords crossing the galaxy, Xiaochen seems to be more and more enlightened, and the sword intent is more clever.

"Ding. ”

With a crisp sound, the Biliu Immortal Sword and the Shattered God Spear faced each other, this was the strongest collision between Xiaochen and Wuchen so far, and the two of them retreated separately for a moment.

Wuchen stops in five steps, Xiaochen stops in four steps, and he makes a decision.

"Before the music came out, I was defeated, and it was really useless. Wuchen smiled self-deprecatingly, looking a little lonely.

The heirs of the Holy Land, the talent of Gaidai, the same age, can be compared to the characters, there are very few, even if there is, the son of Tianjiao who is not on the Yundong side, today, was defeated by his younger peers, and the other party has not used all his strength, Wuchen's heart is mixed for a while.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I have no Dao Fetus Purple Mansion, just to kill your exercises, if you are an ordinary person, you will have to be hated if you are a level higher than you. "What Xiaochen said is also the truth, Wuchen Qiankun is determined to fight the Yuan Shen Dao fetus, but Xiaochen is a freak just no, Wuchen's biggest attack technique has not been successful, it is nothing, after all, metamorphosis is not flying all over the sky.

"Xiaochen, come here, my brother seems to be a little wrong. In the distance, Cang Jinyun was calling Xiaochen, and his voice could not hide his anxiety.

Xiaochen put away the blue stream, and quickly jumped on the dead wood, on the dead wood, a purple mist continued to rise from the dead branches, and the dragon scales of the dragon turned from rose to blood red, and there was a trace of black light circulating in the middle of each scale armor, and Xiaochen did not know where to go.

At this time, the anti-heavenly dragon eyes were tightly closed, his brows were tightly locked, and his expression was very painful, but his soul was no longer in turmoil, but there was no sign of waking up.

Xiaochen and the others had no choice but to be in a hurry.

"Am I dead?" appeared in a cemetery against the sky, and his eyes were full of graves, broken stone tablets, black grave grass, and the sky was black and oppressive.

"It's time to wake up. "In the sky, a ball of blood light appeared out of thin air.

"It's time to wake up, who are you?" said the Reverse Sky, wondering.

"Haha, Blood Shura, kill Tai Chi, wake me up. The blood light laughed, and at the same time, a little blood light submerged into the Heavenly Spirit Platform.

"Uh...... Ah......h

After the blood light submerged, the reverse sky looked very painful, and he couldn't stop roaring, and after a long time, the reverse sky calmed down, and his eyes were replaced by a piece of blood light, and his expression was evil and abnormal.

"Haha, kill Tai Chi Qingming. Bloodlight laughed again.

"Tai Chi, Qing Ming. There was confusion in the eyes of the reverse sky.

"It's not good, Xiaochen, play a requiem quickly, use the sun. On top of the dead wood, Han himself flashed out and shouted.

Xiaochen never doubted Han's words, and immediately crossed his left chest and shouted: "Xiaoyun, Wuchen, stay away from me." At the same time, his hands were already pressed on the strings of the sun.

"Shoot with all your might, otherwise it's not just the ruffian dragon, even you are more than lucky, I will trigger the breath of the thunder and lightning deadwood requiem for you. Han's expression was serious, as if he had instructed Xiaochen to hide the red gold and Qingjing, Xiaochen knew that only when life and death were truly related, Han would show such an expression.

"Resolute return, soul broken, body death returns, thoughts return to the earth......"

Xiaochen Jingyu Qin's heart is complete, and he goes all out to lift the Qingming spiritual power to touch the qin, the meaning of the qin, there is a tendency to have the heart of the body, the same song "Requiem", compared to the last time it was performed in Dianjiangtai, I don't know how many times more powerful.

The sound of the piano went straight around the sky, and the power in the sound continued to drill into the mind of the sky, and at the same time, the cold was not idle, and the breath of the requiem of the thunder and lightning deadwood was led out by him with special means, and it was drilled into the brain of the sky with the sound of the qin.

The confused color on Reverse Cangtian's face slowly deepened, and at this moment, Reverse Cangtian remembered the years with Xiaochen on Xuanqing Mountain.

The first time I met Xiaochen.

Together with Xiaochen, he peeked at the Xuanqing Mountain female cultivator bathing, was chased and killed by many disciples, and when he helped the sick old man collect medicine, he pulled out many cherished medicine trees, pulled out the clover flowers together, and fed the sick old man as a donkey.

Everything that has passed, the years that have passed, have turned into deep traces, engraved in the mind of the sky, lingering, and forgetting.

Slowly, the confusion in the eyes of the reverse sky receded, the blood light disappeared, replaced by Qing Ling, looking at the blood light in the sky, slowly moving forward against the sky, suddenly took a big mouth, and swallowed the blood light in one gulp.

"Blood Shura, do you know what you're doing, and when you come, you'll be dead. The blood light was swallowed by the sky, and the sound became smaller and quieter, and finally disappeared.

"When Lao Tzu comes, let you die without a whole body. Contrary to the sky, as the blood light disappeared, the cemetery turned into a beautiful Xuanqing back mountain.

His brow moved, and he opened his eyes against the sky.

"Alright, boy, you can stop. As he spoke, the cold stopped and induced the requiem's breath.

"Whew. ”

Xiaochen's fingers stopped beating, his whole body was soaked with sweat, and he used his spiritual power to run the Qingming with all his might, and he played it with the sun, and he played it with all his might, and the consumption was really not small, and in less than half an hour, the spiritual power in his body disappeared by seven or eight points.

Xiaochen knew very well that he was only playing a guiding role just now, and what was really useful was the requiem's breath introduced by the cold, Xiaochen couldn't help but sigh secretly, the ancient relics, the thunder and lightning deadwood were really miraculous.

Reverse Cangtian has completely woken up, the blood light on his body flashed, his body grew rapidly, and after a while, he was already a hundred zhang thick, Cang Jinyun and Wuchen in the distance were shocked, and Xiaochen was also surprised.

Thunder and lightning were over the dead wood, the clouds surged, and the sky darkened.

"Haoming is really tribulating, isn't it?" Xiaochen saw that he was going to cross the tribulation against the sky, and he didn't believe it.

The thunderclouds were surging and condensing, and the sky was no longer growing, and its body was close to two hundred zhang, covering a large area of the sky.

When he was young, the first thunderbolt had already fallen, slashing at the reverse sky, splashing a spark, and if he looked closely, there were hairs falling.

Against the sky, do not dodge, resist the catastrophe, every time you take a blow, there will be a large number of red hairs falling, this sky, as if red snowflakes.

The ninth tribulation, the tribulation with the most variables in the heavenly tribulation, how many monks in ancient times carried the eight tribulations, but died in this ninth tribulation, legend, the ninth tribulation, is the tribulation of purifying karma, there is also a legend, the ninth tribulation is a calamity that the heavens block the way, no one can pass.

Right now, the reverse sky has carried the first eight tribulations, and only a small part of the fur on the body is left, facing the ninth tribulation, and he has to mention the twelve points of spirit, and the last thunder light falls, covering all the bodies of the reverse sky.

Blood light and purple light alternately covered, against the sky was completely invisible, for a long time, the purple light receded, only a ball of blood light flickered, the blood light dispersed, a majestic figure appeared in the sky, dark red blood long hair shawl, holding a flame in his hand.

The dark red eyes, firm and unyielding, the red hair that faded from the ground surrounded the sky, the blood flashed, and a body of armor appeared on the sky of the sky, every edge of the armor was covered with red hairs, it was the ones that fell on the ground, and the chains of three armors hung down from the waist.

Against the sky, it was a successful transformation.

Demon beasts and demon cultivators are two completely different things, demon beasts can also be called spirit beasts, they are born with a beast body, and demon cultivators are people with the blood of demon beasts, demon beasts can choose to transform when they are in the original gods, or not to transform, while demon cultivators are born in human form, and when they cultivate enough, they can change into the body of demon beasts.

In terms of grade, it should be that the demon cultivation is higher, but there is no absolute thing in the world, even if some demon beasts do not transform into shapes, they are also much more powerful than demon cultivation, and the anti-Cangtian brothers and sisters call themselves true dragons, what the grade is, Xiaochen has no way to judge.

It is absolutely impossible for the sky to be a primordial god cultivator at this moment, but he is right in front of him, and the transformation is successful, if he doesn't see it with his own eyes, who can believe that the demon beast that has not reached the primordial god cultivation can transform into a shape.

Seeing this dark red figure falling from the sky, Xiaochen and Wuchen were stunned, they were still stunned that they had not yet come out of the disdain that non-Yuan God Demon Cultivators could also transform into shapes.

"I've never seen such a handsome dragon, have I've never seen it. After falling to the ground, he clasped his hands and said.

I have to say that the appearance after the successful transformation of the sky is quite extraordinary, a few points taller than Xiaochen, a face, like a knife and an axe, looks resolute and abnormal, and the ontological state is so cute that it has no friends, which is diametrically opposed.

"It's even more disgusting, alas......" Xiaochen said with a faint sigh.

"What to say, make it clear to me, otherwise I won't be done with you today. Although it looks very serious, as soon as he speaks, his true nature is immediately exposed, and he is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, and he comes to Xiaochen with a fierce momentum, and he will not give up without an explanation.

"No, you heard it wrong, you must have heard it wrong. "The matter of locking him in the internal space before, against the sky still from time to time, Xiaochen doesn't want him to keep this on his lips, how can he admit what he said just now at this moment, and then asked, "Do you have a Yuan Shen cultivator now?"

"This nature, don't you see that I have all been transformed?" mentioned this anti-sky picture of a proud look, with both hands in his arms and his toes high. (To be continued.) )