Although Bei Yingqi was frozen in the blood lotus, how could it be so easy to be caught, seeing the broken action, his face showed an anxious look, and then the blood was brilliant, piercing the ice like a sharp sword, breaking through countless dense openings on the ice. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info天籁novel.23txt.

"Boom", the figure flickered, and the North Shadow broke through the ice, but the first action was not to attack or scold, but to retreat in a hurry to avoid, between steps, the ice under his feet cracked, revealing the surging torrent of the river of blood.

The retreat continued, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and a huge amount of blood gushed out like a spring, rushing to a height of a thousand feet.

"Bloody Hand Devouring God Seal, up!"

The seal in his hand was varied, and finally turned into countless afterimages and bombarded the blood fountain.

Receiving this blow, the blood fountain suddenly dispersed, but countless blood did not fall, but coagulated on top of one palm print after another, layer upon layer, hazy and dimly condensed, and a blood-colored huge handprint appeared, which immediately brought a roar in the sky, and suddenly burst out.

The Northern Immortal that struck out this bloody hand devouring god seal not only did not stay, but also seemed to have borrowed strength from then on, and the momentum of retreat healed, but in an instant, it had already appeared on the edge of the palace gate.

Temporarily retreating from a certain range, Bei Yingzhen's heart only then showed a trace of bitterness, this type of bloody hand devouring god seal is his powerful divine power that kills without calculation, and now he does not hesitate to use it at the cost of the blood soul origin, but it is just to prevent the enemy from escaping, if he has no unwillingness in his heart, it is impossible.

However, in the face of the Lord of Xuantian Sect, even if the Northern Immortal was the main body, he did not have the slightest confidence that he would be able to defeat the other party.

At this time, he had no other thoughts in his heart, Wei Hongyu's life was his only bargaining chip, only in this way could he successfully escape and let the blood soul and the body merge.

This blood soul of the Northern Immortal has been outside for the longest time, and it is also the most pure and powerful, and it has poured his efforts for decades, and it was originally only after three or four years that he could occupy the magpie's nest and refine Wei Hongyu's entire person.

When the time comes, he will return to his body together with the rest of the scattered parasitic blood souls, and his spiritual power will inevitably increase dramatically, so that he will step into the middle stage of returning to the source in one fell swoop.

It's a pity that he did not expect that this would provoke the disaster star of Broken Sorrow, not only did he fall short, but now even whether this blood soul can keep it out has become a big problem.

Just when Bei Yingzhen thought that he was blocked by the Blood Hand Devouring God Seal, he had already retreated to a safe distance, and tried to bombard the palace gate several times, but now he couldn't shake it, and was about to cast a spell to hook the void and trigger the main body to ferry, but the situation changed abruptly.

Seeing the appearance of the Bloody Hand Devouring God Seal, Bei Ying fled in embarrassment, his face was still indifferent, and he did not show an expression of surprise or anxiety, but a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes.

This ** has harmed his apprentice for so many years, and now, his mind has been taken away, and he is exhausted, and it is the time to get rid of it in one fell swoop, and he wants to run?

How can there be such a cheap thing!

The sword finger stretched forward seemed to have gathered enough spiritual power, and it was raised suddenly, and the golden light on the dragon rope immediately shone brightly, like a hidden dragon out of the abyss, and it swept away the air and whipped without avoidance.

"Boom ............."

The golden rope swept across the sky like a dragon on the hideous and terrifying blood-colored handprint, first a condensation, and then a roar, like a mountain cracking rock, shook the ice below, and splashed out with the aura of the riot on all sides.

Although the Blood Hand Devouring God Seal was condensed by a great divine power, it was not an entity after all, and it instantly collapsed under the bombardment of spiritual treasures such as the Dragon Binding Rope.

At the center of the exchange, a large vacuum hole suddenly appeared, and at the same time, the aftermath shook and spread, radiating far away, rolling up the ice debris in the sky, and in this majestic hall with a radius of 100 zhang, a violent ice storm blew up.

The power of one blow is so great!

At this time, the two of them, Duan Chou and Bei Mingyu, also separated by the vacuum hole, glanced at each other from afar under the situation of the golden rope sweeping and the blood waves filling the sky, with different expressions and different expressions on their faces.

Bei Yingzhen was stunned at first, he didn't want to lose the bloody hand devouring god seal cast by his origin, but he couldn't even stop the time to breathe, and couldn't help but glance at the place where he was fighting.

Just this glance made his expression change drastically, and he was horrified!

Broken and sorrowful, standing on the void with his hands in his hands, his heart moved, and the golden rope that stretched across the sky turned into a dragon, meandering through the sky, and went towards the north again.

The latter's face had just shown a look of horror, and before he could respond, the dragon rope was already coiled and bound, and the endless rope suddenly shrank and imprisoned, and the sigils on it lit up together, shining with golden light, and the shadow of instant death shrouded it.

The blood lines on Bei Mingyu's face appeared, like a snake writhing, he screamed, and then his right hand bent his fingers, and he struck several times with the knuckles on his chest, with such force that the sound was muffled like beating a leather drum.

With his movements, a drop of crystal-like Origin Soul Blood was forced out from the Heavenly Spirit, turning into a blood mist in an instant.

At the moment of life and death, all the means of the Northern Underworld were forced out, and the complex handprints were instantly formed, blending into the soul blood mist, and immediately shouted:

"River of Blood, Return!"

With a "boom", the entire monstrous river of blood disappeared, and the bloody fragrance also disappeared.

The river of blood did not really disappear, but shrunk countless times, like a blood-colored ribbon, wrapped around the body of the Northern Immortal, faintly resisting the shackles of this dragon rope.

"Transform!"

Bei Mingyu pointed a finger on the blood river ribbon, and in an instant, the blood light was as if the sea of blood had descended, and then the whole body was reversed, condensed into a blood-colored magic robe, at first glance, the water was sparkling, like a miniature Yangtze River, the immeasurable deep sea, looming waves!

It was really a thousand moments, he had just finished doing this, his bloody clothes covered his body, his body was protected, his expression was slightly calm, and the dragon rope had shrunk to the extreme, and the offensive was immediately launched.

The dragon rope was suddenly tightened, and it was tied to the bloody clothes, but it was like falling into cotton, and deep strangulation marks appeared, and the more inward the pressure, the greater the enormous, and later, it gradually became impossible to enter, but there was a faint force pushing outward.

The strange thing is that judging from the depth of the dragon rope, when it is enough to squeeze the Northern Immortal, it can be seen that it seems to be unaware, as if the deep imprint did not exist.

At the same time as the dragon rope contracted, on it, all the sigils that sealed the sense, body, spiritual power, and divine soul also lit up together, and the golden light was dense and continuous like a tide, faintly intersecting and spreading into the body.

For a while, the space shrouded in the golden light of the rune seal shattered layer by layer like a wave, subsided and shattered again in an instant, and it was endless.

However, in the center of the dragon rope, the whole body was attacked and illuminated by the golden light of the rune, but only a slight frown, and then there was nothing to do, only the bloody clothes like a film, flooding with bursts of ripples, just like a strong wind, blowing a pool of spring water.