Chu Feng clenched Kun Wu tightly and did not rush to attack.

He just floated silently in place, holding the Kungo sword, blood constantly flowing down his body.

In the Yin Mountain, there was a wisp of blood.

At first, the smell of blood was faint, but gradually it became stronger.

The sea of blood in the sky had unfolded, and the endless blood was extremely viscous, constantly surging, spreading in all directions, as if it was about to drown the heavens and the earth.

The blood qi frantically eroded everything between heaven and earth, but wherever the blood qi spread, the soil that had been turned into a desert after the great war quickly became dim and even began to harden.

Within a radius of more than 100 miles, in an instant, it became a dead place.

In the sea of blood, there were constantly waves of blood surging, turning into painful faces, like painful souls, emitting endless wails, which were terrifying.

The colors of the many Great Emperors in the underground couldn't help but change drastically, they had never seen Chu Feng like this.

Where is the Chu Feng in their impression, this is clearly a great evil demon of the world, a great evil demon who wants to destroy the world.

And the Yixin Changshu who was standing opposite him with a white light was the one who wanted to save the world desperately.

And at this moment, Yixin Changshu's face was also full of shock.

He didn't expect that Chu Feng's body would contain such surging blood qi - this was not ordinary blood qi, this was the essence of blood qi from Lethe.

Where is this just the heir of Yi Xuyu, this is simply the existence of inheriting the essence of Yi Xuyu Lechuan.

If Lethe is immortal, then he will also be immortal.

If he wanted to kill Chu Feng, he had to dispose of this vast sea of blood without a drop left.

"I came prepared. Yi Xin Changshu sneered, although it was not easy to deal with the sea of blood, as long as Chu Feng always wanted to fight him, it would just take some more time.

Yixin Changshu was not ready to wait boringly, it was time for him to take the initiative.

"Boom ——!"

There was a thunderclap in the space, and countless cracks suddenly cracked out in the space behind Yi Xin Changshu, and one crack after another spread in all directions, and Yi Xin Changshu no longer knew where to go.

There is only one place where Yi Xin Changshu goes back, and that is Chu Feng's side.

At the same time as Yixin Changshu disappeared, he had already appeared by Chu Feng's side.

His clenched right fist was holding a series of wind and thunder, and it suddenly bombarded Chu Feng's body.

A piece of flowing blood solidified into a wall of sparkling blood-colored crystals in an instant, lying between Chu Feng and Yixin Changshu.

"Whoa—"

The next moment, the crystal wall suddenly cracked, and countless fragments flew in the sky.

The Kunwu sword roared out, like a golden dragon, and fell towards Yixin Changshu's head.

Circles of dim brown runes surrounded Yi Xin Changshu's fist, making Yi Xin Changshu's originally thunderous fist suddenly seem to be slowed down countless times, but the punch that was clearly the first came out slowly smashed down on the wall of the already cracked crystal after the Kunwu sword broke through the wall.

Yi Xin Changshu's expression changed again, and his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

However, Chu Feng was not willing to give Yixin Changshu a chance to readjust the distance at all, the wind and thunder wings vibrate, and his body also fell.

The people on the earth didn't have time to see anything clearly, only to see two pitch-black figures moving at high speed above the sea of blood, making the sky full of mutilated black figures, as if there were countless people fighting.

They knew that the two of them were too fast at the moment, so they also gave up capturing the scene of any point, but opened their field of vision as wide as possible, and took in the scene above the entire sea of blood in their eyes.

Liu Yu also washed the dishes he was responsible for and wiped his hands before slowly stepping forward, seemingly not caring about the battle situation above the sea of blood.

"Senior Sister Liu. Coral called softly.

Liu Yu nodded with a smile and said, "I know, I won't mess around." ”

Coral nodded reassuringly.

"Everyone goes to their assigned area and pays attention to what's going on around them...... Without reciprocating, go straight into battle, take a delay, and we will reinforce as soon as possible. Coral commanded.

Many young emperors rushed to the area they were assigned to, monitoring all the movements around them, so as to avoid any factors beyond their control from entering the battle situation in advance and disrupting the entire plan.

On the hillside, there were only four people left: Sango, Liu Yu, Yan Qingyu and Chu Linglong.

Coral is the mastermind, she will command the next battle, and Liu Yu, Yan Qingyu and Chu Linglong will be the next force to deal with all emergencies.

In the sky, thunder and light continued to fall.

Faint brown runes continued to float out of the air, either wrapped around the Kunwu Sword or around Yixin Changshu.

The direction of rotation of the brown rune wrapped around the Kunwu sword was completely opposite to that of the rune wrapped around Yixin Changshu, which naturally produced a completely different effect.

It was already amazingly fast, and the Kunwu Sword, which had broken through time and space, was entangled by brown runes, and even surpassed time and space.

Whenever Yixin Changshu noticed that the Kunwu sword was coming out, the Kunwu sword had already fallen on his body, constantly causing some trauma to his body.

And Yi Xin Changshu's own speed was also completely slowed down by the brown rune, although it was still surprisingly fast in other people's senses, but in the competition of speed at this time, Yi Xin Changshu had already fallen behind.

"Hey, the streamer of the ground burial!" Yi Xin Changshu laughed strangely.

Although he was constantly hit by Chu Feng's Kunwu Sword at the moment, the price that Chu Feng needed to pay was several times that of him.

Even if there is the law of time buried on the ground that can control the passage of time, Yixin Changshu is a saint after all, and every time he makes a move, he only gets that moment of warplane.

A moment of fighter was when Kunwu's sword slashed down on Yixin Changshu.

And the next moment, Yixin Changshu will break through the shackles of time, and with a fist and a palm, he will bombard Chu Feng's body firmly, and the blood condensed body of Chu Feng will burst directly.

Whether it was Chu Feng's own body or his blood-condensed body, it was impossible for him to survive a move under the violent attack of Yixin Changshu, this was the power of a saint.

Every time Chu Feng's blood body burst, he could only condense a new body from the sea of blood again.

The entire vast sea of blood is himself, and if the sea of blood is not destroyed, he can be reborn infinitely from it, without even the slightest delay.

The sea of blood was surging, and the business of mouth-killing also floated from the sea of blood.

The struggling souls in the sea of blood let out more and more angry screams and wepts, a pair of godless eyes opened, a pair of pitch-black mouths opened, and a pair of bloody hands drooping with blood stretched out to the sky, as if to indict the injustice of the sky.

A mouthful of slaughter business carried a monstrous aura, wisps of blood-red breath fell from above the killing business, rolling endless mist, completely ignoring the souls surging in the sea of blood, and the cold blade pointed at the two figures moving wildly above the sea of blood.

"Boom ——!"

Chu Feng and Yi Xin Changshu forcibly palmed each other again, and the bloody body suddenly burst, and the blood splashed like rain.

Yixin Changshu was only slightly hindered in his movements, and did not show any discomfort.

As long as he was not hit by the Kunwu Sword, Chu Feng's offensive would not have any impact on Yixin Changshu, and it was even as insignificant as an ant bite.

Kunwu flew upside down, a big hand in the sea of blood stretched out suddenly, clenching the Kunwu sword, Chu Feng condensed the blood god again, and the Kunwu sword once again came out like a dragon.

The killing business condensed by countless mouthfuls of blood trembled in unison in the wisps of Sensen's blood, and then countless swords suddenly turned into a torrent of blood, dragging blood-colored residues in the air, and let out a sharp explosion towards Yixin Changshu.

The killing business roared, and the faces of the seven souls flowing with blood appeared, and let out angry and terrible screams, like tortured prisoners.

"Can't you support that kind of consumption?" Yi Xin Changshu's evasive figure suddenly paused, and then he pounced on Chu Feng as well.

The exercises of the Nine Venerables are certainly powerful, but if they are forcibly used before the realm is reached, it will indeed cause a huge burden on the body, and what Yixin Changshu said cannot support the consumption, and it will indeed be a very real problem.

But for Chu Feng, there was no such problem at all.

The reason why he gave up the law of time for underground burial was only because he had been using such a law, and the lack of variables would make his battle with Yixin Changshu passive.

The capital of his battle with Yixin Changshu is changeable, his surging true qi reserves, and this endless sea of blood.

Yixin Changshu's figure had already arrived in front of Chu Feng in an instant, and the Kunwu sword that Chu Feng held tightly was already ready, and a sword intent roared out again.

A ray of light unfolded in Yixin Changshu's left hand, and it hit the blade of Kunwu's sword directly, making Kunwu feel like he was in a quagmire, and no matter how great his strength was, there was nowhere to vent for a while.

And Yi Xin Changshu's right hand directly twisted out the sword finger, and a sword-shaped true qi was directly poured into Chu Feng's left shoulder.

"Poof——!

Chu Feng's Blood God Body burst again, but the Kunwu Sword did not leave.

"Huh?" Yi Xin Changshu was slightly stunned, a little unexpectedly that Chu Feng would be able to control Kun Wu like this.

The Kunwu sword trembled violently suddenly, the sword body spun at high speed, turning into a virtual shadow, and a blood-colored big hand suddenly poked out from the sea of blood and clenched the Kunwu sword.

Sword Intent, Regeneration!