Moreover, these sword lights seem to be affected by the blood-colored primordial infant, and in the process of moving forward, the whole body gradually becomes blood red, the kind of blood red that is extremely strange....

The whole world became a bloody world in an instant! Everywhere you look, the red light is dazzling, and the poignant is like the sunset in the sunset!

At this moment, Feng Zhenting's face showed unprecedented solemnity, this was the second time he had appeared this kind of expression after cultivating into a god, the first time was in the Moon String Valley, when facing the big black hand!

At this moment, he had no doubt that if he was indifferent and let these blood-colored sword lights bombard his whole body, then his body would be crushed in an instant, and then turn into ashes, until even his soul would be wiped out inch by inch!

Even if he is a cultivator of the Transformation Stage, even if he has mastered the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, under this kind of sword light, he will definitely not be spared!

This kind of sword array, this kind of sword light, beyond the spell, has been infinitely close to the scope of supernatural powers, close to the fundamental ---- origin of the power of all things in the world!

He really couldn't imagine that a primordial infant monk could actually unleash such a terrifying blow, which subverted his previous cognition!

At this moment, he no longer treats the kid in front of him as a junior in his heart, but an attention that is close to that of his peers!

But there was obviously no room for him to think too much about it, although he was in a hurry, he still used all his means, the vermilion gourd in his hand immediately burst into red light, and the blood-colored unicorn opened its mouth and suddenly spewed out a mouthful of red glow, forming an oval protective shield in a dense fairy light, protecting his body. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

This gourd is a treasure, which can be attacked and defended, even in the face of monks of the same level, he rarely uses it, but now he can't care about it, he is afraid that his body will not be able to withstand the pressure of those blood-colored sword lights, and he will not be able to bear the terrible consequences that may be brought about by a negligence!

At the same time, his right hand was raised and turned into a palm print, and in the dazzling golden light rain, it began to grow larger in a blink of an eye, until the palm print was about three feet longitudinal and horizontal, and suddenly slapped it, leading to those overwhelming blood-colored sword lights!

Although everything was rushed, it was definitely a blow from all his strength!

"Boom"

A loud bang came, like a thunderbolt in a sunny sky, resounding throughout the sky, as if the sky had collapsed and the ground cracked...

Thousands of miles in a radius, the light and rain of gold and red are flying....

The world of the two, in the void, dense ravines appeared, winding for thousands of miles... After the layers of the void collapsed, it turned into a hurricane and swept through the heavens and the earth.... The earth is shattered inch by inch, thousands of miles wide, full of holes....

At this moment, if you stand outside the sky, you will find that this world is like a spider web, full of countless cracked ravines!

After the loud bang, the whole world slowly fell silent....

Feng Zhenting's face turned pale, the phantom of the giant palm disappeared, his palm was trembling slightly, although he blocked those sword lights just now, but the protective light curtain formed by the vermilion gourd was directly collapsed, disappeared and turned into invisible, even the phantom of the flame qilin on the gourd was a little dimmed!

And in the distance, the space around Wang Yi was distorted, and his figure was revealed from the independent space opened up by the "Da Luo Immortal Sword Array", his face was pale, and he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of blood as soon as he appeared, although he was protected by the "Da Luo Immortal Sword Formation" formation, but they cultivated each other to a vastly apart, and the terrifying shock wave formed after the collision still caused him serious internal injuries, and this kind of destructive power could not be completely isolated by the current "Da Luo Immortal Sword Array" alone!

Looking at the thirty-six flying swords floating around him, he felt a little relieved, the light on the flying swords was still shining, and he had not been damaged in the slightest in the collision just now!

The confrontation between the two just now was evenly matched with each other, and with this record, Wang Yi was proud enough... Even if he had a certain trick in the attack just now, after all, he was facing a god-transforming stage monk, a great monk who had the ability to communicate heaven and earth!

But since ancient times, there has been a reason for monks to fight evenly, and the war has reached this day, only when one side is seriously injured or completely dead will it really end!

Wang Yi showed a ruthless look in his eyes, he still has the strength to fight, and he can also perform the final blow....

This blow was just an idea, it was only in his mind, for a short time...

He had thought about this blow, but he had never practiced it, let alone used it...

This blow may be feasible, but it is also possible that it is simply his random speculation....

This blow, maybe in the process of casting, he didn't even need the other party's shot, he ran out of oil and died...

But the situation no longer allowed him to think about the terrible consequences, and he didn't want to be killed or captured, only Yibo!

This blow is like an unwilling cry to fate, like the sunset that is about to sink in the west in the twilight, with tragedy and unyielding!

"God Slaughter!" A heart-rending cry resounded through the sky...

Wang Yi slapped his forehead suddenly, and the blood-colored primordial infant flew out instantly with the breath of annihilation....

This scene does not need to be rendered, no words are needed, a tragic sense of depression permeates every trace of breath in the air!

There are gods in the head!

This god is not the sky, not the power that created the world, this god is himself, he is his own primordial baby, and he is the determination that does not yield to fate!

The blood-colored primordial infant hung three feet above Wang Yi's head, because they figured it out to each other, and even it was rendered with a tragic color!

These are all instantaneous things, the blood-colored primordial infant opened his mouth and sucked it suddenly, and the thirty-six flying swords of the "Da Luo Immortal Sword Array" beside Wang Yi instantly submerged into his mouth, and at the same time, the scarlet primordial infant had a monstrous sword light all over his body, his face was distorted, and he opened his mouth and spewed out thirty-six sword qi towards the wind and thunder!

This is the strongest blow that Wang Yi can think of, based on the thirty-six natal swords condensed by the blood-colored Yuanying, and the strongest blow that is displayed with the "God Slaughtering Decision" as the guide!

This blow, God Butcher! All obstacles will be gone!

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