"Can't let him succeed in condensing his blood cells!" Leng Feiyan shouted, and after inserting the purple jade flute into his waist at will, he flipped his palms at the same time, and the two innate rune treasures suddenly bloomed with golden streamers and rushed towards the sky, attacking towards the red blood.

Feeling the powerful destructive power of the rune treasure, Red Blood was anxious and angry, but he had to interrupt the condensation of the blood ball halfway and push it forward forcefully.

The wind danced, and the blood balls collided with the two innate rune treasures like rolling boulders.

There was a loud bang, the light was dazzling, the earth was smashed out of a huge pit, the sky was full of rocks piercing the air, and the flying earth splashed three people.

Leng Feiyan's face showed a look of astonishment, he didn't expect that the cultivation of red blood had reached such a level, and there was no way to even harm the innate rune treasure, was there really no way to make him disappear?

Qian Zhenyan, who was also in thought, frowned, staring at the opposite side with a blue face, eager to cut their thousands of red blood, and her fingers unconsciously rubbed the scriptures in her hands.

Suddenly, she remembered what Leng Feiyan had said before, "This Heavenly Brahma Sutra is a spell to restrain all evil demons and crooked paths, I once saw Qianlan use it once, and it was surprisingly powerful to overtake an ancient evil beast into ashes!" ”

His heart moved, and he hurriedly looked down at the thin booklet in his hand.

As soon as Red Blood saw her open the Heavenly Brahma Sutra, his face quickly turned pale, and he rushed up again with a roar.

Seeing that he slapped his palms continuously, conjuring up countless huge blood-colored palm prints, and attacking with a bang, Leng Feiyan quickly pulled out the Langya Divine Sword, and rushed forward with a sweep of his body.

The blood-colored palm prints are immense, carrying the power of yin and evil to the extreme. The bloody aura permeated the dark heaven and earth, making Leng Feiyan's stomach flutter in the hurry.

But he could only secretly hold his breath and wave his hands. Silver sword shadows continued to draw out in the void, rushing towards blood-colored palm prints like a network of light.

Boom, boom, boom.

The sword net and the palm print continued to bombard, and the loud noise was deafening, which also made the heaven and earth even more discolored.

The fierce fight in front of her did not affect Qian Zhenyan, who was dedicated to studying the Heavenly Brahma Sutra in her hand, she quickly flipped through the pages of the book, and with her ability to never forget, she just imprinted the content of the scripture into her mind in just one breath.

Putting away the book and the nine-stringed piano in his hand, Qianzhen Yan stood up. Extract a stream of immortal power from the body and integrate it into the yuan force, and then use the yuan power to transform the sound gong, and slowly read out the scriptures.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was defending the country. Gishu to the Garden of Solitude. with the great bhikshu congregation. 1,250 people. Then the world. When eating. Dressed and bowled. Settle in the city and beg for food. in its city. The second begging has begged. Return to the Locality. Meals. Collect the mantle. Wash your feet already. Sit down ....... The Sanskrit sound was like a mantra, slowly spit out from her lips and tongue, and the sky suddenly burst with golden light, breaking through the low and thick clouds. Let the sunshine reappear. The image of the daylight has been restored.

The wind in the four fields stopped in an instant, and the rocks in the sky slowly fell, crackling like a hailstorm.

The red-blooded figure that was fighting fiercely with Leng Feiyan shook violently, and his face turned pale.

He gritted his teeth and glared at Qian Zhenyan, and stomped his right foot hard, the ground suddenly collapsed, and his body soared, and a bloody light flew out from behind him. Meandered upward, and gradually condensed into a blood-colored dragon!

The dragon's mouth is wide open. The dragon's roar tore through the sky, and the people were terrified to hear it.

The blood dragon suddenly rushed towards Leng Feiyan, who was still swinging his sword to slash the blood-colored palm print, which made Qian Zhenyan's heart sink, and he had to stop chanting the scriptures and flew towards him.

It's a pity that the speed of the blood dragon is too fast, and it rushed towards Leng Feiyan almost instantly, and when Leng Feiyan was shocked, he couldn't react, and his pupils were all covered with blood light!

"Fei Yan!" Seeing the blood dragon rushing towards Leng Feiyan's Qian Zhenyan and letting out a heart-rending shout, her excessive anxiety made her desperate to sacrifice all the half-step immortal weapons.

Jinhua Bell, Qingling, Silver Kettle, Nine-Story Fire Tower, and the Yin Spirit Rope and Bagua Plate obtained from the nine-tailed centipede Qingfeng.

All kinds of brilliance bloomed all over the sky, but there was still no way to kill the blood dragon before it rushed towards Leng Feiyan.

Seeing the blood dragon rushing towards Leng Feiyan's body, Qian Zhenyan suddenly felt that her breathing stopped, and her swift body fell to the ground like a kite with a broken string.

At the last moment, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Leng Feiyan, his right palm was slightly raised, as if a solid wall had been built, and the blood dragon was dizzy, letting out a terrible roar.

"Junwu ......!" Leng Feiyan, who reacted, looked at the white back in front of him and shouted in surprise.

He slowly turned his head and smiled, "It's me." ”

Not hearing the expected screams made Qian Zhenyan, who was all in despair, instantly sober up, and stared at Feng Junwu and Leng Feiyan who were safe and sound, and swept over ecstatically.

The blood dragon was in a hurry when he was blocked, and he rushed towards the two of them fiercely again, but he saw that Feng Junwu just waved his hand, and a white breath erupted from his palm, like a stream of water rushing into the blood dragon's wide mouth.

As if swallowing something unpalatable, the blood dragon's eyes suddenly widened, and the huge body couldn't stop rolling violently in mid-air, the dragon's tail continued to sweep the air currents in the air, the wind rolled up again, the rocks flew through the air again, and the sky was completely covered by the blood dragon's tumbling body, and the eyes were full of blood.

Seeing that his bloodline spirit was suffering in such a way, Crimson was trembling with anger, and he screamed and sacrificed a large piece of nine-grade magic weapons, colorful brilliance bloomed all over the sky, and he rushed towards the position where the three of them were standing fiercely.

Qian Zhenyan casually recalled the other treasures, and only sacrificed the nine-story Xuan Pagoda to the past, and the Samadhi True Fire swept away, and instantly burned more than a dozen nine-grade magic weapons from the red blood sacrifice into flying ashes, so angry that he spat out blood, stomped his feet, and the blood-colored aura behind him was again, gradually condensing into the shape of a blood dragon, but the size was half smaller.

"This guy can't be killed, the only way is to use the Heavenly Brahma Sutra to overtake this monster that should be a dead man." Feng Junwu looked up at the two little blood dragons rushing towards the sky and said.

"I tried just now, and although he was a little uncomfortable, he didn't die." Qian Zhenyan frowned.

Feng Junwu glanced at her with a biased face and said with a smile, "Since it is the Heavenly Brahma Sutra, of course, empty thoughts are useless, you must use it with magic weapons." ”

"Ritual weapons? What kind of ritual weapon? Qian Zhenyan and Leng Feiyan glanced at each other and asked in unison.

"Celestial Sound Sword."

Qian Zhenyan and the others were stunned at the same time, not understanding what it had to do with the Tianyin Divine Sword.

"Since the name Tianyin is famous, it naturally has its reason, you think about it carefully, I will entangle that guy with Feiyan." As soon as the words fell, Feng Junwu had already rushed to the little blood dragon on the left, and the little blood dragon on the right was naturally left to Leng Feiyan.

The huge blood dragon that was still tumbling in the sky was obviously a wisp of immortal qi that was attacked by Feng Junwu, and the body was incomplete, and the pain was incomparable, and he didn't care about himself at all, how could he have time to attack, which made the red blood heartache like death but helpless, so he could only continue to bless the yuan power on the two little blood dragons, making them let out a tearing dragon roar, which made people feel weak when they heard it.

Seeing that the two figures, one black and one white, each took out the divine sword and the two little blood dragons fell into a fierce battle, Qian Zhenyan took out the Tianyin Divine Sword, held the Heavenly Brahma Sutra in his left hand, and frowned and fell into hard thought.

Although the name of the Tianyin Divine Sword is Tianyin, it is only a sword, not a piano, a flute, how can it chant the Tianyin Sutra?

This is a question worth pondering, and it is also a difficult question. (To be continued.) )