"Thousand Hands!!"

In Ning Yi's roaring voice, in front of him, Bai Rulai's fist marks had already penetrated the heavens and the earth, and the golden-winged Dapeng bird after the explosion of blood was almost invincible in the same realm.

Ning Yi played all the hand-to-hand fighting techniques in his mind.

On the Wind Thunder Mountain, Senior Sister Qianshou once told herself that this secret technique is suitable for performing when there are many enemies and the opponent's strength is not as good as her own...... Every punch, every kick, every attack, can kill a life, and these hand-to-hand fighting techniques taught by Senior Sister Qianshou are all excellent killing skills.

Kill with a move, so when you encounter a cultivator in a low realm, you can easily sweep away.

At the beginning of the Tiandu Inn, killing low-level cultivators ended easily with this move.

Senior Sister Qianshou warned herself that when she encountered an opponent who was "equal", and the opponent's physique was also extremely strong, she should not use this technique lightly.

Because it's easy to get caught up in the battle for gas engines.

Whoever withdraws first will die!

Even the ascetics of Lingshan did not dare to guarantee that their physique was the best in the world...... Except for Emperor Taizong of Tiandu, who can use his body to fight against all treasures unscrupulously, who can be like him?

The physical collision injured 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted damage, which is still light.

The first time Ning Yi collided with the blood-bursting Little White Emperor, he heard the sound of his bones shattering.

Bai Rulai also let out a muffled snort in his throat.

Obviously, even if he bleed, he still couldn't withstand such an impact.

He never thought that Ning Yi would choose to attack physically.

From the bronze platform of the "bonfire dinner", chasing and fighting so far, the spirit between the two has actually consumed a lot, and this moment is the final "decisive victory" stage, which is not only divided into victory and defeat, but also life and death, and there are no more means between the two.

Bai Rulai's "Vajra Bowl", "Fuyao Fan", "Five Elements Dao Realm", and "Burst Blood" were all cast.

And Ning Yi's "fine snow", "divinity", "long river", "flying sword" ...... These hole cards can block Bai Rulai's killing opportunity, and at the last moment, he chose to attack with his physique.

And then forcibly swallow that "word scroll"!

Ning Yi's skin gave birth to a brilliant golden light, he didn't have time to refine the "Shengzi Scroll", the ancient scroll of the sword wielder, each volume was comparable to the "Innate Spirit Treasure", and the "Mountain Scroll" that changed the entire Eastern Daze cultivation environment, Ning Yi took more than ten days to completely refine it.

Moreover, the "mountain scroll" is still an ownerless thing, and the power accumulated by itself is quite meager.

Different scrolls contain different powers, and the refining time is also different...... Like the "Destiny Scroll", it took Yu Qingshui five hundred years to master it, although the "Sword Bearer" can speed up the process.

But the "word roll"!

It is the "finale chess" of the White Emperor's arrangement of the chessboard of the Western Demon Domain and the place where the entire demon clan died.

The power contained in this "ancient scroll" far exceeded Ning Yi's imagination, after the blue light bamboo slip was forced into the center of his eyebrows, Ning Yi felt a majestic warm current explode in his body, this power is huge, extraordinary people can bear it...... The White Emperor used the two volumes of "Life and Death" to hook up a "pilgrimage site" of eternal immortality, and the power of his wishes for countless years has flowed in these two ancient books, which is a big bridge between life and death!

The wound of the collision with the Little White Emperor recovered in a time of less than breathing, and the power of the "Word Scroll" was like a wild horse, colliding in Ning Yi's body, and without refining the ancient scroll according to the steps, Ning Yi's face suddenly became hideous, and this tearing pain was rare in his life.

The pain when fighting against Bai Rulai is not even one-tenth of the "word scroll", and the degree of the latter is still superimposing.

Life and death, close to the ground, the two ancient books have always been bound together and have never left...... It is because the power of a single scroll is too fierce to be contained.

This is not a good thing.

The blood of the deceased only needs to return to its normal flow and temperature.

Ning Yi's blood is constantly boiling, constantly heating up, turning into blood mist and oozing out of the skin.

Broken bones heal instantly.

If the bones are not broken, then these bones grow on their own, collide on their own, wear themselves out...... The power of the word scroll is forcibly gifted to Ning Yi.

And Ning Yi had only one thought in his mind.

Beat this force out.

The move of "Thousand Hands" has increased the speed and strength.

Originally, he injured the enemy by 1,000 and injured himself by 800, but Ning Yi now completely ignored the injury...... It was too late for him to take out the "word scroll" now, and the bamboo slips were seared into the center of his eyebrows, and the boiling heat had already spread.

Even if you hurt 2,000 enemies, you will lose 5,000 yourself...... So what?

After the blood explosion, Bai Rulai, who maintained a suppressive momentum, felt this strong force in horror.

"Damn, you swallowed the 'Word Scroll'?!"

He roared in rage.

This is the most important thing for my father!

As long as you have seen the bamboo slip, even a fool can see how powerful the "Character Scroll" is, and the treasure that maintains the eternal life of the place of death contains the power of the sea.

This human sword cultivator is crazy!

The little white emperor roared and collided with Ning Yi's fists and feet, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, this human at this moment is more like a beast than himself, punches and punches, you can hear the sound of bones breaking all over your body, and the domineering power of the "word scroll" forcibly twists the bones and blood, so he keeps being injured and healing, and this process is just a blink of an eye.

Little White Emperor's golden killing intent flew out and smashed heavily on Ning Yi's forehead.

He roared, "Spit out the 'word scroll'!"

However, this wisp of killing intent seemed to hit a mountain, making a crisp sound of "bell", the killing intent splashed and shattered, and Ning Yi's forehead was swayed backwards by a knock, and instantly returned to its position.

Ning Yi stared at Bai Rulai expressionlessly, there was only such an image in his eyes, his eyes were already red, and all his thoughts were taken to suppress the "Character Scroll", and the pain of constantly tearing, at this moment, there was already a trace of numbness.

The experience on the Wind and Thunder Mountain allowed him to play all the moves in the "Thousand Hands" without thinking, and his fists and feet poured out like a torrential rain, even if this could only play a superficial role in relieving the pain of the "Character Scroll".

The little white emperor resisted Ning Yi's "thousand hands", and the strength of the golden-winged Dapeng bird after the explosion of blood was indeed terrifying, and he resisted Ning Yi with the blessing of the "Shengzi Scroll".

Wisps of killing intent flew out and hit Ning Yi's forehead like a rainbow.

"Spit it out!"

"Spit it out!!"

The power of the blood explosion reached its peak, and the little white emperor's roar became louder and louder, and his eyes were also red.

Ning Yi didn't dodge, didn't dodge, didn't even defend, let Bai Rulai's killing intent hit the center of his eyebrows one after another, and every time he was chiseled by the golden killing intent, his head fell backwards, and this pain could make him return to "Qingming" for a short time.

The Little White Emperor pressed Ning Yi's head with one hand, and the Terran sword cultivator who swallowed the "Word Scroll" was already crazy in his opinion, and his fists and feet were overwhelming, and he had lost a trace of rationality.

A puddle of blood was knocked out of his shoulder.

Bai Rulai's throat was sweet, he swallowed a mouthful of blood, pressed Ning Yi's head to the ground, and pushed Ning Yi on the grass, the grass clippings flew over, and then the mud splashed.

Finally, a column of water exploded!

Bai Rulai held down Ning Yi and pushed it until it was in the water, the two figures went up and down, rushing on the surface of the River of Apocalypse, Ning Yi's head was pressed into the river, his body kept jolting, and his hands kept trying to grasp the borrowed things, but they always failed.

Rumbling mist spreads.

A series of columns of water exploded in the River of Apocalypse.

A long scarlet trail had been dragged out of the river.

Ning Yi's mountain scroll gathers the surface of the river in the palm of his hand.

The intense pain dragged his mind back from the confrontation against the "word scroll", and he slammed his ground to the ground, smashing his knee into Bai Rulai's chest.

The little white emperor was smashed so that his feet left the river slightly.

Ning Yi hit his back with another elbow blow from the air, Bai Rulai's vertebrae clicked, spit out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was knocked to the bottom of the river, but the next moment it broke out of the water and flew out, hitting Ning Yi's jaw with a blow to the head, smashing Ning Yi into the jaw and flying out upside down.

The blood burst has reached its final stage.

Bai Rulai's consciousness became more and more sober.

He looked at Ning Yi, and the anger he had before had become a little ...... at this moment Frightened.

This human is a monster, a ruthless character who doesn't want to die.

How can there be a genius who spares his life like this?

From the moment Ning Yi swallowed the "word scroll" and decided to fight with himself, this fight was meaningless.

Even if he bursts blood for the second time, it is impossible to win the infinite vitality of the "Word Scroll".

Bai Ru looked at the figure that fell into the river of apocalypse.

The river was quiet.

The furious figure seemed to have become calm...... But all this was an appearance, and he had already felt that at the bottom of the entire River of Apocalypse, a huge force was accumulating.

Bai Rulai's explosive blood state slowly dissipated.

The blood of the atavists slowly evaporated.

Waking up from the frenzy of blood explosions, he felt nothing but tiredness.

The Little White Emperor raised his head and looked at the heart of heaven.

Since Ning Yi swallowed the "word scroll", it was the worst-case scenario.

He had to use his last hole card.

He stretched out a finger and slowly pressed it against his brow, and then the fingertips exerted force, and a drop of pure golden blood flowed from the skin there.

Bai Rulai's palm, waist, vajra and fuyao fan turned into a wisp of fire, a touch of breeze, and floated out faintly.

It is like the "wick" and "flame" on a bright lamp.

In the sky above the River of Apocalypse, the black clouds pressed extremely low, almost close to the surface of the river.

When Ning Yi fell to the bottom of the river, everything became quiet.

Weeds are still growing.

There was a distant screaming sound in the distance.

This is the darkest hour of the steppe.

It's the calm before the rainstorm.

A ray of light burned in front of the little white emperor.

Above the dome, clouds were everywhere.

"The situation is serious, so let's use this light. He looked up and said softly, "Please ask the Great Elder to make a move." ”