The cold north wind swept through the gloomy ghost forest, blowing the dense shade of the trees and sending out a horror like a ghost, and the desolate ghost forest became unusually quiet after that outrageous muffled roar, as if all things in heaven and earth were shocked by this, and the needles could be heard falling in all directions.

Mei Shangyou stabilized the front of his body, and a ten-meter-long chasm clearly appeared on the surface of the ghost forest, and the deep footprints stretched in the ditch, from shallow to deep, reaching the end point was half a meter deep, and the dots scattered in the ditch were red, bright as blood, red as beads......

Mei Shangyou covered his chest and cold sweat flowed wildly, the trace of residual strength faintly adhered to his chest still did not dissipate, the spirit armor collapsed, the light on the surface of his body was dim and sluggish, and he did not see the brilliant brilliance of the blood condensation like jade before the shot.

One move!

Mei Shangyou gritted his teeth with hatred, hatred and anger, shock, and despair were mixed together, so that he left behind the sensitive pain in his body, and he was only shocked in his heart, and slowly raised his head and looked at Ling Jun's face from afar, and he couldn't describe his inner feelings and emotions at this moment.

One move.

weishenme can't even dodge a move?

Mei Shangyou's heart lost his mind and cried......

One year, a whole year, others may not know how Mei Shangyou spent this year, but he knows very well in his heart how many sins he has suffered in the past year.

The withered blood refining god who sleeps endlessly in the ancient cave, he has to spend up to six hours a day to endure the pain of withered blood, this method of withered blood is the secret of the blood clan, unless it is a last resort, even the blood clan warriors who need strength will not touch this method.

However, in order to improve his strength as soon as possible, Mei Shangyou did whatever it took to endure a year-long torment and test, and finally improved his strength to the process of Ling Xu's quadruple, and on the day he was successful, Mei Shangyou even felt a momentum in the sky and the earth, which gave him a hundred times confidence to put the hand of the kid who made a big fuss in the blood Cangshan under the sword.

It's a pity that it backfired, Mei Shangyou never thought that after spending more than a year of hard work, Zuihou would get such an ending, facing the enemy who dreamed of a thousand knives and scraped it late, he was brutally defeated in one face.

Or is it under the situation that the four masters join forces......

Boundless hatred swept through Mei Shangyou's humiliated heart, at this moment he completely forgot the huge gap between him and Feng Jueyu, his toes were fiercely inserted into the soil, the cold blood qi actually began to merge with the dark and damp aura of the underground, and a deep blood mist appeared on his body, and the body of divine thoughts flew out of his body uncontrollably, hovering above his head several times......

It was a blood man like a baby, it was Mei Shangyou's divine thoughts, the blood man was like a piece of transparent blood jade with a shocking brilliance, just three weeks of rotation, suddenly the sound of the peng exploded into a blood mist, and the stars were submerged into the body.

In an instant, Mei Shangyou changed, his neat hairstyle automatically became up because of the display of an unknown liliang windlessness, scattered draped, a little stagnant blood mark at the center of his eyebrows slowly appeared in the form of flowing water, and thick blood droplets secreted from the tens of thousands of sweat pores on his palms and body, dyeing the blood robe extremely red.

The north wind blew, and a thick smell of blood filled the Abyss Ghost Forest, accompanied by a constant roar of anger coming from its mouth, enveloping everyone in it.

"Feng Jueyu, this seat will dedicate my life to the blood god today, and return the divine power, and I will definitely punish you here......"

"Whew!" The atmosphere of the entire forest changed, and Feng Jueyu's proud expression suddenly cooled down, if Mei Shangyou was only a fourfold master before, then now, he should have at least five to six levels of cultivation, and what shocked him the most was that he found a trace of familiarity in Mei Shangyou's body.

Although this breath is based on blood, it contains energy equivalent to the spirit of ten thousand sands and incandescent fire for no reason.

"What kind of exercise is this?" Feng Jueyu couldn't help but be surprised, and in addition to being surprised, an inexplicable impulse also emerged in his heart.

"God-given power. Just when Feng Jueyu couldn't understand the mystery of the changes, Wu Qingqiu and the Holy Emperors of the major royal families were all stunned and exclaimed.

Wu Qingqiu's little face turned red and white, and the lotus foot continued to pluck resentfully on the ground, and said loudly: "Feng Jueyu is careful, he sacrificed himself to the gods." ”

"Gods?"

Feng Jueyu suddenly turned his head sideways, and at this time, Mei Shangyou's body floated like electricity, and the Gou Blood Sword in his hand stabbed forward like a spirit snake, and it hit Feng Jueyu's throat in an instant, only three inches away.

"It's so fast. Feng Jue Yu's heart was flooded with shock, he found that Mei Shangyou's strength had increased several times in a short moment, and he could only step back under the shock, the origin of the spirit of ten thousand sands flowed wildly in his body, and in an instant, Feng Jue Yu turned into the strange wind and sand when he came.

But even so, the sharp blade seemed to have strengthened hundreds of times, and it was not even slower than himself, and he followed the wind and sand in reluctance.

"Dang!"

The sword blade was even faster than him, and stabbed directly in front of Feng Jue Yu's throat, but fortunately, Feng Jue Yu reacted quickly, raised his second finger and clamped the tip of the sword, and at this time, the scene in front of Feng Jue Yu suddenly changed.

Mei Shangyou is no longer a whole, but has become a bloody man covered with blood mist, his appearance can no longer be seen clearly, as if he has completely turned into a puff of blood mist.

This is actually the same as his own ** vast land, when the divine thought and the true yuan are completely compatible, the body of the martial artist will undergo great changes, and the dantian in the body will be like hundreds of motors to start up, raising the strength to the extreme, and transforming the aura of heaven and earth.

There are many kinds of aura of heaven and earth, and the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, earth, blood, and poison are naturally common, and in the eyes of outsiders, the two sides of the current confrontation are no longer Feng Jueyu and Mei Shangyou, but a cloud of wind and sand and a puff of blood mist clashing in the forest.

The powerful and abundant force of nature collided with each other in the forest, launching an unprecedented conquest and entanglement, the sword shadow is sufficient, the palm power is continuous, and the extreme collision between heaven and earth is constantly affecting the surrounding scenery to undergo fundamental changes.

The thick trees at the mouth of the bowl were melted by the blood mist and turned into bloody water, muddy surface, rain hit the beach, and indentations appeared like 10,000 pits......

It was precisely because of Feng Jueyu's transcendent divine power that the situation of the four masters joining forces was not promoted, which caused Mei Shangyou's boundless anger, making the entire battle scene once again become a one-on-one battle, at this moment, Lou Qing, Lei Ya, and Mang Yue were powerless to intervene.

"Mei Shangyou, this is looking for death. Lou Qing's sinister little eyes were rolling around, and his expression was full of excitement and joy.

There are many secrets on this shijie, but it is not unknown to anyone, such as this sacrificial liliang, which is the secret of all races.

When there are hundreds of tribes in the world, each ethnic group has a way of sacrifice that only belongs to its own clan, and they have their own lineage, creating a variety of ways to communicate with the gods and transform them into martial arts exercises, this kind of exercises, all of which are ways to overdraw their own true yuan, will be cultivated in a short period of time to maximize the stimulation, to achieve extraordinary ability.

At present, Mei Shangyou is using the power of sacrifice......

The power of sacrifice is strong, so that the warrior can have a god-like liliang, it seems that his own cultivation is high and low and the strength is different, Lou Qing, Lei Ya, Mang Yue, Shi Mantu, Huang Zun, and Yu Wenchen all know that this kind of liliang cannot belong to the master of the Xuan Dao realm at all, and if it is triggered, it will be a great harm to himself.

Using the body of a mortal to bear the liliang of the gods, it is tantamount to self-destruction, with Mei Shangyou's current strength, if he uses the sacrificial liliang, the most haode result is to defeat Feng Jueyu and survive, but in the future, it will be difficult to enter the realm at all, and the worst result is to die with Feng Jueyu......

"I'm desperate, I can't imagine that the sacrificial Liliang is so powerful. Huang Zun's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a hint of shock and envy in his expression, he was thinking about how good it would be if this kind of liliang could be used at will.

Shi Mantu looked at the center of the clash between the wind and sand and the blood mist, nodded with an intoxicated expression, and said, "But Mei Shangyou is using the sacrifice Liliang, what is the matter with the wind and feathers?"

"Huh?" Huang Zun was stunned at first when he heard this, and then he immediately understood, and his face was suddenly surprised.

Mei Shangyou, as the Holy Emperor of the Blood Clan, admires the Liliang of the Blood God, and the power of sacrifice can only have such a powerful means if he obtains the power of the Blood God.

But Feng Jueyu, I haven't heard of what race he comes from, and I haven't heard of what kind of god he worships, but how did the pure earth breath swept by the wind and sand on his body come from.

Thinking about it like this, everyone found out the problem, Mei Shangyou used a little divine power, this kind of god-given liliang is very rare, so pitiful that it is still divine power.

What about Feng Jueyu, could it be that he also uses divine power?

With this discovery, the faces of the people who heard Shi Mantu's tone changed suddenly, and Lou Qing, Lei Ya, and Mang Yue, who were still thinking about running over to help Mei Shangyou, immediately dispelled this unrealistic idea.

You must know that if they want to follow the trend and compete with each other, then they must choose the same method as Mei Shangyou and introduce the power of God into their bodies.

However, this method of injuring a thousand enemies and injuring two thousand to themselves is really terrifying, and if they have the slightest idea of wanting to live, they will not choose this way of fighting for their lives so recklessly.

Only Mei Shangyou, who is dizzy, will desperately follow the trend and fight to the death......

ps: I was busy with work for two days, and my tired foot hit the back of my head, and sure enough, it took me eight hours to figure it out, I wrote and wrote......

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