The three thousand-meter-long pillars of blood exuded an aura that made people's souls tremble, and the blood light intertwined between the three pillars, condensing into a huge blood net.

The blood web was made up of crystalline blood-colored crystalline nodes, and as soon as it appeared, it brought a heavy pressure to May, who could barely breathe.

After this blood net appeared, the air became viscous, giving people an ominous premonition that the heavens and the earth were about to fall.

"Blood Spirit Seal!" Xiao Xiang held the seal of the three phases and took a photo of Mei Yi who was riding on the white jiao, and the huge blood network instantly spread, completely covering the slender body of the white jiao's hundred meters.

This is the secret technique completed by the genius Koyanagi developed by the bloodline supernatural power, and the object of imitation is the great forbidden technique performed by an ancient holy beast that disappeared in ancient times, and it is said that the complete forbidden technique has been sealed even by immortals, and now Koyanagi is using a simplified version.

"Yikes!" Sensing that something was wrong, Maye once again used himself as a bow to unleash the super supernatural power superimposed by the shock ring, wanting to break the game with force.

I have to say that she has a chance, and she has this possibility.

If she could be more proficient in the use of the seismic ring supernatural power, and have more opportunities to fight with a master of Xiangliu's level, this second seismic ring shot might be able to be sent out.

However, the reality is that there is no such thing, potential is only potential after all, even if May's strength now even surpasses the strongest of many Divine Consciousness Rank ranking battles in the past, but the opponent she encountered is not at the level of Divine Consciousness at all.

Without giving Mei Yi a chance to fight back at all, Xiao Xiang just took charge of the three-phase seal and pressed it with a backhand, and the huge blood net began to retract and compress, completely turning the area where Mei Yi was located into a huge amber blood cell.

Mei Yina was about to shoot the earth-shattering blow in her momentum, and there was no chance to shoot again, and in a burst of whirlwind, the 100-meter-high sealed blood ball was directly thrown into the bottom of the sea of clouds by Xiao Xiang.

"Ahh May, who was only close to successfully counterattacking, shot the unfinished arrow unwillingly, and the blue flash flashed from the side of Xiao Xiang's cheeks, only to be exchanged for Xiao Xiang's casual shrug of his shoulders.

After beating the princess of Guixu who was dressed in a strange fairy dress to the sea of clouds, Xiaoxiang, Xiaoliu, and even Princess Tianhuang were in a good mood

"Goodbye."

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In the underground of the Xuanyuan Family Sword Palace, the Qilin had been waiting for Mei Yi who had fallen from the sky for a long time, and with a roll of his tail, he rolled Mei Yi, who had exhausted his strength and lost consciousness in the bridal dress, to his side.

"It turned out to be the little Xiangliu at that time, I haven't seen him for so many years, and the little guy back then has grown up." Looking at the victorious Xiangliu with interest, Kirin showed a somewhat nostalgic expression.

After so many years, the vicissitudes of life have passed, and those who can survive from that era to the present are probably only the descendants of the water god, who are loved by heaven and earth, and the immortal warlocks of human beings do not have such a long lifespan.

"This little guy Mei Yi is not bad, is he a descendant of Blue Star, that guy has finally split off his offspring." The unicorn touched the unconscious Mei Yi with his huge head, and the gentleness on his face was completely different from the expressions of the immortal warlocks who swept away the pile of dead and alive.

This is after her acquaintance, so naturally there is a special treatment, and the garbage heap over there is not as important as this little May.

Kunlun, Yaochi, Guixu, Penglai, the four holy places that existed in the ancient times of the seas and mountains, in fact, each of them has some origin with her, after all, at that time, she was the master of the ancient alliance of the entire seas and mountains.

I don't know if after so many years, any of these four holy places have given birth to new fantasy species.

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"Strange, why do you feel like it's dangerous to lose?" On a certain sword platform in the third area, Zhu Huo looked at the sea of clouds with some fear, as if there was some man-eating monster there.

This feeling has been there since the appearance of the feathered serpent, especially when stepping on the transparent corridors that suddenly appeared, the bad feeling became more and more obvious.

For this reason, Zhu Huo rarely used the power of Nanming Lihuo wantonly, but instead used the Tiangang Fist inherited from his sister.

"Hey, ha!" After exhaling, Zhu Huo raised his fist high and took seven steps in a row, bombarding the Immortal Warlock Sword who was his opponent.

This is a Divine Consciousness level sword cultivator from the Xuanyuan family, and like the Xuanyuan Little Sage that Mei Xue met, he practiced the bloodstain secret technique.

His name is Xuanyuan Nightfall, and the face behind the cloak is the same as that of Xuanyuan Xiaosheng, which is destroyed by sword marks one after another.

Not only that, but his face is very old for some reason, and he looks like he is fifty or sixty years old.

On his sword, there is a lingering deep twilight, which, like his old countenance, gives people a sense of the vicissitudes of life.

On the other hand, Zhu Huo burst out with unprecedented youthful vitality, automatically sealing the power of Nanming from the fire, and showed an amazing talent in the Tiangang Fist.

Tiangang's fist, what is particular about is a domineering spirit that is as one, brave and diligent, and sweeping everything, this is the fist that Zhu Xuan is proud of, and it is the embodiment of her spirit.

However, Zhu Huo's Tiangang Fist was slightly different from Zhu Xuan's.

Her fists are more full of aura, her moves are more gorgeous and changeable, and her use of footsteps is a little more wonderful than Zhu Xuan's.

If Zhu Xuan's Tiangang fist is like an emperor who despises the world, and the world is the only one in the sky, then Zhu Huo's fist is like a flying bird, and the phoenix sings for nine days!

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three!" With brisk steps, confident and comfortable punches, Zhu Huo, who remained in the first stage of Tiangang Martial God, almost kept suppressing Xuanyuan Yeluo, and didn't give him the slightest chance to return the favor at all.

"......" Xuanyuan Yeluo was silent, silent, and really didn't know what expression to show at this time.

His sword is by no means an ordinary thing, what he cultivates is the most difficult of all the sword inheritance of the Xuanyuan family, and the difficulty of entry can be called a nightmarish "years".

Those who have cultivated this Dao will be the first to pass their own years, so the sword cultivation of the Xuanyuan family, which has achieved great sword intent, looks more and more terrifying the older they get.

It is said that this kendo is a reference to the withering and glorious path of Buddhism, and the more withered the body, the more it can show the horror of this kendo.

The cultivator of this sword path does not use the sword, and once the sword is released, it is to reduce the life limit of the opponent.

According to the depth of cultivation, the life limit that can be reduced is also different, and it is said that the great power who practiced this sword path to the ultimate realm in the history of the Xuanyuan family can cut off the opponent's thousand-year lifespan with a single sword.

Now he looks like he is fifty or sixty years old, and every sword swing can really reduce the opponent's life for more than a year or so.