With the blessing of the bloodthirsty beads, the whole of Fu Long Ding has turned red, and the bloodthirsty power makes the heartbeat in Fu Long Ding even stronger.

There is even a feeling of being out of the body.

"Yuqingjing, all retreat," Nameless ordered.

On the Fulong Ding, the originally violent blood cloud began to shrink, converging towards the interior of the Fulong Ding.

The blood cloud rolled, shrinking in force.

The blood clouds dispersed, the heavens and the earth were clear, and the moon was sprinkled like snow, and only then did everyone realize that the battle had been going on for a day, and the moon was bright and the stars were shining brightly.

The blood clouds converged, and gradually became the outline of a person, although it was still very blurry, but the hands and feet, and even the head could already be clearly seen.

It's just that the blood clouds are rolling, and the facial features are completely empty.

At this time, the bloodthirsty bead flew out and landed on the face of the Blood Cloud Giant, like a one-eyed one-eyed.

The Blood Cloud Giant, who had obtained the Bloodthirsty Bead, seemed to have gained consciousness in an instant.

It is no longer a mess, and it has its own direction of action.

"Go~" the beast god whispered.

The Blood Cloud Giant is more than ten zhang tall, which is already about the same height as the city wall, and the nameless body is small, between one large and one small, the contrast is obvious.

"Roar~" The giant roared, and a punch slammed into Nameless.

In between, Nameless had a feeling of being locked in, and no matter how much he dodged, he couldn't escape the giant's attack.

"If you can't hide, just be tough" Nameless put his heart horizontally, stepped on the seven stars and stood, the son of the sky, the Big Dipper, instantly brightened, and within the nameless body, the three hundred and sixty-five acupuncture points also began to shine, leading endless starlight to descend.

The stunt of the "Seven Star Sword Technique" Dao Xuan also belongs to one of the mysteries of Qingyun, the night is bright, the seven stars are bright, and the power is not trivial.

Starlight merged with sword light, and with a single sword, one of the Blood Cloud Giant's arms was severed, and the furious Starlight instantly tore the Blood Cloud Giant's arm to pieces.

The giant was furious, and the one-eyed formed by the bloodthirsty bead suddenly flashed with boundless blood, which was the bloody power accumulated by the bloodthirsty bead for thousands of years.

The bloodthirsty bead was output with all its might, and the blood cloud giant became further larger, and the arm that was originally cut off grew in an instant.

Then, in the horrified eyes of everyone, three hands, four hands, and five hands, under the blessing of the blood power and death, the arms of the blood cloud giant grew wildly.

A thousand-handed, thousand-eyed endless giant.

Finally, the blood color was exhausted, and the blood cloud giant's one-eyed seemed to be a little tired, no longer as bright as before, only flashing a faint red light.

"Roar~" The giant roared, and each hand had a weapon formed by the power of blood, coming towards the nameless kill.

The Qingyun disciple looked at Nameless where the Son of the Sky was standing, although he was full of confidence in Nameless, but he was still a little panicked in the face of such a giant.

Shui Yue stood aside, anxiously watching, the sword in her hand was held very tightly, she had already decided that if Nameless was defeated, she would definitely rush forward, even if she couldn't save Nameless, she would die with him.

On the city wall, Cangsong, Tian Buyi, and Shang Zhengliang glanced at each other, and a few people nodded, if the head of the house is defeated for a while, a few people must be desperately rescued, and when they return to Qingyun, there is a magic skill of the head of the family to cooperate with the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and there will be a glimmer of life in the world.

The son of the sea of clouds, nameless looking at the thousand-handed giant, no sorrow or joy.

The acupuncture points on the body also stopped circulating, the nameless eyes were closed, and suddenly the son of the sky came with a grand voice, which seemed to be the same name as the Great Dao, like the Buddha preaching.

"When I was born, ten thousand swords bowed down, and on the day I was born, all swords were one" is nameless, as if the order of the gods.

A sword intent suddenly rose between heaven and earth.

The immortal swords in the hands of Qingyun's disciples began to shake inexplicably, and on the Shenzhou Continent, all the immortal swords seemed to have received a call for mission, and ten thousand swords rang out in unison.

The movement of the fairy sword became louder and louder, and finally it got out of its hand and headed towards the nameless.

The Qingyun disciple first gave up the immortal sword in his hand, and was able to support the nameless, and the Qingyun disciple was honored.

In the center of Shenzhou, on Qingyun Mountain, Dao Xuan sat cross-legged in the Yuqing Palace, and the Zhuxian Sword shook gently in front of him.

"It's him," Dao Xuan said. After a little hesitation, Dao Xuan made a decision.

"Go" A true yuan was sent, and the Zhuxian Sword turned into a streamer and flew towards Yuzhou City.

At the same time, Dao Xuan came to the Spirit Tan and evoked the Water Qilin.

Zhu Xianjian was not there, there was no point in staying behind Qingyun, and he attacked with all his strength, and the water qilin rose into the sky and flew towards Yuzhou City.

Ten thousand swords are one, there are more than 10,000 sleeping fairy swords on the land of Shenzhou, at this moment, whether it is the top of the snow-capped mountain with thousands of years of snow, or the ancient sword buried in the depths of the sea for thousands of years, they all fly towards Yuzhou City.

There are countless fairy swords, and they are overwhelmingly flying to the nameless side.

Ambilight, all kinds of swords and all kinds of treasures, burst out with peerless brilliance.

"Roar~" The Blood Cloud Giant rushed towards Nameless in a rage.

Next to Nameless, thousands of swords roared in unison, but there was no movement, Nameless was waiting.

Suddenly, in the sky, a streamer flashed, and an ancient sword flew in. It just fell into the hands of the nameless.

"Zhu Xian!"

Above the ground, a burst of cheers erupted from the crowd of people looking at the Dao, and countless young disciples, whether they were under the Qingyun Sect or not, all showed admiration and worship on their faces, looking up at the majestic sword array in the sky that was almost like a myth. This ancient sword has protected Qingyun for thousands of years, and it protects the world today.

The shadow of the sword in the sky is becoming denser and denser, and the infinite light covers the entire sky.

In the pupils of the beast god's eyes, the infinite sword shadow of the entire sky was reflected, and after looking at it for a long time, he nodded, his face was solemn, and he sighed: "Sure enough, it is a miraculous workmanship, I can't imagine that there is such an unborn character in Middle Earth, and he can make ten thousand swords bow down and use his body as a sword to achieve this level!" ’

He high-fived and exclaimed, 'Amazing! ’

'Amazing! ’

'Amazing! ’

He admired it in his mouth, but there was no trace of fear and fear on his face, or rather, no one knew that something like him that looked like a human or a ghost, but there was still a fear and fear?

Zhu Xian was in his hand, and with a nameless wave, ten thousand swords were fired together.

On the other side, the Blood Cloud Giant had arrived, and a thousand hands came out together.

The wind and clouds are howling, and the wind is hunting.

There was a sudden thunderclap in the silence, and it roared. As if the hearts of thousands of people were shaking, the sword rays in the sky flowed, the colorful light was shining, and countless colorful air swords crossed the sky. Roaring down.

Like the angry tide of the sky, rushing forward, the purple qi took the lead, and there was no edge at a glance, and it was much more powerful than just now. And behind the purple, every ten zhang distance. There was a color of sword qi converging and flying, rushing and roaring, surging, which was beyond human imagination.

Looking at this almost devastating scene, no one did not change color, and the palms of his hands were sweaty.

The ancient clumsy singing mixed with the huge thunder and the screaming of the sky gradually faded away, and even the strange sound of the drums was long gone. But the huge blood cloud giant, in the face of this terrible sword rain and angry waves, was brazen and did not retreat, but when it saw the blood cloud rising, it roared even more violently, like provoking the sky, extremely rebellious.

In the blink of an eye, the sword swooped down, and the blood-colored big hand suddenly surged, Rao is sword qi and Shicai are no longer the same, but the ancient witchcraft of the Southern Barbarians is actually a miracle of gods and ghosts, and the blood-colored big hand is more and more courageous the more he fights, although it is a blink of an eye that is pierced by countless qi swords is a thousand holes, but it seems that the endless blood qi will be replenished in a blink of an eye, and the largest range has actually expanded, reaching as many as dozens of zhang.

It's just that this wave of purple qi swords rushed into the blood cloud, and the blood qi was forcefully suppressed, but in just a moment, the blood qi had already rebounded, rising up, and swallowing the qi swords one by one. Rao was like this, and before the blood qi could return to its original state, the second wave of qi sword phalanx had already rushed to him.

Thousands of weather, infinite sharpness, in the sky, but see that the sword is like rain like locusts, dense, and with the nameless true law urging, the ancient sword of Zhu Xian is more and more flickering, in mid-air with the nine heavens leading the troops, the main sword composed of war dragons, heavenly evils, etc., continues to separate more and more monochromatic air swords, and the separation speed is getting faster and faster, wave after wave to form a thrilling huge sword array, and suddenly split down the mass of blood.

The wind and smoke dissipated, the blood clouds rolled, and only Fu Longding was still floating in control, exuding ancient energy. The beast god appeared again, but his whole body had been pierced by the sword qi, and fine blood beads fell from his body, and the ten thousand swords were injured after all.

On the other side, in the sky, Nameless waved his hand, and ten thousand swords fell to the ground. Calmly looked at the beast god.

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