The blood is rolling, as if the river is rushing.

Jiang Yier smiled lightly, snorted lightly, made a round fist with his right hand, and bowed his legs.

With both feet slamming on the ground, with a bang, the entire bluestone ground was covered with spider web-like spreading marks, and the body disappeared in an instant, and half of the space was also agitated and layers of ripples overlapped.

Before the blood-colored figure could react, Jiang Yi'er was physically visible in front of him.

When Jiang Yier's punch fell, the entire space sank away as if he couldn't withstand his Jiang Yier's punch.

Although most of the blood-colored figure's blood qi was dispersed by this punch, there was not much fear on the blurred face, and there was even some irrepressible joy.

There was a boom, but there was nothing but that.

Jiang Yier frowned slightly, probably sensing that something was wrong, but there was something wrong, and he Jiang Yier had little reason.

After all, although his Jiang Yier's cultivation realm is real, but his Jiang Yier's experience in facing the enemy, which is comparable to it, is pitiful, after all, for him Jiang Yier, can he still find a person whose cultivation is higher than him Jiang Yier?

So he Jiang Yi and Er want to find someone who is equal or like that, but they are all pitiful.

Wu Chen naturally knows, but for Wu Chen, he doesn't need a mountaintop realm Xuansheng who can fight, if this is the case, he wouldn't have spent so much energy in vain to find such a Jiang Yier, after all, as long as he Wu Chen took a fancy to it, or the martial ancestor who was the head of the Nine Ancestors back then, his personal talent would not be anything.

To this day, he Wu Chen didn't feel that it was such a wrong decision to pick Jiang Yier back then, and conversely, Jiang Yier has not disappointed him Wu Chen to this day, Dongzhou is still the same Dongzhou, and it is even better than he Wu Chen expected.

So when Jiang Yier in front of him was like smashing ants with an iron rod, he Wu Chen felt as if he was nothing, but he was a little stupid.

Therefore, Wu Chen said with some unbearable words: "Jiang boy, I think when the Great Dao cultivation of your body will be sucked by him, you Jiang boy will be able to react." ”

The blood-colored phantom actually has a seven-seven-eighty-eight resemblance to those extraterrestrial gods and souls that will be devoured by light, or it is the same origin as the root, but it has taken two completely different mountain paths, one insists on the origin, and the other is at the cost of his own body, integrating into this Xuanwu Continent, which is half of the Xuanwu Continent.

There are pros and cons.

The advantage is that these creatures who are half of the Xuanwu Continent can absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth on the Xuanwu Continent unhindered, but they have higher requirements for the purity of the spiritual power of this heaven and earth.

The disadvantages are also obvious, one is that there is no such source and endless longevity, and the second is that it will die, it is really dead, not like the incarnation of the black soul phantom, but there is no soul consciousness, but the body is still the same, or the soul consciousness is returned to its original form and re-practiced.

Moreover, without the protection of the Heavenly Divine Soul, they would also suffer from the coercion of the Heavenly Dao Laws, and because of their special reasons, they would be more affected by the Heavenly Dao Laws, and they would be more affected by it than ordinary monks on the Xuanwu Continent.

Then, without waiting for Jiang Yier to turn around and answer Wu Chen, he Wu Chen discovered some things that he had ignored by just paying attention to the strange blood mist phantom, and before he knew it, the corners of Wu Chen's mouth were shallow and a faint smile appeared, it was really a ghost and a ghost, it seems that in the past thousands of years, it is not those who have grown in the cultivation realm that is definitely step-by-step, and there are brains!

The honest person is not sure how to be honest in his heart.

Jiang Yier estimated that he had already noticed the strange difference from himself at the beginning of the fight, and then he Jiang Yier was even more confused, allowing the half-human, half-ghost-like blood-mist-like phantom thing that thought he was actually not at all to absorb the spiritual power of his body.

He Jiang Yier can be regarded as half of the Heavenly Dao Law above this Dongzhou Realm, and to put it bluntly, he Jiang Yier is most of the sky above this Dongzhou Realm.

Jiang Yier didn't look back, but he used his heart lake to transmit the voice to Wu Chen, and said: "My lord, Jiang Yi'er will not just sleep there for thousands of years, Jiang Yi'er can still see this little trick." ”

Wu Chen didn't answer, but just thought in his heart, I guess it will be better for you kid after a while.

The red misty phantom seemed to have noticed a trace of something unusual, but the greed for this pure mystical power that originated from the divine soul had a strange attraction.

Suddenly, two completely different voices emerged from his body.

One was the original monk's thoughts, panicked, and there was no lack of fear in his voice: "You are crazy! You think you can bear it when you suck it down, but when the time comes, it will not only be me, even you will not be able to escape a dead word." ”

The other voice said nonchalantly: "Hmph! If you weren't afraid of this and that, you wouldn't have mixed into the bleak appearance you have now, don't you think this is a great opportunity? Not only for me, but also for you, don't you want to know what kind of mountain scenery it would be when you broke your head and couldn't break in?"

"If you die, you will definitely die! He is not an ordinary person, he is not an ordinary mountain monk!"

The corners of the red mist's mouth rose slightly, and the evil spirit smiled: "I know, how can he be an ordinary person? ”

The voice smiled bitterly, but he didn't speak, but fortunately, a long, long time ago, he had already made some preparations for a little more duel and didn't have many preparations, and retained a wisp of pure soul.

In case of something that could be a little earlier or a little later.

In fact, he had expected it, but for him, it was his reluctant body.

Otherwise, with the fact that he has coexisted with the guy in his body for hundreds of years, wouldn't he not know what the other party is like?

It's just that before the big meeting, the red spirit who had sworn before suddenly changed his face, and then he was even more shocked.