If he uses the Heavenly Treasure True Person's sword attainment to urge the Green Immortal Sword with all his might, he may be able to barely fight with the Blood Demon Blade, but Ming He Zhenren's mediocre sword art can't do this at all, and the refining array Dan Dao that he is proficient in will also take time to exert his due power, but this does not mean that he can't resist the incoming Demon Blade. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Sword Cultivation can take the enemy's head from thousands of miles away, it seems to have an advantage in high-intensity and high-paced confrontations, and the strength that a prepared refining master can show is incomparable to Sword Cultivation.

Minghe Zhenren has been dissatisfied with this since he heard that among all kinds of divine thunder magic weapons, the power is dominated by the Heavenly Secret Demon Wusuo, and he has condensed a supreme Taiyi Divine Thunder Bead with one hand Taiyi Divine Method, and then took the essence of the Nine Heavens Thunder into it and integrated it with the complex sacrifice and refining for decades before it was completed, because the means themselves are not very clever, but they are forcibly compressed and condensed in a piled up, and the power and cost are not equal at all, so they have not been refined, except for the original experiment, there is only this moment in his hands now.

However, after all, it is the research result of the mana of the two Jiazi of Minghe Zhenren, and the destructive power in a small area is not much inferior to that of the Heavenly Secret Demon Wusuo, after the Blood Demon Blade slashed up, although the blade itself did not receive the slightest damage, but the blood-colored Demon Gang, which was condensed by the demonic qi in the sky, felt as if it was about to be blown away by this sudden burst of cyan thunder, and began to gradually show signs of splitting and dissipating.

Since the birth of the Seven Deadly Sins of the Demon Soldiers, except for the fact that he was once in the world of the three hundred warriors of Sparta, he was smashed by the incarnation of the killing priesthood of the god of war Ares, it can be said that he is invincible, whether it is the three generations of ancient blood clans like gods, or the commander of the Third Legion of Hell, they are all hated under this blade, and now in front of this monk whose strength is weaker than himself, he was actually shattered, although the rejection of the main plane occupies a very important reason in it, but this still makes Lin Feng feel surprised.

"Not only can I completely suppress the obsession ** in my heart, but I can also resist my bloody demon blade with my mortal body, which makes the deity really unbearable to kill you."

Lin Feng withdrew the demon blade in his hand into his palm and continued: "Minghe, if it weren't for Qingcheng to restrain your achievements, it is estimated that even Bai Mei would not be qualified to compare with you today, if you are willing to join the blood sea lineage, then the deity will take you back to the blood sea, and ask the master to accept you as an apprentice." ”

"Then I don't know what awaits the poor Dao after joining the blood sea vein, the profound and profound exercises, the extremely powerful Demon Dao Supreme Treasure, or is it destroying the Xuanmen Righteous Path to achieve a hegemon?"

Although Minghe Zhenren is still indifferent and does not have any emotional fluctuations, the hatred and irony in it are so obvious.

"If that's the case, it's okay, but you don't have any ideas about the so-called good and evil powers in the mortal world, this world is originally an incomparably huge chessboard, all living beings chase and fight, whether it's ants, mortals, monks, or the so-called immortals, gods, demons, and Buddhas are all in it, in the end, it just depends on which level you can break through, or, do you still care about him?"

As Lin Feng said slowly, the ghostly light representing the soul of the Dao Dao continued to gather in his hand, and finally formed a light purple soul body, which was the same Tiandu Dao person who had died under the bloody demon blade before.

Although the primordial spirit has been dispersed, it is impossible to restore it to a true person no matter what, but as long as the wisps of remnant souls have not been completely refined, then this life may still continue.

Seeing that the soul of the real person of Tiandu was devoured by the demon blade before, Minghe thought that it must have been refined in an instant, but who would have thought that Lin Feng would deliberately keep it intact, how relieved Ren Minghe's real state of mind was, it was inevitable that it would be set off under this big ups and downs.

This is also the purpose of Lin Feng's behavior, since the ** in his heart cannot take effect, then he can only use obsession to make a fuss, although he does take a look at Minghe Zhenren because of this, and he is very willing to transform him into a criminal, but this is after Minghe Zhenren dies, all he needs is the complete soul itself that can be transformed.

"The Blood Demon Venerable has praised it falsely, and Ming He is ashamed to take it, but I am afraid that the Venerable will not be able to return to the sea of blood in this life."

Although there was a slight wave in his heart, it was impossible for even a monk who was involved in the world to directly agree to such a proposal, so Minghe Zhenren still said so.

Before the words fell, a ruler long and a simple scroll exuding a clear light appeared in the hands of Minghe Zhenren, which suddenly dispersed in the air after floating a little bit, and grew in the wind, becoming a huge painting scroll with a height of 100 zhang and a width of 40 zhang.

As Ming He's hands continued to change like a convulsion, not only did the illusion phantom that was originally just condensed by the true yuan gradually condense into substance, and one magic weapon flew out of his hand under the drive of the magic seal true technique.

After the emerald green peaks were sacrificed, the peaks that were only a hundred zhang high before gradually became a sacred mountain of nearly eight thousand zhang, and the surface was like the Emei Sword Cliff, densely inserted with a simple and dilapidated flying sword, and the sword intent and the dignified momentum of the mountains soared straight into the sky, dispelling the filthy demonic qi that was originally entrenched in mid-air, and the huge shadow also completely shrouded the sea of blood.

When the pavilion hall like the gate of Qingcheng Mountain also spanned the thousand-zhang sacred mountain, the nine-story pagodas that seemed to be carved from white jade were sacrificed again, and they were transformed into the Shenlei Pagoda that was endlessly shining with brilliant and blurry light.

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