In addition to the most extreme means of destruction in the Shushan world, such as the Dutian Secret Demon Wusuo, no matter how terrifying the mana of any monk is, how powerful the magic weapon is, it is impossible to compare with an entire sect, and if the flying sword that does not enter the stream gathers 100,000 people, it is not comparable to the purple and green double swords and the immortal swords such as Nanming Lihuo, if a million ordinary thunder methods are bombarded together, then even the Baimei Dao people who have already achieved the realm of heavenly immortals dare not resist, but Minghe Zhenren is one of the outliers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although in the ordinary competition, Minghe Zhenren's strength can only be regarded as the bottom among the hidden level old monsters, but if he desperately fights for his life, then he can compete with the entire sect with the strength of one person, with the continuous infusion of true yuan mana, the flying sword originally inserted in the sacred mountain continues to tremble, and rises to the sky in the sound of the sword.

Although there is still a lot of gap between the sword shadow condensed by the illusion and the real flying sword, but the sword shadow in the sky is more than a million, for a while, the sword intent is great, and the dense flying sword is like a torrential rain from the clouds, and even the blood shadow in the sky is somewhat covered by the sword shadow, and the blood light is at least a dozen twisted at the same time.

And just when the sword shadow flew together, the god thunder towers on the sacred mountain also released a deafening roar, the Dao God Thunder never stopped bombarding the sea of blood, and the churning blood wave demon shadow was blasted away before it could rise, and the bursting thunder and fire destroyed everything in front of him with an almost brutal attitude, as if preparing to burn this sea of blood into a dry desert, so full of thunder even with the green-robed ancestor, the poisonous dragon venerable, the corpse demon Gu Chen, the green-robed ancestor, the poisonous dragon venerable, Compared with the time when nearly thirty sect master-level giants were fighting, Jiang Shu, the real demon subduer, was surpassing.

If it was in the outside world, then even if Lin Feng directly attracted the Styx with the Abyss Mark, he might not be able to forcibly suppress it, but now Minghe Zhenren fell into the trap carefully designed by Lin Feng, when the projection of the blood sea plane was fused with the space, all the external order was replaced by the plane projection of the endless blood sea under the interference of the special spatial laws of the Dusk Realm, and the only thing that existed between this heaven and earth was the abyss demonic qi, and all the heaven and earth vitality were isolated.

Cultivators were originally good at mobilizing the power of heaven and earth for their own use, although they only had one point of power, but they could attract a hundred percent of the heaven and earth vitality, but now not only all the energy between heaven and earth was replaced by demonic energy, everything consumed must be borne by themselves, and the space itself would continue to ingest and devour the mana in Ming He's body.

The true yuan that needs to be consumed by a series of magic weapons with such a terrifying power is already very huge, even Minghe Zhenren who has cultivated to be close to the heavenly realm will feel strained, and at the moment he can't borrow half a cent of energy from heaven and earth, and the consumption is more than ten times that of usual, just one urge makes me feel a burst of prostration and dizziness, and after pouring the earth-level spirit pills into his mouth like jelly beans, he barely supported it with the medicinal power that quickly turned into true yuan and rushed into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

If he just wanted to kill Ming He, then Lin Feng didn't need to make a move at all, he just needed to hide in the realm again and resist with the sea of blood, although the indiscriminate means of destruction such as the map cannon could make it impossible to dodge even the weird and unpredictable figure, but the waste of most of the power was inevitable, even if the whole person of Ming He was squeezed dry, it was impossible to smash the entire blood sea domain supported by the abyss mark.

However, Lin Feng did not have the slightest idea of temporarily retreating, he took the initiative to hide behind the scenes, it was one thing to play the enemy who fell into the world of blood to death little by little, and it was another thing to be forced to retreat behind the scenes under the power of the enemy, how could the lord of the sea of blood who controlled the law of evil retreat in front of a mere mortal realm cultivator.

Although such an offensive could almost crown Shu Mountain, how could Lin Feng be afraid of others when it came to destroying Lin Feng indiscriminately.

Different from the crazy form that was out of control when facing the god of war Ares, now Lin Feng can have completed that extraordinary and immortal transformation, and after being completely eroded by the projection of the blood sea plane, this blood sea world realm can be said to be half of his home field, when the six-armed snake demon, the Barrow Flame Demon, the Temptation Demon, the Demon Eye Tyrant, the Mind Flayer, the alien, and the Soul Eater and other endless hideous and terrifying shadows rushed out of his body, under the spread of hundreds of millions of blood shadows and evil will, Not only was every inch of the space shrouded in this distorted blood-colored rainbow light, but even the space itself had turned into a whole burning nightmare, and the sword shadows and thunder in the sky were once again covered by the blood.

In the blood rays that are intertwined and crisscrossed, no matter how many sword shadows shoot out from the sacred mountain, they can only be crushed and swallowed up little by little like prey falling into the swamp, and the divine thunder that falls like a torrential rain will also shatter all the blood light that is trying to get close in vain, and constantly tear out the brilliant thunder light in the blood.

For this battle, the people of Minghe Road can be said to have pressed almost everything on their own, even if the pills will be consumed, and even this series of magic weapons will become defective products that cannot be used again, but even so, he still does not occupy the slightest advantage. Although he doesn't know much about the demonic Dao technique of blood nerves, he at least knows a rough idea, using means such as Yin Evil Blood Shadow to fight against divine thunder, which can no longer be described by the four words of short blows and long blows, only when there is an absolute gap in strength between the two, can such a situation occur.

After cultivating to such a point, who would not be arrogant, not to mention Minghe Zhenren, who was the patriarch of the Qingcheng faction, no matter how open-minded and relieved he was, it was impossible for him to be completely indifferent to this, although the death of Tiandu in his heart at this moment occupied the vast majority, but the dissatisfaction with Lin Feng's lofty posture did exist.

Minghe didn't think that the strength of himself and Tiandu was really inferior to Lin Feng, but he just fell into his trap carelessly, the Demon Dao was originally good at this kind of weird Heavenly Demon Method, and Tiandu's death was also the result of a sudden sneak attack, but the current battle situation was obviously beyond his expectations............

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