Sect Master Ye shook his hand casually, and a light boat appeared, and at that moment, on the boat of the Nine Leaves Sect Master, the light boat soared straight into the endless sea of blood in the god and demon realm, stopping above the vast sea of blood, the Nine Leaves Sect Master looked at the endless sea of blood, and his eyes were very profound: "It's almost time to make a move." ”

The Nine Leaves Sect is going to make a move, and at this time, it is Zhuang Wangu and others who have strength, and in the case of a large consumption of mana, they may not be able to defeat the Nine Leaves Sect Master who has been recharging and cultivating for so long, and now he can easily defeat it, and there should only be Bole who is also rejuvenated.

After a sudden stop, the Nine Leaves Sect Master turned around: "Zhang Qianren, come with the teacher or not." ”

Zhang Qianren shook his head: "Master should know, I don't like to risk my life, I don't have that strength now, why bother to go to this troubled water, although the benefits of this trip may be very high, but the risk is too great, I don't do it." ”

"Master, this kind of self-strength is too high, and that kind of untouchable person with a cheap life can do it, but why bother with a supreme heavenly emperor like me, the first heavenly emperor of the Three Realms." Zhang Qian couldn't help but say: "The apprentice is here, I wish the master success." ”

The Nine Leaves Sect Master chuckled, among the younger generation, ** is the most exciting, Zhuang Yu and Zhuang Huo are both extraordinary, and his apprentice Zhang Qianren does not seem to be simple, this world is really getting more and more exciting. When the light boat went straight, the Nine Leaves Sect Master actually had the urge to look up to the sky and laugh.

The sea of blood is constantly decreasing, whether it is the group that snatched the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree, or the group that snatched the source of the sea of blood, they all feel different now, not to mention, at this time, the entire god and demon realm has an extremely cold feeling.

The Duobao Daoist stood straight, while the Mosquito Daoist knelt beside him, the Mosquito Daoist lowered his head, drank a mouthful of blood, and then said, "It seems to be the energy of the Zhun Ti Saint." "Mosquito people have a special ability to distinguish blood.

This statement of the mosquito Daoist seems to have shocked some people, and at this time, many quasi-saints in the world of gods and demons have thought of this possibility, the quasi-Ti saint is likely not dead, and the expression of the Duobao Daoist has not changed, and he directly saw through the bottom of the sea of blood and found the body of the quasi-Tidao person. At this time, Zhuang Wangu and Shura were doing the same thing.

The body of the quasi-Daoist, at the bottom of the sea of blood, above an extinct volcano, still seems to be unconscious, no, the eyelashes of the quasi-Daoist moved slightly, and the body seemed to be recovering, but it didn't seem to have a huge divine thought.

Finally, the body of the quasi-Tidao man opened his eyes, and it was a green glow, a deep green glow.

And at this time, the body of the quasi-Tidao person flew sideways, and the sea of blood for thousands of miles did not exist at all, and the quasi-saints who were blocked outside the source of the sea of blood saw that the quasi-Tidao people were there, as if they had seen a ghost, and the quasi-Tidao people suddenly made a move, and suddenly, several quasi-saints died, and then, the other quasi-saints all escaped.

Zhun Ti is not dead! This is what the more than a dozen quasi-saints who escaped with their lives thought in their hearts, completely shocked, the saint is not dead, which one dares to move, thinking of the saint's destruction, these more than ten quasi-saints are only afraid that they are all cold in their hearts, and their hearts are about to mention that the saint wants to destroy the world, and they are afraid and do not mind killing themselves and others.

And immediately, the person who snatched the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree also immediately discovered the Zhun Ti Saint, a piece of blood light passed, and all the blood light died when touched, and the Zhun Ti Saint did not die, this news immediately spread throughout the entire God and Demon Realm, I don't know how many Quasi Saints, and now they are running for their lives frantically.

The weak who are too weak have no courage to fight at all under the billions of years of accumulation of saints. The people who snatched the treasure like a tide, took all kinds of magic weapons, performed all kinds of escape methods, and wanted to fly away from here, only the Nine Leaves Sect Master did not think about escaping for his life at all, but went against the trend.

A light boat is against its might.

"Zhun Ti is not dead, it is impossible, his divine thoughts have been almost consumed, assimilating the universe, reading ability, all that is not needed is divine thoughts, and the mana is entangled in the boundless mountain of sin." Zhuang Wangu held his hands and said lightly: "What's more, have you found out, this time Zhun Ti's body is a little different from usual." ”

"Naturally, I found out." Shura was also very calm, and changed his face to a great Confucian who had read poetry and books: "The moves are quite rigid, the divine mind is very far from the saint, and the quasi-saint is killed, all of them are frightened, and they think that they can't stop the power of the saint. ”

Yunxiao Niangniang's mixed yuan golden bucket is a thousand years of mana, no matter whether the method is strong or weak, of course, there is still a difference, the weak is directly eliminated, but the strong and arrogant like the quasi-Daoist is simply involved in the fierce gold fight, but it can't be cut.

After the Great War, after the fall of Zhun Ti, Yunxiao also released this part of the mana, if you really want to cut this mana, I don't know how many tens of thousands of years, Yunxiao is now bent on verifying the mixed yuan, and is about to have no second thoughts, so it has become so.

"So." It was Mo Fei who had been washing the white plum blossoms in the sea of blood who spoke, and Mo Fei walked in the sea of blood, step by step, without the slightest appearance of sinking to the bottom of the sea of blood: "This time, although it is the body of Zhun Ti, it is not the resurrection of the saint of Zhun Ti, the saint has been destroyed and will not be resurrected." ”

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable." Zhuang Wangu Shi Ran smiled: "The cause and effect of this time is that either the will of heaven is like a knife, or the way of heaven is unpredictable, after the divine thoughts of the Zhun Ti saint himself were extinguished, someone's consciousness descended on this body

Therefore, there is no momentum, no moves, and no huge divine thoughts. ”

"This kind of cause and effect, commonly known as crossing." When he spoke, Zhuang Wangu was quite emotional, crossing into a physical body, it is impossible to immediately master the ability of that physical body, just like when Zhuang Wangu crossed the black bear monster, the black bear monster is not a very powerful character, but he didn't dare to mess around, first observed for so long, and then practiced with a rookie like the giant spirit god, and then fought with Nezha, and fell behind.

And like since the crossing, it has been extremely arrogant, such as the Feather Winged Fairy, but it is a bird, so this Feather Winged Fairy was killed quite quickly, and at that time, it was killed by the little Black Star Jun who didn't even have a heaven level, and the Little Black Star Jun also relied on this battle to suck the flesh and blood of the Feather Wing Fairy and enter the Heaven Swallowing Level. Even after living until now, he has become a quasi-saint, and he has never died.

And now, there is another crossing clan.

A blood moon hung in the sky, full of blood, boundless blood, all of them fell around him, all of them were his own men, this time, he was defeated, Yin Xiong knew that this time, he was defeated very badly, in the game of politics.

"Yes, this time you lost, and you don't have time or a chance to turn it over." The man who spoke, riding on a tall horse, toed high and proud, and then a sharp sword swung over, and after the smooth sword swung it, the blood soared, and the big head soared.

Unwilling, unwilling, if you have the strength to shake the sky, you will definitely be able to win this political game, and the characters who shake the sky can kill thousands of soldiers at will, this is Yin Xiong's last concept in that life.

At the moment when Yin Xiong died, the quasi-Tidao person also died, and at this moment, the mysterious and mysterious thing appeared, Yin Xiong's divine thoughts, attached to the body of the quasi-Tidao person, Yin Xiong just wanted to laugh, he just wanted to get the power of the heaven-shaking level, and God actually gave himself the mana of the saint - the mana of the five Hongmeng universes.

Yin Xiong is not incompetent, just now, in the process of killing two piles of people who robbed the treasure in a row, he has initially controlled how to strike out the mana, and at the same time, snatched the two magic weapons Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and the boundless sea of blood into his hands, and the saint surrendered again.

As soon as the Yin Xiong God calculated, he calculated the position of the enemy, and when he raised his finger, nothing popped out at all, but the enemy who was celebrating the killing of his political opponent had been cut to pieces, or rather, the country where he once lived had been shattered.

He has become a saint, and his goal is the 3,000 universes, what do you want that country to do? Obviously, killing a lot of quasi-saints and heaven-swallowing level in a row made him very confident and believed that he did have saint-level mana, Yin Xiong knew that he was not Zhun Ti, therefore, with the mana of Zhun Ti, five Hongmeng universe mana, to kill several other powerful quasi-saints, directly kill one by one, no need to get together, it will be over.

Yin Xiong is smiling in the yin, in this world, God is destined to become the emperor of the three thousand universes, and it is indeed heaven and earth, and I am the only one.

Yin Xiong was racing fast in the world of gods and demons, and then fell to the ground, and then suddenly found that not far from him, there was a quasi-saint, this quasi-saint, it was the quasi-saint of the Kezhang people, and when he saw the greedy gaze of the quasi-saint of the Kezhang people shooting at the Qibao Miao Tree, Yin Xiong was furious.

It turned out to be just a small miscellaneous fish in the realm, and suddenly had the terrifying mana of the saint, and the mentality would definitely be different, so he immediately sacrificed the Qibao Miao Tree and smashed it at the Kezhang people, poor Kezhang Zhenjun, completely shocked, if it wasn't for the interview Zhenjun on the side, I was afraid that he would die under the Qibao Miao Tree.

But after dodging this blow and not dodging the next blow, Yin Xiong mastered many uses of the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree after one blow, or it can be said that Yin Xiong has some talent in using these magic weapons and moves, and can be called a genius.

As soon as the blood appeared, the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree stabbed the right hand of the true monarch of the Kezhang people, and it was bright red. But the battle stopped at this moment, and the breath of an extremely strong man suddenly appeared.

"I have to admit that you are so lucky that you can become a saint in one go, or rather, your talent is also excellent, and you have roughly learned to control the mana of the five Hongmeng universes and the Seven Treasure Wonderful Trees so quickly." The voice of the person who spoke was clear, and against the background of blood, it was even more handsome: "But it's useless, many people have taken a fancy to the five Hongmeng universe mana on your body, or the boundless sea of blood, or the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, among these people, there are Duobao, there are Beiyue, Bole, me, Lu Press, Shura, and even Bole, or in other words, the Ying Sheng in the new Seven Quasi-Saint List, or maybe even come to intervene." ”

"I forgot to mention that my name is Murphy."

Kong Xuan has flown away, Yunxiao has also left, and Yang Jian has left, so there is only so much left.

These names, including Ying Sheng, for the original Yin Xiong, are all high and high, for people in the earth realm, to be able to hear these names, it is quite a reflection of identity, Yin Xiong was also in the country's high-level, in the top secret documents, only to see these names.

At first hearing this name, Yin Xiong felt a chill in his heart, knowing that these people were all the top masters in the heavens and the world, but when he thought about it, what is he now, he is a saint's body, a saint's mana, and the quasi-Tidao people have the upper hand with one enemy and nine, even if they are invincible, they will come one by one, or it can be said that they have won.

At that moment, there was a gloomy gaze in his eyes: "You have the courage to say this in front of this saint."

The voice of the saint, but said with a smile: "Speaking of which, you are also a saint, you have the mana of a saint, no divine thoughts, no artistic conception, no moves, no experience, what kind of saint are you, if you don't believe it, you can ask me for a move." ”

"If you don't believe me, take this one." The blood-colored plum blossoms suddenly rose between heaven and earth, and the plum blossoms bloomed all over the ground, extremely beautiful, but Yin Xiong intuitively felt the breath of danger, and Yin Xiong immediately used the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to brush it, releasing the seven-colored holy light, just resisting this move.

But Mo Fei's moves are extremely exquisite, obviously Yin Xiong's mana is five times more than Mo Fei's, but there is no corresponding move, although Mo Fei's mana is not as good as it, he can always restrain him, just with blood plum.

The fight was just a move, and Yin Xiong fell behind, and at this time Yin Xiong knew that his current self was definitely not Mo Fei's opponent, so he turned around and fled immediately, and his speed of escape was extremely fast, and Mo Fei did not chase after him.

In the darkness, I don't know how many pairs of eyes, staring here, Mo Fei put up his hands, lazily walking on the sea of blood, really, this world, completely made too monotonous by the quasi-Daoists, except for the color of blood is blood, there is no other scenery.

Mo Fei did not join forces with Zhuang Wangu and Shura, but did their own thing, this time, there will be quite a lot of people participating in the battle, and if they join forces, it will be too easy to win, and they can't exercise their strength, and no matter which one of the three is, they need to exercise their strength.

If it weren't for all kinds of causes and effects, I am afraid that it is the side of the nine quasi-saints who will be destroyed, and the other four saints, I am afraid that they will not wait long before they will come from the Fenbao Cliff.

They are about to come, so it is not possible to strengthen their strength quickly, one of the purposes of this time is to capture the treasure, but in other words, there is no idea of taking the opportunity of Yin Xiong to exercise their strength, whether it is Zhuang Wangu or Shura, they have this kind of thought, and Mo Fei knows this very well.

At this time, the sick demon real person knelt beside the Duobao Daoist person, the ten real people, all the undead were re-attributed to the Duobao Dao people, Duobao Dao people, is the kind of hero who turns his hand into the clouds and covers the hand rain, and can set off countless storms between his hands, it can also be said that he is the biggest hero in the world today, and the other hero Dark Nebula, who was not inferior to him much, has died, and Bole is still a little short.

Duobao Dao said: "You mean that the prey has escaped from Mo Fei's hands, no, it should be said that Mo Fei let the prey escape." ”

"Yes." The disease is a real man.

"That's it, mosquito man, sick real person." Duobao Daoist shouted, and at that moment, the mosquito Daoist and the sick real person said together: "My subordinates are here." ”

Duobao Daoist put his hand behind him: "You two, go and try this prey, how many catties and taels are there, if it is worth taking a shot from this seat, and then by this seat, there is only one principle, never let the prey live out of the world of gods and demons." ”

"Never let the prey live out of the realm of gods and demons." Bo Le said to his quasi-saint wolf king: "This is the principle, Yin Xiong doesn't know how to control his own mana and that technique and magic weapon at this time, so he will appear a little weaker, in fact, his own potential is quite terrifying, if he really lets him live out of the god and demon realm." ”

"It's not necessarily the next one." Bo Le said: "Therefore, it will be killed, but the front, you will play first, and the emperor will wait here for a while, this hunt will not end too soon, there should still be play." ”

"If you will make a move now, it should be the quasi-saint below." Zhuang Wangu Shu rejuvenated his muscles: "Do you say yes, Zhuang Yu, Zhuang Huo, the two children of the emperor." ”

The big bird descended from the sky and turned into Zhuang Yu, and a figure rushed out of the sea of blood, still Zhuang Huo: "Go and try the prey this time, you two, but it won't take too long for you to play, because this prey, no one will allow them to escape from the god and demon realm, and they won't give him too much time, after all, the potential is still so amazing." ”

"Rather than the amazing potential, or subconsciously, the notion of the invincibility of the saint still exists." Zhuang Wangu said lightly: "You guys, let's go." ”

Seeing Zhuang Wangu's voice, Zhuang Huo and Zhuang Yu turned into a big bird, sank into the sea of blood, and fled away, Zhuang Wangu looked up at the sky, still a piece of blood red, faintly, it seemed that the sound of fighting came into his ears, his fingers were raised, and his five fingers were like eagles: "The hunting operation has begun." ”

Yes, as Zhuang Wangu said, the hunt has begun.

At this point, Zhuang Wangu can only sigh, the same traverser, Yin Xiong is lucky, but also unlucky, fortunately a crossing is a saint, unfortunately, a crossing will be hunted by the strongest in countless universes, a combination of luck and misfortune.

Heaven and earth are not benevolent, all things are dogs, if this level is passed, Yin Xiong may be holy, if not, he will die here, the way of heaven is so cruel.