The black thunder arrow tore through the air, like a thunderbolt outside the sky that pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, instantly locking the breath of Feng Yang's body, coupled with being in Zhao Ningxiang's natal battle spirit, making it impossible to escape from the heavens and the earth.

Feng Yang also knew that Zhao Shenbi wanted to use himself as a whetstone, and he was furious in his heart.

He has been cultivating for more than 20 years, and he has always regarded others as stepping stones, stepping on the corpses to go up, so that he has today's realm and status, and he has become one of the seven quasi-Daoists of the Blood Luo Sect, and is expected to compete for the position of the real Dao Sect.

Tonight, however, the tide has turned!

"If you want to borrow me to sharpen your knife to help you break through the realm, aren't you afraid of ending up dead without a corpse!" Feng Yang shouted angrily, a touch of brutal killing intent appeared in his expression, his hands slapped suddenly, and the blood and spiritual power all over his body poured out regardless of the cost, converging into a pair of blood-colored hands with green muscles, and suddenly grabbed Zhao Shenbi.

"Blood Dao, Blood Demon Grip!"

Before he could hold it, Zhao Shenbi felt a surge of pressure pouring down, and the air around him became as hard as steel, making him unable to move.

He just wanted to use his instinct to urge the strength of his body to break free from this terrifying pressure, but after a while, he resisted this impulse.

A Qingyue bell jingled.

It was Zhao Shenbi who quietly urged the high-grade spiritual weapon obtained from the Xuanwu Pagoda called the "Qingling Bell".

The bloody hand couldn't help but fall with a pause, and under the fluctuation of the sound visible to the naked eye, it showed a slight tendency to disintegrate.

However, the spiritual power of Zhao Shenbi's Qi Mansion was flowing rapidly like a water outlet, if it weren't for the strong and long Purple Gold Qi Mansion, I am afraid that if it was so strongly urging a high-grade spiritual weapon, it would have been sucked into a human dry.

Taking advantage of this big hand, Zhao Shenbi felt that his body was loosened, and he immediately sacrificed a body protection aura, and performed the technique of light body, and his body retreated violently.

And the black thunder arrow came in an instant, smashing down on the blood-colored barrier condensed by Feng Yang's hand.

The thunder arrow shattered, but it did not explode directly, but turned into wisps of gray-black electric light, while it was still a little proud, it penetrated through the blood-colored barrier, and penetrated into Feng Yang's body pervasively, making his body feel a sharp stinging pain, like an ant gnawing, and the spiritual power and flesh were a little withered.

"What kind of thunder and lightning is this!" Feng Yang hurriedly mobilized the spiritual power of his whole body, turning into blood and qi to frantically suppress this strange thunderbolt.

At the same time, Zhao Shenbi was also a little precarious under the tireless fierce attack of the blood-faced giant beast.

If it weren't for the silver flower basket spirit weapon that was also obtained from the Xuanwu Pagoda, which kept pouring out bursts of mist that disturbed and confused, I am afraid that Zhao Shenbi would have been completely caught by the blood-faced beast.

Rao is like this, his hair is also scattered at the moment, and he is dodging left and right with sweat, and he has no time to pinch the trick to cast spells, so he can only continue to consume spiritual power, condensing into Dao ashes and thunder arrows to bombard the blood-faced beast.

In such a situation, it seems that it is only a matter of time before it is completely defeated, and Feng Yang has suppressed the ashes and thunder at the moment, and the situation is even more precarious.

However, Zhao Shenbi still did not use the power of his body, and his eyes showed an unwavering look, so that Zhao Ningxiang, who had repeatedly seen that the situation was not good, and wanted to help, did not do anything.

Although the blood-faced giant beast was not highly intelligent, it was ferocious and tyrannical, and when it saw that it had not been able to tear Zhao Shenbi to pieces for a long time, it also began to become berserk.

It suddenly opened the pair of blood-colored wings behind it, and blood erupted all over its body, rushing down towards Zhao Shenbi from high in the sky.

It's fast, and there's no way to avoid it.

"Ash Thunder Law, Thunderstorm!" Zhao Shenbi's face turned pale, and he forcibly mobilized the small amount of spiritual power in the Qi Mansion, turning into a dense pitch-black thunder net, constantly exploding and bursting in the air, covering the huge body of the blood-faced giant beast at this critical moment.

As soon as it made contact, a crackling electric shock and burning sound erupted, accompanied by a strong withering power, causing the blood-faced beast to immediately stop its body and wail in pain.

However, Zhao Shenbi did not dare to relax in any way, but held his breath and concentrated, as if facing a great enemy.

At a distance of one zhang, a huge axe made of condensed blood and qi slashed at the waist, and the speed was extremely fast.

A strong life-and-death crisis shrouded Zhao Shenbi's heart, if he didn't mobilize the power of his body, I am afraid he would be beheaded here.

Life and death are only in the blink of an eye!

On the handsome and elegant young man's face, a touch of madness appeared.

Zhao Shenbi did not dodge or dodge, but instead urged the only remaining spiritual power, turned into a ball of thunder light, held it in his hand, and slammed it towards the giant axe.

In an instant, Zhao Shenbi suddenly smelled a strong smell of death, and every cell in his body trembled with fear.

There is a great terror between life and death, and everyone cannot resist it being born from the heart.

A huge pressure poured in, causing the solid-state spiritual power that could no longer go further within its qi mansion to condense again without the help of the Crystal Transformation Pill.

Thunderstorm falls!

It was actually high in the sky, and a huge thunderbolt as thick as a pillar smashed down, penetrating Zhao Ningxiang's natal battle spirit space, and smashed straight on top of Zhao Shenbi's head.

The blood-colored giant axe disintegrates in an instant.

Zhao Ningxiang spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked at the eyes in the thunder pillar, full of shock and worry.

Feng Yang's eyelids jumped wildly, because under the heavenly thunder that even the spiritual cultivators were afraid to avoid, Zhao Shenbi was unscathed, and even closed his eyes and sighed, with a look of satisfaction and intoxication.

Within the Purple Gold Qi Mansion, the majestic power of thunder continued to pour into it, and under the weight of the mysterious golden qi that was as heavy as a thousand pounds, it continued to condense and contract, and frantically injected into the rising Dao platform.

And Zhao Shenbi's whole body burst out with a shocking suction, inhaling the water attribute aura that belonged to her own in Zhao Ningxiang's natal battle spirit, as well as the rich essence of water, and injected it into the platform.

The thunder and water blended, and it was frantically condensed in an instant, and this spiritual power was extremely pure, which could be said to be a huge help to its condensation platform.

High in the sky, Zhao Ningxiang's face was flushed, she was drenched in sweat, and her physical and spiritual power flowed wildly, but she didn't have any intention of stopping it, and even let Zhao Shenbi absorb her own origin water spiritual power.

Under the blending, the violent thunder aura in Zhao Shenbi's mansion fed back into Zhao Ningxiang's natal lake, making Zhao Ningxiang's natal war spirit give birth to a tiny thunder seed, rooted in the depths of the lake.

Zhao Ningxiang's pretty face was crimson, her delicate body trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a seductive moan, and muttered in her mouth: "Really, although there is no physical contact, this is simply different from double cultivation......

At this moment, Zhao Shenbi suddenly shouted, and the tenacious and condensed strange ash thunder platform in the Qi Mansion instantly condensed and formed!

A burst of violent thunder and lightning power scattered and surged like a thunderstorm, causing Zhao Shenbi's clothes to explode all over his body, revealing his slender body with full muscles and clear lines underneath.

His long hair hunted and flew in the thunder of the riot, revealing a kind of bullying air that he was willing to give up, but his face was delicate and elegant, with a bit of youthful innocence, exuding a strange charm.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a burst of essence light burst out, and all the electric light in his body converged in his body, condensing on the ash thunder platform that was pitch black, solid and abnormal, purple and gold lines entangled, and extremely majestic spiritual power.

An even more terrifying aura suddenly rose, it was an endless aura of spiritual power that only belonged to the monks of the Far Wandering Realm!

A layer of thunder light emerged from the surface of his body, turning into an elegant and free gray robe, enveloping Zhao Shenbi's slender and powerful body.

He stepped out slowly, smiling, looking at Feng Yang, who was trembling all over, and said lightly, "Now, it's my turn." ”

"You...... You...... Who the hell are you!" Feng Yang was under the pressure of this breath, his mind was about to collapse, and he said in a trembling voice.

Although Zhao Shenbi is only in the realm of the early stage of the Far Journey Realm, the momentum revealed is even more terrifying than that of Fengyang in the late stage of the Far Travel Realm.

Zhao Shenbi gently stretched his body and said with a smile, "Since your death is coming, let you die clearly." My name is Zhao Shenbi, and I am the son of the Donglin Sect!"

A heavenly thunder exploded in Feng Yang's heart.

He trembled in disbelief, and unprecedented fear filled his pupils, and tears immediately welled up, and he instantly fell to his knees on the ground, wailing in pain.

"Brother Zhao...... No, Brother Zhao, please let the little brother go, the little brother will never forget your grace of not killing. Feng Yang clasped his hands together and kept begging for mercy.

It's no wonder that Feng Yang is so unbearable at the moment, it's really that Zhao Shenbi's current reputation is too big, so people can't have any heart to resist.

He was even more remorseful in his heart, if he had known that the person in front of him was Zhao Shenbi, he would not have dared to provoke so much at all, and he would not even have come to this underwater Dragon Palace in the first place.

What made him feel desperate was that Zhao Shenbi put away his joking look, his face was extremely solemn, and he shook his head and said, "When the dead die." ”

His voice was not loud, but every word sounded like thunder.

"There are three kinds of people I hate the most in my life. ”

"First, it is a person who is treacherous, betrays his relatives and friends, and betrays his sect. ”

"Second, there are those immortals and gods who are dignified and high. ”

"Third, it's a blood path demon cultivator like you who brutalizes innocents, is ruthless, and everyone gets to punish them!"

As soon as the words came out, Feng Yang was in despair, and suddenly gave birth to a jade burning heart, roared wildly, and the skin on his body continued to collapse and disintegrate, transforming into a hideous blood demon, and rushed towards Zhao Shenbi.

However, Zhao Shenbi's expression was pale, and the thunder and starlight on his arm surged, setting off a chilling fluctuation.

A miniature star continued to shatter and condense, and finally slowly took shape.

A punch is delivered.

The fierce blood demon that Feng Yang did not hesitate to sacrifice his own flesh and soul to incarnate was actually under this punch, like the night being dispelled by the rising sun, and in an instant, it disappeared cleanly, like nothing.

Not even a trace of existence remained.

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