"Nine rounds of blood days are useless...... Well, what about ten rounds!"

It was like a whisper, and it slowly came out of Wu Yangyu's mouth.

The voice was slight, but it reverberated throughout the world like thunder, and the faces of the powerhouses present also twitched fiercely, even the faces of the top ten powerhouses began to become dignified and abnormal.

"Ten Rounds of Blood Day...... How is that possible?"

Yi Tianming, who was sitting on the ancient chariot, shouted in a deep voice.

Among them, his eyes flickered, his divine light flickered, and above the sky, the boiling energy seemed to be nothing, and it seemed that it did not cover his vision at all.

"Legend has it that the top level of the Bloody Dynasty's Zhenguo Peerless [Blood Yang Burning Heaven Technique] is not the evolution of the nine rounds of blood days, but the ten rounds, but this is just a legend...... It's even used as a laughing stock!"

A man with a bronze stick also spoke.

Jun Baiyi, surrounded by the ancient sword, was silent, but there was an increasingly strange light flashing in those eyes, and he was looking at where Wu Yang Yu was.

"Ten Rounds of Blood Day...... It's kind of interesting. ”

Chu Yu Fairy Dai's eyebrows were slightly raised, revealing a faint smile.

At the same time.

Mo Peng, who was high in the sky, laughed loudly:

"Ten Rounds of Blood Day...... Hahaha, Demon Master, you are already Jiang Lang's talent, who are you bluffing, give me death!"

"Wow!"

Between the words, he and the golden-winged Dapeng martial soul behind him were one with each other, and between the whole body, the golden divine light was clearly invented and brightened, and in the process of spreading his wings and moving, between his gestures, he was showing an unpredictable divine might.

"Drink!"

Seeing that Mo Peng was about to kill, Wu Yangyu's mouth was full of howls, his arms were spread, as if he was embracing the sky, and behind his body, the boundless sea of blood exuded a vigorous bloody aura, full of more than once.

The nine rounds of blood and sun enveloped the withering and decaying momentum, forming a round wheel-like form, and rushed towards the sharp light that Mo Peng shot out.

At the same time, his hands were frantically intertwined, and the supreme blood and qi struck away from this body, and the entire round wheel seemed to be transforming, constantly spinning.

"Boom!"

An instant.

Dazzling blood light, shining on the earth.

It's like substance spreads to the limit.

The breath of extreme sublimation lingered in it, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, in the center of the disc formed by the nine rounds of blood sun, a new round of blood sun suddenly bloomed.

Round 10!

"Wow!"

Before everyone could react, a sharp long roar, as if a divine beast had awakened, quickly spread from it.

In the blood light that filled the ten rounds of the great sun, a huge phantom slammed out, and the other party spread its wings and moved, and the fierce and scorching breath seemed to burn the nine heavens, completely enveloping the boundless space in it.

"That's?!"

Such a scene can't help but make everyone gasp.

A pair of eyes looked at this scene in disbelief, and even the body began to tremble.

It wasn't just shock, it was because the aura that permeated the void was like materialization, suppressing their bodies, making them almost impossible to resist.

"Boom!"

Eventually, the giant phantom evolved into a physical entity.

Between the wings, the true form begins to be fully revealed.

The other party's three-legged presentation, looming twelve toes, wings open, all of them are the color of blood light, the wings move, there are large sunlight patterns condensed in it, and the imprint of mountains and rivers appears on the chest, as if wearing the sun, moon and stars.

As soon as he appeared, he was wrapped in endless scorching power, and frantically killed Mo Peng who came in front of him.

"Three-legged golden crow...... This is clearly the form of a three-legged golden crow, so the [Blood Sun Burning Heaven Technique] can finally evolve into a three-legged golden crow? With the power of ten rounds of blood sun, it has evolved to such an extent?!"

Bursts of exclamations kept coming.

It's just that the bird's whole body is full of blood, and it is not so much called a three-legged golden crow, but a three-legged blood crow.

The three-legged blood black, stepping on the move, in the sharp sound, the huge wings opened, covering the sky and the sun, facing the golden-winged Dapeng that was killing in front of him, and he rushed away wantonly.

Two huge bird phantoms collided in an instant.

The golden-winged roc is as sharp as a sword. Three-legged blood black, flowing like fire!

The golden blood light seemed to envelop the entire world, shattering the space and collapsing continuously......

"It's impossible! The martial arts sect of the first generation of the heavens is also trying to defeat me in vain, today, I will let your blood stain the sky!"

Facing Wu Yangyu's three-legged blood crow, Mo Peng became more and more angry at this moment, and with a roar, he controlled the golden-winged Dapeng and once again played a supreme edge.

In an instant, the powerful power diffused, directly shattering an ancient mountain, and the huge golden-winged Dapeng martial soul became stronger and stronger, and the raging golden light almost burned as if it was poured by infinite flowing gold.

Obviously, being attacked by Wu Yangyu again and again, the other party's heart has been furious to the extreme!

"Humph!"

Wu Yangyu snorted coldly, running the real dragon strength, his body was like a dragon, and his body was already exuding a dark golden dragon pattern, and the rich dragon power began to bloom.

In the continuous exchange between the two, at this moment, Wu Yangyu seized the opportunity, waved his big hand, and the three-legged blood Wulian Company roared, and everywhere he went, the golden light in the sky was torn apart to the fullest, and he resisted the attack of the golden-winged Dapeng.

The scorching power flowed endlessly, and with the lapping of the sea of blood, in space, all formed a posture that was almost trembling.

The figure was like lightning, [Yao Yue Flash] was even more urgent, Wu Yangyu's whole person shuttled, relying on the three-legged blood crow, he leaned over directly, and with one hand breaking the sky, he ran a punch, and from a distance of hundreds of meters, he hit Mo Peng from afar.

This punch is like chasing stars and chasing the moon, and the speed is as fast as thunder.

Among them, the light of ice and thunder bloomed on it, like a fist shadow star, and the terrifying figure was like a dark golden little giant, walking in the endless sea of blood, and what was even more strange was that the aura displayed by Wu Yangyu gave people a sense of depression that intertwined fast and slow.

It is the [fast and slow artistic conception] of that extreme state.

"Peng!"

Mo Peng, who was originally shocked by Wu Yangyu's three-legged blood crow, could have imagined that Wu Yangyu would be so difficult, and was suddenly hit by the terrifying fist, and in his body, the body protection Zhenyuan was in a rapid explosion, and his figure flew upside down in embarrassment.

"It's over......"

Although it was just a punch, the faces of Fairy Chu Yu and the others showed a look of understanding.

Now Mo Peng has lost his heart, and between battles, there is no longer the indifference of the past, such a state of mind, in the battle, is a taboo, and defeat is only a matter of time.

On the other hand, Wu Yangyu, at this time, between the big opening and closing, his body was like a dragon, leaning over again, swinging his fists, and with each punch, the space driven by it shattered, and the shackles collapsed.

With such a mighty appearance, it is clear that the more you fight, the more courageous you become.

"Ah......hh I'm going to let you die!"

Being beaten away in front of so many people, Mo Peng's whole person was going crazy.

He is one of the ten mighties, what glory and dignity.

However, everything at this moment was completely trampled on by Wu Yangyu, how could he withstand it, behind him, the lit 'Dao Source Candle Flame' was almost like burning wildly, and a trace of blood and qi was even more crystal and supreme divine power, permeating this body.

In the vast battle intent, the golden-winged Dapeng martial soul above the void has grown to the extreme, and the three-legged blood crow that has been beaten is regressing again and again.

"Humph!"

Wu Yangyu snorted coldly, with the three-legged blood crow's resistance, in a short period of time, the opponent's martial soul had no effect, at this time, he had to hurry up and make a move.

Thinking of this, Wu Yangyu's speed obviously improved again.

In the body, two spirit seeds bloomed directly.

Under the complete awakening, Wu Yangyu was like a god, his fighting spirit was flying, his long hair danced wildly, and he hit a dark golden big hand, and Mo Peng had already been beaten out again.

In this slap, there is the power of the spirit seed, and it has the amplification effect of its own dragon scale hegemony body, so to speak, not to mention the human body, even if it is a big mountain, it will be broken into pieces.

"Poof......

Between the blood gushing, Mo Peng's momentum began to weaken continuously, even if it was not as good as the martial arts of the top ten powerhouses, he could easily see that Mo Peng in front of him was lost.

"Suppression!"

One foot in the foot.

Suddenly, the sea of blood surged, like the power of cutting the sky, all of them split and fell, and the huge footshadows, evolved like divine pillars, containing endless power, and everywhere they went, layer by layer of shackles, they couldn't help but make bursts of cracking sounds.

"Delusional!"

Although Wu Yangyu has already gained the upper hand, as a martial sect-level fourfold heaven powerhouse, Mo Peng is not without the power of a battle, the golden-winged Dapeng martial soul, in a sharp roar, bluntly broke through the three-legged blood crow's attack, and quickly appeared in front of him.

Obviously, the other party intends to rely on the power of the martial soul to protect himself!

"It's a pity!"

Wu Yangyu muttered to himself.

With his strength, if his kick really hit, although he could shake away the attack of the golden-winged Dapeng, it also gave Mo Peng a chance to fight back.

"It seems that if you want to suppress this person, you have to use some other means. ”

"Boom!"

The mind fluttered.

Wu Yangyu's hands quickly sealed, and a huge thunder arc flickered, and the crystal light pierced the sky.

Faintly, an eternal breath quickly fell from the sky, and the sound of the dragon chanting was clearly permeating.

"Bell...... Buzz ......"

Right now.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth shook.

A melodious and far-reaching bell rang as if it came from the sky, slowly spreading.

At the moment when this voice appeared, the martial cultivators in the entire Shura Land all felt their bodies shake, and then, an unspeakable terrifying aura quietly surged into the entire space......