Chapter 372: Flowers in the Mirror, Withered, Moon in the Water!
Who is it that actually refines the supreme true demon, just to take away the Futu Fearless and receive everything from him?
The dustless monk trembled in his heart. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The future is rolling in that direction, and anyone who intends to change the future is a mantis arm blocking the car, and he can't do anything about it.
Just like him, just like Futu fearless.
The dustless monk looked pained and closed his eyes.
......
Above the heavenly dome, Futu Fearless was struggling in the cold pool.
The heavenly dome that was transformed by the prison of Nian Prison roared with the ingestion of that black light, and the ruthless majesty gradually evolved out.
A huge face, transformed by the Netherworld Prison, is now in Pingyang.
A huge hand, stretched out from the black sky, reached into the cold pool.
When it was withdrawn, a black figure stood in the palm of its hand, bursting with qi, and it was strange and gloomy.
The breath of the underworld condensed the black robe, the young man's long hair was scattered, and the face was as white as snow, and the face like snow was full of mysterious and demonic runes.
In the depths of those bloody eyes, wisps of black light appeared, black light was dirty, with a touch of the vicissitudes of time.
On the giant palm, the young man's body trembled, and his expression struggled, but the black light at the bottom of his eyes became denser and denser, and the runes on his face became deeper and deeper.
The suppressed Heavenly Demons began to fight back and began to take away!
"Boom!"
The giant face dispersed, and Futu stood fearlessly in the palm of his big hand, and in the depths of his bloody eyes, black runes were dense.
The balance of yin and yang is broken.
Futu's dreadnought qi became more and more cold, and his life essence was dim.
Everything about him will be taken over by the heavenly demons, and he will cultivate himself as a whole, and he will also make wedding clothes for others.
ground, under the eaves.
Nian Shi walked out of the ninth day of the first month, stepped into the air, and came to the top of the cold pool in front of everyone's eyes, and appeared in front of Futu Fearless.
His hand, against the boy's forehead, pressed down.
Rise!
There is a dragon chanting that shakes the sky.
An ice dragon rushed out of the cold pool and killed the ninth day of the Nian clan.
The young man's eyes froze, he waved his sleeves, and the dragon shattered and fell into the pool.
This is a cold Tan shot.
The black sword broke through the air, Han Tan took a step, and in an instant, he came to the front of Nian's first nine body, and the long sword slashed down.
Airplanes!
The long sword trembled, and a wisp of imperial power burst out, making the young man stand still for a moment.
Phew!
The black sword slashed through the spirit robe and cut off the left arm of Nian Chujiu, and blood spurted out, staining the pool of water red.
Nian Chujiu's expression was hideous, he turned around, and the Netherworld Heavenly Dome was used by him, like an inky black sky, and a huge hand suddenly slapped it.
It's too fast.
Han Tan didn't have time to avoid it, and he was attacked.
Burst!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he smashed into the pool, causing waves.
Those splashes did not fall, but rushed upwards towards the giant hand.
Syllable!
The two encountered, with a crisp loud sound, the cold water was annihilated, and the giant hand dissolved.
At this time, Hantan trembled and split into two.
In the depths of the pool, Han Tan's figure appeared, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding.
In his hand, the black sword trembled, and the wisp of imperial power became more and more magnificent.
This makes young people dare not take it lightly, and they need to pay full attention, otherwise they will inevitably suffer a heavy blow.
This Dao body is only a mountain-swallowing cultivator, and it also has to be distracted to suppress Futu Fearless, and it is not Han Tan's opponent at all.
But the young man's eyes were deep, and there was no anxiety, which showed that even if the situation was so unfavorable to him, it was not out of his control.
Roar!
A roar rang out.
The fearless eyes of the Futu in the palm of the big hand opened and closed, the black light in the eyes no longer increased, and the Futu on the top of the head began to tremble, and the light burst out.
The young man's right hand, as if holding the void, drew a smug of scorched blood sword.
Nian Chujiu turned around, his complexion suddenly changed greatly, and his body quickly retreated, rushing towards the black sky.
Whoop!
The space exploded, and the space around the blood sword shattered, and as the blood sword manifested little by little, Futu Fearless's naked upper body also appeared with thin and dense wounds, dripping with blood.
His physical body simply can't withstand the three bloodline supernatural powers at the same time!
But now, he had no choice.
Groan!
The sword master shook, and the sword roared into the sky.
Futu Dreadnought sword slashed backwards, and with a snort, Nian Chujiu, who had not retreated far away, broke his other arm!
Nian Chujiu didn't stop, and the broken arm exploded the moment he left his body, and his speed increased dramatically in an instant.
In an instant, he stepped into the Netherworld Hell.
He didn't expect that Futu Fearless would be so ruthless, even if he died together, he didn't want to fulfill him.
"How dare he?! This is my physical body, and he will destroy my physical body by doing this!"
Nian Chujiu roared, and when he stepped into the Netherworld, a wisp of black light swept quickly and rushed into his body.
Suddenly, the evil qi between heaven and earth no longer surged, and Nian Chujiu's two arms grew back in the blink of an eye.
Nian Chujiu's eyes were cold, and he had planned for a thousand years, but he fell short.
"Evil obstacles, I don't know whether I live or die!"
He looked down, Futu's fearless prison was used by him, looking at the topless figure, he burst out with murder.
At this moment, he has two consciousnesses, the body of the Heavenly Demon, and he is still in the body of Futu Fearless, at this moment, he is another Futu Fearless!
Prison repression.
The sky has fallen, the space is full of cracks, and the Supreme True Demon, even if it is a broken consciousness, is so powerful.
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in the main hall.
When the demon core entered the body of Nian Chu Jiu, the qi that imprisoned the monk dissipated.
Tianlong took eight steps, the mantra of Buddhism spat lightly, and the dustless monk broke out of the hall and flew towards the sky.
......
Fu Tu's fearless eyes opened and closed, and the pupils of black and blood burst out with a cold light.
"Nian Cang!"
The murderous machine was pervasive, the thousand-year-old blood grudge rose up monstrously, the black hair dancing wildly gradually turned into blood, and the naked upper body, blood flew up, casting a bloody clothes.
This is a thousand years of hatred, this is a thousand years of resentment, and everything is caused by the thought of the sky.
Even though the memory of that year was blurred, when he appeared in front of Futu Fearless, a blood resentment broke out.
Fu Tu fearlessly roared, like a mad demon, he stepped into the sky.
Even if the sky falls, he will cut down the sky.
To read the prison is to read the sky, that is, to read the heavens.
When the prison is suppressed, the sky falls.
Groan!
The sword master was shocked, and a brilliant sword was incomparable, facing the sky, and he was going to kill the sky.
Rumble!
The collapsed heavenly dome was slashed by a sword, but it still collapsed, and its power was immense, without the slightest weakening.
The young man's sword can't hurt this heavenly firmament.
Because the true demon's Nian Cang is already on the top of the eightfold mountain!
has reached the pinnacle of the supreme and dominates the world.
And the fearless sword master of Futu, the fearless Futu Tian, are only the top of the six-fold mountain, although this is a realm that ordinary nine shades have not reached, but compared with the eight-fold mountain, it is like a moat.
Heaven and earth Xuanhuang!
Heaven, Emperor, Xuan, Huang!
The seven-fold mountain is already the emperor, and the six-fold mountain is just Xuan!
How can the supernatural power at the peak of the Xuan Rank compete with the Emperor Rank?
But Futu did not flinch, there was no fear, he had Futu Heaven above his head, and he held the sword master in his hand, he wanted to compete with the sky, he wanted to kill the sky!
"Don't be, retreat!"
"Master—"
"Celestial wolf—"
"Prince—"
"Xiaoyi—"
"Little sister—"
There is a figure flying in the sky, thousands of miles away, two people and a dog galloping, a hundred miles in an instant.
It only takes a few tens of breaths to reach the battlefield.
But it's still late, it's late.
Phew!
He turned a deaf ear to the cries because he had forgotten himself.
His sword pierced through her body.
Her blood, splattered into his eyes, fell on his face, and his bloody clothes grew redder and redder.
The sky fell.
With his sword, he stabbed into the sky and pierced through her body.
She used her body to withstand the sky.
Between heaven and him, it was her.
The sky has fallen, the cold pool is broken, like a flower in the mirror, and the moon in the water.
The flowers in the mirror are beginning to wither.
The moon in the water, slowly fading.