Under the bloody fist, the phantom of the angry blood tyrant appeared, like a human emperor who was bathed in a monstrous sea of blood and reached the pinnacle.

It is surrounded by an unrivaled overlord.

"This..."

Seeing this, Jun Yi was surprised, he didn't think much about it, and raised his hand to meet the bloody fist.

It's just that between the collision of the two, Jun Yi's bloody fist was unexpectedly vulnerable, and it exploded directly under the baby's fleshy fist, bursting out countless blood-colored fragments.

"Boom!"

With a pang in his heart, Jun Yi's blood was viscous all over his body, and he met it with another punch, and the fist was full of desolation, and all the creatures were silent, and it was a desolate killing fist.

But in the face of this punch, the baby was lightly sided, and dodged it, not only that, but the palm luck was dark and black, and between the condensations, Fu Mingjin came out with a fist, and directly repelled Jun Yi.

At the same time, the phantom of the Angry Blood Tyrant was completely replaced by the Netherworld.

"This, how is it possible?!"

What he saw in front of him made Jun Yi shocked, he was carrying three martial infants, and he could be swapped with each other, but it always took time to prepare, but this baby made a move, and there was no time difference, and it was easy to come.

It's just that he can't help but think about it, at the same time that Sen Leng's black fist fell, the light of holiness and majesty also suddenly made a big splash on the baby's body, and then quickly condensed the giant palm, like a giant peak in the sky, and wanted to suppress Jun Yi directly.

But where will Jun Yi let him succeed? Constantly defusing his shots, almost like looking in a mirror, using the same techniques to attack.

However, no matter how Jun Yi makes a move, it must be slower than the baby's means.

In just a few encounters, he was already a little overwhelmed, and he was even injured by him, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"Huh..."

Jun Yi retreated sideways, drawing a long trail in the air, and stopped with difficulty.

But before he could catch his breath, the baby had already attacked and killed again with a strange face, and the powerful and murderous force was like a tide, almost making Jun Yi unable to retreat.

"Hum..."

At this critical juncture, the golden points of light circulating around trembled slightly, quickly converged, and bursts of rich Buddha breath overflowed, as if there was Sanskrit chanting, and the Buddha appeared.

Just in the face of the Buddha, the baby's face remained unchanged, but the body was completely shrouded in holy white light, and between the palms, only to hear the "crackling" sound, there was a thunder explosion, turning into a thunderous sword pinched in the fleshy little palm.

The thunderous sword, twice the length of a baby's body, majestic and sharp, with a destructive celestial might, slashed mercilessly towards the Buddha.

"Amitabha. ”

In an instant, the Buddha opened his eyes, and the entire mental space became peaceful, and his illusory body was gradually covered with a layer of dazzling golden light, as if it could resist all kinds of attacks, and it was as immobile as a mountain.

"Poof..."

It's just that the thunder sword fell, and there was almost no obstruction, and the Buddha's phantom was split in two, slashed in front of Jun Yi's eyes, and then turned into thousands of golden points of light and dissipated, and there was no Buddha's breath.

This sword, as if it was in the power of heaven, the gods made a move, directly locked Jun Yi, and made it feel that there was no way to avoid it, and there was no way to retreat.

The coldness of death shrouded him, Jun Yi twisted his eyebrows and gritted his teeth, forcibly breaking free from the restraints, but between his sideways, the thunder sword had already fallen, setting off a dazzling crimson red.

The baby was holding the Thunder Long Sword, and did not chase it anymore, but just stood in the air, looking at Jun Yi with a flat face.

"Tick..."

At this moment, the sound of water droplets dripping came from the mental space.

I saw Jun Yi clenching his teeth with a pale face, staring at the baby deadly, but he didn't have time to care about the arm that was cut out by the thunder sword.

"It's too strong to beat. ”

Jun Yi was so distracted that he had only one thought in his heart.

This is clearly Jun Yi's condensation of the martial baby, but it does not have the appearance of an ordinary martial infant at all, not only has consciousness, but even shot at himself, obviously wanting to kill him.

What puzzled Jun Yi the most was that this martial arts infant was clearly formed by the fusion of three martial infants, and the martial arts he possessed should also come from it, and it was Jun Yi's own ability, but he didn't have any impression of this thunder sword.

"Hum..."

But just when Jun Yi was contemplating and pondering, the corner of the baby's mouth hooked, a demonic smile, and the strength of his body rose again, and the right hand holding the Thunder Sword did not change at all, but the left hand was covered with a layer of gloomy blackness.

"It can't !!"

If you say that the previous shots and ruthless suppression, Jun Yi can still understand it, but the scene in front of him completely subverted his cognition.

Since the condensation of the three martial infants, Jun Yi has not thought of using the means of using two martial infants at the same time, but every time he mentions this idea, he is hindered by the fear in his heart, and he cannot mobilize two martial infants at the same time from the suppression of Buddha Baoyu.

But today, in front of him, this martial artist who had just been condensed by him actually realized everything he thought in his heart, and even did better than him.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the baby was wrapped in the holy white mang, as well as the dark and dark tide, lingering with endless killing opportunities, and headed towards Jun Yi.

"This, that's... New Martial Baby?"

Jun Yi looked at the baby in front of him, the surprise in his eyes gradually dissipated, but became more and more profound, and there was still some excitement in his heart.

Instead of retreating, Jun Yi's eyes were full of crimson, lingering fiercely and stepping out, and the two fought together in an instant.

......

Don't be in the sky, the wind and clouds are turbulent.

The disciples of Que Zhong all raised their eyes and looked at the sky above the mountain with excitement on their faces. Bibi eBook

I saw that there was a red flame in the sky, and there were flames covering the heavens and the earth boiling and surging, faintly visible, and there was a huge figure in the flames covering it, and the eyes were full of terrifying Jin Yan, it was the fire demon.

At the same time, the coercion of the late realm of the Martial King spread across the world, overwhelming the crowd, and it was Mo Yiqian who was the first to refine and complete the ice python essence and successfully broke through.

But Mo Yiqian's brows were furrowed, and the expression on his face was ugly, obviously not satisfied with the result of the breakthrough, for him, the late stage of the Martial King was not enough for him to be satisfied, but unfortunately he could no longer continue refining.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the fierce and powerful world, the darkness covered the sky, and it was actually from the hands of Mo Yiqian Yan Demon, forcibly squeezing out a piece of heaven and earth.

What followed was also the heavy pressure of King Wu in the later period.

A blood-clothed figure bathed in darkness and said nothing, which was the calamity that had completed the breakthrough.

"Ding, ding..."

Suddenly, there were bursts of crisp and pleasant piano sounds throughout the sky, sometimes soothing, as if there were talented and beautiful people laughing and talking, sometimes urgent, as if Jin Ge Iron Horse was coming.

"Zheng, Zheng..."

As the sound of the piano came out, there was a rapid sword sound echoing endlessly, wrapped in a light blue light, directly piercing the red fire golden yan and the dark black tide.

Dream Hongchen is dressed in a light blue robe, fluttering in the wind, sitting in the air and caressing the guqin chicly, the sound of the piano is like a dream, the dream is back to the ages, the sword intent is vertical and horizontal, and it has been traced for eternity.

The coercion of the peak realm of the Martial King was exposed.

"Click, click..."

Suddenly, there was ice glass in the air, and at some point, it had been covered with Meng Hongchen's long sword, which made the sword intent disperse, completely converged, and quietly fell back into the body of the piano.

For a while, the aroma of wine overflowed, accompanied by the coercion of the peak realm of the Martial King, rippling between heaven and earth.

I don't know when, the drunken madness was already lying in the air, grabbing the wine gourd with his big hand, spilling the wine from the air, and then swallowing it in his mouth, so unhappy.

Immediately afterwards, the smoke clouds were light and the light mist drifted, making the mountains inexplicably hazy, looming, as if there was nothing, making people not real.

In a trance, there is a bright moon rising from the bottom of the mountain, passing through the smoke and clouds, gradually hanging high in the air, and the soft moonlight sprinkles the heaven and earth, and can't help but give birth to a little loneliness.

Perhaps it is because of the heart, the sadness is unbearable, and the lonely person will always pour out endless melancholy, and even cause a faint rain to pour down, making the mist in the mountains more and more hazy.

Everyone contemplated, only to see that under the cover of clouds, rain and moon mist, there were a few vague graceful postures, fluttering, like flowers in the mirror, fairies in paintings, and moon in the water, which made people unconsciously indulge in it, and even drunk and crazy forgot to drink the wine, and fell full of wine.

It's just that the moonlight is getting colder, and the smoke and rain are getting colder, which inexplicably makes everyone's hearts feel a little cold, as if a cold blade has fallen on the neck, quietly welcoming the moment of horror.

"Sure enough, it's the chosen one. ”

As if awakened by the cold, Mo Yiqian subconsciously touched his neck, and couldn't help sighing: "In just a few years, it has reached the late stage of the Martial King, and the potential is really extraordinary and enviable." ”

Mo Lao praised it. ”

The smoke clouds rise and fall, the mist gradually disperses, accompanied by the crisp and beautiful sound, the bright moon that rises into the sky falls gently, and the sorrowful rain that is sprinkled also dissipates.

With this breakthrough, the figure of the four girls is more ethereal, and the sometimes exposed skin is more white and delicate, and the peerless face of the alluring city is naturally dusty, which makes people look at it and are unforgettable.

Below, the moon condensation smoke is still in a state of refining, but the pressure around the body is rising, and the majestic pale dragon behind it is becoming more and more terrifying.

Not far from it, the Ice River Demon and the Flame Poison Fire Spirit were still completely covered by the icy white light, and there was no movement around them, making it impossible to see the state.

Immediately, everyone's eyes converged and looked at Jun Yi in unison.

"Boom!"

At this time, a terrifying storm swept out of Jun Yi's body, and the powerful overturned it, and it actually pushed all the visions born when everyone broke through and collapsed into nothingness.

It's just that everyone has no time to take care of it, they only care about the situation of the son.

"Childe !!"

But as the storm dissipated, when everyone saw Jun Yi's appearance clearly, their faces suddenly changed greatly, their hearts trembled, and their bodies stepped out sideways with a sharp exclamation.

However, before everyone got close, they were forced to retreat by the strong power that surrounded Jun Yi's body, and they could only watch from afar.

At this moment, Jun Yi was still sitting cross-legged, but his face was pale, and he was bleeding from his seven orifices, and the strong power that overflowed from his body was extremely disordered, making it impossible for people to get close.

......

Jun Yi's mental space is now full of chaos and messy.

Among them, the blood is endless, the ferocity is boiling and roaring, and there is faintly mixed with some violent thunder, with a thick destruction and killing intention, raging and spreading.

"Whew, whew..."

On the lotus platform, Jun Yi sat on the ground, his limbs trembled and weak, he could no longer struggle to stand up, his chest rose and fell violently, he couldn't stop panting heavily, and the blood in front of him had merged into a pool of blood, obviously at the end of the strong crossbow.

On the other hand, Wu Ying was standing in the air with a strange smile, holding the Thunder Sword in his right hand, and his left hand was covered in darkness, his eyes fell directly on Jun Yi, killing Dasheng.

"Boom!"

At this time, Wu Ying's body was strong again, and under Jun Yi's shocked gaze, the angry blood tyrant stepped out, but the white-clothed robe was not stained with blood.

Then, the left side of the same body was pitch black, with a hideous and violent smile, and the right side was holy and flowing, with a majestic smile, and it actually brought together the three martial babies in one person.

"Die!"

Wu Ying roared angrily, holding a thunderous sword and stabbing mercilessly.

At this time, Jun Yi's heart was ethereal, and he completely gave up the struggle, allowing the Thunder Sword to penetrate his whole body.