As soon as he thought of this, Jun Yi adjusted his mood and made his mind ethereal.

Subsequently, a monstrous sea of blood was drawn behind him, condensing endless blood, and used it to draw the angry blood tyrant.

In front of Jun Yi, among the three martial babies who collided and rubbed against each other, the most familiar to him was undoubtedly the angry blood tyrant who had been passed down by blood from generation to generation in the Jun family.

And in terms of fit, it is none other than the angry blood tyrant.

As the sea of blood behind Jun Yi swayed, there were slight ripples, and with it, there was also the call from Jun Yi's heart.

The tide of blood rippled, calling to follow, and slowly approached the three martial infants.

Jun Yi also knew that if he wanted to forcibly pull him, he would definitely not be able to, not to mention the terrible outburst of the three martial infants, even the means of coaxing were not so stupid.

Instead of being tough, it is better to subtly and let it accept it little by little.

Under the powerful storm, Jun Yi's mental space gradually collapsed, and the Buddha Baoyu who suppressed the three martial babies has also been shattered, and there is no way back if you want to retreat early, it is better to settle down, one way to the dark, even if it is at the last moment, there is still a chance.

"Hum..."

Suddenly, the three-color storm trembled slightly, giving birth to a momentary disorder.

Jun Yi's face was suddenly happy, he clearly felt the hope from the angry blood tyrant, he wanted to break free from the collision and return again.

The opportunity will not come again, Jun Yi seized the opportunity and increased the frequency of calling, constantly stimulating the intimacy that stems from the anger and blood tyrant.

Sure enough, the tendencies rose again, and the storm trembled.

The Angry Blood Tyrant seemed to be a little impatient, and he actually wanted to break free in anger, and directly erupted into a terrifying frenzy, collapsing the rolling storm into a huge cavern.

Immediately after, a blood-colored figure sitting cross-legged quickly sideways, approaching the lotus seat where Jun Yi was.

Vaguely, Jun Yi could still feel the joy coming from it.

"Hum..."

In the blink of an eye, the Angry Blood Tyrant arrived at Jun Yi's side, like a child, surrounding Jun Yi on the lotus seat, constantly jumping and turning, as if pouring out the joy in his heart.

"Boom!"

But in the next moment, a powerful frenzy erupted.

Jun Yi subconsciously looked up, only to see the Yin Ghost Infant and the Heavenly Punishment Holy Infant colliding, actually shattering the storm directly, manifesting two black and white rays of light, followed by the angry blood tyrant.

"Hum..."

The angry blood tyrant seemed to be unwilling, and gathered a sea of blood around him, roaring and boiling, directly manifesting a huge fate and stepping on blood, staring at his palms and pushing horizontally, wanting to directly wipe out the two.

But the Yin Ghost Infant and the Heavenly Punishment Holy Child are not easy to mess with, the dark tide and the holy white mangs behind them are condensed together, and the Yin Ghost and the Heavenly Punishment Saint step out together, facing the palm.

The powerful collision of the three made the mental space that was already about to collapse even worse, the cracks became more and more, and even Jun Yi's face became even paler.

"No..."

Jun Yi gritted his teeth and stared at the three martial arts babies in front of him, he couldn't let them fight again, if there were a few more times, I was afraid that everything would really be over.

As soon as he thought of this, Jun Yi no longer hesitated, raised his hands and clasped his palms, and the sea of blood behind him was surging, like a blood-colored tsunami, overturning out, directly enveloping the angry blood tyrant in it.

"Return!"

With a low shout, Jun Yi's face was bruised, and he controlled the sea of blood to capture the angry blood tyrant back, as long as he was in the lotus, he could easily return to his position.

But the sea of blood backtracked, but it was resisted by the angry blood tyrant.

"Boom!"

At the same time, the Yin and Ghost Phases and the Heavenly Punishment Saints shot out in unison, as if they wanted to avenge the palm just now, and the black and white giant palms were like the giant peaks of the sky, ruthlessly pressing down.

The Angry Blood Tyrant was charged by Jun Yi and couldn't fight back, so he was directly pushed back to the lotus platform with both palms.

"Good chance!"

Seeing this, Jun Yi's face was full of joy, and the strong power around his body instantly gushed out, and the lotus platform under him also turned bloody, directly suppressing Wu Ying.

The martial infant was born from the lotus of the martial arts, and the lotus platform left by the lotus of the martial arts has a natural suppression of it, regardless of strength or weakness.

At this moment, the Raging Blood Tyrant returned, and he only had to fuse the Heavenly Punishment Holy Child with the Netherworld Ghost Child.

But it is this step that is the key to the key, which directly determines whether you can successfully break through the peak of the Martial King and break through the barriers in front of you.

"Boom!"

At this time, the holy white mangs were pressed, the dark and black tide overturned, and there was almost no need for Jun Yi to pull him, and the two martial babies came straight towards the lotus platform, as if they were going to fight with the angry blood tyrant and divide the superiority.

"Hum..."

At the moment when the Holy Child of Heavenly Punishment and the Ghost Infant of the Netherworld entered the range of the lotus platform, the lotus seat under Jun Yi's body suddenly trembled, and the dazzling blood color that was soaked in it quickly faded, and then on the left and right sides, holy white rays and dark black tides gushed out respectively, making the lotus platform become a strange three-color.

"Boom!"

Almost at the same time, the three martial infants were shocked in unison, but they began to resist, as if they each had their own pride and did not want to share it with each other.

"Poof!"

But this shock made Jun Yi spit blood, and the lotus platform, which originally restrained the three martial infants, was also a little difficult, and there were signs of rushing out.

Jun Yi's face was ugly, he didn't expect them to be so arrogant.

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Suddenly, when he saw that the three martial babies were about to rush out again, Jun Yi's mental space trembled suddenly, making his struggling behavior stagnate.

I saw that in the originally calm air, countless points of crystal golden light were inexplicably born, and the peaceful and compassionate Buddha's breath appeared, converging from all directions, everywhere.

"Buddha Baoyu!"

Seeing this, Jun Yi's eyes lit up, but he didn't expect that the Buddha's precious jade had not completely dissipated, and he thought it was just in case.

As soon as he thought of this, firmness surged out of his heart again, and a strong coercion enveloped the three martial infants, bringing them closer to one place, trying to fuse them.

But the struggle of the three martial arts babies was too violent, and it was too difficult for Jun Yi to suppress it, so it was directly stalemate, and no one could help anyone.

"Hum..."

At the same time, the golden points of light formed by the Buddha's precious jade gradually became denser, converging towards the lotus platform, and then lingering around the lotus platform and gently circulating.

In a trance, Jun Yi seemed to see a white-eyed Buddha sitting cross-legged, bathed in golden light, with his hands folded and his face peaceful and compassionate.

The next moment, the Buddha disappeared again, but there were monks sitting cross-legged in the sky, closing their eyes and chanting, and bursts of reassuring Sanskrit sounds came out.

Under the Sanskrit sound, the collision of the three martial babies also calmed down, a little less arrogant and arrogant, a little more peaceful, and even the distance between them was much closer.

Jun Yi was overjoyed when he saw this, and looked intently at the three martial arts babies who were getting closer, waiting for the fusion scene.

"Boom!"

It's just that as soon as the three martial babies touched it, they erupted into a terrifying coercion, which directly shook Jun Yi to the point of spitting blood, his eyes turned white, his consciousness was chaotic, and he was almost about to faint to death.

Fortunately, with his strong willpower, he persevered.

At this moment, the crack in Jun Yi's mental space also became larger again with the roar, and the crack appeared, and the place where it was as dense as a spider's web was even showing signs of collapse, and it was difficult to maintain.

At this point, Jun Yi had no way to retreat and had the luck to come back, the calm on his face disappeared, and was replaced by a touch of fierce anger.

"Melt!"

At the same time, Jun Yi's mouth burst into a roar, like a thunderous roar, which actually made the three martial babies directly melt together.

Such a scene made Jun Yi, who was fierce and angry, stunned, and couldn't help but daze his eyes, as if he didn't expect it to be so simple.

An inexplicable thought also arose and poured into Jun Yi's mind, could it be that it was too good for them?

But Jun Yi knew that now was not the time to think about these at all, and letting the three martial babies fuse was only the first step, and the next step was to let them condense into new martial infants.

When I looked at it, I saw crimson, black, and holy, and the three different colors were mixed together, converging into a light cluster the size of an adult skull.

On the light cluster, the three different colors are sometimes scattered and sometimes converged, and the breath that overflows from the light cluster also changes with the change of color.

Jun Yi didn't dare to be careless, he knew in his heart that the more critical the time, the more cautious he been.

With the flow of the light cluster, the three colors continued to merge, and the coercion overflowing from the light cluster was gradually becoming calmer, and the lotus platform under Jun Yi also began to echo, and even Jun Yi could already feel a strong sense of intimacy from it.

A full two hours passed, and the three colors on the light cluster were completely fused together, and they were not circulating, but they were just quietly floating not far in front of Jun Yi.

"It's... Succeeded?"

Jun Yi looked at the light cluster in front of him, his eyes were full of surprise, he felt a little unbelievable in his heart, he felt a little too relaxed, and such a terrifying existence of three martial arts infants, how could it be so ordinary?

Immediately, Jun Yi's eyes froze, and he shook his head slightly to deny the idea in his heart, the process of fusing Wu Ying is simple, and perhaps the real difficulty is when Wu Ying steps out.

And the road is simple, and the martial arts baby in the inner must be extraordinary.

"Hum..."

While Jun Yi was pondering, he saw the light in front of him tremble slightly, as if it was about to be shattered, and some vague shadows appeared inside.

Not daring to be careless, Jun Yi was engrossed, staring at the trembling light in front of him, ready to deal with any changes that might arise.

"Click, click..."

I saw that the cracks outside the light cluster were gradually growing, and almost in the blink of an eye, it had densely covered the surface of the light cluster.

"Bang!"

His eyes condensed, Jun Yi frowned and looked directly, but when he saw the shadow in the light cluster approaching, he actually reached out a fleshy little hand, constantly opening and closing, as if he wanted to grasp something, it was cute.

Then, under his astonished gaze, he saw his fleshy little arm slash to the side, and easily shattered the light ball completely, revealing the true face inside.

Staring at it, I saw the shadow in the light cluster, and it was a small baby, its fleshy little face was full of red puff puff pink, and its big watery eyes looked around curiously, full of innocence and immaculateness.

"This, this is Wu Ying?"

Looking at the innocent baby in front of him, Jun Yi's eyes widened, and his heart was at a loss, no matter what, he couldn't associate it with Wu Ying.

As we all know, martial babies are dead things, and there has never been a living baby, but what you see in front of you has completely subverted Jun Yi's cognition, and even feels that it is more incredible than condensing into three martial infants.

Jun Yi opened his mouth, wanting to call him but didn't know what to call him, so he had to call softly: "Little... Come, come here, little one. ”

As if attracted by Jun Yi's voice, the baby turned his head sideways and looked at it curiously.

It's just that before Jun Yi pulled out a smiling face, he saw a weird smile on the baby's fleshy face, which suddenly made his heart chuckle, and he felt a little bad.

The next moment, the baby went straight to where Jun Yi was, staggered out, and even raised his fleshy little fist towards him.

In an instant, Jun Yi's pupils suddenly condensed, and his heart was full of death.

I saw that the baby crossed the space with a step, and behind the raised small fist, a huge blood fist converged out, and it overturned with endless killing intent and a sea of blood, and it was the angry blood tyrant.