The earth-shattering roar resounded throughout the hall, and the blood in the blood pool rose to the sky again, sweeping the entire palace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Master in mid-air exuded a terrifying blood-red halo, like a blood-red cloud. It roared irritably, and was knocked away by a small character like Xin Qijie, which can be said to be a shame to the extreme for a strong person like it.

A blood-red halo radiated from its body, sweeping through the space within a radius of ten feet, and the space distorted into a twisted shape. I only heard the voice that came from nowhere roaring, "Demon Blood Heavenly Groan." ”

The sound of explosion and thunder resounded, like a thunderbolt in the main hall of the nine heavens, rumbling and spreading, shaking people's ears numb.

An invisible wave surged open, and when this wave surged and opened, the space distorted into a twisted flower, and extended wildly towards the Xin Qi Festival.

The roaring sound that resounded in the heavens and the earth sounded in Xin Qijie's mind like thunder, shaking his brain for a while.

At this time, the surface of his skin was surrounded by blood-red airflow, the blood-red airflow on his face surged, and wisps of donated blood flowed from the corners of his lips.

The Demon Blood Heavenly Groan of the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Lord was about to burst open his mind, and the majestic vitality around him surged, and it lasted for about a cup of tea before he could resist the Demon Blood Heavenly Groan.

The cold murderous aura spread from Xin Qijie's body, his eyes were as cold as Xuan Bing, and he snorted coldly: "If you have any other skills, just use it." ”

Xue Qingyang and the others saw that Xin Qijie's head was covered in cold sweat, but they didn't know that he had just experienced life and death! If he couldn't resist the Demon Blood Heavenly Groan, then his body would burst into blood foam on the spot.

"I didn't expect this bastard to be able to resist even this. "The Great Elder of the Soul Tomb Soul Thousand Anger used to see their tomb master use the Demon Blood Heavenly Groan, easily shaking the two small Creation Realm peaks to death, and shocking them into blood foam!

The eyes of the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Lord's throat flashed with a strange light, staring at Xin Qijie deadly, he had never seen the late stage of the Small Creation Realm, and he could challenge the powerhouse of the Great Creation Realm! I have to say that there are so many means of this Xin Qi Festival, if it weren't for the decay of his body, although he had already cultivated and healed, his speed was several times slower than before, otherwise how could Xin Qijie be his opponent.

The blood-red ferocious aura frantically converged above its head, like a blood-red cloud, condensing into a blood-red giant bear the size of ten zhang.

The blood-red giant bear exuded a monstrous ferocity, as dignified as the Nine Heavens Mountain, and let out a thunderous roar, and when it saw the pungent spirit that was as small as an ant, it smashed its fist hard.

When the fist smashed down, the space shattered and opened, and the blood-red cyclone rolled between the fists, and the ground could not withstand the terrifying fist wind, and directly dented.

Looking at the blood-red palm that fell down, Xin Qijie's body flashed with brilliance, and the dragon and snake around him flew, and suddenly disappeared in place, and the palm of his hand hit the ground, and the ground burst into powder on the spot.

"Such a big stupid bear can't hit me. Xin Qijie came behind the blood-red giant bear with a smile, and the Qiankun Yin and Yang Sword swept through, and the sword qi was brilliant and brilliant, piercing through the giant bear's legs.

The blood-red giant bear roared angrily, and his dustpan-sized palm pressed down the top of Xin Qijie's head.

The air was compressing violently, and with a bang, the palm the size of a dustpan slammed into the ground, and the ground burst open on the spot, and Xin Qijie's body was shattered into pieces.

Before the blood-red giant bear could be complacent, its legs were cut off by Xin Qijie, and then more than a dozen sword qi slammed into its body, and its huge body exploded.

When the blood-red giant bear exploded, the terrifying fluctuations that erupted swept across a radius of ten zhang in an instant.

In the fierce wind, the Xin Qi Festival rose to the sky, and the handprint changed, and with the change of the handprint, the cyan vitality surged, and a cyan elephant appeared out of thin air, swirling with a terrifying air current, like a blue light bursting towards the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Owner.

The wings of the Soul Returning Tomb Lord shook slightly, the blood-red air flow swirled, and two blood-red bear paws swept out, and suddenly the majestic energy rolled out, and the space was distorted into a twisted shape, crushing the cyan baby elephant into smashes, and the terrifying fluctuations that erupted swept through the entire hall.

Xin Qijie's body fell backwards, his face was a little pale, and as soon as he stabilized his heels, he saw the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Master rushing towards him.

Thick blood surged around the tomb master of the Soul Returning Tomb, and his palms slapped out fiercely, just like a human shot, and slapped on Xin Qijie's chest, Xin Qijie hurriedly displayed the Xuantie combat technique, but the Xuantie combat technique exploded on the spot, and his body flew dozens of meters away along the ground.

When he stabilized his body, Xin Qijie's sternum was a little sunken, his clothes were ragged, his mouth was full of blood, and he said secretly: "The powerhouse of the Great Creation Realm is really extremely difficult to deal with, and now that he is in the late stage of the Small Creation Realm, it is obviously extremely difficult to slaughter a powerhouse of the Great Creation Realm, but it is not very simple for the other party to kill himself." ”

"If that's all you have, leave it to me. The Soul Tomb Master roared fiercely, the blood-red lines on his body squirmed, and a muffled sound like fried beans came from his body, and his body gradually expanded, as if a balloon was magnifying, as if it was about to fill the entire palace.

At this time, the huge body of the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Owner was like a huge mountain, and cracks appeared in the space under its domineering aura, and the cracks extended in all directions.

Xue Qingyang felt that she was as small as an ant in front of the Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Lord, who could trample her to death with her feet! ”

"Under such a powerful coercion, I'm afraid that I will be suppressed directly, and I don't even have the qualifications to make a move. Jing Wuyi said with a solemn expression.

Leng Qianqiu was so pressed by the terrible coercion that his body bent up, as if he was about to break, and said in a trembling voice: "The Soul Returning Tomb Tomb Master is like a beast in the wilderness, it is really terrifying. ”

"Xin Qi Festival's slight cultivation, under the rampage of our tomb master, it will definitely be crushed into blood foam. Seeing the terrifying ferocity of their tomb master, Soul Thousand Anger laughed fiercely, after all, the late stage of the Small Creation Realm is the late stage of the Small Creation Realm, and under the powerhouse of the Great Creation Realm, I am afraid that it will be easily suppressed into blood foam, this is the gap between the two.

The rough face of the Dragon Pavilion Master was full of uneasiness and anxiety, if Xin Qijie was suppressed into blood foam, then they would not be able to survive, they would not be able to die, and the end would be extremely miserable.

The blood mist in the main hall was so heavy that it made people feel oppressive, terrifyingly depressing, as if a devastating rain was about to fall, and it could drown them to death at any time.

Xue Qingyang breathed rapidly, her eyes fell on Xin Qijie, and she tightly held the water, fire and jade spirit spear in her hand, as long as Xin Qijie was in danger, she would rush forward as soon as possible, regardless of life or death, she would let him live.

The wind roared in the hall, and the torrential rain could sweep down at any time, engulfing the entire palace, and everyone was a little nervous. (To be continued.) )