The cultivation of the Blood Emperor of Jiang Jue broke out in an all-round way, and the huge momentum rose from the ground, rushing straight to the galaxy, shaking the sun and the moon together, and the wind and clouds rolled upside down.

The originally clear sky dome became dim in an instant, and the blood qi erupted from Jiang Jue gathered into a monstrous blood cloud, covering the sky dome.

"Brush" two rays of blood burst out from Jiang Jue's eyes, like two sharp swords, piercing countless streamers and shooting straight towards a high-ranking Dan Emperor.

No matter what kind of defensive secret method the high-ranking Dan Emperor cast, the blood rays would all destroy it. Listening to the sound of "poof", the blood penetrated the eyebrows of the upper Dan Emperor, leaving a hole two fingers wide, and red and white things bubbled outward.

Just two glances killed a high-ranking Dan Emperor, and everyone present was shocked by this scene. Although the Superior Dan Emperor relied on the Emperor Extreme Pill to break through, he was a Superior Dan Emperor after all.

What kind of realm is Jiang Jue now? Could it be that he has become a god? Everyone looked at him in horror, trying to see through him.

Jiang Juecai didn't care so much, picked up Haotian Danta and Aoki Ding and killed the next high-ranking Dan Emperor.

Jin Wushu and the others were suddenly awakened by Jiang Jue's huge murderous aura, and they all burst out with one hundred and two percent of their strength to fight Jiang Jue to the death. They knew they had no way out. As long as this battle is lost, the five major sects will come to an end.

They were not fighting for themselves, but for their own sect! All of them fought with their lives.

As the saying goes, those who are horizontal are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying. Jin Wushu and the others have completely lost their lives for the sake of the sect. There was only one thought in their minds, and that was to defeat Jiang Jue! Only by defeating Jiang Jue could the sect be preserved.

Under the offensive of Jin Wushu and others, Jiang Jue was actually suppressed. He had scars on his body. This greatly encouraged Jin Wushu and the others, and their offensive became more and more ferocious.

"It's a good time!" Jiang Jue's black hair danced wildly, his eyes were full of lightning, and a pair of iron fists broke the universe, like a warrior who was not afraid of life and death, and he was indomitable! No matter how powerful the enemy was, he would never retreat!

The entire void was shattered by them, countless spatial cracks were dense like spider webs, and the surrounding mountains were all shattered, the earth collapsed, and the rivers were cut off.

Inside the Haotian Dan Tower, Su Ming and the others all felt that Jiang Jue was fighting and wanted to come out to help Jiang Jue, but he refused. This is his battle, and only by forcing himself into a desperate situation can he better understand the way of blood.

Jiang Jue walked in blood, his body was fighting, but his heart was feeling. Even if he was physically injured, he didn't care.

As time passed, Jiang Jue became more and more courageous, and the people of the five major sects became fewer and fewer. Finally, when Jiang Jue blasted the head of the eleventh superior Dan Emperor, Jin Wushu raised his head and let out a hoarse shout.

"Canglong Roaring Sky Strike!"

Everyone's pupils suddenly constricted, and the Canglong Roaring Sky Strike was the final trick of the five major sects. Until the last minute, no one wants to resort. Because the cost of casting it is too great.

Everyone looked at each other, knowing that it had reached the last moment at this time, and they couldn't win at all with the strength of everyone, so they could only rely on the dragon roaring sky.

"For the sake of the sect!" Jin Wushu roared, and his hands began to seal rapidly.

When the rest of the people saw Jin Wushu taking the lead in casting the Canglong Roaring Sky Strike, they all gritted their teeth tightly and shouted in unison: "For the sect!"

Everyone is neat and huahua, their movements are the same, and their hands are quickly sealed. A flush swelled up on their faces, and their momentum skyrocketed.

The Canglong Roaring Sky Strike is a precious combination of secret methods. It can link all people's essence, qi, and spirit together and deliver a supreme blow.

It's just that the souls of those who participate in the casting of the Dragon Roaring Sky Strike will be severely damaged by the fact that it is difficult to recover. If it is light, it will be regressed and its life will be reduced. If it is serious, the soul will collapse and the body will die. This is also the reason why everyone hesitated when they received Jin Wudi's order.

Jiang Jue watched the movements of Jin Wuyi and the others, his pupils suddenly constricted, and he felt a threat of death. Jiang Jue did not hesitate at all, his hands turned like wheels, and he began to seal frantically.

"Roar" A majestic dragon roar suddenly resounded through the heavens and the earth, Jiang Jue looked up while sealing, and saw a silver dragon with a length of 100 meters standing between the heavens and the earth, the dragon's head was slightly raised, looking down on all living beings, and the dragon energy was overflowing, sweeping the earth. Countless creatures trembled, as if a real dragon had descended into the world.

With the birth of the silver dragon, the momentum of Jin Wushu and the others suddenly decreased, and their cultivation was all regressed by one order. It can be seen how much the cost of casting the Canglong Roaring Sky Strike is.

The silver dragon tail swayed gently, and the sky suddenly set off a monstrous wind and waves. It rode against the wind, swallowing the world-destroying dragon's breath, and headed towards Jiang Jue.

At the same time, Jiang Jue's handprints had all been completed, and he did not have the slightest fear in the face of the Canglong formed by the condensation of all the essence, qi, and spirit of the fourteen Dan Emperors and the two high-ranking Dan Emperors.

His black hair danced wildly in the wind, his eyes burst with terrifying essence, and a cry came from his throat.

"Fallen Sky Feather!"

"Death Scythe's Slashing Blade!"

The two god-level secret methods were cast at the same time, and Jiang Jue's momentum reached its peak at this moment.

Tens of thousands of black divine feathers emanated from the wings behind him, covering the sky and the sun, and the sound was terrifying.

The silver dragon full of dragon qi collided with the Heavenly Divine Feather, and the silver Canglong was only pierced through the dragon scales, and then broke through the Heavenly Divine Feather.

After falling into the Heavenly Feather, a huge black scythe slashed through the sky and divided the heavens and the earth, like a black lightning bolt that destroyed the world, slashing towards the dragon's head, intending to smash it with one slash.

However, the slashing blade only left a shallow scratch on Canglong's forehead, and it completely shattered.

Jiang Jue's eyes bloomed with cold lightning, picked up the Haotian Dan Pagoda and Aoki Ding, and rushed straight towards the silver sky.

The attack power of Haotian Dan Tower was much higher than that of the Fallen Heavenly Feather and the Death Scythe, and with just one blow, the silver dragon that hit it wailed, his brows sunken, and a crack appeared on the dragon's head.

After Aoki Ding followed the Haotian Dan Tower, he slammed into the center of the silver dragon's eyebrows, making the depression deepen a few points.

The silver dragon roared angrily, looking at Jiang Jue who had performed all the attacks, revealing a cruel smile, carrying the momentum of thunder, arguing that Jiang Jue would crash hard. This blow was enough to blast an ordinary high-ranking Dan Emperor into slag.

But it's a pity that Jiang Jue is not an ordinary high-ranking Dandi. His limbs shone brightly, and with a surge of fear of life and death, he rushed straight towards the center of the silver dragon's eyebrows.

The moment the two collided, Jiang Jue closed his mouth and let out a muffled snort, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of reverse blood poured into his mouth, which he swallowed back raw.

Jiang Jue clearly felt that this blow had broken at least six of his ribs, and his internal organs were somewhat displaced.

The silver blue dragon slammed into the void against Jiang Jue, and the mighty dragon qi continued to attack his body. Jiang Jue gritted his teeth, endured Canglong's attack, and kept swinging his fist to hit the center of the silver Canglong's eyebrows.

However, Jiang Jue still underestimated the silver dragon a little. This Canglong Roaring Sky Strike fused the essence, qi, and spirit of the fourteen Dan Emperors and the two high-ranking Dan Emperors, how could it be so easy to break.

Although Jiang Jue's attack can cause a certain amount of danger to the silver dragon, it is not enough compared to the damage caused to him by the silver dragon.

In ten seconds at most, Jiang Jue would be unable to resist the attack of the silver dragon, and would be blasted into a puddle of minced flesh and sprinkled on the earth.

"Are you going to die here?"

At this moment, countless memories surged in Jiang Jue's mind. The Eight Desolation Continent, the Starry Sky Ancient Road, and the Danding Continent, so the things that I have experienced recently are like a movie in my mind.

Jiang Jue thought of the Qingxu Dan Emperor Ye Fengyun, and also remembered the ancestral god Hongjun.

He had promised Ye Fengyun to take good care of the Qingxu Sect, but he didn't do it. The Qingxu Sect was implicated by him instead. He had secretly vowed to become an ancestral god, control the origin of the universe, and let the Pangu universe solve the crisis. But he failed the three ancestral gods.

"Maybe I'm not the one to be robbed. Jiang Jue's face slipped down in an instant of tears, he was not afraid of death, but felt that he had broken his promise, and he felt ashamed in his heart.

When Xu Yan's face flashed in Jiang Jue's mind, the tears in his eyes were no longer transparent, but turned blood-colored.

"I wanted to resurrect you, but I didn't expect that I would fall before I even broke through the divine realm, it seems that I still think too highly of myself. ”

Thinking of Xu Yan, Jiang Jue, an iron-clad man, had a rare touch of tenderness.

"Boom" Jiang Jue's body seemed to have something broken, and a powerful force suddenly burst out, pouring into his fists, giving Jiang Jue the strength to resist Canglong.

"This is ......" Feeling the energy suddenly surging out of his body, Jiang Jue frowned, obviously he didn't understand it either.

"Could it be the way of blood?" Jiang Jue's mind flashed with inspiration, as if he had grasped something.

Jiang Jue's comprehension of the way of blood had already fallen into a bottleneck a year ago, and although Tongguò's continuous killing had made him gain occasionally, he had gained very little.

At that moment, he felt that his blood path seemed to be perfect. In other words, Jiang Jue has completely mastered the way of blood!

The Way of Blood, a branch of the Way of Attack, if you want to comprehend the Way of Blood, you must pave the way with white bones, move forward in blood, and be ruthless in the face of an enemy!

Jiang Jue has always done a good job, but he is a little extreme. The Way of Blood is not really iron-blooded. A warrior, in addition to being ruthless to the enemy, should also have an iron-blooded tenderness for his relatives.

In the past ten years, Jiang Jue has been able to comprehend most of the way of blood in addition to killing or killing, but he has never been able to completely control it, because he does not know iron-blooded tenderness.

Just now, Jiang Jue was facing death, and Xu Yan's face suddenly flashed in his mind, and his seemingly strong heart finally became soft. It was then that he took complete control of the Way of Blood.

Facing the ferocious silver dragon, Jiang Jue instinctively swung his right fist towards its eyebrows, and his fist was shrouded in a faint layer of blood. With the blessing of this layer of blood light, Jiang Jue's blow was several times stronger than before, directly smashing through the void.

The silver dragon let out a painful wail, and the cracks on the dragon's head instantly multiplied several times, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.