"Give me death!"

The thunder saint's heart roared and shook the sky, and behind him stood a thunderbolt giant dozens of meters high, breathtaking, two thunderbolt sledgehammers in his hands danced wildly, pouring out of the violent energy, endlessly, like a torrent of ten thousand jun, like a flood of the galaxy, showing the fluctuations of destroying the world and the earth, and the ordinary three qi grandmasters touched the power of the thunder and lightning sledgehammer to shatter in an instant.

Dozens of martial arts masters, including the old man who turned bones, were thrown out like kites with broken strings, dizziness and swelling, bleeding from the seven orifices, and damage to the five internal organs, and broken bones fell into the river.

There is only a black-robed man in the realm of the Three Qi Grandmasters, an ugly old woman, who can barely support in the crazy offensive of the Thunder Sacred Heart, followed by Duanmu Yi, although he is only the cultivation of the One Qi Grandmaster, he has a profound background, full of internal strength and blood, and has also cultivated the martial arts Xuangong of the "Nine Shadows Xuantian Divine Skill".

But this is not enough, after taking the elixir and giving birth to the power of the bloodline, the Thunder Sacred Heart is not weaker than the Four Qi Grandmasters, and it is close to the Five Qi Grandmasters, if you want to defeat it, you can't have any reservations.

Just look at the pitch-black body protection qi outside Duanmu Yi's body, shattered, and dispersed and collapsed, Duanmu Yi's skin was crawling with black qi like spider webs, and the blood qi in his body also surged upwards in a strange way between the meridians around his body.

"Nine Shadows Burning Blood Technique!"

For a while, Duanmu Yi's cultivation actually rose out of thin air and entered the realm of the Second Qi Sect Master, and continued to climb, almost entering the ranks of the Three Qi Grandmasters.

It's just that this force is a little unstable, like a firewood that is suddenly lit, violent and disobedient.

Fang Ping, who exchanged martial arts Xuangong with Duanmu Yi and obtained the "Nine Mysteries Xuantian Divine Skill", could see at a glance that this was a forbidden technique within the "Nine Mysteries Xuantian Divine Skill", through the backsurge of qi and blood, mobilize the potential of the body, so as to break through the current shackles, after performing this trick, there is no advance or retreat, and it cannot be closed halfway, and it will be exhausted afterwards and slaughtered by others.

"Nine Shades of Condensation, Devouring Heaven and Earth!"

Duanmu Yi, whose strength had skyrocketed to the peak of the Second Qi Grandmaster, the black yin qi gushing out of his body was endless, and it continued to attack the Thunder Sacred Heart, soaked in river water along the way, and stumbled people's muscles and bones.

Lei Shengxin's brows were furrowed, and the two thunder and lightning sledgehammers in his hands were closed together with a sonorous sound, evoking the brilliant sound, like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, shocking the three souls and seven spirits, and the moment when the two thunder and lightning sledgehammers collided, the derived thunder and lightning impact, mixed with clusters of blazing flames, touched the overwhelming torrent of yin qi, like the melting snow of the sun.

There is no doubt that the "Nine Heavens Xuanlei Holy Scripture" cultivated by the Thunder Sacred Heart has a slight restraint effect on the martial arts Xuangong of the Nine Shadows Xuantian Divine Skill, which is of the most yin and evil attributes, but it is the same as the incompatibility of water and fire, water can extinguish the fire of the plain, and fire can also burn the sky and boil the sea.

"Take me a knife!" The black-robed man appeared behind Lei Shengxin with a fierce attitude, his eyes were blazing, and he was indomitable, and his spirit and spirit merged with the long knife in his hand.

"Slash the sky!"

Simplify the complex, the road to the simplest knife!

This knife drained the strength of the black-robed man's body.

Rumble!

The sword qi was like a dragon, more than ten zhang long, plundering the heaven and earth vitality covered by Zhou Tianjian, and ruthlessly slashed behind Lei Shengxin.

"Awesome." Fang Ping's heart was surging when he saw it, the black-robed man's knife was extraordinary, integrating his own spirit and sword path artistic conception, and had the power of slashing the sky and destroying the earth, and frightening the devil and crying God.

Click

The thunder and lightning giant standing behind Lei Shengxin was torn apart by the indestructible knife qi, and at the last moment, Lei Shengxin turned his body and raised two thunderbolt sledgehammers in his hand to block the undiminished ten-zhang sword qi, but it was only a momentary stalemate, and he saw two thunder and lightning sledgehammers split apart.

Whoa!

Bloodstained sky.

The sword qi slashed outside Lei Shengxin's body, leaving a wound across most of Lei Shengxin's body, and the wound went from the center of his eyebrows to his crotch, bleeding nonstop, almost splitting him in two.

"Damn it...... I'll kill you! ”

Lei Shengxin, who only felt that he had suffered a great humiliation, kicked his feet, and the water surface burst into flames and pounced on the exhausted black-robed man.

"Junior, this is the fate of no one in your eyes, if you are interested, leave now, otherwise, I will not show mercy to my wife, even if you are a child of a family, I am not afraid of my wife."

The ugly old woman seized the opportunity, and when she saw that Lei Shengxin was hit hard, her qi had dropped, and she lost her mind, she appeared behind Lei Shengxin like a ghost, leaving a black palm print behind Lei Shengxin's internal organs and flesh.

Duanmu Yi was even more decisive, the yin qi in his palm roared, and when he threw it, it pierced through the body of the Thunder Sacred Heart like a spear, and the moment it penetrated his body, it corroded his heart.

Lei Shengxin, who had been hit hard in a row, his breath was depressed, he was slumped, his internal force was not running smoothly, not to mention, his whole body did not obey the call, he glanced at the ugly old woman, the black-robed man, and Duanmu Yi resentfully, he was originally in his hands to win, but he never thought that the situation would be reversed to such a situation in just a moment.

Chasing the root of it, or because of Duanmu Yi!

If it weren't for Duanmu Yi's appearance, he would definitely be able to dominate the audience.

As soon as he thought of this, Lei Shengxin's eyes were red and he stared at Duanmu Yi, "Sun Moon Divine Sect!" Good! Very good! I remember you! I will definitely visit you in person another day. ”

As the saying goes: If you run, the monk can't run the temple!

Duanmu Yi's identity, he has a conclusion in his heart.

"Accompany you to the end." Duanmu Yi was not afraid, as long as he could get the essence blood of the dragon turtle this time, he would kill Shangguan Yao and regain the power of the Sun Moon God Sect.

Lei Shengxin was so angry that he forced a mouthful of blood, turned back to the devastated island that was flooded by the river, looked left and right, grabbed a warrior in shock, and asked, "Have you ever seen where my three clan brothers went?" ”

The warrior shook his head.

Fang Ping stood upright in the wind and squinted at the Lei Sacred Heart of the three clan brothers, he was wondering if he could kill this liao with one blow if he took advantage of the innate Xuan Soldiers.

"Forget it, everyone will do it in plain sight, not to mention the endless troubles, and he may not be able to succeed, he may have something to save his life......" Fang Ping dispelled the thought.

On the island, Lei Shengxin was beating around looking for the traces of the three clan brothers, but he found nothing, he had to suspect that something had happened to the three clan brothers, but what kind of person did this? One is that the strength of his three clan brothers is not weak, and the other is that the murderer will be left with a bloodline imprint in his body, but under his careful induction, he didn't find that the martial artist on the island had a bloodline imprint in his body.

"This place is not good for long!" Lei Shengxin didn't want to think about it, what he was most eager to do at this time was to find a place to heal quietly.

……

On the other side, the black-robed man who drove away Lei Shengxin, the ugly old woman, and Duanmu Yi all looked at the dragon turtle essence blood floating on the river.

"It's not bad if the three of them are divided equally, if they fight, they will inevitably be taken advantage of." The ugly old woman said.

"Yes." The black-robed man had no opinion and set his eyes on Duanmu Yi.

Duanmu Yi thought about it for a moment, and agreed to share the dragon turtle essence blood with the two equally, after all, there were dozens of martial arts masters on the scene, if he fought with the black-robed man and the ugly old woman, he might not get anything in the end.

After getting one-third of the dragon turtle essence blood, Duanmu Yi quickly returned to the big ship.

Fang Ping also jumped onto the big boat, and together with the more than thirty warriors who came to the depths of Luoshui to find the essence blood of the dragon turtle, as well as the old man who turned into bones, he wanted to board the boat, but was forced back by Duanmu Yi's gaze.

Half a day later, the big boat sailed to the vast uninhabited river, Duanmu Yi spit out a mouthful of black blood, and said: "Presumably Brother Tang also saw it, I performed the forbidden technique in the Nine Mysteries Xuantian Divine Skill, and raised the realm to the peak of the Second Qi Sect Master, and I will not be able to exercise my qi in the next month, and I will work hard for Brother Tang to protect the Dharma for me during this time, and I will share some of the dragon turtle essence blood." ”

Fang Ping smiled lightly, "It should be." ”

A few days later, the river was foggy, and the air was so humid that it was like a curtain of beads.

Fang Ping stood at the bow of the ship, running the turtle breath breath technique at all times, using it to sense the surrounding waters.

More than a month later, the big ship returned to the shore, and Duanmu Yi also recovered at this time, "You and I should return to Cangzhou." ”

……

In the thirty-ninth year of the Divine Sect, this day in late December.

The main altar of the Sun and Moon Cult.

Shangguan Yao wore a purple and gold crown, wore a sun and moon god robe, and sat in the hall with unicorn boots on his feet, and in two days, it was the crowning ceremony for him to crown the position of the head of the Sun and Moon God Sect.

After many years of long-cherished wishes, he was about to get what he wanted, Shangguan Yao, who should have felt happy, was a little depressed, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath some time ago, and occasionally he was dizzy, and his breath was really not smooth, and it has become more and more serious recently, and when he was in retreat a few days ago, he almost went crazy, but he checked it again and again, and there was nothing wrong with his body.

There is another thing that Shangguan Yao is puzzled about, according to the information from the spies in Blackwood City, Duanmu Yi has not shown up for several months, and he is either in retreat or has left Blackwood City.

"A vertical son, how can I stop the sect leader from taking charge of the Sun and Moon God Sect, and when I complete the sealing ceremony, it will be when the Duanmu vein is destroyed!" Shangguan Yao didn't think about it anymore, he had secretly planned for many years to get to today's situation, the high-level members of the sect, the left and right protectors, more than half of them were on his side, and the general trend was down, unless the sect leader Duanmu Tian came out!

……

Blackwood City, inside the manor.

Wearing stars and moons all the way, galloping, the two who had not delayed for a moment finally rushed back.

"Two days to go! Brother Tang will rest for a day first, and I will come to you tomorrow. Duanmu Yi said.

Fang Ping nodded, he hadn't slept for a few months, just pranayama and meditated, he was really a little tired.

After Fang Ping left, Duanmu Yi took out the Dragon Turtle Essence Blood he had obtained, and muttered in his mouth: "I can only take a risk." ”

The dragon turtle's essence blood still has the will of the dragon turtle remaining, and it is not easy to refine it directly, but Duanmu Yi can't wait, just in case, he has to take the risk and give it a try.

At noon that day, a maid came to invite Fang Ping to see Duanmu Yi.

Fang Ping, who had rested all night, came to a large hall refreshed, and when he saw Duanmu Yi, he didn't feel shaken, "You ......"

After only one day of separation, Duanmu Yi's cultivation had grown to the peak of the Second Qi Sect Master, and his qi was also vigorous and boundless, like a humanoid beast.

"I forcibly refined some of the energy of the dragon turtle's essence blood." Duanmu Yi sighed and replied: "This is also just in case, now that I have the cultivation of the Second Qi Sect Master, relying on the Nine Shadows Xuantian Divine Skill, even if something goes wrong in the end, I will have the confidence to confront that Shangguan old thief head-on." ”

Fang Ping didn't ask much, but he could guess that he had refined part of the energy of the Dragon Turtle Essence Blood in one day, and there might be some sequelae.

"In this bottle is a wisp of dragon turtle essence blood that I left for Brother Tang." Duanmu Yi's cuffs agitated, and a glass bottle filled with bright red light flew out.

Fang Ping accepted it disrespectfully, no matter how many good things there are, there are not too many.

"The day after tomorrow is the day when the old thief of Shangguan is crowned as the sect leader, and then all the forces will gather together, you and I will act according to the plan, but I still need Brother Tang to improvise."

Duanmu Yi clapped his hands, and walked in with a maid, holding a silver plate, and there was a booklet on the silver plate, "This is a disguise and bone change technique, called "Qilin Thousand Changes", which is a secret technique left by a great martial arts master who I taught hundreds of years ago, it is simple and easy to learn, and after learning it, the appearance of the voice and appearance is vivid, not to mention the truth, the qi will also change.

But the premise is to get a drop of that person's essence blood, and use it as a medium to imitate that person's qi. ”

To change one's appearance, it is easy for an innate martial artist, but it is a little difficult to change one's own qi, and when he heard Duanmu Yi say that the "Qilin Thousand Changes" can even be imitated, Fang Ping immediately picked up the booklet and flipped through it.

"Inexplicable, Moyu Qilin ......"

Fang Ping, who had written down all the contents of the "Qilin Thousand Changes" in an instant, contracted the bones in his body, the muscles of his face shook, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into Duanmu Yi's appearance.

If someone came into the house, they would be surprised.

The two Duanmu Yi, with their physiognomy and appearance, their eyes and eyes are the same, and it is difficult to distinguish between the true and the false.

"Okay, Brother Tang is really talented, he learned it so quickly." Duanmu Yi laughed heartily, slashed his wrist, and gave Fang Ping a drop of his blood.

With Duanmu Yi's essence blood, Fang Ping was no different from Duanmu Yi even in terms of qi.

"I am a cultivator of the One Qi Grandmaster Realm, you are a Divine Hidden Realm, you can imitate it in qi, but you can ...... in strength"

"As long as this old thief doesn't make a move on me, I will deal with the others." Fang Ping was in high spirits, and shouted with a cold gaze.

Duanmu Yi didn't say anything more, he turned into a middle-aged man with a rough appearance, heroic and majestic, with thick black hair and a pair of eyes full of self-respecting charm.

"I'll just call you Sect Master, right?" Fang Ping touched the tip of his nose, although he was acting, he was a little embarrassed to call Duanmu Yi "father" and "father" and other words.

"Yes. My father was a strict man, and when I was in the church, I was always referred to as the leader. ”

"That's good......" Fang Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Tang is a second person, he is not afraid of being exposed by the old thief of Shangguan, but he is obsessed with a title."

"If you have to, you can shout, add money!"

"......" Duanmu Yi was speechless.

(End of chapter)