Chapter Twenty-Six: The Prisoner Bolang
In the sea of yellow wind and sand in the sky, a faint bloody light curtain slowly emanated from Qianmeng's body.
Under the illumination of ten thousand dazzling lights, the former's body suddenly became red and clear, like a delicate red jade, blooming with brilliant brilliance in the sun.
Dao Dao was like infrared veins, crisscrossing his blood-colored body, as if forming a strange pattern, quickly merging into his flesh and blood.
The hands hanging down on both sides of him slowly rose, and the most intense red light burst out from the bewitching pupils that were also like the blood light world, like another rising sun in the sea of sand.
Call!
Fang Tong began to calm down from the previous shock, who would have thought that Qianmeng, who looked so elegant and graceful on the outside, would actually be the blood reward of cultivating the Demon Dao lineage**, it was really beyond his expectations, and this hunting battle gradually became interesting!
As if infected by the bloody and strange fluctuations in the air, a throbbing energy came out of Fang Tong's body, and a faint blue halo flowed through his dark pupils, arousing the primordial madness hidden in the deepest part of his heart.
"Just let me take a look, what's so great about your demon way!"
Bang la blah
Streams of blood-colored viscous energy winds rippled around Qianmeng, and the boundless wind and sand under his feet were affected by the blood-colored energy, and a huge vortex barrier was rolled up.
Qianmeng's mouth spit out a bloodthirsty voice as ancient as ten thousand years, resounding throughout the entire reversed blood-colored wind and sand whirlpool, "Blood reward, Qianmeng asks Brother Fang for advice!"
There was a long roar, and the explosion of the fundraising sounded in this world.
Boom, suddenly, the reversed red vortex barrier transformed into a monstrous blood-colored storm, with the former's spiritual intent exuding an evil bloodthirsty aura, in the entire space filled with a thick sea of yellow sand, a blood-colored light cluster slashed at Fang Tong.
Looking at the blood-colored storm that roared in front of him, it seemed to come with the power of destroying heaven and earth, Fang Tong's pitch-black pupils burned fiercely, and whew, red and white ice and fire quickly covered his body.
"Ning!" Fang Tong burst out of his mouth.
Buzz~~~ The ice and fire flames let out bursts of roaring sounds, and a flickering dazzling halo of ice and fire armor appeared, instantly enveloping Fang Tong's entire person.
"Woohoo"
At this time, the blood-colored storm carrying the monstrous aura finally swept in front of him, and in the yellow sand, it was like a giant beast that broke out of the ground from under the Nine Shadows, engulfing Fang Tong below in one bite.
Bang bang!
In the wind, sand and yellow smoke, mixed with the thick yellow wind and sand, the most fierce and rapid battle between Fang Tong and Qianmeng was heard, and the two of them turned into two light clusters, one blue and one red, in an extreme space that was also the opening of the world.
The figures traveled to extreme speed, colliding together again and again.
"Ah" In the shocking blood-colored light cluster, Qianmeng looked up to the sky and roared.
A circle of strong and terrifying ferocious aura swept towards the surrounding storm, and he seemed to have reached the core of a deep demonic barrier, and the blood light of the Dao Dao, like a blood-colored lightsaber that had materialized, burst towards the blue light wrapped in the bright ice and fire in front of him.
"Hmph!" In the light cluster, there was a cold snort from Fang Tong, brushing, a shocking fist of flame that suddenly smashed out in the sunny sky, without reservation, towards the blood-colored lightsaber that burst out in front of him.
There was a loud bang
The entire Scarlet Storm World Realm trembled violently, and the Scarlet Lightsaber was unexpectedly broken by Fang Tong's domineering Flame Fist.
Roar! Containing the earth-shattering aura of the white tiger, the roar of the violent tiger in charge of killing shook the heavens and the earth.
"The White Tiger fuses the talent, and the Ice and Fire Tiger breaks through the sea of blood!"
Boom! A fireball that was even more violent than before burst out from the light cluster towards the blood-colored light cluster where Qianmeng was, and everywhere the fireball went, the viscous blood-colored wave Lang was instantly burned into a piercing sound, and then disappeared invisibly.
"Hehe" watched the fireball expand infinitely in the spread of the blood-colored halo, and a strange laugh came out of Qianmeng's demonic face, "Blood-colored storm strangulation!"
Boom~~~ As the sound of Qianmeng's shouting fell, the reversed blood-colored storm seemed to suddenly turn into the monstrous Lang that swept away one after another in the Jiujiang River, and made a terrifying and evil blood-colored giant Lang sound, which crashed into the fireball.
Bang bang, the center of the collision of the two extreme energies, there was a vacuum, and the surging wind, like a flood that broke the embankment, washed out of control in the sea of blood-colored storms, and the ripples of blood ripples spread out.
"What !!" Seeing that there was only one face that was completely shattered, Fang Tong's exclamation sounded in the bright light cluster.
After fusing the two extreme origin flames, he knew how powerful it was, but he didn't expect it to be disintegrated by the other party's move, and he understood Ah Legu's words at this moment, and the ** of the Demon Dao was so powerful and difficult.
Because no matter who it is, as long as they are deeply trapped in the aura created by the person who has cultivated the Demon Dao, then in that piece of heaven and earth, what they represent is the extreme strength, and their own strength will be weakened by life, and the only way to prevent themselves from being affected by the other party is to keep their own hearts, and only by keeping their hearts clear and quiet, can they not be afraid of being eroded by the other party's demonic nature.
Above the mid-air of the sea of sand, outside the blood-colored storm where the two were inseparable, they had been standing and watching the battle, and the Lingyun feeling in their hearts that was higher than the sky had finally disappeared without a trace at this moment.
If Qianmeng brought him mental excitement and surprise, then in comparison, Fang Tong was enough to shock him.
The two of them collided until this moment, and it took no more than a few breaths, plus Qianmeng's weird ** who was completely unsure of his own confrontation, was actually confronted by the latter, and he now understood what a deep storm was hidden under Fang Tong's seemingly calm lake waves, and all he had left in his heart at the moment was the color of respect for the other party, and other than that, there was nothing else.
"Huh?"
Under the almost fanatical scene of the two fighting, even Alegu, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes and take a look.
"I really didn't expect that the blood reward of the Demon Dao, which has not been produced for thousands of years, is so strong, it really makes people anxious!" Then he turned his face and laughed, "That kid's comprehension talent is still very strong, let go of everything in adversity, kill him with a clear sky, do whatever he wants, and advance and retreat in an orderly manner, this is the best way to deal with the people of the Demon Dao! After this battle, I'm afraid your kid won't be able to break through!
He smiled and closed his eyes again.
Thundered
In the space swept by the blood-colored storm, Fang Tong's tranquility was abnormally calm, without a single impurity, and the raging flames burning in the baked pupils had already subsided, recovering the previous pitch-black color, and the bright halo shrouded in his body also dissipated, and the sunny smile that had hung on his handsome face was again.
Looking at the halo in front of him that exuded blood-colored energy fluctuations, he couldn't help but chuckle and said: "You have fallen deep and sunk from the devil, but I have done what I want, sublimated from the extreme way, and broke your artistic conception and sea of blood in the blink of an eye." Brother Qianmeng, let's try my trick from the sublimation of the extreme path and see how it tastes?"
"Roar"
As soon as the words fell, Fang Tong's body calmed down and the monstrous flames swept out again, transforming into several fire dragons with amazing fire, constantly roaring and condensing.
The brilliant blue halo, like the beautiful heavenly river pouring down from the nine heavens, burst out a dazzling pillar of light in the Fang Tong Heavenly Spirit Cover, breaking straight through the blood sea layer and reaching the blue sky alone.
Thundered!
In the middle of Zhou Tianzhong, the energy molecules that had calmed down suddenly became even more violent, like boiling hot water, exuding raging fluctuations, frantically converging towards the void stirred by the pillar of light, and the low, huge coercion containing earth-shattering momentum instantly enveloped the entire world.
The wind and sand roaring in the space seemed to have stagnated because of this, and in the heavy adversity of the atmosphere, a huge flood sound sounded as if Fang Tong had fused with the gods of heaven.
"Reincarnation Seal Martial Arts, the Prisoner of the Flood Desolation Hand Fights Lang! Brother Qianmeng, let's see if your blood Lang is strong, or if my Flood Desolation Hand is superior!"
In the fluctuating sea of energy, Fang Tong's uninhibited laughter resounded.