Only the bloodline of the ancient gods is enough to resist the erosion of ten thousand years.

Fengshen Shijin's face changed slightly: "What is the origin of this umbrella, it can actually summon the blood of the ancient gods!"

Seeing this, Ling Tiansu's eyes suddenly narrowed!

As the wind god Shizu, it is impossible not to recognize the blood contained in the umbrella from the pure-blood gods of the divine realm.

And looking at its momentum, it has the potential of a sea of blood.

He looked at the young man under the umbrella with a horrified face, and said in his heart, how many gods did it take to kill an ordinary mortal umbrella to refine it into such an immortal and incorruptible existence?

Although there is a young man in the world, it is rare to see it in eternity, but the blood of the gods contained in the umbrella is not only long.

Shi Jin's heart was like a war drum, secretly thinking that the lord sent him to enter the country of Vietnam once, it was really like setting off a thick dust and sand to cover up the truth of history, just the tip of the iceberg, it was so thrilling.

Although he was shocked and shocked in his heart, after a short moment, Shizutsu also regained his composure.

Secretly said that this son could never be more than twenty years old, but that blood umbrella obviously had a historical aura of 10,000 years.

Thinking of the lonely soul of the gods under the umbrella is definitely not the work of this young man.

Thinking of this, Shi Jin's heart was settled, a ruthless sneer appeared on his face, and his palm slapped it into the air again!

Even with the suppression of the Heavenly Dao, his cultivation is also in the realm of the Divine Journey at the moment, and it is not difficult at all to kill a prince of the human world who has a long secluded realm.

The speed of the mountain, which had been falling continuously, suddenly accelerated, and the rockfall on the mountain rolled like a meteorite.

The palace collapsed countless times, the nobles and concubines in the inner courtyard of the palace wailed bitterly, and the glorious palace turned into a ruin in an instant, and under the ruins, blood flowed like a river.

The gods have sent down heavenly punishments, and they never care about the lives of other ants.

Wu Ying's eyes froze, the murderous aura rose, a pair of blood pupils became deep and endless, and under the black gold-rimmed sleeves, a pale and slender hand reached out and held the umbrella handle.

The umbrella edge swirled gently, and the blood flowing from the umbrella surface was like a huge sea of blood in an instant, and under the sea of blood, the umbrella surface that was once as bright as blood was now showing a faded state.

It is like an old old umbrella of the old man, baptized in the heavy rain of heaven and earth for 10,000 years, and under the blood of the gods washed away, there are traces of mottled years.

The huge mountain range above the sky stopped, and countless falling rocks also splashed down in the sea of blood, and there was no ripple in the slightest, as if it had been swallowed clean.

Shijin was surprised and looked at Wu Ying in shock.

The world is long and quiet, and it can withstand the attack of his sacred mountain.

You must know that what this sacred mountain carries is not only the weight of the mountain itself, but also the power of belief in the Seven Realms of beings who have believed in him for thousands of years.

If it weren't for the fact that this mountain recognized him as the master, he thought that he might not be able to resist the momentum of this mountain without injury.

In my heart, an inky flower is blooming.

Under Ling Tiansu's trembling gaze, he saw that the young man under the umbrella slowly lowered his eyes, as if reflected in a ball of blood flames, and the agitated wind lifted her long ink-colored hair, and the bright red hairband danced together with the black hair.

Even Feng Xue couldn't hide the murderous coldness in her voice: "Have you seen enough?"

Facing those blood-jewel-like eyes, Shizu's heart trembled.

Have you seen enough?

Just four words, for some reason, the murderous aura is so strong that it is suffocating.

Seemingly calm and deep eyes, Shizu's eyes saw a deep and surging anger in her pupils.

The gods always have super human perception in some way, and Shijin glanced down at Ling Tiansu, who was covered in injuries below, as if he had realized something.

He chuckled and was about to speak, but saw Wu Ying stretch out his hand again, his pale palm penetrating the sea of blood, and the crimson blood of the Protoss slid down from her fingertips, carrying a different kind of poignant, bloody, death, and cold beauty.

That palm rests under the sacred mountain and holds the whole mountain!

The huge mountain range shook violently above the palm of her hand, as if the mountain was hiding a spirit and another consciousness, and let out a furious roar of the mountain.

The powerful divine power shook around Wu Ying from the center, and the entire sky seemed to be torn apart by this force.

Wu Ying's hand held the arm of the sacred mountain, and the fabric couldn't withstand the pull of this divine power, so it directly turned into a mess, rolled into the flying snow in the sky, and turned into a black shattered shadow butterfly.

Wu Ying's already bloodless face became more and more paper-white, but the power emanating from her body at this moment was undoubtedly unreasonable.

With the sound of a clattering mountain cracking sound coming from the palm of her hand, she slowly said lightly: "I've seen enough, then let me roll down and climb!"

Shijin is like a great creation, the mountain is invaded by a powerful and domineering force, although the crack is only half an inch, compared to the huge mountain range, it is not as big as a falling rock, but in the crack is constantly gushing out of the soul of star chips, a mountain of Shijin snorted, and the corner of his lips was overflowing with a wisp of blood.

He was furious and roared: "Juque!"

Juque is in the name of the scorpion spirit, Shi Jin ordered, ordered it to kill Wu Ying!

The scorpion spirit, who had never been in response to his master's orders, opened its mouth and let out a cry of pain, and a divine seal on its heart erupted with a scorching and devastating light.

It is disobeying its master's orders, and is unwilling to fight.

Shi Jin was surprised, and his eyes were full of anger: "Beast! You still want me to use the body of a god to stain the dirty blood of these ants! Kill him for me!"

It's strange that the scorpion spirit has been quenched by him all the year round, and it should have already become a killing ghost who only knows how to listen to his orders, why is he so tolerant of this son?!

This is a very strange thing, and it must be reported to that person!

"Roar!!!" The scorpion spirit's scarlet eyes were full of resistance, and at the same time, the sound of cracks had become clearer and clearer.

Shizu completely lost his patience, stepped down, completely left the scorpion tail, and his mouth was full of words, silently chanting the spirit control mantra.

The divine seal at the mouth of the scorpion spirit's heart shone with a silver-white brilliance, suppressing the scorching rebellion light in an instant, and the fierce light in the giant scorpion's eyes suddenly became as calm and deep as ice and sea.

into godly obedience.

The huge scorpion tail like a celestial mountain pillar stood upside down with countless sharp carapace blades, cutting through the heavy cloud airflow, enveloping the sun-breaking thing, and swept towards Wu Ying's waist.

Wu Ying's eyes moved slightly, although she caught the thunderous blow, but at this moment her entire consciousness was in the umbrella soul, used to hold up the sacred mountain, a little careless, the mountain collapsed, and she was not the only one who was destroyed.

And the whole Wu Yue.

Of course, for her, Wu Yue's life and death may not be so important.

The important thing is that at this moment, there is an important person standing on the territory of the Yue country.

between the electric light and flint

, The thought in his heart has been determined, and he is about to forcibly take this blow with this ghost infant body.

At this moment, the sound of hunting instantly changed from far to near.

A figure galloped towards the lightning arc of lightning, and the speed was faster than the wind and thunder!

Rumble!

A dull bang!

The huge and armor-covered scorpion tail slammed into Ling Tiansu's body.

Ling Tiansu snorted, a pair of pupils as deep as the dark night seemed to have blood pouring out, he hugged his hands together, fiercely controlled the huge scorpion tail, and prevented him from continuing to bombard.

The bones on his waist clicked and cracked, and blood stained the pitch-black carapace, flowing down the sharp blade.

Wu Ying's pupils widened slightly, and there seemed to be a deeper darkness hidden in the heavy blood pupils, annihilating everything in the world.

For a moment, Ling Tiansu seemed to see a three-colored flower from the pupils of her eyes.

The pure white petals are about to fail, as if they will be eroded by the darkness and fall into the eternal night at any time.

He swallowed the blood in his throat, forcibly suppressed the Yuan Force of the galloping riot, turned his eyes to stare at Wu Ying, and the breath he exhaled seemed to be wrapped in a strong fishy breath, so dumb that he could barely speak: "The one who comes is not good." ”

Wu Ying was in a trance for a moment, and then said calmly: "His purpose seems to have been achieved." ”

Ling Tiansu frowned, and his blood-stained fingertips subconsciously rubbed against the blade that was heavily pressed on the scorpion tail on his waist.

The abdomen of the finger was cracked, and the blood oozed out as if it were unnoticed.

There were many doubts in his eyes, but at this moment, he could only forcibly swallow these puzzles into his stomach, took a deep breath of the cold winter air in the sky, forced his chaotic consciousness due to serious injuries to sober up, and said lightly: "I want the spirit core in the mountain......"

This is not to seek Wu Ying's help, but to propose cooperation.

If Wu Ying helped him shatter the Divine Mountain and seize the spirit core, he would also be willing to reciprocate, and it would be okay to help him kill the Wind God Shijin.

Therefore, there was still half a sentence in his mouth, 'What do you want?', but before he could say it, he heard Wu Ying let out a faint sigh, but he didn't discuss it at all, and the palm held on the sacred mountain was slightly retracted by half an inch, and then turned into a fist.

The slightly weak pale fist slammed into the sacred mountain for no reason.

Ling Tiansu's breath froze, stunned, and he watched as the crack, which was originally only an inch, spread all the way to the top of the mountain on the pale and delicate fist.

The sacred mountain, which towered above the clouds, suddenly seemed to be split by a divine blade from outside the sky, and under the bottomless chasm, a crystal the size of a fist flashed.

The crystals continued to flicker with a strong bright light, and the cracked mountain body was like a god's body, and it slowly healed again.

Wu Ying snorted coldly, without raising his eyebrows, his palm was inserted into the crack, and he tore it with one hand!

Most of the mountains that obscured the sky and the sun were torn into a cloud of rubble under her seemingly slender and feeble palms, and the healing rate became very slow.

Ling Tiansu slowly opened his mouth wide and was speechless.

Shizu screamed again and again, just like his dead parents, and the dignified gods would let out a painful wail like the ordinary people in the market.

"Ahh!!!!h ”

Wu Ying took the azure mountain soul spirit core lightly, and said disdainfully: "I'm just getting involved, and I want to keep it for myself, what can you do with me?"

(Thanks to the huge support of the little cutie "I didn't think of a good name.") ）