Chapter 131: Flowers Are Not Flowers

"Heaven and earth are out of phase!" He Zhuzhi secretly screamed.

The power of people to steal all things has become too strong, which naturally destroys the rules of heaven and earth, and normal human realm martial artists are free to send and receive internal forces, and they will not deliberately burst out so much internal force, and every trace of internal force in the battle of masters will be used reasonably.

If a certain martial artist unscrupulously absorbs and releases the qi between heaven and earth, it will inevitably cause the collapse of the environment, resulting in the appearance of various heaven and earth phases.

But Huang Guiyun belongs to the soaring kind, completely ignorant and insensitive to these things, and now the only thing he wants is to become stronger, and the best way is to absorb more heaven and earth qi and increase his internal strength.

Click!

A flash of lightning flashed, and between the light and the darkness of the heavens and the earth, Huang Guiyun's figure seemed to have become a little larger.

Click!

When the lightning illuminated the surroundings again, He Zhuzhi could clearly see that Huang Guiyun's body was shrouded in black qi, and he could also experience the momentum contained in those black qi, which was the killing qi that he was very familiar with.

But that kind of aura, he had never seen it, even in Lin Chixue or other people with the title of Blood Slaughter, the killing aura could not be as strong as the night.

"Hey, hey, hey......" Huang Guiyun smiled fiercely, and at this moment he felt his true power......

Wanli Xinkuan in the distance also trembled in his heart because of the sudden explosion of thunder and lightning, and vaguely felt that things were a little out of control.

"Why is it thundering?" Thirteen carried a demon wolf back to the platform, raised his eyebrows and looked at Huang Guiyun in the distance, he didn't understand why He Zhuzhi didn't go up and beat Huang Guiyun, but stood in place in a daze.

He didn't know that He Zhuzhi didn't move, but couldn't move!

At this moment, He Zhuzhi seemed to be in another world, not only could his hands and feet not move, but even the internal force in the dantian seemed to be suppressed by something and could not be called, and he even had a vague sense of surrender, wanting to kneel in front of the young man in front of him.

Fortunately, a trace of dignity in his heart made He Zhuzhi restrain his movements, in this life, he has only knelt down to his master and mother, and only they are worthy of his kneeling like his parents.

"Roar!" He Zhuzhi let out a beast-like force, and his body suddenly burst out with red internal force like flames, breaking free of the oppression shrouded in his body, and rushing towards Huang Guiyun standing on the deck without hesitation.

Huang Guiyun smiled weirdly, and his original stunned and honest appearance disappeared without a trace, and he didn't even look at He Zhuzhi who was running towards him, just played with the Martial God Sword in his hand.

He Zhuzhi arrived in the blink of an eye, holding the blood thorns in both hands, and made a move with all his might, drawing thousands of blood shadows, surrounding Huang Guiyun layer by layer, but the young man just gently and skillfully pushed out the sword flatly, steadily passing through the blood shadow.

At this moment, He Zhuzhi felt that the time beside him seemed to have slowed down a lot, not only his speed, but Huang Guiyun's speed also slowed down, but no matter what, he couldn't help the advance of the long sword, even if he felt that his own people were retreating, the speed of the sword was still a little faster than him.

In this way, He Zhuzhi watched Huang Guiyun send the sword into his chest and stab it into his heart, he could feel the pain appear, and slowly walked up along the nerves.

It seemed that after a long time, time returned to normal, He Zhuzhi knelt on the ground, covered his chest with one hand, and looked at the wound in his heart incredulously.

"Time... The legendary lock element... How did you do this?"

Ling Qingniu had told him that the Martial God used a move called "Suo Yuan" to kill three thousand people in an instant, and this move seemed to be able to create some kind of domain, in which both time and space were controlled by the master of the domain.

He Zhuzhi scoffed at this kind of thing at the time, thinking that it was just the ignorance of the people in the rivers and lakes.

Huang Guiyun raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Why did you kneel down, do you want to surrender?"

He Zhuzhi is not the kind of person who will deliberately provoke the opponent in the team, he has experienced the dark era, and he knows that if he doesn't talk about the enemy's ability to fight without a backhand, then he may be killed in the next second.

It's just that the situation just now made him very helpless, the worst thing in the Shengwu era is like this, whoever has a few points stronger skills, who has a better chance of winning.

"Hehe, young man, you are very good. He Zhuzhi lost a little too much blood, and his hoarse voice seemed even weaker.

It stands to reason that after the heart is penetrated, people will definitely not live long, but He Zhuzhi is or, and he can continue to speak, even... As he stood up, the blood on the ground turned into droplets of blood and floated upward.

Seeing this situation, Huang Guiyun's expression remained unchanged, he took a few steps back, and said arrogantly: "Is it a trick to press the bottom of the box? I'll give you time to use it." ”

The thirteen who were hiding nearby saw He Zhuzhi's mutation and exclaimed: "Oh oh~ The second time I saw this trick, it was still so perverted." ”

Many years ago, he also hid nearby like this, peeking at the top masters in the rivers and lakes at that time besieging Lin Chixue.

At that time, Lin Chi's blood was no match for the encirclement of many enemies, and when he was cornered, he used this kind of exercise, instantly excites his own blood out of his body, and his skill has increased several times, just one blow will directly explode the internal organs of the people in the Nine Realms, and then suck their blood and climb again.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a Buddhist monk at that time, who used the top-level golden bell shield to protect his body and resist Lin Chixue's crazy attack, I am afraid that a few more people would have died.

At that time, Lin Chixue's body was just a faint blood mist, and He Zhuzhi's body was overflowing with extremely rich blood everywhere, which showed that the internal force contained in it was very strong.

"Hehehehe!"

He Zhuzhi's laughter turned into a howl like a ghost in an empty canyon, and the whole person completely turned into a bloody person: "Young man, resist this move." If you can survive, He Mou's skills over there are not as good as others, if you can't bear it, then die with He!"

The old-timers opened their mouths to put life and death out of the way, after all, they are all people who come out of the pile of corpses, and it is normal to fight for their lives, but Thirteen doesn't like this, he would rather choose to jump off the cliff, anyway, he gets used to jumping and jumping.

Huang Guiyun saw this battle, coupled with He Zhuzhi's death declaration, even though he now felt that he was the strongest at that time, he still chose to put on a defensive move.

I made bold words to let others magnify the moves, but now I am a little afraid of He Zhuzhi's courage to see death as home.

He Zhuzhi suddenly turned into a blood mist, drifted towards Huang Guiyun with the wind, and instantly recondensed into a bloody man in front of him, and his palms overlapped each other.

Huang Guiyun looked at He Zhuzhi's changes, hesitated, and was wondering why people could completely turn into mist, when Leng Buding's palm made him tremble in his heart, forgetting to fight back with his sword, but also greeted him with his palm.

Boom!

The golden light and the red light were intertwined, and the golden light completely engulfed the red light, and He Zhuzhi disappeared silently.

"It's... What is this?"

Huang Guiyun looked at the blood-red thorn vines wrapped all over his body, and the same blood-red buds on those vines suddenly began to open. The boy tried to tear off the vines, but as soon as his body moved, the vines seemed to be alive, and they bound him firmly.

Thirteen saw the vines on Huang Guiyun's body, his eyes widened, and he turned around and ran quickly: "Die long, I almost forgot that there is a change in this trick 'flower is not a flower', hurry up and run!"

The blood-red buds suddenly all bloomed, and suddenly all withered, Huang Guiyun thought that the phase was over, but the surging internal force in his body told him that it was not over yet!

Bang bang......

The withered petals suddenly began to explode, and the blood mist that had been shaken apart was like a larger flower, burying Huang Guiyun in it, and a series of sounds drowned out his screams......

(End of chapter)