The blood-colored spear in Liu Yongchang's hand is like a blood dragon fluttering, setting off monstrous waves, this time is not only for Shaolin Strongman Huijue, but also Zhuge Yun is included!

"Die, die, give me all death!" Liu Yongchang laughed wildly, his face twisted, his eyes red, like a beast that had broken free from a cage, trying to tear open all enemies and bite their throats.

"Liu Yongchang! You really fell into the devil! Regardless of the dignity of the strong, you shot at a weak young man! Do you still want face?" Seeing that Zhuge Yun was affected, Huijue shouted, he is a contemporary power, his strength is all over the sky, and he can compete with the heroes of the world, but now he is also a little powerless, because Zhuge Yun is still some distance away from him, and it is too late to rescue him.

"Extinguish!" Hui Jue recited the true scriptures, and suddenly stopped drinking, like an angry King Kong in the dust, to sweep away all demons and monsters, only to see Hui Jue poke out of the palm of his hand, infinitely magnified into the size of a hundred zhang, on which the purple gold light swirled, and there were purple arcs from time to time, crackling. With a grasp of the big hand, within a thousand feet, the menacing blood-colored light suddenly emptied, leaving only a devastated and ravine-filled land.

"Huh?!" Liu Yongchang showed a look of surprise, not because Huijue, who is also powerful, Huijue was able to block his casual blow, he was not surprised, and Zhuge Yun, this young man who was only sixteen years old, was originally an ant in his eyes, and actually survived 'accidentally'?!

But said that Zhuge Yun, seeing the blood light coming from the sky, Zhuge Yun instantly knew that he couldn't dodge, his arm was automatic, and his right hand instantly grabbed Mo Li's knife, the divine knife has a spirit, and the inner law is endless, feeling that the master is in danger, Mo Li recovers independently, and the three-foot blade rushes up with a monstrous light, canceling out all the blood light. At this point, Zhuge Yun once again went to the ghost gate without any surprise.

"It's interesting, just an ant actually has such a magic weapon, it's a bit of a chance. Liu Yongchang showed a hint of surprise, but he didn't pay too much attention, although Huijue ranked twenty-seventh in the world's god list, far inferior to him, but in the end it is also a pinnacle of power, absolutely not to be underestimated, once distracted, it will definitely encounter an accident.

Liu Yongchang's body moved, his feet stepped on the veins of mountains and rivers, his feet stepped on Tai Chi Yin and Yang, and the spear in his hand roared like a blood-colored demon dragon, and instantly danced out of a thousand dragon shadows, shooting towards Huijue.

Seeing this, Hui Jue's complexion changed slightly, and he let out a loud shout, like thunder, stepping on the mysteries, and his body was as elegant and agile as an immortal Buddha, not advancing but retreating, avoiding the blood-colored dragon shadow that rushed to the front.

At the same time, Hui Jue pinched the seal with one hand, and the enlarged purple palm grew larger again, becoming a five-fingered divine mountain with a radius of ten thousand zhang, blocking in front of him.

"Bang!bang!bang..."

The blood-colored dragon shadow was as fast as lightning, and the big purple hand was as majestic as a mountain, and the two collided, immediately bursting out with a dazzling light, and the continuous explosion sound was earth-shattering, making people deafening.

However, everything is not over, it can even be said that it has just begun, the next moment, Liu Yongchang and Huijue moved forward together, and in an instant, the aftermath of the explosion retreated, spreading in a ripple shape, and everywhere it passed, all the waste stones and charred corpse remnants turned into powder in silence.

The fist saw the blood, the palm to the flesh, the speed of the two was too fast, in an instant, they had collided hundreds of times, and every time they fought like a thunderbolt, a thunderbolt on a sunny day, it seemed to shake the earth for hundreds of miles.

At the same time, Zhuge Yun only felt that the pressure on his shoulders had increased greatly, as if he was in a deep quagmire, and he was a little unable to move, he was now more than ten miles away from the center of the battle, and there was Mo Lidao to protect him, even so, he was still under such pressure, it is conceivable that if other cultivators of the same realm were here, I am afraid that they would explode in the first time and die on the spot!

Zhuge Yun didn't dare to be careless, he ran the "Xuanqing Sutra" to bless his body, and silently used the "Dry Knife Flowing Moon Break" to activate Mo Lidao, intending to awaken the spirit in Mo Lidao's knife and offset the pressure.

Sure enough, under the blessing of the dry knife and the moon, Mo Lidao began to glow, a little bit of golden light, appeared on the blade, and then more and more, and finally, the entire knife body was shining, Zhuge Yun suddenly felt that the pressure was doubled, and his body had regained his freedom, he didn't dare to be careless, and immediately stepped on the wind and cloud footwork, and retreated quickly, a few ups and downs were dozens of miles away, and in the blink of an eye, it was a hundred miles later.

"I wanted to observe the powerful battle and gather the results of the battle, so as to help me understand the method of breaking the martial arts against the sky, but I didn't expect that the strength was too weak to observe the battle. Zhuge Yun said with regret.

After thinking about it, Zhuge Yun said: "Okay, even so, then I will leave Dajin and go to Daqin!

Zhuge Yun was not an indecisive person, he put Mo Li's knife back into the scabbard on his back, sat cross-legged on a clean rock, and after making sure that there was no one around, the "Xuanqing Sutra" suddenly operated, guiding the surrounding heaven and earth aura into his body to help him recover.

Liu Yongchang stood with a gun in his hand, only to see that the blood-colored spear was slowly dripping with a pale golden light, and Huijue's big hand that turned into a five-fingered divine mountain gradually became smaller, and the originally indestructible purple gold glove already had cracks and gun holes visible to the naked eye, and the dazzling blood water was oozing from above.

"Why?!" Hui Jue looked unwilling, although the two had fought for very little time, they had fought for thousands of rounds, and he was indeed at a disadvantage.

"I really don't know how you got into the world's god soldier list, and your actual combat experience is so insufficient! Turning your palm into a thousand zhang big, it seems to be powerful and amazing, and it is indestructible, but in our senior power realm existence, it is all flawed, even if the purple gold glove is solid and unbreakable? I launched dozens or hundreds of heavy attacks in the same place, how can it be defended?" Liu Yongchang, the Great Jin Spear God, laughed wildly, with a look of disdain and deep disdain.

"I see, the poor monk has been taught!Nan Wu Amitabha!" Glancing at the purple-gold gloves full of scars, a trace of flesh pain flashed in Huijue's eyes, and he said secretly: "The master said that I lack combat experience, and it is seriously insufficient, so it seems necessary for me to travel all over the world this time to prepare for the coming of the great calamity!"

"Stinky monk! Don't come to this set! Since you have been defeated, you will not retreat at this time, but when?" Liu Yongchang shouted, he was deeply injured because of his earlier response to the catastrophe, although he finally used the secret method, the blood sacrifice to Shennongguan, at the cost of the lives of 100,000 people and soldiers, sacrificed the sky, and survived, but if he continued to fight with this Shaolin strong hand Huijue, it would definitely not be good, and it might even tear internal injuries and destroy Daoji.

"Nan Wu Amitabha! As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Although the poor monk has been defeated! But the life grievances of these hundreds of thousands of Shennongguan people and soldiers cannot but be avenged, Liu Yongchang, the great Jin spear god! You have too much blood of the same kind on your hands, even if the blood of the poor monk is sprinkled on the spot today, you will have to pay for your blood debt and blood!" Hui Jue shouted, his words urged by the mana, so that they could be heard clearly thousands of miles away.

Huijue was originally a senior monk of Shaolin Temple, a dignified style, and a pure heart, so it is naturally impossible to let go of Liu Yongchang's demonic behavior, otherwise he will miss the Taoist heart, and it may be difficult to grow on the road of cultivation in the future.

"In that case, let you see it! My famous stunt - Blood Spear Eight Styles!" Liu Yongchang said slightly angrily, "Everything is your own doing!"

Liu Yongchang's body moved, the blood-colored spear in his hand danced wildly, evolving a blood-colored dragon of 3,000 zhang in size, the blood-colored demon dragon's fangs were like hooks, flashing with a cold light, and even his breath roared like this, as if summoned from hell, as soon as it appeared, it made the wind and clouds change, and the mountains and rivers were discolored.

"Turning the sky seal!" "Turning the sky seal!" In the face of the majestic blood-colored dragon, Hui Jue was not afraid, he pinched the fist mark in his hand, making the aura in the surrounding heaven and earth suddenly empty, and at the same time, a big fist mark appeared in front of Hui Jue, pale golden, transparent, and mysterious, with a faint chain of order mixed in it, and was pushed out by Hui Jue, pointing directly at the blood-colored demon dragon!

"One of the Shaolin Temple's stunts at the bottom of the box, turning the sky over!?" Liu Yongchang's face changed slightly, his expression changed, and he brought a trace of jealousy, "Hehe, I don't know that compared with the mountains and rivers of the Shangguan family of Daqi, it is a special loss?!"

Dajin Shaolin Temple has two kinds of exercises at the bottom of the box, one of which is the Yijin Sutra, the other is this overturned seal, it is said that once the overturning seal is cast, as long as the caster does not die, this overturning seal will become stronger and stronger, never stopping, this is a peerless attack that ignores the realm and ignores the talent, and can realize the legend of the ants cutting down the elephant.

"However, since you met me today, even if you are unlucky, no matter what, you will lose! And it will be a fiasco!!" Liu Yongchang's eyes widened and he couldn't stop laughing, his face became more and more hideous, and endless blood gathered into his pupils, and it could be seen that blood like ink flowed down the corners of his eyes.

In the next moment, the blood-colored demon dragon and the golden heaven-turning seal collided together, and in an instant, the light and flames filled the sky, destroying the sun, moon, mountains and rivers, and the loud noise shook the world, destroying a radius of thousands of miles.

(End of chapter)