A large mouthful of black blood sprayed on the guzheng, and the entire Yunmeng Realm was even a little unstable.

That gourd Daoist is not an easy person, he is a very prestigious existence in the three thousand Dao realms, a gourd inherits the world, no one knows where his teacher is, and what his feet are.

And the means are extremely ruthless, many big forces of the pride of the sky are planted in his hands, and he does not have the demeanor of his predecessors in his eyes.

There are still many forces in their hands to spread the secret method, all of which are obtained through various means, and each family is shouting at it, but its eyesight is unique, from not provoking the kind of existence that cannot be provoked, to now it is also a leisurely life, one person is full, the whole family is not hungry, and as for the three thousand names, I am afraid that it is also notorious......

However, the strength of one body is really strong, otherwise it would have hung up a long time ago, and under the pressure of this hand of Xingsha alone, few people can easily take it.

The Cloud Dream World trembled, and Mengzun roared, and the flames rolled in his eyes. The star-sand is divided into the sun, moon and stars in the Cloud Dream Realm, and the effect is remarkable.

But there were too many star sands, and in the blink of an eye, the sky dome of the Cloud Dream Realm was crowded with stars, as if it was about to crush the entire sky dome.

Not only that, but he also has to divide his experience to deal with Taishi, Dari Zhenjun, and Na Qingluan......

No matter how strong Mengzun is, he can't make ends meet at this moment, and his shriveled palm is fiercely buckled into the body of the piano, and he is still insisting.

At this moment, Qingluan struggled frantically in the hands of the blood armor figure, burning his blood armor as if it was about to die in the green flames.

However, at this moment, the eyes of the blood-armored giant suddenly burned like a blood-colored divine sun, and the majestic battle qi was as endless as a volcanic eruption.

"Huh...... The words have been released, and naturally it is ...... that it can't be defeated."

The blood-armored figure muttered to himself.

At this moment, Mengzun's eyes widened, staring intently at the blood-colored figure, the sentence just now was not controlled by him, you know, this is his own dream, how can it be uncontrollable, something unexpected happens?

But that's just the beginning.

I saw that the blood-colored figure looked down at Qingluan, who was struggling, and at this moment, under that scarlet gaze, Qingluan actually had a feeling of coldness through his body.

The big hand on its neck became more and more forceful, and it even had a feeling that its head would be taken off at any time, only to see the blood sword in its hand pointing at the sky, and then swung it fiercely.

The blood clouds above the sky were thick, the sound of thunder was loud, and the wind was howling, more like the contention of sword qi, and the endless blood-colored sword qi was dense, pouring down like a torrential rain, giving people a feeling of suffocation.

"Puff puff ......"

It was the sound of sword qi piercing flesh and blood, Ren Qingluan's feathers were tough, but he still couldn't stop the piercing of blood-colored sword qi, and one after another blood-colored sword qi stabbed into Qingluan's body like a spear.

The miserable howl echoed, the cyan blood beads splashed, and the field was full of smoke and dust, only to see that Qingluan at this moment was naturally stabbed into a hedgehog-like existence by countless blood-red sword qi, lying on the ground, extremely weak, and let its green flames be fierce. I still can't burn this inextinguishable fighting spirit, I am undefeated, and my fighting spirit is endless!

The cyan blood gathered on the ground into a sea, and in addition to weakness in Qingluan's eyes, there was also a lingering fear, and he said hoarsely: "You...... Who is ......?"

It was almost certain that it was not Mengzun's doing, and he smelled a smell that made him tremble above the blood-colored figure.

However, the Blood-Armored figure did not answer the question. The blood sword in his hand stabbed towards Qingluan's head mercilessly.

"Qiang ......"

It was the sound of the blood sword piercing the skull, and the blood sword pierced through Qingluan's skull, and was brutally nailed to the ground, and finally stopped struggling.

However, Mengzun's face was extremely pale at the moment, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he felt that his spiritual power was about to dry up, this blood-colored figure was like an evil spirit, frantically extracting Mengzun's spiritual power, after all, in the Yunmeng world, everything is based on Mengzun's spiritual power.

"Hell, how could this be?" Mengzun gasped, his face was weak, this blood-armored figure was beyond his control at this moment, and now it was not himself who controlled the movements of the blood-armored figure, but another huge will. This will was so huge that it made Mengzun tremble.

You know, I still specialize in cultivating this, but now I am being compared......? What's going on? Could it be......

But at this moment, because of the inability to follow, Mengzun directly let the Great Sun True Monarch get out of the Xuan Ice, and a round of purple sun steamed up again.

And rushed towards the outside of the Yunmeng realm with all his might, the Great Ri Zhenjun who suffered a loss didn't want to stay in the Yunmeng realm for another second, and after going out, there was a way to brew it......

However, the blood-colored figure didn't give it any chance, opened its mouth, turned into a kun mouth, and inhaled violently.

The terrifying suction power emanated, and the purple sun was violently slammed into the void, and the endless purple gas melted out of the great sun. Turned into a torrent and swallowed up in the belly.

The scorching purple qi did not cause half of the damage to it, and the purple divine yang of that round became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into nothingness.

Dari Zhenjun was distressed, it was the purple qi that he had accumulated all his life, and he was swallowed up like this, and he came out of the Cloud Dream Realm alone......

I saw that the blood-armored figure was surrounded by a raging purple flame, and the scorching temperature turned the Cloud Dream Realm into a sea of fire purgatory.

At this moment, Mengzun vomited blood, felt that his body was hollowed out, and the world in his eyes was even blurred, he forcibly endured the feeling of dizziness, stared at Daoyi, gritted his teeth and said: "How can this be, three hundred years, are you still in Kunlun?"

He searched everywhere, but found nothing.

It's a pity that no one responded to him, only to see the blood-colored figure still not stopping, taking a step forward, only to see his scarlet eyes as deep as the sea, looking at the finless kunyu. Said lightly: "Go back......"

Your path is over, I'll walk for you! Your wings are on me......

At this moment, the finless kunyu suddenly paused its huge body, and its dark eyes took a deep look at the blood-colored figure, and there was too much in that gaze. Eventually, it slowly dissipated.

At the bottom of the sea, the Taishi held the Kunpeng Nest in his hand, his eyes were about to split, and he said with great hatred: "How can this be? How can it be so? Are you forcing me to go on the road? I am unwilling! I am unwilling!"

It's a pity that the finless skunfish dissipated into nothingness without the control of the Taishi after all.

At this moment, the blood-colored figure looked up at the sky, grabbed it with one hand, and the endless immortal light gathered in his hand and turned into a fairy sword.

"Boom!"

With a loud sword roar, the whole world became white, under this sword, the whole Kunlun seemed to be cut open, the world in the eyes was black and white, and a sense of despair was like a flood bursting the embankment, out of control.

The long river of stars and sand was extinguished layer by layer, the sun, moon and stars all turned into nothingness, a sword light chilled the starry sky, and the cyan gourd was directly turned into two halves by the sword light, becoming two big gourd scoops......

This sword is so familiar, three hundred years ago, someone also cut such a stunning sword, but he disappeared, this time, it is a hundred years......