At this time, the Yin and Yang Dharma King was furious, eager to eat Jiang Ping's flesh and blood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It turned out that the wounded sword intent on the face of the Yin Yang Dharma King was expelled by him with his true immortal divine intent all the time.

But the power of three lives has always been as tough as silk and never dies.

You must know that at that time, Umo also used the true immortal divine will to help the princess of the Asura clan expel the blood charm.

But what the result is, it is only able to stop the spread of the power of three lives.

"Jiang Ping. ”

The words of the Yin and Yang Dharma King's resentful woman, like whispering in the ear, made the scalp tingle and shudder.

The Thousand-Faced Heavenly Demon is also related at this time.

Although he had long known that every Huangquan Festival envoy of the Yin Division, as long as he held the Sansheng Sanye Sword in his hand, he was in the Netherworld, it was not easy to deal with.

But I don't want his people to be so cunning, and if he doesn't notice it, he will make the incarnation of the Yin and Yang Dharma King suffer a big loss.

It seems that both of them are underestimated.

I just want to preserve my strength and be safe. But I don't want to lose my face as a true immortal powerhouse today.

"Ahem, Yin Yang Shemale, you also have today. ”

Jiang Ping coughed heavily, and with each cough, he had to bring out a thick cloud of black blood. That was the origin of his soul body.

Although Jiang Ping was in pain and sadness, his tone was extremely happy.

What about the immortal true immortal, he was hit by Jiang's three lives, three leaves and one sword, and the power of these three lives is enough for you to drink a pot.

"Old man Jiang Ping, you won't have another chance. ”

Gnashing of teeth, pain in skin cutting.

The Yin Yang Dharma King had a resentful face, a gloomy and charming face, and greeted the Thousand-Faced Heavenly Demon with divine thoughts, and then went to Jiang Ping.

Today, even if you fight to abolish this true immortal incarnation, you will also have to break Jiang Ping's old puppet into pieces.

Not to mention this, Jiang Ping will be defeated in an instant.

Mangxu Mountain.

Rainy and bloody, heavy and deep on the battlefield.

A blood-colored cloak, shuttling back and forth.

Everywhere I passed, there was a bloody rain all the way.

The palm prints are like mountains and rivers overturned, and the blood Bodhi is like pearls.

Bodhi is compassionate, what is the blood today?

The blood-colored Bodhi is exactly where the blood essence of the blood sea Shura is located in his life.

The killing is astonishing, the sins are monstrous, but the name is Bodhi.

Bodhi is also the original mind.

Blood Bodhi is sarcasm, or a person who has a clear mind.

No matter how many sins there are, if they put down the butcher knife, they can wash away the bloody hands and the sins of their lives. Establish Bodhi and achieve the supreme Buddha.

Well, that's even more ironic.

Lu Bei didn't know what kind of profound meaning it contained, and he didn't have the time to explore one or two.

In the vast rain, Lu Bei just stepped on the lotus and stood in the void.

The blood-colored body was windless and automatic, and his expression was extremely stunned...... Throughout, killing has never been a pleasant thing.

Raising flowers, walking dogs, cultivating the Tao, refining treasures...... He actually wanted to.

However, heaven and earth are like cages, and everyone seeks transcendence.

These can only be unattainable dreams.

He didn't have the heart to think about these useless things, but the color of disappointment in those demonic eyes became more and more intense.

Gain, the three-trick blood Bodhi who gathered the essence of Shura's lifetime blood element, had almost no effect on the true body of Shura that he had cultivated.

He must hunt the Great Shura.

The Great Shura is a figure comparable to the realm of the Earth Immortals.

At this time, the second realm of Shura's true body, which was comparable to the combat power of the Earth Immortals, no longer needed to fight hard, and he could use the twenty-seven unexpected [Demon Devouring] Blood Seal Divine Powers to kill him strongly.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei turned into a red streamer and fled towards a battlefield where nearly 10,000 people were killed.

But he said, "That battlefield."

At this time, Xu Gao was holding the Yanyue Long Knife, his expression was indifferent, and he was not afraid in the face of the siege of the four Earth Immortal-level Great Shura.

There are also two black-clothed great Shura under the dozens of Shura blood clan subordinates, with a cruel and bloody smile on their ugly faces, while commanding their blood clan to kill the Yin Si ghost army, while secretly staring at Xu Gao with a red divine thought, which can be described as a tiger's eye.

Suddenly, the Yanyue Long Knife, with the momentum of breaking through the void and slashing the void, slashed at the four earth-immortal-level black-clothed Great Shura.

Looking at the fierce posture of killing with one blow, Xu Gao is ...... Do you have any plans to complete the battle?

"Hubris. ”

"How daring. ”

"Thieves.

......

Roars rang out one after another on the noisy battlefield.

It was the four Great Shura who saw Xu Gao's big move, completely underestimating themselves and his party, and they were ashamed and angry, and let out a cold snort.

Ding Ding ...... Bells.

Like the light of the moon knife shaved away, sparks splashed everywhere.

It is the dull or crisp sound that comes out after the weapons collide.

Before waiting for the four Great Shura to be pleasantly surprised, they were proud that they had joined forces to block the attack of a soldier and horse envoy comparable to the Immortal Realm.

A miserable scream sounded, but it was one of the black-clothed Great Shura, with a big head, rising into the sky, and blood mist splashed everywhere, like clouds.

But it was the Yanyue long knife in Xu Gao's hand, and at some point, it staggered with the figure of a ghost and five blood clans.

Suddenly, he slanted upward, and between the lightning and flint, he killed a great Shura.

The Yanyue long knife in Xu Gao's hand was made of cold ice star meteorite, five feet eight inches long, like a water-washed blade, one foot six inches wide.

The sword light is like the stars and the moon, shining brightly.

The blade is like a spirit feather, light and nothing.

There is a faint evil aura on it, and I don't know how much blood Shura blood has been drunk.

Now, with the addition of the bloody aura of an earth immortal-level great asura, the blade is even more sensitive, and the eyes are shining.

"Haha, happy. ”

Xu Gao was in the void, the matchless sword light shattered the rain flowers, and shouted loudly, with a very comfortable meaning.

All of a sudden, nearly 10,000 ghost troops clamored in unison, and their morale was greatly shaken.

The black tiger, which was intertwined with ghost qi and military energy, formed and solidified in the air, and then became hundreds of zhang larger, wrapped in rain and mist.

The tiger's eyes were vicious, and the tiger's claws fiercely slaughtered towards the side of the sea of blood.

Everywhere he passed, all the Yin Si ghost army swept by him, the swords, guns, halberds in his hand, slashed and slashed, all of them shot faster.

The fluffy blood mist rose, this was an ordinary blood clan, and the ceremonial flowers were blooming before the death knell rang.

Gorgeous, stunning...... Killing is an art.

The benefits of the Netherworld's home field are more than a lie.

At this time, in the rain, a blood-colored streamer happened to come to the battlefield.

Above the black lotus, a tall figure, like pine and bamboo tough.

This person's gaze was cold, and the corners of his lips under his pale face were tightly pursed.

He didn't say a word, just stood with his palms up, and flipped abruptly.

The palm of the five fingers, the river of blood is rolling, and the palm prints are as heavy as mountains, covering the sky.

Hit the two black-clothed big Shura who were sneering and watching the battle.

"What people. ”

The two black-clothed Great Shura, seeing this palm print at this time, the weather is extraordinary. Above the ugly face is a great change, and he roars again and again.

But he didn't even dare to block it at all, so he turned into two blood-colored streamers and fled to the side.

The rumbling sound is endless.

The blood mist burst open, and severed limbs flew sideways.

It was the dozens of people under the cover of the palm print, some of them who couldn't dodge, or had the courage to flesh and blood, and wanted to split the corpse of the palm print.

The bubbling blood springs all poured towards the black lotus at the foot of Lu Bei, and finally turned into crystal clear blood Bodhi.

After Lu Bei took it, he frantically refined in the spiritual aperture space.

The blood is crystal long, and it continues to expand and thicken.

Some of them split into bubbles, but as before, they were crushed without taking shape.

Not enough, still not enough.

Lu Bei sighed helplessly, and he was not disappointed that the two black-clothed Great Shura, who were comparable to the Earth Immortal Realm, were able to dodge his thunderous blow full of twenty-seven [Devouring Demon] seals.

If you can't do it in one hit, you can do it in ten hits.

Twenty-seven palm prints, which cannot be killed. That's thirty-six, forty-five......

Even if the flesh and blood around him are shattered like rain and the pain enters the spiritual marrow, so what.

is not allowed to be immortal, he Lu Bei would rather not.