Cultivating True Blood Shadow Chapter 800: The Power of Survival

There is a belief that is stronger than all forces, and there is a kind of struggle, which is unhindered by all obstacles in the world! This belief is called survival! This struggle is called survival! Before the gallop of Bai Yilu prison, these monks gained the hope of survival, and rushed in at this moment, but they struggled for survival! Like butterflies breaking out of their cocoons, at this moment, the belief of either life or survival, the struggle for survival, made these monks who rushed into it at the moment when the curtain was broken, one by one, go crazy.

Winning the monk, dare to glare at the people of the Yang Realm, dare to take the initiative, as if forgetting the unbridgeable gap between them, forgetting how he would grovel and respect himself if he was in the outside world, or before the immortal world collapsed.

All this, in the face of survival, all collapsed and collapsed.

If it's a supreme monk, that's not enough, but if it's ten, twenty, fifty, one hundred...... It wasn't that it was insignificant, but a terrifying force that could terrify the Yang Shi cultivators.

Although, for Yang Shi Cultivators, it was not difficult to slaughter these hundreds of Champion Monks! But this power is momentum! In the face of the rainbow-like momentum of many monks, the faces of the seven Thunder Immortal Hall envoys outside the teleportation array here changed drastically.

Especially among the hundreds of crazy Champion Monks, there are also several red-eyed Yin Void Monks, their strength is far from comparable to that of Champion Monks, and they are crazy at the moment, and they are extremely amazing under the drive.

If these things are still just to make the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall change color, then among the hundreds of monks, there are still two Yang Shi monks. These two people hid very deeply, and at this moment, when they rushed into the light curtain, they immediately burst out of cultivation, and their appearance. In the eyes of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, he was already frightened.

However, compared to these, it was Wang Lin who really made these Thunder Immortal Hall envoys gasp! But in Wang Lin's body, these Thunder Immortal Hall envoys could feel a strong evil aura, which was obviously formed after slaughtering many people of the same rank.

Especially the crazy monks around them, even at this moment, they were still in awe when they looked at Wang Lin, this kind of gaze, Wen Ding, Yin Xu, and even the two Yang Cultivators, were all the same.

This scene made the seven Thunder Immortal Hall envoys outside the formation here tremble! "Kill!" One of the monks who rushed in let out a loud roar, as if it ignited the heavens and the earth in an instant, and all the monks rushed out.

Kill and kill! Countless treasures are permeated, and the fragments where the thousand-zhang teleportation array is located, at this moment, are completely covered by the light of the treasure and the shine of the supernatural power.

The frenzied attack erupted in a state of uncontrollable form.

"Kill!" A winning monk, controlling hundreds of flying swords, his face was hideous, and he rushed towards a Thunder Immortal Hall envoy without hesitation. With one finger, the flying sword suddenly roared, and with a sharp voice, it went straight to the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace.

Beside him, there were fourteen or fifteen monks who had won the championship, their eyes red with each other. Unleash a crazy attack of supernatural powers.

On the other side, under the leadership of a Yin Void Monk, he was followed by six or seven Champion Monks, as if fused together, forming a fierce attack, and went straight to the Thunder Immortal Hall Envoy in front of him, "Kill!"

On the other side, the two Yang Shi monks scattered, each facing the last envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, and without thinking, they displayed their Yuan Li Divine Power. Behind them, more than a dozen champions-monks helped. The treasure power is like rain, and it is crazy to vent out.

"Kill!"

Xi Zifeng, under the leadership of two Yin Void monks, and a group of monks who won the championship. Went straight to another Thunder Immortal Hall envoy, the power of the fierce treasure, the terrifying supernatural power, at this moment, burst out.

The rest of the monks were even divided into two parts, and rushed straight to the envoys of the Thunder Immortal Hall outside the last two formations, with that tragic momentum. Ruhong's killing machine seemed to form a storm! The storm of tea birth! At this moment, no one cared that the identity of the person facing was the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, at this moment, it didn't matter who you were, even if it was the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace! The majesty of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace. In front of everyone who is struggling to survive, at this moment, it is nothing! It has no effect! If I am hindered from surviving, I will be killed! Immortals block and kill immortals, and demons block and kill demons! All the monks seem to be crazy! A messenger from the Thunder Immortal Hall pressed the eyebrows of the monks who rushed to kill. The monk's body immediately trembled, his body collapsed, and the primordial spirit immediately dissipated, but in a moment before he died, he still rushed out and bit the arm of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, and the red light of his eyes made the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall feel shocked, although the bite was only a collapsing head.

"Kill!"

Another envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall next to him, with both hands, pinched the whole chapter of the Yuan car under the year, and suddenly released it outward, using this simplest Yuan power, it formed a large collapse, and in an instant, many monks outside his body. All the mouths spurted blood, and no one retreated under the malaise, and continued to rush out with struggle.

There were even some monks who were seriously injured in the collapse, and they simply approached. Resolutely self-detonated, forming a loud rumbling sound that echoed through the heavens and the earth.

"Kill!" shouted one after another. Merged with each other, forming a big wave, roaring across the world, at this moment, this sound, getting louder and more amazing.

The murderous attempt to survive seemed to have turned into substance, integrated into the hearts of every monk, like faith, a complete explosion.

This recklessness shocked not only the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, but also Wang Lin.

Wang Lin took a deep breath, at this moment, he also had a belief in his heart, he rushed out between steps, his figure was like lightning, and when he rushed out, he came to the side of a messenger of the Thunder Immortal Palace, and his right hand and two fingers formed a sword, and when he raised it, he cut everything. Wang Lin's shot made the monks here immediately burst out with a stronger momentum, which became higher and higher, and in the end. It has almost reached its peak, and in the roar of murderous machines, it is like the waves of the sea, which is extremely amazing.

In a flash, it fell directly, and the face of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall of the Yang Realm changed instantly, and he retreated without hesitation, and immediately countless thunder balls condensed in front of him under the pinching of his hands, and quickly flew towards Wang Lin.

The thunderous sound of the cockroach reverberate, and with the majestic Yuan Force, it went straight to Wang Lin.

It's just that the moment these thunderballs flew away, they collided head-on with the power of the Luo Jue, and they collapsed one by one in an instant. Wang Lin's eyes flickered with coldness, and his body stepped forward.

The envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall retreated again, opened his mouth and spewed out a gray mist, and as soon as this mist appeared, it immediately turned into a big hand and grabbed Wang Lin who was chasing after him.

But, just, check this moment. I saw a silver light not far away, flashing at a speed faster than lightning. At the moment when the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall had just spewed out the mist, the expression of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, which was directly close to him, changed drastically, and he wanted to dodge but it was too late, and at the moment of crisis, the whole body's Yuan Force suddenly dispersed, forming a storm to try to disperse the people who attacked him.

But, the silver light was too fast. Almost at the moment when the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall spread out the Yuan power, the silver light flashed, directly penetrating the chest of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace.

The envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall spewed out a mouthful of blood, and his body couldn't help but take a few steps forward, at this moment, Wang Lin's eyes flashed with coldness, and instead of looking at the big hand of gray mist that was rushing in, he turned his right hand forward, and immediately a purple thunder roared out of his hand.

In an instant, it fell on the eyebrows of the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace, and this person's body trembled, and he perished together with his primordial spirit! At this moment, the silver light flashed, turning into a thin middle-aged man, this person was impressive, and he was hidden before. He was one of the two Yang Shi monks who remained on the fragments of Baizhang.

He dragged his fist at Wang Lin. There was respect in his eyes, and in a flash, he went to help others.

Wang Lin nodded slightly. He had already seen the cultivation of these two people before, but since the other party had paid the immortal jade, he didn't break it. Let it stay.

Killing a Thunder Immortal Hall envoy, this scene was immediately noticed by all the monks, and in an instant, their momentum skyrocketed! "Let way!" Wang Lin shook his body and came to the second Thunder Immortal Hall envoy, and under the operation of the Yuan Force, he turned into a finger and suddenly pressed out.

The envoy of the Thunder Immortal Palace's face turned pale, and he didn't fight back, but immediately retreated. He wasn't the only one who retreated. At this moment, the remaining few Thunder Immortal Hall envoys all retreated.

As they stepped back. I saw a flash of silver light, and the silver light crossed in front of one of them when he stepped back, bringing up a large piece of blood, and the envoy of the Thunder Immortal Hall had a murderous flash in his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "Chasing souls!"

Immediately, the blood sprayed in mid-air wriggled, and in an instant, it turned into a blood-colored long sword, turned into an illusory state, and went straight to the silver light.

Wang Lin stepped out in one step, and at the moment when the blood sword was close to the silver light, he pinched it, and the yuan power of his whole body turned, and immediately the blood sword turned into bursts of red mist and dissipated.

When he let go, Wang Lin turned his head, stared at the six Thunder Immortal Hall envoys who had retreated to the edge of the formation, and said in a deep voice: "Give way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Give way!!" After Wang Lin spoke, the monks around him roared almost at the same time, and they immediately mixed together, forming an unimaginable sound of heaven and earth.

This sound is the cry of survival, the roar of survival, extremely violent, reverberating as if the earth is trembling, but also forming a sonic boom, rumbling like a monstrous wave, with the momentum of ten thousand jun, suddenly descending.

"Give way !!"

At this moment, the teleportation array behind the six Thunder Immortal Hall envoys suddenly flickered, and several Thunder Immortal Hall envoys inside were wrapped in Zhankong Lie, and in the process of opening the array, they looked at the curtain in shock.

The array opened, and they didn't go out, but the scene in front of them was something they would never forget.

Gradually, their figures distorted, eventually turning into a pillar of light, soaring into the sky and vanishing

Immortal rebellion, 800 chapters! The closure is over, and it breaks out continuously. It's really tiring, and everyone should know that it takes a lot of time to revise it after writing. Sometimes, it takes longer to revise than to write.

There are many friends who also know this habit of the root of the ear, and often persuade me that I don't need to modify it, just send it directly, so that I am not tired.

But from beginning to end, it can even be said that from the first word of immortal rebellion, this habit Ergen has been persevering, because Ergen cares about his own articles very much, and is very responsible for the readers to the point that even if he is tired, he must do so! In this way, it is difficult to improve the speed, and every time he finishes writing, his mind is empty, and he can't slow down for half a day.

I'm not afraid of everyone's jokes, every time it breaks out, for Ergen, it's a challenge to physical strength and brainpower, Ergen is not young anymore, and sometimes I really feel unbearable.

I always think about taking a day off. Just take a day off, but every time, I gritted my teeth and insisted, to do it, as long as people don't fall, they will never keep changing! These are recognition for the root of the ear, and it is a source of happiness that can make you smile when you are tired!