Chapter 407: Wind and Dust Two Xie Bai Jun River
Although it feels a little troublesome, it is not so bad that the wind and dust will be helpless.
Seeing that the seal of the blood plum was about to be pressed down on the head, the blood plum shouted angrily again.
"A brace. ”
Suddenly, the five-petal blood plum shook again, and it actually regenerated one on it, and Feng Chen only felt that the pressure on his body was even worse.
"It's quite cautious, and he deserves to be a strong man who is proficient in assassination. ”
Fengchen muttered to himself, but he was still unmoved, but at the moment when the blood plum was at the top, a gray sword instantly tore through the void and left.
"Boom. ”
The smoke and dust are like the sea, the huge waves are monstrous, if the thunder explodes, and it is like the earth dragon turning over, half of the houses in the big black city are toppling, if you look down from a high place, you can see that two plum blossoms, one big and one small, bloom on the earth.
"Good guy, it is worthy of a major overhaul in the late stage of the Tribulation, although it is only a small realm, this strength is simply not the same as the middle stage of the Tribulation. ”
Fengchen patted his chest, looking like he had palpitations. It is indeed thrilling, if it weren't for the alternative use of the Golden Light Blade learned from Zhang Daocheng, it would never be so easy for him to deal with this brace.
"What?"
Xuemei turned around abruptly, looking at the traces of wind and dust not far behind her, and a storm broke in her heart.
"I dodged it. ”
And he also appeared silently behind him, if it wasn't for the other party taking the initiative to speak, he wouldn't have noticed.
"If you don't use corpse soldiers, I'm afraid it's hard to deal with this guy. Especially since he can't use the earth's evil qi, his supernatural power has gone at least one-third. ”
While Xuemei was shocked, Fengchen was also thinking about how to solve the great enemy in front of him.
Although those who are stronger than Blood Plum have seen a few people before, and they have also seen the true immortal fall in front of them, but it is really their turn to face a late-stage overhaul alone. Especially when it was a life-and-death struggle, Fengchen really felt difficult.
The divine sense glanced at the battle situation on Zhang Yeyun's side, although the Qingxuan puppet guards were extraordinary, each of them was equivalent to the mid-tribulation combat power, but in the face of Zhang Yeyun and several others, they were also at an absolute disadvantage, after all, this was a half-step Mahayana old guy.
Although the psychology is a little distorted and perverted, the strength should not be underestimated, otherwise there would not be a strong person like Xuemei.
Seeing that his side was in a stalemate, Qingxuan Puppet Wei saw that he couldn't support it, but the wind and dust calmed down.
"It seems that we can only use corpse soldiers, and it's time to take out the hole cards that have been hidden for so long. ”
At this moment, half of the sky outside the black city suddenly turned blood-colored in an instant, and at the same time, a breath that made everyone's hearts palpitate also came from there. Just the breath is like the wrath of the heavens, and it is like the punishment of the gods. Everyone's bodies stiffened a little.
Suddenly, I saw that the sky full of blood converged into a thousand-mile giant sword, and stabbed straight down, but there was nothing below, only a dry claw like a withered branch stretched out, and the blood sword shattered inch by inch. Turned into a mist of blood and drifted away again.
Even though they are thousands of miles away, under this collision, everyone has a feeling of being like duckweed.
Even Zhang Yeyun, a half-step Mahayana powerhouse, stiffened his head and stared at the place where the great war broke out.
"This is the real Mahayana battle. When did the black city come to such a strong man? Zhang Yeyun's heart was shocked.
The rest of the people were even more terrified in their hearts, in front of such a strong person, their proud Tribulation Cultivation looked so pitiful.
Only Feng Chen's eyes were round, and his eyes were about to split, who else could the collapsed blood sword be if it was not Blood Ling'er? And that palpitating breath, it was definitely beyond the Mahayana existence, he guessed right, there was indeed a fairy alien race here.
"Ling'er!"
Fengchen roared angrily, and didn't care about anything else, so he rushed towards the place where the big battle took place.
"Hmph, want to escape?" Zhang Yeyun sneered when he saw Fengchen's actions, and his face was crazy.
"Even if the sky falls today, I will condemn your blood. With such a vigorous blood of the Tribulation, your origin will definitely help me truly break through the Mahayana. ”
With one palm, he lined up the two Qingxuan puppet guards in front of him, Zhang Yeyun grabbed Fengchen with a cruel smile, but it was at this moment that he really showed his strength. The two Qingxuan puppet guards couldn't even stop him for a moment.
At the same time, Xuemei also shot again, and the Blood Spring Gun was withdrawn, and it was about to block the way forward of Fengchen.
"Get the. ”
Blood Ling'er was in distress, where could Feng Chen calm down, with a loud bang, a Qingxuan puppet guard was directly regarded as a disposable forbidden weapon by him, and it was directly detonated.
The massive amount of spiritual energy stored by the Qingxuan Puppet Guard was instantly detonated, and its power was even more powerful than the self-detonation of the Crossing Tribulation powerhouse. Zhang Yeyun was also discolored, and he didn't dare to take his edge.
The road ahead is unimpeded, and the wind and dust are gone. Looking at its direction, it is exactly where the Great War took place.
Although Zhang Yeyun was crazy, he didn't dare to follow and approach the battlefield when he saw this. It's just that although he didn't follow, he didn't leave, looking at the place of the big battle, his eyes flashed. I don't know what I'm planning.
But at this moment, he suddenly found that a blood shadow rushed in this direction.
"This?" Zhang Yeyun was first shocked, and then overjoyed, a Mahayana monk whose breath was weakened, apparently seriously injured. What could be a greater chance?
"Haha, God help me. Blood Plum helps me. Zhang Yeyun shouted, and the soul banner in his palm was sacrificed, and it grew in the wind, and in an instant, it had already covered half of the sky, stopping in front of the blood shadow.
At the same time, the blood plum is also wielding a spear, and the plum blossoms are blooming all over the sky. turned into a net that covered the sky, and blocked in front of the blood shadow with Zhang Yeyun. It is bound to stop this seriously injured Mahayana powerhouse.
But this figure didn't seem to notice the two of them, ignoring the spirit banner and the plum blossom skynet, and rushed in.
In an instant, the soul sail was wrapped, and the blood plum was surrounded. A perfect operation seems to have been very successful.
"Congratulations father. ”
"Congratulations to the master, you have successfully hunted the Mahayana powerhouse. ”
Several people present stepped forward to drink.
But gradually, they found that Zhang Yeyun's face was a little wrong, and it could even be said that it was a little terrifying, full of gloom, and the next moment a mouthful of black blood stood out, which made them even more silent.
"Damn little brute. ”
Zhang Yeyun gritted his teeth, it turned out that the blood shadow was not a Mahayana powerhouse, but a Qingxuan puppet guard, after he wrapped it with a soul flag, the Qingxuan puppet guard instantly exploded, and ate this blow with the natal magic weapon of life cultivation.
Even if Zhang Yeyun's cultivation is profound, it is not comfortable, and the soul flags are seriously damaged.
But before he could breathe his breath, he suddenly looked frightened and horrified.
I saw a dry skinny claw that covered the sky and the sun falling from the sky, enveloping the entire black city.
"This, this, this is by no means the power of the Mahayana period. This was Zhang Yeyun's last thought.
"Boom. ”
After a loud bang, the sky-covering bone claw dissipated, and with it, the black city that had stood here for tens of thousands of years and was once very prosperous.
And I heard the storyteller say that one day a claw fell from the sky......
......
"Ling'er, Ling'er, how are you, don't scare me. ”
In the jade pendant space that turned into a grain of dust, Fengchen hugged the pale and haggard Blood Ling'er, and his eyes were red.
In the perception of wind and dust, the vitality of the blood spirit at this moment is like a fragile flame, although it is possible to extinguish.
A hideous crack on his chest was so glaring, transparent from front to back, penetrating the entire chest. Black blood kept flowing out, and all the methods were tried, but it was still useless. Fengchen can only gamble with his hands, hoping to play a little role.
Don't let these black blood take away the already fragile and pitiful vitality of the blood spirit little by little.
"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have taken you out of the Demon Jungle. ”
Fengchen howled and cried like a child, watching the vitality of Blood Ling'er drain away little by little, but he didn't have the slightest solution. I have never felt so helpless, so incompetent, and at the same time I feel endless regret and self-blame.
If it weren't for him leaving the Demon Jungle with Blood Spirit, if he hadn't asked Blood Spirit'er to follow that Jia Dafu, how could this be. Blood Ling'er has lived in the Demon Jungle for four hundred years and is fine, but after only being with him, he has encountered life and death crises twice.
"You're crying. ”
Listening to Xue Ling'er's murmuring, it seemed that she wanted to pull out a smile, but when she opened her mouth, black blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.
"Don't cry, don't shed tears for me. ”
"It's just that I can't accompany you in the future. ”
Blood Ling'er stretched out her hand, but she didn't even have the strength to stretch out.
"Don't say it, don't say anything, you have to accompany me, you are not allowed to leave. ”
"Boy, there's no time for you to be sentimental now, hurry up and find a way to lock the vitality of Ling'er girl, maybe there is still salvation. The curse spoke anxiously, giving Fengchen hope at once.
"Ahem, it's useless, his immortal power can't be removed at all. Blood Ling'er whispered.
"You're going to be fine by yourself in the future. ”
"Okay, you ghost, how could I be okay without you. Wind and dust roared.
"Curse, is there any way to lock up life?"
"The remaining immortal power of the alien race will definitely not be able to get rid of it with your current cultivation, you can only find a way to replenish your vitality, at least at the same rate as the passing speed. ”
When Fengchen heard this, he immediately locked his eyes on the last leaf left in the Nine Dead Soul Restoration Grass.
"Not enough, it's not enough at all. Curse shook his head.
"Although the Nine Dead Soul Restoration Grass is extraordinary, it has never been consummated after all, and it can't compete with immortal power at all. ”
"In the past two days, I have participated in the Thunder Emperor's decision, which records a secret method that is extremely vicious. When this dilemma can be solved. ”
"What secret method? I don't care, as long as I can save Ling'er. Fengchen didn't hesitate at all.
"But killing, everything in heaven and earth has vitality, the anti-yuan evil star technique, can take the vitality of all living beings for their own use, there are many evil sect exercises like this, but the reverse yuan evil star technique can also be purified while absorbing vitality, turning into the most original vitality. ”
"Give me the cultivation method. Fengchen's tone was cold.
"I have never been a saint, and even if the world dies, it is not as important as the life of a person beside me. Looking at the blood spirit who had fallen into a coma, the wind and dust flashed softly.