Home help, subscribe, subscribe. The blood waves that are thousands of meters high have not fallen. The kilometer-long golden sè knife, the dense green sè thunder like a rainstorm has been caused!

Two loud thunderbolts in a row. It almost shook the whole of the earth. The sea of blood within a radius of sixty miles soared violently into the sky at the same time!

Shining, hot, whistling.

The majesty is like turning the sea upside down, which makes people not look up!

The brightest light. So that most of the monks even covered their eyes with their hands.

Quite a few people are so nervous that they can't even breathe!

This is the sea of blood of the Abyss Hell!

"Old money..."

"Adult"

Soft-shelled turtles, Stone, Big Head, Benn, and Tao Jinzhang and others shouted almost at the same time!

The voice was as sad and angry as a melting pot. The picture is bleak and bleak.

He was incompetent, and he even used this kind of play to end up together!

Shame, grief, and worry. At the same time, it was manifested on the faces of the surviving monks of the soft-shelled turtle table and the Peach Blossom Valley.

Only Tao Jian, his brows furrowed, as if worried, but there was a complex light in his eyes.

The fierce power has not yet subsided,

In the tsunami-like sea of blood in a hurricane, there is a thick black shadow that cannot be dissolved, and in the illusory fluctuations, it seems to be regrouped by countless black peony petals, gradually writhing and struggling, forming a clear human form.

The hurricane blew away the black fog and the smell of blood in the air that was so fishy that it could not bloom, and Qian Xing clenched his hands into fists and suddenly appeared.

A black peony flower, impressively held in his right hand.

The center of the black sè peony flower. Originally, it was the place where the stamen was located.

There is a proportionally shrunken miniature Qian Xing, who was originally sitting upright, but at this moment, Xuan, is twisting violently, curling up his hands and feet, and acting mechanically.

The fissure spread from the small person's skull to the lower body, and exploded into a pile of fragments.

The originally beautiful and vivid black peony flowers, at this moment, suddenly lost their sè, and then began to wither and wither.

The flower of substitution for death, Yuheng Black Peony, which was coveted by countless monks, turned into a bunch of ordinary petals in the end.

In the air, a black and purple flame was burning, but inside the black and purple flame, layers of blood light swayed.

The black-purple flame gradually extinguished.

Revealing a blood-red body. However, the human form has been mutilated in many parts of the body, just like a person who has been recorded. And then it was trampled by a herd of wild bison!

This mutilated, skin-recording man. After extinguishing the burning hellfire on his body, it took a lot of effort to twist his neck and look in the direction of Qian Xing, who was reborn in the black mist, his body was trembling violently, as if he had been immersed in the cold pool of ice water for 10,000 years.

Two tattered lips trembled, "You're ruthless!"

In the two pairs of ruby-like eyes, looking at Qian Xing, it was indescribable hatred!

Qian Xing's face was also pale.

The armor of the whole body has completely disappeared, and there is only a robe composed of various petals on the body, "Yuheng Black Peony can die for Qian Xing, but he can't die for his armor, so when he is reborn from the black mist, Qian Xing can be said to be naked."

"Hey, each other, each other. You killed 20,000 people in one pit, and I am not as good as you.

Qian Xing raised his hand, and the withered petals in his hand flew away.

This is the illusion he casts after imitating the use of Yuheng Black Peony.

Although Yuheng Black Peony was able to die for him, the feeling of being hit by thousands of sword lights, thunder and fires almost at the same time was still quite uncomfortable.

Distance. Su Xingbang's face. There was a hint of doubt.

The initial burst of black mist didn't seem to match the situation after the use of Yuheng Black Peony.

However, the peony petals that appeared later were in line with the situation after the use of Yuheng black peony

Finish.

Maybe the attack intensity is too high. I guess there's a mutation.

This is thanks to the Su family's strict confidentiality of the cultivation of Yuheng black peony.

Let this genius who has been seen by the Su family for two hundred years also know a little about the situation after the use of Yuheng black peony. The new address of this site has been changed to summer: Sishan Cave plus 8 four, please log in to read

Qian Xing broke out in a thick cold sweat behind his back, and now he was a little cold.

This time it was really a back and forth on the tip of the knife! Others looked at the infinite scenery, only Qian Xing himself understood in his heart, how hung this time was!

This time, he used a death talisman he had refined.

However, it has been proven in practice.

The function of substitution for death is not infinitely powerful, and it also has a certain limit.

When the sword light of the attack reached a certain limit, Qian Xing felt that the substitute death charm could barely support it, and he was on the verge of collapse. If it really collapses, the consequences are really unimaginable!

What's worse is that the other party looks. Although it is miserable, it seems that there is still a long way to go before death.

I'm afraid that two death talismans may not be able to completely destroy this monster.

At this point, Qian Xing, who had no way out, stretched out his hands, and ten pure red flames of red light had already blasted towards this humanoid monster like a skin-recording person!

Directly blasted towards the red flame shè line of this humanoid monster, to the point that there were only two or three, and the rest of the shè line, crossed to block the route of this recording monster and dodge.

The ghost of the dark god who has turned into a skin-recording monster is really a rather ruthless character.

There is only half of the blood-red thin sword left in his hand!

Point the scarlet and bewitching light, and go to Qian Xing in a hurry!

In a flash, the figure actually leaned towards the two pure and red flame shè lines on the right!

Apparently. He would rather have two pure red flame shè lines to do this, rather than be entangled in Qian Xing's time realm again!

"Concubine!"

Two shè lines exploded on the body of the severely mutilated Skin-Recorder.

The pure red flame of red. The scarlet light once again reflected half of the sky.

The body that was already severely mutilated, as if it had been recorded, was blasted off a quarter of it, and it broke out of the blockade of the ten shè lines.

With these ten pure and red flame shè lines.

The blue light of the dragon made a turn in the air. The gap with the soul of this ghost. Immediately pull again!

It seems that there is enough ruthlessness, not only Qian Xing!

The space within this Baoquan Mountain has become extremely strange.

It is already very difficult to tear the space and accurately track the traces of the other party.

So, the two sides of the hostile side. It's not good to use this space secret technique.

However, into the dragon-like blue light. It's just a cold snort!

The self-harming general breakthrough, the soul of this ghost, its own attrition, can be said to be quite not.

The degree of light is obviously attenuated a lot!

"Green Silk **!"

Such as electric blood light, such as dragon blue light. In the sea of blood, a huge wave was set off.

Seeing that the distance has narrowed to a certain limit, it is already as difficult as climbing to the top of the worker.

Qian Xing stretched out his hand and pointed, and he shouted!