Zheng Ming raised his head and looked at the black and ancient body of the thunder hammer, and felt that his whole person was extremely uncomfortable. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Escape, absolutely impossible!

But if you don't escape, Ding Yin's hero card is no longer available, no, in an instant, a thought rose in Zheng Ming's heart.

This is a divine bone, a divine bone refined by Zheng Ming using the Blood Shadow Divine Skill, but the things in this divine bone are too profound, so he doesn't have any comprehension of this divine bone.

Maitreya Divine Bone, devoured Jiao Xinyang's Maitreya Divine Bone.

The moment Zheng Ming thought of this divine bone in his heart, the divine bone seemed to sense the danger, and it shone brightly in the blood shadow that Zheng Ming had turned into!

Maitreya god bones, Tao patterns are born. When it comes to the implied true meaning of heaven and earth, Maitreya's divine bones are even higher than the seven golden bloodlines.

This piece of Maitreya divine bone is in Zheng Ming's chest at this time, although this divine bone is only two inches square, but there is a clear appearance on it, just like the figure of the Buddha on it.

It's just that the figure of the Buddha at this time, in the left hand position, seems to be a little blurred.

At this time, Zheng Ming, who had Ding Yin's consciousness, was shocked when he saw this Buddha.

Although there are no exercises in this Buddha, just by relying on this Buddha, Ding Yin's consciousness realizes that this is definitely a peerless exercise.

That is, a thought, Zheng Ming has already imprinted the appearance of this Buddha into his heart, although this seal is not too clear, but under the huge pressure of the thunder hammer, Zheng Ming's heart has a trace of thought.

Almost instantly, his hands waved rapidly, and the originally vague blood shadow began to slowly take shape.

This is the appearance of a Buddha, but this Buddha is a blood-colored Buddha, and at the moment when the Buddha was formed, Zheng Ming's heart had a feeling that it was about to explode.

The Buddha is just and yang, and the true yuan that fills Zheng Ming's heart at this time is a kind of power that is yin and soft.

The Buddha is the form, and the true element is the essence. If the two have the same root and the same origin, they are naturally like a fish in water.

However, once the form does not match the original, the light will be greatly reduced, and the heavy will be wiped out. Now Zheng Ming is using the blood god son of yin and evil to urge the Buddha to be yang and strong, and the conflict between this is too powerful.

Shattering, almost instantly, the blood shadow was about to shatter.

And once the blood shadow collapses, not only the power of Ding Yin with the help of Zheng Ming will immediately dissipate without a trace, even Zheng Ming himself will be seriously injured at least.

The thunder hammer pressed down, and the power became more and more powerful, and the stone dragon below Zheng Ming began to crack at this moment.

And once the stone dragon shatters, the essence blood of the Yuan Dragon will dissipate in the void.

At this moment, Zheng Ming was also extremely uncomfortable, he felt that in his mind, two broad forces were colliding wildly, these two forces, one was masculine to rigid, and the other was yin to soft.

Now, it is no longer a question of Zheng Ming wanting to separate them, but these two forces, like two vines, converge with each other.

The blood-colored Buddha that had just been formed, in this collision, just turned into a blood mass in the blink of an eye.

Unlike the blood mass just now, the blood mass condensed on Zheng Ming's body now is an irregular blood mass that seems to be about to explode at any time.

The sound of the dragon's groan, the stone dragon's wail!

Pieces of dragon scales continued to fall from the stone dragon's body, and cracks appeared on the stone dragon's body.

The distance between the thunder hammer and Zheng Ming is only one zhang, and when the thunder hammer falls gently, everything will be dust to dust!

Zheng Ming couldn't see below, he couldn't see the situation of the stone dragon, but his mind could sense the wail of the stone dragon.

I can't just give up, the time hasn't come yet, without the essence blood of the Yuan Dragon and the amazing eyes, I don't know when it will be over.

Seven minutes, there are still seven minutes. At this moment, Zheng Ming's heart was extremely angry at the time of the hero card, and even at this moment, in his heart, there was a big complaint about himself, he knew that things were like this, why didn't he use the hero card of the Buddha at the beginning?

If you use the hero card of the Buddha, you don't have to go through such trouble. But at this time, it was too late.

Thinking of the Buddha, Zheng Ming's heart suddenly moved, although this method has little hope of success, but now Zheng Ming really has no choice.

Lei Moyun's eyes were full of joy, judging from the appearance of Zheng Ming turning into a blood ball, the current Zheng Ming was basically hopeless.

Dying struggles, he's dying!

Thinking that this opponent, who had gritted his teeth for an unknown number of years, was finally going to be buried in his own hands, his heart was full of happiness.

Back then, Zheng Ming beat himself like a lost dog, and now he finally has to pay back all his debts.

Could it be that this is the legend, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi? Hehehe, even he didn't think that he would have a day of revenge!

He was infinitely happy in his heart, but Zheng Jing, who was standing on the side and couldn't move, was in tears at the moment. His mind could sense the changes around him, the sorrow of the stone dragon, and the pressure that made his body about to crack, all of which showed him that Zheng Ming's current situation was very bad.

Ming Shao is all for himself, otherwise with that weird blood shadow, why would he fight with Lei Moyun.

If he doesn't work hard, how can he be in such a dangerous state, he hurt him, he hurt him!

Men don't flick when they have tears, Zheng is amazing, even if he gouged out his eyes in front of everyone, he didn't shed tears. Because he doesn't think there's anything to be sad about, but it's different now.

Drops of tears kept falling, falling on the earth, splashing particles of dust.

Jiang Zongheng's eyes were round, and he was overjoyed, at this time, he felt that he was much luckier than Jiao Xinyang, he didn't die, and he was able to watch this guy die with his own eyes, but Jiao Xinyang was a dead end.

As for the other Tianjiao, there was a trace of admiration in the eyes of many people, although they had no connection with Zheng Ming, although most of them still had some grievances with Zheng Ming, but it didn't matter.

The important thing is that they admire Zheng Ming as a person.

Of course, Lei Moyun's methods were despicable in their eyes, but they couldn't be harsh on Lei Moyun, after all, it was only the best choice to encounter a strange and ferocious blood shadow that came and went like the wind.

I only hope that he can dissipate smoothly.

The blood shadow became more and more blurred, and even began to metamorphose in the direction of a pool of blood. And the black thunder hammer was still unhurried, like Mount Tai pressing down, pressing down on the blood.

The stone dragon's mournful roar also became more and more low, as if it had sensed that its catastrophe was coming, and time was short!

And that drop of Yuan Dragon essence blood became even more dim, as if it could be destroyed in the void at will.

At the moment when everyone didn't give Zheng Ming hope, two finger-like rays of blood stretched out from the blood mass.

These two fingers, one to the sky and the other to the earth!

This action, in the eyes of most people, has no meaning at all, because the blood ball has become no longer the incomparable appearance of Zheng Ming just now, and what he left behind is just a tumbling blood ball.

But at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in the void, and this voice was like a flood bell and a big Lu, resounding through the heavens and the earth.

"One thought is the devil, one thought is the Buddha, heaven and earth, I am the only one!"

In the midst of the mighty sound, the rolling blood mass suddenly and rapidly contracted, from a half-zhang square circle to a half-foot square circle in an instant.

The blazing blood qi condensed like a ball of blood crystals, dazzling light, flashing everyone's eyes, just when many people felt that their eyes were a little painful, the blazing blood light disappeared without a trace in an instant.

A Buddha the size of a palm, but shimmering with infinite majesty, appeared in the void.

Small, mighty!

This is the only feeling that rises in everyone's hearts the moment they see this Buddha, the stone dragon that originally screamed between heaven and earth, and the moment the blood-colored Buddha appeared, it let out a dragon groan full of life.

The dragon chant of the Nine Lands was shocking, and under this dragon chant, the Buddha, who was originally only the size of a palm, instantly swelled to more than six feet tall.

The majestic Buddha had a smile on his face. And at the moment when the Buddha appeared, the pressure of the thunder hammer dissipated most of it at once.

The thunderhammer hummed, bursts of thunder, shining on the dark thunder hammer. At the moment when the Buddha appeared, the thunder hammer seemed to be enraged by the Buddha's breath, and around it, the light shone, and the patterns of the Tao were condensed from the void again.

Looking at these patterns, Lei Moyun's eyes were straight, although he had the mark of the thunder hammer, but the change of this thunder hammer at this time was something he had never seen before. At this time, the only thought that came to his heart was surprise.

How could this be! This thunder hammer at this time, how can he summon the Dao pattern by himself. Just when he was surprised, all the Dao patterns finally converged, and what these Dao patterns gathered was a figure, a thunderous figure that was one foot high.

"Boom!"

The figure of the giant moved the thunder hammer and smashed down heavily towards the blood-red Buddha, this blow made the leylines above tremble wildly, and countless dusts fell straight down from all directions.

The thunderous hammer, compared to the thunder hammer itself just now, the strength has increased I don't know how much. If Zheng Ming was facing this hammer just now, then Zheng Ming would definitely die without a place to be buried.

The Buddha of Zhangliu, at the moment when the thunder hammer smashed down, made a vajra seal in his hand, and pushed out a palm towards the thunder hammer in the air.

This palm is huge, but in it, there is a kind of femininity, and at the moment when this palm is launched, there is a giant pestle that is more than a zhang long, blood-red all over, but surrounded by endless patterns.

The crimson vajra rose up in the air and struck the thunder hammer.

Compared with the implicit nature of the thunder hammer, this vajra is more broad and majestic, and the heaven and earth change color in the horizontal attack.

The sea of thunder and blood enveloped everything for a while. The collision of the two weapons is like the collision between heaven and earth, two great avenues, in a crazy collision. The thunder pool that was originally covering Zheng Ming's head shattered into broken powder in this impact, and the figure holding the thunder hammer also turned into broken powder in this blow.

The thunder hammer flies upside down, and the Blood Buddha sits firmly!

Mu Qingqiu, who was carefully watching the collision between the two, suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and at this time she realized that there were some things that she could not watch! )