Chapter Eighty-Five: Shura's Blood Blade

"It's useless, while wearing this mask, I have an immortal body, as long as the attack strength is not so strong that it will knock me into powder at once, even if there is a mutilated head left, I can recover with the help of the mask. Zhang Jia looked at Mei Yingxue and said hatefully, her words were not only to explain the facts, but also to hit the other party's self-confidence.

"Well, the ability is very strong, but the way of heaven is very fair, the more powerful the power, the same high price it will cost to get it, if I guessed correctly, the longevity yuan you spent on this restoration is not small!" Mei Yingxue looked at Zhang Jia and said lightly.

Mei Yingxue's tranquil attitude once again succeeded in arousing Zhang Jia's anger, and she gritted her teeth and said: "Thirty years, it is you, a little slut, who has harmed me and lost thirty years of life." ”

"This ability attached to the magic mask seems to be an upgraded version of my little supernatural immortal body, and the remaining broken head can also be restored, I don't know if it belongs to the category of great supernatural powers. Zheng Dong kept the heart of watching the play, and asked the prison spirit, as for whether Mei Yingxue would lose, he was not worried at all, because he had an intuition from beginning to end, Mei Yingxue had never been serious from beginning to end, and the current strength of the table was not even the tip of the iceberg.

"You're wrong, what comes to that mask is the little magic power of the immortal body, it's just an evolution, if you really achieve the great magic power of the perfect immortal body, it's not as simple as the restoration of the broken skull, but the ability to drip blood and be reborn. The prison spirit replied with some disdain.

"Dripping blood and being reborn, it seems to be very good, but you said that the great supernatural powers can only be mastered at the level of Jindan Dacheng or above, so I don't have to think about it in a short time. Zheng Dong said a little lazily.

"Don't be so unambitious, okay, you are the only Heavenly Dao Catcher in this world, what is the great divine power, and the small divine power can only be mastered in the later stage of foundation building, you are only practicing the fifth order of qi now, and you have two kinds!"

Zheng Dong smiled and didn't bother with the prison spirit anymore, and concentrated on watching the two women fight, this is the highest level of combat he has been exposed to so far, after thorough observation, he can have a better positioning of his own strength, in case he encounters this kind of opponent who has to fight hard in the future, what way do he want to escape.

Zhang Jia's body suddenly disappeared from the spot, she knew that she couldn't give the other party a chance to attack anymore, she lost thirty years of life at a time, and if she came two or three times, her remaining Yang Shou would be exhausted, in a small space, the advantage of physical cultivation was undoubtedly greater, she could move quickly, and she didn't need to pinch and cast spells every time she attacked, it was simply a complete cultivation of the same level.

A heavy punch hit Mei Yingxue's chest, and Zhang Jia had already imagined in advance the scene of the other party's body being broken and flesh flying, Mei Yingxue's body was broken, but there was no scene of flesh and blood flying, but turned into countless flying pieces of wood, flying in the air like a butterfly wearing flowers.

"Ah, the little divine power is incarnated outside the body! How is it possible, don't you only have the fourth order of foundation building, how can you have the power of the small divine power. Zhang Jia shouted as she used her divine sense to search for Mei Yingxue's location.

Zhang Jia felt a wave of irritability in his heart, the power of the mask has a time limit, and the other party's out-of-body incarnation is the most troublesome kind of small supernatural power, which can be transformed into a substitute for death! Of course, every time the small supernatural power is moved, there is also a loss, or it is Yang Shou or Jingyuan, and there is also a limit on the number of times it can be used, if not, wouldn't a person with this kind of small supernatural power be invincible.

What shocked Zhang Jia was that her divine sense couldn't sweep Mei Yingxue's storage range at all, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the other party was three feet away from her right back.

"How many times can I see your little magic power can be used?" Zhang Jia screamed and pounced, she could only helplessly choose to fight with Mei Yingxue at this time, to see if her mask time ended first, or the other party's small magic power number ran out first.

This qiē is Zhang Jia's idea, it doesn't mean that Mei Yingxue is also willing to fight with her, facing Zhang Jia who came over urgently, Mei Yingxue sighed slightly, and whispered in her mouth: "It's so boring, it's over!"

Just when Zhang Jia was still thinking about what the other party meant, she suddenly realized that she was like a small insect stained in a spider web, unable to move, her body seemed to be imprisoned in mid-air by an invisible force, and the strength of the sixth-order body cultivation was as high as 10 million catties, and the lack of support points became a joke.

"This, what kind of power is this, is it the domain, impossible, the domain is only possessed by the true monarch of the law, you can never master the domain, this power is not for you, what the hell is this......" Zhang Jia was imprisoned in mid-air, roaring incoherently, she was already scared stupid.

Suddenly, Zhang Jia saw a blood-red pattern on Mei Yingxue's forehead, it was a three-headed and six-armed demon god, the heads on both sides were only half faces, and there were three eyes on the skull facing in the middle, but they were all stitched together like black smoke, in short, it gave people an infinitely weird feeling.

"Shura, you actually passed the bloody trial and were recognized by the power of Shura. Zhang Jia's face was full of disbelief, she was also a foundation building monk, she knew too well how terrifying the Blood Demon Trial was, on average, out of a thousand Foundation Building Monks who participated in the Blood Demon Trial, only one or two could come out alive.

All the monks who came out alive from that trial have the strength to kill people beyond the level, and the smaller realm is as simple as drinking water, and there was even a monk who came out of the bloody trial to build the foundation of the Great Perfection and killed the early Jindan ancestor, you must know that the foundation building and the Jindan are like a moat, and normally dozens of foundation building great perfections cannot be the opponent of a Jindan early stage ancestor.

The mark on Mei Yingxue's head suddenly burst into a strong red glow, flowing down her forehead, and finally condensed into a blood-red blade with an outer blade like a half-moon shape at the palm of her hand, and a blood-red blade with twisted skulls and bone spurs on the inside.

"Shura Blood Blade! Don't, I don't want to fall into the blood prison forever, please let me go, I am willing to swear to recognize you as the master from now on, to be your slave girl, no, to be a dog by your side, please let me go." When Zhang Jia saw the bloody blade, she suddenly howled like crazy, pleading with tears in her eyes, and the dignity of the strong man who built the foundation was all forgotten by her.

It's not that Zhang Jiadao's heart is not strong, it's really that this Shura blood blade is too terrifying, whoever is killed by it, the living soul will fall into the blood prison forever, and the day when the blood is eroded and there is no liberation in the life of the world, in comparison, the end of the soul is a hundred times better than it.

"A sixth-order slave girl sounds very good, but it's a pity that you said it late, the Shura Blood Blade has no soul and no return, and if you don't destroy the enemy, you will devour the master, so I can only say I'm sorry. As Mei Yingxue's last word came out, the bloody blade in her hand flashed.

"No ......" didn't even have time to say the word, Zhang Jia was hit by the blood blade, and the whole person suddenly stiffened for a moment, and then the "bang" burst into a sky full of black and red dirty blood, and was pulled by a force to suck into the Shura blood blade, as all the dirty blood was inhaled, Zhang Jia's painful and distorted face appeared on the smooth and red blade of the blood blade, which looked really like a ghost, and the blood blade that completed this qiē flew back upside down and disappeared directly into Mei Yingxue's eyebrows.

Zhang Jia, who was in the sixth order of the foundation building, disappeared without bones, and only the demonic mask she was wearing on the ground, the tattered bloody clothes and a black gold necklace, thinking that she would press her chest every time she took the treasure, obviously that necklace was her storage jewelry, and now this qiē naturally became Mei Yingxue's trophy.

Zheng Dong looked at this qiē and not only secretly felt sorry for himself, Mei Yingxue, this little girl, looked like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, but he didn't expect that Cheng Dù was more ruthless than himself, he was sent by Heaven to go undercover in the Jufeng Sect, and his essence was no different from that Sun Tong, and even once exposed, he was more provoking and hateful than Sun Tong, and when the time came, he might change this Mei Yingxue to hunt down and kill himself.

Mei Yingxue directly picked up the black gold necklace from the blood stain, and wore it on her neck without any psychological barriers, people who have not experienced the bloody trial will never know what horror is, what is a little blood, once in order to avoid pursuit, Mei Yingxue hid herself in the filthy blood pool for three days, and the magic mask was also picked up by her and put it in the storage necklace, although she didn't plan to use it, but it was very valuable for research, and it could be exchanged with those who needed it.

Mei Yingxue, who had completed this qiē, came to Shao Yunpeng's side, directly took out a silver-white pill, and with a flick of her fingers, turned into a white light and threw it into Shao Yunpeng's mouth, as the medicine dissolved, Shao Yunpeng's originally shriveled chest cavity swelled up again, and there was a trace of blood on his pale face, although the injury could not be healed immediately, but Shao Yunpeng could also struggle to stand up.

"Thank you, Senior Sister Mei, for your kindness in giving medicine. Shao Yunpeng raised his head with his fists in his hands, bowed deeply to Mei Yingxue and thanked him, his face was full of shame when he lowered his head, as one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect, he had never been full of illusions about this senior sister, originally thought that he had advanced to build a foundation and was a core disciple of the sect, and the distance between him and Senior Sister Mei had been narrowed a lot, but today's cruel facts told him that the strength gap between the two was a hundred and ten times greater than he imagined.

"You don't need to thank me, I was originally sent by my father to protect you secretly, and it is a dereliction of duty for me not to help you in time when you are injured, and we must leave here immediately, because my heart has suddenly become very restless, and it seems that something that I cannot cope with is about to happen. Mei Yingxue suddenly frowned and replied to Shao Yunpeng.

Mei Yingxue's combat power has been obvious to everyone, I am afraid that the general foundation building is not her opponent in the later stage, since she said that she can't deal with it, then will it be the great consummation of foundation building, or simply the enemy's Jindan Ancestor appeared?

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