It's just that the sword qi didn't dissipate, and it was blocked by the golden shield, and finally one of the shields was crowded with cracks, and it could be dispersed.

Losing a few old scales is not a big problem in Jun Ma's opinion, on the contrary, this kind of consumption of both sides is more advantageous for him - the collision without Xuan Li's attack is completely consumed, both sides are pure consumption, there is no source of supply, when Xuan Li is always exhausted, Jun Mad only needs to wait for the other party's follow-up to be weak, and he can easily win with his physical strength.

Jun's optimism didn't last long, and almost after losing dozens of old scales, he discovered that something was wrong.

The killing aura of the man's body is undiminished, the long knife condensed by blood, the blade is still full of blood, and the attack is heavier and heavier every time, from only losing a few shields to resist, to now it needs to be blessed with Xuan Li and the superposition of multiple shields still feels a little difficult, Jun Mad understands that in a war of attrition, he may still lose.

The man who has received all the vitality of the Fierce Wind Sand Eagle Clan is no longer as simple as it used to be. Jun Mad can only try to avoid the edge of the attack as much as possible, and find a way to use the shield to direct the attack back to the man, and at the same time be careful not to get too close to the man, so as not to absorb the attack again by the man and become a follow-up force.

He doesn't understand how strong a man's body is, and he can withstand a sudden increase in strength, maybe the other party has already been strong and strong, but as long as the man doesn't fall down, this fight will not be over.

Escape, this is not the style of Junmad.

He grabbed the ice gun in his hand, and with a shock in his hand, the ice gun came out of his hand and went straight to the man's door.

Sensing the danger approaching, the man held his knife horizontally in front of him to resist, and the cold ice gun exploded into countless ice needles in the air, and the dense attack passed over him and rushed towards the blood-colored scroll behind him, almost every ice needle attacked an avatar.

The blood-colored picture scroll has no entity, but a projection of blood qi, and the ice needle naturally cannot affect the blood color scroll, and it will soon disappear.

Jun Crazy hooked his hand, and the ice needle that had originally disappeared had turned into a spiritual holy spring, rising and falling in his palm.

"It's useless." Now, the man seems to have finally found his business, and his mouth is hoarse and low enough to make people feel creepy, "My power is endless." ”

"Too much power is never without a price." Jun sneered wildly. In fact, he has probably figured out the other party's routine, but even then there is no solution.

The man raised his eyes and stared at Jun for a few breaths. The cold gaze roamed over Jun Mad's body, as if he was entangled in a huge python, and the cold touch continued to tighten, while the snake's head was facing his face and swallowed the letter, making a hissing soft scream.

This feeling is not ordinary sour, Jun frantically turned his hand and put away the precious Lingji Holy Spring: "I don't know how long you can last in such a state?" What he meant by this was clearly waiting for the man to exceed his tolerance limit and his body collapse.

However, the man raised his knife and pointed at it, and several blood blades appeared around his body, and from the visual point alone, it could be found that these blood blades were much more condensed than the previous virtual images, and there were one or two hundred. If these blood blades finally merge into one, I am afraid that even the monarch who is at the peak of his strength will not dare to shake it.

The man still had the strength to spare, which was not unexpected by Jun Mad . He glanced at the bloody blade, and his gaze looked through the bloody blade to the blood-colored scroll behind the man.

Sure enough, after the appearance of the Blood Blade, the faces on the blood-colored scroll continued to decrease. The man didn't move his true character before, so he naturally couldn't see clearly, but now the man used one or two hundred blood blades at a time, and the changes on the blood-colored scroll were obvious enough.

The number of Blood Blades is not endless, and the number should be the same as the number of faces on the Blood Scroll. A face represents a soul that has been ruthlessly devoured by a man, but these souls seem to have only undergone superficial refining, unlike a warlock who can refine tens of thousands of fleshly sacrifice souls into the black flag, and the blood-colored picture scroll can be described as very rough.

It's just that the man has devoured a lot of souls, and they are all small and powerful monks or people from the Fierce Wind Sand Eagle clan, and it is rare to see strange beasts and the like, on the basis of the warlock's soul refining banner refining a lot of souls, but it is not too much, and the soul devoured by the man is of all quality, and the man has no master to study this kind of lossy usage to defeat the enemy, and the effect is naturally hundreds of times better than the warlock's soul refining banner.

The thought flashed, and in a moment, Jun Mad almost thought through it, and the blood blade also attacked in front of him.

To his surprise, the blood blades did not merge, or even unite with each other, but maintained their original posture and attacked Jun Mad from all directions.

Jun raised his fist wildly to meet the bloody blade.

He didn't need to use the advantage of the blade, he just used the golden shield refined by dragon scales to defend and take the opportunity to defeat the missing blood blade.

'Watch your step. Jun Mad fingers tightened slightly, this was the warning given to him by the boundary monument.

Sure enough, Jun Mad felt some faint Xuan Power fluctuations under the sand. Although the man has deliberately controlled it, after all, each blood blade represents a soul, although it is controlled by the man, the soul always wants to struggle to escape, and it is inevitable that the two will resist fluctuations and leak out.

Fortunately, the man didn't get the guidance of the real demon cultivation power, otherwise he would have completely refined and controlled these souls, and constantly attacked in a loop, and Jun Mad would really be physically and mentally exhausted.

Five bloody blades rushed out of the sand beneath Jun Mad and disappeared almost instantly after leaving the sand. Jun Mad vigilantly jumped back a few feet, intending to dodge the attack, but he couldn't help but notice that there were also faint fluctuations in the direction of his retreat.

'Space...... No, Avenue of Time?! Jun was stunned.

Being able to comprehend the laws of space by oneself is not something that ordinary comprehension can do.

The so-called Dao of Time, if you understand it at a deeper level, is the so-called "Dao of Zongdong".

Zongdong Dao is about permanence and transience, which is the so-called combination of the avenue of time and the avenue of space. Subtle changes over time lead to qualitative changes, like a sleeping volcano, which may not have moved for millions of years, but the magma has not stopped flowing, but one day it suddenly erupts, and the energy may be able to cause the surrounding space to distort together.

The Great Dao of the Six Realms is not so easy to comprehend, as long as you can touch a trace of the edge, you can successfully break through to the next realm, and the man obviously does not touch the shallow edge.

Epiphany requires a certain amount of chance, and the man has such a unique advantage, but it is a pity that he was born in the Fierce Wind Sand Eagle clan.

If a man was born into a human race, he must have been accepted by the big sects, and he would be able to become a rookie in the Three Realms at a young age.

It's a pity that a man is so talented that he has fallen into the devil.

Jun Mad was even more curious about how much time it took the man to gain his current understanding, but there was no doubt that the other party's crazy behavior and paranoid pursuit of power had a role in promoting this achievement to a certain extent.