Xiao Zhenwei's giant tripod, although it is a fantasy, but it also weighs tens of millions of catties, and then poured with his majestic and majestic Dao Qi, it is even more powerful, this smash is enough to smash a mountain peak on the spot.

However, the two galloping blood clouds didn't seem to be aware of the danger at all, or simply didn't care. The speed did not decrease, and when it was only a few feet away from Juding, a big hand suddenly poked out from one of the blood clouds. The big hand seemed to be condensed with blood, and the blood was even flowing, and the blood-colored light flickered frequently, revealing a chilling evil aura. is so different, even old people like Mu Tiannan and Ping Xiao have never seen it.

It's just that as soon as the bloody hand came out, everyone's hearts froze, and a sense of danger suddenly became big in their hearts.

The bloody hand probed the blood cloud, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly slapped towards the giant ding. Although the bloody hand was full of strange aura, it was only the size of an ordinary person's palm, and it was simply small compared to the mountain-like giant tripod phantom.

But when the bloody hand slapped the giant tripod, the giant tripod that fell down with a bang was actually paused, and the two equally huge forces competed, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while. The bloody hands were filled with blood, and the phantom of the giant tripod was dripping and spinning, and Xiao Zhenwei's expression suddenly became solemn.

Not only Xiao Zhenwei, but Mu Tiannan's white eyebrows were also furrowed violently, obviously surprised!

Seeing that Juding couldn't help the blood-clothed man, Xiao Zhenwei waved his hand and took Juding back. The blood-clothed man didn't pursue, and the two blood clouds suddenly accelerated, bringing a sharp and piercing roar, and arrived at Chang Sibo's side like lightning.

After a while, the blood mist dispersed and dissipated, and the two figures were gradually revealed. Except for the golden lines on their chests, these two blood-clothed people are no different from those ordinary blood-clothed people in appearance, but in terms of momentum, they are by no means comparable to other blood-clothed people.

A bloodthirsty aura rushed straight towards the bullfight, stirring the clouds in all directions, which was not inferior to the power of the Holy Soul Realm powerhouse, and it was even more sharp and domineering. Xiao Zhenwei originally had contempt for them, but at this time, it was swept away. On the contrary, every nerve in Xiao Zhenwei's body tightened, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"No popularity, they're not human at all!"

Mu Tiannan's divine sense swept over the two blood-clothed people, his expression froze, and he said in a deep voice.

"You still have a little bit of knowledge! They are the Blood Emperors that our Sect Master has refined with secret methods, and each of them has the combat power of the Holy Soul Realm, so let you taste their power today! ”

"What secret method can actually refine the powerhouse of the Holy Soul Realm? Chang Sibo, your cowhide is inevitably too big, aren't you afraid of thunder and thunder? Xiao Zhenwei sneered.

Chang Sibo glanced at him contemptuously, and sneered, "Summer insects, do you know how cold winter is?" How can you understand the supernatural powers of our sect master? ”

"Good, good! Then today, I'll show you how powerful my summer worm is! ”

Xiao Zhenwei's temper could no longer be suppressed, and with a roar, Ju Ding immediately smashed towards a Blood Emperor. Seeing that her sweetheart was ridiculed, Ping Wuniang's heart also erupted with anger, and the three-color divine sword roared and shook the clouds, attacking the other blood emperor.

The two of them came up with a thunderbolt method, and the end was extremely powerful. The giant tripod phantom was as thick as a mountain, and the three-color divine sword was fierce and thunderbolt, and the aura of the tyrant suddenly swept away with the momentum of sweeping the universe.

Chang Sibo watched from the sidelines and couldn't help frowning secretly.

Xiao Zhenwei and Heping Wuniang had heard of it before, and he was considered the best in the second-grade family, but it was only so, at least in the eyes of Chang Sibo, he was not on the stage. Unexpectedly, when I saw it today, it didn't match the name. Not to mention the cultivation of the two of them from the peak of the Divine Dao to the Holy Soul, and it seems that the foundation is still very stable, and among the powerhouses of the Holy Soul Realm, it is enough to firmly occupy a place.

It is truly extraordinary that such a large amount of progress has been made in such a short period of time.

In addition to these two, Mu Tiannan's cousin Xiàn also surprised him.

Own family affairs, own family knowledge! Chang Sibo knew that there was a considerable reason why his cultivation could improve so quickly, but Xiao Zhenwei, Ping Wuniang, and Mu Tiannan's cultivation had also improved so quickly, and what was the reason?

Could it be that the orthodox Daomen also has the same super-powerful secret method as their blood skeletons? Thinking of this, Chang Sibo's heart couldn't help but sink!

You need to know that the reason why Blood Skeletons can have so much courage and challenge the three major Yipin families at the same time is their greatest reliance! And if the Daomen also has a similar dependence, the consequences may be unimaginable.

Chang Sibo's heart shook and couldn't calm down for a long time! But if you let him know that the improvement of the cultivation of these three people is all due to a little-known young man, I don't know what kind of mood he will have.

Xiao Zhenwei and Wuniang were full of firepower, but they did not wipe out the two blood emperors as they imagined. On the contrary, the two sides have been locked in a stalemate from the outset.

The methods of the two Blood Emperors were beyond the imagination of Xiao Ping and the others. Especially the blood-colored energy that constantly bursts out from them, bloody and domineering, no matter how big the mountain is, and the sword is like lightning, they can all easily deal with it.

Chang Sibo didn't exaggerate in the slightest, these two Blood Emperors did indeed possess the combat power of the Holy Soul Realm!

Mu Tiannan's mood became heavy little by little! I don't know how many Blood Emperors like this are among the Blood Skeletons, in the near future, they will inevitably become a nightmare for the entire Dao Sect!

"Stinky boy, give me death!"

When Mu Tiannan and Chang Sibo were each preoccupied, Yuhuaping was completely furious!

Obviously, Wan Dong was already seriously injured, but he just couldn't take advantage of the victory to pursue and kill Wan Dong completely. On the contrary, Wan Dong did not give up, and is slowly but firmly, step by step to regain the advantage.

What is this? Is he not only inferior to others, but also far from others?

This feeling made Yuhuaping go crazy, and a pair of eyes had turned red!

In the roar, Yuhuaping danced with both palms, and one after another palms erupted, turning into ghostly phantoms, opening teeth and claws, as if releasing ghostly ghosts, and the whole world was shrouded in an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

Not to mention the power of Yuhuaping's move, but this momentum is enough to make some weak-willed opponents collapse on the spot.

"Ghost tricks, why bother?"

It's just that Yuhuaping is facing Wan Dong at this time, and he has really experienced death! Could the true gods from the Netherworld still be afraid of these ghosts?

With a sneer, the reincarnation sword swept out. There are no bells and whistles, just a sweep, simple but strong and strong!

With a straight break, this is domineering!

The sword was as bright as winter snow being thousands of miles away, and it suddenly turned into clouds and smoke and dispersed.

Yuhuaping hated it in his heart, but at this time, he was also terrified, his body was longitudinal, and he couldn't help but retreat back more than ten zhang, not daring to lightly sweep Wandong's sword!

"Impossible!"

Yuhuaping roared, smelling like a wounded beast.

Li Baiyi and Mu Lian also looked at each other, and they couldn't believe that under such circumstances, Wan Dong was still able to burst out with such combat power. That rain flower screen is not made of paper and mud, and it is a strong person in the Holy Soul Realm.

"He ......"

Mu Lian's heart was excited, and a bloody light suddenly flashed in her eyes, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. A bright red blood stain was slowly flowing out of the corner of Wan Dong's mouth, making his complexion a little whiter.

Looking more closely, there was a trace of pain hidden under Wan Dong's plain complexion, and Mu Lian's heart suddenly ached inexplicably.

"I know you're at the end of your crossbow!"

Yuhuaping also found blood stains on the corners of Wan Dong's mouth, and the shocked look on his face suddenly receded and was replaced with hideous.

"So what? Cut you the same! ”

"Don't be ashamed! Do you think I can't be deceived by Yuhuaping? ”

A milky kid who has not dried up, in addition to being seriously injured, still has the strength to laugh at himself, can Yuhuayan bear it? With a loud roar, he wanted to attack again. But this time, Wan Dong was ahead of the curve!

Thousands of miles of blood are slaughtered, and there are no living souls!

The gloomy and treacherous of Yuhuaping, the blood slaughter of tens of thousands of miles, is not enough to see immediately. As Wan Dong's sword blade danced, within a radius of dozens of miles, it was covered by a thick bloody aura. Not only the powerhouses in it were shocked, but even those blood-clothed people condensed by blood qi seemed to be affected, and their movements became obviously sluggish.

At this time, Wan Dong, under the cover of the blood in the sky, was like a god of war who had just stepped out of the sea of corpses and blood, which made people feel a kind of panic from the bottom of their hearts!

Yuhuaping is even more like a great enemy, the hairs on his body are standing upside down, he has never been so panicked and frightened in his life!

"Since this person is not from my Blood Skull, he must be from the Dao Sect. But when did such a powerful character appear in the Daomen? At this time, Chang Sibo's brows were already wrinkled, and he muttered secretly.

Li Baiyi had a strong fluke in his heart, glad that this person was a friend and not an enemy! Otherwise, they would have died today!

"Kill!"

At the exit of the killing word, the blood light in the sky suddenly rolled up, turning into a blood-colored blade of dozens of zhang!

This blood-colored sword blade spans between heaven and earth, earth-shattering, and there is really a surging spirit that wants to wipe out thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

Yuhuaping hadn't even had the idea of confronting it, and the Dao Qi in his body was almost automatically running wildly. Not daring to have even a trace of reservations, Yuhuaping launched with all its might, and a stream of Dao Qi flowed out as if it didn't want money, gathering into a heavy mountain shadow and protecting it in front of him.

"You want to kill me, whimsical!"

Seeing the blood flow at the corner of Wan Dong's mouth, the speed became faster and faster, and the filaments converged into a thin stream, and Yuhuaping's expression became hideous little by little.

He was afraid, but he couldn't admit defeat! He was shocked, but he couldn't retreat!

It's about life, it's about the heart of the Dao! There are not many choices in front of him, there is only one, and that is - fight!