Chapter Forty-Five: The Great Blood Emperor Fist Wuyue wrapped around his fingertips
Jing Younan wore a white jade Jiuzhi Dao crown, wearing the Taishang Yuezhang immortal clothes, standing in mid-air, with long sleeves fluttering, and a handsome demeanor.
He glanced at Han Zuocheng, who was full of demonic energy on the flying carpet, and said coldly, "Even in the sea of blood in an instant, you are not my opponent." ”
"Haha, what a cocky boy. ”
Han Zuocheng looked up to the sky and laughed, the momentum on his body was rising, the blood and qi around him were like substance, and he made a voice like a stormy wave, and said, "Originally, I didn't want to do it, just with your words, I have to let you know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." ”
"Mahamudra"
Han Zuocheng's eyes froze, and two gazes shot out, falling straight on the bloody handprint in the air.
Bang
The runes on the Great Handprint flowed twice as fast as just now, and the scene became clearer and clearer, and the various phantoms inside were almost coming out.
The blood-colored hand moved, and the thumb and index finger formed a strange mark in the air.
The demon of all demons, heaven and earth are one.
As soon as the law seal was completed, a sound seemed to be the most ferocious, the most violent, and the bloodiest demon sound in the void, as if celebrating the appearance of the peerless demon god and the blood coming to the world.
"Huh,"
Jing Younan showed a look of surprise on his face, he only felt that a circle of blood light was enveloping him, and the blood in his body seemed to be uncontrollable, making a loud noise, almost attracted by the big handprint.
"Haha, little cub of Xuanmen,"
Han Jiang came up at this time and sneered, "My eldest brother has already comprehended the true meaning of blood, as soon as the bloody hand comes out, he will control the blood in your body, and today you must let your blood run out and become a corpse." ”
The last two sentences, Han Jiang said through gritted teeth, anyone who was interrupted when he was about to do something good would have a belly full of fire, and he couldn't wait to cramp and peel Jing Younan.
"It's really not easy to control the blood in the air,"
Jing Younan sighed in admiration, ran Xuangong, and threw out eight drops of Xuanming True Water, and smashed them on the big handprint skillfully.
Xuanming true water, taken from the meaning of Xuanming, to cold to yin.
The mysterious, the far-reaching name, the underworld, the name of the lonely.
Xuanming is the change of the road to the cold, the road to the quiet, and the road to the void.
In terms of power alone, the Xuanming True Water is one of the best in Jing Younan's cultivation Dao Duel, and the only drawback is that the Xuanming True Water does not move quickly, and it is easy to be dodged lightly.
No matter how powerful the Dao technique is, if it can't hit someone, it will be useless.
Of course, this is also the reason why Jing Younan has refined too little Xuanming True Water, if he can cultivate to the consummation of Zhou Tian, with a raise of his hand, it will be three thousand six hundred and five drops, and he will lay down the Xuanming Zhou Tian Great Perfection Array, it will be terrifying.
This time, Han Zuocheng saw that Xuanming True Water was black and inconspicuous, so he didn't pay attention to it, and he happened to be beaten.
The meaning of the Yin and the Cold Xuan Ming exploded, and the blood-colored handprint, which was originally arrogant, suddenly appeared with a thick layer of Xuan Ice, which looked ridiculous.
"Good thief,"
Han Zuocheng was accidentally plotted, and a wave of anger surged, the blood lines in the center of his eyebrows squirmed, and the blood qi spread, like a dragon and a snake.
"The Blood Emperor, the Blood Emperor Fist. ”
Han Zuocheng was in a hurry, he had the heart of killing, let out a long roar, and cast another peerless Dao technique in the Blood Demon Sect, the Blood Emperor Fist.
I saw a majestic and boundless Emperor Phantom appear behind Han Zuocheng, blocking half of the sky.
The emperor wore a crown of Qi Tian on his head, a blood robe, and nine hideous blood dragons with teeth and claws, noble and bloody.
His bloody eyes were deep and terrifying, reflecting the scene of the corpse mountain and the sea of blood conquering the world, holding a big seal in his right hand, following the law and obeying the heavens.
This is the emperor in the blood, the Ninety-Five, in charge of killing and blood.
A blood-colored canopy of heaven shot out from the phantom eyes of the Great Emperor, and blood-colored runes flowed one by one, revealing all kinds of severed arms and stumps, and scenes of blood pools and pools of blood, as if the blood-colored world had descended.
Under the shroud of the sky, the surrounding shrubs with tenacious vitality all made a sizzling sound, corroded by the blood qi of the Blood Emperor.
"The Blood Emperor, the Supreme of Blood, commands ten thousand bloods. Boy, do you dare to resist?"
Han Zuocheng seemed to be also contaminated with the Blood Emperor's domineering and killing, he pointed at Jing Younan, and made a loud voice, as if the Blood Emperor had issued a holy decree, causing all heretics to disappear.
In the sea of blood in an instant, the Blood Emperor Fist was cast, and Han Zuo's achievements were as if he was on his home turf, and his power was incomparable.
In an instant, the blood qi in the sea of blood is dispersed all the time, and this blood qi contains strong negative emotions of all kinds, as well as irresistible corrosiveness.
Because of this, after the Xuanmen monks entered the sea of blood, they needed to allocate a part of their energy to resist the blood qi, and they could not wield all their strength.
Just like Jing Younan, now at most, he is wielding ninety percent of his combat power in his heyday.
But Han Zuocheng was different, after he cast the Blood Emperor Divine Fist, the blood and qi in the void extended in wisps and injected into the Blood Emperor Phantom behind him, making the Blood Emperor's shadow clearer and clearer.
Han Zuocheng's Blood Emperor Divine Fist can clearly mobilize the blood qi in the sea of blood for his own use.
Jing Younan groaned slightly, and knew that his cultivation of Dao Technique could not stop the opponent's Blood Emperor Divine Fist, so he had to smile bitterly, his big hand opened, the true shape of Wuyue flew out, and layers of phantoms appeared, carrying the momentum of ten thousand jun, and suppressed it.
As soon as the mysterious weapon was mighty, the void was full of rolling primeval sacred mountains, vast, majestic, and the atmospheric aura diffused, sweeping away the bloody qi.
After breaking the Blood Emperor Divine Fist, the true shape of the Five Mountains did not stop, a dazzling light burst out on it, and with a leap forward, it was about to involve the three people on the entire flying carpet into the picture
The most powerful thing about the Wuyue True Form Diagram is not its attack, but the mysterious magic arrays inside, if it is caught up in the formation diagram, let alone the three of them, even the Jindan Sect Master will not be able to get out for a while.
"It's not good, it's a mystery. ”
Han Zuocheng's complexion changed greatly, without the calmness just now, he didn't have time to care about his cousin at all, his body turned into a sky-high blood light, and he narrowly avoided the sweep of the picture scroll.
"Cousin. ”
Han Jiang shouted, and he was included in the true form of the Five Peaks and disappeared.
Jing Younan stood on the head of the clouds, and with a move of his hand, the true shape of the five mountains was automatically bundled into a line and fell into his palm.
Han Zuocheng looked Jing Younan up and down seriously for the first time, and said slowly, "I didn't expect that you still have a mysterious weapon with you, but I want to see how many times you can still make a royal envoy." ”
"Then you just open your eyes and see. ”
Jing Younan put her hands behind her back and remained silent.
In fact, Jing Younan was also complaining in his heart, he didn't use the Xuan Weapon at the beginning, it was that this level of magic weapon was too consuming of true qi.
If it's okay outside, but in the sea of blood in an instant, step by step crisis, you can only rely on the pill to restore your true qi. It can be said that every time you drive the mystery, if you convert it into a spade, you have to make tens of thousands.
Even if Jing Younan is wealthy, he is distressed.
The two had their own scruples, and neither of them was willing to take the initiative, and the scene strangely calmed down and confronted each other from afar.
At this moment, a wisp of pink cloud suddenly appeared, and then turned into a paper crane, floating lightly in front of Han Zuocheng.
Han Zuocheng frowned and took off the paper crane.
After only a few glances, Han Zuocheng's face changed greatly, and he directly raised a bloody light, which disappeared in an instant, and he didn't even care about his cousin anymore.
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