A god-killing boy who wants blood Shura.

Half-suspended in the void, backed by blood mist, the corners of the god-killing mouth are slightly curved. Such a lazy look goes far beyond the scope of calmness and calmness.

That kind of look has been seen by Lishui and Bai Wuming. It was an extreme conceit and a deeply buried rebelliousness, and it was also an extremely terrifying fighting posture.

Such a gesture in itself is a kind of deterrence and high pressure, and even humiliation of the opponent.

However, Lishui, Bai Wusheng, the other two Xuan Immortals, and even the Heavenly Immortal Double Guo Lao, did not have the slightest anger of being humiliated.

Killing gods, there is such capital. Leaving the water, each of them felt an oppressive breath.

Kill gods, no need to seal. The blood mist behind him would change with his thoughts, and it could be wiped out in an instant. The pair of strange blood-colored wings are full of feet. That's the devil's wing!

"I'll give you one last chance, you must know that my killing is actually very expensive, and sometimes I am too lazy to do it!" The killing god's eyes flashed with a smile inadvertently.

"The three of us dragged him down, and you left the water and didn't have a life!" Protecting the water and Bai Wuxian is the only task that Mo Wuxian gives them. However, now the shape in front of him is no longer sure.

Lishui frowned, Bai Wuming wore a mask, and he couldn't see his expression. However, none of them responded to Guo Lao. At this time, how could they leave? More importantly, can the killing gods really let them go?

"Kill!" There was no response, Guo Lao couldn't wait for a response, the killing god hadn't moved, he had already moved. Because. Facing an opponent like a demon like a god, Guo Lao understood that he had the opportunity to make a move. Probably not too much.

A qiē is instantaneous. The slightest hesitation can make the opportunity disappear.

Guo Lao's shot was quite simple, it was just an extremely simple seal, but it was definitely the essence of the Hatless Valley inheritance. The dual power of the heavenly immortals is like a dragon rolling and hanging upside down like the wind.

Guo Lao Zhou is up and down. Radiating a brilliant glow. In the void, it was like a blazing sun, it was an extreme power. It seems to want to destroy the world.

Guo Lao's Lishui, Bai Wusheng, and the two Xuan Immortals all involuntarily retreated. The immortals coerced and bounced them away, otherwise they might be injured.

"No hate!" said the old man's brown clothes fluttered. Loud shouting. The light of the sun. Concentrate completely, break through the void, and go straight to the killing god.

However, the face of the killing god did not change, and even the posture of standing did not change. The ordinary immortal double, in his eyes, can be regarded as having no entry.

Behind the killing god, the pair of fiery red blood wings. Slightly instigated. The endless power of blood killing is dispersed. Though. The cultivation of killing gods is to be a small realm of low fruit and old age, but he is a bloodthirsty Shura, and he can completely change a qiē.

Guo Lao's hateless trick gathers the power of immortals in one battle, and the power can be imagined. But in front of the bloodthirsty Shura, he is almost completely vulnerable.

Bloodthirsty Shura, an invisible monster, devours all, and the blood is incomparable. Otherwise, back then, how could the power of the Eternal Realm be needed to suppress it?

I saw that behind the killing god, a blood mist flew out directly, catching up with the power of Guo Lao's immortals. The power of the two heavenly immortals is enough to raze a thousand miles in a radius.

However, when these two forces collided vigorously, there was no loud bang, nor did the energy spread like a wheel.

In the void, like two clouds and mist intersecting, only swift and silent devouring. The blood mist fills the sky, like a vicious beast that can devour a qiē. With one touch, the power of the Heavenly Immortal of the Cold Dust Valley Fruit was directly invisible.

When Guo Lao saw it, his complexion changed suddenly. Although he had heard the legend that the blood desire for blood Shura was powerful, this qiē was far beyond his imagination. His spells are like feathers falling into the water, just to make the slightest ripple.

"Let's go!" This time, Guo Lao did not transmit the sound into secret, but shouted directly. With one move, he completely dispelled his last illusion.

An ordinary monk of the Heavenly Immortal Double Realm is not worthy of fighting with the Blood Lust Shura at all. Bloodthirsty Shura, that's the nightmare of all the Demon Continent monks.

Now in the realm of killing gods, the average heavenly immortal is below the ninth level, and he is completely invincible.

And if you want to completely suppress him, only the original immortal, or you are a heavenly immortal but you have a magic weapon similar to the level of nine coffins, you can defeat him.

Guo Lao's voice had fallen, but at the same time, the blood mist had also approached in front of him.

As the cold dust immortal of the Hatless Valley, Guo Lao naturally has the means to save his life. However, in front of the bloodthirsty Shura, a qiē is meaningless.

Guo Lao didn't have a chance to show it. Because, the coercion of the blood mist imprisoned him in an instant.

It was a terrifying feeling!

Guo Lao couldn't move at all, but he was sane, and that was the first feeling he had in the tens of thousands of years since he was promoted to a heavenly immortal. Endless red rays, covering a qiē. He was almost completely conscious, perceiving his own death.

But Guo Lao couldn't make any sound. The Heavenly Immortal Duo was directly engulfed by the blood mist and assimilated into the blood mist.

At this time, Lishui and Bai Wulife, who retreated hundreds of zhang away, seemed to be a little stiff. This god-killing way of fighting is almost suffocating. That can't be called fighting at all, it's devouring.

However, even so, the two Xuan Immortals of the Hatless Valley did not hesitate in the slightest. Knowing that he was going to die, he was also resolute. That's a sense of responsibility and courage.

Two gray rays of light rushed straight into the blood mist. Their meaning is just to give Lishui and Bai Wulife time to buy a breath.

How can you not know that there is no life in the water and nothing? However, at this time, the blood mist is full of coercion. The power of killing gods seems to want to block the entire heaven and earth. Even if they wanted to, it was impossible.

A qiē and a qiē are all instantaneous, electric and flint.

The wish of the two Hatless Gu Xuan Immortals is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Their deaths didn't even give Lishui and Bai Wuming time to breathe.

They are like a drop of water like a sea of fire, and they cannot even see the vapor that comes out.

The god-killing boy still hasn't moved, and his lazy appearance makes people feel an inexplicable fear. The corners of his mouth were still slightly curved, as if he was looking at his own pet, playing with his prey.

The two Xuan Immortals were devoured in an instant. It's a pity that the three high-ranking monks of the Hatless Valley died out in an instant, leaving almost nothing behind.

Leaving the water, Bai Wuming understands that most of them are going to die here today.

"No life, I will buy you a breath of time, try to go! Don't worry, I won't die!"

The Phantom Flower Purple Sword, although it is not as good as the Nine Coffins, is definitely a sword and a clear stream level of storage.

The one-handed seal from the water, the eternal holy lotus above the head, rising. The endless green glow really diluted a trace of blood mist.

Eternal Holy Lotus, Ten Grade Immortal Roots. If Lishui is at the level of a heavenly immortal today, with the Phantom Flower Purple Sword, although he may not be able to defeat the killing god, there is absolutely no problem with self-preservation.

The light of the holy lotus, diluting the blood mist. However, the pressure of the thicker blood mist fell. The Phantom Flower Purple Sword, with a dragon roar, actually broke through the blood mist directly and killed the gods.

"Oh?" The young man killed the gods, never thought that the Heavenly Immortal Double, the Xuan Immortal Sevenfold, did not have the ability to break through the blood mist. A Xuan Immortal Triple Lotus, the Eternal Holy Lotus, actually has such a heavy treasure.

What kind of sword is that?

The God of Killing didn't know the Phantom Flower Purple Sword. However, he could sense the murderous aura of that purple sword, and he could faintly compete with his own bloodthirsty Shura.

It was at least an immortal-level monk who had used an immortal sword. That kind of murderous aura is a shock in the heart of killing gods.

However, the purple sword is not used by people. If that purple sword was in the hands of the Heavenly Maiden, it might directly kill the killing god in an instant. However, it is too far from the water.

The expression of the god-killing boy was only a little more serious.

"Break!" Immediately, the killing god snorted softly. Behind him, among the two demonic wings, a sword-shaped red light flew out directly.

Boom -

This time, it's not devouring, it's fighting. Because, even if it is a bloodthirsty Shura, it can't devour the Phantom Flower Purple Sword.

The sword of shape, the sword of shapeshifting. The Phantom Flower Purple Sword and the blood-thirsty red light collided directly together.

Purple lightning and red rays flew in all directions in the void. The Phantom Flower Purple Sword did not take advantage of it in the slightest, and flew out directly.

The god-killing boy did not change his complexion and his body did not move. On the other side, the water spurted blood directly from the mouth, flying out hundreds of feet. The realm of leaving the water, although it has been improved, must not fight with the killing god.

That's exactly two levels of existence.

"Out of the water—" Bai Wuming shouted.

However, how can the true immortal ninefold white lifeless turn things around? Brothers are in trouble and cannot help, this has to be said to be a man's sorrow.

The corners of the killing god's mouth bent, and then his mind moved, and the blood mist in the void rolled directly into the water again.

"Brother of the Demon Coffin Descendant, maybe you can exchange it for the Demon Coffin!Don't worry, I won't kill you—" The Killing God said lazily, "However, I will devour your power and abolish your cultivation." ”

At this time, blood suddenly flashed in the eyes of the killing god. That's not the kind of look that a normal monk should have. The lazy look was gone, only the bloodthirsty red.

The entire void, the blood mist is like a dragon, and it will be wrapped in water and white lifelessness in an instant.

At this moment, it seems that no one can change a qiē.

However, at this critical moment, a cold woman's voice suddenly came from the void.

"Demon Continent Shura Realm, a little bloodthirsty Shura, is it so rampant?"

Killing the gods, the body shook in an instant. Because, just thousands of miles away, he never felt that there were still monks. (To be continued......)

PS: A friend was hospitalized suddenly, just came back! It's late, sorry!