"What? how is it possible?" the Blood Soldier Daoist was shocked.

At this point, how could he not know what the other party was doing?

This guy clearly wants to completely condense the Tao rules, he wants to use the other party as a whetstone, how can the other party not be like this.

After a dozen breaths, I am afraid that the other party will be promoted to the Taoist!

"No!" the Blood Soldier gritted his teeth.

was defeated by the other party's sword, and he felt a strong sense of humiliation in his heart.

Although it is said that the cultivation is to the realm of wisdom and return to the basics, the battle is simple, and the so-called battle of masters is only on the first line. This line can be time or strength. A line of strength can determine life and death!

But he knew it, but it was still difficult to accept.

The Ice Soul Assassin can defeat him with a single sword now, and if he pierces the layer of paper that separates him from Fatian, he is afraid that he will die in an instant.

"This is what you forced Blood!" the Blood Soldier roared fiercely.

"Bloody Ice Sword, unsealed!"

In the roar in his heart, the blood soldier Daoist vomited blood, and every mouthful was actually natal essence blood.

Spit out so much natal essence blood, although it does not affect the realm, but it is very relevant to the strength of the moment. However, at this time, the Blood Soldier Daoist had no time to take care of it, and as his hands swirled and jumped, the natal essence blood quickly condensed into runes, fell into the Bloodshot Ice Sword, and disappeared.

Instead, a thick and disgusting bloody gas erupted.

"Boom!"

Once again, the Ice Soul Assassin descended.

"Roaring ......"

With a strange roar, the shape of the blood-shot ice sword changed greatly, and it lost the shape of the sword at once, turning into a broken arm, dripping with blood.

The roar came from this broken arm.

Bursts of ferocious, bloodthirsty gray emotions, crazy escape.

"Boom!"

Without the urging of the Blood Soldier Daoist, the huge broken arm rose into the air, turning into a ten-zhang giant and grabbed it fiercely.

"Peng!"

The severed arm clawed against the sword light around the Ice Soul Assassin.

"Poof......

The Ice Soul Assassin vomited blood, and the Dao that was about to be condensed actually showed signs of disintegration at this moment.

"It's ......"

In the eyes of the Ice Soul Assassin Gu Jing Wubo, there was a rare trace of fear, and the long sword escaped, and he actually wanted to escape, but he couldn't leave far with his broken arm.

"Buzz ......"

The Ice Soul Assassin hurriedly fled and landed on the land of the ice field, wanting to escape with the help of the ice field.

But before the toes of his feet touched the ground, wisps of black silk threads erupted all over his body, and his body rose rapidly against his will, and continued to shrink, and finally, fell into the severed arm.

"Roaring ......"

This severed arm, which I don't know what it is, actually devoured a strong man who almost stepped into the ranks of power with almost one and a half feet, and devoured it alive!

It's appalling!

The ferocity is almost like a human thing!

Devoured the Ice Soul Assassin, the severed arm roared continuously, and even, there was a bit of stupidity to want to attack the Blood Soldier Daoist.

"Poof......" The Blood Soldier Daoist spurted out a large mouthful of natal essence blood, pinched the talisman with both hands, and fell towards the broken arm.

"Buzz ......"

The severed arm devoured the blood talisman, and he didn't stop, still ready to move.

"Buzz ......"

The Blood Soldier Daoist gritted his teeth, and a little spiritual light flashed in the center of his eyebrows, and he actually manifested the Yuan Shen in the outside world.

"Poof!"

The primordial god villain spewed out a mouthful of pure white vitality and landed on the broken arm. The broken arm has only converged slightly, but it is obviously not enough. The Yuanshen villain had no choice but to continue to spit, and sprayed more than a dozen mouthfuls of vitality one after another before he completely suppressed the fierce qi of the broken arm.

Immediately, in the creeping of the broken wall, it turned into a bloodshot ice sword again, but the bloodshot in it was obviously more than doubled.

The Yuanshen villain was obviously tired and sluggish, and flew back to his eyebrows with a depressed face.

The Blood Soldier Daoist sighed secretly, waved his hand, put away the Blood Ice Sword, and his face was extremely ugly. Originally, he was expected to be successfully promoted to the realm of Fatian in about a year. But now, the loss of the Yuan Shen Qi is too much, and it is impossible to be promoted at all, and the lost Yuan Shen Qi, even if he meditates hard and does not have a year of hard work, he will not be able to recover.

In this way, this battle is naturally not worth it.

With a secret sigh, the Blood Soldier Daoist disappeared without a trace.

......

The other side.

Luo Chen stared at a black-faced man with an ugly face, his eyes full of vigilance: "Where is Daoyou sacred, it seems that he is neither the Ice Sea Clan nor the Demon Clan?

"Hey......

The black-faced man smiled coldly, but he didn't answer, his figure flashed, and he hit Luo Chen.

"Humph!"

Luo Chen snorted coldly, and Xuan Ling turned into one, colliding with the black-faced man fiercely.

"Peng!"

Mana rage.

Whether it is Luo Chen or the black-faced man, they all fly out a hundred feet away.

"What a strong body!" Luo Chen was shocked.

In this competition, he was slightly inferior. You must know that since the Xuanhuang dragon blood was condensed in the body, and the Xuanling became unified, it was definitely not too difficult for Luo Chen to kill the physical body and realize the Dao. This kind of physical body, even if it is the power of the Fatian, there are very few people who can possess it, and it can even be said that there is not a single one.

However, it is simply appalling that this little-known black-faced man is even stronger than him.

"Could it be that this guy is not a human race at all?" Luo Chen said secretly.

The golden pupils and thoughts came out together, and even the Vientiane Star Technique, Luo Chen was secretly operating, but he couldn't get the slightest clue. Many means, all ineffective.

"Boom!"

The black-faced man attacked again.

"Buzzing ......" Luo Chen's body was like a swimming dragon, and he dodged in a hurry.

Although Luo Chen is not afraid of fighting, he naturally will not stupidly use his shortcomings to collide with the strengths of others.

In the dodge, Luo Chen flashed rapidly, and one after another arrays flew out, densely packed, blocking the ice fields within a radius of hundreds of miles, all of which were formations that blocked his thoughts and vision. Of course, the outermost layer is the defensive formation.

With Luo Chen's current methods, even if this black-faced man is strong, it is impossible for him to be afraid.

"Boom ......"

However, in the next moment, the black-faced man's aura was furious, and he unexpectedly burst out with majestic and boundless mana.

One law for a day, the mana is boundless.

Dharma Heaven Realm!

This is the power of a primordial god enlightenment, but it has a strong physique to slash the flesh and realize the way, although its primordial spirit is only preliminary, but the strength is even inferior to the middle of the Fatian!

"Fight!"

Luo Chen's fighting intent boiled.

Fighting with the power of Fatian, I feel my blood boiling when I think about it.

"Is that him?"

Suddenly, Luo Chen thought of someone - Mr. Mo!

Mr. Mo is only deducing a great power, but under his command, there is still a great power - no shadow. The shadowless is obviously Mr. Mo's servant.

If there can be one powerful servant, why can't there be two?

This is what Mr. Mo sent to kill him?

This is just speculation.

But on the body of this black-faced man, Luo Chen still felt a trace of indescribable familiarity, and he couldn't explain it clearly.