Xiao Ding fell into the realm of madness, and the bloody Shura was originally a kind of power to hurt himself first and then others. The pen is fun and the pavilion is bathed in blood www.biquge.info murderous aura is draped, and the madness is incomparable.

Xiao Ding roared like a beast, the bloody breath flowed out of his body, bursting out of palpitating fluctuations, and a fierce and terrifying bloody aura rushed towards him, and heavy blood waves stained the sky red, and the blood-red divine flame was soaring and beating.

Looking closely, the bright red color covered Xiao Ding's whole body, and the appearance was extremely terrifying.

Qinglin looked at Xiao Ding's crazy appearance, and said disdainfully: "This kind of exercise is really boring, destroying oneself but not killing the enemy, it is useless." ”

Wang Zixian and Yang Qingkong retreated quickly before the battle, and at this time, the two were far away from the place where the two were fighting, but they could still smell the bloody aura emanating from Xiao Ding's body.

"It's so thick. Yang Qingkong said in surprise.

"This is the bloody Shura of an elder in the Ghost Valley, although the power is extremely powerful, it is a pity that there are too many drawbacks. Wang Zixian said regretfully.

Yang Qingkong smiled coldly and said, "I don't need to wait for a move, so why care." ”

Wang Zixian didn't say anything more, and watched the battle between the two in front of him intently. The blood was like a knife, sonorous and deafening, and the blood-colored knife surged in, and the gravel under his feet was as easily cut as tofu.

Looking at the oncoming blood-colored sword mang, Qing Lin's eyes flashed with coldness, and he held the blood lance in his hand hard, and strode forward to meet the sword. "Boom" seems to be shaking in the sky.

Xiao Ding stepped forward quickly, the sword was shocking, the momentum was too amazing, and the blood-colored long knife swung out, bursting out with the strongest power. Qinglin's eyes were cold, and he rose into the air, the blood lance waved again and again, and the red blood was constantly slashed. The blood lance was extremely sharp, shaking the knife hard, and a little red light dissipated in the air, he was attacking strongly, without the slightest intention of retreating.

"Boom" endless blood rushed to the sky, the beasts roared, and Xiao Ding shouted: "Give me death." ”

The majestic power fell like falling from the sky, bombarding Qinglin's blood lance, and the hand holding the lance couldn't help but tremble, I have to say that Xiao Ding is a big enemy.

Qing Lin frowned slightly, he knew that he couldn't burst out with all his strength, and he still needed strength to suppress 'it'.

Qingshuang also looked at Qinglin nervously, but the hand of the piano did not stop, and the sound of the qin continued, but it was difficult to hide the feelings in her heart. Qinglin had no choice but to retreat, and was hit by a huge force and flew upside down. But Xiao Ding did not let go of such an opportunity, and walked in the air, his body was like a blood shadow, as fast as wind and lightning. "Die!"

Xiao Ding's eyes were red at this moment, he was so violent, the bloody Shura Jue was moving through the heavens and the earth, and he was exuding blood light all over his body, as if he was possessed by a demon god, communicating the power of heaven and earth, and the surging vitality of heaven and earth gathered from all directions. At this moment, the fist was like a dragon, shaking the mountains and rivers. He threw big punches in succession, one punch after another. Mountains and rocks shattered to the ground. A boulder of tens of meters was unexpectedly separated by him.

Qinglin Killing God flew up, floating like a frightening wave, quickly adjusted, and actually went up against the blood-colored light, and the blood lance turned into a bloody light attached to his hand, straight to Xiao Ding's throat.

God Destroyer - Slash!

The god destroying style was permeated in Qinglin's palms, and a mountain of overwhelming power was heavy one after another, like a stormy wave, and like a meteorite cutting through the sky, silent coercion, and the air was condensed at this moment. However, the overwhelming red light was like a blazing sun, but it was extremely bloody! Xiao Ding did not reserve any reservations this time, and almost used all his strength. The incomparably powerful power seemed to be imprinted in the void, and the crimson blood rays were beating and surging, surging with monstrous blood light. Xiao Ding stepped into the air, and the strength of the Heaven Realm was clear at a glance, step by step, the powerful coercion condensed around him, and huge bursts of energy emerged.

The blood killing step became faster and faster, as if walking in the wind, and quickly rushed to Qinglin's body, and the bloody Shura was ruthless, and with a loud bang, the blood-colored light burst out, and the destructive power hit Qinglin's body fiercely.

Although he tried his best to block it, he was still blasted out alive, and a large mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth.

"Hah...... Ha ha...... Hahaha......" Xiao Ding looked up to the sky and smiled, his dark hair had already turned blood-red, and he was arrogant.

He looked at Qing Lin indifferently, and said coldly: "The bloody Shura is the path to comprehend the secret realm, I am already ahead of you, why are you fighting with me? How do you fight with me? It is not difficult to kill you." In front of my assura state, all your power is like a mirror, and it is difficult to have the slightest effect on me. You can't ---- ----!" Qinglin looked at Xiao Ding calmly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up silently, a force that was originally dormant in his body seemed to be slowly waking up.

"Knock! knock!"

A sound came from Qinglin's body.

Seeing such a scene, Qingshuang's piano sound became heavy, and she said loudly: "No!"

Qinglin was shocked, the power that was about to be released was pressed back from the new, and the backlash of the power made a trace of blood overflow from the corner of his mouth, but the light in his eyes became more intense, without a trace of fear, and the undefeated battle intent in his heart became stronger and stronger. He will not retreat from such an opponent.

Looking at Qinglin's appearance just now, Xiao Ding's heart trembled for no reason, but after Qingshuang shouted, it was fine, Xiao Ding said coldly: "Fight with me, you actually have spare strength, it seems that you really want to die." ”

Qinglin looked at Xiao Ding calmly and said, "You don't need to use all your strength, you are defeated." ”

The intention is like the wind, and the long-lost Guigu swordsmanship has appeared again, and the blood lance has escaped from the dust, but it has a killing opportunity.

The same blood color is different, Xiao Ding's blood red is the blood of killing, while Qinglin's sea of blood is a lonely death.

Qinglin's lance only keenly locked Xiao Ding's throat for a moment, and the power above the blood lance was extremely powerful, and it was overwhelming all obstacles. Crush everything tangible!

Xiao Ding finally changed color at this moment, even in such a bloody Shura state, he also felt an extremely dangerous sense of oppression, especially in his throat, which turned out to be a small pimple due to the shivering, he retreated like a ghost, it can be described as as fast as a meteor, and disappeared in place in an instant.

But Qinglin didn't let him go, he followed him like a shadow, and he had already locked him firmly, and the god-destroying style and the longitudinal sword technique were blended together, and they burst out at the same time, pointing directly at his throat. Xiao Ding was scared, he never thought that Qinglin would actually know the supreme swordsmanship of the Guigu Zongheng family, although it is said that every disciple of the Guigu Zongheng family can practice the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, but not everyone can cultivate it, there are many people who learn the Guigu Zongheng swordsmanship in each generation, but there are very few successful ones, and the two of them in this generation are very good Ye Tianyi and Jian Wuchen, one vertical and one is horizontal. Of course, there are still people who practice the Ghost Valley Vertical and Horizontal Sword Technique, but there are no more strong two of them.

Legend has it that the three young generation powerhouses punished by the underground palace are the cultivators of the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, and they are also practicing the strongest technique of the Ghost Valley, the Great Emperor Ancient Scripture, but unfortunately they are not Ye Tianyi's opponents.

In the face of the people of the Ghost Valley who use the vertical and horizontal swordsmanship, you must be careful, because everyone who survives must be a supreme powerhouse.

The two of them kept shifting and changing positions, and their figures were constantly changing, and the incomparably powerful power made Wang Zixian, who was watching the battle from a distance, tremble.

Yang Qingkong said with a cold face: "This guy is actually so strong!"

Wang Zixian's face was also extremely ugly, he didn't expect Qinglin to be so strong, the killing intent emerged, and he said lightly: "He must die." ”

"Yes, you must die!"

......

"Boom" fused with the god-destroying style swordsmanship, and the power finally exploded, Xiao Ding protected his throat with his hand, and slashed at Qinglin's body with the other hand.

Both of them flew upside down, each spitting out a few mouthfuls of blood. Qing Lin looked at the blood light in his hand, felt Xiao Ding's different power, and sighed secretly: "I still lack my own attack magic technique, although the sword technique is strong, but I am too far away from Maya, this time I must get the Phoenix Nirvana Sutra." ”

He knew that it was impossible to kill Wang Zixian and Yang Qingkong this time, so the secret of the secret realm could never be exposed, so he could only choose to kill with one blow.

Xiao Ding slowly stabilized his body, his steps were extremely heavy, and there was an indescribable sense of depression, which made people breathless.

Qing Lin faced calmly, and the power of the Blood Sea Heavenly Court slowly began to emerge, and a vague shadow appeared behind Qing Lin.

The silence was incomparable, without a trace of sound, and he felt the terrifying power behind Qinglin. Xiao Ding's expression changed, but he was not afraid, he still stepped forward, threatening for a while, and the aura of killing did not decrease but increased.

Qinglin was silent, and made a decisive move, the power of the Ancient Heavenly Court suppressed this side of the heaven and earth, ruthlessly crushing all the forces.

Xiao Ding was taken aback, he found that his strength was suppressed, and he was unable to exert his full strength, and Shura's body was severely restrained.

The blood light was shocking, and the blood lance moved forward ruthlessly, and the lance was like a knife, easily cutting Xiao Ding's body.

Pieces of crystal falling feathers appeared, beautiful and moving, but the piercing killing machine let Xiao Ding know that this was not a beautiful scenery, but the power to kill the soul.

"The blood phoenix spreads its wings, flutters its wings for nine days, and the feathers are colorful, and the pieces capture the soul. Qinglin said in a low voice.

Countless falling feathers flew out, and red light pierced the sky, carrying endless bloody power.

The sea of blood between Qinglin and Xiao Ding completely emerged, and the shocking coercion suppressed Xiao Ding in one fell swoop.

"This can't be!" Xiao Ding looked horrified.

"Boom"

Qinglin's hands were like knives, shaking mercilessly, and gently slashed across Xiao Ding's head.

"Poof"

Xiao Ding looked at Qinglin with frightened eyes, his mouth trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth anymore.

Silently fell to the ground.