Invincible Powers Chapter 32: Death shroud


The Yin God is out of the body!

Under An Ziqing's scolding, the Yin God of the Blood God Sect flew out of her body obediently and incomparably docilely!

What is the situation?

Li Feng, who had been accumulating momentum for a long time, was waiting for this moment, and without any time to think about it, he released "Frost Thunder Jue" with all his strength.

"Hey!"

Brilliant silver flashes of lightning, mixed with ice crystal thunder, came rushing toward the Yin God like silver-white snakes.

Thunder and lightning are the nemesis of all illusory souls!

Not long ago, the yin **** whose azimuth and trajectory was locked by "Xian Shenchen" was severely injured by Li Feng.

Li Feng also firmly believes that if the Yin God is bombarded again, his soul will definitely disappear!

But that statue, the Yin God who was hovering over An Ziqing's head, cowering, didn't even evade.

Be confident!

"Li Feng be careful!"

"Oops!"

Yuan Lianyao and Zhao Dongsheng, who saw something was wrong, all changed their colors suddenly.

At this moment, An Ziqing took a look at Li Feng from a distance.

Just a glance.

In the depths of Li Feng's mind, as if cut by thousands of sharp blades, seven holes bleed instantly!

In the depths of An Ziqing's eyes, there was a hint of deep red, which flashed quietly.

The **** ribbon wrapped around her waist was suddenly pulled out by her.

Like a long scarlet knife!

With a sound of "stabbing", there is a terrifying blood light shining out, An Ziqing swung the "knife" and slashed forward!

The ones released by Li Feng, the silver lightning rainbow lights, were still on the way, and then "crackling" exploded, directly turning into ice **** and light smoke.

"Hoo! Hoo hoo!"

The blossoming lotus, under Yuan Lianyao's control, blasted towards An Ziqing like a burning fireball.

The petals of the bright red lotus suddenly turned into sharp daggers.

Petals all over the sky, shooting at An Ziqing.

Each petal is engraved with mysterious talisman seal patterns, revealing such wonderful and mysterious powers as "sealing the town", "imprisonment", "binding" and so on.

When the petals were falling, Yu Yuan, Zhao Zhenghao, and Zhao Dongsheng, who were not the target, all felt very constrained.

As if stuck in a deep mud, it is extremely difficult to even raise your arms and move your ankles.

"The blazing blood red lotus can still form formations, and it has such a magical effect!" The big fat man of the Zhao family was surprised at this moment, "This woman still underestimates her."

"Is the city lord?"

An Ziqing grimaced, smiled and let out a soft cry, her eyes bent into crescents, looking at humans and animals harmlessly.

Waved by her, it is like a ribbon of a blood-colored long knife, which seems to be as hard as steel, and as soft as cotton balls.

"Go!"

The blood ribbon moved with the sound, as if it had its own life consciousness, and the blood python devoured the petals, engulfing them.

The petals all over the sky disappeared completely in just a few seconds.

In An Ziqing's eyes, there was another touch of blood in the depths, as crimson as the sky.

"Hiss!"

Dozens of crimson rays of light, which only Yuan Lianyao, who is in the Subtlety Realm, can perceive, burst out from An Ziqing's eyes.

Ignoring the space distance, it reaches Yuan Lianyao's mind in an instant!

The crimson light, in Yuan Lianyao's mind, is ever-changing, and it may become a ferocious giant python, or a scarlet lightning, or a terrifying demon god, or a blood sword that cuts the world!

In Dark Moon City, the city lord with the highest cultivation level suddenly had blood flowing from his ears.

Her eye-catching bright eyes quietly dimmed, without a trace of luster anymore.

"Bang!"

With astonishing momentum, the lotus flowers that lost their petals fell to the ground one by one.

The lotus flower is actually an artifact made of gold, iron and jade, not the condensation of weak spiritual power and blood.

The level of such an artifact is naturally not low, but now it falls on the ground, like Yuan Lianyao's eyes, gradually losing its luster.

"Who can resist the attack against the three souls of heaven, earth and man?"

As the head of the Zhao family, Zhao Zhenghao sighed bitterly, and signaled his fat son like a mountain of meat not to do useless work. , the senior of the Blood God Sect, in the light of Yinlong Lake, give the Zhao family a way to survive."

Seeing that the situation is not good, Zhao Zhenghao's heroic qualities are immediately revealed, and he is really able to bend and stretch.

Zhao Dongsheng drooped his head, dejected.

At the entrance of Jinluo Mountain, the members of the Huang family headed by Huang Fan and Huang Tianyi quietly showed their heads again.

As the head of the family, Huang Fan was puzzled at first, and then his spirits lifted, "Please, seniors of the God Sect, be the master of my Huang family! The poisonous woman killed it!"

Huang Bin's account, he also counted on Yuan Lianyao's head.

"Sister Yuan."

An Ziqing pursed her lips and smiled cleverly, "Do you know why the blood sacrifice array can still work successfully?"

Yuan Lianyao's ears were bleeding profusely, the light in her beautiful eyes was dim, and she didn't know how to answer.

Scattered in the valley, members of the Zhao family and the Yu family all looked at An Ziqing with strange eyes, as if they knew each other for the first time.

Who is she?

A few more eyes stayed on Yu Yuan, full of questioning.

"Brother Yu?" Zhao Yafu yelled timidly, "Your servant girl is taught by the Blood God. You don't even know it, do you?"

Just looking at the Yin God, facing An Ziqing's fearful attitude, one can tell that An Ziqing's status in the Blood God Cult will only be higher.

Raising his hands and feet, Yuan Lianyao, who was in the microscopic realm, was severely injured, which also explained a lot of problems.

"It seems that he escaped into An Ziqing's body, not to seize his home." Zhao Xi finally understood, "It was just using An Ziqing to hide from disaster, and with An Ziqing's help, the broken Yin God, Gather up again. Let me just say, how could the shadows of the Yin God reunite on her so quickly."

Nowadays, many people have seen it clearly.

The newly promoted Yin God of the Blood God Sect knew An Ziqing's identity a long time ago. When she was seriously injured, a ray of remnant soul hid in her body.

As if to prove everyone's judgment, the Yin God spoke at the right time, "Junior Sister, do you want to continue playing?"

"Shut up." An Ziqing snorted, and said, "Hurry up and integrate into the blood sacrifice circle, and use the power of the circle to sacrifice the soul and make the Yin God condense. I wasted a lot for you, a waste It's time. If your yin spirit fails to condense, I will be ashamed of this trip to Islam."

"Got it."

The Yin God, whose clues emerged from the "Shen Shenchen", agreed, and suddenly flew into the crimson sky.

Like the Juanjuan River flowing into the crimson sea of ​​blood.

"Show God Dust" finally lost its effect. Everyone looked up, but they could no longer see the movement of the Yin God, only knowing that he had merged into the blood sacrifice circle.

Those with superb realm also felt a heavier pressure in an instant.

The Blood Sacrifice Formation seems to have been endowed with a soul, with consciousness and wisdom.

The sky, the crimson and blood-colored sky, is turbulent and churning!

"Hey! Red Demon Sect!"

The proud and loud voice came from the crimson sky, it was the emissary of the Blood God Sect.

Thick clouds, as thick as crimson blood, surged and converged, forming a huge **** arm that could crush mountains and rivers.

This arm, as wide as a river of blood flowing, released a dazzling light.

The blood-colored arm, like an ancient **** bending down to catch a fish in the mortal world, penetrated the thick sky to catch someone.

The terrific and monstrous blood energy was released boundlessly from the crimson sky created by the blood sacrifice circle.

The huge blood-colored arm, like cutting through the sky, fell towards a low mountain outside the city.

That dwarf mountain is the place where Yuan Qiufang obeyed Yu Yuan's orders and beheaded Lu Yi.

At this moment, Yuan Qiufang, who was soaked in blood, was on the top of the short mountain.

Looking up, he saw a huge blood-colored arm covering the sky and the earth, acting as a hood.

Bunches of blood, like scarlet lightning, sputtered out from that arm.

"Papa Papa!"

The splashed blood shattered the dwarf mountain he was on, and the jagged boulders shattered, causing the mountains and rivers to shake.

"Blood God Religion!"

Yuan Qiufang roared in a low voice, and a pillar of flame light rushed out of Tianling Gai like a waterfall against the current.

He looked almost crazy.

However, at this moment, there was still a hint of hesitation in his eyes, "That pill..."

When the **** arm was about to press down, he gritted his teeth and finally swallowed a dark red pill in one gulp.

In his mind, Yu Yuan's words sounded, "It's not a game of death, this pill must not be taken!"

"Master."

On the other side, An Ziqing, the purple-clothed servant girl, twisted her waist and came towards Yu Yuan.

As if in the early mornings, she sat on a copper basin to serve Yu Yuan, as she was familiar with.

Dark Moon City, the members of the four major families who are still alive feel their scalps go numb.


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