The Blood Song of the Three Realms Chapter 260: The shock brought by the kill (1)
Yin Xuege looked at Hao Tu with half of his body sunk in the rubble with a smile, roaring like a mad bull.
Wang Lingxuan's cursing was very clear, and half of the people on the street heard his angry cursing. Yin Xuege looked at Haotu with a smile, waved the huge claw ax in her hand, and added a sentence to Haotu equally clearly and loudly: "It really is a waste, even I can't stand it?"
Hautu hissed and roared, he turned into a yellow light and rushed to the sky, then dived down from the sky recklessly. There was a flash of light on his **** palm, and 30% of the blood in his body was suddenly consumed. The finger that was shattered by Shifang Chaodu had been regenerated, and it was as tough and tyrannical as the original finger.
He threw down the heavy shield, clenched his hands into fists, pulling the aura of heaven and earth in all directions, compressing layers of runes on top of his fists, two khaki-colored hills with a radius of about 10 meters were in his fists. Formed on the top, with the terrifying aura of Mount Tai pressing down on the top, it rolled up a heavy wind and shot down from the air.
The entire Xiaoyao Mountain was shaken. Xiaoyao Mountain is tens of thousands of miles high, and there are at least thousands of wealthy families in the upper and lower levels. The aura immediately alarmed everyone.
Countless paths of spiritual consciousness gathered towards this side, and the spiritual consciousness collided with each other, even causing ripples visible to the naked eye.
There is even a Jinxian-level powerhouse protecting his junior, flying far into the sky, pointing and looking at this side. Hao Tu is also a relatively well-known master in Xiaoyao Mountain. He can provoke him and force him to fight with all his strength inside Xiaoyao Mountain. This excitement is worth their mixing.
On the street thousands of miles higher than the block where Zhentian Shengwang Mansion is located, several loud and clear shouts turned into rolling thunder waves and blasted down.
"Hey, Haotu, bully such a little baby. You really give your master a face!"
"Put harder and smash that mountain into pieces for me, hahaha, you Zhentian Shengwang Mansion is rich, and you can afford to destroy whatever you destroy!"
"I bet a low-grade spirit stone, Haotu can't win this doll. If Haotu wins, everyone just take this low-grade spirit stone!"
The malicious ridicule turned into a rolling shock wave, which almost spread throughout the Xiaoyao Mountain. The abnormal consciousness invaded Haotu's body viciously, wanting to peek at the core meaning of the supernatural powers and mysteries that Haotu practiced with all his strength.
Yin Xuege raised his head, he looked at Haotu roaring down from the sky, his divine sense swept over him, and he knew that if Haotu's blow really hit the ground. At least a block of neighborhoods in the surrounding area and the upper and lower floors of the streets will be reduced to dust.
The Zhentian Shengwang Mansion and the mansions of other wealthy families protected by heavy restrictions will be safe, but the houses of ordinary civilians and casual cultivators, and even those civilians and casual cultivators, will be smashed to pieces by Haotu's blow. Dazed.
"Hehe, come on." A fighting spirit welled up in his heart, and the great blood in his body continuously released a billowing hot flow all over his body. The sage who condensed the essence and blood of Dao's perception of the way of heaven was continuously integrated into Yinxuege's primordial spirit, his Zifu Consciousness Sea. That seed Yuanshen has grown a new shoot. The buds with hazy green shadows are verdant and dripping, exuding strange avenue fluctuations.
The golden fairy weapon in his hand was taken back, and a high-grade green wood attribute golden fairy weapon 'Qinglong Pile' obtained from Wanbing Building was taken out by Yin Xuege. The Green Dragon Stake, three feet high, six inches thick, green and densely covered with thin veins, had just been taken out, and it resonated strangely with the blood essence and blood in Yin Xuege's body.
Every drop of Dao blood. They are all the products of the perfect fusion of the essence of life and the laws of the heavens, and they contain infinite mysteries and extremely powerful power. The drop of Dao Jing blood in Yin Xuege's body is exactly the attribute of Qingmu, and the insignificant heat flow he radiates is equivalent to all the immortal power of a strong golden immortal.
And this power is more pure than Jinxian power. The quality is a thousand times higher.
The green wooden stake spewed out bright light like a top-quality emerald, and there was a crisp dragon chant sound from the transparent green dragon stake, and the three-foot-long wooden stake wriggled violently, and its body expanded rapidly , and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a thousand-foot-long cyan dragon soaring into the sky.
The so-called Qinglong Zhuang, his weapon spirit is a real Qinglong dragon soul, after being beheaded by a strong man from Wanbingmen, the dragon soul has been sealed in Qinglong Zhuang for thousands of years. Nourished by the blood essence of Daoist, the dragon soul suddenly came alive.
The blue dragon soars to the sky, all the flowers, plants and trees in Xiaoyao Mountain, as long as they belong to plants, release the purest green wood aura in the body at the same time. Even if it was the weakest grass, he happily released a little green wood essence in his body that was thousands of times weaker than the firefly.
Countless green wood auras turned into strands of green light and continuously poured into Qinglong's body. The hazy body of Qinglong quickly became cohesive and solid, and each dragon scale emitted a bright light, as beautiful as carved emeralds.
Wang Lingxuan's eyes widened. He quickly judged the terrifying power contained in this green dragon. A saint made a move, and the terrifying aura brought by the green dragon really had the momentum to crush everything and shatter the void.
He opened his mouth, wanting to remind Haotu to dodge.
After all, Haotu is one of the captains of the internal guards of his holy palace, his confidant subordinate, and his capable thug. It is impossible for Haotu's earth-attribute supernatural powers to block the blow of the Qinglong, which has absolute restraint.
Even his body leaned forward, he wanted to help Haotu block the blow.
But just as he moved, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and a middle-aged man with an indescribably mysterious smile stood in front of him. The whole body of the middle-aged man exuded a fiery fighting intent, and the arrogant fighting was like a raging fire, burning the surrounding space faintly distorted.
"Wang Zhankuang, what do you want to do?" Wang Ling roared angrily.
The burly man blocking him is none other than the contemporary Saint King Zhan Kuang of Dou Zhan Sheng Wang Mansion who is also a descendant of sinners exiled by Wang's Saint Clan in Xiaoyao Mountain. His cultivation base is a little lower than Wang Lingxun's, but the people in Douzhan Shengwang's Mansion are so aggressive that Wang Lingxun may not be able to suppress the opponent when they really fight.
"I don't want to do anything. Since it's a fight, it must be fair!" Wang Zhankuang looked at Wang Lingxuan gloatingly, his body trembling slightly, gritted his teeth and said with a deep smile: "A mere thug, dead Just died. What you urgently need in the Tiantian Shengwang Palace is an alchemist, not a warrior, what do you think?"
"Fuck!" Wang Ling was so angry that the corners of his eyes twitched, and Wang Zhankuang also knew that his mission of returning to the sect was to refine the **** Baoyan Dongxuan Guiyuan Pill.
What he said was really annoying to the extreme.
The Zhentian Shengwang Mansion is indeed in urgent need of alchemists, but such a master as Haotu, can it be lost in vain?
With a snarl, Wang Lingxuan suddenly clasped his hands together, and a gloomy thunder light flickered in his palm. He didn't have time to waste time with Wang Zhankuang, so he simply used the strongest attack spell, trying to force Wang Zhankuang back, Rescue Haotu.
An erratic white figure approached silently in the slanting thorns. A young woman who was born beautiful was holding a soft sword that was more than ten feet long and as wide as a thumb, twisting gently like a spirit snake. Expressionlessly locked his consciousness on Wang Lingxuan.
"Two fight one, and you'll lose." The young woman looked at Wang Lingxuan indifferently, with the corners of her mouth drooping as if she was about to cry, and said, "You don't move, I don't move. If you move, I'll strike. "
Wang Lingxuan's face twitched, and he yelled at the young woman angrily, "Wang Qiangwei, sooner or later this king will scratch your thorn clean."
This time, he is qualified to participate in the mission of returning to the clan, one of the three branches vying for the right to return to the clan of the Wang clan. The current Patriarch Wang Qiangwei said with a drooping face, "Then let me Get it on your bed? Are you afraid that I will cut up half of your soft meat and feed it to the dog?"
Wang Zhankuang laughed strangely, he pointed at Wang Lingxun and laughed loudly: "Half tael soft meat? Aha, half tael? Sister Qiangwei, are you sure what this guy said? It's only half double? Hey, he has so many children, aren't they all his own?"
Wang Ling was trembling with anger, but the next moment, he calmed down.
He looked up at Hao Tu, who had jumped down from the high altitude, and shouted in a cold voice: "Hao Tu, burn your blood and soul, and kill with all your strength!"
From Wang Lingxuan's attempt to save people, to Wang Zhankuang and Wang Qiangwei's attempts to stop them, all this is a long story, but in fact it only took two snaps of the fingers. Wang Lingxun was sure that he could not break through the obstruction of two masters of the same level to save Haotu, so let Haotu die. Even if it is death, Yin Xuege must be killed. The little girl who made Wang Lingxuan's heart flutter is destined to be his collection!
Hao Tu heard the absolute meaning in Wang Lingxun's words~IndoMTL.com~ The green dragon rushing up from below gave him even more pressure.
The power of green wood naturally restrains the power of thick soil, Haotu jumped hundreds of miles high, and when he swooped down from the sky, Yin Xuege had just taken out the green wood stake. At this time, he just felt a little uncomfortable. But when the green dragon suddenly appeared, the rushing green dragon brought him a great sense of crisis.
When the green wood aura from the surrounding flowers and trees continuously poured into Qinglong's body, and the Qinglong gradually turned the emptiness into reality, Haotu felt the catastrophe of extinction.
A mere true immortal, even if he is using a golden immortal tool, how can he feel so scary like a majestic golden immortal? Haotu was so angry that two of his big teeth shattered, he gritted his teeth, he didn't even need Wang Lingxun's order, he had already started to burn his blood.
When Wang Lingxuan's order came, Haotu roared wildly, his eyebrows shone with dazzling light, and his primordial spirit also began to burn. His body was surrounded by a mass of khaki-yellow light, and the two hills on his fists began to merge, and soon merged into a mountain with a height of hundreds of feet. (To be continued..)
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