"Well."

The screaming crows sounded, one after another, ringing through the entire funeral mountain.

Countless crows flew from all over the Funeral Mountains, spreading across the sky, covering the sky, and the scene was extremely appalling.

Almost at the same time, Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon flew a large number of rules of the Holy Spirit into two vast rivers, colliding together in mid-air.

The rules of the Holy Word cultivated by the two are more than 90 million. Each rule of the Holy Word is exceptionally tough and indelible.

"Well."

The two rivers transformed by the rule of the Holy Spirit constantly collided, causing the surrounding space to be broken apart, and even the mountain range with the funeral was also rapidly disintegrating. I do n’t know how many bones were exposed, and then they were crushed into powder.

Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon seem to have a tacit understanding. Both have not mobilized the rules of heaven and earth and the power of heaven and earth, and simply confronted them with the rules of the Holy Spirit cultivated.

The strength of the rules of the Cause can, to a large extent, determine the strength of a person.

The key to this is what kind of Tao is being cultivated, and the monks who can cultivate to the Holy King Realm are at least one or even multiple avenues.

Those who can practice the nine steps of the Holy King Realm often need to specialize in one or more kinds of Supreme Holy Paths.

If one can major in the ancient ways, the potential itself can undoubtedly be greater.

There are hundreds of thousands of thick rules in Yan Wushen's sacred Tao rules. The river is very conspicuous, and it is practiced by absorbing the ancient ways.

If Zhang Ruochen were here, he would be very familiar with this rule of the Cause, because it is the rule of space.

Few people know that Yan Wushen is a space controller, and it is no wonder that he would be so interested in Chi Kunlun that he insisted on accepting him as a disciple.

In the river of the rules of the **** deities, there are also many thick rules that exude an extremely ancient and vicissitudes. Although they are not the rules established by the permanent ancient way, they can be comparable to them.

Everyone knows that the Nine Greatest Ancient Ways are the strongest way, transcendent.

But in fact, in the long period of time, there have been some powers that can compete with the Nine Great Eternal Ways, but it is very difficult to master, and few people can successfully cultivate. To this day, it has already been the world Forgotten.

The blood demon mastered an ancient magical power, which belongs to the "witch" power of the ancient period, and this is where its invincible capital lies.

Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon are peerless wizards. One is the master of the perpetual ancient way, and the other inherits the power of the ancient witches. The achievements they have achieved have left countless monks who can only look at their tasks.

In addition, more than half of the rules of Yan Wushen and the Blood Demon rule are practiced by enlightenment on the Supreme Path and the Avenue.

Under normal circumstances, most of the sacred rules developed by the strongest in the path are mainly 100,000 trails, which also results in their strength being relatively weak.

It is not that they are unwilling to enlighten the avenue and the Supreme Holy Path, but that it is too difficult, it often takes several times or even dozens of times, and may not be able to come out as expected.

"It is indeed a stranger who has cultivated nine carved pictures of the sky magic stone at the same time, and even mastered the power of the witch. You are enough to compare with the four heavenly kings of Tiangong." Yan Wushenlang said.

The blood demon said: "You, the first strongest under the **** in the world of hell, have not disappointed me. This trip is worth it."

As the two spoke, the river formed by the rules of the Cause had undergone tremendous changes, and various terrible visions had emerged.

Yan Wushen's regular river emerged from a magnificent shore, Yan Luo's virtual shadow, stepping on a yellow spring, holding a ground book, and controlling the life and death of billions of souls.

And in the regular river of blood monsters, there is a supreme heavenly demon who rushes out of the sky. There are nine dark magic lights behind his head, layered on top of each other, and the body exudes an ancient, wild, and domineering atmosphere. world.

"boom."

Yan Luo Xingying and Tian Mo Xingying collided fiercely, like two ancient beings, spanning endless time and space. When they met here, they wanted to suppress each other.

"Good opportunity, now."

Seeing that Yan Wushen was inextricably linked with the blood demon, Qiu Yichi immediately launched an action.

"Well."

Qiu Yichi and Yan were dispatched and rushed towards Yan Wushen at the fastest speed.

A blood demon holding Yan Wushen is undoubtedly the best time for them.

"You need to be able to take people away from under my eyelids."

Yan Wushen laughed loudly, and a sudden explosion of **** Yan Luoqi emerged in the body, drowning Qiu Yichi and Yan Li who came over.

"Wow--"

The next moment, **** Yan Luoqi condensed and turned into 999 avatars. Each avatar exudes a powerful breath, enough to be a deep holy king.

"Thousands of thousand body Yan Luo Dashu. This is a taboo of Yan Luo's family. Yan Wushen has not yet succeeded in the Great Divine Realm, but he has successfully cultivated."

For a while, Qiu Yichi and Yan Lili fell into the siege of these avatars.

Yan Wushen's nine hundred and ninety-nine avatars are very indifferent, showing the same holy art.

The light burst out, condensing 999 mottled stone bridges, exuding an extremely strange breath, and it seemed that the soul of the living body should be extracted from the flesh.

"Nye Ho Bridge."

An extremely old voice echoed in the void.

Qiu Yichi's complexion changed slightly, and she immediately waved her hands and dozens of figures appeared suddenly around her.

These people are all nine-step holy kings, each of whom has a huge name, but unfortunately they have been controlled by Qiu Yichi's spiritual way and blood soul Dafa.

Yan Liren has not changed, her expression is still gloomy, exuding strong negative emotions.

The original is the blood cocoon of Yan Liren's true body, combined with 100,000 negative emotional thoughts, which is equivalent to Yan Liren's avatar.

"Shoot."

With the order of Qiu Yichi, dozens of nine-step holy kings immediately shot.

Various powerful sacred arts and sacred artefacts have been played out one after another, and the bright light almost breaks this heaven and earth.

Yan Liren's body was also moving, with more intense negative emotions emanating from her body, spreading in all directions.

I saw Yan Liren probing two hands at the same time and turning them into two big hands covering the sky. It seems that the moon and the moon can be picked, which is the five-level fingerprints of the blood **** of the advanced level.

Unlike the five fingerprints of the blood gods cast by the Blood Spirit Fairy, Yan Li's palms can not only condense a large amount of blood evil spirits, but also aggravate negative emotions, which can erode flesh and blood and affect spiritual will.

"boom."

Dozens of holy arts and holy instruments played by nine-step holy kings blocked a small part of the stone bridge, and the rest fell into the palms of Yan Liren.

"A little skill." Yan Wushen said lightly.

He is naturally concerned about Yan Liren, but the other nine-step sage kings are out of his eyes.

"Om."

Suddenly, a strange wave emanated from Qiu Yichi's body, spreading at a speed beyond imagination.

Suddenly, Yan Wushen's 999 avatars were stagnant.

"boom."

All the stone bridges were blown up in an instant, forming a terrible impact. The encirclement formed by the 999 avatars immediately saw a gap.

Taking this opportunity, Qiu Yichi turned into a bloodlight, rushed out instantly, reached Yan Wushen's side, and seized Chi Kunlun.

"Humph."

Yan Wushen's real body uttered a cold hum, and took it with a random palm.

Qiu Yichi was well prepared, and without hesitation, he sacrificed the heart-giving bead given by the blood, and a strange and unpredictable mental power appeared, which severely bombarded Yan Yanshen's heart.

After blood's achievements in the way of the soul, naturally it is not Qiu Yichi's ability to compare. Even if it only seals a trace of the power of the soul in the heart, it also has a terrifying power. The ordinary great holy realm may not be able to resist Hold it.

As expected by Qiu Yichi, Yan Wushen's action was suddenly interrupted by the impact of the mind's force released by the deceiving bead.

"go."

Qiu Yichi did not dare to stop, and immediately took Chi Kunlun, speeding far away.

"Different ways of the soul, also deliberately shake the mind of this seat, leaving this seat."

Yan Wushen yelled, holding the vast **** of Yan Luoqi in his palm, and struck Qiu Yichi who was walking away.

"Well."

When Yan Liren appeared, it was also shot with one palm.

The majestic blood-sharp air emerged from its palm, instantly condensing a tall ghost of the Pluto, standing in the sky, emitting an extremely fierce air force.

"boom."

Pluto's virtual shadow shook and was on the verge of collapse, but he finally blocked the furious palm of Yan Wushen ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Just as Yan Wushen was about to make another shot, the blood demon suddenly exploded.

"Yan Wushen, pick me up.

The blood demon drank violently, and the body's extinction and magical energy continued to emerge.

Suddenly, that demon ghost quickly became solid, releasing the monstrous magic.

The nine layers of magic light behind the demon's virtual shadow combined with a special law and evolved into a strange and mysterious moire, blooming bright light, and bombarded toward Yan Wushen.

Yan Wushen's eyes flickered, and the **** in his body, Yan Luoqi, gushed wildly, and combined with the rules of the Holy River.

Yan Luo's virtual shadow became solid instantly, like the ancestors of the Yan Luo tribe, leaping from distant time and space, and a strange mark appeared on his forehead, like a deep starry sky, and a black hole that swallowed everything.

"boom."

The space was violently twisted, and then shattered, and all kinds of strange energies within thousands of miles came together and were swept away.

At the same time, the earth cracked, countless earth, stones and bones flew up, crushed into ash by the devastating forces.

It took a long time for this devastating force to subside, and the outer area of ​​the Burial Mountain was already destroyed.

Yan Wushen still stands on top of the mountain and is sheltered by him. This mountain is fortunately preserved.

The blood demon and Yan Liren have long been missing.

Yan Wushen locked Qiu Yichi's direction and was about to set off to chase. Suddenly he felt something, stopped, but suddenly a strange color appeared in his eyes, looking out to the distant sky.

"Praj? Unexpectedly, the nobleman of this destiny temple is so bold."

Yan Wushen whispered, and then moved in shape, chasing in the direction of induction. ()

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