Chapter 1437 Chapter Sixteen: Life and Death

The talented monsters will eventually be driven out by the human race, the root of which is still a problem of inheritance.

Human warriors are stronger from generation to generation, but monsters rarely change.

Inherent intrepidity creates innate arrogance. Even if the demon king is as powerful as the blood **** dominates, it does not clarify the relationship between the spiritual power of each stage and the spiritual power of each stage. No matter how long drifting in the void and turbulence, the world spirit that has lost its spiritual energy will not be able to regenerate the world spirit.

Therefore, the blood **** who has not seen the world spirit awakening is becoming more and more manic, not only because of the endless loneliness, but more because of the worry in his heart.

After being trapped for thousands of years, the Xihe he knew well no longer exists. If there is anything to be concerned about in the heavens and the earth, but old enemies and old friends.

Most of the demon kings are simple, but not stupid. The world spirits that have not been reborn have made the blood **** think of the worst.

But he arbitrarily denied this judgment, stubbornly thinking that it was just because of insufficient energy.

After that, the blood-colored spirit world didn't avoid it any more, and ran rampant in the turbulent void.

The blood sea of ​​Taotao wiped out the relics of civilization, the galloping blood beasts tore the countless creatures in the spiritual wall, and the unowned spiritual world on one side was torn apart and turned into the most basic nutrient supply, but the soul dominated by the blood **** was gradually weakened.

"Fox, I am about to die."

The blood gushing from the blood spring in the underground palace turned into a sad bat face: "If there are at most two collisions, the spirit spring will dry up, when the time comes."

The endless void is the great coffin of the sage. Every time the great sage of the demon race comes to the end of his life, in order to prevent the enemy from coveting his own essence and blood, he will escape into the void and never return it. Although the ruler of the blood **** is not a demon saint, but The fierce name is even worse, and it is not bad to return to the void.

The drifting blood-colored spirit world collided with the pure white spirit world again. After the collision and friction between the boundary wall and the boundary wall, it began to crack. The blood-colored one was invincible, and it was about to be crushed.

There is infinite vitality in the pure white spirit world full of vitality. While the blood **** dominates ecstasy, there is also some regret.

‘If only I could meet earlier! ’

With the only remaining spiritual power, it is impossible to tear open the boundary wall of the pure white spiritual world unless

The Blood God Lord made some calculations in his heart, and finally made up his mind.

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, Zunwu gave an order."

"Blood evil is the guide, all evils are one."

"Great Thawing Technique!"

The huge blood face wandering outside the underground palace chanted faintly, the fierce soul of the king realm turned into a whirlpool, and the four spiritual springs and the power of all blood slaves in the spirit world were extracted and integrated, including the blood color world originally wrapped outside the spirit world. The walls are all turned into energy and injected into the soul.

As the huge evil spirit was ingested, the Bat Demon King once again felt the power to dominate everything.

The blood-dissolving giant stepped on the void ground and screamed towards the pure white spirit world, and dozens of blood evil spirits came out of the hole.

The tough, pure white boundary wall was torn, revealing the lush forests and mountains inside, and the spiritual power quickly floating in the turbulence made the hemolytic giant intoxicated.

"It's really a great spiritual world, what a pity"

The hemolytic giant took another step, and the **** sky curtain would lose the entire envelope of the spiritual world protected by the boundary wall, and the endless blood evil turned into a sea of ​​blood, greedily devouring everything in the spiritual world.

Countless creatures with sharp ears screamed and raised their bows and arrows to shoot, but those long arrows that contained vitality were not the favorite nutrients of the blood **** ruler.

Under the attack of these sharp-eared human races, the blood **** ruler became more and more powerful, and the blood sea rolled over the waves, flooding the jungle full of wood-based spiritual power.

The sharp-eared human race roared with tears, and then was pressed by the raised hand outstretched in the blood sea, and became a blood slave after being corroded by the blood evil.

This world is huge, but the Blood God is in a hurry to dominate, because the great blood melting technique cast by the Soul can last for a short time, and he still has a lot to do.

The sea of ​​blood was surging, and the emerald time was dyed crimson in a blink of an eye. The countless sharp-eared people who were soaked by blood evil turned their guns and began to slaughter their own people.

Countless beasts and birds were swallowed with bones and turned into strength, and the fierce and unwilling resentment turned the spiritual world that was originally like a heaven into a terrifying **** of blood.

Most of the sharp-eared tribes can only escape to the top of the mountain, watching their homes swallowed by blood with tears, and there is no way.

But some pointed-ear tribes who mastered the original power began to get together, or to draw ancient formations, or chant ancient spells, and began to call their true gods.

These blood **** masters were in their eyes, but he did not stop them, but provided them with convenience.

Until this group of people truly awakened the origin of the spiritual world, it was a giant tree rising from the ground, easily piercing through the sky, standing in the void, so tall that it was indescribable, and so sacred that even a sea of ​​blood could not erode.

The blood **** ruled and destroyed many civilizations over the years, but he had never seen such a spiritual origin of the spirit world, and it was a bit shocked for a while.

The Demon King was like this, not to mention the desperate Point-eared tribe, they saw Shenmu like their mother, the familiar feeling made people burst into tears.

And the nest of branches and leaves on the giant tree has a deadly attraction to them. They climbed up the giant tree with hands and feet, and then madly hid in those branches and leaves, as if the sheltered pointed ears kneeled and prayed for thanksgiving , I am grateful for the response of God.

But perhaps it was too warm and mellow. These pointed-ear tribes who prayed for gratitude soon passed out, and then the nest made of branches and leaf buds began to shrink, shrinking and tightening, shrinking and shrinking.

Thousands of tree nests shrank to the limit, and the giant trees were driven away with emerald green silver light.

"Hehehehehehe!"

Opened a pair of playful eyes on the **** sky, and then opened a huge mouth, and asked in the language of the world spirit: "It turns out that a world full of vitality treats lambs in this way. Is this the same way by different means?"

On the towering giant tree, a face slowly emerged. If there are people from the Sharp-eared tribe, you can see that this is the true **** of this world, the origin of all things.

It’s just that perhaps no one has thought about it, this origin is not the sacredness of the illusion, but the spirit of the existing world.

"The sea of ​​blood destroys the world, and one yuan dies. As long as the old tree survives, there is another yuan."

The giant tree said to the blood **** quietly: "As long as it swallows you, it won't take long for the Elf World to recover."

"Muhahahahahaha."

A huge wave was raised in the sea of ​​blood, and the blood **** ruled toward the giant tree: "Life and death, existence and silence, from now on, this place will be called the Blood God Realm!"

...

Qutang City Battlefield

Void Grandmaster Tang Luo did not let down the wind with one enemy, this was a scene Duan Haoyao had never preset.

Let the five aristocratic masters hold Tang Luo, and then they attacked with a joint attack by the sects. This kind of tactical arrangement must not be wrong, but the bad thing is that they did not anticipate that Tang Luo's void spirit body, in addition to incarnation of a giant, also Can become so small and flexible.

Even if he is locked in by the soul, he has to be fully focused and can't tolerate a little carelessness, because you don't know when Tang Luo will cross the battlefield and attack another target.

The weak offensive power is only the desperate defense power of the void spirit body, but Tang Luo is not weak in single-on-one attack except for the lack of group attack methods.

What is even more sad is that the stunts that several family masters are proud of have not worked for Tang Luo so far.

The magical body of Liu Miaotian, the master of magic and obscurity, turned into a thousand changes, making it impossible to distinguish between what is false and what is real, but Tang Luo was able to find the true body from several dharmas. Several sneak attacks made Liu Miaotian dangerous.

And the Xuan Mingqi of Mu Lianyin, Grand Master of Sunbreaking Sun, was already extremely Yin. Duan Huiyao sought him over, hoping that he could use his cold energy to slow down the speed of the Void Spiritual Body, but in fact his cold energy affects Tang Luo is useless.

It’s not right to say that it’s useless. After these Xuan Ming Qi hit Tang Luo, it will turn into an Innate Divine Sword or Dou Zhuan Xing Yi Yi and return, making other masters ashamed, making Mu Lian Yin not aware of him. Is it time to keep doing it?

The remaining Gentu puppets Liu Pi, Yuding Grandmaster Nong Tianxin, and Xiantian Grandmaster He Yuechan were the main force to besie Tang Luo, but the mud puppets pinched by Xiantian Gentu were punched by Tang Luo, and the Horcrux Xuanding again He didn't dare to sacrifice for fear of being crushed by yin and yang. As for He Yuechan's innate aura, it was not uncommon, but it was equal to Tang Luo's innate divine sword.

Often it was just a few people who had a round of spiritual skills, Tang Luo, unscathed, and a punch of Lengzi made the spirit bodies of several masters tremble again and again.

However, Tang Luo, who had taken close combat, was very close to the grandmaster of the family, causing Duan Guiyao and Duan Siping to squeeze for a long time, and could not find a good opportunity to display it.

"This is not the way to go."

Duan Siping said in a voice transmission from Duan Siping: "After Tang Luo's fist is old, he throws the combined blow and breaks his void spirit first!"

"Never!"

Duan Siping said in shock: "At the moment Tang Luo and He Yuechan are entangled together. If they join forces with each other, Grandmaster He will be unlucky!"

"This is the price to be paid to defend justice!"

Duan Yuyao resolutely said: "Does Siping think that a grandmaster like Tang Luo can be won without a little battle damage!? If you really think so, it would be too naive!"

"but"

Duan Siping still hesitated in his heart, but he heard Duan Yuyao suddenly say: "Don't hesitate, Tang Luo's fist is old, use his smart skills!"

Under the guidance of Duan Yuyao, the two masters launched the long-established "Seven Killing Evil Dragon Wave".

What is unexpected is that Tang Luo, who seems to be old in his fist, has turned back against the common sense, leaving He Yuechan to face the ferocious "Seven Killing Evil Dragon Wave" alone.

Seven different attributes, but all broke through the psychic entanglement of three qualitative changes, the evil dragon phantom that was transformed into He Yuechan's body all penetrated.

The He family's innate grandmaster, who had been famous for decades, was annihilated by these hundreds of thousands of ultimate moves and turned into ashes.

And Tang Luo, who was dangerously evasive of the "Seven Killing Evil Dragon Wave" Dragon Shadow, was also knocked out by the aftermath. The original flaws were so big that several aristocratic masters would definitely make up for a round of pursuit, but at this time they just stood. In the sky, staring blankly at the evil dragon phantom flying farther and farther.

Due to the limitation of the cultivation technique, most masters cannot take the step of spiritual evolution. If today's "Seven Killing Evil Dragon Wave" is replaced by Xiao Jinlin or Xu You.

They can either turn into hundreds of dragon shadows to evade, or turn into spiritual flames to burst out, without injury, but if they are just a few of them, as long as they are hit by the dragon shadow head-on, they will die without burial.

Perhaps the friendship of the four great clans was just a polite mouth, but when He Yuechan died in front of them, it made the sadness of rabbits and foxes in the hearts of several family masters.

"Hahaha, such a ferocious spiritual skill, I almost got caught."

Tang Luo, who had collected the sound of the two grandmasters from the beginning to the end, stood still in the void and wiped off the non-existent beads of sweat on his forehead. The two pale-faced grandmasters of Chaoxie Palace said: "Although the combination is good, you guys It's too accurate, too much, hahaha."

"Shameless child, don't want to provoke!"

Duan Huiyao became angry and said: "The next "Seven Kills Xie Longbo" will definitely break your void spirit!"

"Really, I'm afraid it's difficult."

Tang Luo pointed to the other four grandmasters and said, "It seems that you didn't make the situation clear when the Evil King Palace asked for help. So now that Grandmaster He is dead, several seniors seem a little scared!"

Right now, Liu Miaotian and the four had stood together in a group and had no intention of besieging Tang Luo anymore, and occasionally glanced at Duan Yuyao and Duan Siping's eyes, with even more dissatisfaction revealed.

Just like Tang Luo said, when Duan Yuyao was invited to help with his punches, the other party had never said that there would be a risk of death. He only talked about the toughness of Tang Luo's void combat body, but the disadvantage of insufficient attack power.

Although after this fight, they found that Tang Luo's offensive power was not low, but at least it was still in the category that the grandmaster's spirit body could recognize. They had already said something to death before, so they could only pinch their noses and hit them.

Unexpectedly, the two of the Evil Palace were so unrelenting. Seeing that they fell slightly into a disadvantage, they ignored the friendship of the military and directly sacrificed spiritual skills.

Poor He Yuechan, as the main force in the field, was directly torn to gray by Dragon Shadow. Perhaps this innate grandmaster had never expected to die. She resisted Tang Luo's fists, but died under the combined attack of allies. What a chill !

"You guys don't want to listen to the thieves. It was just an accident just now."

The mistake has been made, and the most important thing at the moment is to achieve the goal. Duan Siping gritted his teeth and said to the four masters who retreated to the border: "If Tang Luo is not eradicated today, it will be a catastrophic disaster until he comes to the house for liquidation. Being affected by the aftermath of the evil dragon and already injured, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to eliminate demons!"

The expressions of the four masters changed their expressions. After the previous fight, they were already terrified of Tang Luo's aptitude and combat power.

Even if I really want to get out and leave now, I still feel a little flustered as long as I think about becoming a mortal enemy with such a person in the future.

But they were panicked in their hearts, and it would be too stupid to cooperate with the Evil King Palace. They did not have the strength to resist the "Seven Kills Evil Dragon Wave".

Just think about what Duan Siping said, and he was really moved. After all, if he retreated now, He Yuechan would be dead in vain.

Maybe Tang Luo is really injured? The four masters couldn't help turning their eyes to Tang Luo, wanting to see some clues from the calm and watery face.

Tang Luo stretched out his hand with a smile, and beckoned to a few people: "Want to know if I am hurt or not, it's not easy, let's fight again."

(End of this chapter)