The blood of the **** dragon was very conspicuous in the night, and it kept shining like a **** ripple, rippling in the sky.

　　I don't know how long it took to fly, Ouyang Ming felt a strong summoning power in his mind.

　　 The engulfing power in his body was rarely eager, which surprised Ouyang Ming in his heart. This powerful force, since it was acquired, has been tepid and even sloppy, but at the moment, it is eager.

　　This bizarre change made Ouyang Ming know in his heart that centrifugation has indeed made a big move.

　　Think like this, the speed is faster, like an arc that tears the space apart.

　　The new rain in the empty mountains, the scenery along the road is beautiful, the mist is sky, the flowers are swaying, but Ouyang Ming's heart has no idea of ​​appreciation.

　　 felt more and more eager in his heart, and there was a faint feeling of faintness. It seemed that as long as he went late, it would cause unimaginable consequences.

　　 Seeing Ouyang Ming's face as frost, even Rhubarb did not dare to speak casually. At this moment, Ouyang Ming's body seemed to carry a burst of anger, but he could burn everything. Even he didn't know where the anger came from, which was inexplicably uncomfortable.

Wherever 　　 has passed, a powerful momentum pushes down, and thousands of beasts succumb to change, and no one dares to frustrate them.

　　 Xiaohong moved her wings and boldly asked, "What's wrong with you?" At this moment, the breath of Ouyang Ming, even him, felt extremely horrible.

　　 "It's okay." Ouyang Ming nodded gently, his violent breath dissipated a lot.

　　 The thought moved slightly, and he entered the realm of the interaction between man and nature.

After thinking about it for a while, he looked at Xiaohong's eyes scorchingly, still asking the doubts hidden deep in his heart. He asked: "Don't the dragon and phoenix have deep grievances?" Not sure.

　　 "Hmm!" Xiaohong tapped her head slightly, and the colorful feathers on top of her head fluttered in the wind.

　　 If this kind of sensitive question is asked by the rest of the people, Xiaohong will surely spit out a flame without hesitation, burn the other party into charcoal, and make a mockery of being big or small.

　　 But Ouyang Ming has the blood of the Phoenix, and the blood of the Phoenix has reached an unimaginable level, so he nodded and said yes.

　　 It shook its wings, and then said: "This kind of resentment comes from the blood, it is difficult to say clearly."

The light flashed in Ouyang Ming's eyes and whispered: "Sure enough!" After entering the big market, he had such speculations, especially in the world under the back of Jianfeng, when he saw himself cast Tianfengzhi Huo Nagulong's crazy look, this speculation instantly became more determined.

　　 "Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The sound of breaking the sky opened completely.

　　 turned into a few Changhong, quickly away.

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　　 At this time, at the junction of Danzhou and Zhangzhou, a very hidden place.

　　 The land is desolate, dark and deep, countless devotees of devils devouring their eyes, their teeth trembling, a weird smile in the corner of their eyes, and their noses and mouths pulling together.

If you look closely, you can find that the movements, expressions, and even eyes of these believers are all the same.

　　 This picture is enough to make people who see it feel dazed.

　　On the top of the mountain, a man looked far away, and he followed the white clothes with the breeze behind him.

　　 He has a handsome face, which is incompatible with the picture in front of him. Of course, the most striking is his eyes. What kind of eye is this? Full of aggression, it seems to devour nothingness. At the first glance, the word "ambition" comes to mind involuntarily.

　　It seems to be the ambition to give power to the world. Who is this man in white?

　　 The centrifugal finger rubbed against the purple sand cup and shook his feet, and half a cup of red liquid shook with the movement of his hand. A closer look turned out to be half a cup of fresh blood.

He was so energetic and healed that the wound had healed. He glanced casually at the blood shadow under his body. His right arm lifted slightly and sent the purple sand cup to his mouth. His eyes showed a fascination, and he took a sip of body and mind. Blood, Yin Zhu said: "I said to you, if you have the bones again, next time, I will let you die better, now do you believe it?" The words just fell, the purple sand cup was put down, and the corner of the mouth was scarlet. Especially in the dark night.

　　 "Bah! Lord Demon God will not let you go, people who abandon the road, people who abandon the road..." The blood shadow's voice is intermittent, hoarse and dry, and the words are full of resentment.

　　After speaking, he exhausted the last bit of energy and spit at the centrifuge.

　　 It's just that at this moment, he was exhausted, both blood and blood lost, and he was no longer the Venerable who once laughed at the void. As soon as this spit was spit out, he was unable to fall, and he was never contaminated at all.

The centrifugal gaze was even darker, and even he did not hide, seeming to laugh, saying: "Sure enough, the blood of Venerable Lord is a holy medicine for healing, only after drinking so many times, my injury has been healed. Drink more, Is there any further possibility?"

　　 "People who abandon the way!" Blood shadow eyes red blood, teeth clenched.

　　 "Hahahaha, what is Tao? I am Dao!" Centrifugal looked up at the starry sky with fiery eyes.

I drank the blood in the purple sand cup cleanly, clenched my fingers tightly, and squeezed hard. This purple sand cup instantly turned into a powder, and then said, "I once said that I would be a Buddha by killing all living beings. Open the mysterious realm and win the devil's inheritance. As long as this matter is successful, who can stop me in the entire spiritual world?" Then he laughed wildly.

　　Blood shadows are covered with dense wounds, criss-crossing, bloody.

　　Some white bones can even be seen in some places, a rotten breath rippling back.

　　 He spit out a cold breath hard. It was such a slight movement that he tore the wound on his body, and a cone of pain struck, seeming to be fainting. But the weird thing is that there is no drop of blood, because the wound on the blood shadow has been specially treated. How precious is the blood of His Holiness? This question is really not easy to answer, but for centrifuges with phagocytosis ability, it is of great value.

　　 "You are ill, there is no cure." Xueying took a breath of breath and spoke softly.

　　 centrifuged but didn't take it seriously, glanced at him proudly, said lightly: "Know why I am standing, but you lie on the ground like a dog, and life is better than death?"

Blood Shadow counterattacked: "How long can someone who doesn't even persevere in their beliefs stand so comfortably? The Dao is not so begging, this is not the Dao, this is the enchantment! Now your Dao heart has been completely poisoned by the magic, then this life It is destined to go farther and farther away from the avenue, the more you ask for, the less you can get! Just like the morning sun and the evening sunset chasing each other, but you can’t touch it; just like the flowers and leaves of the other shore flower , Never see each other. You have lost your way, but you can talk about it here, is it funny?" After talking, he laughed.

　　 The fierce color flashed in the centrifugal eyes, like a white lightning, the center of gravity sank downward, and pinched the blood shadow's neck directly.

　　'S voice was like ice **** and cold bones: "You don't need to preach to me!" The eyes are very crazy, countless bloodshot spreads, like a fierce beast that chooses to eat.

　　 But Xueying was not afraid at all. His eyes were round and stared at him, urging his voice and saying, "Something kills me!"

　　 "Kill you?" The centrifugation was repeated.

　　Five fingers squeezed hard, lifted the blood shadow from the ground, legs off the ground.

　　Throw it at random, blood shadow flew upside down like a broken kite and hit a huge bluestone.

In just a moment, Qingshi collapsed, and his mouth twitched, revealing an amazing arc, sneering: "Dead? You are too naive! I will use your soul to lay out and summon the secret realm with the blood of these millions of believers, Entering the dragon world, dying, how could you die so easily?"

　　 In the early morning, the sun dispelled the cold and darkness above the earth at the same time.

　　 The **** eyes flashed in the centrifugal eyes, and raised his head, said: "The time is almost up, the situation is beginning, the situation is clear. It's time, the wheat is harvested..."

　　 As soon as the voice fell, there was a haemorrhage mist above his body, and a dark air spread out.

　　 In the blood mist, centrifuging both hands quickly pinched tricks, countless obscure, cumbersome, difficult to understand and difficult to learn the tactics.

　　 The whole mountain range, roaring and exploding, and the sound of wind and thunder roared up and joined together.

　　After a long while, the earth moved and the mountain, and a **** altar like an ancient one slowly rose from the ground. The color is mottled above. In the middle of the altar, there is a large three-foot square pit, stained with blood, but it has dried up and formed an indescribable color.

　　 Even the sky was suddenly gloomy, covered with lead clouds, and the silver snake danced, and the wind was rolling.

　　 The thunder blew, and the sound of the sky changed completely.

　　 "Go!" Blood Shadow raised his hand!

　　 Tens of thousands of believers were stunned and rushed towards the altar.

　　'S eyes were muddy and blank, without any sign of consciousness.

　　After stepping on the altar~lightnovelpub.net~ Five fingers like a knife, keep scratching on the body, and in a blink of an eye, flesh and flesh.

　　 But these people seem to be unaware, especially after seeing the blood, they become more crazy.

　　'S face was twisted, and he grabbed the body's internal organs with force, and soon his body became ulcerated.

　　Fresh blood sags down the altar, but this three-foot square pit seems to be unable to fill up. No matter how much blood flows into it, it will be absorbed by a mysterious force.

　　Blood, dazzling blood, dyed half of the sky red.

　　 was obsessed with eyes and squinted, his hands spread out, he made a gesture of embracing the blue sky, and took a deep breath.

　　 whispered: "Blood shadow, do you see it? I'm about to succeed!"

　　Blood shadow does not answer, but the vicious color in his eyes has reached the point of palpitation.

　　 One, two, three...

　　 More and more people were dying on the altar, the death was extremely miserable, and the body was riddled with holes, all dying with blood.

　　 But even to death, there is still no relief in his eyes, and even the soul is bound.

　　I don't know how long it has passed, and the heavy rain came, and it seems that I want to wash all the dirt, sin, and injustice of this world. ...

　　

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