Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Two battle knives, illusioned red and blue, collided at high speeds in the middle of the sky, but very strangely there was no sound.

But the blood is hurricane and thunderstorm through the thunderstorm to kill the knife, continue to roll towards Li Yiu. The knife is turned into a faint mist of blood, like a cloud of smoke that can't resist, but the speed can't be increased.

Li Yao just shipped a spiritual shield and has been knifed!

“Bang!”

A seemingly empty blood knife, but like a giant palm, he slapped a flaming moth and slapped him straight to the ground.

There are thousands of tiny holes in the surface of the basebone armor, creating cloudy foam, which is being eroded by blood mist.

Every drop of blood, as if it had a spike, every capillary, as if it had become a sharp scraper, Li Yiu was in pain, gave birth to an impulse to tear his chest, push all the blood out of his body.

“Boom!”

He fell heavily into the pit created by the explosion of the heavenly thunder field, and most of his body went deep into the ground. His teeth were bitten and he wanted to vomit blood. Deep in his throat, it looked like a burning thorn was blocked, and all he could vomit was a tingle in his heart.

“Invisible, defenseless, direct attack on the blood, what a strange blood knife! ”

Compared to the true and the great demon, life and death are but moments away.

A ray of extraordinary power was used from the blood knife to tide the gap between the armor, like a snake.

Li Yao's heart, as if it had shrunk to the size of a date nucleus. For the first time, he felt death close by. The land under him cracked and became as thick as a swamp. It sucked him into the abyss of Jiuhuang Springs.

The threat of death sobered his mind to the point where computational power soared to an unprecedented new realm.

Mindful of the motion, the four artillery guns that had been hanging beside him flew between themselves and Wang Zhi and opened fire suddenly. Twelve lines of fire were interwoven into a dense fire net, and his head curled to Wang Zhi's face.

In the pale yellow eyes of the king's trident, a glow of contempt is emitted:

“Trying to stop me with a bullet? This is ridiculous! ”

The blood mist swelled suddenly around him, devouring all twelve lines of fire and rapidly eroding.

Most of the Psychic Bombs exploded three or four metres from him, and all of their destructive power was absorbed by the blood fog.

Even though some bullets can reach the King's Trident, they are also shattered by his powerful and unparalleled protective demon, and before the array can run, the ash flies away.

Wang Trident resisted the bullet storm, double-footed, the void seemed to collapse a large chunk, such as a tiger ram, a hawk beating rabbit, top-down, filled with fierce blood fog, pounding hard.

Almost simultaneous--

Li Yao's last trap in the ruins is completely activated!

Thirty Ultra-High Compressed Crystal Magazines were carried by the Tai Ye Thunder Magazine. Ten were just used to bomb the Demon Race Transfer Array.

With Li Yao's personality, how can you waste the remaining 20 pieces for nothing?

Five heavenly lightning flames exploded just to disguise these twenty ultra-high compressed crystal box.

No one can imagine that Li Yao would set a second bomb trap under a bomb trap, that's his kill move!

When setting up this serial explosion trap, Li Yao did not expect Wang Trident to appear.

However, on this crisis-ridden battlefield, a large number of demons will appear at any given time, and even demon kings will have to be cautious.

For the vulture that grew up in his tomb, laying traps was as natural as breathing and drinking water.

Twenty ultra-high compressed crystal crates in series have been carefully adjusted to ensure that 90% of all psychic energy is aimed at sky eruptions.

That's why Li Yao started attacking the sky.

He knew that with his strength, he would definitely be blown down by the King's Trident.

There is a good chance that the other side will come down and carry out the attack.

Everything was his premeditation, but the blood knife was tough and somewhat unexpected.

Twenty bright lights, like twenty lightning knives, slashed hard into the sky, the dark blue arc staggered into a deadly blade net.

Even though most of the spiritual energy is scattered in the air, it finally converges into the attack of the Kampidan strong.

How could Wang Trident not have thought that where the explosion had just taken place, there were such insidious and poisonous traps hidden?

He slaughtered with all his might, never thinking of dodging, suddenly unable to defend himself, only to gather the blood fog together to defend himself.

“Shh, shh! ”

In a flash, the arc curls, the brightness, the blood fog bursts!

“Huh!”

In the same second, the long-awaited Lone Dragon dived silently behind the Wang Trident, revealing its true body and launching a fierce impact on his back brain.

The Trident comes from the Blood Demon Realm, the Lion Slaughter Country, has the blood of the Lion Demon, like the people, the back of the brain is the cause of life and death.

Needle-sticking pain, running all the way from the back of the brain into the spine, the king trident felt for the first time that the situation was out of its control.

Tighten your teeth and tear your body apart. Wang Trident raised his speed to the limit, dangerously flashing the attack from the back of your brain!

Sometimes the body of the flesh and the body of the demon are not unable to achieve higher speeds, but the body is unbearable.

Wang Zhi suddenly starts, will punch down the body, forcibly crossing to the side high speed, surrounded by a slightly silver blood, emitting a "clicking” explosion, not knowing how many bones, blood vessels and nerves, broken and crushed in hypervelocity evasion!

Wang Trident snorted, his teeth broken, and he was in pain, trying to copy his darkness behind him into his hands.

The Dragon was a cluster of tiny arcs, like needles, slipping away from him and hiding in the air.

All of Wang Zhi's attention is focused on this disappearing darker.

I don't give a shit about a bullet storm coming up.

These slow, low-powered bullets are unlikely to do much harm to a great demon like him.

He's wrong.

“Huh!”

In a bullet storm, a silver light streamed more than five times faster than a regular bullet and instantly burst into his chest!

“It is!”

Wang Zhi's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart suddenly burst with a demonic blood flower, half his heart almost exploded!

This is a special bullet made entirely of crystal cord, divided into four layers, the last three layers can be exploded in three explosions, increasing the speed of the warhead one at a time to the limit!

The crystalline cord, is the crystalline crystal.

Tens of thousands of crystals, after a long geological movement, have been suffering under high temperatures and pressures for hundreds of millions of years in order to condense into small clusters of crystal cords, the spiritual energy of which is incalculable.

Li Yao made nine bullets using the crystal cord and used the most delicate upper paleogenic technique, engraving one hundred and thirty-seven aggressive symbolic arrays on each bullet.

With his fingertip blood, tongue tip blood, heart blood, the three blood in one, turned into the blood of life, blood dripping day and night to make them like “sword pills” of the ancient realm of repair, connect with his mind, such as the arm to make fingers.

That's Li Yao's killer move!

How could he not have known, with ordinary bullets alone, that he could not have harmed a single hair of Wang Trident?

The indiscriminate firing, on the one hand, diminished each other's vigilance and, on the other, was intended to disguise the presence of crystal cord bullets.

The best place to hide a weed is in the forest.

The best place to hide a bullet is a bullet storm fired by four three-barrel revolving artillery cannons!.

A double explosion trap consisting of a heavenly lightning field fire and an ultra-high compressed crystal box, a bullet storm from a plankton, a sudden attack of the Dragon...

All of this, just to make the trident appear in the tiny bloom of the moment, so that he has no time to estimate the existence of the crystal cord bullet!

Not only half of the heart was bombarded by crystal cord bullets, but even the five dirty six hearts were severely damaged. Behind the king's trident, it was like a volcano erupted. Blood water mixed with the flames caused by the crystal cord explosion, emitted a spectacular burst.

So seriously injured, forgive the great demon of the blood demon world can't bear, Wang Trident's face is white, the seven tricks are torn, even the hole in the black hole in the center of his face is flowing silver blood.

I'll kill you while you're sick!

Li Yao roared, and the four plankton firelines crossed into one place, like four burning red willow leaf knives, Qi Qi cut off the right hand of the king's trident.

Wang Zhi instinctively dodged.

But Li Yao was quick, instantly appeared behind him, chopping the wind knife from the bottom up, drawing an almost perfect arc.

Half the right palm of the Trident fell, and the blood knife flew halfway up!

Wang Trident sounded sharp and sharp, such as the scream of the demise of the gods.

Even if my heart had just burst, I had never screamed so miserably.

As if this blood knife was an organ of vital importance to him, more precious than the heart and brain.

After a tsunami, "Peng”, the whole king's trident exploded, turning into a bloody mist of black gas.

In the fog of blood, a yellow light emitted at an incredibly fast speed, to the distance, and a few landings disappeared behind the broken wall.

Li Yao was trying to catch up, but the blood mist seemed to be spiritual, blocking his direction.

In the middle of the mist, slowly condenses a blurred big face, which is the king's trident who fled in the desert.

On this big face, the demons of the Nine Yellow Springs could not give out a gloomy expression, biting the teeth incisor:

“How dare you rob me of the Red Jade Mist? I'm dying! ”

“Wait! ”

“Soon, the Prince will find out who you are, strip you to the skin, frustrate your bones, and retrieve your blood knife from your bone scum! ”

“And by then, your soul had long been drawn out by the Prince and slowly ravaged by blood soul beads, seeking to survive, seeking to die...”

Until the voice goes down, Li Yao has driven four plankton artillery cannons, aimed at the center of the blood face, full force fire!

“Boom, boom, boom! ”

The bullet storm strangled the bloody face, and the final roar of the trident turned into a whimper in the wind.

“Bullshit! ”

Li Yao whispered and looked at the red jade fog phantom knife.

Without the master's control, the blood knife still flies "dripping" in the middle of the sky, releasing a ray of blood from time to time, revealing an extremely dangerous atmosphere.

Li Yao's hands flew fast and his fingers were incredibly flexible, putting out a twisted symbol to the extreme point.

A flowing, octagonal symbol appeared in the void.

The cultivator at the peak of the Qi refinery period, can already paint the characters with his hands and stamp them in the void.

“Whoo!”

Eighty-eight hundred and sixty-four spiritual inscriptions, whistling at the blood knife.

The Red Jade Mist Phantom Knife is like the most cunning demonic beast. It senses that something bad is happening. The blade strikes and is trying to escape, but it is severely hit by a black ray spraying from behind the armor of the basebone.

It's the Blackwing Sword!

This collision not only knocked the red jade fog phantom knife into a dizzy direction, buzzing, black spirits on the black-wing sword, but also took the opportunity to wrap it around.

Sixty-four spiritual symbols, embraced and pressed down the blood.

Li Yao shook his hand and the Qian Kun ring inspired him. This strange blood knife finally got it!