Talisman Emperor

The will of the great men descends in the banner of Heavenly Blood!

Rumor has it that Bailiyan suddenly changed his color. In these circumstances, he can come to the existence of his own will, whose strength is absolutely above the Heavenly Immortal!

The audience was also acutely aware that the momentum festival of the heavenly blooded divine flag climbed, and a tenfold more pressure emerged than before. In that breath alone, many monks fainted on the spot.

“Ha ha, my husband, at the cost of 3,000 life dollars, communicates with the Spirit of the Blind Blood River, with the help of the true power of the Heavenly Blood God Flag. Unless the Immortal arrives, you will all die! ”

Ziyun Lao Dao laughed loudly, the beard scattered, his face was pale, his eyes flashed with madness, these are the secrets of self-damaging Shou Yuan, which also severely hurt him, and he can no longer even take any further steps on the road.

But at this moment, he can't take care of anything else!

Chen Xi's series of performances were too powerful and horrible, making him feel deadly threatened. Without this secret, he feared that he would even crash here today.

Instead, let's fight hard, he has burned all the jade stones!

- What? - What?

With the power of the true Dual Blood Flag!?

People feel that their hearts are twitching so hard that they are almost suffocated by shock. These secrets are too horrible. This is the human world. That purple cloud old road can communicate the power of the Blind Blood River, which is beyond all their imagination.

Chen Xiyi changed color, ran the whole body to cultivate, and provoked the sword, ready to mask it again, and tried his best to suppress.

Boom!

However, what he did not expect was that the heavenly blooded god flag had become terrible. Without waiting for him to break his sword, he turned into a cloak of blood and swept his whole body in.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the place was agitated, and they dared not believe that a young man like Chen Xiao had no power to fight.

If Chen Xiao falls, who among them is the opponent of Ziyun Laodao? Then I'm afraid it will only happen...

The people dared not think about it anymore, but the spirits could not resist a chill.

But Ziyun's old way of laughing all the time: “Little friend, this is what happens when you fight the alley! If you encounter a path of poverty, you will surely die! ”

He is very happy. Though he consumes 3,000 shou yuan, he may be able to swap the lives of evil demons like Chen Xi, which is enough!

At present, he is waiting for Chen Xiao to be completely killed by the town. He intends to wash Wenhou Mansion in blood and grab the map of Taiqing Heritage Mountain Treasury from Wen Tianshuo. If he can find the treasure trove of Taiqing Dao Palace, its value will definitely exceed his own 3,000 yuan!

This is the plot of Ziyun Lao Dao, the fierce fruit decisive, unscrupulous, not only against the enemy, more harsh against himself, definitely a dead fiend, dare to stab the heavens all together!

Boom!

Blood river, fierce evil ghost, fierce soul ravages, this is a world like a blood prison, Chen Xi is bound therein, like a floating sea, small pity.

He struggled and could barely defend himself, but he could not escape.

Because this is the flag of the Heavenly Blood God with the will of a terrible big man, like an organ spirit in a fairy, the power is comparable to that of a true fairy!

“Kill!”

“Die for me! ”

“What a seductive breath of blood, I have been hungry for thousands of years and have been thirsty for a long time! ”

A scream filled with screams, tearing the eardrum, the unjust ghost in the blood river, as if it had been a huge army, smiling and pounding towards Chen Xi.

The number of such ghosts, though large, is nothing, and Chen Xi felt that there was constant and terrible pressure in this space.

Those forces suppressed him all over his body, as if he were a troubled warrior, a prisoner confined in a cage, even if he struggled to resist, he could only use less than 40% of his strength!

This is absolutely a deadly constraint. Chen Xiao knows that if he doesn't break the sight immediately, he will be like a mortal person trapped in the sea, a little drowned, and there is no way to live.

Buzz!

Ultimately, he bit his teeth, put away his sword and his left hand held the Ghost Record, and his right hand held the evil pen!

Ji Yu had warned him that when his strength did not reach enough to counteract the demons of the angels, he must not use these two treasures, but by this time he had no choice.

Kill! Kill! Kill! ” ……

Iron is not iron, like jade is not jade, all dark and evil pen father appeared, countless cold shouts sounded, slaughter air rushed, want to judge the world, annihilate everything!

Evil pen, palm life and death!

When the Third Underworld Emperor took control of the Six Rounds, an evil pen did not know how many demons were slaughtered in order to re-establish order in the heavens, the earth, and the human realm.

Those forces threatened the sanctity of the three realms of heaven and had to be combined in order to suppress the Great Underworld.

At this time, this ungodly soldier of the Underworld Land fell into the hands of Chen Ti, and his gushing killing power alone shook the heavenly blood god flag trembling.

Huh?

Chen Xi held an evil pen in his hand, when emptiness, one by one, like a cross, staggered together, releasing a palpitating force of terror, straight and clean lines, as if to cut out a black and white distinction, good and evil, orderly and cloudy!

Seems like the evil of the heavens and the earth, the evil of charm, are to be ruled empty and put into the circle!

Bang, bang...

In the past, that group of evil spirits was as papery and easily wiped out, and the rolling, roaring river of blood was directly chopped and broken into billions of pieces.

Those moments, like sweeping through the wilderness, are all over the place, nothing is judged!

At the same time, in Chen Xiao's left hand, a thick recording of the underworld, suddenly automatically turned over, the page shouted directly, releasing a hidden, Zhangsu, grand and extreme power of extradition, flashed to the ultimate.

With his cultivation, he also felt a tingle in front of his eyes. With the eyes of God, he could not see exactly what was written on the record!

But soon, Chen Xi couldn't care less, he clearly felt, accompanied by the power of the sin of the group of unjust spirits and powerful ghosts, he mixed himself into the world, once again sprinkled a golden light of merit.

In the mind, the clear and clear "secret power of the heart" is becoming more concentrated, like a thousand hammers, gradually condensed from the shape of a cocoon, implicitly revealing a rounded contour similar to that of gold.

The power of merit, which corresponds to the power of sin, is equally mysterious. It is also derived from the heavenly ways. It is a kind of judgment of heaven and earth and all that is between them. Kung De will be blessed by the heavenly ways. Whether it is for practice or for improving luck, it has both the benefits of Xuan and Xuan.

Like some common virtuous people, even though they have not practiced, the family business flourishes, extending the life expectancy, and the children are full of temples. Even if they die, the next life will have great riches and great riches, and they will even have the natural spirit to step into the path of heaven.

And sinful generations, once dead, cannot even be reclaimed, eternal life will be extinct in the heavens and the earth, even if fortunate enough to enter the underworld, will either be thrown into eighteen layers of hell, or into the path of the beast, and the next life will fall into the body of the beast, suffering from infinite sinfulness.

In short, Gong De Jin Guang can be seen as a blessing from heaven, while the light of sin is a punishment, with great restraint on the monks.

Perhaps before the underworld, all this was very invisible, but when practicing to the fairy realm, the advantages and disadvantages of Kung De Jin Guang and the light of sin will be fully exposed in the face of the nine-fold robbery that day.

Just for a moment.

Chen Xi felt much more relaxed and refreshed. Her body and mind were washed like clear fairy water. She was trapped in the heavenly blood flag, but did not stain the bloody cause and effect.

“Hmm? It's a Ghost Record! Evil pen! Weren't these two goddamn things destroyed with the Holy Ghost? ”

In the flag of the heavenly blood god, a horrible and cold idea was sent out, sweeping Chen Xi's body. It was the will of a big man who came within the flag of the heavenly blood god. He sensed the existence of the hidden record and the evil pen, he could no longer remain calm, and he shouted in anger.

Along with the roar, Chen Xi was all cold, creepy, and felt a compelling deterrent.

But then, the evil pen suddenly trembled in his hand, and the pen pen flashed in the void. It was like ruling Yin Yang and Ding Qian Kun's pen, chopping off.

“Ah--! ”

An angry and painful cry came out, “Bastard, the three worlds are about to become chaotic. By then, this seat will be enough to be trapped in the seal of the Blood River, and then it will be killed and the six tracks will be completely destroyed! Let you and the Underworld lose their power forever! ”

“And you, little guy! This seat remembers you. When the Third World is in turmoil, wait for this seat to collect your body! ”

Before his voice fell, Chen Xiao felt acutely that the will of the big man seemed to feel threatened and resolutely fled.

“This will, it should be that the true flag of the heavenly blood God released, can break down the barriers between the dark and the human being. Coming here, this purple cloud of old means is truly amazing. Unfortunately, I'm afraid he never thought that he would have a ghost recording and evil pen in his hand...”

If Chen Xiao had thought about it, the next moment, he would close his mind. Without delaying any time, he would immediately record the evil pen and the ghost.

These two treasures will never be seen!

At least when you have not practiced enough to resist the holy places of heaven, you will not dare to take them out and use them easily until the moment of life and death.

It's complicated, and it's just a short moment of kung fu.

“Hmm? How did that happen!? ”

When the will of that big man disappeared, it was suddenly perceived by Ziyun Lao Dao that the old face with its own remnants of madness and pride was instantly stiff.

How is that possible?

It took me 3,000 years to communicate the will of a real big man. Even Tianxian can't resist it. How could it disappear for no reason?

Ziyun Lao Dao opened his eyes and stared at the heavenly blooded flag. He couldn't believe what he sensed. The whole person was in a trance of loss of soul.