Big Dream Master

Yao Feng only took a step back, and then immediately caught up with him. His hands became extremely long, and the ten fingers were covered with blood armor, like ten short spears, stabbing Shen Shen's heart.

Shenluo's body radiated light, his speed skyrocketed, his figure was wrong, he dodged to avoid it, and the long stick in his hand swept out again, slamming Yaofeng's abdomen.

This time, the Pangu True Art in his body moved along with it, and the power poured into the Xuanhuang Air Stick from the body, causing the stick body to shine with colorful streamers and draw a gorgeous afterimage.

A loud bang!

The long stick was swept away by the demon wind, and a huge force instantly penetrated his body and burst out from his back.

Yaofeng's blood coat shattered, and a mouthful of pink blood spurted out. The whole person flew upside down nearly a thousand feet, and suddenly fell to the ground, like a coulter, sliding on the ground for a hundred feet, ploughing a huge ravine.

"what......"

From the depths of the gully, there was an unwilling roar.

The Yaofeng figure flew out, and all the power in the body began to gather towards the blood-colored thorns on the chest and abdomen. The skin of the whole body became gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, losing its luster, and even the hair began to turn white and fall off.

After a while, his body became hunched and shriveled, as if all the essence of life had been drained. Even the blood spilling from his nose and mouth lost its color and became like clear mucus.

"go to hell."

The last hoarse shout came from Yaofeng's mouth. The blood-colored claws on the chest were extremely bright, and they shot towards Shen Lu. The power that burst out has already reached the level of Heavenly Venerate.

There was a strong desire for revenge in his eyes. He believed that even Shen Luo, once hit by the blow he poured his life into, would definitely be unbearable, and the blood-colored claws had already locked Shen Shen firmly, and he could not avoid it.

However, at this moment, Shen Lu's mouth twitched slightly and shook his head with a mocking smile.

"After all, you haven't set foot in the realm of Tianzun, and you don't understand the gap between Taiyi and Tianzun." Shen Luo chuckled lightly, and the Xuanhuang sword in his hand has been replaced by Xuanyuan Divine Sword.

He held the sword in one hand, held it high into the air, and whispered in a low voice, "The way of heaven has not yet collapsed, but it is much simpler."

As his voice fell, an invisible force poured down from the sky, seemingly silent, but when it fell into the Xuanyuan Divine Sword, a strong and incomparably suppressed aura erupted.

That breath seems to be the only supreme truth since ancient times, and all the forces in the world must surrender to it.

That is the power from heaven!

Shen Luo's eyes suddenly lit up, and the sword fell down.

The golden sword light wrapped in the glory of the sky fell straight down, and a sword smashed the blood light that burst from the blood-colored claw thorn. Although the blood-colored claw thorn did not crack directly, the surface was also dim, and it fell to the ground.

The golden sword light continued to fall, slashed to the ground, and split the 100-zhang gully again. The huge force caused the entire earth to tremble violently.

And Yaofeng's head, neck and torso also lit up with a golden thread, his body was divided in two, fell to both sides, and completely died.

His eyes, which had lost their lustre, seemed to penetrate the void and looked towards the far northwest.

Shen Luo's arm holding the sword trembled slightly, but he was secretly analyzing the situation just now.

If the Dao has not been damaged today, it is obviously much easier to borrow the power of the heavenly Dao than in the dream after the dry years, but the backlash brought by the borrowing is obviously much stronger.

"It's too strong..." Bai Xiaotian stood on the top of the city far away, watching this scene from a distance, and was greatly shocked.

He had previously dipped in the light of sinking and advanced, and absorbed a lot of energy from heaven and earth,

Much has been restored.

"Good boy, I'm afraid I'll have to chase after his Ji in the future. D1 Huaming was surprised and happy, but also a little melancholy, and he felt that it was difficult to catch up with the fallen flower head and official man.

"You are already very powerful." Gu Hualing was in him and said.

"It's alright, he's amazing, let him cover it in the future, let's talk to him.

It's also good to mix with him. "Lu Hua, the master of the official show, "Haha" laughed.

Gu Hualing glanced at him angrily, her cheeks were slightly flushed, but she did not withdraw her hand.

This side has just killed the demon wind, the other 2 people - out of the art = the last eleven flying swords, have also flown back to Shen Luo's life on their own, the two 'two pure yang swords are all trembling one by one, claiming credit for one to the ground' Lian 1 he reported the record, and the other forty-nine sword embryos were protected by the law of pyrotechnics.

His body still couldn't bear the power of the sword formation, and his breath was a little unstable.

Daoist Hei Lian has been wiped out by the sword formation, his body and soul, and the dead can no longer die.

"It's finally over." Shen Luo slowly let out a breath of turbid air, comforted Feijian, and put it all away.

But at this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look in the northwest direction.

I saw a line of red light in the far northwest sky, and in the blink of an eye, the red light spread for nearly a thousand miles, and a large blood-colored cloud appeared in the middle, covering half of the sky.

The blood-colored thick clouds came surging, like thousands of miles of blood rolling, covering the sky and the sun.

Between the tumbling clouds, the blood light flashed like a lamp, exuding a vicious aura that had never been seen before.

In that ferocious aura, Shen Luo felt a somewhat familiar, yet somewhat unfamiliar aura.

The reason why he is familiar is because in the dream after the dry year, he once fought with the owner of this breath with his life. of.

However, what Shen Lu can be sure of is that he is here.

Sun Wukong and others also saw the vision in the sky, and they only felt a suffocation that was so oppressive that they could not breathe, and the expressions on their faces became extremely solemn.

"Get out of here." Shen Shen shouted loudly.

Bai Xiaotian and Lu Huaming shook their bodies, moved, and then quickly stopped.

Because they found that the sinking did not move.

Shen Luo not only did not leave to escape, but instead took the initiative to meet the incomparably thick blood cloud. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

I saw him hanging high in the sky, holding the Xuanyuan Divine Sword tightly in both hands and raising the top of his head, restraining his breath, all his spiritual thoughts collapsed and shrank, and there was nothing in his heart.

A trace of distracting thoughts, all the spirit and mana were condensed into a mustard seed and merged into the divine sword in his hand.

"Breaking the devil." Shen Luo's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he gave a low voice.

Where the words fell, his arms holding the sword suddenly fell down.

The Xuanyuan Divine Sword went up and emitted a condensed golden light, and a golden sword light with a length of 10 feet crossed a huge arc in mid-air. Wherever it passed, the void collapsed and the space shattered.

The surging blood cloud in the sky suddenly slowed down, and the center was torn and collapsed by the sword light, as if there was an incomparably huge ravine in the middle, splitting half of the sky.

"Boom"

A dull and continuous sound of rolling thunder came from the depths of the sky.

Xuanyuan Divine Sword's sword light condensed and did not dissipate, it never penetrated into the depths of the blood cloud, and it fell halfway.

The sound of the collision between the two continued to roar, echoing between the heavens and the earth for a long time.

However, this stalemate did not last long, and a shattering sound of "bang" sounded.

The sword light in the depths of the blood cloud was directly crushed by an incomparably huge dark red palm and burst open.

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