Hearing Long Pojun's words, Lin Mengze's face sank: "You... are looking for death!" He was fully activated, and the endless wind and clouds swept from all directions, and the entire sky was dimmed because of this, and a giant thousand-handed centipede that covered the sky was already gone. The air appeared, and a billowing torrent was sprayed towards the bottom. Despite the shocking momentum, Lin Zuiliu didn't care at all. Unlike Lin Mengze’s bloodline of the Thousand-Handed Giant Centipede, Lin Zuiliu was fascinated by the seven-blood fusion method and had done many experiments on herself. Thousand-Handed Dragon Centipede was no longer a Thousand-Handed Centipede, but an eagle-winged pig with a human head. The strange shape of the body, even though it looks like a thousand-handed dragon centipede as a whole, has many characteristics of other bloodlines. When it appeared, two dragon centipedes in the sky screamed in anger at the same time, and slammed into each other fiercely. This blood anomaly is the collection and burst of blood power, and it also represents the highest level of the two. At this moment, when they collided together, a wave was instantly set off, making the sun and the moon dark and the sky dim. The power of horror spreads directly like a sea tide, sweeping across the sky. Even Long Pojun was so shocked by the aftermath that he flew over a kilometer before he could barely freeze. Looking up, I saw that the two thousand-handed dragon centipedes in the sky had been entangled in a fight, and Lin Mengze and Lin Zuiliu were not idle at the bottom. Lin Mengze flipped his wrist and held a golden sword in his hand. "Go!" he yelled. That golden sword turned into a wisp of golden glow to shoot Lin Zuiliu. The sword light was like electricity, pointing directly at Lin Zuiliu's eyebrows. Lin Zuiliu knew that this sword was powerful, squeezed a magic formula, opened his mouth and exhaled a bead, which was holding the sword light. The sword light could not be pierced, but it kept spinning in the air. Lin Mengze was not surprised. He changed hands and took out another thing. This time it was a piece of jade, only the size of a teacup lid. Lin Mengze grabbed it and smashed it at Lin Zuiliu. With a seemingly simple blow, Lin Zuiliu screamed strangely. He flew away from the humanoid light, and he dared not pick up the jade. "Heart Punishment Sword, Soul Splitting Jade, Qingluo Umbrella, and Xiaoxiangyan? You can also take them out to see if it is your Four Treasures, or my Seven Bloods!" Lin Zui asked with a smile. Lin Mengze snorted: "Since you want to die, then you will be fulfilled." He took out the two things again. One is an umbrella. As soon as this umbrella is opened, a virtualized hand slowly lifts it into the air, holding the Qingtianyan from Lin Zuiliu, not only that, it turns more slowly, creating a vortex. Many of the wind and frost flame source energy that Lin Zuiliu created was sucked into this umbrella and disappeared without a trace. This treasure is the Qingluo Umbrella, the treasure of offense and defense for a day. It can resist attacks and absorb tangible damage. At the same time, a wisp of blue smoke came out of Lin Zuiliu's body. The green smoke disappeared in a flash, as if it had never existed, but it was raining suddenly in the sky. The rain originally came from the cloud, but now people are in the air, and the cloud is controlled by people. If you don't let it rain, rain can't be born at all. It happened to rain at this moment. Unexplained rain, pattered and dense, filled people's vision, and the sky seemed to be raindrops everywhere. Facing the raindrops, people seemed to have returned to the days when they could not fly, walking on the road, looking at the sky. An inexplicable sadness came to life. Lin Zuiliu's shot was slow. Even Long Pojun felt that his hatred for Lin Mengze seemed to be reduced a bit. This is Xiaoxiang Smoke. To be precise, it is Xiaoxiang Misty Rain. It has no lethal power. It is not like the sword of the heart that punishes the heart, nor is it like the soul-splitting jade, which touches the soul. It is a smoke and rain. It is harmless and harmless, but it can be affected by the heart and spleen. Your will, fighting spirit. Let all the angry, hateful, sad, and desperate emotions be soothed, and lose the will to fight. Fighting! Something very ethereal and inexplicable, but real. The performance of a person's intent to fight but not intent to fight can often be said to be a huge gap. Xiaoxiang Misty Rain soothes the soul, and all people who are under the mist will become less fighting spirit, and then they will be weak, which is simply a comprehensive reduction. As the leader of the country, Lin Mengze not only has the strength, but also has more money, so naturally he has the best source. The four treasures he used at the moment were all pinnacle first-grade source artifacts, and each one was extremely powerful. Ordinary people can't control even one, but Lin Mengze has four, and can control them at the same time. Once they are deployed, they will be more powerful. In contrast, Lin Zuiliu, the King of Rebellion, was much shabby, except that the Star Orb that held the sword light was a first-grade source device, nothing else. However, Lin Mengze obviously thinks too much to say that he can win with such four treasures. Seeing Lin Mengze's four treasures at the same moment, Lin Zuiliu laughed: "Then let you see the old man's way of fusion!" He said, suddenly let out a loud roar. In the roar, the dragon centipede, which represents his own vision, had already glowed with bloody smoke. This bloody smoke continues to spread, and wherever it goes, no matter what power you go, it will corrode. Lin Mengze's Thousand-Handed Dragon Centipede just stretched out a claw and was corroded in an instant. Although it was derived from the power of blood, this still caused Lin Mengze's power to drop a bit. And the most terrifying thing was Lin Mengze's Xiaoxiang Smoke, whose influence was immediately reduced by the bloody smoke and dust. Lin Mengze was taken aback, and the Qingluo umbrella turned to meet him, emitting tens of thousands of light, which was able to hold the bloody smoke and dust. "How? It tastes good, right? This is Tongguangchen born from the fusion of the blood of the wind bite and the blood of the dragon centipede, specializing in everything, and breaking through your Xiaoxiang smoke!" Lin Zuiliu laughed. "I haven't seen anything." Lin Mengze coldly hummed and counted out his fingers, using the Qingluo umbrella to suppress Tong Guangchen. Lin Zuiliu didn't care either, but Long Centipede raised his head again behind him, roaring, vomiting thunder, and his momentum rose again. It can even be seen that a round of red light rises from within the dragon centipede, illuminating the surrounding areas, bringing strong pressure. "This is..." Lin Mengze's eyes narrowed. "The golden crow shines in all directions!" Lin Zuiliu roared and shot, a round of golden light had fallen from the sky, but it was Lin Mengze's Soul Cracking Jade that was blasting towards him. This thing is extremely insidious, eroding the soul, even if it just wipes the edge, it can't stand it. But the nature of this object is yin, and Lin Zuiliu's Golden Crow Zhao all directions are fused with the power of the Golden Crow bloodline. The Golden Crow bloodline is the bloodline of the wild beast of the Ye Xiao Cheng family, the most magnificent, the sun is shining, and the flames are in the sky. Lin Zuiliu and Lin Mengze had fought against each other more than once, and they knew what treasures he had for a long time, so they had already prepared corresponding means. Tongguangchen overcomes the misty rain of Xiaoxiang, the blood of the Golden Crow bursts with the soul jade. Lin Mengze no longer dared to fight with Soul Cracking Jade, so he could only put it away in a hurry. Lin Zuiliu's power has been swept down. Fortunately, Lin Mengze was not easy to deal with, he made a thousand palm prints with one hand, and if the buddha lotus blossomed, finally condensed into a palm, facing away, forcibly knocking the Golden Crow wheel back. The two snorted at the same time. Although Lin Mengze's face paled, Lin Zuiliu also snorted-Golden Crow Rilunk Soul Jade, but it was not as good as Dragon Centipede. The next moment the Heart Sword pierced again, Lin Zuiliu transformed into a thousand streams of water corresponding to it. His method of fusion of the seven bloods was unsuccessful, but the great success was not achieved, the small success was already there. Every time you shoot, you can fuse two wild beast bloodlines to form a combination, but one of them must be the Thousand-Handed Dragon Centipede, after all, this is his natural bloodline. Therefore, he actually has six combinations and six powerful methods. Tongguangchen is the combination of Windbite Dragon Centipede, and Golden Crow Wheel is the combination of Golden Oolong Centipede, this time it is naturally the combination of Luoyou Dragon Centipede. The dragon centipede is known as a thousand hands. In addition to its own anti-poison control, it is best at attacking ever-changing. It can release dozens of hundreds of source skills at the same time. This is also the characteristic of the thousand-handed dragon centipede. However, the source power consumed will not be small, and he must master so many source skills in advance. In short, Qianshoulong centipede's outbreak force is extremely strong. As for the moment that Lin Mengze used just now, he first released many source skills, and finally merged them into one, which can be regarded as the original version of the Ten Thousand Buddha Dynasty Sect. At this moment, Lin Zuiliu also used this point. Long Wu Qianshou, Luo You control water, the world's water system source technology is omnipotent, the combination of the two, regardless of a thousand streams, in fact, every stream is a water system source technology. Lin Zuiliu was equivalent to releasing a thousand water system source skills in an instant, and also gathered into one, turning into a water column to face the Heart Sword Sword. The sword of Zhu Xin attacked hard, and it was invincible, but it was still unbreakable in the face of this combination of thousands of skills. The moment the two sides collided, Zhu Xin's sword flew up, and Lin Zuiliu's blow also turned into turbulence and dissipated. The expressions of the two men sank at the same time, but they shot again in the next moment. In terms of strength, Lin Zuiliu has already achieved a small success in studying the way of blood fusion, but Lin Mengze has fallen in strength because of the nightmare. But Lin Mengze has a lot of treasures on him. In addition to the four pinnacle source artifacts, there are also a bunch of auxiliary treasures, such as medicinal pills, formation plates, and various disposable source artifacts. It is like a treasure chest, and one can be taken out from time to time. In this way, the two met each other. Under normal circumstances, these two people have to decide the winner, how can they also have to fight for a few days. The emperor's great power, the source force stretches for a long time, how can it be easily consumed. But don't forget that there is a Dragon Breaking Army next to it. Long Pojun never made a move, because he knew that even if he went up, he was not an opponent. But as the battle was postponed, Long Pojun gradually saw the rhythm, grasped the changes in the gap between the two of them, and began to knock and move towards Lin Mengze. He himself is an iron and steel man, and he is in front of him in battle, and he has never attacked anyone. But today, for the sake of himself, for the woman who was killed, what if he attacked once. Finding the right time, Long Pojun suddenly rushed out, blasting a punch at Lin Mengze's back: "Lin Mengze, die!" Lin Zuiliu's expression changed: "No!" Then Long Pojun was stunned to see that Lin Mengze actually smiled to himself. Is he laughing? etc! Isn't he turning his back to himself? Why can you still smile at yourself? His face? Long Bianjun saw in amazement, that face clearly appeared behind Lin Mengze's head. Behind his head... there was a face. The next moment, Long Pojun's eyes were dark, and people were already flying.