"You are wounded by the Great Dao, and you can only transform your veins, do you still want to fight with me?"
Qian Zhongtian shouted angrily, he had never subdued the ultimate blood flame, but was a breakthrough of the higher blood flame, and he was in the late stage of the true blood realm. The fierce soldier Fang Tian painted a halberd in his hand, fierce flames.
When transforming the veins, he sacrificed blood to the murderous soldier, expending most of his energy, but failed to defeat Di Jing, and was almost killed by the murderous soldier. Between him and Di Jing, it can be said that the hatred is as deep as the sea. Now the other party is only transforming the veins. If you can't avenge this revenge at this moment, you may not have that chance later.
"It's not thinking, but dare! If you think that you can show off in front of me when you reach the real blood state, then you might as well give it a try!"
Di Jing's expression was a little wilted, and his face was pale. The wounds in his body affected him too much. But even so, the aura of his body is still in the sky, and it is not necessary that these characters who have refined the ultimate blood flame are bad.
"You are just relying on the power of this tripod to sweep the real blood. Without this tripod, you are worthless in my eyes!" Qian Zhongtian didn't dare to move, he knew that this tripod was powerful, and he would practice it. Lu Tong who had melted the medium blood flame was killed. It is estimated that it will not be too difficult to kill him and go to heaven.
Di Jing sneered: "You are only relying on your own true blood level to cultivate, dare to yell in front of me, if you are in the Huamai level, how good are you doing it?"
"Friend Di Daoist, people go to high places, water flows to low places, the path of practice, step by step forward, is what we are waiting for. We know that you are invincible in the Huamai realm, but you repeatedly indulge in the glory of the past. It is undesirable for our practitioners. If you want to compare high and low, you should compare it in the real blood." Nangong phantom collected the blood flames that confronted Yudie, and said with a high look.
He knows the seriousness of Dadao’s injuries. Although he does not know whether Di Jing possesses the ultimate blood flame, even if he possesses it, it is expected that Di Jing will not dare to break through. Otherwise, the injury will increase exponentially, and your life will be killed in an instant.
But if you want to heal the wounds of the Dao, you must make a move by a strong person who has achieved the position of God.
When Di Jing heard this, he burst into laughter and said, "I want to compare the cultivation base of the transformation state with your true blood cultivation base. If you are not even better than me, then you will have no face to stand in front of me! "
"Abandon the magic weapon, you are like an ant in my eyes!" Yan Wushuang said, and then glanced at Yudie. She couldn't beat the real blood Yudie, but she must not lose to Di Jing of the Huamaijing.
"This tripod is compatible with me and has the same divine knowledge. I am the tripod, and the tripod is me. Do you want to compare with me in the half-transition state?" Di Jing smiled sarcastically, speaking without mercy at all.
It is very interesting to say that the true blood state is fighting half the pulse state. It is like saying that a strong man is bullying a child, regardless of whether he can win or not, as long as he makes a move, he is already at a disadvantage.
Because no one will say that children are not, they will only think that the state is bullying the small, and there is no tolerance.
Yan Wushuang is not a stupid person, and he naturally understood the meaning, and said lightly: "You are a wounded and dying person, and you are of no importance. Why should I care about you? Leaving you alone will only prolong your meeting for a while. Lifespan, when you run out of oil, no one in this world will remember you as Di Jing."
"Then I guess I will disappoint you!" Di Jing didn't feel distressed by what the other party said, but became more energetic, and his robes were calm and automatic. "Not only do I want the world to know that there is Di Jing, I also want you to unforgettable. Humans and gods fear the wounds of the great road, but I, Di Jing, will never give in!"
"Hmph, everyone can say big things, if you can do it, that's what you can do!" Nangong snorted coldly with disdain.
"Brother Nangong, don't talk nonsense with him, entering the ancient temple is the business." Cruel torture said from the side.
The golden light leading avenue slowly shrank, and Han Yifan gradually approached the temple gate along the avenue. He knew that after he set foot on the Cotai Strip, he would attract attention and would be targeted by all parties, and he would inevitably have a lot of trouble.
He has refined the eight dragons of the ultimate blood flame, which is very powerful, but facing so many true blood realm powerhouses, it will inevitably be a little troublesome. So he pretended to be robbed of his body, making everyone afraid to move.
Everything was going well, but Di Jing really thought he had been taken away and wanted to avenge him. The terrifying blood-colored cauldron and the brilliance of the mighty might be too difficult to deal with, and he had to show his true shape.
The ancient temple was born out of nowhere, was born in flames, and the golden light leading road emerged. Everyone knows that there are great opportunities inside.
Everyone was very excited, and all flew towards the Cotai Strip.
Beams of light pierced the clouds and pierced the sky, stepping towards the Golden Avenue. They all consciously stayed away from Han Yifan, because the Haotian Dingwei above his head was too strong. In order to avoid causing Di Jing's misunderstanding, they all separated a certain distance.
However, when their feet fell and they were about to stand on the Golden Light Avenue, their entire bodies unexpectedly passed through the golden light, failing to feel at ease.
"What's going on? Why can't you set foot on the Cotai Strip?"
"Aren't we the destined people of the ancient temple, and the Cotai Strip does not carry us?"
The Golden Avenue traverses the sky, shining brightly, but it looks like a golden rainbow bridge, but it treats them as nothing, which can be seen and cannot be touched.
On the other hand, the little fat man Han Yifan was standing steadily on it, his feet tightly attached to the golden light, and he slowly moved forward under the weight of him.
"The Golden Avenue does not recognize us. The ancient temple has nothing to do with us." Nangong Huan said, looking at Han Yifan above with a gloomy expression, with a cold voice, "But this little fat guy can't go in. You must get rid of it, otherwise it will be. Another major problem of Fengshen Pavilion!"
He exchanged glances with Mafia, Ge Luochen, Yan Wushuang, Gan Zhongtian, etc., and several people nodded slightly, and immediately released the majestic blood flame power.
Nangong Huan, Cruel Torture, and Gan Zhongtian raided Di Jing, trying to force Di Jing to recall the Haotian Ding for defense; while Ge Luochen and Yan Wushuang attacked Han Yifan and wanted to kill him.
After seeing the Fengshen Pavilion, they all moved, divided into two teams, attacking Di Jing and Han Yifan on the Golden Avenue respectively.
"I knew you would be like this! Then let's fight!" Di Jing shouted, instantly throwing out the Jiuyin Destroying Soul Banner.
Just put the black flag against the wind and be good at it, hunting and screaming!
Immediately in front of the ancient temple, blood flames raged into the sky, the wind screamed, and dozens of fireworks of varying strength and weakness were flying over the sky before the fire lotus.
The Jiuyin Destroying Soul Banner is divided into nine sides, and the souls in it are full of resentment and roar!
The ghosts that rushed out were all the strength of the Huamai realm, and facing the real blood realm cultivator, it was not so easy to swallow them. But the number of ghosts is huge, hundreds of thousands, very scary.
Nangong Huan and the others relied on the powerful blood flame protection to force these ghosts back one by one, but there were too many to deal with.
"You can't summon a stronger ghost, your Nine Yin Destruction Soul Banner can't hurt us!" Nangong phantom uses the ultimate, with a variety of methods. The yellow blood flame is blessed on the blazing purple gold hammer, and it is waving vigorously, instantly Just knocked away a few ghosts.
This yellow blood flame was very weird. After the ghost touched it, it looked quite painful and was quickly destroyed.
"Huang Quanyan!"
Ye Ming's zombie-like face showed shock and shock.
"It's no wonder that the ghosts imprisoned by the Jiuyin Destroying Soul Banner will all perish, and it turns out to be Huangquanyan! This kind of extreme blood flame is the most deterrent against the destruction of the flesh and the ghosts who have nowhere to go!" Dugu Shenqi has an indifferent expression and is independent from the world. .
"This battle is not easy to fight!" Tuobahen said softly, standing in the distance.
Shi Feiyan watched the battlefield next to him, and said: "Listening to Brother Tuoba, his position seems to be more inclined to Di Jing?"
"Di Jing is a friend, but it's a pity that this great road hurts..." Tuobahen paused slightly, his eyes changed, "If he can really resolve the road wounds on his body, even if there is no extreme blood flame, in the future Zhongtu He also has a place among the peerless talents in the world."
Blood flames billowed and gloomy, these vein-transforming ghosts had no advantage under the flames of the yellow spring. As long as they were hit by the flames of purple gold covered with blood flames, they would surely disappear.
Di Jing wanted to mobilize the whole body's strength and summon the ghost of the true blood state, but at the same time using the Haotianding and the Jiuyin Destroying Soul Flag, it actually affected the wounds in his body, and immediately spouted blood, making his expression even more wilted.
"Di Jing!"
Yudie was shocked, the blue moon flame on her body became more and more turbulent, and the blue flame was like a sea wave, rolling endlessly!
"Brother Di!" Seeing Di Jing's blood spurting, Han Yifan was very anxious, and when he lifted his footsteps, he wanted to rush up.
"Don't leave Jinguang Road!" Di Jing waved his hand to stop him, his eyes were firm, and he couldn't allow him to object.
The Cotai Strip is slowly retreating. Only by stepping on it can it be taken into the ancient temple, otherwise the Cotai Strip will dissipate and there will be no chance again.
The people of Fengshen Pavilion, headed by Yan Wushuang and Ge Luochen, used their blood flames with all their strength to kill Han Yifan. But the Haotian Cauldron hung above her head, releasing terrifying power and protection, and their blood flames could not hurt Han Yifan at all.
Han Yifan was extremely anxious, and finally couldn't help it. As soon as the eight dragon gods fire came out, there was the sound of dragons and tigers roaring, and the flying body went to Yan Wushuang Ge Luochen to kill.
"Yifan, go back to the main road, or you will miss your chance!" Di Jing's heart was anxious, and the aura in his body was in a mess, and the wounds that had been suppressed by the force of the curse broke out again.
Essence flowed away, qi and blood dried up, and Di Jing became like a corpse again. The power of Haotianding and Jiuyin Destroying Soul Banner was greatly reduced in an instant.
Upon seeing this, Nangong Huan and others laughed and attacked wildly!
"Di Jing, you two will be buried here today. Just one Celestial Divine Silkworm will not be able to protect you!" The cruel torture showed a face-lifting expression, put away the iron rod and put your palms together, you must use your natural supernatural powers.
"I don't need someone to protect! You dare to hurt my brother Di, I will fight you to death today!"
Han Yifan urged eight dragons and fires, and the fire dragon shuttled between heaven and earth, and Ge Luochen and Yan Wushuang suddenly felt pressure doubled. They didn't expect that this little fat man had refined such a powerful blood flame, and within the real blood state, there were already few opponents.
"How can this blood flame be so strong?!" Ge Luochen suddenly realized that something was not good. He also refined the ultimate blood flame, but compared with Han Yifan's eight dragon gods, it was still a little bit behind.
Yan Wushuang felt hot all over, and the huge fire dragon held his head up and down, bravely.
"Eight dragon god fire! This little fat man has nothing peculiar in the Huamai realm. He can also refine the ultimate blood flame, and it is also such a powerful ultimate blood flame." There is a trace of real dragon blood in Duan Shaoxing's body. It is to understand that as long as it is something related to the dragon, it is not simple.
"Di Jing is about to fall. It seems that this little fat man named Han Yifan will replace Di Jing's influence and become the thorn in the eyes of the Fengshen Pavilion." Dugu Shenqi and Ye Ming stood together with a heavy expression.
At the same time, some people felt a little relief in their hearts. Di Jing was about to die and Han Yifan would rise. Compared to Han Yifan, Di Jing put too much pressure on them. It is unthinkable to battle a group of real blood realms in the Huamai realm. If Di Jing has no Dao wounds and breaks through to the real blood realm, how terrifying would it be? !
Fortunately, Di Jing was about to come to an end. Han Yifan, who replaced him, had become stronger, but did not bring them the same pressure as Di Jing.