The sound of thunder is muffled and deafening.
When the sixth heavenly tribulation was blocked by He Jian, a strong wind blew in the sky, sweeping in from afar and slowly blowing away the black clouds.
The thunderclouds dispersed and the world returned to calm. He Jian's eyes flashed with sword light, and he secretly thought in his heart that his Dantian turned into a lake. This was already a sign of the Venerable.
At this time, he only felt that his whole body was clear and there was no dust in his heart. The spiritual power in the lake is as majestic as the sea, and every cell in the body feels like being soaked in warm water, which is extremely comfortable. The spiritual power surges in the meridians, and the energy that can be felt filling the world can be borrowed with just a thought.
This is the Venerable. Every strike is stained with the power of heaven and earth.
As soon as the thought sank, I stepped into silence, and my energy sank to the bottom of my heart, round and smooth, without revealing the slightest bit.
At this moment, he completely transformed into an earthly old man. It was better to be simple and return to nature.
Zhan Jian's eyes suddenly shrank inward, and his voice trembled: "This...six heavenly tribulations?" While speaking, he looked at Jiang Yingrong, as if he wanted to find the answer from him.
"Yes, the Six Paths of Heavenly Tribulation..." Jiang Yingrong's face was delicate, the corners of her mouth curled up, and her eyes were full of shock.
The two looked at each other for a moment, speechless.
Ouyang Ming stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes swaying in the wind, his long hair floating behind him, looking like he was floating away from the dust. He took a deep look at He Jian and thought to himself, although the "Tiao Tian" move is a weak move, its power is amazing. Now that he has survived six heavenly tribulations, how strong is Senior He's combat power now
He shook his head, not daring to speculate, but he had a vague guess in his heart that even the multi-armed King Kong might not be a match for He Jian.
Jiang Yingrong raised her jade steps lightly, and Pingping Tingting slowly walked forward. She bent her body, and her plump breasts were outlined in an amazing arc, making her feel happy. Gently picking up an anti-thunder suit, she penetrated it with her mental power. Countless dim runes appeared in her perception. She opened her lips lightly and said with a look of surprise: "This anti-thunder equipment... has not completely lost its aura." ?”
Zhanjian took a deep breath when he heard this.
He secretly thought in his heart that the anti-thunder equipment had withstood six heavenly tribulations, but in the end there was still a trace of aura left. How deep is Brother Yu's attainment in forging
At this moment, for some reason, he thought of Ou Yangming and Qu Zhengde in his mind. He looked at him with a deep look, but said nothing and remained silent.
Suddenly, dozens of black light spots appeared in Ouyang Ming's perception, their positions changing all the time, and they were speeding towards where the four people were, with an awe-inspiring aura on them. Especially the light spot at the front, as dark as ink, even with an unspeakable greed, the fastest, much faster than the other light spots, is Dong Chenyu.
And behind these dozens of light spots, the Death Zhuo clan was hiding in the mist and advancing slowly.
Ouyang Ming rolled his eyes, his expression was extremely strange, and he sighed in his heart, he was really looking for death!
After thinking for a moment, he understood what kind of thoughts this blood dragon had. He must have wanted to devour the bloodline power of a venerable person, thinking that this venerable person had just survived the catastrophe and must be extremely weak to take advantage of it.
Ouyang Ming really guessed this correctly.
Outside the mist whirlpool, Dong Chenyu was high-spirited. He felt it carefully for a moment and murmured softly: "Huh? There is not too much violent fluctuation. This newly promoted person must be seriously injured! I think so, how can it be the six-path heavenly tribulation? Is it so easy to survive?" His heart became more and more fiery. When he broke his spirit and became a deity, he had only survived four heavenly tribulations, and was just a hair away from being wiped out by the heavenly tribulations. This was six heavenly tribulations. In the past, he was Don't even dare to think about it
But now, he has the opportunity to devour the power of this venerable bloodline. How can this make him not excited
This kind of fate is a once-in-a-lifetime experience. After the blood fusion, it is not impossible to go further.
Dong Chenyu was in a happy mood and could only hum a little tune.
"Whoosh whoosh..." The sound that broke through the air resounded and fell directly within a hundred feet of Ouyang Ming's body.
Blood flashed in his eyes, and he said in a cold voice: "It's really you, we have never met each other in life! You are so casual in crossing the heavenly tribulation, you deserve to have your bloodline devoured!" He kept sneering on his face. This is also true. When every spirit reaches its peak and undergoes the heavenly tribulation, it is extremely cautious and there must be someone to protect the way. Just like when the multi-armed Vajra broke the spirit and became an immortal, he hid in the mountains of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect. There are also three sages guarding it to prevent sneak attacks. Because he had just passed through the heavenly tribulation, this was the time when the Venerable was at his weakest.
If you are seriously injured during a catastrophe, even if you meet an ordinary spirit person, you may die.
Ouyang Ming raised his chin slightly, half-smiling but not smiling, and said with a strange look on his face: "Do you think you won?"
"Is this script wrong?" Dong Chenyu's mind clicked.
There was a vague feeling of something bad in his heart, but when he used his spiritual power, he saw that He Jian's breath seemed to be non-existent, and he seemed to be adjusting his breath.
This faint feeling of badness was immediately thrown out of the sky, the bloodthirsty color in his eyes flashed away, and the majestic momentum came out, coldly snorted: "Huh, you are pretending to be a ghost, I still don't believe you can escape from me Palm!" Just at this moment, the remaining blood dragon warriors arrived.
Ouyang Ming's face was as calm as a flat lake, and he glanced at Dong Chenyu with pity.
This glance deeply pierced Dong Chenyu's heart. He was filled with violent emotions. He licked his lips vigorously, raised his finger and pointed at He Jian, saying: "I want you to watch with your own eyes as I devour the contents of your body." The power of blood has caused you to fall into deep regret, and she and he all died because of you!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and pointed at Jiang Yingrong and the Burial Sword.
He raised his palm slightly and shouted: "Kill!" After saying these words, he felt relaxed and felt that the sky was clear and the air was clear and the wind was gentle.
As the words spread, dozens of blood dragons immediately swarmed forward, and Dong Chenyu rushed towards He Jian.
The weird look on Ouyang Ming's face got even worse. He shook his head and said, "You can come and give it a try."
Zhan Jian and Jiang Yingrong looked calm. They knew in their hearts that with the assistance of the thick earth formation plate and the anti-thunder suit, He Jian could easily survive the six thunders, and even the spiritual energy in his dantian was not consumed too much.
At this moment, He Jian's eyes slowly opened, and a sword light burst out. It was sacred and noble, stained with the divine will of immortality, and turned into a semi-circular arc, sweeping in all directions. Wherever it passed, more than half of the blood dragons were cut off at the waist like tofu. In an instant, corpses were strewn across the field, broken limbs and arms were everywhere, and blood dyed the earth red.
"Ouch..."
Countless blood dragons roared crazily, their eyes full of fear.
So powerful, so powerful, so powerful!
Even Dong Chenyu felt frightened after seeing the look in his eyes, and every cell in his body screamed. As if he had encountered a natural enemy, there was only one thought left in his heart, and that was to run away, run away at all costs! He was certain in his heart that as long as the old man used that sword that lifted the sky, he would definitely die and there would be no room for resistance. Especially when he thought that the other party had survived the six heavenly tribulations, the fear in his heart came like a tide, without any fighting spirit.
This was the first time he had encountered this situation since he had survived the catastrophe.
Secretly, he scolded all the ancestors of the Shizhuo clan, making his teeth itch with hatred.
A fierce look flashed in his eyes, he bit the tip of his tongue, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said in a trembling voice: "Blood Escape!" As soon as the voice fell, his whole body turned into a light stream of light, and the speed reached the extreme. In just an instant, he was Almost flying out of the fog vortex.
Despite this, Dong Chenyu's eyes not only lacked joy, but became even more anxious.
The Dan Lake in his heart felt like it was about to dry up, and there was a voice in his heart that kept roaring, telling him that with one strike of He Jian, he could be destroyed physically and mentally.
Because this blow is a move to the sky, because he has survived the six heavenly tribulations.
"Aren't you going to devour the power of my bloodline? Come on!" He Jian's face was calm, and he took a step forward. With this step, the whole sky seemed to be shaking.
The only remaining blood dragon felt as though countless thunderbolts were pounding in his heart, while the weaker ones' bodies collapsed and turned into blood mist. One can imagine how strong he became after surviving the Six Paths of Heavenly Tribulation and turning his Dantian into a lake.
"Here comes the sword!" He Jian roared and grabbed it with his fingers.
When it fell, Ziwu's white light shone, lying in the palm of He Jian's hand, and growled in a low voice: "Move to the sky!"
In vain, all the mist within a hundred feet rolled, moved violently, and turned upside down in an instant. A ray of sword light directly tore the mist apart, and the unspeakably sharp sword intent swept across all directions, evolving into infinite mysteries, just like the world of mortals. The color of this sword light was indescribable.
Thousands of obstacles and shackles seem to be cut off by this sword.
This is teasing the sky and a belief in enlightenment that is indestructible to all things.
Dong Chenyu screamed strangely, feeling frightened. The eagerness in his eyes had reached its extreme, and he growled in his mouth: "Faster, faster!"
An unprecedented life-and-death crisis appeared in his mind, so intense that every hair on his body stood up.
But he was fast, but the sword light was even faster. In an instant, it evened out the distance between the two of them, as if they ignored the space, and struck in an instant.
"No!" Dong Chenyu's eyes showed despair, and his expression was all distorted. The memories of this life passed through his mind like a movie. His eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness, but so what? He couldn't block this sword at all.
"Boom!" The world roared.
Dong Chenyu's body became extremely clear in the reflection of the sword light.
A shrill scream echoed, and before the scream dissipated, his body had been completely crushed...
The emperor of the blood dragon clan failed to block a move, blocked a sword, and fell into disarray.
A storm that could overturn the sky spread out from the center of the circle where Dong Chenyu died. The black light was astonishing. Wherever it passed, mountains and rocks were broken, vegetation died, and vitality was wiped out. Everything turned into nothingness, leaving only endless desolation. This is the power of the Venerable. Every strike can resonate with the heaven and earth, erupting with unimaginable power.
This scene made all the blood dragons remain silent, their hearts trembled, and a chill penetrated the heavenly spirit.
He Jian glanced at the location of the Death Zhuo clan in the distance. This glance directly caused the blood of the most mysterious alien race in the ruins to surge. The spiritual energy went retrograde and spurted out two mouthfuls of blood in succession. His expression was horrified and even more frightening.