Martial World

Chapter 945: Pan Wushen Ding

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Yang Yun's face was ferocious. After merging with the soul of the ancient devil, he no longer had the gentle and elegant appearance before, but became a real devil.

With a low growl, he suddenly stretched out his finger, aimed at the center of his brow, and plunged in!

Between Yang Yun's brows, there is a third eye—the Eye of Blood Magic, but at this moment, Yang Yun's finger pierced the eyeball!

"Peng!"

The red spar enclosing the Eye of Blood Dharma exploded, and traces of blood gushed out, bright and bright red.

Stretching out his hand to pierce his own eyes, how ruthless it takes. At that moment, Yang Yun's face twisted, and the aura on his body suddenly exploded.

After the blood magic eye was shattered, the energy of essence and blood escaped, and Yang Yun opened his mouth to swallow all of it. His body began to change, growing taller, longer, with muscles all over his body. In the skin on his back, some tiny The red threads spewed out, dancing like jellyfish tentacles. Bloody brilliance flowed from his bones and muscles, like strips of red horses, after traveling thousands of feet in the sky, all of them were submerged in his body.

At that moment, Yang Yun's cultivation was infinitely close to the mid-stage of the Divine Sea, and it could even be said that he had already reached the mid-stage of the Divine Sea within a short period of time.

Destroying the Eye of Blood Technique exhausted the supernatural powers cultivated in the past few years, and completely exploded the power of the Great Blood Alchemy, bringing the realm of the Great Blood Alchemy to perfection!

If Yang Yun had already cultivated the Great Blood Alchemy to the highest level, he would not have been forced to this point, but now he is seriously injured, suppressed forcibly with a secret method, and Lin Ming's insight into his weakness, and he was shrouded in the primordial space The weather, the location, the harmony of people, and Yang Yun didn't take advantage of it. It can be said that he is in the worst condition to fight Lin Ming. If he doesn't work hard, he will really be finished.

"I destroyed my blood eye, ruined these three years of penance, and made the blood power of my whole body reach the limit, but if I can kill you, everything is worth it!"

Killing Lin Ming and knowing the secrets about Lin Ming gave Yang Yun the hope to soar into the sky and break through the Divine Sea. Break through the divine transformation and become the overlord of the God's Domain, otherwise, with Yang Yun's aptitude, he will be placed in this vast universe. It's nothing, there are as many people like him as the sands of the Ganges River, but they all died on the road of martial arts. It is a dream to want to climb to the peak of martial arts.

Yang Yun bit his tongue violently, opened his mouth and spat out a big mouthful of blood. At that moment, the ball of fresh blood gathered into a blood rain and swayed down.

Blood rained all over the sky, and ghosts cried and howled, as if hundreds of millions of ghosts were crying between heaven and earth.

"Slaughtering Demon Blood Rain, a vicious martial art contained in the Great Blood Alchemy. Burning one's own blood essence and lifespan, using this trick will cost one hundred years of lifespan!"

Lin Ming's expression changed, Yang Yun used every move. He knows it all. The lifespan of a warrior is so precious, and the exercises that consume lifespan. It is only used when desperate, but now, when Yang Yun makes a move, it is all such desperate martial arts.

Every drop of blood rain contains a primordial spirit, which is the unjust soul of countless creatures killed by Yang Yun's great blood refining technique, which contains endless resentment, if it invades the spirit soul, it will make people go crazy, insane and die die.

The pouring rain of blood was wantonly poured into the primordial space.

In the primordial space, all energy is annihilated, and the law of all things is annihilated, which naturally includes blood.

With the sound of "Chi Chi Chi", drops of blood rain were burned, and the resentment was destroyed and dissipated invisibly! However, the primordial space is not invincible, and its destruction of laws may consume the energy of Lin Ming's body.

Seeing the large swathes of blood rain being swallowed, Yang Yun didn't feel sorry for him. He bit the tip of his tongue again and spewed out three balls of blood in one breath, three balls of blood, one ball with a lifespan of a hundred years, plus the previous one Yang Yun burned out four hundred years of life in one breath.

More blood rain swayed out, the blood rain was torrential, and the power became more and more powerful. In the end, it was like a waterfall falling from the sky!

Under the pouring rain of blood, the coverage area of the Primordial Space decreased sharply, shrinking more and more, and Lin Ming, who was in it, also felt the rapid loss of the body's energy!

The power of the primordial space is great, but the consumption is also extremely astonishing. If Lin Ming hadn't used it and a warrior had used it, let alone suppressing and killing Shenhai, he would have been sucked dry by mobilizing the primordial space.

Suppressing the primordial space, Yang Yun felt that his strength had returned and became surging like a sea tide. At this moment, he restored his combat power to the strongest state through various secret methods regardless of the cost.

"Hahaha! This is my strongest strength. Let me show you my full strength. If you hadn't conspired to break my Great Blood Alchemy, in a month or two, I would be in this state with You fight! Now I have lost a thousand years of life, and I have reached this state!"

In the mid-term of Shenhai, depending on the number of times of life and death, the lifespan is only four thousand to seven thousand years, and when Yang Yun was young, in order to quickly improve his strength, he used some magic secrets under the guidance of the ancient devil, and already lost two years. His lifespan of a thousand years, and now he is losing another one thousand years in one breath, his own fire of life has begun to turn from prosperity to decline, which means he is approaching middle age. If he does not kill Lin Ming and finds a way to restore his lifespan, his potential will gradually decrease. Exhausted, unable to break through for life.

It can be said that Yang Yun is already at the bottom of the boat.

At that moment, Yang Yun's whole body's energy circulated to the extreme, bursting out the strength of the mid-stage of the Divine Sea. Yang Yun's mid-stage Divine Sea was based on the Eightfold Fatefall, coupled with the resources of many ancient demon heads, and he also practiced the Divine Domain Kung Fu. Far from being able to compare with the warriors of Tianyan Continent, it is even stronger than the Eight Meteor Thunder Emperor tens of thousands of years ago.

At this time, with his full strength attack, the world changed color, and the situation retreated, as if thousands of blood pools in Shura Hell reappeared in the world.

Facing this blow, Lin Ming let out a long cry, "Yang Yun, no matter how much you burn your lifespan, what you practiced is the second-rate kung fu of God's Domain after all, how powerful can it be if it turns the sky upside down? And my kung fu The law is two sets of supreme martial arts, and the double cultivation of the law and body, and the primordial battle spirit! My background, my artistic conception, my blood, and my will are far from what you can compare. I was boiling with excitement."

"Burn it, blood of the ancient phoenix!"

At that moment, a blazing brilliance shot out between Lin Ming's brows, burning the heavens and the earth. Behind him, a phantom of an ancient phoenix appeared and shot straight into the sky!

Lin Ming held the Great Desolation Blood Halberd in his hand, and stabbing it out, the bloody aura on the halberd was burned!

"Boom!"

With an earth-shattering explosion, Yang Yun's sword light was directly shattered by the Great Desolation Blood Halberd, and at this moment, Yang Yun took out a three-legged tripod from the Sumeru Ring, on which countless patterns of flowers, birds, insects and fish were engraved. Among these patterns, there are also the four holy beasts of Qinglong, Suzaku, White Tiger, and Xuanwu, and an ancient tripod, stained with blood, as if it has gone through endless years!

Seeing this Divine Cauldron, Lin Ming didn't have much feeling yet, but the complexions of all the fifty or so Divine Sea powerhouses around him changed drastically.

"This is the Panwu Divine Cauldron! The number one divine soldier in the Tianyan Continent!"

"That's right, it's indeed Panwushending, the holy weapon of the Nine Cauldrons to suppress the fate of the country. Its quality is even higher than that of the wild blood halberd and the complete armor of the devil emperor. It was originally in the hands of Yang Luotian, and Yang Luotian died. The Martial God Cauldron naturally fell into Yang Yun's hands."

"This sacred artifact is rumored to weigh 2.16 million catties. This is the first time I've seen it. To be precise, it has never been born in the past five thousand years, because there is no force worthy of the Jiuding Divine Kingdom's use of disks. Martial God Cauldron!"

As soon as the Martial God Cauldron appeared, Yang Yun wrapped around the body of the cauldron with a layer of energy and blood, and smashed it down towards Lin Ming!

The weight of the giant cauldron of 2.16 million catties is almost four times that of the Great Wilderness Blood Halberd. Because it was refined by Yang Yun, it can be activated at will according to Yang Yun's will, and it does not need to consume too much energy. When it hits, it's like an ancient meteorite falling to the ground. The strong Shenhai will shatter and die in an instant if he is hit!

Lin Ming's pupils contracted, and the eight armored doors and four doors opened simultaneously. After the four doors were opened, Lin Ming only had a strength of more than two million catties, which was not enough to compete with Pan Wushen's Cauldron, but he still had his true essence and battle spirit.

"Grimmist Battle Spirit, Rong!"

A silver-gray gun-shaped battle spirit flew out from the sea of consciousness, and merged into the Great Desolation Blood Halberd. Lin Ming shouted loudly, and raised his hand to throw the Great Desolation Blood Halberd!

"Boom!"

The blood halberd flew horizontally, and the space vibrated, like thousands of thunderclaps exploding together.

On one side is a giant tripod weighing 2.16 million kilograms, and on the other is a Great Wilderness Blood Halberd weighing 800,000 kilograms. They both fly at supersonic speeds. How terrifying would it be when they hit each other

"when!"

The blood halberd and Panwushencauldron collided heavily, like a bell roaring in the morning and a drum in the evening, and the space with a radius of several miles collapsed.

The Panwushen cauldron was shaken suddenly, and flew backwards, and the Dahuang Xuehalberd was also bounced away. At that moment, a deep dent appeared on the tripod god of the Panwushen cauldron, which was obviously left by the Dahuangxue halberd. down!

On the other hand, the Great Desolation Blood Halberd did not suffer any damage. This is the power of the Battle Spirit. The Great Desolation Blood Halberd is blessed by the Primordial Battle Spirit, making it indestructible!

"Pan Wushen cauldron is damaged?"

"Using the 800,000-jin Great Wilderness Blood Halberd against the 2.16 million-jin Pan Wushen Cauldron, the one that was damaged was actually the Pan Wushen Cauldron!?"

When everyone saw the dent, it was almost unbelievable that the No. 1 sacred artifact in Tianyan Continent, the foundation of the Nine Tripods Divine Kingdom, and the sacred artifact that suppressed the fate of the country, was actually damaged. How strong is the impact

Between lightning and flint, they didn't give anyone a chance to react at all. After Yang Yun threw out the Martial God Cauldron, he didn't care about it at all. He held the blood sword in his hand, and came to Lin Ming with a flicker. The edge of the sword was like a poisonous snake. It pierced Lin Ming's throat.

This sword pierced through the void, reaching its limit. A sneer appeared on the corner of Lin Ming's mouth, and he retreated violently. With a flick of his right hand, a milky white thunderball emerged from his palm. Come god thunder.

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