Suddenly, Huang Yifan was already surrounded by layers and disappeared, which meant that his whole person had been completely refined by Wu Yiyang.
"Hahaha, this son has finally succeeded, this son is now in the middle of the qi, Wuling thief, you come to kill me, you come to kill me?" Crazy voice, accompanied by crazy killing intent, crazy Raging.
Wu Yiyang seemed to be a different person, holding an ice dragon halberd, surrounded by countless bloody spiritual powers, like a demon god descending to the world, invincible.
At the moment when the aura of his innate good fortune divine art spread, within a few quagmire close to Wu Yiyang, there were bursts of bangs. But seeing the warriors and spirit beasts who have been dead for an unknown amount of time, Wu Yiyang just turned them into shocking flesh and blood puppets. Under the influence of innate good fortune, these flesh and blood puppets suddenly collapsed, and they were blood-red. The breath of death radiated from its collapsed and shattered body, forming a series of bloody attributes of spiritual power!
In an instant, there were thousands of bloody spiritual powers imagining out, like blood-red wandering souls surrounding Wu Yiyang.
This is far from over. Then, taking Wu Yiyang's location as the center point, the weak and small warriors who shunned them all collapsed and turned into blood red air!
The entire Scarlet World began to collapse on a large scale at this moment! Waves of blood-red air crazily condensed and turned into bloody spiritual power hovering around Wu Yiyang.
Anyone who collapsed, whether it was a corpse or a warrior who shunned them, they were truly dead this time. With this attempt, Wu Yiyang killed countless people and invited countless flesh and blood puppets.
"This guy is crazy, he wants to refine all of us, everyone, go back!"
The spectators who finally figured out the general situation retreated, but it still seemed too late. Only in this moment of effort, Wu Yiyang refined thousands of corpses and hundreds of living people by virtue of innate magical skills.
Wu Yiyang's aura was even better than before, the whole blood-colored world was buzzing with bursts of blood, and bloody aura was surging. The endless raindrops completely turned into a rain of blood.
The red drops of water couldn't tell whether it was raindrops or blood from the corpse. Wu Yiyang, the most central part of the blood curtain, raised his head, and his eyes were bloody. A faint fog of blood killing appeared on his body out of thin air!
He roared in a low voice, gritted his teeth, looked at Wu Ling not far away, and looked at the only person within the scope of the congenital arts, who has not broken his body and turned into bloody spiritual power!
Wu Yiyang turned into a bloody rain within a radius of ten miles. Even Xie Yuyan knew how powerful she was. He obediently retreated ten miles away, sitting on the back of the soaring golden tortoise giant spirit beast, nervously observing the direction of the battle.
Three thousand six hundred and sixty-six bloody breaths are flying around Wu Yiyang between heaven and earth! Wu Yiyang's body soared from the void, at this moment, there were only two of him and Wu Ling in this bloody world!
A thunderbolt suddenly came from the sky, the ice dragon halberd violently waved from top to bottom, and a blood-colored ice dragon that was fifty feet long appeared again between the electric light and flint. The blood-colored ice dragon soared in the air, roaring, his huge eyes fixed on Wu Ling, and a murderous intent emerged.
This blood-colored ice dragon obviously found that it had changed its owner, but this did not affect its desire to fight in the slightest. The blood-colored ice dragon stared at Wu Ling, let out an angry roar, and then moved straight to Wu Ling's claw to pat it. This claw fell from the sky, as if heaven and earth turned upside down, a powerful breath immediately filled Wu Ling's heart.
Wu Ling looked up at the sky, and he had experienced the power of the ice dragon many times in Huang Yifan before. At this moment, Wu Ling did not move, but in the Xuanwu statue behind him, a mighty, magnificent spiritual power was spreading a thick murderous intent. Under this murderous intent, an aura that seemed to pierce the sky and the ground suddenly appeared.
At the same time, the three thousand three hundred and sixty-six blood evil spirits in Wu Yiyang's body turned into monstrous spiritual power, like a sharp sword soaring into the sky, and in an instant, it gathered with the blood-colored ice dragon and greeted Xuanwu. The awe-inspiring breath of the gods!
boom.
The entire blood-colored space was shaking, and the 3,666 bloody spiritual powers immediately collapsed under the impact of the aura of the Xuanwu god statue, and were chopped to pieces.
Wu Yiyang lost one move, but he still had a second move. The blood-colored ice dragon roared fiercely, and within a pair of dragon eyes a murderous intent that had never been seen before!
Although it has been damaged in the long years, how can it be lost to a big tortoise like this
Xuanwu is such a humble life, a cumbersome creature that can no longer be cumbersome. Why is it compared with the ice dragon? What's more, the tortoise is not an actual spirit beast yet, and it doesn't have a physical body. It's just a phantom goddess transformed by Wu Ling's spiritual power!
At this moment it is really angry! As the strongest in the underground world, it has inviolable dignity. Facing the challenge of the weak and small, it decided to obliterate it directly!
The whole body of the blood-colored ice dragon shook, and the dragon head roared, and an icy ray of light instantly appeared from its mouth. The appearance of this frozen divine sword, the blood-colored divine sword, immediately caused the blood-colored world to collapse, and everything in the world seemed to be left with this transparent long sword.
"Hahaha, little thief Wuling, even if you have great magical powers and can block my innate skill, but can you block the bloody ice dragon summoned by the ice dragon halberd? Ice dragon halberd, that's a magic weapon! God soldier! Huang Yifan’s cultivation base is too low to display the power of the Ice Dragon Halberd. Wu Yiyang is different. The Scarlet Ice Dragon is just the first great magical power of the Ice Dragon Halberd. The real power of the Ice Dragon Halberd. It is the sword spat out by the Scarlet Ice Dragon! The sword of destruction!"
Wu Yiyang roared frantically.
At the same time, the sword light of the sword of destruction whizzed and went straight to Wuling!
Without any hesitation, Wu Ling suddenly moved, turning into a shadow of electric light, and rushed out directly. But instead of rushing to the blood-colored ice dragon, he turned and retreated.
The sword of destruction is indeed domineering, and the true meaning of the basaltic god Wu Ling comprehends is not enough to deal with it. On this point, Wu Ling has deep self-knowledge.
Although the true meaning is powerful, Wu Ling understands very little after all. At least compared with the sword of destruction that the blood-colored ice dragon spit out, it was still inferior.
"Haha, little thief Wuling, you know how powerful it is, so are you scared! You killed my fifteen junior brothers and made me refining Junior Brother Huang. I will avenge this great enmity now!" Wu Yiyang As soon as he saw Wu Ling retreating, he chased after him. Behind him, 3,666 killing qi instantly caught up, turning into one brand after another and superimposing on his chest.
In a blink of an eye, the three thousand six hundred and sixty-six brand marks all melted into Wu Yiyang's chest, and in an instant, they spread and covered his whole body. Under the overlay of more than 3,000 brandings, it was as if Wu Yiyang had more than 3,000 layers of protection on his body.
These three thousand six hundred and sixty-six bloody auras were the natural spiritual power that Wu Yiyang extracted from the surrounding corpses and the refined warriors. It was the purest spiritual power, and also the most powerful spiritual power.
Just now Wu Yiyang's unsuccessful blow was forced by the true meaning of the Wuling Xuanwu statue, and he naturally refused to accept it. Therefore, this time he gathered more and stronger.
He was confident that with these bloody spiritual powers and the sword of destruction, Wu Ling could not escape.
After all, at this moment, Wu Ling and Wu Yiyang are both in the middle of the qi, the cultivation base is equal, there is no mention of who is afraid of whom. However, Wu Yiyang possesses a magical ice dragon halberd, but Wu Ling has no magic weapon or weapon to contend with.
At this moment, the sword of destruction was approaching and fell on the huge basalt statue in front of Wu Ling. At this moment, the natural spiritual power of the various attributes on the Xuanwu statue flickered crazily. Amidst the bursts of crackling sound, the Xuanwu statue was violently smashed by the sword of destruction. But Wu Ling himself spit out a mouthful of blood sadly.
"Sure enough, isn't it?" Wu Ling wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said anxiously, "I knew this before, so I should have eliminated him when he refined Huang Yifan!"
However, at the same time, the sword of destruction hit the Xuanwu statue, and it was also resisted by the mighty spiritual power of the various attributes contained in the Xuanwu statue. By the time Wu Ling was in front of him, it had become the end of the force.
The blood-colored ice dragon was startled in the sky, and the sword of destruction it must kill was actually resisted by the opponent abruptly. This was an extreme insult to it! !
The anger of the Scarlet Ice Dragon immediately rose, but it lost the ability to continue fighting. It didn't have time to take care of Wu Yiyang's commands, and when it shook its body, it broke through the void and disappeared without a shadow.
"Puff." Looking at the bloody ice dragon that disappeared out of thin air, Wu Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. With the blood-colored ice dragon and Wu Yiyang, it was still somewhat difficult for him to deal with it together. If he hadn't used the true power of the Xuanwu statue just now, that sword of destruction would probably have killed him.
In addition to the Scarlet Ice Dragon, there is also a difficult Wu Yiyang. At this time, Wu Yiyang, and Wu Yiyang who had been teased by him before, were the same heaven and the same underground.
Even Wu Ling, after seeing the 3,666 bloody spiritual powers condensed on Wu Yiyang’s chest, his expression changed in sorrow: "I just consumed too much spiritual power. Question. To deal with such a weird bloody spiritual power, Tai Chi is probably not the best choice. As for the Zhenwu Seven Sword Formation, I have not yet practiced proficiently. Is it necessary to force me to use the Magic Sword Seven Stars? That’s fine, that’s fine. , Just take this narcissist and try the magic weapon used by our Wudang ancestor Zhenwu the Great!"
"Dangmo Qixing Sword, in the name of a Wudang disciple, let's get out of it!"