However, everyone is still clinging to the idea that there may be a miracle-the bloodthirsty boy in front of him is almost breathless, and such a figure is bound to cause great chaos, and their patron saint-the purple emperor Xuanyuanhuang has been maintaining the stability of Dayan Holy Land, and such people who can harm the whole world may come.
As time passed quietly, Tianzhu Peak was as silent as death, and the collision sound of five emperors and blood spirits made the eardrums hum.
Suddenly, it seems like a bomb exploded in the quiet deep sea, and the calm sea of blood suddenly surged wildly, and the dazzling gray light suddenly pierced the blood all over the sky.
"Purple Emperor ~ ~ Purple Emperor is coming ~ ~"
In despair, I saw the dawn shouting but suddenly quiet.
-It is said that the purple emperor is covered with purple light, which makes the blood sea pierce before the purple emperor, but it is gray light.
They were surprised that the blood was punctured by gray light, and the wound slowly expanded, and a white man walked out of the crack.
Light and soft light radiates from the male body to eliminate a little blood smell.
The man gently took off his head and hat, and a wisp of silver hair gently floated down from the soft light to reveal a unique beauty. It is strange that the man has a strange squirrel on his shoulder and should not be a white mouse-all white as a man’s clothes.
"Yang eldest brother! ! ！”
"Yanglingtian ~ ~ ~" exclaimed with different emotions from Sun Ningyan and other people and five major disciples.
The blood spirit suddenly stopped, but he ignored the pool as deep as the five emperors next to him. He looked closely at the man who woke himself up. His body seemed to have a breath that could destroy himself. He didn’t feel it when he came out of the blood pool.
"So you are Yanglingtian! ! ！” It’s said that this man is the five gates in front of him looking for Yanglingtian, and then she is slightly stunned, and then a sneer emerges from her mouth. "Hum, when I let you run away from the Santa Tower, you find yourself to die. Hehe ~ ~ Just now, I suddenly changed my mind and killed these people. It seems that there is no place to ask them to be the most important thing. I just can’t find a bully, but you just come to die."
With her disheveled hair shaking her head gently, people quickly turned away. "Shine, kill him for me."
Who knows, the red figure is still standing there, and the reaction seems to be that she didn’t hear Yu Ji’s cry. Suddenly, she couldn’t help but shout again, "Shine, I told you to kill him, didn’t you hear it?"
Speaking with a slight anger, the already dull and unpleasant sound became more and more harsh.
"Gung noise! What are you that can command me? " Blood spirit cold eyes gently glanced at the stunned old woman’s face, and suddenly a trace of disgust poured out. His red eyebrows were gently picked, and then he reached out and grabbed the old woman’s heart and put it in his mouth, munching it.
You Ji looked at the blood spirit with horror and disbelief, chewing her heart, and the bright green light in her eyes finally dimmed. The Emperor Zun and the onlookers looked at each other for four or five weeks and I didn’t know what had happened.
"Alas ~ ~ ~ you are awake after all."
With a long sigh, I looked up at the boy in red in front of me as if I had some regrets. "In those days, you were just a child in the King’s Gate of the Inferno, but after all, you worked hard to become immortal. But you took the risk of secretly turning the demon king into a magic weapon, hiding a trace of your soul and leaving it * * to say that it could be refined to make the whole world tremble. I didn’t expect that there was a fool who actually refined it according to your method, but it finally brought you back to life."
"You know me?" Blood spirit eyes narrowed. "When I was resurrected, you asked this young man to seal me and let me recognize that ugly woman?" While speaking, strong hatred spurted from his eyes.
"Yes" Meng nodded his head and took a deep breath lightly. "But you finally woke up and became immortal." With bright eyes, he blinked again. "But is it worth it? See you eat people’s hearts so hard, not bloodthirsty, but you have to eat because of this immortality, and this immortality is still the worst. "
"Bullshit!" Seems to have been stabbed by Mongolian words. Blood spirit suddenly became angry and ferocious. His face suddenly raised and folded. "How can you get immortal people with high talent and practice? People like us can be your slaves even if we practice hard in a limited area. Even if the amount of robbery comes, you have a 90% chance of survival, but we can fly ash annihilation?"
"Ha ha ~ ~ ~ It’s a pity that the heaven is reincarnation ~ ~ ~" said the face became more and more ferocious.
He glanced disdainfully at the front of his eyes and smiled coldly. "Although I don’t know what happened, those ancient ghosts and gods are no longer a shell even if I met you. I have been a slave for so long, and I should be proud today. Although you are a higher level than me, you can still ravage you haha ~ ~ ~"
"Alas ~ ~ ~ ~" Looking at the crazy blood spirit, I shook my head. "Although the ghost has disappeared, don’t forget that there are five things in this world that can make you disappear."
Blood spirit slightly one leng and didn’t give him too much thinking when turned to Yang Lingtian looked at the way "do you know what I will follow him? Because he has something that can kill me? "
"What?" Blood spirit eyes turned to look at the white youth.
Sure enough, the smell of youth that can destroy itself is getting stronger and stronger.
Suddenly he couldn’t help but take a half step back.
It’s true that people who are immortal in ancient times are waiting for pride, even if they lose it, but how can they lose their pride accumulated over the years? If there is a reason, how can this "squirrel" willingly follow this young man who seems to be in his early twenties?
Tianzhu Peak is worthy of the first peak of Dayan Holy Land. It is said that the ground is already dusk, and the clouds on the summit are still crimson and constantly stirring up blood, which adds a bit of mystery.
Blood spirit frowned as a matter of common sense. Now that the ghost has disappeared, there is no reason to leave those few things. Besides, even if you leave this white youth in front of you, you should not be able to make it right, but he wonders about the smell.
Suddenly, the soft light sends out a black-and-white cycloid wheel from Yangling Celestial Body, rotating and slowly rising. Chapter 91 Immortality ()
"The wheel of fate? Have you merged the blood sacrifice method with it? " Blood spirit suddenly exclaimed.
If there are other artifacts, he may still doubt it, but this wheel of fortune is the most special of several artifacts that can kill him. Even if it is not repaired enough, it will be recognized by its own blood and life sacrifice to the artifact.
It is no wonder that this young man in white will have a breath that can threaten him before the wheel of fortune comes out. It turns out that he has sacrificed himself to the wheel of fortune and naturally has an artifact breath.
It seems as if the nine gods Diyang Lingtian white palm gracefully drew a beautiful trajectory.
Black and white smoke gushed from the wheel of fortune and condensed into a huge round fish of yin and yang, which slowly turned dignified.
Majestic coercion scattered trance everyone rose a strange feeling in the heart-as if their fate seems to be in the hands of the rotating fish of Yin and Yang in front of them.
Blood spirit eyes narrowed slightly all over the sky, and the blood sea instantly contracted and condensed into a scarlet cocoon, tightly wrapping the body around the wheel of fortune. It is no longer a way to run away. At this moment, there is also hope that the young man in white can’t exert the power of the wheel of fortune. He must be able to block a blow by himself, and then the other party must be weak for a while, and then he will kill the other party and win the wheel of fortune. At that time, he is really the king of Dayan Holy Land.
Waiting for a blow to decide one’s own life and death fate, the fist of Blood Spirit could not help but hold up nervously.
It seems that I can’t hold the quicksand a little bit, and it slowly passes away. I don’t know how long it may be a moment or a long time. Zhang Zhong’s blood spirit has forgotten to calculate. Finally, a little wrong feeling suddenly welled up in his heart because he waited for a long time. Not only did the fateful blow not come, but even the breath that threatened his life became weaker and weaker.
"Does he want to induce me to withdraw my protection?"
"Or can he play a much weaker power than I guess and then the squirrel instructs him to leave?"
"Or is it?"