Deep in the thick lead cloud, there was a giant mountain beast, glaring at the intruding Fan Chen with its scarlet beast eyes.
This is a magical armored beast that has reached level eight.
It is shaped like a rhinoceros, covered in dark magic armor, and has an astonishing aura.
"Hoo! Hoo!"
As it breathes, violent energy and blood are continuously released from the magic armor, and the gray lead clouds around it are gradually dyed red.
Another Demon Scale woman with a tall and tall body, as straight as a javelin, stood on its forehead.
The silver scales covered the face of the Demon Scale woman, and her eyes were as sharp as sharp knives, which made Fan Chen feel nervous as he rushed into the clouds.
"Level 7!"
Fan Chen's expression became more serious than ever after he judged the woman's bloodline level.
He knew very well that this woman from the Demon Scale Tribe, who was waiting for them deep in the lead clouds while riding on an eighth-level magical armored beast, must be a peerless genius from the Demon Scale Tribe like him.
Only in this way can we become the last line of defense to hunt them down at the seventh level of bloodline level.
"The Bones of the True God, behead!"
The word "一" in Fan Chen's hand turned into a sharp silver light that broke the lead cloud, cutting the lead cloud in front of him that separated the two realms into two pieces.
The divine power that Taiyi Zhenjun left in the divine bones showed its power at this time, causing the eyes of the eighth-level magic armored beast to shine fiercely.
The lead cloud was broken by the light blade, and when a rainbow light mixed with the power of the true god struck, the magic armored beast kicked its hoofs and roared.
"Hoo ho!"
Those clouds dyed red by its energy and blood were like blood-red demons twisting, suddenly facing the "one" slash offered by Fan Chen.
Numerous bloody foreign objects like monsters were densely packed and shadowy.
But it was instantly shattered by the divine brilliance of the word "一".
"Howling!"
The magical armored beast roared, with cold black flames burning on its hooves and feet.
"Wow!"
There are also patches of blood-colored light waves that spread outward from the center of the beast's body, like many bloody and terrifying worlds of demons, presented by its bloodline secret technique.
In the endless blood-red light wave, the body of the magical armored beast began to grow rapidly.
The magic armor on its body and the black flames it released were also combined with Qi and blood, turning into many magical powers and secret techniques in the bloody world.
The blood-colored light waves continued to spread outwards, submerging the lead cloud where it stood, making it the master of the small blood-colored world.
In its crimson eyes, lines imprinted on the bloodline emerged one after another, and then extinguished quietly.
After the "one" divine bone blade penetrated into the bloody light wave, its momentum towards the magic armored beast gradually weakened.
"Bang!"
Fan Chen's protective shield exploded amidst the roar of the magical armored beast.
Even the word "Tai" under his feet was filled with blood-colored light waves that spread crazily outward.
Suddenly, he saw many strange lights that looked like chains, dissipating the mystery of blood and appearing.
His power, the divine power of the Bone of the True God, was entangled and pulled by those strange chains, and was constantly being reduced.
The woman from the Demon Scale Tribe standing on the forehead of the Demonic Armored Beast shook her head with regret and said, "Your artifact consumes too much energy."
Holding a long serrated knife in one hand, she instantly sank from the lead cloud and struck the Tianling Tower with one strike.
Before the sword arrived, half of the many talismans Dong Wenjian posted inside and outside the tower turned into scraps of paper!
Dong Wenjian was horrified: "Tianling Tower will definitely not be able to hold on! Let's go!"
A sense of morality that shattered the land emerged from the depths of the lead cloud above his head, accompanied by a long serrated knife.
As a genius of the Ancient Fa Sect, Dong Wenjian has very keen senses. From the aura revealed by the sword's morality, he knew that there was once a complete world of purgatory, which was chopped into many pieces by this sword.
He immediately understood that the serrated long knife was an artifact on the same level as the word "Tai Yi" and the Xuantian Divine Mirror.
It may even be half a chip higher than these two rare treasures.
He made a quick decision, grabbed his partner Lin Manhe's little hand, flew out of the White Tower immediately, and said: "Zhou Qingchen, since you are already in the sky, just take the opportunity to rush into the clouds and escape!"
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Wu Yuan, Dong Tianze, and Zhou Qingchen also flew away from the top window of the White Tower.
The Purple Demonic Eye, Tianfeng Seal, and Tianyuan Pearl all gave strong warnings, allowing them to escape instantly regardless of their injuries.
Just when they left, a long serrated knife came through the thick lead cloud, like a meteor streaking across the Tianling Tower.
The other part of Dong Wenjian's holy talisman and the Tianling Tower, which was gradually becoming more and more magical, were chopped into pieces by the light of the sword in an instant.
The woman from the Demon Scale Tribe showed up proudly.
With one hand, she held a long serrated knife that was taller than her body and slashed at Hu Yuanfei at will.
The light of the sword flashed like lightning, and the void made a "chichi" sound.
After the Kunpeng Sword transformed, Hu Yuanfei used her second spiritual sword to try to block this Demon Scale woman who was expected to be promoted to a god.
The sword flashed, and her second spiritual sword turned into gold and iron filings in the clouds.
Hu Yuanfei's hand that abandoned the sword in a hurry spurted out blood, and the bones of her hand burst open.
"Sister Hu!"
Liu Youyu tried his best to activate the power of the Xuantian Divine Mirror, and used the power of the true god in the mirror and the sword light left by Li Zhaotian to attack the tough Demon Scale woman.
"trouble."
The woman murmured, and with her left hand covered by scales, she gently patted Liu Youyu who passed through the Divine Soul Yudong Xuantian Divine Mirror.
A giant whirlpool formed by the rotation of the lead cloud suddenly appeared.
Liu Youyu and Xuantian Divine Mirror instantly fell into it. They were so dizzy that they could not stabilize their posture and the Divine Mirror. They could no longer lock the foreign woman with the mirror.
"Demon scale tribe, Xuanying!"
"It turns out that Xuanying is in charge of the clouds!"
After the Devil Scales woman appeared, the eighth-level Flame Tribe and Ghost Tribe warriors instantly became excited.
Obviously their bloodline is one level higher than that of Xuanying, but these two alien warriors from the fifth realm looked at the Demon Scale woman as if they were looking at a powerful person higher than them.
"You go up to heaven and kill people, and I will sink them."
Xuan Ying, whose face was covered by bright silver scales, didn't even look behind her. Liu Youyu was swallowed up by the giant whirlpool, and she didn't care about Hu Yuanfei who was injured.
Her body, as tall as a sword, suddenly fell towards Pang Jian.
Pang Jian, who was above the "Heart of Winter", immediately felt the boundless energy and blood approaching. The majestic energy of flesh and blood in the seventh-level Demon Scale woman's body was incomparable to that of the eighth-level magic armored beast. inferior.
Moreover, the strands of Qi and blood are extremely refined and pure.
"I have heard that human warriors who possess the Chaos Sea can perfectly match the filthy powers of the fifth realm."
"Some people have also said that if such a character is placed in our fifth realm, if he is not bound by his identity as a human race, he can also become the overlord of a party."
"Sea of Chaos..."
The eyes of Xuan Ying, who was falling, showed a light of interest.
"call out!"
Streams of dazzling silver sword light flew out from the huge, narrow, serrated sword.
Pang Jian waved his sword to greet him.
"Puff! Puff!"
The sword light containing the mystery of ice and thunder, and the sword light of Xuan Ying, intertwined and collided in the void between the two people.
As soon as the light of the sword and the light of the sword came into contact, the originally dark and deep sky seemed to suddenly erupt into a brilliant fireworks show.
Those dazzling sword lights and sword lights that made people feel uncomfortable spattered in all directions, igniting the dark sky.
"Xuanying!"
"It was Xuanying who took action!"
Above the Demon Spirit Continent, in the nearby broken ground, a powerful alien warrior screamed.
There are also strong men from other ethnic groups who came on flying spiritual weapons, and they are also keeping a close eye on the movements of the Demon Scale woman.
The name of Xuanying is very loud in the fifth world, and all ethnic groups know her fierceness and power.
"Pang Jian! Be careful!"
Zhou Qingchen, Wu Yuan, and Dong Tianze, who entered the clouds and entered the third realm, were all panicking and screaming.
Even the eighth-level Flame Clan, Bull Demon Clan, and Ghost Clan warriors had to avoid their sharp ice and thunder swords, but they were actually blocked by the seventh-level Demon Scale Clan's Xuanying sword.
The power of Xuanying made them a little worried about Pang Jian's situation, and hesitant to come down to help in the battle.
"I said, I will always have the power to protect myself! Don't come down, don't distract me!"
Pang Jian shouted high into the sky.
He was afraid that Dong Tianze and others would not be able to think clearly and would turn around and be trapped again after they had clearly entered the third realm.
"Self-protection? Are you kidding me?"
When Xuanying wielded the serrated sword with her soul, her eyes, as narrow and sharp as a knife, were full of cold mockery: "With the Chaos Sea in your hands, and being the direct disciple of Li Zhaotian of Sword Tower, you pose a great threat to us. "
"I know your name is Pang Jian, you can't escape."
"I have read the ancient scrolls carefully and know that every time the filthy power surges up, there will always be a shocking person emerging from the Sword Tower, without exception. Pang Jian, in my eyes, you are the Jianlou Jingshi of this era. I will never let you leave alive."
When Xuanying wielded the long sword, he did not forget to speak heart-wrenching words.
It seems that there is still enough energy left, and it is calm and unhurried.
Pang Jian, on the other hand, concentrated on mobilizing the two divine powers in the "Heart of Winter" and the Thunder Pond, refined the Origin Demon Sword with the "Rong" formula, and swung the sword to attack again and again.
"Zhou Yi, there are geniuses like you in the fifth realm of Purgatory. Xuanying is the daughter of the leader of the Demon Scale Clan in Purgatory. If she can survive the catastrophe of Purgatory, she is expected to become a god like me."
Ling Yimo reappeared on the other side under the sky.
Zhou Yi was floating next to her, using pills to adjust his breath, gathering and consuming intense power.
"Demon scale tribe, Xuanying..."
Zhou Yi nodded lightly.
He felt that this woman from the Demon Scale Tribe, who didn't even show her face and only showed a pair of eyes, suddenly became extremely charming.
His tall and capable figure and shining silver scales give Xuanying a sharp edge.
The long serrated knife that was too big to match her body contained a huge amount of energy and blood, like her second body, from which incredible amounts of blood flowed out one after another.
Zhou You squinted his eyes and noticed, and his mind was shocked: "The strong energy and blood in the eighth-level magic armored beast can be borrowed by her with a long knife?"
Ling Yimo nodded indifferently.
"No wonder."
Zhou Yi was very surprised and said: "She has a strong body, and her qi and blood are like fine rays that have been tempered for thousands of times. Coupled with an eighth-level magical armored beast, she can squander her power at will."
"In my opinion, Pang Jian, who is pregnant with the Chaos Sea, may not be able to defeat her."
Zhou Yi clicked his tongue in surprise.
Ling Yimo nodded again.
He watched Liu Youyu and Hu Yuanfei sink into the lead clouds, watched Zhou Qingchen, Wu Yuan, and Dong Tianze also enter the clouds, and said: "If you recover, use your void mirror to The technique is to hunt down those who fall into the clouds. Above, there is an area where the meteorite sea stays, on the edge of the third realm."
"No one will be able to detect the movement here in a short period of time, just take action."
"The guys below will also cooperate with you."
While he was speaking, the three eighth-level warriors from the Flame Tribe, the Ghost Tribe, and the Ox Demon Tribe wisely avoided Pang Jian and Xuan Ying, who were fighting fiercely, and entered the lead cloud of the third realm one by one.
…
In 23 years, Lao Ni suffered from a heavy alcohol hangover for the first time. He lay in bed all day yesterday and this morning there was a sour taste in his mouth.
Damn it, I feel like my bile has been spit out, and I deeply feel that I am getting older.
Not only is my drinking capacity gone, but my recovery energy has also become weaker. Being drunk for two or three days without food is too damaging.
Ahem, everyone should take this as a warning. Drinking... should be done in moderation.
(End of chapter)
