"Valley Master, no, we still have a chance..." Just when Yin Wuwu felt that his life was running out and his ambition was exhausted, a voice suddenly rose from the formation disk that was still floating next to him.
"Opportunity?" Yin Qingqing's face was somewhat dejected, because he had been calculating for a lifetime. Just now, he had successfully broken the curse, but the thunder tribulation that fell was too terrifying. The five rays came at once and were exhausted. With his cultivation level, at this moment, he is already a late autumn leaf, and his life is about to come to an end. Yin Qingqing looked up at the thunder calamity that was as thick as his arm, and his heart no longer had the pride of the previous moment. He murmured: "What chance do I have? When this thunder calamity comes, I will definitely die..." His expression was sad, and he could no longer see any chance. .
"Qing Wu, you and I have the grievances condensed by the entire mountaineering blood sacrifice method..." The voice has faded, and Douda's array has turned into a bloody light. You can vaguely hear the souls screaming and roaring, bloody It condensed but never dispersed, rushing into Yin Qingqing's body.
Yin Qingqing couldn't accept it, and her mouth felt bitter. She stared at her abdomen and remained silent for a long time. A force suddenly spread out in Yin Wuqing's body.
Two lines of clear tears fell on his ruthless face, and he murmured in a low voice: "Father..."
The high priest of Yinfeng Valley is Yin Wuwu's father. No one knows this except the high priest and Yin Qingwu. It's just because Yin Qingwu was so outstanding and talented at that time, so Yin Qingwu's father devoted himself to cultivating Yin Qingwu. Retreating behind the scenes, in order for Yin Qingqing to break through the mountaineering realm, he was willing to take on the identity of the high priest and achieve the mountaineering blood sacrifice. The high priest's lifelong plan finally manifested at this moment.
The power surged, and a bloody haze spread completely around him as his ruthless face turned to the sky.
"Yin Qing Wu Wu..." Elder Scar roared. He was affected by the lightning disaster just now, but in terms of strength, the damage was not much. Seeing that Yin Qing Qing Wu, who was still depressed a moment ago, was actually in the formation. After being inserted into the body, it once again showed such a powerful force. It suddenly felt bad. It blasted out with a palm and followed closely with a kick.
"Life is precious, don't make a mistake." Yin Qingqing's mood was somewhat sad. Although he and the high priest did not have much close relationship between father and son, he was his father after all.
"Life is precious?" Elder Scar was stunned, and then roared: "Life is precious, so why do you want to kill millions? Life is precious, so why do you want to use such a vicious formation at this moment? Life is precious, so why do you want to do this? Let a technique like Yin Feng Mie appear in the world?" Elder Scar's anger has completely descended with each palm and kick.
"Hmph!" As Elder Scar kept asking questions, the ruthless face gradually became gloomy again, and said: "As long as I can break the thousand-year curse, so what if I sacrifice millions? Even if it is tens of millions, tens of millions, So what? What does it have to do with me, what does it have to do with me?" The ruthless face turned ferocious again.
He raised his hand and waved out his palm, and Yin Wuqing's power turned into blood red. The powerful aura instantly blocked his palm and kick.
"I won't kill you yet, wait until I break through the mountaineering realm..."
crackle...
Thunder exploded in the sky, and they were already less than three feet away from Yin Wuqing.
"Jie Jie..." The sound of strange laughter came again, and as the sound dispersed, a bloody aura rose up, centered on Yin Qingwu.
"Huh?" Suddenly the ruthless face turned solemn, staring at the lower corner of the ladder, and then he smiled and said: "I didn't expect that this sword is so powerful, and it can survive the thunder disaster..." As he said that, he grabbed it with one hand from the air.
However, as Yin Wuqing wanted to absorb the killing sword from the air, he found that he could not move it.
"What...how..." Yin Qingqing was about to use more force, but Yin Qingqing's face turned solemn.
Sizzling...
Thunder disaster is close at hand.
"Jiejie..."
Yin Wuqing came back to his senses, his whole body surged with strength, and his blood-colored aura rose like a pillar of blood.
"Come on..." With one punch, all the cultivation at the peak of the mountain-building realm bloomed, a bloody lotus bloomed, and the smell of blood spread like the fragrance of flowers.
boom!
The fist flickered, the blood was shattered, the lead-silver thunder was stopped, and the speed slowed down, but it still fell.
"Dark wind—lotus blooms with blood."
Like the blood of hell, like the flower of reincarnation.
Rumble…
The thunderbolt, which was as thick as an arm, hit the bloody lotus and made a violent roar.
"Ah..." A scream echoed, and Yin Wuwu's aura rose again. The lotus that was originally less than the size of a fighting plate had now completely enveloped Yin Qingwu.
"Break it!" Yin Qingqing screamed. His long gray hair had now turned blood red and was dancing in the gusts of wind.
The two hands were constantly gushing out bloody spiritual power, grabbing the thunder tightly and trying to tear it into pieces.
Sizzling...
Amidst the violence, dark clouds covered the sky.
The sixth thunder ray has not yet ended, and the seventh thunder tribulation has been gathered together.
boom!
There was a loud noise.
In the sky, the thunder was torn apart by Yin Wuqing's powerful cultivation.
The sixth thunder tribulation finally passed.
However, the ruthless face became extremely gloomy. The moment he passed through the thunder tribulation, the seventh thunder tribulation had already fallen.
"No one can stop me, no one can..." Yin Qingqing was almost crazy. Although the sixth wave of thunder had been passed, it was obvious that the seventh wave would be even more terrifying.
"Huh? Still there?" His ruthless eyes fell on the Killing Sword.
At the tip of this blood-red sword, a blood-red world is still manifesting. If Yang Ning was still in the real world, he would definitely be able to tell that the blood-red world at this moment has become much smaller, but it is more solid, like A real world, the same color as the sword. Among them, the shadow of a sword stretched across the middle, as if for eternity.
crackle...
The rolling thunder shook the earth and the earth.
"Father is still alive..." This is undoubtedly the best news for Yin Sha. He is different from Yin Hun. Although he is the son of a father, Yin Hun's cultivation is Yin Feng Mie, and he did not have it because of the awakening of Qi Mu. Choose Yin Feng Mie, but the relationship between father and son is deeper than Yin Hun.
At this moment, seeing that his father was fine and still in the midst of a thunderstorm, he immediately felt calm and concentrated on facing the hegemonic body in front of him.
"Divine body, today I will truly learn from you." Yin Sha's face became solemn, and his two blue eyes broke through everything.
"Hmph!" Facing Yin Sha, Yang Zhen responded, only Fang Tian painted a halberd. The golden divine light can shine alone even in the sky as bright as day.
"Kill!" General Hao roared. Even if Yin Wuqing could survive the thunderstorm safely, his battle would still continue, because these people were his enemies.
The bright silver gun struck out and instantly penetrated the chest of a Dark Wind user. Blood stained the silver armor, but General Hao didn't show any change in his expression.
"Kill!" As the roar sounded, the night and day became chaotic again.
The magic wheel roared past, and people kept falling down, and they would be enveloped by the evil wind in an instant.
"Jiejie..."
"Kill!" A pink light lit up on Yu Bing's sword. Yu Yin's divine body was almost completed. Although there was only one chance of fusion, the person who merged with her was the Canglan Overlord. Not only was there no harm Reaching her origin made her divine body a little more domineering.
"You bastards of Shadowwind Valley, suffer death." The hero's artistic conception was flying and vaguely embellished. From time to time, a little bit of ink would fall, and someone would be injured or even die.
"Ah..." The screams echoed, and a figure was split into two in an instant, and was actually torn apart by life.
Dongfang Ye's face was expressionless, like a wolf in the middle of the night, with only two eyes, flashing with wolf light, as if he wanted to devour alive the enemy in his eyes.
At this moment, a white tiger shadow appeared on the opposite side of Dongfang Ye.
"Is it you?" Dongfangye's expression still changed and he stared at the visitor.
"Yes, it's me." It was Xinye.
"Are you going to take action?" Dongfang Ye was like a barbarian, enveloped in a wild aura because he felt the murderous intent in the opponent's eyes.
"Let's fight!" It is reasonable for Xinye to target Dongfangye. After coming out of the King's Palace, Xinye immediately found the people in Yinfeng Valley and learned Yinfeng Mie in Yinfeng Valley. However, Xinye did not abolish his cultivation, but used Yinfeng Mie to strengthen his Tiger Roar Technique. In Xinye's heart, the technique he practices is the strongest.
If Huxiao Jue wants to break through, he needs the aura of the ferocious beast, so the Eastern Wolf Clan is his best target.
"You took refuge in the Shadow Wind Valley." If Dongfang Ye didn't understand at this time, he would be really stupid.
"Die, your wolf characteristics will be the first step in my rise." Xinye has gone crazy and will do whatever it takes to become stronger.
"Since you are from Yinfeng Valley, let's die." Dongfangye got the affirmative answer, and instantly became murderous. Dongfangye hated Yinfeng Valley to his core.
"Xiao Yue - Shang." Behind Dongfang Ye, a wolf shadow appeared.
"The roar of the tiger shakes the mountains and forests." Xinye roared, and the huge roar of the tiger set off huge waves in the sky and rushed towards him.
Crack!
In the sky, a violent roar echoed again.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time..." Yin Qingqing firmly protected her body with her palms. At the moment when the thunder disaster came, she pressed her palms against her body and pushed with all her strength.
"You..." Elder Scar was hundreds of feet away, but he could only watch, at a loss.
Because he saw that Yin Wuwu actually used his powerful strength to push Lei Jie away and lead him towards a bloody sword not far from his side.
"Despicable!" Elder Scar cursed, because he knew that this sword belonged to Yang Ning. He hurriedly wanted to remind Yang Ning, but only at this moment did he notice that there was no one under the bloody sword. On the hilt of the sword, there was a bare hand controlling it, but this palm was also blackened by lightning.
"This is..." Elder Scar didn't know why. Because he was focused on Yin Qingwu just now, he never paid attention to Yang Ning. He didn't wake up until just now. But where did Yang Ning go?
Elder Scar was confused.
Sizzling...
Luo Lei followed Yin Wuqing's push, accurately, and landed directly on the Killing Sword.
Zhila!
A clear sound.
It was as if something had been torn apart.
But the next scene made the two of them completely dumbfounded, even something they had never heard of or seen before.
The moment Luo Lei struck the sword, the blood-colored space above the sword tip suddenly opened, and the thunder light continued, but the blood-colored space seemed like a huge mouth of an abyss, drowning the thunder light.
"How is that possible?" Yin Qingqing's face turned pale instantly. He worked hard to survive, and even almost caught half of his life in a thunderstorm, and was absorbed by a sword like this?
Although Elder Scar was surprised, he soon realized the seriousness of the problem. Where did the owner of this sword, Yang Ning, go?
Rumble…
The blood was surging, and it was constantly spitting out thunder. Not a trace of the falling thunder was left, and all was absorbed by the blood-colored space.
crackle...
The blood-colored space closed, and after absorbing a ray of lightning, it became smaller again, leaving only the size of a square, floating above the tip of the sword.
However, the good times did not last long, and his gloomy and ruthless face instantly turned into the color of pig liver.
"I hate it, I hate it..." He was furious.
