Sanyuan Palace!
In the pitch-black Sanyuan Palace, a frame-sized screen was suspended on one wall.
What appeared on the screen was an astonishing battle scene.
"Practice my skills?" Wang Ming's voice sounded slightly doubtful.
"Is this life-threatening?"
The glass of wine in Wang Ming's hand disappeared instantly, several seals flew between his fingers, and a strange energy filled the space.
. . . . . . .
High in the sky,
Behind Youquan Blood Demon is a sea of blood thousands of miles away. He suppresses the Heavenly Thunder Sword with one hand and the Nanming Lihuo Sword with the other. The top of his head glowed, releasing the light of his powerful soul to counter the power of dynasty's destiny that was attacking him from below.
"Yeah!" Youquan was suddenly startled, feeling an inexplicable movement in his body, and said to himself: "There are still some residues!"
He frowned for a moment, glanced in all directions, and said loudly: "Hahahaha! Dan Chenzi, don't waste your efforts. I have been fooled once, how can I not be on guard? This is my skill based on yours And the technique that I created."
Youquan is not a fool. After being tricked by the barrier in Xuantian Sect's body last time, he will naturally not be stupid enough to practice Wang Ming's original technique.
Qi and Blood Martial Arts is difficult to say, but it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult.
You Quan, a demon master who has lived for thousands of years, based on Wang Ming's skills, it is not difficult to create his own method.
At this moment, Youquan's strength has made a qualitative leap.
There are 10,000 souls hidden in the blood cloud of the Youquan, and can be resurrected 10,000 times, which looks quite scary.
But this was just a helpless move on his part.
After the energy of the soul reaches a certain level, his physical body cannot withstand the power of the soul.
In the end, Youquan could only take the method of separating the soul so that he could continue to absorb the power in the blood cave.
Although the problem of continuing to absorb energy has been solved, his combat power is not too strong.
Youquan Ten Thousand Yuanshen fights like the water of the sea, while Xuantianzong looks like an iron ball as big as a fist when holding the artifact.
No matter how much you say, what can he do?
The power is too spread out.
It is true that the water of the river cannot destroy a solid iron ball, but the water in the high-pressure water jet is different.
If Youquan wants to deal with Xuantian Sect, they don't need to gather the power of ten thousand souls at all.
It only takes the power of five souls to be concentrated into one, which is enough to suppress all enemies in the world.
pity!
Even if Youquan practiced the art of Qi and Blood and improved the strength of his body, he still could not achieve the power of gathering five souls.
Because the technique created by Wang Ming was only at the fifth level, Youquan could not find the direction beyond the fifth level.
The qi and blood skills at the fifth level correspond to the immortality stage of the cultivator.
Therefore, Youquan at this time cannot be considered invincible in this world.
But the strength is indeed extremely amazing.
"Hahaha!!! Dan Chenzi, you innovated new methods, but in the end you got an advantage over me!" Youquan laughed wildly.
"The will of the people is my will, and my will is the will of God!"
Cheng Letian suddenly burst into flames, and nine golden dragons formed by the power of luck rose up on the mountain.
The golden dragon slammed into the barrier formed by the light of Youquan Yuanshen.
"boom!!!!"
"Huh?" Youquan glanced at Cheng Letian in surprise.
Cheng Letian slowly floated up from the ground. She didn't use any magic. She was completely dragged up by the nine golden dragons of luck outside her body.
"Old Demon Youquan, you are suffering from cholera, I will give you death today."
"Hmph! A female doll actually became the emperor? Even if you are the emperor, you are still out of date in front of us monks. Go to hell!" Youquan snorted coldly.
The light of the soul above his head became stronger, and he wanted to use more power to kill Cheng Letian.
There are many things that can threaten his life in this place. He looks very arrogant, but in fact he is extremely vigilant in his heart.
Although Youquan Blood Demon has ten thousand souls, these ten thousand souls cannot exist at the same time.
Only one of them can be fully active at the same time, the others are semi-dormant.
If ten thousand souls can really be activated at the same time, then he can make a lot of noise even if he goes to the fairy world.
Now he can still only activate one soul, but after the physical strength is improved, the strength of this soul is three times that of the previous soul.
Cheng Letian said with a murderous look on his face: "Then try it!"
After saying that, he saw the simple and simple broad sword suddenly come out of its sheath.
The moment the sword was unsheathed, Youquan felt a heavy oppressive force emanating from the sword.
At the same time, an inexplicable emotion arose in Youquan's heart, an emotion that was extremely resistant to being hostile to Cheng Letian.
What frightened Youquan the most was that he actually had an urge in his heart to immediately surrender to Cheng Letian's mountain front.
"What kind of magic is this?" Youquan asked in shock.
"Hmph! This is not a magic spell, it is a resonance from the human bloodline. Youquan, when will you not kneel down and surrender when you see the Human King Sword?" Cheng Letian shouted loudly.
When Youquan heard Li Litian's words, it was like a shocking thunder resounding in his mind.
Involuntarily, the strength on his hands relaxed a bit.
"boom!!!"
The terrifying sword energy on Nanming's Lihuo Sword and Tianlei swords burst out with extremely terrifying power the moment Youquan relaxed.
In an instant, Youquan's body was bombarded into a pile of ashes.
"Ah!!" An angry roar came from the turbulent sea of blood above everyone's heads.
Although Youquan is a demon cultivator, he is still a human race, so he is affected by the Human King Sword.
Then in the blink of an eye, another quiet spring was picked out from the sea of blood.
"Little doll! What kind of power do you have?" Youquan asked Cheng Letian.
"Well! Big blood demon, why don't you surrender quickly!" Cheng Letian said.
When the words entered Youquan's ears, the overwhelming life shouted these words at him.
A feeling of being an enemy of the world arose in Youquan's heart.
Youquan shook his head to eliminate this mental suppression from his mind, and said coldly: "People of the world! Hum! If the people of the world stop me, then I will slaughter the people of the world."
"Bold Youquan is not immune to death!"
During this period of time, Cheng Letian mobilized the thoughts of the people of half the planet, successfully integrated them into the Human King Sword in his hand, and slashed towards Youquan with all his strength.
Li Yingqi and Lian Xing looked at each other and immediately combined the two swords of Tianlei in the air, entering the speed of light, and madly evaporating the blood clouds in the sky.
Nan Mingli's Fire Sword was not idle either, launching hundreds of attacks like intercontinental missiles, bombarding the sea of blood indiscriminately.
In this scene, Youquan is still in crisis.
Xuantian Sect and others shouted in unison: "Youquan, suffer death!"
"Hmph! You bunch of little hairy monkeys who don't know the heights of the world really think that I am a soft persimmon."
Just when the twin swords of Heavenly Thunder, Nanming Lihuo Sword, and the Human King Sword were about to strangle Youquan again.
A dazzling light suddenly burst out.
"Ahhh!!!"
Xuantianzong, Li Yingqi, Lian Xing, and Cheng Letian fell to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Ahem!! Youquan, you actually..."
