The Purple Blood of the Great Emperor controls trillions of dead spirits. This spirit also includes gods.

The flames formed by the remains of the god, with the blessing of the purple blood, can be strengthened a hundred times in an instant!

Although the wind and snow are blowing heavily at the moment, there is no sun or sky.

But the flames blessed by purple blood can really hurt Fengxu.

Although Fengxu, whose face was completely penetrated, was not dead, his body began to continuously emit fire particles like fireworks.

He roared angrily, crushing the flame spear with both hands, and the bloody hole in his mouth could even be seen swaying in the wind and snow behind him.

When he was a Golden Immortal, he was pressed hard by Baili'an step by step. However, he willingly degenerated into a demon, his cultivation level increased greatly, and he was suppressed by his bloodline, so he could still be hurt by him.

How could he not hate or be angry!

His eyes trembled, and Balian's figure was clearly reflected in one pupil, and then the scene inside quickly changed.

Eye Killing Technique!

Balian frowned, and the left hand that threw the gun was suddenly twisted by a terrifying force.

With a click, his left hand twisted and bent in a strange arc.

However, it was obvious that the blow just now slowed down Fengxu's movements, giving Bailian enough time to react.

He dodged sideways and pulled out a ghost-like afterimage in the space.

The next moment, his sword came to Fengxu.

Bailian's sword was very fast, and Fengxu's unique resilience of the zombie demon was extremely terrifying. The blood hole that penetrated his head healed in an instant.

Except that his face looked a little pale, it was difficult to tell that he had just suffered such serious injuries.

His head was penetrated, and even Taoist immortals like Tan Guangjun did not dare to claim that he could survive.

Regarding the sword struck by Balian, Fengxu's whole body's spiritual power mixed with this dark power poured into his arm.

He raised his arm with a solemn look and swung directly to meet the sword blade.

A simple waving of an arm caused the energy between heaven and earth to suddenly become chaotic and violent, and a strong wind blew up.

Bailian's silhouette, which was as fast as an afterimage, suddenly froze in the wind and snow, and his movements became clearly visible.

The lightly burning Tiance Junshan sword's golden flames flourished, and the sword energy rose like fireworks, turning into a pair of fire wings that rose from the sword.

This is exactly Xihe’s unique skill, the Golden Crow Sword of the Great Sun!

Used in conjunction with the flames of the Flame God's remains, the power becomes even more deadly and dangerous.

Bailian, who was frozen in mid-air, suddenly accelerated several times faster. This time, he couldn't even catch the afterimage.

Fengxu's arm failed to deflect his sword, but instead a sharp bloody gash was cut between his arms.

He was never given a chance to react.

Balian's afterimages continued, and countless sharp golden sword shadows appeared in the space.

Every time a sword shadow falls, there will be an additional wound on Fengxu's body.

"Chi! Chi! Chi!"

Tan Guangjun, whose body was stiff, couldn't see Balian's movement at all. He could only hear the smooth sound like a thin knife cutting fish flesh, constantly echoing in the world.

Every wound cut by his sword could not heal itself, and the wounds burned with golden flames.

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The skin and flesh on his body loosely bloomed into bloody flowers.

Cruel and beautiful.

"Ding!"

Finally, Fengxu used his own sword to deflect Bailian's sword.

Bailian did a backflip and flew backwards far away to release his breath. When he landed, he seemed to be exhausted and unsteady. He knelt down on one knee and slid across the ground for a long distance.

The blood droplets mixed with the fire, rolled down and splashed to the ground.

He looked at Balian with a stern look, his eyes extremely sinister.

Another sword skill he had never seen before.

Weird movement skills, weird sword.

The sword that cannot possess spirits was able to successfully possess the spirit of the gods through the flames of the remains of the gods.

This madman!

The road has order, and the way of heaven has rules!

All spirit-attached weapons are engraved on the soul of the demon clan.

How dare he be so bold as to use the soul of a god to sacrifice the sword!

But at this moment, the sword in this boy's hand that should be classified as a mortal weapon, possessed by a god, is actually capable of truly killing gods!

Crazy! What a crazy person!

The forger who forged this sword was also a madman!

I wonder if there is any weapon master in the world who dares to forge such an unparalleled sword with the consciousness of killing gods!

Obviously, the continuous and uninterrupted sword skills that can break Fengxu's body take a huge toll on Balian.

Under the pressure of Fengxu's bloodline, he kept breathing heavily, the corpse beads at his heart were vibrating at a high frequency, as if his heart was to be torn into pieces, and his body was shaking as if all the bones in his body might fall apart at any time.

But the moment he stood up with his sword in hand, the golden sword pattern on the sword shone brightly.

At the same time, a tall and majestic God of Fire stood up slowly from behind him, opened his eyes at the same time as him, and stared deeply at the fallen immortal Fengxu. If you like Long Night Walk, please collect it: (www
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