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Chapter 230 Suspected Nine(1/2)

Miaojiu watched the battle between the four geniuses, which was very lively. Li Xiaoxiao and Tingtingyu stood outside the cave, Mingmei's eyes gradually lit up and her mind became active.

"Finally found you!" She smiled, looking a little cunning, and said softly, finally seeing Miao Jiu, and then she was a little dazed.

Too many breaths came in, and Miaojiu didn't pay attention to it. She lowered her thoughts and saw them with interest. She had forgotten her original intention and was really keen on being in the excitement. She muttered in her mouth, raised her tail to the sky, and shook

The leisurely rhythm is Miaojiu's exclusive rhythm for watching the excitement.

Li Xiaoxiao's beautiful face was unmistakable, with picturesque eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. She could feel that the life energy contained in Miaojiu's body was very rich, as vast as the ancient abyss, like a small sun, very dazzling.

And the hair was just like the ones she found.

Is this a little creature from outside the world? It's really cute! Moreover, the strength... Li Xiaoxiao found that she couldn't see clearly, and Miao Jiu seemed to be unfathomable. The key was... she had doubts and was very confused.

Although the distance was a bit far away, if you weren't paying attention, it would be difficult to spot Miao Jiu's little head poking out the formation. He didn't even realize that he had poked out the formation, but Li Xiaoxiao could see it clearly.

The monks in the cave focused their attention on the prodigies who were fighting on the altar, each unleashing their powerful fighting power. The battle became more and more intense, deeply affecting everyone's hearts. The terrifying energy that was closely blended and overflowing seemed to be able to turn these people into enemies.

A piece of space detonated, and the roar of the explosion was endless.

The altar looked more than a hundred meters tall, with densely carved characters in the shape of dragons and snakes, but it seemed boundless. It was responsible for the battles of the four geniuses. It was shrouded in a hazy halo, which was the energy of the violent storm.

It poured down, and it was as stable as a rock that has been settled for thousands of years, without any damage.

Even those standing stone pillars are cracked a little, but only the surface is damaged. This place is extraordinary! When a great sage is in the state of a great demon, he can deliberately stay behind, which contains the expectations of a group and can continue.

For eternity, it stood in the darkness and blood, attracting light, so Miaojiu came and saved all living beings.

At this moment, the wild tiger roared, containing the power of plundering. It swayed like water waves, like a demon god reappearing, and the bloody prison spread out behind him, as if wings were attached to his back.

In the blood prison, the sky and the earth were dead silent, all the color of blood. The sea of ​​blood was very viscous. The smell of blood suddenly filled the cave. Endless corpses and broken bones were floating in the sea of ​​blood. They were lonely and desolate, containing many living beings.

It's like a scene of the end of the world, extremely scary.

Everyone leaned back a few steps and was about to fall. They felt that their blood was flowing backwards, their breathing was difficult, and they were about to stagnate. Their souls were about to collapse. They would fall into the blood prison and be unable to escape.

All the cultivators turned pale with shock, and their faces turned green. One cultivator trembled with lips: "This is the wild tiger's wonderful technique! The real blood prison that embodies the real blood prison is originally a big world, and it was killed by the ancient wild tiger!

"

The murderous intent seemed to have condensed into a shape. One murderous knife after another slashed, penetrated, and penetrated, wreaking havoc on the demons and everyone. It was unbearable, like the pain of being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts.

The elder who led the team set up a protective shield to worship the great demon to protect his disciples. A group of people hurriedly hid behind the elder. They were orderly and harmonious, including a group of casual cultivators...the elders of each sect.

His face is so dark that he can squeeze out the water. He really doesn’t regard himself as an outsider!

"How did you know?" This was a young man from Falling Star City. He was very curious and asked the casual cultivator who had spoken before, hiding behind their troops.

"I know Pang Bai." This man suddenly expressed his satisfaction, and it was the greatness of krypton gold!

"Narrator?" The young man was very confused and confused. Isn't this kind of stunning beauty in dramas?

"That's right!" After a short exchange, on the altar, the wild tiger opened its blood prison, its dagger teeth were bright with blood, and its mouth was wide open. The blood prison enveloped Jing Xiu, and the rolling sea of ​​blood drowned him. The blood prison seemed to be in

They are greedy and squirming, like blood demons, urging people to die and be buried in the blood and underworld. The monks watching from the outside are dizzy and frightened.

Suddenly, there was a bright starlight piercing the blood prison. It was the breath of Xing Gang, and the closed blood prison was blown up like a balloon. From the gap, the heroic Jing Xiu inside could be seen. He

He has changed from his previous demeanor to a solemn face. Even when he smiles, it is an extremely confident smile, with a powerful and calm composure.

The wild tiger's eyes were sharp, like the cold netherworld, and he stepped back a few steps. The beast's eyes emitted a cold light, hidden in the black mist, and its bloody mouth opened wide, chanting an unknown language, like a devil's voice, but

It was Huanghu's soul-summoning song, and everyone hiding in the distance all felt their ears ringing incessantly, and their heads felt like needles were pricking them, and they were about to explode.

The atmosphere gradually became gloomy and strange. In the blood prison, Jing Xiu carried the Seven Stars of Heaven on his back, and his body bloomed with light, opening up a holy area in the dark and bloody place.

His knuckles were very obvious, and his bones seemed to be glowing, reflecting out, as if they were made of stars. There was a fragment floating in the air sea, suppressing the air sea. There was a star map engraved on it. The stars were densely packed, as if they were floating on the fragment.

, like the source of his power, containing magic, swallowing starlight, controlling spiritual energy, and the seven stars behind it gradually rise.

Immediately, seven stars floated in his hand, and chains engraved on the stars appeared. The rich star gang had the potential to burst the embankment, filling the space, gathering these stars, and the seven stars turned into war bows, which seemed to represent the strongest in the world.

One of the greatest powers, it is majestic, spanning longitude and latitude, and majestic.

"Hey, what do you think this is?" The young man from Luo Xing City looked at the casual cultivator very proudly. When he found that he was speechless, he became even more proud. He was overjoyed and laughed out loud.

"..."...It is absolutely impossible to tell someone else's secrets on their territory unless I die and my brain is amusing!

"This is the simultaneous release of the seven-star treasure body and the set of star warfare techniques. Jing Xiu is indeed a genius! He can actually evolve the techniques to such an extent!"

In the area of ​​​​Huwangling, a casual cultivator showed a proud expression on his face. He was surprised and made a series of comments.

How about it, I have a lot of eyesight! This casual cultivator's eyes were wandering around, very proud of himself, but when he met the eyes of the demons that released their fierce light, he immediately stopped.

Ouch~? What is he talking about?

Ouch! I don’t know!

Ouch ouch~. No matter what he does.

At the front, the black iron bull that was resisting the impact was mooing in a low voice, its muscles bulging, black light overflowing, and its eyes staring closely at the battle.

Jing Xiu put on the bow, but he only pulled it halfway. This was his limit. His body seemed to be burning with invisible flames. The star gang became firewood and the starlight became fire. The spiritual energy was being mobilized and turned into the most powerful star.

The arrow is like a huge spear, very powerful. When it is placed on the star bow, the concussive ripples it makes hit the blood prison one after another. The blood sea is being steamed, and the corpses are being shaken.

into powder.

Roar~roar~roar~! The roars one after another seemed to come from the deep hell, the sea of ​​blood, the earth, the sky, like endless blood tigers coming from the void, full of death energy, like the reappearance of dead souls

, roaring between heaven and earth.

At this time, the bodies of both the man and the tiger began to tremble. These moves were overloaded and powerful, but the amount of foundations used also increased.

Endless tigers will devour blood and bones and pollute the spirit of the gods. When two arrows collide with each other, they are like giant gods hitting the sacred mountain. The sound is the most powerful, and the sky is shaken, and the lying boulders are directly shaken.

Turned into powder, the stone pillars were shaking slightly, and some historical attachments fell off.

What followed was another roar. The monks present were all shaken, with blood flowing from their ears, nose, mouth, and eyes. Miao Jiu had already swallowed a lot of this, otherwise the injury would have been more serious, and he might have been injured directly.

He died and fell here.

"Go! Fight! Yes, that's right, that's it..." Miaojiu closed his mouth, and the energy he swallowed was filled by his own needs. Then, he meowed softly, and just used his hands.

I was speechless, my eyes were very bright.

The two battlefields dazzled him. In addition to the tiger and the young man who used the power of the hateful stars, the other side also used its full strength to collide with each other.

The whole body of the thunderbird is covered with thunder light, and the feathers on its body are like sharp blades, shooting out in unison, like a hundred and eight thousand rays, covering the sky and the sun, with a mighty force, like thunder, arousing thousands of rays of thunder.

Turn the green mountains transformed by Zong Yue into dregs.

At the same time, the statue of Zong Yue standing in the mountain turned into a swordsman. His sword was soaring into the sky, and his hand suddenly turned. He was holding an ancient steel sword. The body of the sword was covered with ridges, irregular and irregular.

Then there is the mountain treasure, which is his own creation. I don’t know what material it is made of, but it is very hard.

"Isn't this the root of bad nature?" Miao Jiu knows it, and it can be regarded as a rare treasure. This metal is intertwined with some precious gold. It can be regarded as dead precious gold. It has the hardness of precious gold, but it cannot be tempered.

, because the divinity in it has passed away, and no essence can be refined.

However, Miaojiu had seen his sixth senior brother turn decay into something magical, using a ball of evil roots to forge a magical weapon. The magical weapon was so hard that it could shatter a mountain without stopping.

"The sword's mind can communicate with the gods! Sure enough, Zong Yue is a sword cultivator! No wonder he has such a level of cultivation at this age, and that sword, I heard, is an innate sword shape!" This is another casual cultivator who has gained a lot of money, standing here

Behind Qingjiao Lake. "I heard that he has three sword skills, each sword is stronger than the last!"

Zong Yue pulled out a sword and put the tip of the sword on the altar. He stepped forward, like a mountain collapsing, and the atmosphere became a lot heavier. He made a dragging sword gesture, and the sword intention became more and more intense. At this moment, Zong Yue's momentum was very strong.

It is domineering and powerful.

He dragged the sword and slashed it vertically in the air, using all the strength of his body to converge at one point. A bright sword light was like a peak across the sky. For this, the world was filled with the sword light and destroyed everything. It met the incoming ten

Eighteen thousand thunder blades, the needle points facing the awns, gradually disintegrated and dissipated.

The thunderbird flapped its wings, raised its head and roared, its eyes filled with thunder. He spat out a thunder bead, which seemed to be a condensed thunder lake. The lightning was ten thousand feet long, the thunder light flashed, and everything covered turned into a field of thunder. He

His body seems to be cast from thunder, he is a real thunderbird, his skin, blood, flesh and bones are all made of thunder.

"This is Lei Peng's magic! Sure enough, this thunderbird has been accepted as a disciple by the demon clan Da Qing." This exclamation came from the Hanguang Sect, and they were also monks who had bought the news.

In this battle, their performance was very active.

Like a real lightning creature, the thunderbird's claws seemed to turn into fists, and thunder waves floated above its head. The fists collided with the swords, and the thunder waves collided with the green mountains, scorching and annihilating each other. There was a dazzling light, a deafening sound, and a violent

Most of the energy was swallowed up by Miaojiu, and shock waves were set off in the cave, with power that could destroy the mountain, extending to the outside of the mountain.

Outside the remnant mountain, those monks who could not climb the mountain all felt the aftermath of the battle. The cloudless sky had been blown away. They fell into reverie and felt very regretful, as if they had seen the four rising suns, all shining brightly.

The light shines brightly on the red earth.

The man driving the ancient chariot rides on the clouds and fog, driving on the underworld fire, crushing at this high altitude. The chariot makes a faint sound, for no apparent reason, like a cold snort, and the score is very high.

He was very arrogant, because he couldn't climb Canshan Mountain, he was in a very bad mood, and would get angry at any time.

The many monks waiting outside the mountain range had different moods. The cold python swallowed the letter and sneered, and his surroundings had turned into ice.

"I really hope that the monks who have been abandoned by the times will be chased by the geniuses of this era and ruthlessly surpassed them." He was very open-minded, but the people in power who were just happy and proud at first were heartbroken again, weakly

All the sparks were extinguished.

"Boy, you've had enough!" Even the green dragon at the other end of Qingjiao Lake turned around and scolded him angrily. He was tired from being stabbed in the heart every day.

"Wow, it's really powerful! Fight! Fight... Ouch!" Outside the cave, Wei'er clenched her small fist and waved it there. Her eyes were full of stimulation, but she suddenly screamed in pain and covered her forehead with her slender hands.

, looked at Li Xiaoxiao dimly and resentfully, and the jade hand she took back.
To be continued...
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