A river of blood.

Nine fish and bird wings, and giant beasts with a body of hundreds of feet long spread across the sky.

The roar was like thunder, and as his wings shook, the blood river waves soared, pressing towards a female cultivator on the shore.

The female cultivator did not move her feet, and calmly took out a long-necked jade bottle about foot high and leaned forward casually. At that time, endless green divine flowers surged out, covering the sky and the earth. In an instant, it crossed the waves and covered the entire blood river.

In just a moment, when the green divine beauty converged and returned, the waves and giant beasts disappeared, and even a whole river of blood dried up, revealing a mud.

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Above the blood clouds in the sky.

A handsome monk held a four-foot long sword in his hand. Each sword was swung out, and tens of golden sword lights followed, just like golden lotus blooming in the void, trapping a strange beast with a white head like a raccoon firmly.

This strange beast with a white head like a raccoon is a Tiangou, and it is also a powerful ferocious beast. However, if it is tamed, it is extremely loyal and much stronger than other ferocious beasts.

It is obvious that this monk wanted to subdue him, so although the sword is powerful, there is no real killing style, and it is all a trick of sealing off.

As time goes by, gradually, the space that Tiangou has moved is getting smaller and smaller...

......

Above the nameless wasteland.

The seven monks were divided into two factions, one side was five and the other side was two. The battle was in full swing.

However, the side with a large number of people did not have any advantage. Instead, they were firmly suppressed by the two men and were defeated step by step.

The two of them had similar appearances, obviously they were brothers, each holding a long banner.

The older ones holding the Taiyin Soul-Slaying Banner, which vibrated continuously and shot out the Taiyin Soul-Slaying Divine Swords. The sword light was scattered across thousands of feet, and with one person's strength, he blocked all the magic weapons of the five people of the other party; while the younger ones held the Taiyin Soul-Slaying Banner, and while shaking, a cloud of water of tens of thousands of feet was shrouded, covering them all, delaying their actions and preventing them from escaping. At the same time, the water clouds kept thundering, forming thunder waves, bombing and bombing.

Not long after, among the five people, the body-protecting treasure light of a middle-aged monk was blown up by the lightning light. Then, a sword light surged. With a stroke of the void, blood splattered everywhere in the body and head.

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In a dense forest.

"Bi Fang--"

A bird song was like a girl's cry, a red-colored, green-colored, white-beaked bird rose red flames all over its body, and then its wings shook and rushed towards the bottom.

Below, a handsome and extraordinary monk held an innate thunder order, igniting endless thunder lightning. He looked upwards and met him.

"when--"

With a light sound, the big bird's white beak, which was nearly meter long, was like a peerless divine sword, tore the lightning and pecked directly on the innate thunder order.

In an instant, a small hole appeared, and then, with a "boom", exploded.

The big bird fitted and pounced, and the flames covered the monk inside.

Soon, the big bird's fire was completely shining and it flew into the sky, and the monk had disappeared.

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There are fierce battles everywhere in the Void Blood Mirror. Most of them are fighting between people and the ferocious beasts transformed by the spirits in the small flesh and blood hell, and some are between people, but there are not many, and the battle situation is rarely fierce. Most of them are tentative confrontations and leave each other, without really deciding the outcome, life and death.

Because they know very well that now, it is the most important thing to improve their own strength and maintain their advantages.

However, even so, more than a dozen people have fallen in just a few days. However, the vast majority of the remaining monks have begun to cooperate with others. There are only a very small number of them who have extremely trust in their own abilities, but they have not found anyone to cooperate with them. They are still acting alone.

Although Zhong Yuan was also very concerned about the other cultivators, the one he paid the most was Zhang Daoxuan, the true Lord of Xuanqiong. Because he felt that Zhang Daoxuan, the true Lord of Xuanqiong, was one of the most difficult opponents he had to deal with.

It’s a pity that the true Lord of Xuanqiong Zhang Daoxuan walked around leisurely. Although he strangled countless ferocious beasts transformed by his flesh and blood, most of them were "retreated" by his voice, and they were destroyed invisibly. In a few battles, they only made one punch and were about to destroy them.

This made Zhong Yuan unable to see any mystery at all. The only thing that could be seen was that the true Lord of Xuanqiong Zhang Daoxuan was unparalleledly powerful. Although he was not clear about how he compared himself, he was definitely one of the few powerful bodies among the human race.

"Five days will pass soon, I don't believe it. Don't fight with others!" Looking at the skylight, Zhong Yuan thought to himself.

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The true Lord of Xuanqiong, Zhang Daoxuan, walked on the wasteland. Suddenly, the earth cracked, and a black whip shadow dozens of feet long and thick as an arm shot out directly, like a pillar of rising to the sky. Then, he swung and smashed towards the horizontal.

Seeing the black whip shadow, Xuanqiong True Lord Zhang Daoxuan showed a smile on his face, "After finally, another decent one came, it's worth it. I've been waiting for such a long time."

While he was thinking, the right arm of the true Lord Xuanqiong, Zhang Daoxuan, popped up, and he picked up the whip shadow that was sweeping, and he firmly grabbed it in his hand, letting it shake, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Immediately afterwards, the true Lord of Xuanqiong, Zhang Daoxuan, suddenly shook his arm, and an extremely huge black shadow was pulled out from the crack of the crack and straight into Gaotian.

The black shadow looked like a big millstone. However, what a person is Zhang Daoxuan, the true Lord of Xuanqiong, who has long recognized the snake tail in his hand. This is a black tortoise.

He threw the snake tail in his hand casually, and the true Lord of Xuanqiong Zhang Daoxuan shouted loudly and punched him out.

The fist strength is almost invisible, and vaguely it can be seen that there are shadows of mountains inside.

The black turtle seemed to feel a fatal threat. In a hurry, the void swelled, and greeted his extremely thick turtle shell.

"Boom--"

With a huge shock, the black turtle shell was pierced through, and a big hole appeared. Other places were cracks, and in an instant, they all collapsed and turned into ashes.

"There are only two hours left. Find an opponent, and there is enough time!" A man who said to himself, Zhang Daoxuan, the true Lord of Xuanqiong, was still walking calmly beyond the depths of the wasteland.

However, it seems that it is neither too fast nor too slow, but in fact, the speed is very fast, as if the earth is moving by itself under its feet. (To be continued...)

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