Asked The Red Dust

Qin Yi practiced seven days of Dan, and Ju Yunxiu also practiced seven days of painting.

Talking about being lazy, but once the immortal cultivator wants to focus on one thing, it can be much better than the average person. Ju Yunxiu was devoted to confronting Bengbulu, and he didn't even feel that time had passed for seven days.

Qianyuan is really too strong ... I can use the power of the scroll to control the world, which can be regarded as the "will of heaven" in this small world. The energy that drives the entire world to deal with the invincibility, but it has little effect.

Feng Buyu didn't do anything. It was just a seal of her knees. Her body was full of blood, and the power of her entire world could not be crushed in. The so-called sacrifices were all in competition with Feng Wu's blood. If it weren't for the monkeys to come and attack frequently, Feng could not sleep directly.

When I thought of myself, when I was sacrificed by the master ... I was struggling to support, struggling to survive, and the style of painting was completely opposite.

The strength of practice is so clear.

But fortunately, this seven-day sacrifice has at least the effect of consuming Feng Bian. It is obvious that Feng Bian's injury has not been restored well. The state is far worse than when he was chasing them with evil spirits. Too.

As long as perseverance, sooner or later can kill him.

Just when Ju Yunxiu wanted to add more strength, he suddenly saw a mace fly over fiercely and rushed into the painting world.

There is still a sentence left: "Look at it carefully, and look at the opportunity to challenge him!"

Ju Yunxiu: "..."

Feng Bü inside also saw a mace descend from the sky. At first I thought that it was Qin Yi who stabbed with a stick again and didn't care, but I soon realized that this time it seemed different.

Qin Yi took the stick to cross the boundary, and the stick was huge when it entered this boundary. It was because of the relative difference between the space of the two circles. From the outside, comparing the picture, the stick was so thick.

And this time the stick came in, but it was of ordinary size, indicating that it had completely entered this world.

A single stick flew in? Feng Buxian immediately thought of the cold and cold organ spirit that he had contacted before, that is, the dead organ spirit had been drilled in his soul sea fiercely, which caused him to be trapped because he had no time to leave the painting world.

"I really thought that Qian Yuan was injured and I was afraid of you, an instrumental spirit at the peak of Huiyang? Actually bullied the door!" Feng Buxian grinned: "Just as you are, this painting world!"

The blood fight floated out suddenly and turned upside down. A white streamer appeared abruptly in front of him, the soul was cold.

A strange kind of suction emanates from the blood fight. The suction is not the mace itself, but the soul inside.

Restrain the soul!

The white streamer was used for this purpose, and the restrained soul was made into a part of the soul streamer. This is precisely the most popular routine of the Wushenzong Demon monk. The monkey is also the pinnacle of Huiyang, and so is this instrumental spirit, but he has no idea about the painted monkey, but he is comfortable with this kind of instrumental spirit.

So at the beginning, the tassel didn't love war at all, quietly drilled him and ran immediately, otherwise it would be easy to have an accident.

But beyond the expectation, this mace can't be restrained! The blood fight is like sucking the mountains, without moving.

In just such a moment, the mace had already reached the heavenly spirit.

This is the pure physical force that pushes the mace by Qi Ling. It is theoretically not as good as Qin Yi ’s qi blessing, but he is surprised to find that he cannot escape.

Qin Yi smashed a stick, and he hid very easily. The stick's trajectory was too clear, and any subsequent route could not be concealed from Qianyuan's eyes.

But this stick is different ...

Seeing it hit me plainly, he couldn't hide it. There was a mysterious and mysterious feeling. It seemed that no matter what angle he evaded or parried in any direction, the final landing point of the stick would be the part where he did not dodge or parry, as if The law of cause and effect is the same.

This kind of "Budao" has been seen by Feng Buxian. This is a sword way that can truly penetrate the world's mysterious mysteries and can only be achieved at the Qianyuan level. In the Penglai sword pavilion, this is called the broken sword, and few people can understand !

Emperor Qianyuan?

Feng Buxu sacrificed a string of bone chains, forming a strangling force around the body. This is a magic weapon that integrates offensive and defensive functions. Anything that enters the body will be crushed, including the immortal attack.

The mace accurately broke into the midpoint of the bone chain strangulation, and it was also the weakest point, just like seeing through everything and being prepared.

All the strangling power was twisted on the mace, like a mud bull entering the sea, with no effect at all, but the mace has broken the spiral and directly pierced the lower abdomen.

Feng Buyu finally understood that the material of the mace itself has exceeded his knowledge, not just a power to break the boundary, Qianyuan's power can not touch it at all.

This is a top soldier!

"Dang!" At the last moment of the mace stick, Feng couldn't stretch a stick, finally holding the stick.

In fact, this stick has little power, but only directly plays a physical role, and the power is limited. But it is very strange that this attack suddenly caused the thousands of miles of the earth in the painting world to collapse, the ground shattered, the red rocks in the distance became powder, the river was cut off, the mountains collapsed, and the monkey If not approached, all will disappear.

This is the power of the soul! The terrifying soul power shattered the reality in the painting world, almost equivalent to reopening the world.

Feng Buxue, who intersects frontally, feels the extreme cold and fierce breath from the point of attack directly into the Lingtai, and it is not the original kind of direct penetration with pure soul body as a drill, as if there is a dark sky covering the soul sea The soul sea was infested into black, and the breath of corrosion and perdition came, covering the thousands of miles of consciousness, just like to twist all his consciousness into darkness.

"Ancient Prohibition, Devil's Sky Coming?" Feng Buxun screamed angrily: "Who the **** are you?"

Motian turned into a grimace and threw out his tongue.

Feng Bulu: "?"

Motian's left and right eyes turned into the shape of the sun and the moon, and the sun shone and the moon burst into the sky.

It was Ju Yunxiu outside the painting who saw the opportunity and launched the final sacrifice!

The mountains and rivers that seemed to have collapsed were reborn again, and the body surrounded by the unstoppable rose up, seeming to bury him alive. The sun and the moon were burning in the sky, the ground was submerged in thick soil, and Feng could not break free.

Not only could he not move, but also waves of invasions stirred his entire soul sea like the waves of anger outside, and he couldn't even condense his thinking!

"What the **** is this ..." Feng Bund thought confusingly, and the whole person had been submerged by the earth.

The sun and the moon shining shiningly ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The earth and rivers were submerged in blood and spread for thousands of miles.

A ray of fresh air fluttered suddenly, running in the sky.

Mo Tian evacuated, Yu Ji sky blue.

The sun and the moon began to move quietly, the sun was gradually sinking, and the scene of dusk in the painting world that was always at the intersection of the sun and the moon finally had a night.

The white soul streamer fluttered in the sky and slowly turned into white clouds, so the clouds began to flutter, covering the moonlight.

The earth has the attributes of flesh and flesh ... Mandrill clearly reveals the shape of blood vessels, and the false body has a sense of flesh and blood, and his eyes are more and more agile.

The bone chain circling, turning into a hurricane, is a wind robbery.

The blood fight turned upside down and turned into mountains. The mountains have a terrifying attraction, giving the painting world an attractive function. If a person is at the foot of a mountain, the power of blood fighting can be turned into pus blood.

A large number of elements that are lacking in the painting world are ready, even with the aggressiveness of the enemy.

"What is missing?"

"Fire and water."

"easily."

Motianhua refers to the land that evolves from the sky to the point where Feng is unencumbered.

Phosphorus fire in the bone marrow rises faintly.

The blood marrow loosened and fell into the river.

The sun and the moon rotate and the mountains and rivers are ready.

Refining the heavens and the earth with the body of Qian Yuan, the painting world is a great success, and the sacrifice of the 10th is the treasure of the mid-Qian Yuan.

And the practice of Yunxiu outside the painting visually broke through, reaching the late Huiyang period, the sword points to Qianyuan!

"I'm going to sleep." Motian turned into a small ghost, burrowed into the mace, and flew away: "I wish you hot spring water skiing and a pleasant wash."

Ju Yunxiu looked at the mace flying away, his heart was shocked.

In the end, helping her evolve the power of water and fire is not a question of Qian Yuan's practice, but an understanding of Tao. This understanding of the evolution of heaven and earth ... is not just Qian Yuan at all!

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