Fighting the Supreme Realm

"Finally withstood it!"

Le Shaolong and Ziying breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. Numbness spread throughout their bodies, and waves of burning pain penetrated their hearts. Under this severe pain, even their toes were a little weak. They couldn't control it for a moment, fell down and fell to the ground. Everyone hurriedly protected the two of them.

"The third flag moves, the bloody sword is blown by the wind!"

In the blood formation, swords were blowing like the wind. The fragments of the spear were still some distance away from the ground. Eighteen blood swords were already approaching. The blades of the swords clanged and intertwined into an airtight sword network. The sword wind was extremely cold and set off violent winds and waves.

The crowd was like a piece of duckweed in the angry sea, swaying helplessly in the sky, unable to stabilize their bodies at all, and the formation was temporarily disrupted.

There was a sound of rustling sounds, and the sword net swiftly passed through the crowd. The soldiers divided into two groups and directly attacked Xiao Zhan and Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan wiped the sweat from his forehead, his bone wings trembled slightly, he quickly adjusted his body shape, pulled out the Eternal Ancient Ruler of Heavenly Fire, and walked forward calmly; while Xiao Zhan, who was taking the hard route, was unsteady on his feet and lost his balance. Unable to stand up for defense, it became the team's weakness.

It has to be said that the Ancestor of the Wraith Spirit's mastery of fighter planes was at its peak. With just a few moves, he could see everyone's weaknesses.

Xiao Yan is the core of the team. Although his soul power is strong, he only has the late three-star strength. Xiao Zhan is brave and has strong defense, but his weaknesses are obvious as long as his body is unstable. As long as two people are killed, the rest will be like scattered sand, self-defeating without attack.

"Let's see how long you can hold on!"

As soon as the ancestor of the resentful spirit finished speaking, the blood-red sword net immediately increased, stabbing down at Xiao Yan and Xiao Zhan continuously.

"Ho!"

Xiao Zhan shouted in a deep voice, golden light covered his body, and the armor reappeared, with mysterious runes flowing in it.

There were constant harsh "squeaking" sounds during the impact of the two, but after only a few seconds of confrontation, the golden armor was cut through by the sharp blood sword.

At the same time, the blood-red sword net was quickly wiped away, leaving only the sharp sword energy, which relentlessly carved blood marks deep into the bones on Xiao Zhan's strong body.

As soon as the sword edge passed, Xiao Zhan quickly took out a few pills from Najie, swallowed them whole, then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and took the time to adjust his breathing.

Although Xiao Zhan barely blocked two rounds of attacks from the Ancestor of Resentful Spirits, he also exhausted his fighting energy and was covered in bloody marks, which was unsightly. But even so, Xiao Zhan could barely protect himself, so everyone retreated immediately. Arriving in front of Xiao Yan, the soldiers followed his heart and started a fierce battle with the approaching sword net.

The blood sword changes unpredictable in an instant. The sword power is strong and soft, fast and slow, weak and strong. However, under the protection of everyone who cooperates with the tacit understanding, the blood sword blast, the third flag of the ancestor of the resentful spirit, can only be used in the end. Return without success.

"The fourth flag moves, the blood halberd pierces the clouds!"

In the illusion, the ancestor of the resentful spirit waved his hand, and a huge blood dragon halberd appeared in the sky above the blood spirit formation.

The halberd has been known as "the leader of hundreds of soldiers" since ancient times!

As soon as the blood dragon halberd came out, its power was overwhelming, and the two dragons on the blade were raised to the sky, making them arrogant. The space within the formation was constantly turbulent and collapsing in an instant, and the tip of the blade was pointed directly at everyone.

The power of the blood halberd came immediately after the blood sword dissipated, and the combination was seamless. Although it came very slowly, it was as cold as the ice of hundreds of millions of years. It was approaching inch by inch, freezing into the heart, and everyone felt suffocated. The feeling hit me, and it seemed like even my soul was about to be frozen.

Slow, incredibly slow.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Under the surprised gazes of Xiao Yan and everyone else, the Blood Dragon Halberd moved in the air at an almost stagnant speed, but the power it emitted became increasingly terrifying.

The air in the Blood Spirit Formation seemed to be shaken by the intimidation of the Blood Dragon Halberd, and became more and more solid. Everyone seemed to have fallen into a swamp, their movements became slower and slower, their movements seemed to be restrained by a thousand pounds of force, and they were so uncomfortable that they couldn't help themselves.

Zhen Ni turned her face slightly and looked at everyone who was extremely tired under the pressure.

The three flags of the Ancestor of Resentful Spirits were struck down, Xiao Zhan was seriously injured, and Le Shaolong and Zi Ying also suffered heavy losses. Although Xiao Yan was safe and sound, his soul power had been exhausted. At this moment, if he allowed the Blood Dragon Halberd to suppress him like this, I'm afraid everyone will turn into a ball of meat paste.

Zhen Ni took a hard breath of turbid air. Her slender jade-like hands moved and danced with difficulty. Dou Qi circulated throughout her body, and thick energy surged out through her fingertips. Suddenly, there was a fluctuation in the air, and the slowly sinking blood dragon Countless vines suddenly appeared on the handle of the halberd, which was about several meters long.

The vines twisted up and stretched quickly, absorbing the blood and turning it into nutrients. The green leaves seemed to be reborn after the rain, instantly covering the entire Blood Dragon War Halberd.

"Buzz!"

The blood dragon's halberd, which was tightly bound by the green vines, made bursts of violent struggles, trying to get rid of this endless and endless life.

"Bang! Bang!"

The vines were constantly shattered by the powerful energy of the Blood Dragon Halberd, and then reborn again and again, endlessly.

The struggle between vitality and blood slowed down the pressure in the space, and everyone finally broke free from the pressure.

Xiao Zhan jumped up from the ground, strode out, and clenched his fists with a crunching sound. The anger in his heart had nowhere to release, and it turned into energy and poured into his right arm, and he punched forward.

Although the corrosive power of the Blood Dragon Halberd's blood was very strong, and even though this powerful Blood Qi made the vines disappear before they could persist for too long, the color of the Blood Dragon Halberd also dimmed after the fight with the vines.

"boom!"

The Blood Dragon Halberd, which had not yet had time to replenish energy from the Blood Spirit Formation, met Xiao Zhan's heavy punch!

Immediately afterwards, came the second punch!

"Boom boom boom!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded in the mid-air, and the roaring strength was transmitted to the fists. One punch after another, like ten thousand waves, hit the blood dragon halberd with unparalleled arrogance.

"Woo——"

It's unknown how many punches Xiao Zhan fired, until he was on the verge of exhausting all his strength. A sound like a plaintive sound came from the Blood Dragon Halberd. The huge halberd body finally burst into cracks like a spider web, and it was about to perish.

The centipede insect is dead but not stiff. Of course, the Blood Dragon Halberd would not be willing to be destroyed just like that. The fragments scattered on Xiao Zhan's body immediately released a large amount of blood evil energy, causing backlash.

The rich blood corroded the surrounding air, like a flame igniting, making a "chichi" sound, but it stopped outside Xiao Zhan's golden armor and could not move forward.

"Well!"

Xiao Zhan groaned, lowered his waist and twisted his body, raised his knees and crouched slightly, using Qi in his Dantian, fighting energy passed from his toes to his thighs, and then to his right arm with the help of his waist, and delivered the final punch!

The meaning of the fist was direct and concise, and the Blood Dragon War Halberd finally couldn't withstand the last blow after repeated blows, and it shattered and flew away.

Xiao Zhan slowly withdrew his fist and landed next to everyone. A trace of blood spilled from both sides of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured, but his face showed shock: "This blood spirit formation is really powerful. This time This victory is really thanks to the eldest lady taking the advantage.”

"This flag is more powerful than the first flag, but now this is only the fourth flag, and it has already caused Xiao Zhan to be injured repeatedly..." Xiao Yan sighed, his face still solemn.

"The people who can break into this place are indeed not bad, but it's a pity that the Blood Spirit Formation has a total of eighteen levels. As you said, it is only the fourth flag now. If your skills stop here, this scene will be over! "

The words of the Ancestor of Resentful Spirits always ring out when everyone is most depressed, making people angry.

"You bastard! Come out if you want!"

Seeing Xiao Zhan being severely injured, Ziying couldn't help but yell angrily.

She couldn't see the true form of the ancestor of the resentful spirit, but was trapped in the formation by him. This feeling was like a punch hitting cotton with no force at all, which almost drove her crazy.

"Haha, challenge me, you are not qualified enough. Take over my eighteen flags!"

The voice of the ancestor of the resentful spirit came from the blood. The voice was low and indifferent. Ziying's ridicule obviously did not cause any emotional fluctuations in him.

"That's nice to say, but I think it's just a turtle with a shrinking head."

Seeing the bloody flames of the 18-pole flags surging into the sky, forcing everyone closer and closer, and the space getting smaller and smaller, Zhen Ni was so anxious that she also joined the ranks of Ziying and used the provocation method against the ancestor of the resentful spirit.

Unfortunately, the one who responded to them was——

"The fifth flag moves, the blood ax asks the sky!"

The ancestor of the resentful spirits gave a concise and clear answer. Taking action was his only answer.

Blood energy surged, and a round of sharp ax came through the air. On the head of the ax, a resentful spirit struggling painfully could be vaguely seen.

The greatest energy of a resentful spirit comes from a breath of resentment after death. If the resentment is not resolved, the resentful spirit will not dissipate. The source of activation of the blood spirit formation is the resentment of burning resentful spirits, which turns into energy and condenses eighteen layers of flags, one after another.

When the first level collapses, the resentful spirits will merge into the formation again, and the resentment will be superimposed again, so one level is more terrifying than the other. If the formation waved the final eighteenth level flag, even the Seven-Star Dou Emperor would hate it.

Now it is only the fifth flag, and the ax light from a long distance makes everyone's skin tingle. Not to mention the eighteenth flag, even the sixth, seventh, and eighth flags that follow will not hurt everyone. I'm sure I can survive it smoothly.

Although they are all the best among their peers, they are not good at formations after all. When you are in the formation, it's like mist blinding your eyes. You can see blood billowing from front to back, left and right, wraiths are raging, cries and hisses are disturbing the mind, and it's even harder to see the way forward in confusion.

The bloody ax is approaching.

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