I’ve Possessed the Demon Sovereign’s Body

Chen Luoyang stretched his hands behind his back, gathered his fingers together and shook his fists.

Xue Haoran and Wang Di saw his dark golden eyes, and both moved.

God blood.

Biography of ancient gods.

His face was extremely strange.

Hongchen appeared in the next world.

Could it be Chen Luoyang?

Both of them were sinking under their hearts, and they had not had time to speak before Chen Luoyang had already punched his fists together.

"You stop, then it's my turn."

Between the words, two punches, condensed into invisible giant power, instantly changed to hit the blood Haoran and the king.

After reaching the fifteenth level, after entering the realm, Chen Luoyang shot again. The fist intention did not necessarily condense into the appearance of the devil and the demon, but the power was increased compared with the fourteenth level.

In the eyes of Xue Haoran and Wang Di, they saw different scenes.

In Xue Haoran's sight, it seemed that a huge **** was born out of thin air, a human face, tiger claws, white fur, a snake in the left ear, and two dragons.

This shrine didn't make a fist, but it seemed to occupy the blood Haoran Lingtai to know the sea. In addition, there was nothing else.

The blood river swelled by his own sword light, the waves are undulating, and the shaking is getting more and more fierce, and soon it seems to boil, and in the end it seems to be fragmented.

There are invisible forces, emerging endlessly, pulling the river of blood together from countless directions in all directions.

Each drop of "blood" was torn by a separate force.

Countless "bloods of water" seem to be forced to dissipate in different directions, which will eventually make the entire blood river difficult to form and disappear.

Magic martial arts fist, collect!

In Wangdi's consciousness, it was another scene.

He seemed to suddenly lose light, and the whole person was buried underground.

In the endless darkness, I can feel the general power of the earth's suppression, so heavy that it can't be added.

In the dark ground, there seems to be a deity, and the whole is in the dark, so that people can't see the specific appearance.

This deity was sitting in a sitting position, but he didn't see any punches.

But the powerful power of suppressing the earth, in the sense of Wang Di, rushed to his face.

His ground river was completely buried in the ground, and the wind and waves couldn't turn up at all, unable to fill the ground and gush to the ground.

It is the "back soil" style in Shenwu magic fist.

Chen Luoyang opened the bow from side to side, with both fists out, the fist intended to cover both opponents.

Xue Haoran's lips moved, it seemed to want to say something, but in the end there was no snoring, instead he concentrated on facing Chen Luoyang.

"Shoushu" restrains the world's gold, regardless of swordsmanship or swordsmanship.

But because of this, Tianhe, Blood River and other kendo sacred places, for many years, naturally have been thinking about coping with or solving the ancient gods.

At this moment, Xue Haoran is trying to use the secret methods taught by the teacher to counteract the adverse effects brought by the "harvesting".

But when he fell to Hongchen before, he was already injured.

Now facing Chen Luoyang's "shocking", he was unable to catch it, and the situation was worse than that of Yang Xuan.

The blood river was completely suppressed by Chen Luoyang's fist intention, and he was about to be directly broken into pieces, and he could only grit his teeth and insist.

On the other side of the land, life is just as bad.

Speaking of nemesis, there are generally two kinds.

One is my strengths, just to restrain your weaknesses, so you are restrained everywhere.

The other is your strength, which happens to be my strength, but in this respect I am stronger than you.

So in front of me, your strengths are no longer strengths.

Although the sword of the river of the earth is ingenious and mysterious, once he has regressed his sword in recent years, and at the moment he is as injured as Xue Haoran, so he is particularly vulnerable to the "back soil" facing Chen Luoyang .

With one punch, Chen Luoyang held him steady, and there was no room for him to turn around.

And this oppression is getting stronger and stronger, and it gradually becomes unstoppable, so that Wang Di feels like an egg under a mountain rock, and can only watch him break,

After Hanberry received the green fruit tree, he looked back and saw Chen Luoyang's shot, and he couldn't help secretly poking his lips.

Finally willing to do it.

While she looked at Chen Luoyang's shot, she was observing the surrounding environment.

It stands to reason that the several of them, together with the green fruit tree, fell from the red dust to the land of Divine Land, and that weird void portal should still be right.

Although the Void Portal is unstable, it will not be closed for a short time.

Because of the green fruit tree, then the portal of the void should also be near the green fruit tree.

While thinking about this, she found Tu Shanyi came silently near her.

This look, seems to be afraid that she ran away on account.

Han Bingran: "Who do you think of this girl?"

Tu Shanyi smiled and said, "Red ..."

As soon as the first word was exported, he saw Han Bing's eyes turning cold, implying evil spirits.

The bald-headed man immediately changed his mouth and said, "Girl Han, you have always spoken with the word, the most important thing is to keep your promise, and you naturally know this thing."

"Then you come over and watch what I do?" Han Berry asked.

"I just want to ask the girl Han's opinion, if she is interested in joining the religion, Tu is willing to preach for you and ask to see the teacher of the religion." Tu Shanyi said.

After listening, Han Bing understood that the "chief" in the other person's mouth was not Chen Luoyang on the land of Shenzhou, but the chief **** of the ancient gods in the Red Dust World.

However, she still shook her head: "Ancient gods are naturally excellent, but they are used to being alone. They do not plan to join any sectarian forces, and they are willing to lead, but they can only disappoint you."

The bald-headed man smiled, and did not further lobby, but simply said, "If the girl Han wants to, she can always go to the main teaching altar."

Han Bing nodded and looked away at the three men in the distance.

Tu Shanyi did the same.

Seeing that Chen Luoyang was one enemy and two, he was easy to beat, and Wang Di and Xue Haoran couldn't lift their heads at the same time. Tu Shanyi looked serious.

Wang Di and Xue Haoran were both injured, and it was not surprising that they lost to Chen Luoyang.

However, considering the bizarre results of the previous war in the East China Sea, Tu Shanyi knew that Chen Luoyang's shot in front of him was far from showing his true strength.

Unfortunately, these two people are not enough to test out the details of Chen Luoyang.

The bald man was thinking of this, and suddenly felt something wrong.

Suddenly, in his heart, the meaning of grief came, and innumerable sad pasts in his memory, he could not help but come to his mind, making him sad.

Tu Shanyi was shocked.

The depth of Han Bing's eyes beside him could not suppress the emergence of sadness.

She frowned suddenly, turning her head to look at Tu Shanyi, just to meet Tu Shanyi's sight.

The two looked at each other and knew that the other person was in a similar situation.

This situation is obviously not normal.

They looked up, feeling that the key to their emotions was under the blood of Chen Luoyang.

"Blood in the sea!"

The two spoke in unison.

The blood river is the first holy land of the Red Dust Demon Sword Technique.

According to the legend of Red Dust, the highest achievement of the blood river is Kendo. There are three major sword tactics, created and passed down for the most prosperous and powerful of the blood river in history. Weeping ghosts and gods, slaughtering life, fierce.

One of the three major sword tactics of the Blood River is called Blood Sea Tragedy, which originated from the blood river Dragon, the seventh generation ancestor of the blood river, "Blood Sea Tragedy".

The sword art is mysterious and incomparably fierce. It can enter the sword with human emotions. The stronger the sorrow and anger in the heart, the stronger the sword art.

At the same time, a sword is coming out, all people are in grief, the sea of ​​blood comes, and the world grieves for it.

Swords are everywhere, making the enemy's fighting spirit and warfare disappear, leaving only the grief to the extreme, desperate, wanting to hold hands and die, there is no resistance.

With the elimination of each other, the original strength of the two sides, the gap instantly widened to the cloud mud.

If the enemy is strong and weak, the gap between the two sides will be narrowed, and the opportunity to win the strong will be obtained.

Since the advent of Xuehai Beitianjue, it has been famous all over the world. Throughout the ages, it has created many legendary achievements in the blood river.

But this sword is difficult to practice, that is, the blood river follows the elite line, and all the disciples and geniuses of swordsmen have few people who can practice this sword.

Tu Shanyi talked with others in the ancient gods. Everyone speculated that if he wanted to cultivate this sword skill, he might not only have outstanding kendo talents, but also a unique understanding of his emotions.

The blood in front of him was incompatible with the sword art of the Blood River, but this type of blood sea tragedy was actually practiced.

I saw that under the influence of the "shoushu" fist intention, the blood river Jianguang, which had a faintly broken phase, continued to condense and compress, and finally turned into a small blood spring.

But this blood spring expanded rapidly, in which the endless fierce swordsmanship quickly evolved into a sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood seemed calm, but endless sorrow erupted beneath the surface.

Affected by this sadness, even Han Bing and Tu Shanyi, who were outside, felt sad in their hearts, as if they were breaking their hearts.

And in that **** sea, the sharp swordsmanship was unprecedentedly strong.

"You sword, more than your other swordsmanship."

Chen Luoyang's voice sounded at this moment.

Accompanying this sentence, there was a sudden, harsh, roaring sound in the heavens and the earth, as if it were even stronger than Xue Haoran's sword.

Endless Jin Ge's killing gas came out, dilute the sad mood.

Everyone else in the room was aware of it.

Shenwu magic fist, Chiyou!

Chen Luoyang's "Shou Shu" and "Chi You" exhibited together to face the blood and sorrow of the blood and sea.

The light of white gold and dark gold are radiating from each other ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ enveloping the world.

Jianguang in the blood sea also burst out at this moment, and the momentum was decisive to face the demon fist.

At this time, Wang Di let go of the portal's opinion and used his great moment sword to assist the blood Haoran.

Under the blood sea sorrowful tactics, Xue Haoran's sword is better than usual.

At this moment, Wang Di was mainly dominated by himself, supplemented by himself, as a solid backing.

The sword intentions of the two sides resonated faintly.

In the sight of Han Bing and Tu Shanyi, one sword, one evil, two swords disappeared.

In front of them, it seems that there is only one worldly sword with the earth as the sword body and the sea of ​​blood as the sharp sword!

Chen Luoyang's face did not change, and he continued to punch out with both fists and bumped his head.

Hit **** this Divine Sword!

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