Mysterious World, I Can Change My Destiny

"--I told you to die without a burial!"

Outside the mountains and forests, on the official road, a white python flying fish suit hunting and shaking.

Invisible atmosphere, pulled by foot veins.

Haunting underfoot, like a dragon treading the wind.

The tyrannical physique motivated the internal organs, opening his mouth to spit out eight characters.

Every syllable seems to be condensed into substance.

Like rolling thunder and blasting air waves, it fell heavily.

The frightening wind roared with filial piety, and the mad current beat, blowing Meng Changhe's sinister face to shake.

His eyelids twitched fiercely, and when he caught a glimpse of the familiar tall and straight figure, a strong anger flashed in his heart.

"Ji Yuan, Ji Jiuro! Who lives and who dies today, it doesn't matter what you say!"

Meng Changhe's voice was as hoarse as a night owl, containing infinite resentment and pleasure.

As if thinking of something, a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With his right hand stretched out, his five fingers spread out, he took Yan Sheng's nine-ring golden saber.

Then, with provocative eyes, he deliberately looked at Ji Yuan with a cold expression.

Waiting for the other party to be only a hundred steps away, when they are about to arrive.

Meng Changhe suddenly smiled evilly without any hesitation.

He directly raised the nine-ring golden saber and killed Qin Wugou!

The blood qi and breath in the body poured out like an ocean, penetrated the skin, and infected the entire mountain and forest with blood red!

The seven or eight-foot-long sharp and fierce sword blazes out like a horse strangling everything in the sky!

He also wants this Liaodong muddy leg to be able to experience the pain that is so close and powerless!

"I will die at the hands of the villain..."

Qin Wugou's expression was tragic, she first took Yan Sheng's life-threatening knife with her bare hands, which was equivalent to enduring the full blow of a master from the four realms.

Later, it was broken to protect the body, causing the blood to retrograde, recoiling the internal organs, and hurting the foundation of the body.

Under the repeated blows, the female thousand households at this time were already pale.

Half fell, half sat down in the mud, and no longer had the strength to move.

I can only watch helplessly, and the sword light splits and kills itself!

However, when she heard the thunderous and clear voice that shook the mountains and forests, she felt inexplicably calm for a moment.

But soon, a bit of worry appeared on that icy face.

After attacking and killing Yan Sheng in one fell swoop, Meng Changhe's breath was clearly rising.

Just like swallowing a tiger and wolf tonic, an earth-shaking change has taken place.

There is even a strange feeling that it is about to break through the exchange of blood and open up a sea of ​​air!

What is even more suspicious is that Meng Changhe's original injuries have not only recovered as before.

The level of qi and blood within the body seems to have been improved by leaps and bounds.

Threads and strands, like viscous blood inflammation flowing with thick pulp.

Like a snake, it moves on the surface of the body.

As if kerosene was spilled, it burned violently, eroding every inch of flesh and bones.

It's like, some kind of terrifying demon is being nurtured!

"Jiulang, he should turn around and leave, and return to Beijing to report the matter... It may not be Meng Changhe's opponent."

As soon as a thought came up, Qin Wugou closed his eyes as he felt the chill of the approaching sword light.

Like a waterfall of blue silk flying backwards, faint red lines ooze out from the neck, and blood oozes.

The half foot of this female thousand households has already stepped into Huangquan Road, and is about to become a soul-breaker.

Peng!

Ji Yuan's face was still expressionless, and a wind dragon that fell under his feet suddenly burst open, turning into a billowing atmosphere to push his figure.

The pulse of the foot pulsed, and the light work was performed, causing the white python flying fish suit to bring an illusory afterimage.

It seemed like a fleeting moment, and it passed in a flash, and suddenly it was three points faster.

The gift of the blood god!

Hell Blood Curse!

The blood in the body surged!

Fast as lightning!

Ji Yuan took another ten steps, his arms were stretched, and his five fingers were pressed down!

boom!

The atmosphere suddenly exploded, squeezing out layers of ripples like water waves!

Between the electric light and flint, Ji Yuan's right hand stuck out, grabbing the sharp knife light that cut gold and cut jade!

The Sutra of the Mountain King of Fudo is entrenched in the heart, like eight hundred arhats preaching in unison, emitting golden Buddha light.

A solid meaning that the diamond is not bad and the flesh is immortal.

Like dew, like electricity, flowing in the palm of your hand!

Clap la la!

It was like the crisp sound of glass shattering, and the incomparable sword light that fell from the slaughter was crushed into pieces before it touched Qin Wugou's snow-like skin!

Immediately afterwards, the corners of the white python flying fish suit rolled up, making a hunting sound.

That tall and straight figure remained unabated, and his footsteps changed.

A flash, across the forest!

Large swaths of mud flew away, as if being knocked apart by an iron plow!

In an instant, a cold murderous intent rose into the sky.

It was as if a black cloud was pressing down on the top, slamming towards Meng Changhe.

"I said, I want you to die without a burial—"

Ji Yuan's right yin meridian was activated, and the azure light that was as thick as water rippling, turned into a condensed cold sword light!

While swiping vertically and horizontally, his figure is like a dream, as if accompanied by wind tigers, clouds and dragons.

Taking the horses to join the alliance and breaking through the formation alone, they rushed forward!

"Still as rebellious as always! Humph, my own blood god is witnessing this battle for me!"

In Meng Changhe's brows, a rare dignified expression appeared.

Seeing the Sanyin Slaughtering Demon Saber whistling and killing, covering all directions, his reaction was also very fast.

The hands and fingers turned like a wheel, gathering a fiery blood flame the size of a fist.

Afterwards, a strange handprint was formed, and it was ejected in an instant.

Chi Chi!

Dozens of coquettish scarlet, burning blood flames, like straight lines of fire.

Criss-crossing, weaving into a net, covering the Three Yin Demon Sword!

This move seems to be unremarkable, but in fact it contains great power.

As soon as the bloody fire line collided with Sen Ran's sword light.

Immediately, it was like fire and water, and a scalding heat wave of molten gold sparkles swayed!

Chi Chi Chi, the Sanyin Slaughtering Demon Saber, which is extremely condensed and unfavorable on weekdays.

It was suddenly collapsed and turned into nothing!

"My blood gangster is refined, and the heart of the blood demon can be reborn..."

winter!

After Meng Changhe blocked the blow, his body was shocked.

He was about to open his mouth to say something, but he was greeted by a pair of cold, indifferent eyes.

Sisi's chill is like a waterfall, hitting the sea of ​​​​mind and consciousness, making the whole body chill!

"Just lead to death!"

Ji Yuan's eyebrows twitched, and his tall and straight figure was like a high mountain moving across.

Forcibly squeezed the viscous white waves, pressing the void to shake.

The ten channels of energy, the ribs and ribs, the strength of the dragon and elephant, the number of life-style energy... All the accumulated solid background, at this moment, like a volcanic melt flow, erupting with a bang!

The kneaded five fingers slumped vigorously, as if embracing the mountains and rivers, collapsed and fell, shaking violent fluctuations like big rivers and waves.

This is an extremely strong fist mark!

It is like a great mountain towering high in the sky, suppressing all directions!

The incomparably tyrannical and majestic blood swept through the sky, like a sea of ​​waves, gushing endlessly!

Ji Yuan had previously learned the martial arts, Hundred Step Boxing, and Qi Kong Zhang.

With the supreme understanding of Jiuqiao stone people, all of them are cast in one furnace, and the old is brought forth.

Only just now created this great seal of mountains and rivers!

"What a deep savings! What a tyrannical spirit!"

Meng Changhe's hair stood on end, as if in the next moment, his body would be completely smashed and ground into minced meat!

"Blood! Sacrifice! Blood! God!"

Spring thunder bursts out from his throat, and the skin on his body is like a shell of cowhide, resisting the slapping wind.

The blood that had been transformed in the body surged up like a turbulent torrent, rising to a height of three feet!

In an instant, the red light made a big splash, like a sea of ​​blood swaying, covering Meng Changhe's entire being.

Atmospheric friction and the rapid rotation of the blood ganglion made the flame a little thicker, like viscous Menghuo oil.

Once stained, even the belt meat will be torn off in large pieces!

Woohoo! Woohoo!

A large group of blood and fire was wrapped in the strong wind, and the piercing screams of ghosts and wolves were raised, and there was an inexplicable kind of cold and cold evil atmosphere.

This is another change of the blood gang real body!

The blood and energy properties of the whole body are refined into a creepy inner breath that corrodes the flesh and is indestructible in water.

As long as you do it with people, it can be a little cheaper.

Now, Meng Changhe drained the blood in his body, like a game of perishing.

If Ji Yuan is determined to punch himself to death, then he will inevitably be infected with Duoduo blood inflammation.

Then, burn the flesh and blood, burn the bones!

"Blood God... It turns out that you took refuge in a foreigner!"

Ji Yuan caught a glimpse of the bloody flames that Meng rushed towards, and kept his mind calm.

Ten channels of qi clank loudly, like pillars of heaven running through the body.

The airflow three feet in front of him burst open, and the crimson blood flames that were bitten by the strands were bounced off.

Struck the wind and thunder into the heavens, hold the dust to set up the dojo!

After breaking through the blood exchange pass in the Dragon Falling Cave, this vision that evolved suddenly appeared!

The Gangmeng fist mark, which originally embraced the mountains and rivers, instantly became silent.

The bursting atmosphere was suddenly as calm as a stream of water.

Like the roar of wind and thunder, the violently vibrating dust particles seemed to melt into Ji Yuan's body.

Meng Changhe's blood-flavored qi was like a raging fire, but it hit the copper wall and the iron wall, making a crackling sound.

But the feeling of fear in his heart became stronger and stronger, almost occupying his chest, and it was difficult to get rid of it!

boom!

Hear the thunder in the silent place!

After the extreme calm passed, it was a shock!

As if there was a thunderbolt in the sky, the terrifying fist print suddenly erupted, and the strong wind blew up and swept the sky!

The surging mud, the crumbled soil, and the dissipated rain threads were all wrapped in this Peiran energy like a falling mountain and river, and Meng Lie rushed towards the Meng Chang River.

It was as if a huge curtain with a height of more than ten meters was shrouded in it!

Blossoming blood flames, like burning candles, were instantly crushed and extinguished!

This is not at all a move that a martial artist who has just entered the blood exchange can play!

Winter winter!

If the sea collapses, the terrifying breath rolls out in all directions.

Meng Changhe's eyes widened, and it was too late to resist.

His arms "Kacha" cracked, and his body bent like a prawn.

The whole chest was like a smashed drum, and it suddenly shriveled down, oozing blood.

The feet flew off the ground, like a kite with a broken string, and quickly crashed into a towering tree dozens of feet away.

Bang, the sound was dull.

The old tree that the three of them embraced was broken, and its branches and leaves fell rustling.

The muscles and bones all over his body were shattered inch by inch, and hot blood spurted out from the seven orifices, looking extremely miserable.

He punched Meng Changhe with a punch, and Ji Yuan gently spit out the breath he was holding.

The hot air rolled in a radius of a hundred paces, blazing.

After that, he didn't even look at Meng Changhe, whose hands and feet were twitching and not yet dead.

She turned around and came to Qin Wugou's side, and said softly:

"I'm late."

Ji Yuan leaned over slightly, opened his right hand, took out a few large healing medicines, and fed it into Nu Qianhu's mouth.

The left palm was gently pressed against the back, as if pushing blood through the palace, helping to dissolve the gentle medicinal power.

After beheading the six blood-swapping assassins, he went to the jungle to deal with the remaining minions.

By the way, destroy the mechanism of Fu Huo Lei, so as not to cause an accident.

Therefore, it was delayed for a moment.

"Be careful, Jiulang! Meng Changhe... His vitality is tenacious, and if you punch him, he may not be dead..."

Qin Wugou was rarely taken care of, as if he was not used to it.

His face, which was seriously injured and pale, turned slightly red.

"It's okay, it's best not to die. Kill him again later."

Ji Yuan's expression was calm, still urging his blood to breathe.

Like the gurgling of a warm stream, it slowly enters the body of the female thousand households, healing the damaged organs.

After beheading the six blood exchange masters, he understood one thing.

Within the third day of martial arts, he probably won't have any more opponents.

The ten channels of Qi, the Zhoutian Daochang, the muscles, bones and physique, have all been completed.

Even if it is the seed of Tianjiao of the three religions and six lineages, it will not be stronger than it.

No matter the three times of self-cultivation, three times of bone refining, and three times of casting, any level of blood exchange in the territory.

For Ji Yuan, it's all the same.

Before you die, you can kill them!

"Ji Yuan, Ji Jiuro...why are you always?

I had a bright future, but it was you who stood in the way and insisted on investigating Lan Hong, which caused the eucalyptus of Wannian County!

It's enough to take away the official body, but you still offend Duke Liang and let Yan Sheng force me into Ying Yangwei to be Zhao Wulie's lackey!

If you don't leave Tianjing, everything will be fine, and there will be no assassination!

Kikuro, why do you always fight against me! ? "

After a slight pause, Meng Changhe, who was hanging for a while, stood up with difficulty, like a stiff walking corpse.

Those blood-red eyes stared straight at Ji Yuan who was healing, full of unspeakable hatred and resentment.

"Aren't you a little... too proud of yourself?"

On the muddy path, the white python flying fish suit slowly stood upright, and said in a dull voice:

"I am a 6th-grade Hundred Household in the Fusi Division of Beizhen, and I am about to be promoted to a 6th-grade Thousand Household.

What are you? A new son-in-law, Ying Yang Guards, could not pass the blood exchange at the age of 30, and could not be cast into a legal body. He could only ask the evil god and become a minion.

What qualifications do such pickled things have for me to oppose you exclusively? "

The contemptuous tone made every word of these words pierce into Meng Changhe's heart like a sharp knife.

The unbearable pain and humiliation, like hot oil, catalyzes the running of the blood gang body.

The sinister face was extremely distorted, turning into a ghastly look like a ghost.

"The person I hate the most in my life is Yan Sheng, followed by you!

The thing I hate the most in my life is that I met Jin Niang, and the second is that I didn't kill you first in the courtyard of Tai'an Fang!

You and I are both mud legs without foundation and support, why can you straighten your back? I'm going to bow down to an old pig and dog that doesn't care about human relations!

Why is it so easy for you to get the attention of the East Palace, I have made a lot of credit for Beizhen Fusi, but Ao Jing refuses to look at me directly!

The more I see you on the rise, the more hated I become mad in my heart, this world is not fair, I am not allowed to come out from the mud legs of humble background, only... the blood god! Only the Blood God treats all beings equally!

Only the Blood God can make me catch up with those arrogant demons and trample them underfoot! "

Ji Yuan's expression was calm, he looked up at the dark sky covered with clouds, and said:

"Is it delayed enough? I can give you another quarter of an hour, and then kill you after the injury is fully recovered."

Meng Changhe's skin swelled and burst, like the flesh and blood inside.

With the sound of the knuckles of "Katha, Kacha" rising, he no longer resembled a humanoid.

It seems to be a monster more than ten feet tall, with its roots and muscles exposed, showing a strange dark purple color.

Meng Changhe grinned, his sharp teeth moved up and down, and said with a sinister smile:

"It's still so arrogant! I have the blessing of the blood god, the blood is immortal, and the flesh is immortal! How do you kill me?

The trick just now, you have done your best, but how many times can you use it? "

Ji Yuan didn't seem to care and took a few steps closer.

The voice is soft, as thin as a line:

"Coincidentally, I also have the blessing of the blood god, the flame of blood, killing all things!"

He gently spread his palms, his blood boiled like boiling water, and gathered into a dark red lotus flame.

"You too……"

Meng Changhe couldn't believe it, and stood there in a daze.

The blood god sequence Ji Yuan is in seems to be above him?

What's the point of this?

When Beizhen Fusi was an official, he was not as good as himself!

After taking refuge in Duke Liang, it is still the same!

Now that he has turned his back on his human body and become a believer of the Heretic God, is it still the same?

"I said, today I want you to die without a burial place, dust to dust, dust to dust, just go."

Ji Yuan held the dark red lotus flower, and the flames wrapped around her palms.

As if possessed by immortals and gods, one word determines life and death.

...

...

"Blood Eagle Guard, Meng Changhe, Yan Sheng... all missed."

A few miles away, there was a middle-aged scribe who once followed Zhao Wulie.

Wearing a Confucian crown and fluttering belts, he stands on the top of a mountain.

Two glimmers of light flashed in his eyes, and then they darkened.

At the same time, a golden-feathered eagle falcon flying across the sky seemed to be hit by a demon.

The eyes are empty and absent, the wings no longer vibrate, and they fall directly.

"This child's climate has become, and he is incapable of fighting!"

The middle-aged scribe's eyes flickered, he pondered for a moment, and immediately gave up his original plan.

"According to what the commander said, use the four princes and eight generals of Liaodong as knives to get rid of this great scourge!"