Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

Wind and rain domestic selfie zones are waiting for

The terrifying power that makes Yan Jiu feel terrifying is that it has surpassed the power above the Immortal Lord.

Destroy the world and do everything.

At this moment, the aura dispersed on the meat mountain was so violent.

"Why……"

Just as Yan Jiu was ready and was desperate to face this blow, he sighed and walked out of the mountain.

With this sigh, the violent momentum that had previously seemed to destroy the world disappeared instantly.

Instead, it is a voice that seems to have seen through the vicissitudes of the world and see through everything: "For thousands of years, I have been tired of killing. I think that it is not easy for you to practice, and today I will be exempted from your death penalty. Go, I don't want to see you again. Otherwise..."

Otherwise, after this voice, the previous momentum would rise again, and only a trace of it was revealed, which had already given Yan Jiu endless psychological pressure.

Looking at the Roushan surging under the water, Yan Jiu's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

The momentum just now was indeed very strong, but there were flaws...

Yan Jiu did not leave, nor did he approach Roushan, but instead floated quietly in the water, looking at the Roushan.

"Your meat mountain is made up of the meat of the person who has been thrown away for thousands of years, right?"

After a while, Yan Jiu asked.

"It's you again, why haven't you left yet?" The vicissitudes of the deep voice recalled again, as if Yan Jiu was reluctant to escape without seizing the opportunity and would be overwhelmed by his anger the next moment.

Yan Jiu smiled, not only did not leave, but instead moved forward and walked closer again, saying, "I'm asking you something, and leave after asking."

"Rareless, do you really think I don't want to kill you? Go away quickly, leave quickly, the faster the better." The voice of the Blood Sword Ancestor seemed very annoying, and at the same time, a strong aura burst out, and there was a faint feeling that he could not control immediately.

Yan Jiu improved his qi and blood, so that the momentum could not affect his mind. Not only did he not leave, he took two steps closer and said, "I want to guess something..."

"roll!"

The Blood Sword Ancestor shouted angrily, mixed with the momentum, like the power of heaven.

At this time, no matter what kind of master in the world is, facing such an overwhelming momentum, he will escape with his tail between his head.

But Yan Jiu did not move.

The Blood Sword Ancestor roared so much that Yan Jiu's thoughts were strengthened.

He moved forward again and continued, "I guess you can't move at all, or even make a move. Just having momentum is just a sign of being called "Isn't it?"

Although he said so, Yan Jiu accumulated energy and was always ready to deal with the attack of the Blood Sword Ancestor.

"Who said I only have momentum? Look." The Blood Sword Ancestor shouted, and a blood light flew out, crossing the front of Yan Jiu, forming a blood line.

"Boy, if you dare to cross this bloodline half a step, I promise that even the God of Daluo will not be able to save you."

The Blood Knife Ancestor seemed to have made up his mind.

Yan Jiu's pupils contracted.

He himself is an old monster who has been practicing for thousands of years. Many people he has come into contact with are hundreds of years old.

These people are resourceful and decisive in killing. Whenever they encounter invasion, they will take action to take human life and eliminate future troubles.

Now that he is in this blood pool, he not only sucks all the essence and blood he has stored for thousands of years to resurrect, but also exposes his true deity.

With such offense, the big meat ball below just told him to leave quickly. He also said that he did not want to kill and saw through the world.

joke.

If the Blood Sword Ancestor really doesn't want to kill people, then how did the bones floating on the lake outside come from?

Even Yan Jiu guessed that the reason why there was a saying that the Blood Ancestor inherited was probably the news that the Blood Sword Ancestor deliberately scattered it.

It is for generations to resurrect him.

Unfortunately, the Blood Sect has been suppressed for thousands of years, and until now, it has not collected enough blood to resurrect him.

After thinking about this section, Yan Jiu concluded that the Blood Sword Ancestor would either pretend or take that attack, and he would be exhausted and wiped out.

The longer a person lives, the more afraid of death.

Yan Jiu believed that no matter what two situations he guessed, this Blood Sword Ancestor was not in danger to him.

"Old ancestor, come out and let's talk?"

Yan Jiu looked at the red line in front of him and smiled.

"Boy, go quickly, otherwise the ancestor will really take action." The ancestor of Blood Sword's Chenhou's voice also became sharp.

"I'll leave if you come out."

"Get out, if you dare to cross the line, I will destroy you."

"Is that so? Look at me, I'm touching the line."

Yan Jiu said, gently touching the red line hanging in front of him with his hand.

"You, don't force me."

The blood sword ancestor's momentum rose again.

"I didn't force you. I'm really here."

Yan Jiu felt the momentum, but he was no longer afraid. Instead, he took a step forward and waved his hand and the red line was shaken away by him.

"Boy, you're looking for death."

The meat mountain where the Blood Sword Ancestor was located trembled, and its momentum became stronger, and even bursts of red light burst out.

Yan Jiu was on guard for a long time, but the momentum finally disappeared.

"Hey, you kid, how do you like you? You can leave quickly. Forget about crossing the line. Haha..."

The voice of the Blood Knife Ancestor instantly became kind.

"Since I like you, let me see it." At this point, Yan Jiu had already concluded that this Blood Sword Ancestor no longer had any combat power, but he didn't know why he had this aura that was as good as the Heavenly Lord.

Since he was determined, Yan Jiu would not be polite anymore.

Stepping under the water, you will reach Roushan directly.

"Boy, don't do anything randomly." The voice of the Blood Sword Ancestor finally disappeared, and he began to feel a little panic.

Yan Jiu ignored him, reached out and took a photo on the meat mountain.

His physical strength had already exceeded one thousand pounds. He slapped the entire meat mountain and trembled, and the water around him surging.

"Hey, don't touch and search, you must be responsible." The Blood Knife Ancestor no longer had his previous majesty and said tremblingly.

"If you don't come out, I will break your meat mountain and see your true face." Yan Jiu said, clenching his fists.

A powerful force spread out from his fists.

Qianfeng Zhen, Guangyuan Changquan. It can be used to cheer with spiritual power, or it can be used entirely by physical body.

As the Qianfeng Shake was exerted, the water around him suddenly became stimulating.

"open."

Yan Jiu punched him out.

The Roushan could not withstand the turbulence of the thousands of peaks, and was shaking, cracking inch by inch.

No blood flew out.

This meat mountain is made of pure meat, and it is the meat of countless people who have been thrown into this lake for thousands of years.

"Bang!"

The meat mountain breaks open.

A blood suddenly rose up and hit Xuan'er in place.

As the Rou Mountain collapsed, Yan Jiu saw that the blood energy condensed into a human form in the middle of the Rou Mountain.

The human figure held a small flag in his hand, which was only the size of a palm.

"Boy, seeking death."

The human figure made a sound, which was the previous ancestor of Blood Sword.

Almost as he spoke, the small flag in his hand waved, and a powerful aura emanated from the small flag.

Yan Jiu was slightly stunned, but found that there was no substantial attack on the blood-colored flag except for its powerful aura.
Chapter completed!