nine coffins

Chapter 676 Desire to be invincible, limit devour

The god-killing young man wants to kill Shura.

Half-hanging in the void, against the background of blood mist, the corners of the killing god's mouth are slightly curved.Such a lazy expression is far beyond the scope of calmness and calmness.

Both Li Shui and Bai Wuming had seen that look in their eyes.It was a kind of extreme conceit and deep-seated arrogance, and it was also an extremely terrifying fighting stance.

Such a gesture itself is a kind of deterrence and high pressure, and even humiliation of the opponent.

However, Li Shui, Bai Wuming, the other two Xuanxians, and even Guolao, who was at the second level of the Tianxian Immortal, did not feel angry at being humiliated.

God of killing, with such capital.Li Shui and each of them felt the oppressive atmosphere.

To kill a god, there is no need to seal.The blood mist behind him will change according to his thoughts, and can kill everything in an instant.That pair of strange blood-colored wings is a hundred feet long.Those are the wings of the devil!

"I'll give you one last chance. You must know that killing people is very expensive for me, and sometimes I'm too lazy to do it!" Killing God's smiling eyes flashed blood inadvertently.

"The three of us hold him back, Lishui, Wuming, you go first!" Guo Lao sent a voice transmission to Lishui, Bai Wuming.Protect Lishui and Bai Wuming, this is the only task Mo Wuhen gave them.However, Guo Lao is no longer sure about the current situation.

Li Shui frowned, Bai Wuming was wearing a mask, so he couldn't see his expression.However, none of them responded to Guolao.How could you leave at this time?More importantly, can Killing God really let them go?

"Kill!" There was no response, Guo Lao couldn't wait for a response, the God of Killing hadn't moved yet, he had already moved.Because, facing an opponent as demonic as a demon like Shashen, Guo always understands that the chances of making a move by himself may not be too many.

Everything is instantaneous.The slightest hesitation may make the opportunity disappear.

Guo Lao's move was quite simple, it was just an extremely simple seal formula, but it was definitely the essence of Wuhen Valley's inheritance.The power of the second layer of heaven and immortal is like a dragon rolling upside down, like a wind hanging upside down.

Guo Lao Zhou's body exuded a brilliant light.In the void, it was like a round of scorching sun, it was a kind of extreme power, it seemed to destroy the world.

Guo Lao's Li Shui, Bai Wuming and the two Xuanxian all retreated involuntarily.Heavenly Immortal pressure, directly bounce them away, otherwise they may be injured.

"Wuhen Jue!" Guolao shouted violently as his brown clothes flew up.The light of the scorching sun, fully concentrated on one point, broke through the void, and went straight to Killing God.

However, Killing God's expression did not change, and even his standing posture did not change.In his eyes, the ordinary celestial beings at the second level are considered to be of no avail.

Behind the Killing God, the pair of flaming blood wings stirred slightly.The endless killing power spread out.Although the cultivation base of the Killing God is a little lower than that of Guo Lao, but he can completely change everything with the blood-desiring Shura.

Guolao's No Hate formula combines the power of a celestial being in one battle, its power can be imagined.But in front of the blood-desiring Shura, he was almost completely vulnerable.

Blood-hungry Shura, an invisible monster that devours everything, is extremely bloody.Otherwise, how could the power of the Eternal Realm be needed to suppress it back then?
I saw, behind the Killing God, a blood mist flew out directly to meet Guo Lao's heavenly power.The power of the two great celestial beings is enough to destroy everything in a radius of thousands of miles.

However, when these two powerful forces collided, there was no loud bang, nor was there a round-like spread of energy.

In the void, it is like two clouds and mist intersecting, only swallowing quickly and silently.The blood mist filled the sky, like a beast that could devour everything.With just one touch, the power of Lengchen Guguo's old immortality disappeared without a trace.

When Guo Lao saw it, his complexion changed suddenly.Although he had heard the rumors that the blood-desiring Shura was powerful, all of this was far beyond his imagination.His technique is like a feather falling into the water, just for the slightest ripples.

"Let's go!" This time, Guo Lao didn't pass the sound transmission into the secret, but yelled directly.With just one move, he completely shattered his last illusion.

Ordinary cultivators at the second level of the Celestial Immortal are not worthy of a battle with the blood-lust Shura.Desiring Blood Asura, that is the nightmare of all Demon Island monks.

Now in the realm of killing gods, he is completely invincible to ordinary immortals below the ninth level.

And if you want to completely suppress him, only the original immortal, or you are a heavenly immortal but have a magic weapon close to the level of the nine coffins, can defeat him.

Guo Lao's voice had fallen, but at the same time, the blood mist had already approached him.

As the second level of Lengchen Tianxian of Wuhen Valley, Guolao naturally has the means to save his life.However, in front of Desiring Blood Shura, everything is meaningless.

Guolao didn't even have a chance to display it.Because, the coercion of the blood mist imprisoned everything about him in an instant.

It was an extremely terrifying feeling!

Guo Lao couldn't move at all, but his mind was clear, which was the first time he had felt in the tens of thousands of years since he was promoted to a fairy.The endless red light covered everything.He felt his own death almost fully awake.

But Guo Lao couldn't make any sound.The second level of the Celestial Immortal was directly swallowed by the blood mist and assimilated into the blood mist.

At this time, Li Shui and Bai Wuming, who retreated hundreds of feet away, seemed to be a little stiff.This killing god's fighting style is almost suffocating.That can't be called fighting at all, but devouring.

However, even so, the two profound immortals in Wuhen Valley didn't hesitate at all.It is also decisive to die knowingly.That is a kind of responsibility and courage.

Two gray awns pierced towards the blood mist.Their meaning is just to buy time for Li Shui and Bai Wuming to breathe.

Li Shui and Bai Wuming, how could they not know?However, at this time, the blood mist filled the sky, full of coercion.The power of killing gods seems to block the entire world.Even if they wanted to leave, it was impossible.

Everything is in an instant, like a flash.

The wish of the two Wuhen Gu Xuanxians is to be beautiful, but the reality is cruel.Their deaths didn't even give Li Shui and Bai Wuming time to breathe.

They are like dripping water like a sea of ​​fire, and they can't even see the steam that escapes.

The god-killing young man remained unmoved, and his sluggish appearance made people feel an inexplicable fear.The corners of his mouth were still slightly curved, as if looking at his pet and playing with his prey.

The two Profound Immortals were instantly devoured.Alas, the three high-level monks in Wuhen Valley disappeared instantly, leaving almost nothing behind.

Li Shui and Bai Wuming understood that most of them would be buried here today.

"Wu Ming, I will buy you a breath of time, go as far as possible! Don't worry, I won't die!" Li Shui said, the magic flower purple sword in his hand instantly turned into a purple dragon.

Although the Huanhua Zijian is not as good as the Nine Coffins, it is definitely an existence at the level of a sword.

Li Shui formed a mudra with one hand, and the eternal holy lotus above his head slowly rose.The endless brilliance of green light actually dilutes a trace of the blood mist.

The eternal holy lotus, the tenth grade immortal root.If Li Shui was at the level of a celestial being today, with the Purple Sword of Huanhua, although he might not be able to defeat the God of Death, there would be absolutely no problem in protecting himself.

The awn of the holy lotus dilutes the blood mist.However, under the pressure of a thicker blood mist.The Huanhua Zijian, with a dragon chant, broke through the blood mist directly, killing the gods.

"Oh?" That young man, Killing God, never imagined that the second level of the Celestial Immortal and the seventh level of the Profound Immortal would not have the ability to break through the blood fog.A third level of Xuanxian, the eternal holy lotus, actually possesses such a treasure.

What kind of sword is that?

Killing God doesn't know Huanhua Zijian.However, he could feel the murderous aura of that purple sword, and it could faintly compete with his blood-hungry Shura.

It was at least an immortal sword used by a monk of the original immortal level.Such a murderous aura, even the Killing God was shocked.

However, that purple sword was not used by humans.If that purple sword was in the hands of the goddess, it might have instantly killed the God of Death.However, it is far from the water.

The expression of the killing god boy was only a little more serious.

"Break!" Immediately, Killing God let out a soft shout.Behind him, a sword-shaped red light flew out from the wings of the two demons.

boom--

This time, it's not devouring, but fighting.Because, even the blood-desiring Asura couldn't devour the purple sword of phantom flower.

The sword of form, the sword of form.The Huanhua Zijian directly collided with the bloody red light.

Zidian and Hongmang were flying in all directions in the void.The Huanhua Zijian didn't take advantage of it at all, and flew backwards.

The young man who killed the god, his complexion did not change, and his figure did not move.On the other side, Lishui sprayed blood directly from his mouth and flew hundreds of feet backwards.Although the realm of Lishui has been improved, it must not fight against the Killing God.

That is completely two levels of existence.

"Lishui—" Bai Wuming shouted.

However, how could Bai Wuming, the nine-fold true immortal, turn things around?It has to be said that it is a man's sorrow that a brother is in trouble and cannot help.

The corner of Killing God's mouth curled up, and then with a thought, the blood mist in the void rolled directly towards Lishui again.

"Brothers who are descendants of the devil's coffin, maybe they can be exchanged for the devil's coffin! Don't worry, I won't kill you—" Killing God lazily said, "However, I will devour your strength and abolish your cultivation."

At this moment, a bloody glow suddenly flashed in the eyes of the killing god.That's not the look that a normal monk should have at all.The lazy look disappeared, only the bloodthirsty red.

In the entire void, the blood mist was like a dragon, and it was about to envelop Li Shui and Bai Wuming in an instant.

At this moment, it seems that no one can change everything.

However, at this critical moment, a cold woman's voice suddenly came from the void.

"Demon Continent Shura Realm, is a little blood-hungry Shura so rampant?"

Killing God, his body shook instantly.Because, with a radius of only ten thousand miles, he has never felt that there are monks.

　A friend was hospitalized suddenly and just came back!It's late, sorry!
　　
　
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