Mysterious blood boils

Xuanyuanpeng suffered a great loss from that drunkenness!

"Tao follows nature!" In a crisis, Xuanyuan Peng suddenly activated this supernatural power, and no longer struggled to wake up from the intoxicated hallucinations, but maintained this intoxicated state, sticking to a sober Dao heart, Everything comes naturally, as it happens.

In this way, his drowsy and drunken mind became a little sober!

"I want to get out of trouble and break the cage!" Xuanyuanpeng stood up suddenly, swung his skull staff, and slashed at the inner wall of the gourd frantically, crackling and cracking, creating countless cracks in the air. Countless fiery waves burst into flames. However, this Taoist weapon also had a great influence on the skeleton staff. Even the spirit of the skeleton staff was so intoxicated that it could not exert 100% power of a high-grade Taoist weapon...

Not broken!Xuanyuanpeng couldn't get out of trouble either!Mysterious Blood Boiling 555

"Still struggling? The sea of ​​wine soars the fire dragon!" The Drunken Saint roared wildly, urging his Drunken Fist to violently control the various formations in the gourd...

"Roar!"...Amidst the deafening roar, nine flaming wine dragons flew out of the sea of ​​flames, one by one baring their teeth and claws, and spewed out fiery flames at Xuanyuanpeng. Contains a shocking intoxication, the dragon uses the power of the fire, the fire supports the dragon's power, and the power of burning increases dramatically...

"No, little master, wake up, wake up quickly..." Jin Chan sternly called Xuanyuan Peng, who was drunk and almost unconscious. Even the tyrannosaurus rex from the ancient times couldn't bear the breath, and fell asleep intoxicated.Xuanyuanpeng was still able to maintain a trace of spiritual awareness and persist in fighting, but when the wine dragon came out, the smell of alcohol became stronger, and he was immediately confused...

"I want to get out of trouble, I want to get out of trouble..." Xuanyuan Peng was intoxicated and hard to wake up, barely maintaining a trace of sober spiritual consciousness, this is still the power of Taoism and natural supernatural powers, otherwise, once the wine dragon comes out, he really can't hold it .In order to get out of the predicament, he subconsciously continued to use a series of supernatural powers, such as the fighting supernatural power, the King Kong skull supernatural power, the five emperors' handprints, Wanliu Guizong, etc., and so on, all the supernatural powers he knew were used one by one burst out...

This is a subconscious explosion, this is the last cry to get out of trouble... If he can't smash this wine gourd, I'm afraid it will take a long time, and sooner or later he will be completely intoxicated and turned into flying ashes. .Xuanyuanpeng relies on Taoism to follow nature, and for the time being, he still has a bit of sober reason.Not reconciled to sitting still, running all kinds of supernatural powers crazily, trying to get out of trouble...

It's a pity that under the intoxication, the power of the supernatural power he played became less and less powerful. If it wasn't for Mingshui to resist the burning of the wine fire, he would have been unable to withstand such a terrifying torment of fire.

"Fate rules!" Suddenly, he took turns.This supreme Taoism erupted, and with a bang, the scene in front of Xuanyuan Peng's psychedelic and intoxicated eyes changed drastically, and the wine dragon and fire were no longer seen, replaced by a swift and magnificent white torrent .There is no end to the front, no end to the end...

Ah, it's not a long white river, but a river of destiny composed of countless silk-like threads of destiny.Each thread of light represents the trajectory of a person's destiny. Countless silk-like threads of light symbolize the destiny trajectory of every living creature in the world. It is huge, complicated, thick as honey, and inexhaustible. , innumerable, densely packed, with no end in sight...

Which thread of fate is mine?Which thread of fate is mine?Xuanyuanpeng's heart suddenly moved, and he thought of the most important point. The fate of his cultivation ruled the Tao, which was passed on to him by the decree of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors. At the highest level, you can become the master of your destiny!

He tried his best to turn his drunken eyes and looked at the swift, wide and boundless river of fate. At this moment, he was intoxicated and drowsy, but under the Taoism and nature, he kept half of his immortal spiritual consciousness. A very mysterious spiritual mystical realm, everything seems unreal, seemingly real but not real, looks hazy and chaotic, but Xuanyuan Peng has a mysterious feeling of seeing through the appearance and directly reaching the essence of things ...

Um? ... In the roaring, rolling and boundless long river of fate, Xuanyuan Peng suddenly discovered a light red thread of fate... It was a reddish color. It is exactly the same as the countless white "silk" threads of fate, but at this moment, he is immersed in a mysterious mystery, and he can see the light red "thread" at a glance...

Among the countless white light threads, there is a light red light, it is so outstanding, it is so eye-catching, Xuanyuan Peng suddenly stared at the light red light 』The thread of destiny...

"Boom!" When his Dharma Eye was fixed on the light thread, countless information of fate suddenly burst out in his mind, strands, pieces, and disorganized, but it made Xuanyuan Peng was ecstatic, but it turned out that the large amount of information released by this unique thread of fate was all the countless information and life fragments of Xuanyuan Peng from this life to the present...

It turned out that this only light red thread of destiny belonged to him!It belongs to Xuanyuan Peng!He finally found his fate track in the torrent of fate...

Why does my destiny light thread emit a faint red light?Red is a warning sign, a sign of catastrophe... And isn't Xuanyuan Peng just trapped in the drunk fairy gourd, suffering the catastrophe of being burned?

At this point, Xuanyuanpeng was enlightened, suddenly awakened to the originally obscure cultivation tips in the Tao of Destiny, and in his eyes, countless words and graphics flickered rapidly, and the tricks of the Tao of Destiny were laid out in front of him layer by layer. After opening the mystery, he shouted excitedly: "So that's how it is, that's how it is..."

He suddenly realized his fate, the reason why it turned red was because he was being burned by the fire of wine!His gaze was fixed on the brightest point of his fate thread, and he suddenly found that there was a hot and shining thread of fate, which was entangled with his fate thread, and it was the thread of hostile fate. A fiery power, as if his fate was burning, burning red...

Drunk Saint, I found you!With a bang in Xuanyuanpeng's mind, he found the mystery of the river of fate: each thread of light symbolizes the trajectory of a creature's fate. There is a tangle...

This is the most basic practice trick of fate governing the Tao!Mysterious Blood Boiling 555

But how to separate Zui Sheng's thread of fate from the predicament entangled with his thread of fate?Xuanyuanpeng is in a bit of trouble, not to mention that he is now in a state of intoxication and drowsiness. Unless he has mastered the Dao of destiny, it is not an attack-like Dao technique. It's just a method, unless you cultivate to the state of great success, you can control the power of fate, change your fate against the sky, and control life and death!

"Although I can't attack, I might as well use my sonic supernatural powers to disturb the mind of Drunken Saint, so that I can take the opportunity to get out of trouble!" A novel attack idea suddenly popped up in Xuanyuan Peng's mind, which was a natural idea. , because he himself has the supernatural power of the lion's roar, so it is very natural to come up with such an idea.

But it can also be said that this is the power of Taoism and nature, everything is very mysterious, in the accident, there is the inevitable, in the inevitable, there are countless accidents!Bottom line: naturally!

"Drunk Saint, Drunk Saint, don't even think about trapping me, Xuanyuan Peng. As the master of fate, I curse you, and you will become my slave and my lackey for life after life. When will it be?"

Xuanyuanpeng suddenly used the lion's roar supernatural power and the stick drinking supernatural power, roaring and roaring, like a lion-shaped air current, whizzing and blasting into the thread of fate that symbolizes the drunken saint...

"Wow!" Outside the drunk fairy gourd, the drunken saint with a smirk on his face suddenly let out a scream, and his seven orifices spurted blood. In his mind, a divine sound like Huang Zhongdalu suddenly exploded, making him blood spurt out of his seven orifices , his brain was about to explode, he let out a scream, held his head in his hands, staggered and trembled, and kicked back...

The Drunken Immortal Gourd lost the Drunken Saint's presidency, and the alcohol suddenly subsided and returned to normal!Xuanyuan Peng's mind suddenly woke up. Right now, he seized the opportunity, let out a loud roar, and his overall combat power erupted wildly. "Crack the sky with a stick!"

"Crack, crack, crack!" The drunken fairy gourd was suddenly blown away by a terrifying air-cracking force. After all, it was a middle-level Taoist soldier, and it lost its master's auspices. It was no match for a high-grade Taoist skeleton staff , and Xuanyuanpeng condenses the power of the four great powers and others, and explodes with all his combat power!

One stick shattered the drunken fairy gourd!Among the fragments sprayed all over the sky, Xuanyuan Peng seemed to be a giant Buddha who had escaped from the trap. His whole body was full of golden light. In front of the holy body, without any explanation, he raised his right palm...

"Peng!" With just one palm, the drunken sage was split into pieces, and flesh and blood flew everywhere... Among Xuanyuan Peng's supernatural powers, the supernatural power of splitting the sky is the strongest. Afterwards, this magical power has been perfected, and with the blessing of the skeleton staff, it has become the strongest and most fierce spell!

"Crack!" Zui Tian's small domain, when Zui Sheng was blown up, couldn't bear it any longer, and completely collapsed, like a dark cave, suddenly bursting out fine cracks like spider webs, Countless skylights projected down.Xuanyuanpeng shook his whole body, and put away the divine form...

"Suppress me!" With a big wave of his hand, Xiaoling Mountain flashed light, and all the drunken saints who spewed blood three thousand feet and their blood bones flew around were all collected in Xiaoling Mountain. In the eye space of the big Asura formation!