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Chapter 312 Sun Yi's Power

The demonic sword demon that blesses the power of the great Asura's phantom is mighty, slashing the power of mind and spirit, directly ignoring the tyrant gun with unstoppable power, and slashing across Sun Yi's body, a deep scar that can be seen penetrated from top to bottom Sun Yi's whole body, and Sun Yi flew upside down like a straw man.

Luo Sha, who was at the ninth level of alchemy, was astonishingly powerful. In addition, he used his Shura blood sacrifice to summon the phantom of his ancestors. One of the first heavens can't get anything good under this magic sword.

"Let's become the fodder for our blood sacrifice." Luosha coughed lightly. He also consumed a lot in the battle with Sun Yi, especially the blood sacrifice of his own Shura blood, which required a lot of talents. Supplement it.

Then, after glancing at Sun Yi, who had his eyes closed tightly, a bloody light appeared on a bloody altar, and Sun Yi was sucked into the altar.

"My lord's magic skills are world-class, killing this kid is easy, let us see it, especially the secret method of blood sacrifice, your lord, it's really powerful." Zhan Wei was still terrified.

"I hope that you bastards will be kidnapped by that kid long ago, and leave Ziyang Island as soon as possible, so as not to make any mistakes again." Luosha was very happy with these people's flattery, and after scolding, he walked to the side to adjust his breath.

On the other side, the faces of the Ziyang island masters were sad for a while. Ziyang died in front of their eyes, and the young man who saved them was also taken into the altar. It seemed that he and the others were destined to die. They locked up, even if they die, they cannot die together with this group of demons.

In the altar.

The space contained in the altar is several thousand meters in size, and the billowing blood occupies the space inside. The corpses of at least legal body warriors are floating in the sea of ​​blood, and Sun Yi's body is also up and down in the sea of ​​blood.

At this moment, his eyes were closed tightly, golden light was shining all over his body, and the undead blood was running through Sun Yi's body, repairing his severely injured body, and the demonic energy remaining in his body dissipated like a nemesis and turned into black smoke.

In the battle with Luosha, Sun Yi was severely injured by that sword, and the devilish energy hurt his mind, and he fell into a deep coma. Fortunately, Sun Yi's physical body is so strong that as long as there is one breath of immortal blood left, he will die. Will repair his body, this is also the capital of Sun Yineng's martial arts path to the present.

After a few sticks of incense, the powerful immortal blood repaired his body, but Sun Yi's spirit has not yet recovered.

Suddenly, Sun Yi's eyes snapped open, his lifeless eyes fixed tightly on the sky above the sea of ​​blood.

"Am I dead? Is this the end of my martial arts journey?" Sun Yi's spirit at this moment is like a candle that will dissipate at any time. The most powerful thing about this magic sword is not to cut your body, but to cut your god. In other words, the soul, if the soul is destroyed, no matter how powerful you are, you will not be able to escape death.

"No, I can't die like this. Uncle Hong is waiting for me. There are Xiaolian, Zhan Ning and many other people I care about. They are still waiting for me. I still need to find out my life experience and this book. The secret hidden in the golden book, how could it be possible for me to die in the hands of a Shura clansman with nine levels of alchemy, I will not just die like this."

Sun Yi's spirit was shouting and roaring, a wave of unyielding faith filled his mind, and the imprint left by Zhanwangquan was so radiant that even Jin Shu could feel Sun Yi's roar. Streams of golden light shot towards Sun Yi's god who was now like a candle.

"Boom!" A deep voice sounded in Sun Yi's mind. With the golden light of the golden book, Sun Yi's spirit gradually grew stronger, and he regained his consciousness little by little.

However... Sun Yi's physical body floating in the sea of ​​blood has also undergone earth-shaking changes, and the mood of war is gushing out, separating the blood in the sea of ​​blood. Qi spread around Sun Yi like water ripples.

"So that's how it is. This is my momentum, my fighting spirit." A golden light burst out from Sun Yi's lifeless eyes. Own potential.

Poses are divided into grades, for example, Patriarch Zhan's Gravity Poses before, which belonged to a relatively medium Potential, and Master San Chi's Blood Sea Poses, too, which belonged to a palpable Potential.

However, Sun Yi's comprehension of momentum this time is different. This kind of momentum has no grades, it belongs to a kind of artistic conception. How powerful is the blessing of a single momentum.

"It's time to go out." Sun Yi looked up at the bloody sky, the space inside the altar was huge, but Sun Yi could feel that this huge space was actually not solid.

Tightly grasping the Tyrannical Spear floating in the sea of ​​blood, the unyielding will burned again, the fighting spirit shrouded his body, and the strong fighting intent rushed to the sky above the altar, and the Tyrant Spear suddenly burst out with a burst of sharpness, cutting through everything. The light slashed straight to this space.

"Boom!" With the domineering slash of the tyrant spear, the space inside the altar trembled, as if the sky was turned upside down, and the sea of ​​blood roared angrily.

"What's going on?" Luo Sha, who was recuperating outside the altar, opened his eyes, looking at the trembling altar in midair in horror, not understanding what happened.

The same is true for those Gathering Pill Warriors, the changes in the altar made them unclear, so they all stared at the altar with surprised eyes.

"Break it open." There was a shout from inside the altar.

The next moment, a figure of a god of war shrouded in golden light stepped out of the shattered altar with a spear in hand, and a stream of blood poured out from the altar, drenching the demons all over.

At this moment, Luosha's pupils shrank tightly, staring at the god of war in the sky. What frightened him was that this person was Sun Yi, whom he had taken in earlier. What made him puzzled was how a seriously injured and dying person would be beheaded. The power to break the altar.

Although the space inside the altar is not solid, it is still relatively high compared to a martial artist in the altar realm. When he cast his gaze on the gun, he lost his voice and said, "You actually have a heaven-level weapon. What is your origin!"

Luo Sha was very surprised. He didn't think about this spear as a sky-level weapon in the previous fight. How could it be possible for a gathering of pills to have a sky-level weapon? You must know that the total of the three clans of heaven-level magic weapons in the sea of ​​exile is only [-]. Several pieces, each of which is in the hands of the powerful hands of the Nine Heavens of the Altar.

Weapons such as guns are even more precious. A heaven-level gun in the hands of a martial artist from the Nine Heavens of the God Altar can have the power to destroy the world. He couldn't figure out what was going on. .

"However, even if you escape from the altar, it still won't change your fate." Rosha roared, and in the blink of an eye, he condensed the magic sword and slashed at Sun Yi again. A big trouble, if I knew it, I should cut him to pieces with a sword, instead of putting him in the altar.

(End of this chapter)