Super Student's Three-realms Army

I saw that the black blood demon stood up in the air and roared up to the sky. The blood around his body became more and more strong, and even the whole space was completely oppressed by him.

It seems that in the blink of an eye, this place will become a world made up of blood. Among them, the huge, burly and bloody giants are standing in the sky with the moon on their heads.

Just standing there, the bloody giant can bring a kind of oppression to people's mind that is hard to describe in words.

"Zhang Wutian, even though you have the ability to handle the world, you are still too tender to fight with an old strong man like me

After the red whirlpool engulfed the smashing magic fist, the area was not only reduced by half, but also expanded several times. At first glance, it was at least two or three hundred feet wide!

"Zhang Wutian, at your age, you have already ranked the eighth in the list of all the schools of thought. You are proud of yourself in your whole life, and you are called a hero!"

"Blood evil turns into bone palm and devours all things!"

With the roar of the black blood old demon, the red bloodstain in the center of his eyebrows also burst out a dazzling, dazzling blood light at this time.

The next moment, the huge blood color whirlpool is flat bottomed into a huge tornado. From a distance, it looks like the ancient beast, opening its mouth and roaring at the sky!

"Ha ha..."

See, Zhang Xiaofan just sneer, his body shot out, impartial, directly toward the blood red tornado storm.

"Whew --!"

A golden streamer was fleeting, straight into the blood red vortex, and the black blood demon's eyes were filled with unspeakable ecstasy.

You know, when he was in the world of Chinese cultivation, he fought with all kinds of strong men. Because of this, his black blood demon left such a great reputation in the world of Chinese cultivation.

Even if he was the most powerful man in the Chinese cultivation world who had hurt himself badly at the beginning, he couldn't resist this bloody evil bone palm. He was kicked as a mortal and rushed into the red vortex of Tao, which can refine all things in the world.

In this red vortex, unless you can cultivate your catkin to a degree of exaggeration that can be compared with the God.

If not, no matter where you are sacred, you can only drown in the endless blood evil spirit, so that the face bones will not be left.

"Ah, Zhang Xiaofan --!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan didn't turn his head back, he rushed into the huge whirlpool of blood red. Pan Wenbo's eyes were about to crack. He watched the former disappear in his vision. He opened his mouth and roared, but everything he did seemed so small and powerless.

"Wutian devil, Zhang Wutian, No.1 in the golden list of Chinese cultivation world? Young master, this is a complete joke, a big joke! "

"The whole world will be under the control of my black blood ancestors!"

"As long as I completely devour and refine the little guy's body and real yuan, hundreds of them will be the top three in the list of all schools of thought, then I can't compete with one of them --!!"