Wuhuang is above

Chapter 69 Life is too hard

"Certainly!"

The blood-stained palm protruded out again, and while catching the vine demon, a designated magical technique was cast!
This spell comes from the fairy world, and it is comparable to the spell from the extraordinary world.

However, there is no Immortal Essence in the body, and ordinary True Essence is not enough to support this Immortal Technique.

So the blood-colored palm print was only fixed for a moment, and then fell again.

However, this moment was enough for Feng Qingyu to do many things.

At the same time as the vine demon was thrown into the fractured canyon, Feng Qingyu also removed the imprint left in its memory.

"From now on, you and I are clear, you go, don't be caught by others!"

Send the vine demon away, and the blood red palm print has also come to the front.

The flame sword appeared again, and the terrifying coercion descended like a mountain, but Feng Qingyu was not afraid.

The bloody palm print can cover the sun and the moon, and Feng Qingyu's blade arc is too small in front of that palm print.

The two together are like ants and elephants, there is no comparison at all.

And it is.

In the face of the blood-colored giant palm, the flame knife arc only lasted for less than half a breath, and it quickly melted and disintegrated like snow when it met the scorching sun.

In this fleeting moment, the flaming sword had turned into a mass of green fire, and in Feng Qingyu's abolished palm, a mass of white flames appeared at the same time.

Without the starry sky sand to neutralize, Feng Qingyu used the divine sense as a bridge to forcibly rub the two flames together.

The terrifying energy that erupted at this moment pushed the bloody palm back several meters, but Feng Qingyu's spiritual sense was also unable to withstand the impact of the two flames.

Spiritual sense was drained, Feng Qingyu's sea of ​​consciousness was about to explode, but still could not maintain the balance between the two fires.

Seeing the big bloody palm fall again, Feng Qingyu's heart skipped a beat, and he actually ignited all his cultivation bases, delusionally using the potential that burst out at this moment, to display this fireball technique!

Aware of the violent energy released by the fireball in Feng Qingyu's hand, the red-robed old man frowned, and another blood-red palm print was taken.

The palm print that was shot later was extremely fast, but in an instant, it merged with the previous giant palm!
The superposition of the two palms was extremely powerful, and the aftermath alone made Feng Qingyu unable to bear it.

The fireball disintegrated instantly, turned into blue and white, and was directly forced back into Feng Qingyu's body!

The two fires were forced back, and the fire of true essence that Feng Qingyu had just ignited was also suppressed at this moment.

"In front of this seat, do you have the qualifications to choose!"

At the same time as the cold words sounded, another bloody palm shot!
The two superimposed blood palm prints are already approaching Feng Qingyu, and the third palm print is even faster!
But in an instant, it hit the two palm prints in front!

boom! ! !
The bloody palm print burst open!

Feng Qingyu, who was no more than ten feet apart, was the first to bear the brunt of the brunt, and was directly slapped to the ground by this energy.

This time, Feng Qingyu's bones shattered more than half, and several mouthfuls of blood were spewed out in succession before he recovered.

But before she could get up from the ground, the red-robed old man had already arrived in front of her.

"Hand over your secrets and I'll save your life, or else"

"Bah!" Feng Qingyu sneered coldly at the old man after spitting blood: "If you have any means, just use it! If I, Feng Qingyu, say a word, it's your ancestor!!"

There was a sneer at the corner of the old man's mouth, but then his face sank.

"What a girl with sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, she will show her strength even when she is about to die. This old man wants to see if your bones are hard, or if you have a high method!"

After the old man finished speaking, he picked up Feng Qingyu and placed a palm on her shoulder!

The blood-red vitality went from top to bottom, constantly destroying in Feng Qingyu's body.

The torture from muscles to bones and then to the internal organs was countless times more painful than Ling Chi.

Feng Qingyu was dripping with cold sweat and gritted her teeth to prevent herself from fainting.

"Is that all there is to it? Your Dragon Tooth Palace's methods are nothing more than that!!"

There was a hint of anger on the old man's face, but then he smiled sullenly.
"You seem to have forgotten that there is a method in this world called soul searching. Even if you don't say anything, I have a way to dig out all your secrets."

Speaking of this, the old man smiled more and more proudly, and the big open hand had already grabbed the top of Feng Qingyu's head.

"Damn it, if you don't do anything, we're both finished!!" Feng Qingyu roared in a hurry.

As soon as her voice went down, the old man's movements stopped immediately, but then, his sullen cheeks sank again.

"Dare to play tricks on the old man when he is about to die"

The old man's face was hideous, and the palm that was pinching Feng Qingyu's neck became harder and harder.

But before his soul-searching technique could be used, an extremely dangerous feeling suddenly flooded into his heart.

The old man's heart trembled, he changed his grasp to a pat, and a palm printed on Feng Qingyu's lower abdomen, patted her out directly.

At this time, the extremely fierce Geng Xin Daoguang has also sprung out of Feng Qingyu, heading straight for the old man's chest!
The terrifying sword light was as fast as lightning, and the old man fired several shields of true essence in succession, but he couldn't weaken it by half.

The old man was caught off guard, and in a hurry, he could only pick up the sword light with his hands.

The light of the knife burst, blood splashed everywhere, and bursts of red air burst straight to the old man's body.

When the air wave dissipated, the frightening sword glow disappeared, and the old man's figure reappeared.

It's just that at this time, he was covered in blood all over his body.

The palm that touched Daomang head-on, there was no good meat, it was bloody, and it looked so miserable!
His eyes stayed on him for a moment, and then the old man roared loudly!

"Junior!! Someone is going to smash your corpse into thousands of pieces!!!"

The old man burst into anger and looked up at Feng Qingyu.

But just now he glanced at it and realized that the shameless junior had disappeared at some point.

On the edge of the canyon cliffs, countless vines tucked Feng Qingyu down quietly.

Seeing that Feng Qingyu's body was about to sink into the canyon, the figure of the red-robed old man flashed after him again.

Aware that the old guy was chasing after him, the vine demon was in a hurry, and the vines all over his body wrapped Feng Qingyu and rushed down desperately!

This stab wound has exhausted all the patience of the old man. At this moment, he wants to kill this little repair to vent his hatred.

Two figures rushed into the fractured canyon one after the other.

The vine demon was in front, and its vines wrapped itself and Feng Qingyu into a huge ball, rolling down the cliff all the way.

The old man in the red robe was behind, stepping on the miasma and chasing him all the way.

The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, seeing that the old man in red robe is about to catch up with the vine monster, just at this time, a large piece of the cliff next to it suddenly fell silently.

The old man's heart froze, and his rushing figure stopped instantly.

At this time, a very light wind blade quietly passed in front of his eyes, but in an instant, it did not enter the sea of ​​fog.

Cold sweat rolled down from his face, the old man took a deep breath, and the heart that was blinded by hatred was instantly sober.

Slowly retracting the stepped foot, the red-robed old man opened his perception to the limit, and carefully stepped back while observing carefully.

After there was no such wind blade around, he turned around and retreated to the top of the canyon with the same cautious attitude.
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