Martial arts: 10,000 times return, start with apprentice Xiaolongnu

Chapter 188 Wudang Eight Hundred Years Have Not Seen True Martial Arts Today Finally True Martial Sees Me!!

Although he already felt desperate, in the face of a desperate situation of life and death, the Eighth Master Finally gritted his teeth and decided to fight to the death.

Ants are still secretly born, let alone people?

Only by gambling on your life can you have a glimmer of life!

“Spelled!”

Thinking of this, the Eighth Master’s eyes were cold, and he screamed, “Boy, don’t think you’ve won!” ”

After saying that, he saw wisps of blood mist spreading out from his body, converging into countless tiny blood snakes, and suddenly merging into the Demon God Law behind him.

The latter is the absorption and fusion of these essences and bloods that contain rich vitality.

The original illusory Demon God Fa became more and more condensed, as if it really existed, and its face became clearer and clearer, and an indescribable majestic aura quietly emanated out

At the same time, I saw that above the upper dry dark arm behind the demon god, at this moment, it also emitted wisps of red blood like blood vessels, which set off it more and more viciously

With the consumption of sperm and blood, the face of the Eighth Master Became more and more pale, and the person also became thin and withered, like a zombie-like horror.

But he did not stop, but continued to make a one-handed seal, his voice hoarse and gloomy, and drank: “The way of blood sacrifice, the spirit is burning!” ”

“Buzz!”

A trembling sound sounded, the black lotus in the heart of the Eighth Master Bamei became dimmer and dimmer, and the majestic spiritual power like the sea burned like fuel, continuously merging into the Demon God Law.

At this moment, the Eighth Master Ba unleashed the final life-fighting method of tantra, not hesitating to burn his soul, but also to make a final life-and-death struggle with Su Liu.

With the double urging of the divine soul and the essence blood, the body of the demon god Fa Xiang behind the Eighth Master Ba instantly doubled, with the heavenly dome above his head and the earth stepping on it, as if the demon god under the Nine Ghosts Hell had returned to the world.

“Nether Blood River!”

The next moment, I saw this Demon God Fa xiang suddenly roar up to the sky, spewing out a thick river of blood from his mouth, in a vain attempt to block the arrival of the Great Desolate Prisoner Heavenly Hand.

“Boo!”

The mighty river of blood swept in, which contained a thick smell of blood, more powerful than mortals, enough to corrode everything in the world.

Even Zhang Sanfeng, who was also a land immortal, frowned secretly after seeing this blood river, not knowing what to do.

However, Su Liu drew a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, and seemed to laugh and said, “Burning blood and soul, fighting to this point, do you only have this little strength?” ”

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“It seems that I really look up to you!”

As soon as the words fell, I saw Su Liu’s palm pressing down violently.

Suddenly, the Great Desolate God’s hand in mid-air suddenly trembled, and the golden energy burst out like heavenly thunder and earth fire, burning the blood-colored river almost instantaneously!

“Poof!”

The river of blood with high hopes was easily dissolved by the other party, and the Eighth Division Ba was shocked, and even his body shook a little, and he almost fell to the ground.

“What!?”

“This… How is this possible!? ”

Nothing is impossible.

How dare you, a martial arts practitioner, compare with Su Liu,this cultivator!?

“Boring.”

At this moment, Su Liu also seemed to be disgusted by this kind of unsustainable crushing, his eyes were indifferent, he sighed lightly, and pressed his palm down slightly.

“I thought you’d surprise me.”

“That’s it, that’s it.”

As he spoke, he saw the giant golden hand of the heavenly sun with a posture like a heavenly punishment, like the giant palm of the gods, descending towards the Eighth Division.

In the face of such destructive forces, Hugh had to say that such a land immortal as The Eighth Master Ba, even the legendary Great Luo Immortal, would have to dye his clothes with blood!

“Even if you die, I will take you with me to!!!”

At this time, the Eighth Master Was completely plunged into despair, and his blood-colored eyes suddenly turned blood-red.

“All sins are attributed to me, the way of blood sacrifice, to incarnate the devil!”

The Eighth Master Ba let out a desperate roar, and suddenly a dark red strange flame burned on his body.

The next moment, accompanied by a burst of fierce laughter, his body actually flew up and directly merged into the Dry Hand Demon Divine Technique behind him.

Suddenly, among the only eyes that appeared hollow, the Dry Hand Demon God suddenly burst out a little aura, and a thick stream of blood light erupted from his body and shot straight up into the clouds.

“Not good!”

In the distance, Zhang Sanfeng rose up and his face was moved.

“This is the method of blood sacrifice, the Eighth Master Ba is not going to die, he wants to drag Su Xiaoyou to destroy it together!”

As he spoke, he tried to intervene to stop this from happening.

At this moment, a light laugh suddenly resounded between heaven and earth.

“If you want to die with Dao Ye, you deserve it too?”

“Roar!!!”

The Demon God Fa Xiang actually roared in anger and swooped forward.

At this moment, after fusing the Eight Masters, the Dry Hand Demon God was finally no longer an illusory Fa, but a true Demon God who descended on mortal dust.

Every step He took made the earthquake crack.

Thousands of dark red arms behind them were like shooting stars, bombarding out at the golden giant hands in front of them.

Countless dark blood rays streaked through the void, which contained an extremely terrible destructive power.

“Everyone, who doesn’t want to die, retreat!”

Looking at the ultimate duel that was about to erupt, Zhang Sanfeng greeted everyone present while transforming into Tai Chi and preparing to resist the terrible impact that was coming.

However, his reminder seemed to be a little late.

The final battle has begun.

Su Liu’s mind condensed, his palm directly pressed to the end, the golden light in his eyes surged, revealing a sharp meaning, and he cried out in a deep voice: “Great Desolation Prisoner Heavenly Hand, five points out, Heaven and Earth Prisoner, suppress all things!” ”

With a low cry, the old full-color giant hand that covered the sky suddenly erupted into an immeasurable divine light.

Under the horrified gaze of countless people, the full-color giant hand once again soared several times, becoming a hundred feet in size, as if it were the hand of a god descending from the nine heavens

With the momentum of destruction and decay, like a meteorite falling from the sky, it violently exploded on the body of the Dry Hand Demon God.

Rumble!!!

The heavens and the earth shook, and the mountains and rivers overturned.

The golden divine light was like a blazing sun, blooming with brilliant and dazzling brilliance, covering the entire Wudang Mountain, and the layers of air waves were as immeasurable

The sea will destroy everywhere it passes.

The sky is over, and the old moon is useless

At this moment, all the population could not speak, could not see, and even breathing became extremely difficult, but countless eyes were still looking dead at the center of the battlefield.

Wait until the smoke clears.

Zhang Sanfeng and other Wudang Sect disciples were horrified to find that the Zhiwu Grand Hall that had stood here for decades had actually collapsed!

In the original position of the True Martial Hall, a huge pit with a square circle of nearly a hundred meters was actually created out of thin air, which was obviously born in the confrontation just now!

In the deep pit, the sculpture of Emperor Zhenwu still exists.

Above his head, a white-clad figure stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes indifferent, but majestic as a god.

Looking at the white-clad figure that looked like a god, Zhang Sanfeng’s eyes were moved, and he murmured to himself: “Wudang Mountain has not seen True Martial Arts for eight hundred years, and today True Martial Arts has finally seen me!” ”