Repugnant Gateway

He didn't have any pity for Xiangxiyu's life. He ate a fairy grass that had matured in less than a hundred years, and tore off two of the first-level beasts of purple products. At this moment, Anzheng didn't seem to calm down the rage. His body was torn by the three crazy powers of the demon. Although the purple fire has been reduced a lot, it still burns on him.

On the Savage Mountain, An Zheng dragged forward step by step, wherever he walked, the footprints were black, and the stepped land was burnt and crystallized. His walking posture was strange, slow, and twisted, and he dragged his legs loosely and walked forward. That is because his physical body is still suffering from unspeakable pain at this moment, he needs more external force to counteract the power from the devil and the holy child for him.

But the power he vented now was too violent, and An Zheng knew it was dangerous. Not only do they scare away many monsters, they also attract strong enemies.

He tried to keep himself awake, and he continued to run the word exercises to absorb the power that could subvert the world. The holy womb and the devil are all pure and pure powers in the world, and they have the essence of the sun, the moon, and the world. It is impossible to absorb the current cultivation of peace and contentment.

And Zi Luo seems to have already counted all of this already, so early he took away the power of thunder from his body, and allowed him to practice two weird exercises.

In the fairy palace, Violet took a crystal ball-like thing from the space magic instrument and placed it on the table. The finger clicked on the crystal ball. After a flash of light, a projection appeared on the surrounding walls ... The strife and the environment around him all appeared on the wall, very clear.

"How could this be?"

Violet frowned slightly.

An Zheng's incomplete body scared him.

"It doesn't make sense ... I have taken time out of the unique attributes of his cultivation power, and there are two kinds of blessings for digestion. How can he be so embarrassed by the power of the holy tire and the demon. Even if he can't absorb such a violent one temporarily Strength, there is space for blood culture beads to help storage without hurting the body? "

When he saw the burning violet, the flashing light suddenly understood.

"This idiot!"

He stood up violently, his face grim.

He never imagined that Anzheng had secretly gathered Tian Dao Lei once again.

"You will kill yourself!"

Violet's tone was full of anger and worry, and his body disappeared instantly.

Yeah, An Zheng almost killed himself.

If it weren't for the existence of Heaven's Thunder, he didn't have to suffer such a huge pain now. How could his cultivation force be so pure and pure that he would suffer such a strong backlash? Tian Dao Lei Li is his weakness, torn by the power of the holy tire and the devil mercilessly.

The burning fire and the broken blood hole were all caused by his heavenly thunder.

"call……"

An Zheng breathed out a long breath, thinking that he must be ugly to die now. Who knows that there will be such an accident, and who knows that secretly re-aggregating Tian Dao Lei Li will have such a big trouble. But An Zheng finally understood one thing ... Those who were killed by his Heavenly Dao Lei, the pain they suffered before they died. An Zheng is familiar with this power, but is not familiar with the feeling brought about by this power.

The monsters in Savage Mountain felt that his breath had all escaped, and the lower-level ones shrank and shivered when they dared not escape.

"It's still worse ... worse."

An Zheng knows what he needs now and needs more catharsis. Fighting is a way, and devouring is also a way, so he is looking for more herbs, more monsters, fighting and devouring to share this pain.

[Blood culture beads new ability opens. 】

At this moment, the voice of Tianmu suddenly appeared in Anzheng's mind, which revitalized Anzheng's spirit. Earlier, Xue Peizhu said that a new bead ability was opened, but because there is nothing in it, I can't tell you what this ability is. Now, Tianmu's voice finally appeared.

[The new ability of blood culture beads is opened, it can absorb the excess power that the body can not absorb, and the absorbed amount is one third of the body's capacity. And the absorbed power will be compressed into a power burst, and the power released by each power burst is equivalent to its own strongest blow, which can only be released once. This function can be upgraded, the ultimate ability is to absorb 300% of the body's strength. 】

[The new ability of the blood culture beads reaches the upper limit, and has absorbed one third of the body ’s strength, and cannot continue to absorb it. 】

An Zheng clearly felt that the pain he suffered had weakened a lot, but still needed to vent. Because the power he wants to absorb is too large, after dividing it up to one-third of the limit of his body, there is still more power raging in his body.

"Need to find more ..."

He walked towards the distance, and almost fell in pain at every step. If the perseverance was not much stronger than that of ordinary practitioners, he might have fallen.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of Anzheng, looking at him in amazement.

"How did you become like this ?!"

Anzheng stood still, turned to look at the man, and found that he did not know.

"who are you?"

An Zheng does not know this person, but knows that dress. The snow-white brocade has a flying cloud pattern embroidered with gold thread, and a small sword pattern on the left arm cuff. This is the sign of Xianshi Mansion. In front of him is a real fairy. This is the first time for Anzheng to face the real practitioner of Xiangong. Although the people in Xiangong also look down on the people in Xianshi Mansion, after all, the lowest level of immortals will be the only one in the world. In fact, many Xianshifu minions are human practitioners.

"You look like this, how do I take you back?"

The man in Xianshi Man walked back and forth for a few steps, and looked at Anzheng with some annoyance: "I have to bother to prove that you are you, so troublesome ..."

An Zheng laughed, he knew he must be terrified at the moment.

"You love me, you can recognize me like this."

The man in Xianshi Man pointed to the brand hanging on the waist of Anzheng. It was the waist brand of the Jiji Division. It was burnt in this way and was not damaged. The material of this brand is really special enough. If he didn't point out, An Zheng didn't realize that the brand was still intact.

"Everyone who has fallen into Xiandao must take it back."

The guy took a few steps towards Anzheng and looked at Anzheng like a monster: "No matter, take you back first and say ... Dirty disgusting death. You just asked who I am? Remember me My name is Shang Jiuyun, the Sky Surveyor in Xianshi Mansion. Now I will give you two choices. The first is that you follow me honestly. The second is that I hit you honestly with me go back."

An Zheng laughed, and smiled very strangely.

"You **** laugh."

Shang Jiuyun walked a few steps forward, and was very angry when he looked at An Zheng.

"Shang Jiuyun, isn't it ... you really shouldn't be here at this time. I am very hard to find you, I thought I didn't know when to find you ... In that small mountain village, you heard hundreds of innocent crying Is Lord Luo lashed by you on a tree, do you remember the wailing before death? "

Anzheng's mouth was hooked, and it was a scary and scary smile.

"moron."

Shang Jiuyun snorted: "Where do I have that thought and time to remember what a **** mountain village and what a **** Luo's life and death. I have been in Xianshi Mansion for so many years, the so-called mountain villages that have been destroyed are so many, how do I know what you said is Which one. It seems that you still want to revenge? Do you know how to write four words without self-control? Without giving you a lesson, you really do n’t know the difference between mortals and immortals. "

He reached out and said: "Sleepy!"

With a buzzing sound, a circle of golden light suddenly appeared around Anzheng's body, which turned into a rope that instantly bound Anzheng's sturdy and strong body. The rope seemed to have a force that could not be freed, and it continued to tighten, as if to break An.

"Weak."

Shang Jiuyun snorted coldly and walked to Anzheng step by step, looking at Anzheng's eyes: "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ... You are still talking hard, no wonder some people say that the people who fell on Xiandao are monsters. "

An Zheng still has a smile on his lips, and he is even colder than before.

"Still laughing?"

Shang Jiuyun was completely irritated by An Zheng's smile. He found that An Zheng looked so contemptuous in his eyes. He was accustomed to the eyes of those mortal practitioners and ordinary people who feared him. For the first time, he saw a person who seemed to be dying to look at himself with such eyes.

"I tear your mouth."

He raised his hand and grabbed Anzhen's jaw, but when he lifted his hand, he saw that the golden ropes that bound Anzhen suddenly broke one by one, and in the crackling voice, Anzhen His arms were raised, and the broken rope looked like a whip that had been lifted, and he slammed into Shang Jiuyun at once, and flew the person out directly.

"I want, too."

The voice appeared in Shang Jiuyun's ear, and he was shocked in his heart, and it was too late when he wanted to flash. He saw that the burned hand with almost bone left was raised towards him, and then he wanted to hide ... obviously the hand was not raised fast, obviously he saw it and was sure he could avoid it There are even a hundred reactions in his mind that can cut off this ugly hand ... But he didn't avoid it, and there was no way to cut it off.

An Zheng's hand grabbed Shang Jiuyun's chin: "Tear it, okay."

With a click, Shang Jiuyun's chin was directly ripped off by An Zheng. Blood spewed out like a waterfall, and the face without a chin looked so cruel. Shang Jiuyun wanted to shout subconsciously, but his chin disappeared, and his tongue fell down, but there was a hoarse syllable in his throat.

"I just said that it was not the right time for you to come."

The smile on the mouth of An Zheng is more evil, so Shang Jiuyun just wants to run at this moment.

He immediately turned around and ran out, and then he heard a gasping voice. He found An Zheng running alongside him, and the abominable smile made him shudder.

"Run too slowly."

An Zheng suddenly shot from the side, one hand grabbed Shang Jiuyun's arm, and lifted his left foot to kick on Shang Jiuyun's rib. Puff ... that arm was torn away by An Zheng directly, and then thrown aside.

"What a bad luck you came to me at this time."

An Zheng kicked Shang Jiuyun kicked out, and Shang Jiuyun's body rolled over a long time before stopping. An Zhenchao leaned over and lifted him up, pinched his neck and pushed forward ... With a bang, Anzheng pushed Shang Jiuyun against a big tree.

"How did you kill Lord Luo, do you remember?"

An Zheng suddenly rushed forward, two arms embraced Shang Jiuyun fiercely, the purple fire burning on his body eroded past instantly, and ignited Shang Jiuyun's body momentarily. Shang Jiuyun wriggled frantically, struggling, but had no meaning at all.

About a minute later, An Zheng loosened his arm and took a step back. The charred corpse immediately fell down the tree trunk and fell into a residue and ashes on the ground.

"Fairy ..."

An Zheng shook his head: "That's it."