The Good Fortune Training System of Shrouding the Sky

Murong Chuan's indifference and composure, Jiang Qiancheng's sickly grin, Shui Jianji and Shang Yuyao's panic.

Time seemed to freeze, and the flow slowed down at that moment.

Just when Jiang Qiancheng rushed halfway, his body became several feet tall, and when his sharp claws were about to touch Murong Chuan, the sea of ​​blood was raging again and there was another tsunami.

However, this time, instead of trying to push Jiang Qiancheng away, the sea of ​​blood parted to both sides, and countless colorful and terrifying tentacles protruded.

Each tentacle was as wide as two people, like a tough leather whip, tightly wrapped around Jiang Qiancheng, and tried to drag it into the sea of ​​blood little by little.

At the same time, a terrifying and gigantic figure slowly emerged from the sea of ​​suffering.

Its tortoise shell is tens of feet long, and it is covered with countless colorful tentacles. The black light that devours everything is shining in the mouth of the ferocious and terrifying snakehead.

It was suspended above the sea of ​​blood, like a small island, firmly tethering Jiang Qiancheng in the air.

No matter how hard Jiang Qiancheng tried, he couldn't move the Xuanjia turtle by half an inch, nor could he move forward an inch.

Even if Murong Chuan is under his sharp claws, he can kill him by only half a point forward, but he is getting farther and farther away from the target!

"Impossible, this is a higher-level god-shaped beast, even if it can't be used in the Dao Palace, how can you do it!"

Jiang Qiancheng struggled desperately, roaring unwillingly, and complaining to the sky.

Obviously he is the son of the gods, but he is suppressed by Murong Chuan everywhere, even if he advances to the Shenqiao realm, the result is still the same.

The divine form returns to its original nature and turns into a strange beast again, which is a higher-level application of the divine form, and it is also a powerful reliance on the hegemony.

However, if one wants to transform into a god-like beast, one must first reach the Dao Palace realm.

Only when the level of life has changed, can the heavenly blood give birth to the original true blood corresponding to the god form, helping the god form to trace its origin.

"Oh, I forgot.

Not only did I refine a quasi-emperor beast, but I also got a lot of her original true blood, so I don't have to wait until the Taoist palace. "

Murong Chuan curled his lips helplessly, a mocking and disdainful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

If someone turns their eyes to his back, they will find countless colorful tentacles extending from his back into the sea of ​​blood.

He had already planted a killer move, which was also a last move just in case, and it was also a unique move to save his life.

Murong Chuan's tricks are one after another, and all enemies who are hostile to him will be pulled into the quagmire of struggle by him without knowing it.

"No! I am the son of the gods, I am the son of the gods."

Jiang Qiancheng struggled frantically, but the distance between him and Murong Chuan continued to widen, and the strength of the black armored turtle did not allow him to resist.

"By going back to the origin of the mysterious armored turtle, I could have easily killed you.

However, I don't want to part with the little true blood left, and you don't have the right to die at the hands of Xuanjia Turtle.

Of course, my main purpose is to prove that I have the ability to challenge across the big realm.

Although you are just a God's Bridge Realm that was catalyzed, you can still be considered a God's Bridge Realm anyway.

So, goodbye, son of God. "

Murong Chuan raised his eyebrows teasingly, the annihilation light accumulated on the tip of his index finger burst out suddenly, and the huge Jiang Qiancheng became a living target.

"No! The leader save me, the heavenly ghost save me!"

Jiang Qiancheng roared in horror, like a drowning person desperately looking for straw.

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Qiancheng was just begging indiscriminately, there was actually a powerful will within him that awakened.

"Bold, who dares to hurt my servant's life!"

The voice was mighty, as if possessing supreme divine power, and also seemed to contain endless dao rhyme, which made people feel awe, but at the same time wanted to follow endlessly fanatically.

When that mighty voice sounded, it seemed that time had stood still, and the world was controlled by his will.

A phantom shrouded in blood robes, like a god supporting the sky and the earth, traversed between Murongchuan and Jiang Qiancheng.

"There is still a clone of divine sense left behind. From the looks of it, it is really important."

Murong Chuan shrugged his shoulders in disdain, completely ignoring the distraction.

They are far away on the Zandi Star, unless the leader of the Holy Cult of the Blood Prison is the Great Emperor, it is absolutely impossible to contact the main body.

He's not in the mood to talk nonsense with a distraction, and he doesn't have the energy to get information at the moment, and the mere extinction of Yin and Yang makes him too busy to take care of himself.

"Huh? No, it's the power of annihilation! Five ghosts move!"

The blood-cloak phantom pinching formula used the teleportation technique, but it had no effect at all.

"Who imprisoned the space! Damn it, Tiangui Mountain!"

The phantom in the blood robe roared again, and a mountain suddenly appeared, blocking Jiang Qiancheng, and the flow of time returned to normal.

The light of annihilation continued to erupt, the natural vision of heaven and the blood moon and blood sea disappeared at the same time, Tiangui Mountain and Jiang Qiancheng were annihilated by the terrifying black light.

The majestic and terrifying blood-colored phantom that was still incomparably powerful just now was also torn to pieces by the annihilation light.

That terrifying light, with pure destruction and ruthless destruction, shocked everyone's hearts.

That kind of power is too terrifying, it's not something a monk should have, and it shouldn't appear in the Big Dipper Starfield.

Shui Jianji has already foreseen what kind of bloody storm will be set off by this terrifying and terrifying power in the future.

"If you see something today, it must rot in your stomach!"

Shui Jianji grabbed Shang Yuyao and stared at her with burning eyes, as if she wanted to force her to swear to Dao Xin.

"Of course it will rot in my stomach. Unless he has supreme power, I will not mention it to anyone."

Shang Yuyao also stared back with burning eyes, and solemnly pointed at her heart with her slender and crystal-clear fingers.

Although she didn't swear to Dao Xin verbally, she was actually swearing to Dao Xin.

"Wait a minute, the power is too terrifying, we can't get close for the time being."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Shui Jianji ordered calmly. Although Shang Yuyao was very anxious, she could only hold her heart.

Like a sharp blade, the black beam of light sliced ​​through the entire sky, revealing endless emptiness.

No matter how real the entire grassland is, it cannot change the fact that they are in the magic weapon, so the sky must be fake.

The sky was sliced ​​open by the terrifying beam of light, and the originally vivid and real white clouds stood still like a picture scroll. The reality was extremely false at this moment.

The two daughters, Shui Jianji and Shang Yuyao, also sensed the changes in this small world, and everything was moving towards uncontrollable changes.

As the power of annihilation dissipated, the terrifying coercion and power disappeared, but the traces of the sky's destruction froze there like scars.

As the black light completely dissipated, Jiang Qiancheng, who had turned into a green lion, gradually shrank and fell.

Murong Chuan also sprayed blood mist all over his body, his eyes went black and he lost consciousness, and he also fell downwards.

"Go, save Murong Chuan, I'll check Jiang Qiancheng!"

Shui Jianji flew up and quickly arranged the task.

The battle of the world is over, and the original overwhelming victory was pushed to an unknown direction under the interference of the phantom of the blood robe.

Shui Jianji had reason to believe that Jiang Qiancheng might not be dead yet, and the body of the phantom in the blood robe, even if it wasn't the quasi-emperor, was not far behind.

What kind of power is the Holy Cult of Blood Hell, and why does it have such a terrifying background.