Great Dao Commander

Zhang Yan has fought with Monks of the Blood Sect a few times, and the number of monks in this school is very familiar. From the means of his own grasp, Zixiao Shenlei is undoubtedly the most restrained.

He just used this method before he came up, because most of the disciples had blood sacrifice method in his body. This is one of the three major magic methods of the Demon Sect. Lei Wang, relying on this method, the other party escaped first, so he just confronted the enemy with five elements of true light.

At this moment, he pushed out the fire light and pushed it out, gradually spreading it out, but after more than ten miles, he took it in.

It ca n’t be expanded any more, but it is unnecessary. The wider the range of true light, the larger the circle that needs to be taken into account. The blood of the other party is tens of thousands. Although there is water line true light under guard, it is fast after all. , Flashing like electricity, inevitably there are omissions.

At this moment, there was a flame of light swirling inside, and a guard of water and light outside, which had forced all blood to the outside.

However, instead of locking the portal, he intentionally left a weakness somewhere.

Fighting in this way, the only chance for the other side to win is to try to get into the inner circle. He has already prepared a killing move, and only waits for it to break in, and then displays it.

Ten or more miles away, Feng Qingping drove around Wan Yan's blood to fly around Zhang Yan, and it seemed to be fighting against the latter, but he was really upset in his mind. Ordinary Taoism, it is the limit to reach thousands of feet away. Like Zhang Yan, he can go dozens of miles.

Now he is forced to be outside and unable to approach, so the magic power of the algorithm is noble, and it is useless to hit the opponent.

Although there is more blood, he rushes in. Before reaching Zhang Yan, he was killed halfway through.

He knew very well that this would be a few days of fighting. As long as the power of the method was not exhausted, he could do nothing about it.

At this moment, there are only three ways. One is to avoid the front and adopt the method of fighting; the second is to break the defense from the front and go straight into the palace;

The first method is really the best policy. But the door is at stake. His life may be explained at any time, and no moments of suffering are allowed. Let him not do so.

As for the second method, Zhang Yan's mana was powerful and powerful, and it stirred up hundreds of miles. No one in this generation is comparable. Face to face. Undoubtedly the self-dead.

Therefore, only the last method can be taken, but Feng Qingping also knows that this is a trap set by Zhang Yan. Waiting for him to drill in.

The problem is that he has no other choice but to do this.

"Also, as long as I'm careful, I may not have a chance to win."

As he settled down, he took a breath, took a treasure pot as small as a bowl out of his sleeve, clasped it in his hand, and looked at the next one. The blood glowed in the air, and thousands of blood spattered from the inside To the bottom, they exploded, dispersing water and fire and spreading a large area.

Seeing a way out, he did not dare to enter the house by himself, and shook his body, driving his eyes with blood, mixed with thousands of ordinary blood, and rushed in along this path.

This blood is called "Ningzhen". It took him a lot of hard work. For more than a century, he used countless elixir to make only two.

The mystery is also extremely rare. As long as he knows the channel art, the blood can be used, and within half a moment, his mana can be maintained on par with the real body, and this blood is released, if he Home-made horses in general.

The blood was the same as his face, and it was easy to confuse the opponent. Even if there were any traps on the opposite side, he could try it out. When he went to the next time in person, he could take precautions in advance.

In fact, he was originally against the enemy, and he always released the blood of both heads together, so if the three were together, there were few rivals. But in the face of Zhang Yan, he had no bottom in his heart and could only use it as a chess piece for temptation.

Zhang Yan's battle experience is rich. Seeing that Feng Qingping did not come from the empty door set by himself, and forced another way, he knew that the other party could also roughly guess his intention. This offensive was intended to be a test, and there was no existence. Divide the plan immediately.

This was also expected by him. As long as he was not forced to die at the last minute, he would be reluctant to be in danger if he wanted to come to the other side.

However, the initiative is now in his hands, as long as the opponent's means are broken one by one, he will eventually be able to force himself to come home.

So with a big wave of sleeves and a thunder, thousands of purple electric lightning burst out, like a waterfall rushing, thousands of blood rushed under the sweep of thunder, and they all broke up.

Feng Qingping's true blood is also carrying a few magic weapons. I didn't want to expose it in advance, but I can face such thunderous storms. If you don't use the means, you can only escape, otherwise it is impossible. Hold it up.

But I could n’t let it break into the inner circle, but I would give up. I had to sacrifice a jade offering in the air and spit out smoke like white silk, like brocade wadding, and thunder light came in, all inhaled into it.

And the blood does n’t care about other things, but just rushes into the thunder tide. Although this jade can absorb thunderbolts, if it is swallowed too much, it will not be able to bear it. Close the distance with Zhang Yan.

After a short while, the object broke into powder with a click, but at this moment it had rushed into the vicinity, screamed, and a group of **** glare flew from the top, and then condensed into two huge **** hands, facing the left and right. Double down.

When Zhang Yan saw it, he raised his hand gently, and raised a few lines of real light behind him, across the void, bumped his head up and banged twice, and smashed the **** hand.

The blood is deeply engulfed, and may be killed by the true light of the upper and lower Quartet at any time. Within half a moment, this mana will fall to the bottom of the valley and become as ordinary as the blood, and simply abandoned the defensive. As soon as he pressed his abdomen, he spit out a blood arrow, snorted, and shot forward with swiftness and impotence!

At the foot of Zhang Yan, a line of true light slowly rose, shaped like a wall, blocking the front, while Qian Kun Ye flew above his head, and drew down a golden curtain, but the blood arrow was extremely sharp and penetrated without delay. The real light was heavy, and the last bang hit on the leaves of Qiankun, but he bumped the golden light into a wave and shattered it.

He couldn't help raising his eyebrows. He seemed to have seen monks of the Blood Sect use such methods, but they never had such power. If Tuxing Zhenguang had blocked them once, maybe they could break through the leaves.

After using this method, the blood quickly decayed, and his body became as if it were absent, as if all his energy had been shot with a single arrow.

Zhang Yan sensed the Qi machine and saw that he was already exhausted. He couldn't compare it with the others. He shot a few thunders and broke them down completely.

Feng Qingping frowned frantically. He never expected to defeat the enemy once. This time he intended to use Zhang Yan's hidden means, but the opponent obviously hadn't used his true skill.

As a last resort, he could only try again.

Shake his body, put out another true blood, still use the treasure kettle to release the thunder, blast a path, and then from the sky, thousands of demon heads were brought over to work with the former and drive them away Put in.

This time, it was very smooth to rush to the inner circle. When it was near, the condensed blood smiled strangely, took the sapphire flute in his hand to his mouth, and slammed a slamming sound, whine , Where the sound of flute passed, the cleverness was disordered, the mana disintegrated, the true light melted away.

Seeing Zhang Yan's empty door in front of him, without any obstruction, he couldn't help but look happy, knowing that the opportunity had come, shouted, thousands of blood were swarming up immediately, as if to drown all the things ahead.

Zhang Yan heard the sound of the flute, only feeling a stagnation in her body, her mana was not working smoothly, and she frowned slightly.

Looking at the blood fluttering in the sky, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and there seemed to be red fire flames flying from his eyebrows. He looked up slightly, and then screamed into the air!

Bang!

As if the raging winds swept across the sky, thousands of blood was like a piece of paper, broken in succession, and then turned into pure aura and taken away by the cyclone. The only true blood was never dispersed, but it was also on the cloud. A shake.

At this instant, the two fine gold wires flew from nowhere, flickered in the field, staggered across them, and immediately smashed them into three segments!

Feng Qingping saw that his true blood was broken again, but he was not surprised and rejoiced, and secretly exclaimed, "He wants to come here and hide his means, which is awesome."

At the same time, he was very happy. He could see that he was physically present and was cut off by the golden light. He was afraid that he would also die on the spot. Fortunately, he tried it out in one step. Taoist magical powers, as long as you take precautions in advance, so that you can know something, you don't have to be afraid.

At this moment, his body suddenly trembled, and he couldn't help looking back and glanced south.

He could feel that the spirits from Beichen sent behind him had changed from being fierce, and gradually became calm and calm, and the battle situation should be stable.

He wouldn't think that six people would be able to beat the monk of the Three Kingdoms. Obviously, the people on his side could not support it for a long time, and the time left for him was running out.

Turning around again, staring down at him, there was a resolute expression on his face, and he secretly said, "Whether it is Zhang Yan's last resort or not, he will have to make a breakthrough, but to surpass this person, only use that trick. ! "

He possesses a magical power called "Dust of Shadow ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~", but in one breath, he can turn the Fa body into any blood on the scene.

If you use it in the fight, you can unknowingly deceive the enemy's close, and then suddenly kill, making people defenseless.

However, this method is not only necessary for the monk's triple realm monks to perform, but also consumes a lot of mana. In a battle, Feng Qingping can barely perform only three or four times, and it is in danger.

After self-learning this method, he was always ready to escape at critical moments. He didn't want to use it at this moment, but his blood didn't open up, and he lost a lot of magic weapons. The less he was, the more he forced him to take the risk.

He took a breath and thought: "If it fails this time, Tongtong will be lost. After returning to the door, he will be severely punished by the door rules, but as long as he can exhaust all the means of Zhang Yan, he will bring the news back. Going through the door, I think I can make up for it a little bit. "

The idea turned to here, and he no longer hesitated, the mana was running at full power, the blood gathered behind him more and more, and soon the whole sky was covered!

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…… (To be continued ...)