Master Dan Dao

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Chapter 1212: Blood Skull

"Zhao Xueying ..."

Looking at the red figure in the air, Qin Yichen's eyes couldn't help narrowing slightly.

"Little beast, you have a big life!"

Zhao Xue cried with a sneer, and the killing in his eyes was not covered at all.

"What? Are you alone?"

Qin Yichen glanced around, but did not find Zhang Heng's figure, immediately raised an eyebrow and smiled playfully. That way, there are no more than 20 honorable strong men who surround it in the middle!

Such a arrogant gesture immediately made a anger in the hearts of the respected powerhouses around him. If it was not because Qin Yichen's previous strength was too amazing, some people would have been unable to resist him.

"Clean you up, I'll be enough!"

Zhao Xue weeped coldly, and Moreng said, "Give the holy aura and the beast core out, I can leave you a whole body!"

"Holy Fruit?"

Qin Yichen sneered, there seemed to be no fear of Zhao Xueying at all, and in his misguided eyes, his arrogant voice sounded slowly: "I want you to pick it up!"

"It seems you don't see the coffin or cry!"

Hearing that Zhao Xueying's complexion became gloomy, at the same time, a heart-wandering wave, like madness, swept away from his body, and for a time, the wind and the sky between the earth and the sky have not yet started , The momentum is extremely imposing.

From the previous brief confrontation, Zhao Xueying knew that although the latter seemed small, his strength was definitely enough to attract his attention.

Therefore, at the moment, he has no reservations, and although he didn't mention it, he is also very curious and jealous about how the latter can get rid of Bitian Mo's abdomen.

"That being the case, I'll kill you, and get it myself!"

When the words came to an end, a red mist suddenly whistled out of Zhao Xueying's sleeves. These red mists were like blood mist and extremely oozing, as if this red mist was released, it was not good for him either. Small consumption is average, Zhao Xueying's complexion has become abnormally dignified.

These red mists are used very fast, almost a few breaths of effort, are condensed in front of Zhao Xueying's body, and turned into an extremely scarlet **** skull!

With the appearance of this blood-colored skull, there seems to be a stinky smell between the heavens and the earth. Some strong men who have been modified to a lower level feel that the true elements in their bodies have become slower. Even the blood in their bodies has a faint feeling to erupt.

"Human blood skull!"

Immediately, those who leaned a little closer were quickly backed away, and the faces of many of them were a little bit changed.

The **** hand Zhao Xue weeped, with many means.

It is said that this blood-skull has absorbed the blood of countless powerful people and sealed it in its own body in a special way. Once it is unfolded, those blood will condense into a rather strange power!

This kind of power is not true or spiritual, but it tends to resent the undead!

In order to cultivate this method, I don't know how many strong men died in the hands of Zhao Xueying with hate, and this is his trick when he shot, which is enough to see that he attaches importance to Qin Yichen.

"call out!"

With the waving of Zhao Xueying's sleeve robe, the **** skull was suddenly mixed with the sound of ghosts crying and whizzing away from Qin Yichen. Everywhere in the space, red ripples appeared, like a bark. The blood river is ordinary and extremely infiltrating.

"Hum, crooked way!"

Looking at the **** skull that roared, Qin Yichen's eyes froze slightly, and then, he also sneered, grasping his fist in his hand, his arm flicked, and three fists blasted out.

"Hmm! Hmm! Hmm!"

These three punches are extremely ordinary, without any fancy, but this seems to reduce complexity to the extreme. Under one punch, the air bursts for it, forming a terrible air cannonball.

And his next punch was bombarded by the air cannonball carried by the previous punch. But it was a momentary effort. Before that, a huge air cannonball was condensed. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to have a tendency to collapse.

Immediately, in a startled gaze, the huge air cannonball hit the **** skull severely.

"Oh!"

The moment the two collided, a terrible storm of energy rippled from the impact, and ripples appeared in the space.

Under this circle of ripples, all the numbers were slammed into powder, and some of the unfortunate guys who were closer were even shocked to vomit blood.

"Break me!"

Looking at the **** skull that was eroded by countless innocent souls, Qin Yichen's eyes flashed with a cold color, and then his arm trembled and a fist blasted out. The majestic Zhenyuan whistled out like a roar. The dragon in general, with terrible fluctuations, fiercely shot at the scarlet skull deadlocked with the air cannonball.

"My God, he has been promoted to the highest level!"

As Qin Yichen used the real yuan, an exclamation sounded immediately.

All eyes looked at Qin Yichen. At this time, they just found out that this senior boy had broken through to the top of the honor in just a few days!

"damn it!"

Perceived the breath fluctuations in Qin Yichen's body, Zhao Xueying's complexion also changed suddenly.

This guy, when he is at the senior level, it is as simple as killing a chicken to deal with some of the strongest at the top level. At the moment, he has already reached the top of the top level. Is n’t he capable of challenging him? !!

"Click!"

And yet to wait for Zhao Xueying to stop, the terrible real element was already bombarded fiercely on the **** skull.

Under this majestic true element, cracks appeared on the **** skull. These cracks spread like a cobweb.

"Oh!"

Finally, under the horror eyes of many powerful men, the **** skull burst completely and burst into a smoky sky.

"Humph!"

As if the **** skull exploded, it had a lot of trauma to Zhao Xueying, and a muffled sound came quietly from his mouth and nose.

However, everyone did not see that when the skull burst, Zhao Xueying's eyes burst into the cold,

"call out!"

In the blood mist, a vague cold mang flashed past it, and at a very amazing speed, it stabbed at Qin Yichen.