Chapter 239 Battle Track

Jiao Zhu's eyes suddenly changed, with a bit of alertness and shock in the cold

"You have refined Xin Feng's holy bone?"

Jiao Zhu's voice was unbelievable, and he also became more convinced of his previous speculation.

It must be Caihuang, the old thief, who has been secretly cultivating this kid from the beginning, just to relax his vigilance.

This time Caihuang's meridians were blocked and injured. Jiao Zhu was glad that he did not hesitate at all. Otherwise, when Caihuang's condition recovered, it would be difficult for him to deal with these two people.

When Jiao Zhu faced Wu Hen, he didn't dare to be careless.

The blood grains around him quickly condensed in the air and turned into a huge blood-colored phantom!

This phantom is like an evil god, with its wings spreading, covering the entire Chigang, and the sense of oppression is so strong that it is breathtaking.

The phantom quickly condensed, and the burnt candle was like a demon saint's energy, and its palm claws became even more ferocious. Every time it hit Wu Hen's body, it seemed like it was about to tear apart the space. Countless blood lights gathered behind him, like a surging sea tide, which invisibly brought great pressure to Wu Hen!

Each palm claw is a terrifying tide swallow. The first-level spiritual vision cannot see the dynamics of these blood grains at all. In this way, Wu Hen can only retreat again and again.

The Jiao Zhu in front of him has no physical body. The power he rolled up changed so fast. The last move was a blood-colored giant collision, and the next moment it turned into a blood-colored wave and fell from the sky. When Wu Hen had just broken the blood waves all over the sky, Jiao Zhu condensed back into a human form and slapped the blood-flame palm at Wu Hen. The huge palm prints touched the earth and would explode the terrifying blood-flame red pool. These blood-flame red pools compressed Wu Hen's moving area, making him feel like he was in a blood-colored purgatory.

The offensive was wild and almost never stopped. This was contrary to the operation of the holy breath that Wu Hen knew. Is the holy child in this anxious body a giant child? Why can it continue to provide holy breath in this way, with a steady stream of power without diminishing at the same time!

Just by a giant golden spirit shadow, you also want to ride on my head? "Killed candle is like a blood shadow madman, his magical powers are extremely elusive. I don't know whether the blood grains around me are his realm or his original spirit.

His voice seemed to come from all directions. Wu Hen had a third-level hearing and could not lock in his true body.

The surroundings are full of red pools of blood flames, and even the air is filled with hot blood steam. These flames and blood mist will suppress Wu Hen's perception and actions. In addition, Jiao Zhun's offensive is ever-changing, and the combat skills learned in the Painting World are difficult to achieve.

If you can't lock this guy's body, you can only chop it out for him!

Wu Hen could no longer retreat, and the thunder factor around him was already strong enough!

He raised his sword and swept it, and a golden thunder and lightning arc shone around, dispelling the rich blood-colored steam for Wu Hen.

The light of lightning is increasing, and a phantom is shining.

Wu Hen suddenly came out with this light and shadow, and he jumped like lightning

The sword tip pointed directly at the phantom of the Jiao Candle,

His movements seemed fast, but they were as steady as Mount Tai. With the long-accumulated thunder, all poured into Jiaozhu!

The sword intent is erratic and the golden thunder is intertwined.

The vast sword intent rolled up an extremely gorgeous sword-mounted storm and slashed hard at Jiao Zhu's blood-colored phantom.

Seeing this, Jiao Zhu rolled all the blood flames together to form a huge pool of blood flames.

Bang!!!”

The Sword Storm and the Blood Flame Molten Pool were stirred together and continued to spread towards the entire Red Port.

The golden snow and the blood-colored fire collided with each other, dissipated with each other, and intensified with each other to form a more intense substance, which eventually exploded and formed one rising energy mountain after another in the center of Chigang!

Above the Energy Mountain, two figures flew.

One person holds a sword, the sword light is like ink, like the fairy martial arts in landscape paintings, with a tall and majestic figure; the other person changes like a demon, with a blood-red shadow covering the sky and the sun. Every time he takes action, he will turn into a hideous and huge ferocious beast. One person seems to have hundreds of demon kings coming to the world together, encircling and suppressing the sword holders in various ways.

During the continuous stage of the Energy Mountain, Wu Hen was fully focused, and the battle track preview appeared in his mind!

At this moment, Jiao Zhun's attack was so dense that it was breathless. Wu Hen knew that the other party's temptation had been completed and he wanted to use a real killer move.

The three senses of vision, taste and hearing interact. Even if there is constant churning energy mountain interference under your feet, Wu Hen can also capture the dynamics of the burnt candle.

This dynamic is like slowing down time. When Jiao Zhu is using his magical powers, Wu Hen can see the whole process clearly.

First of all, Jiao Zhu's body was covered with blood flames!

This layer of blood flame is the same as the blood burning technique performed by the disciples of the Holy Sect, but the

This layer of blood flame is obviously stronger and stronger. It can not only make the holy breath in Jiao Zhu's body flow out continuously, but also make Jiao Zhu's body become majestic and indestructible.

When the blood flame is steamed, the blood gas seeping out of the pores will change, turning from gas into grains.

These crystals are much higher than blood qi and blood flame. They are controlled by Jiao Zhun and change at an extremely fast speed. Whether they turn into surging blood tides or turn into demon beasts, they can be completed in an instant...

At first, Wu Hen always thought that this was Jiao Zhu's original spirit, and that he decomposed his body into these substances.

But this time Wu Hen saw clearly that Jiao Zhu had actually maintained his human form and did not change the magical powers of all things. However, every time he used this blood crystal to transform, a layer of crystal would condense into his skin, allowing him to hide in the numerous substances around him!

Therefore, it is always transformed into gas, but the breath of the burnt candle is more advanced, not completely gaseous.

No matter how small the substance around the pupil is, Wu Hen will be captured.

Jiao Zhu's fierce attack was also resolved by Wu Hen, calm and patiently, Wu Hen finally saw a blurred human form from the twisting and rotating blood crystal fluctuations. The human form moved very quickly. He raised his palm and the surrounding grains turned into terrifying blood claws...

"Swoosh!

Wu Hen suddenly accelerated, like a magical surfer, walking through the terrifying waves, terrible energy hit him, but he was always one step slower

The sword spirit stirred up a dead abyss and instantly devoured Jiao Zhu's body, shackled him in this powerful purple quagmire.

A sword slashed at Jiao Zhu's face,

Jiao Zhu was shocked. He could not understand the dead abyss released by the sword in Wu Hen's hand. In this dead abyss, his blood grains were completely out of control, as if they were frozen in space.

Realizing that he could not dodge, Jiao Zhu activated the saint child in his body, and quickly spread out a solidified force with his heart as the center. At the moment Wu Hen's sword was slashed down, he turned himself into a blood-colored holy crystal.

Every inch of skin on his body was extremely strong and holy crystal slashed on it, and even felt that the sword in his hand was about to be shaken open!

Old bird turtle!

Caihuang has a turtle personality. The magical power mastered by Jiao Zhushijun cannot be broken, and the Death Sword cannot be cut open. You should know that after Xiaoyi's sword spirit was promoted to the level of the sword boy, its sharpness increased by countless levels. Killing the tyrant tiger armor was like cutting tofu.

As a result, Jiao Zhushi Jun was slashed like this strongly, and Jiao Zhu could withstand it. How outrageous was he cultivating his bloodline? Except for a certain part of his body, everything else was as hard as a crystal diamond?

I want to see how long you can hold on!"

Jiao Zhu's shackled body gradually recovered and he broke free from the Death Abyss, and then spat a mouthful of blood at Wu Hen!

Under the preview of the battle track, Wu Hen had already sensed his movements.

Jiao Zhu is using the advanced holy decision - Totem Bloody Scream!

Xin Feng's roar of blood destroyed the strongest star-fighting craftsman in humans.

This kind of power is absolutely impossible to withstand with Wu Hen's current defensive measures. Fortunately, he previewed this scene and immediately rose to Yunkong. He flew as high as possible, and kept a distance from this Jiao Zhu thief as possible!

Jiao Zhu's defense and offense transformation was very smooth. The crystals that had solidified on his body instantly turned into crystal dust. They all moved to Jiao Zhu's chest. As Jiao Zhu opened the mouth of the lion demon, the blood-colored crystal dust turned into a roar of gods and demons, swept into the sky.

A funnel-shaped roar suddenly appeared in the vast starry sky of Chigang. The roar was like a glutton devouring the galaxy. The bright starlight disappeared, and the night sky completely dimmed, and it really bit off a large piece!

Wu Hen was so scared that he trembled all over his body in the ice race.

Fortunately, I used the battle track preview and ran away quickly in advance, and then I was slower.

Diandian, he was swallowed by the totem blood roar. Even if he was a fourth-level extraordinary body, without powerful defensive magical powers, he would definitely be buried in the roar and torn into pieces!

Taking a deep breath and regulating his breath with his skin, spiritual breathing clouds from all directions surged, quickly replenishing the consumed holy breath and spiritual energy for Wu Hen.

Little bastard, go to death!

Jiao Zhu suddenly came up with the unwavering roar. From the earth to the cold place of the starry sky, it was only a moment ago. He was the most tragic and always suppressed Wu Hen.

Wu Hen's hands holding the sword were still a little numb, but fortunately he did not relax his vigilance.

The other hand had already clenched into a fist. At the same time as the spiritual energy came, a momentum also formed around Wu Hen. Although the starlight in all directions was hidden, the area where Wu Hen was invisibly emitting a divine beauty!

Dad’s Gorge Fist!

At the height of the sky, Jiao Zhu was between the cold sky and the earth. Suddenly, Jiao Zhu looked up and saw that there were a series of connections above him.

Mianshen Mountain, these sacred mountains are extremely steep, completely like the Heavenly Gorge Pass. The barren dark area of ​​Chigang is reflected into a magnificent dusk scenery, brilliant and magnificent!

The scene in front of me was not only magnificent and magical, but also gave them an annihilation when they descended from the heavenly realm. Jiao Zhu suddenly realized that this kid was forced to this state and actually had a big trick hidden!

This is definitely not the power of the Holy Sect, but Si Guan is not inferior to any advanced decision-making. Whether it is its momentum or its power, it suppresses all his abilities, so that the extremely fierce Jiao Zhu reveals a sense of insignificance!
Chapter completed!