Chapter 1243 New hatred and old hatred
Ge Yu and the others looked at the Blood Spirit Ancestor, and they were all stunned. All the Nine Heavens Thunders were thundering towards the Blood Spirit Ancestor. Even a mountain was about to be destroyed.
On the flat ground, however, there was no wound on the body of the Blood Spirit Ancestor. With him as the center, the area within a radius of seven or eight meters was covered with holes and holes, and huge deep pits were left on the ground.
And white smoke continued to evaporate.
But the bead floating on the head of the Blood Spirit Ancestor has shrunk many times. It was originally the size of an egg, but now it is just like a pigeon egg. The red light on it is so dim that it is almost impossible to emit light.
Then, then
And the arrogant blood spirit ancestor spewed out a large mouthful of blood, dyeing the ground red, and his body was shaking, feeling like he was about to fall to the ground at any time.
If you can catch the nine heavenly thunders of Zhou Yiyang, there is probably no one else in the world except this Blood Spirit Ancestor.
However, he also paid a heavy price for this. Seeing his appearance, he should be hurt very much.
He was originally injured, and now he is injured.
This person's cultivation is terrifying, it is indeed amazing.
After Jiu Dao Tianlei, its cultivation is inevitable.
After Zhou Yiyang was brought down nine heavenly thunders, his spiritual power was also consumed huge amounts. When he put down the Chiwen bone sword in his hand, he quickly gathered above his head.
The dark clouds suddenly disappeared, the wind stopped, and the rumbling thunder could not be heard, only a few dull sounds quietly passed by the sky.
Even the heavy rain and the storm that was blowing for no reason suddenly came to an abrupt end when Zhou Yiyang put down the sword in his hand.
The world finally returned to peace, and the world was filled with solemnity.
Quiet, deadly silence.
Everyone is immersed in the horrible Hao Hao Tianwei just now, and the mind is shocked.
On Monday, Yang Yang's horrible strength has no more than a lot of strength, and the strength of the blood spirit ancestors is also obvious to all.
There are really people in this world who can take down nine heavenly thunders.
At this time, Zhou Yiyang had consumed too much spiritual power and his face was pale. The sword fell down. He looked at the Blood Spirit Ancestor and looked surprised.
Nine thunders fell one after another, and it was impossible to kill this old devil. What force could he have to kill this person?
A kind of unreasonable despair enveloped Zhou Yiyang.
"The child of Huangkou... actually hurt me like this. My cultivation for two hundred years has been damaged so much. Today, I must kill you to relieve my hatred!"
The Blood Spirit Ancestor gritted his teeth, and his voice echoed in the blessed world of the Hengshan Sect. Hearing it in his ears made people feel a chill out of his heart.
This voice is filled with endless malice and hatred.
The next moment, the body of the Blood Spirit Ancestor suddenly moved, and in a flash, he moved dozens of meters away, waved a surging palm, and slapped Zhou Yiyang.
Zhou Yiyang's situation is not much better than the Blood Spirit Ancestor at this time, and he no longer has the strength to fight back.
However, after a brief shock, Zhou Yiyang's face quickly returned to calm. He did everything he should do, but what the result looked like was beyond his control.
However, just as the palm was about to fall on Zhou Yiyang, suddenly, a figure suddenly blocked Zhou Yiyang's face.
The figure was majestic and upright, majestic and unyielding. He held a long sword with countless runes flowing in his hand, and slashed at the one he slapped by the Blood Spirit Ancestor.
A Ling Yan's extremely sword gas suddenly sprayed out of the sword body, and a bombing sounded in the air, picked up the horrible palm of the blood spirit ancestor, and the two breaths collided in the air.
The palm wind was immediately cut in half by the sword energy and dispersed towards both sides.
Seeing that he was about to force the blood spirit ancestors around Monday Yang, he immediately paused, stopped at the place with 20 or thirty meters on Monday, and looked at the figure of the great shore.
The person who stood up just now is Wu Jiuyin. He just taught at least a hundred people into serious injuries, and then used the yin and yang Bayi countless medulla.
At this moment, he finally got out and began to fight against the Blood Spirit Ancestor.
Things have reached this point. No matter what, Wu Jiuyin has to stand up. He cannot watch his brother fall down in front of him. This is absolutely not allowed. Even if he completely exposes his strength,
It's all you can do.
In fact, the ancestor of the blood spirit has always been deeply afraid of Wu Jiuyin, because he knows that Wu Jiuyin was a super master who was able to confront the best demon Bai Maitreya.
I was seriously injured by the nine heavenly thunders. What strength do I have to fight against Wu Jiuyin at this moment?
Although he was afraid of Wu Jiuyin in his heart, the Blood Spirit Ancestor did not show it. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Wu Jiu**: "Boy, are you finally willing to take action?"
"Black of Blood Spirit, you underestimate the heroes of the world too much. There is a saying that if you do evil things, you will die. If you act against the will of heaven and become enemies of the entire world, you will inevitably end up in a miserable end. Today is yours
During the death. "Wu Jiu swayed.
"Hahaha...boy, do you think I am really afraid of you? Your great-grandfather was known as the best in the world. He was only a 50% chance to compete with me. The reason why I was misled by the miscellaneous cliques on Shenlong Island
After so many years, it is not your rape, and the baldness of the baldness of Hui Jue, the old man is a junior, you are just an ant in the eyes of the old man, why he has entered the old man's eyes, this big thing is to say
It's loud, if you want to kill me, do you have the strength?" The Blood Spirit Ancestor said gloomyly.
"Can you kill you? We have to know it before you know that when you regard it as a ants, you will step on you today!" Then, Wu Jiuyin got up the sword soul in his hand and slowly stretched out.
He came out and pointed at the Blood Spirit Ancestor.
"Okay, okay! Let's calculate all the new and old hatreds today. You old Wu family members are so damn!" said the Blood Spirit Ancestor, and a stream of blood was filled with his body again, but it was not as good as before.
It became so strong that I stretched out my hands and rushed towards Wu Jiuyin again.
Wu Jiuyin's mouth sneered intrinsic sneered, and the sword soul in his hand waved, and he shouted loudly: "The Fire Dragon Shocks the Sky!"
Chapter completed!