Draw blood and rise. That’s resentment. Unwilling to condense them, they fly higher.
See gossip bodhi old zu grabbed auditions lyre right hand toward the flying blood clap a palm.
"Bang!"
If the palm of your hand obstructs you, you can shoot the blood ball and easily "smash" it.
The Hunger bodhi old zu not gas instead of laughing at some schadenfreude at gossip bodhi old zu.
The Hunger bodhi old zu soon realized himself. When he saw that the blood ball was broken and scattered into several tiny blood drops, it filled Fiona Fang for dozens of days, and the whole day turned red at that moment, like a rain of blood falling from the sky.
This blood rain is mixed with unwilling resentment. If it is true, I don’t know how many people will become bloodthirsty and crazy and how many killings will be caused.
"I’m going to bloodbath several Xiandao Zongmen this time, so I just saved some effort by lending your hand today."
Whisperwind bodhi old zu cursed a "damn"
The Hunger’s bodhi old zu is bloody. If this place is really killing, his blood-filled strength will surely rise. Even though he is very confident in his strength, he is not completely sure that he can keep the other side.
And once The Hunger’s bodhi old zu escaped so viciously, I don’t know how many lives will be killed.
The bodhi old zu immediately took the magic weapon, the lyre, and walked in the blood rain with both hands.
"Bao Shu Feng rises to Yun Qi!"
Suddenly, the whole heaven and earth gossip bodhi old zu center Fiona Fang dozens of miles have all the wind swept the whole battlefield high.
The rain that is about to drop blood is also instantly swept up by the strong wind and headed for a higher place.
As the blood and rain continue to rise, the original forms also change, and they melt into fog, and the red fog hangs high in the sky.
When the wind blows away, the monks are not there yet. They just dodged a bullet.
The world of blood and rain in Fiona Fang disappeared in an instant for dozens of miles, and it was replaced by an awning, and I don’t know how many red clouds there are.
At the same time, the battle between the Taoist priest and the Taoist priest reached a white-hot stage.
Ling Youdao is hiding in the dark and unexpectedly slaying a magic magic magic elixir, leaving two magic magic magic elixirs to be shocked and afraid to read aloud and retreat in a hurry.
Both sides of Zhengmo Road have mutual damage and win and lose.
The power of the right path is stronger, but it is suppressed by the weaker Taoist priest.
This is not only because the Taoist priests are good at killing and fighting all the year round, but the most important reason is that the right forces choose to keep their strength as much as possible.
To put it bluntly, the Taoist monks are barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, and few of them have a burden.
Unlike the ten-way immortal Taoist forces who came to support Tianqin sea area, there are too many concerns in their hearts. If the leader then the real person dies in battle, the forces will be destroyed. If the bottom monks suffer too many casualties, it will be difficult to recover for a long time.
It’s hard to exert real power with such a burden, but it’s like going through the field
Many Taoist priests are not afraid of life and death, and some people have come to report that the support of so-and-so has been defeated by Taoist priests, causing heavy casualties.
In the future, several powerful forces of the Ling family will defeat and kill a large number of magic monks.
High on the battlefield, the bodhi old zu in The Hunger saw blood and rain, and the bodhi old zu in The Hunger was furious. "Old hag, how dare you make a bad seat and make you look good?"
"Hum, you devil’s practice magic power should be killed like this. It’s not that you want me to look good, but that I will accept your devil today."
"What a boastful old hag is just fighting with a magic weapon, the lyre, which can win the seat and give up the seat with fear.
If you don’t have the lyre, how can you be an opponent? "
Ordinary magic weapon is enough for The Hunger bodhi old zu to be careful to deal with the top magic weapon, let alone the lyre. He is even more terrified and really doesn’t want to touch it unless he has to.
The bodhi old zu of Feng Hua didn’t listen to him and offered a lyre to pluck six strings.
"Tianyin Six-string Music!"
The difficulty of displaying the six-string music of Tianyin is not a simple multiple, so we can measure more good things. Understanding the melody together and cooperating with the lyre of Tianyin.
It has been 700 years since the ancestors of Fengyi inherited the lyre. At present, it is still a long way from displaying the lyre.
The attack power of the Tianyin Hexagram displayed by her early Yuanying convent is comparable to that of the monks in the middle Yuanying period.
At the beginning of Yuanying, the monks held a magic weapon, and at the middle of Yuanying, it was common for the monks to draw even, but it was a pity that the bodhi old zu could not fully exert the power of the magic weapon Tianyin lyre.
Otherwise, the words can’t kill the tenacious The Hunger bodhi old zu, but also let him escape in a seriously injured way.
In the face of the bodhi old zu The Hunger, the bodhi old zu who displayed the six-string genre language, he was suddenly on edge.
"Spirituality is a bloody sea!"
The Hunger’s bodhi old zu is like a bucket pricked by a needle, and its blood gushes out from the inside.
For a moment, he disappeared all over the place, and the blood flowed in the battlefield and high school. Just a few breaths covered dozens of days in Fiona Fang.
The bodhi old zu holding the lyre looked at the sea of blood.
"Hide inside I can’t hurt you? Ridiculous! "
The Hunger’s bodhi old zu turned into a sea of blood, and his other body is hidden in the sea of blood. If he can’t find his other body, it will be difficult to hurt him.
A wisp of seven-string music from the sky enters the blood medium in the sea of blood, which is broadcast quickly.
The Hunger’s bodhi old zu escaped from the celestial six-string music in the blood sea, but the later he could, the smaller the area he fled.
"I found you."
Whispering bodhi old zu’s eyes are cold, five fingers pluck six strings, and a whistling sound is emitted from the lyre to lock the bodhi old zu The Hunger in the bloody sea.
For a moment, the sound of the bodhi old zu bleeding from the blood in the sky
"The treasure is bloody!"
The words sound just fell and a sea of blood churned up again and again, hitting the incoming sound. After more than a dozen turns of attack, the sound was finally scattered.
A sea of blood rolled to the wind, and the bodhi old zu wanted to pull him into the sea of blood.
Whispering bodhi old zu is not afraid to step into the sky.