Inside Gloomy Wind Valley, two giant statues standing tall against the sky faced each other, and the air solidified due to the pressure they exuded.
Chen Xiaotian's Blood Demon Shadow is dozens of feet tall. As he waves his four arms, countless painful and twisted human faces emerge and roar on the scales. They are the embodiment of the souls he refined, full of tyrannical and chaotic will.
The Blood Pagoda behind Su Yu is completely the opposite.
It also exudes monstrous blood, but it is an ultimate, pure, cold destruction.
The backbone of the tower is ferocious, and there is no emotion in the blood-red crescent-like eyes, only indifference to all life in front of it.
"Roar!"
The first one to lose control was Chen Xiaotian.
Blood Demon Shadow let out a thunderous roar, and waved its four arms at the same time, bringing up four torrents of demonic energy as thick as plasma, encircling Blood Pagoda from different directions.
Blood Pagoda just slowly raised a hand.
That hand had slender fingers and distinct joints, like a perfect bloody work of art.
It faced one of the torrent of demonic energy and gently held it.
There was no earth-shattering noise, but the torrent of demonic energy that could tear apart the mountains was like a poisonous snake grasped by an invisible giant hand in the palm of Blood Pagoda. It twisted and struggled crazily, and was finally crushed and exploded, turning into a mist of blood all over the sky.
At the same time, three other demonic energies were approaching.
Blood Pagoda did not dodge or dodge, allowing the demonic energy to bombard its spine transformed by Pagoda Tower.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
There were three loud sounds of gold and iron, Blood Pagoda's figure remained motionless, but the three torrents of demonic energy were shaken and collapsed on the spot.
"This is impossible!"
Chen Xiaotian's eyes widened, and his mind was shaken.
His Blood Demon Art has been condensed for decades and has swallowed countless creatures. At this moment, it can't even break through the opponent's defense?
At the moment when the two giant statues were fighting and the color of the world changed, a fatal murderous intention that everyone ignored was moved.
In the distance, Li Chun, who was already at the end of his strength, had a flash of death will in his eyes.
He sprayed the last mouthful of blood on the long sword, and his whole body merged with the sword light, turning into an extremely fast stream of light, bypassing the battlefield of the colossus, and stabbing Su Yu straight into the back of the heart at an extremely tricky angle!
He bet his last life on this one-shot kill!
The bone-chilling Sword Intent instantly locked onto Su Yu.
However, Su Yu seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he didn't even look back.
At the moment when Li Chun's sword tip was about to touch the skin of his heart.
Su Yu's right foot just stamped lightly on the void beneath his feet.
"Yellow Springs Earth Vein Art"--Earth Vein Deprivation!
Boom!
Li Chun felt that the space around him suddenly sank, as if the power of the entire Gloomy Wind Valley mountains and rivers had been forcibly pulled away at this moment, turning into an invisible cage, imprisoning him in mid-air.
His figure, as fast as lightning, suddenly froze, and his face remained ferocious and determined.
"What..."
The horror in his eyes has not yet fully emerged.
Su Yu finally turned around slowly, his calm eyes falling on him, as if he was looking at a dead object.
"Want to sneak attack me?"
Su Yu's left hand is raised, the fingers are spread out, and the palm is downward.
He wasn't given any time to react.
The power of the extracted earth veins, mixed with the majestic Yellow Springs Prison Qi in Su Yu's body, gathered and compressed crazily towards his palm.
A flash of extreme dark golden light lit up in his palm, eventually collapsing into a slowly rotating, bottomless miniature abyss.
Palm Abyss·World-Burying Mountains and Rivers.
"No--!"
Li Chun finally broke free from the confinement of the earth's veins for a moment, and let out the last horrified roar in his life.
Su Yu had no expression on his face and pressed down hard with his palm.
There is no sound.
There was no explosion.
There is only the ultimate silence.
The moment the miniature abyss fell, Li Chun's figure, along with the long sword in his hand, and his final roar.
As if being wiped cleanly and cleanly from this world by an invisible eraser, not even a trace was left.
In place, only a circular spatial fault with an edge as smooth as a mirror was left, which could not be healed for a long time.
"Attendant Li!"
Chen Xiaotian's eyes were splitting. He never imagined that a top expert Earth Realm Ninth Level would be killed on the spot in such a weird and thorough way!
At the moment when his mind was lost, Blood Demon Shadow's movements showed a trace of stagnation.
Blood Pagoda seized this opportunity.
Its blood-moon-like eyes lit up for the first time, and two rays of solid blood-colored divine light burst out, instantly piercing Blood Demon Shadow's chest.
Blood Demon Shadow let out a shrill wail, and his huge body became a bit unreal.
At the same time.
Qing Province, Duke Chen's Residence.
As the center of power of the entire Qing Province, Duke's Residence is heavily guarded, with one post every three steps and one sentry every five steps. The patrolling soldiers are all elites with hundreds of battles and strong auras.
Deep in the mansion, behind an inconspicuous rockery, the shadows twisted for a while.
The figure of Yao Ming slowly emerged like a ghost.
His deep-set eye sockets shone with greed and fiery light.
As a strong Earth Realm Ninth Level Spirit Refinement, his spiritual thoughts have already spread out like a spider web, and all the defenses, formations, and secret whistles in the house are like nothing in his eyes.
"A group of sheep guarding a dragon's cave is ridiculous."
Yao Ming let out a low sneer, and his figure merged into the shadows again.
Without Chen Xiaotian and Li Chun, this impregnable Duke's Residence is just an undefended back garden to him.
He didn't alert any guards, just like a ghost, silently passing through the courtyards.
With his spiritual mind, he could clearly feel that deep in the earth beneath his feet, a majestic, vast power, full of life and destruction, was slowly pulsing.
Blood Spirit Formation!
Soon, he stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary dry well.
The mouth of the well is covered with thick stone slabs, with complex suppression runes engraved on them.
But in Yao Ming's spiritual perception, under this dry well is the entrance to that majestic power.
"Found it."
Yao Ming licked his dry lips and was about to break the restriction.
It was at this time.
Duke's Residence Outside, hundreds of feet high in the sky.
A bloody shadow, like a ghost blending into the night, quietly condensed into shape.
It is the Lord Blood Baleful Intent Hall who has returned, Zhou Tong.
He did not look in the direction of Gloomy Wind Valley, nor did he pay attention to the patrolling soldiers inside Duke's Residence.
Those deep eyes seemed to penetrate through the layers of courtyard walls and the thick surface, and landed precisely on the location of the dry well, and on... Yao Ming, who was about to take action.
The corners of his mouth curved into a cold and strange arc.
"Mantis, you're already in position."
"Then... it's time for me, the oriole, to prepare for the entrance."