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Zhang Xiaojian was frightened by this strange situation and was at a loss. Did she become a legendary soul sword.

came as like as two peas in the ancient books.

This is a great good news, and they have the same secret weapon to defeat the enemy.

The soul sword and the sword soul of the seven treasure lotus have the same place, but the power is more powerful than the sword soul. I don't know how many times. What's more, his cultivation is in the middle of transforming God.

If the soul of the sword and the soul sword are used alternately, I'm afraid that few people in the world are his opponents.

The blood color thought that he was the peak state in the later period of transforming God. He bullied him on his early cultivation. Unexpectedly, he was absorbed by Jinding and forced him to break through the bottleneck in the middle period of transforming God. It seems that the words left by the old ancestor are not wrong at all, which is the basis of happiness and disaster.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaojian can't help but roar up to the sky. This smile doesn't matter, but it makes the blood outside miserable.

Xiaoqing and Changfeng can see clearly. The red light among the light blue awns suddenly surges, and the ripples are rippling. It's obvious that the Dao mang can't hold on, and it goes back and forth in circles.

Finally, the light flickered for a few times and then disappeared in an instant. The bloody face became as pale as a dead man, which was not in harmony with the red color of the body.

At this time, the red light suddenly converged and disappeared, and a vague figure appeared inside. Then it became clear that it was not other people, but Zhang Xiaojian.

"Bloody, you're still alive," a very cold voice sounded, like a bolt from the blue, reaching the bloody ears.

The spiritual pressure suddenly covered the four fields. The blood color felt very uncomfortable, and the body was very hard to move.

"In the middle of transformation." The blood color laboriously jumps out a few words.

Xiaoqing and Changfeng also feel this pressure, but also feel incredible.

"Zhang Xiaojian, don't be complacent. I'll show you today what's the unique skill of the red gate." Blood color finish saying, already took out a Dan medicine, put directly into the mouth.

At the same time, the blood color began to change. The clothes on the body danced one by one, like a red butterfly.

A layer of golden scales grew out of the bloody body. None of the scales was the size of a palm. The light floating above was indestructible.

With the emergence of golden scales, the bloody feet rise up. Before the black fog, the fog slowly condenses, and finally turns into a tiger. Although it is a little fuzzy, the momentum is very frightening.

In the face of this sudden change, Zhang Xiaojian was also surprised. He knew that the blood color must be the pill he had taken to quickly improve his accomplishments, which should be similar to his blood spirit Rune contribution.

As expected, there was a surge of spiritual power in the bloody body.

Spiritual power is constantly increasing, from the beginning of the baby directly into the transformation period.

Zhang Xiaojian's face was a little ugly. At this moment, he didn't hesitate. He made a decisive move. It was the soul of the seven treasures lotus.

Absolutely can't let him successfully complete the transformation, otherwise it won't be so easy to deal with. He knew this, so he started first.

The soul of the sword, the heaven and earth change color, the original clear sky suddenly becomes dark, the wind blows.

A knife of silver white light flash away, directly cut like blood color.

The speed is so fast that people can't see the route clearly. Only a shadow can be seen. In the shadow, a ferocious face appears, eyes are red, and the air around is compressed by fists.

Bang, a loud bang, the magic fist of the soul of the sword suddenly hit the bloody chest.

The blood color whole person flies in the air, at the same time a mouthful of blood spurts out.

The chest was like a depression, and the light of the scales was dim.

The fist shadow disappears, Zhang Xiaojian's eyes are as bright as a torch, coldly looking at the blood color lying on the ground.

Two seconds later, the blood color slowly stood up from the ground, eyes grim, sneering at Zhang Xiaojian.

The collapsed chest is recovering at the speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly it is as full as before, as if nothing had happened.

"I wipe." Zhang Xiaojian scolded.

It's too abnormal. I'm afraid the power of this pill is more powerful than the blood talisman.

It seems that you should be careful.

"Zhang Xiaojian, if you can't kill me, today is your end." Blood color word by word, that kind of cold meaning, people can't help but shiver.

"Die." Zhang Xiaojian a roar, in front of the body has formed a huge cyclone, after high-speed rotation, flash away, toward the blood killed in the past.

At that moment, the cultivation of blood color was soaring again, and had recovered to the middle stage of transforming God.

The whirlwind drill directly stabbed on the blood color huge body, that kind of creaking sound, sounds quite harsh.Scales flying, the scales on the bloody body were torn down by the whirlwind drill. Piece by piece, with flesh and blood, very disgusting.

Ah The heartrending roar came out from the bloody mouth and covered Xiao Qing's ears.

Zhang Xiaojian's mouth showed a little smile, but the smile did not bloom, it froze.

Because, he saw, there was a layer of scales growing out of the blood color. The scales looked more tough and terrifying than before. There were patterns on them.

At the same time, the cultivation of blood color has reached the peak state in the late period of transforming spirit.

Whirlwind drill is still raging around the blood color.

With a bloody sneer, a tiger roar came out and a fist was swung out. The whirlwind drill was smashed all at once. The aura was flying around and disappeared in an instant.

The whole body is covered with scales, with a vague tiger cyclone at the foot, looking at Zhang Xiaojian coldly.

"Today, it's not just you who are going to die here. Everyone is going to die here to be buried with my brother." The bloody voice sounds strange. I don't want the voice from people at all.

Zhang Xiaojian looked at the blood color coldly, and his face did not change. If he was in the early stage of transforming God, he was still a bit afraid, but now, he thinks he can fight.

The blood color launched an attack in the next second, and it turned out to be a raging sea.

the pale blue as like as two peas, forming a huge eddy, like Zhang Xiaojian, which is the same as the first time.

In the distance, Xiaoqing and Changfeng took a breath of cold air and looked pale.

Zhang Xiaojian narrowed her eyes and looked at the raging sea. With a sneering smile on her mouth, she asked, "would you like anything else?"