Chapter 2025

Xueshenzi is the original terror technique created by the old devil of blood sea. In a simple way, this set of skills is to put his original God on the sea of blood, and create countless blood god sub puppets with the benefit of blood sea. Therefore, ye qianbing Jie, though he had done a great deal of damage to the blood demon in that year's battle of the sea of blood, he failed to kill it because the sea of blood would never die.

And ye Qian's blood Shenzi used today is slightly different from that of the blood devil.

At the moment, ye Qian doesn't want to use these disciples of Shengquan sect to create the blood god son's body. At best, ye Qian's blood god son is just making several puppets that can be driven by himself.

What's more, ye Qian's current power of yuan God is not what these martial arts practitioners in Tianyuan realm can accommodate.

With Ye Qian's exclamation, those bloody inscriptions over the East China Sea immediately showed their true colors. At the command of Ye Qian, those strange looking writing symbols began to open their teeth and claws, and they were like monsters.

At the moment, the nine Tianyuan under the holy fist sect almost stood on the spot at the same time.

Feng Yun and others can see clearly that there is one thing flying out of the Lingtai of the nine Tianyuan realms for a while, but it is not so much flying out as being forced out of the body.

"Spirit?"

"It's terrible that ye Jushi forced out the spirits of the nine Tianyuan realms with the power of one person. This..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, he almost collapsed on the ground.

You should know that the spirit is a person's foundation and the gate of life. Once the spirit is forced out of the body, no matter how high your cultivation is, you can only be a walking corpse.

Don't say it's Zhen Tian and other people here. Even the young venerable in the Buddhist palace has a sad expression on his face.

And among the crowd, the most intense reaction is to hide in the side of Ye Xiuluo.

With a look of disappointment, even despair, ye Xiuluo shivered for a while and whispered: "it's over, it's over. This group of guys who don't know the height of heaven and earth are completely finished this time."

After saying this sound, ye Xiuluo turned into a black smoke and slipped into respect first. Because he knew that once Ye Qian had finished dealing with the shengquanzong group, he would have to settle accounts with himself after autumn. Therefore, if he did not leave at this time, he would never leave again.

"This leaf wave can run fast."

Looking at ye Xiuluo's disappearing body, the demon Zun snorted, but she didn't go after ye Xiuluo at the moment.

Fortunately, all the people here are frightened by Ye Qian's supernatural means, and no one cares about ye Xiuluo's going or staying.

At the same time ye Xiuluo left, ye Qian's fingers in the air lightly touched and said, "down."

In an instant, the nine blood inscriptions in the sky suddenly fell down and penetrated into the bodies that had been taken away from the spirits.

No one knows what will happen next. Even Feng Yun's lips are closed and his teeth are pounding.

When ye Qian's body fell again, the nine Tianyuan under the holy fist sect respectfully surrounded Ye Qian in the middle, then knelt down on his knees in front of all the people and cried, "see you, master."

"Nine Tianyuan, that's nine Tianyuan. It's over. It's over."

As the monk chanted, he stepped back two steps.

At the moment, the old monk looked at Ye Qian's eyes and was full of fear. You should know that the cultivation of the people in tiandaoyinmen is not much different from those of the Tianyuan disciples of Shengquan sect. If ye Qian is not happy, they will be controlled by Ye Qian one day and become the only beaters under Ye Qian's command. Thinking of this scene, the Apocalypse monk couldn't stop being afraid.

However, the great monk Tianqi's worry is superfluous. Although he said that his accomplishments were similar to those of the Tianyuan sect of Shengquan sect, he might not be equal to those disciples of Shengquan sect. After all, Shengquan sect was a martial Taoist sect. Although the cultivation of those disciples was not weak, their divine thoughts were too bad. What could they say They are all monks with great magical powers. Compared with those of Shengquan sect, shennian is too powerful. Even if ye Qian wants to force their spirits out of the body, it is not easy.

Of course, if ye Qian wants to kill them, it is easy to destroy them both physically and mentally.

Looking at the disciple of shengquanzong who was crawling under his feet, ye Qian waved his hand and said, "get up, there's nothing you can do here. Please step back to one side."

"Yes, master."

At this moment, the nine disciples under Fengyun's door have completely become Ye Qian's puppets. They dare not disobey Ye Qian's orders, and of course they don't intend to disobey.

Ye Qian gave an order, the nine Tianyuan got up like this, and then stood aside obediently.

Once again, ye Qian looked at the wind with deep meaning: "the wind allows the patriarch to accept love."

Ye Qian this simple words, but will allow the wind gas a mouthful of blood gushed out.

At the moment, the wind allowed to cover his painful chest, the breach way: "Ye Qian demon, you, you Before you kill my disciples, you destroy the foundation of our holy fist sect for thousands of years. After that, I swear that I will tear you into pieces. "Seeing that his hard-working apprentices have become bridal clothes for others, Feng Yun is now close to madness, and now he really becomes a lonely man.

In the face of the furious Feng Yun, ye Qian just laughed and said, "it's just fat. You dare to speak out. Fengyun, otherwise, I will do well today. I will accept you as a servant. It happens that my sky city is short of a person who washes clothes and mops the ground. "

"You, you, I'm angry, I'm angry, you're deceiving me too much."

Feng Yun was so angry by Ye Qian that he stomped his feet. For a time, the whole person had been blocked.

Then, in the full view of the public, Feng Yun's body suddenly floated up. He had a violent uprising all over his body. The fierce fighting of the warrior made the East China Sea begin to roll behind him.

"Three Emperors subdue evil fist, open the sky."

With a yell, the familiar emperor's magnanimity reappears behind Fengyun, and the laws of the three emperors of heaven, earth, and man follow each other. It is obvious that Fengyun is going to fight hard with Ye Qian.

Seeing this scene, no matter whether it is the Tianqi monk or the tiandaoyinmen, everyone subconsciously retreats to prevent suffering from the disaster of the pond fish.

Just at the moment when Feng Yun is ready to blow ye Qian's head with one blow, something strange happened.

The three emperors' Dharma Xiang, who appeared behind Feng Yun's back, disappeared suddenly. Even the strength of Feng Yun's whole body was weakened by half. At the moment, Feng Yun felt that his whole body's strength had been drained for a while.

"How could this happen? How could it be so?" Feng Yun looks at his hands in surprise, and his face is full of amazement.

But at the moment, ye Qian, who stands majestically on the beach, sneers: "don't you understand? Your three emperors' Voldemort fist is invalid for me. Give it up, you can't win me."

"No way. I don't believe it. I don't believe it."

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