Chapter 1260

While talking, the black Qi of the blood practice venerable suddenly soared, and the power of terror spread from the black Qi. The four pestles on his body seemed to detect something, and the golden light suddenly soared.

"Hum, I've been sleepy for so many years. Do you still want to sleepy me now?" Noticing the glittering golden light of the demon subduing pestle on his limbs, the blood refining venerable appeared a disdainful smile on his face and said coldly:

"Break it for me!"

As soon as his voice fell, the black gas spread all over him immediately spread at an amazing speed and eroded the demon subduing pestle nailed to the limbs of the blood refining venerable.

Boom!

With this strange black gas gradually attached to the pestle body, the golden light of the four pestles suddenly burst out, just like the light of the four suns, but everyone can see that the light like the sun is not as dazzling as expected, but like the sunset that the four are about to fall.

The four pestles are exerting their last strength to suppress the blood refining venerable, but with the continuous outbreak of black gas around the blood refining venerable, the golden light of the four pestles gradually becomes thin.

It doesn't take long for these four pestles to completely lose their original function.

"No, we can't let the evil repair God break free from the shackles of the demon subduing pestle. Younger martial brother Lingkong, let's join hands to suppress the evil repair God!"

Elder martial brother Lingtian saw this scene, his face showed a dignified color and his voice was low. He said to younger martial brother Lingkong next to him.

"Good!" Hearing the speech, Lingkong nodded without hesitation.

Immediately, the two hands were folded, the treasure was solemn, the Buddha light was shining all over them, and the strands of golden internal force spread from their bodies, and finally condensed into a palm and a seal.

Brother Lingtian opened his eyes first, and his face was ferocious, like an angry King Kong: "xuanjie advanced ancient martial arts, arhat Brahma seal!"

As soon as his voice fell, the momentum of the Buddha seal condensed by the golden internal force in front of him soared, as if condensed with the Buddhist spirit of Sanskrit, which was suppressed by the blood refining venerable.

At this time, Lingkong's eyes also opened slowly. There was a little more golden light in those clear eyes. His right hand picked up the Buddha palm and slowly pushed it out towards his chest: "low-level ancient martial arts, big day Buddha palm!"

Boom!

As soon as his voice fell, the Buddha's palm in front of him expanded rapidly at an amazing speed and finally turned into a five finger mountain. If it wasn't night at the moment, the five finger mountain would attract the attention of the students on the campus of Lincheng University.

The next second, as the right palm of Lingkong suddenly waved forward, the huge Five Finger Mountain swept towards the blood refining venerable.

The attack of the two men was almost carried out at the same time, mixed with the momentum of terror, which was suppressed at the head of the blood refining venerable.

"Hum, two Lingshan envoys from the innate realm also want to suppress me? Overestimate their strength!" Seeing this scene, the blood refining venerable sneered and said with disdain.

While he was talking, the four pestles that suppressed him gradually lost their strength under the erosion of black gas, and finally collapsed under the eyes of everyone.

The four demon subduing pestles disappeared, and the blood refining venerable only felt that the sense of oppression for many years suddenly disappeared. Those disappeared forces returned at an amazing speed, and the momentum of his whole body rose rapidly, with strong winds around him.

"These two monks are going to be terrible." Wang Xiao, who hid behind the tree to watch the play, shook his head and smiled.

On one side, Song Ming, Feng Li and Lin Hua nodded in agreement.

Sure enough, as Wang Xiao's voice fell, the palm and seal of Lingtian and Lingkong had come to the blood refining venerable.

After seeing the two attacks, the blood trainer slowly raised a radian at the corners of his mouth, as if he didn't pay attention to the two attacks at all. His right hand slowly stretched out and grabbed it with a palm and a seal.

Bang!

The two collided, and a dull sound suddenly sounded in the air. The terrible power of one palm and one seal suddenly broke out between the hands of the blood refining venerable, and the violent power turbulence roared in the air.

However, the blood refining venerable who took this blow was like a person who had nothing to do. He completely ignored the violent power that erupted in the palm of his right hand. The black gas on his right arm spread crazily, blocking all the Golden Buddha power.

Boom!

Then, under the stunned eyes of Lingkong and Lingtian, he made a sudden effort with his right hand. The two roads gathered Lingkong. The Golden Buddha power that Lingtian and Lingtian hit with all their strength was smashed and turned into countless Golden Buddha points.

"Just Golden Buddha power, it's hard to hurt me!" The blood refining venerable raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said word by word.

His tone was very gentle, as if he were saying a very ordinary thing.

When Lingtian and Lingkong saw this scene, they looked frightened. Even their strongest blow could not suppress the evil Xiuyuan God in front of them. What should we do next?

Lingtian is a senior brother after all. He is a few years older and has rich experience. Soon he came back to his senses. He protected Lingkong behind him and said in a deep voice: "younger martial brother, go quickly and bring the things here back to Lingshan. I'll hold the evil cultivation God!"

He obviously knew that they could not fight the blood refining venerable by their strength. Now the only choice was to stay and entangle the blood refining venerable, and let the younger martial brother go back to Lingshan to bring back the news of the evil Xiuyuan God.

He didn't lose his duty to keep the younger martial brother alive!

Even if... It's a bet on your life!

Hearing the speech, Lingkong showed a look of amazement on his young face. He immediately shook his head and said, "no, elder martial brother, I won't go. I want to fight side by side with you!"

Hearing the younger martial brother's words, Lingtian's eyes widened, and there was no Zen Mind in normal days: "younger martial brother, listen to the elder martial brother's words, we are not the opponent of the evil cultivation yuan God. If you stay, you will only die in vain. Go quickly, I'll hold him down, and you will avenge the elder martial brother in the future!"

"Elder martial brother..." Lingkong wanted to say something, but Lingtian didn't give him a chance to speak, so he turned and rushed to the blood refining master.

The golden light of Lingtian's whole body soared, and there was Sanskrit circulation on his body. With the circulation of Sanskrit, his skin and flesh seemed to become as hard as iron.

When Lingkong saw this scene, his eyes were red.

"Hehe, what a martial brother. It's a pity that you two can't go today. Two spiritual practitioners' bodies are my great tonic!"

Seeing this scene, the blood refining venerable raised a sneer at the corners of his mouth and said with a ferocious face.

While he was talking, elder martial brother Lingtian, who was covered with golden light, rushed in front of him. Seeing this, he waved his right hand casually, and a black breath swept away at elder martial brother Lingtian's body like a wave and river.

First, change.