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Standing on the ground less than ten Zhang away from aoqin, Hong Ling's sword has already made a long mark on the ground. In the hundreds of Zhang long small gully, there is a continuous stream of violent sword meaning, just like the killing intention of a young man at this time.

The boy raised his boots and stomped on the ground. A transparent ripple spread from the center of his foot to all around. And the tiny sword mark engraved on the earth was suddenly torn by a strong force. It was just like the terrifying destructive power brought by the Earth Dragon turning over, which made the sword mark turn into an immeasurable natural moat.

Boom! Hot magma, out of this huge crack. The red flame is just like the fireworks in Tianqi city in March. They are rolling behind Hongling, melting the ice and Snow Demon power scattered by aoqin in the void.

"Interesting small means, matchless son of a generation, your attack technique, is really endless!" Aoqin looked at Hongling and said, "I don't understand why you can easily control the power of such complicated laws. Remember, one's energy is always limited. If you practice too much, you will only overdraw your potential. And you, a little monk from the lower world, how far can you go in the future? "

Hongling looked at aoqin, who was very strange at this time, and did not speak. He gently raised his sword and pointed to the sky. Immediately, the magma in the fissure of the earth was pulled by his Qi engine and rose rapidly to the sky. They are constantly converging in the void, slowly condensed into a burning dragon.

Hiss, the sharp sword cuts off, throws out a fierce sword spirit in the void. The sword of terror, touching the dragon in the void, shoots towards aoqin. Oh! The Dragon roared wantonly, and the inflamed Qi on his body became more intense with the continuous influx of the spiritual power of heaven and earth. The whole sky is constantly collapsing, revealing its starry night sky.

In the distance, aoqin, shrouded in the whirlpool of blood, suddenly looks up at the moment. On the ice bow in his hand, there is a small dragon in essence floating. This horrible creature condensed by thick plasma, at this time, it senses the rapid explosion of the dragon, and its scales suddenly open.

Aoqin stroked the blood Jiao's body with his hand, and a thread of sticky blood was picked up on the fingertips of his five fingers. These scarlet blood silk, slowly from the scale of blood Jiao, struggling to wriggle in his fingertips. The Jiaozu's Tianjiao pupil is locked, and the Demon power is pouring into the five strands of blood silk.

Blood quickly condensed into five scarlet blood arrows, quietly suspended in front of aoqin. He stretched out his hand and pulled away the bow string. The whole person was like a swan flapping his wings. He let go of the long bow like a full moon with a bang. Hiss, five arrows in the air, at this moment by the inexplicable force of traction, toward Hongling blasted away.

Their strength is the same as that of the blood arrow which had previously hit the sharp. Aoqin believed that once the matchless son was hit, he would never survive. When the time comes, the strength of this young man will be turned into nutrients, which will give birth to an unparalleled pride of heaven for the Jiaos.

Aoqin didn't pay attention to the bloody arrows. Instead, he shot up into the sky in a flash, holding a long bow and shooting towards the dragon. In the void of his whole body, at this time, the blood bowstring appeared all over the sky. These sharp metal threads, constantly dancing and interweaving, like a spider's web, protect the Jiaozu Tianjiao.

"Hum, just a virtual creature condensed by the law of fire, even if it is a dragon, but also want to show off in front of me?" Aoqin snorted coldly and grasped in the void. At this moment, a wisp of scarlet blood hung from the huge blood whirlpool in the sky, and condensed into an arrow burning with blood fire in his palm.

He opened his bow and arrow, let go of the string again, and shot the burning arrow at the lower jaw of the dragon. All the bowstring in the void, at this moment, was pulled by a huge demon force, and burst out with the flame arrow. Hiss, the rocket directly broke through the fiery magma on the surface of the flaming dragon body and disappeared into it. At this time, the bloody bowstring is constantly dancing and penetrating into the whole body of the dragon.

"Oh The fiery dragon roared in pain. On its body, at this time, there is a sky of blood bowstring in the continuous shuttle. These sharp metal wires, like swimming snakes, constantly entangle the flame dragon. And, the wisps of blood mist are constantly eroding and assimilating the law in the body of the dragon.

In Yanlong's body, the original brand of divine consciousness belonging to Hongling was actually shattered by Shengsheng at this moment. A sharp bow string, at this time will be bound, slowly transforming Hongling's true Qi into aoqin's Demon power. The originally tyrannical dragon hovered in the void at this moment. Its haughty head, at this time slowly bent down, toward aoqin issued the meaning of submission.

Aoqin grabs in the void and takes out a bloody bow string in an instant. These scarlet threads, like living nematodes, pricked into his palm with a snort. He moved his hand at will, and the wisps of Demon power and divine consciousness went down the bowstring into the dragon's body.

Oh, the Dragon suddenly turned its head at this moment and roared wantonly at Hongling. At this time, aoqin's palm constantly manipulated all the laws in the dragon's body. These forces, by the strong will of rapid convergence, seems to be about to blow out."Hongling, the matchless son of the world, I enslaved the magma dragon you summoned with bowstring. I wonder how you feel after watching it? Do you want me to teach you the puppet manipulation skill of the self inherited Jiaozu, as long as you are willing to submit to me! " Aoqin stood on the top of the dragon, smiling at Hongling. He didn't expect the white clothes son to be soft, but it was good to be disgusted to him!

Hong Ling raised her head slightly, looked at the Dragon manipulated by aoqin's bowstring, and then glanced at the five bloody arrows which were shot rapidly. Her eyes were full of dignified color. Aoqin, who has devoured most of his accomplishments and blood, has grown to the point where he can compete with himself. However, this does not mean that he, the matchless son of Chu, will lose.

Boom! The fierce dragon breath gushes from the dragon's kiss, and rushes towards the Hongling below. The young man did not have time to think about it. He took out a mass of sand and stone with his left hand and refined it with the vast five element thick soil principle. He flung the sand and stone towards the dragon breath. In an instant, the quicksand burst out, rapidly forming a whirlpool sandstorm in the void.

The fiery dragon breath beat on the whirlpool, but failed to defeat it. Instead, it ignited it directly. Hongling's pupils were locked, and in an instant, he condensed countless burning stalagmites in the burning sandstorm. These stone cones, which are like burning red iron blocks, burst into the roaring dragon in the whirl of the sandstorm.

Seeing the burning sandstorm, aoqin quickly retreated. He moved his hand and steered the Dragon towards the sandstorm. In an instant, the two hit each other hard. Boom! The dragon was stabbed directly by the burning cone. On its huge body, I don't know how many stone cones pass through it, and in an instant it is ground into powder by a sandstorm. But after the sand storm killed the dragon, it still went to aoqin.

From aoqin enslaved Yanlong to Hongling destroyed it by sandstorm. This complicated confrontation has been completed in a short time. Between the electric light and flint, the two young masters are actually who can't help but who.

"It seems that the inheritance secret skill in your mouth doesn't seem to work very well. Aoqin, I don't know if you can stop this magma sandstorm? " Hongling coldly looked at the Jiaozu Tianjiao in the void, then turned her head and looked at the five bloody arrows.

When the young man frowned, he could see that the five blood arrows contained a terrible power of swallowing. It is very similar to the natural erosion demon mine, but in the phagocytic capacity, or weak. At the thought of this, Hong Ling no longer hesitated. He let go of his sword and held it in the void with his divine sense. White hands quickly play the mysterious sword formula, in an instant will be sad God sword completely wake up.

Hongling pupil lock, hands follow a minute. In a flash, there is a magic sword light above the God of sorrow. Immediately, this piece of heavenly mandate emperor's instrument rapidly split and turned into a strong defensive barrier in front of him. The youth's mind rises again, and awakens the phagocytosis attribute of tianero demon mine in the sad God sword.

He doesn't use this power very much. It's because the quality level of the God of mercy is very high. Even if it's a monster that devours the heaven's destiny, it's hard to make it evolve again. As for Hongling himself, he doesn't use the method of swallowing to enhance his own strength. Although it is fast to improve his accomplishments by such means, it will make his foundation unstable, so he is not often used.

Aoqin's blood arrow is really disgusting, so Hongling would think of using the power of the sky erosion demon mine to resist this devouring power. As for the result, although he did not have an accurate judgment, he had never been disappointed by the tianeclipse demon mine.

Bang bang bang! The five arrows stabbed at the sword Qi barrier of the God of sorrow, bringing a violent and bloody wave. These bloody waves, rapid liquefaction, like a stream of thick sludge, are constantly covering up the ten sad swords.

At the moment of their emergence, Hongling felt that the power of the sad sword was being plundered. The end of these forces is aoqin, who is breaking through the magma sandstorm with brute force in the distance. Fortunately, tianeclipse demon mine did not disappoint him. It perfectly decomposed most of the phagocytic power of this plasma.

Hongling stood in the center of the sword array. A huge dark gold array spread slowly under his feet. Aoqin in the distance has begun to break through the magma sandstorm, and he can no longer waste time. Although the plasma was difficult to entangle, it was not unbreakable for him.

Hum! The sharp metal buzzing sound emerged in the dark gold array. A series of fine veins are spreading from the eyes of the array to the surrounding areas. They outline many mysterious totems and depict countless primitive seal characters.

The young man bent down and pressed his right hand palm in the center of the array eye, as if he was groping for something. Soon, his original swimming palm, then slowly inlaid into a groove in the eyes of large bursts, the palm has a blazing fire gushing out.

Boom! The blazing dark golden flame ignited the whole array. This is a dark golden flame transformed from the power of the ten heavenly realms. Its destructive power is still above the true fire of Samadhi. At this time, these flames constantly toward the ten plasma attached sad God swords, and instantly ignited them.

Hiss! Wisps of black smoke, slowly emerging. It was like the pungent smell of charred feathers that made it hard to breathe. At this time, the plasma, which had been swallowing the power of the law of the pathetic sword, was constantly burning. They continue to wriggle, slowly gathered together, condensed into a blood snake.Gaya! It is just like the shrill sound of a ghost baby roaring from the mouth of a burning blood snake, echoing constantly in the void. The shrill sound made the monks in the holy land who were watching the battle in the distance cover their ears with pain, but it was no use at all. This whistling sound directly affects the soul. Hong Ling, if not for him, is too powerful. I'm afraid he will also be affected by it.

In the distance, aoqin, who is struggling to fight against the magma sandstorm, is burning with the same blazing flame. A series of illusory blood colored threads emerge in the void, connecting aoqin with those burning blood snakes. At the moment, they are also burning a blazing flame, and affected the Jiaozu Tianjiao.

"Ah Aoqin curled up in pain. At this moment, the magma sandstorm, which had been intercepted by him, lost the power to resist it, and in an instant devoured the immortal demon of Jiaozu.

HISHI, a sharp bow string, constantly gushing from the magma sandstorm. They slowly tear apart the force of the sandstorm, as if to pull aoqin out of it. However, Hongling will not let it succeed. The boy got up suddenly and quickly opened his arms.

Hum! The great array under his feet, now rapidly rotating. Those dark golden veins that formed the array, as well as the mysterious totem and seal script, quickly gathered in front of him. The ten sad swords, however, have long been in the air. They slowly reverse the blade and point to aoqin in the distance.

Dazzling halo, slowly in Hongling's hands between rapid compression. Meanwhile, the ten swords of sadness are constantly blending into one and falling into the light. With the halo slowly extinguished, a long sword burning with countless mysterious marks all over the body was singing and trembling in the air in front of Hongling's chest. From these inscriptions, the violent power of destiny emerges constantly.

Hong Ling's open arms were closed directly at this moment. He shrunk his palms, quickly drew back his arms, and gave a quick push. Boom! The furious Qi machine bombards the end of the sword handle of the God of mercy. The terrifying force of destiny, rolling it, toward the distant constantly rolling magma sand storm to break the air.

Bang, aoqin broke through the burial of the magma sand storm, and had no time to extinguish the dark golden flame on his body. Suddenly, there was a sharp metallic whistling in the void. In his eyes, which are almost lax in focus, only this sword rainbow is left.

"No!" The immortal evil spirit of the Jiaozu roared bitterly. He put the ice bow in his hand and tried to stop the God of mercy. However, it was in vain. Bang, his ice bow was smashed. The cold sword light, directly into his heart, will he mercilessly nailed on the rock wall.

Boom! Thousands of feet of rock wall, an instant impact out of a huge crater. Countless cracks filled with the fury of the sword are now flashing a dark gold streamer. In the center of the crater, aoqin is powerless. His chest and skirt were broken, and a huge blood hole was blown out by his sword.

Everyone can feel that the terrible sword has completely destroyed all the vitality of aoqin. His cultivation, blood and even soul are on the verge of complete collapse. However, when he saw the white clothes son slowly coming, his eyes were still full of panic.

"Put Let me go. I can give you everything I have. Please, let me go Tianjiao of the Jiaozu did not know that even if Hongling was willing to let him go, he could not live any longer.

The boy's hands quickly crossed, and then suddenly a point. Abstruse sword formula, in the void outlines the bright notch. But the God of sorrow, which was inserted in aoqin's chest, was suddenly shining. Boom! A strong air burst, which instantly blew aoqin into nothingness.

With a move, Hong Ling saw little bits of metal in front of him. With a move, these metal fragments like fireflies on a summer night gather in his palm like wind and snow, forming a simple sad sword. The young man turned around with his sword and did not look at the cliff which aoqin had completely annihilated.

"Let you go? Who ever saved me

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