Chapter 690： Holy text: Visionary

Someone's evil taste is guilty again.

What would happen to a woman who was as dignified and glamorous as Hua Jie when she cried?

Just like some people like to bully cats, Lord also didn't know why, but somehow wanted to bully Sister Hua to see how this black-bellied Yu Sister would cry.

"The look in your eyes tells me that you seem to be thinking about something rude."

Perceiving someone's malice, Uzawa Yachian frowned frowned, and suddenly felt a chill coming, showing a disgusting expression: "You don't really think that you can make me cry?"

"Try it and you'll know~"

As Lord talked and laughed, he stepped forward and came to Uozhihua in an instant.

The huge palms spread out with five fingers, bursting out a terrifying force like the horizontal movement of a mountain, pushing the billowing airflow to burst and boil one after another, covering the sky, covering an area of ​​more than hundreds of meters.

Rumble--!

The pressure of the palm wind is like the suppression of the five mountains and mountains, and the bursting air current makes a loud thunderous noise.

"Yaqianliu·Sword Dao·Gaotianzhiyuan!"

With the vision of Yaozhihua Yaqianliu, it is natural to know that this trick must not be rigid.

I saw her holding a knife in both hands and cutting the robes. The edge of the blade curled up from the bottom to the boundless blood, and hung like a soft tulle around her body. The blood thread was pulled from the point of the sword, forming a huge circle between the edges. The tornado in the country seems to completely isolate this room from the outside world.

This trick is taken from the mythology, originally named Gaotian, where the gods lived.

The implication is naturally the place where the gods live. It is a sacred realm that is inviolable in the world.

The tangled silk thread pulls a strong blood, and the bright red tornado whizzes straight to the sky.

Boom boom boom! ! !

The blood-red tornado went upstream, like a roaring dragon, hitting its head on the huge palm.

In an instant, the impact burst out with the sound of cracking the sky, setting off a billowing air wave straight into the sky, and the bursting wind continued to vibrate and roar.

The air within a radius of thousands of meters was blown up, forming a vacuum area like a huge wave emptying. After the hurricane rose, it fell rapidly. It seemed that thousands of horses galloped past, and the whole land shook and collapsed suddenly.

The blood-red tornado only lasted for a while, before it collapsed under the palm of that faint cyan light.

Surrounded by a frenzied violent air current, an extremely heavy pressure fell on his shoulders, and the eight thousand streams of Uozhihua were pressed down on the ground, accompanied by a loud noise, the great earthquake trembling gave up thousands of feet of dust and smoke.

The palm of his hand was slowly raised, and a huge palm print was impressively printed on the ground.

And Uozhihua Yaqian bleeds and vomits, and the clothes have completely turned into beggars in the same style, hung one by one on the beautiful body of the female.

"Give up?"

Lord's figure slowly returned to normal, staring at Uozhihua who was half-kneeling on the ground.

Although both of them are first-class Reiatsu, their strength levels are almost completely different.

After thoroughly mastering Lord Swastika, even he himself is not sure how much power he can do with all his strength.

But he could clearly feel that, for example, the Uozhihua Yaqianliu who once needed to look up can no longer make him feel the slightest threat, and even if he is true, he can wipe it out within a few tricks.

If you insist on defining, his current level of strength.

Perhaps it should be somewhere between the transcendant and the super-rei-pressure, far surpassing the first-class rei-pressure on the surface, roughly equivalent to the peak period of Yamamoto Genryagi Izumi, and if it does not care about the level of rei-pressure consumption, it may even be touched. On the verge of "no month and one household".

"Don't let me repeat..."

Uozhihua Yaqianliu's eyes are cold, and the blade drips a little blood: "I have only one meaning of existence, and that is to make you climb a higher mountain. I will never fall before releasing the beast called Instinct. Down."

"I think so, and I hate preaching."

Lord nodded slightly, not surprised by her answer: "So I have to use my own way to make you give up this idea."

"I have been pursuing a powerful enemy until... I met you." Uozohana Yachiryu licked the blood from the corners of her lips with her tongue, ignoring her emptied body, and smirked with both hands holding the sword: "After I met you, I knew that my strength could not please you."

"A murderer who seeks pleasure in battle, but cannot please the only man who pleases her."

"What a sad thing..."

"I began to hate myself, why I am so weak, I can't even please you."

"After fighting with you again, I am more sure about one thing. If I cannot give you the name of Kenpachi, it will be my lifelong regret. As a contemporary, there can only be one Kenpachi, and I have an obligation. Unlock your shackles."

"Unleash that beast named instinct... Lord."

"Before you set foot on the strongest path, I will be the last step, step on me...become stronger!"

The eight thousand streams of Uozhihua surging with spiritual pressure all over her body, reflecting the darkness of **** into a sea of ​​blood, the waves surging and exuding a strong **** smell, and the wailing of countless ghosts and ghosts resounded across the fields.

Zheng...

The slender jade finger stroked the sword's front, shaking and whistling.

"You...should know."

All the blood flowing out of the sea, healed the eight thousand flowers of Uzbek in an instant, those dark eyes looked directly at Lord, as if there was a hint of tenderness hidden in the depths, and the inexplicable affection lingered in my heart: " If I don’t kill me completely, I will stand up again and again until I achieve my goal."

"Not necessarily, don't talk too much."

Lord chuckled lightly, then slowly raised his hand and said meaningfully: "Sometimes fighting is not always so fun. Next, I will let you experience what is the most boring battle in the world. "

"The most boring...fight?"

Uinohana Yachiryu was stunned and couldn't imagine what a boring battle was like.

"Um... it's raining."

Lord smiled, did not explain, looked up at the boundless shady.

rain?

Uinohana Yachiryu looked puzzled, here is the infinite hell, where does the rain come from?

But when she raised her head, her eyes and expression froze instantly, freezing the shock and shock in this second.

Infinite hell, it is indeed raining.

It’s just that this ‘raindrop’ seems a bit too big, and what fell from the sky was... a meteor shower! ! !

Thousands of huge meteor showers dragged the fiery flames through the infinite hell, the billowing air wave was pulled like a giant dragon, and burst out with a roar of ruining the world, just like tearing this black curtain. Like cracking!

Uinohana Yachiryu’s pupils shrank suddenly, and she had no time to think about why something like a'meteorite' appeared in Infinite Hell. The strong wind pressure and the terrifying sound of shaking the earth forced her to instinctively wave. Raise the sword.

Pressing the right hand on the handle of the knife, a sea of ​​blood flowing around rises.

A stream of blood gathered on the sword's edge, and the accumulated sword intent erupted like a volcano. The moment the sword rang through the hell, the endless blood stream suddenly turned into a roar of thousands of feet high. Waves.

Only one draw of the knife, but tens of thousands of knives were cut out.

The burst of **** knife light followed the roaring waves, rising from the earth in all directions, wave after wave hitting the meteor shower.

Boom, boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

Infinite **** turned into a sea of ​​flames, and then there was a huge earthquake!

A powerful shock wave swept in all directions, the ground collapsed and sank in pieces, rolling up countless dusty boulders, and shattering the boundless shady like a trapped dragon ascending to the sky, and the dazzling light and heat swept the entire hell.

The light of the knife gradually extinguished, and a group of hundreds of falling meteorites instantly turned into dust and scattered.

"It deserves to be the first generation of Jian Ba."

Lord clapped and smiled and said, "But what do you plan to do in the next wave?"

"what?!"

Uozhihua Yaqianli was stunned, and immediately raised his head stiffly.

Huhuhu——

I saw hundreds of meteorites cut through the dark, like heavy rain hitting her location.

"Remind you..."

Lorde smiled maliciously and said: "The meteorite will never stop until you choose to surrender."

"..."

Uozhihua Yaqianli looked at him quietly.

If you can kill with your eyes, Lord Lord must have died countless times now.

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