In Xiao Yi's eyes, a burst of pain flashed by.

What he condenses is bingluan sword.

Bingluan sword that invincible Jing Tian sharp, as expected did not let him down.

But the moment the two magic soldiers fought each other, the huge power brought by the sealing golden halberd made his sword holding hands in a sharp pain.

Hands, that moment as if to be abandoned in general.

The power of the empire is really terrible.

Besides, of course, Xiao Yi has nothing else to do.

"It's my turn." Xiao Yi ignored the pain of her hands and grinned grimly.

When Xueyan sword was taken back, his heaven and earth were protected, and the ten percent of heaven and earth's strength plus protection had already disappeared.

However, his body was still full of strength and strength.

That sense of invincibility, that irresistible killing intention, still exists.

His eyes were still red.

His body, still boiling, as if a layer of boiling blood, wrapped in a violent flame.

Bang

Bingluan sword passed by in a stroke.

Emperor Lan Ying was still in a state of extreme fright and did not respond.

Until the cold flash, a burst of pain in the chest, blue Ying emperor suddenly shocked.

The body of his imperial realm, on his chest, was easily marked with a bloodstain extending from the shoulder to the abdomen.

"No way." Emperor Lan Ying was shocked.

The sense of death and the sense of fatal crisis, let him no longer care about the horror, nothing else, the figure of the retreat.

Xiao Yi sticks out her sword.

Bang

Sharp sword, in the blue Ying emperor's brain bag side.

The pupil of emperor Lan Ying shrank. If he hadn't responded quickly and avoided the sword, I'm afraid it would have been the end of a sword.

Whoosh, whoosh

The figure of emperor Lan Ying retreated, and those who were strong in the imperial environment were embarrassed to dodge left and right.

His majestic eyes and eyes towards bingluan sword are full of fear.

The picture of the broken halberd of the sword just now obviously frightened him and did not dare to fight against the sword.

Sonorous, sonorous

Whoosh, whoosh

On such a sea of blood, the battle suddenly fell, but also became extremely funny.

An emperor pursues an imperial realm, and the sword is pressing.

This imperial realm is in a state of confusion, like a wolf in a hurry to escape.

"Happy, happy." Xiao Yi is more brave than before.

His body is full of surging strength, which makes him seem to be in urgent need of a vent, and the war is endless.

And he had long longed for such a battle.

His heart, in the word "battle", has always been surging with blood.

Blood prison demon inflammation, it seems that itself is as hot as the fire of blood, such as the blood of the strange flame.

The two seem to be the most perfect fit between heaven and earth.

A living creature with boundless surging and infinite passion in battle encounters a flame that seems to have been born for the sake of blood and fighting.

The meeting of the two is the coincidence of each other, or the most mysterious chance in this world?

What kind of sparks do they collide with?

It's obvious!

This emperor's life, chasing a strong emperor, has no fear and high morale.

On this sea of blood, this creature is like a bloody God of war, as if invincible.

A short chase.

The emperor Lan Ying was covered with blood and sword marks.

If not for his imperial cultivation, he would have been a corpse floating on the sea of blood.

"Run away."

At the moment, the emperor Lan Ying has no sense of dignity and scorn on his face.

That embarrassed and panic of the evasive posture, has shown how he is now how frightened, how helpless.

Again and again, under the sharp sword, I dodged the fatal sword again and again, and felt the fatal moment as close as possible.

That feeling, I'm afraid it can make people run down.

Emperor Lan Ying has no intention of fighting any more, and his mind has no hesitation to flee.

Whoosh Boom

A golden and blue light rose from the sky.

"Want to escape?" Xiao Yi's eyes are cold and hard to catch up with.

Between the number of interest.

The edge of the dome.

This is the last sword that Xiao Yi can chop.

Chuckling

A ferocious sword mark was scratched on the back of the escaped body of emperor Lanying, and the blood gushed again.

However, his figure has also been out of the world of blood inflammation, the figure quickly disappeared in the dark void.

Xiao Yi suddenly stopped the pursuit of the figure.

Frowning and staring at the endless void outside, he finally gave up the idea of pursuing.

Look around the sea of blood below.The traces of the fierce battle lasted for a long time.

Whether it's the crack of the former Fengtian golden halberd, the battle power of emperor Lan Ying, or the battle of his Xiaoyi, or the battle between the two.

The striking traces of the battle proved how fierce the war had been.

At the same time, it seems to tell all living creatures how much damage this level of fighting can bring to a piece of heaven and earth.

The Xuehai depression, together with the land outside the blood sea, is also dilapidated everywhere, the mountains and rivers are broken, and the earth collapses.

In short, the whole world, how devastated at the moment.

Whoosh

Xiao Yi's figure flashed back to the sea of blood.

The fierce tiger world leader and Murphy world master both left this piece of heaven and earth for the first time when they saw that the situation was wrong.

At the moment, he is the only one in the hot sea. Of course, there is a "half dead" giant golden horn phantom whale.

Suddenly, there was a crash.

A bald head, rising from the sea.

It's one eyed bald head.

"My Lord." With one eye and bareheaded head, he stood on the sea and bowed.

Hands, holding a head.

"Fortunately, I have not let you down." One eye, bareheaded, grinning across the corners of his mouth.

Xiao Yi chuckled and nodded, "very good."

"Good, good." The smile of one eye and bald head suddenly turned into a miserable smile.

His Lingli, his grin, disappeared in an instant.

What he seemed to wait for was just Xiao Yi's approval of "very good.".

The one eye, slowly closed.

His face, pale to the extreme.

Qi deficiency, weakness to the extreme.

Body, slowly back down.

The head in the hand is unable to fall.

"One eye." Xiao Yi was surprised and quickly caught.

The head fell to Xiao Yi's feet.

It's the head of the volcano emperor.

Xiao Yi puts one hand over one eye's wrist, carefully perceives and investigates, and then frowns.

"What's the matter, so weak?" Xiao Yi frowned a little.

In his perception, the one eyed bald head is clearly not injured, but the whole body is as weak as a candle in the wind, like a dying man.

But at the same time, the weakness of one eye and bald head is slowly fading.

The body of the residual candle, in the breath of heaven and earth, slowly recovered.

Although Xiao Yi doubts, but secretly relieved, "life is not worried, weakness is also gradually fading."

"It seems only a short break."

……

Five days later.

One eyed bald head slowly woke up, opened his eyes to see that he was lying on the sea of blood.

Floating with the blood wave, as helpless duckweed, so desolate, so pitiful.

One eyed, bareheaded, wry smile.

Until I saw a figure with cross knees around me, I stood still at one side.

The bitter smile turned into a knowing smile.

He knew that his grown-ups were always at his side.

But with his adult character, it is obvious that he will not find a more comfortable place for him, simply let him float in this sea of blood.

On the other side, a head, also floating in the sea of blood.

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