Chapter 1071 (1/2)

The voice was rough and dignified, with complex emotions such as surprise and fear.

Immortal cultivator?

The king of mountain and sea was puzzled, and the king of lava looked at Zhao Shi in disbelief.

Zhao Shi was beaten back 300 Li by a tiger's claw. His internal mana was turbulent, and his blood sea shrank by one tenth in an instant. He had already suffered a lot of injuries.

It's not a big shot, it's just a shadow of strength.

He instantly stopped the idea of putting himself into the battle of great power. The blood lotus sword surrounded his body, and the aura of heaven and earth moved slightly and poured into the elixir field, which made his body recover quickly.

”Ancestor...” The king of mountain and sea couldn't help but feel the shadow of the ancient tiger on his head. He stayed in this strange sea of blood, and every soul was warning him. This was not the strength he could fight against.

Huang Gu Sheng Hu did not respond to his words and let Zhao Shi recover.

After twelve breaths, the turbulent sea of aura around Zhao Shi tends to be gentle. The first way he said to the holy tiger Ji in front of him was: ”younger generation, meet Wang Daneng.”

”The sea of blood? It's totally different from the power breath of the first dragon ancestor, but the nature of the true Qi is the same thing that you call mana... ” The king pondered and felt strange and familiar when he saw the unique Jishou etiquette of the immortals.

I have only seen it in family records before. I don't want to see the real object.

”Where are your elders?” He asked straightforwardly. He had no interest in talking to Zhao Shiduo. Only the strong people of the same rank could talk with Daneng.

”It will take some time for my elders to arrive. The younger generation is just a pathfinder...” Zhao Shi said respectfully.

”Then let me see your spirit.”

There is no doubt that there is no joy or sorrow in the giant eyes of the ancient sage tiger.

The claw of the divine peak appears, blocking and freezing the void for hundreds of miles. The real intention of martial arts like smoke rises from the sky, covering the sun, and the strength suddenly surpasses the peak of the previous rigid virtual shadow.

The reverence on Zhao Shi's face disappeared, ”master, I'm afraid you can't do it with a mere shadow of strength.”

The blood lotus sword rises to the sky, and the blood light is more and more bright. It turns into a crescent moon. There are 998 deep-sea eddies on the ground.

Between breathing, the blood ice crystal flying sword is generated from the whirlpool that swallows countless blood sea water, and turns into a sword light flying to the blood moon in the sky.

There is a natural attraction between the curved moon and the blood ice flying sword. In the process of flying, it bends, folds, deforms and changes into a lotus petal dancing with the wind. The rolling sea of blood is its basic curtain.

Standing in the center of the flying petals is like a fairyland.

Yang Qiushui was stunned.

She never thought that the battle could be so beautiful. There were no fists, no flesh and blood and broken bones, only flowers all over the sky.

Is this the immortal cultivator?

Boom!

Regardless of these, Shenfeng tiger claws are like a crude man who does not know what elegance is. He bumps into a manor full of flowers and smashes the blood lotus flowers in front of him, leaving the surrounding scenery empty.

”Well?”

Once again, the tiger, who had won the overwhelming advantage, frowned deeply with shock.

Among the floating petals of blood lotus, the core lotus platform and a few hundred Li sword are still retained. The lotus flower of Qi and blood is smashed for hundreds of miles, and the void layer by layer is broken along the way, and the aura is dim.

But there was no sign of serious injury or loss of combat effectiveness.