Chapter 343 (2/2)
The ancestor of the Wushen cult frowned slightly, and the blood in his eyes flashed. In a flash, the blood in his brow surged, directly wrapping the virtual shadow of the leader of the Wushen cult, and quickly disappeared.
”In order to kill this man, you must sacrifice thoroughly.”
When the voice of indifference spits out, the crack on the old ancestor's body spreads again, but his breath is strong to the top at this moment. At this moment, he seems to be the master of heaven and earth.
On top of his head, the dark clouds are dispersing, and endless blood waves are creeping at his feet. You can see the power of the divine realm!
”Hum!”
The palmprint is slowly pressed down.
It looks very slow and has no power, but in Su Bai's opinion, this palm is more terrible than the old man who met in cangming immortal's cave.
This palm really has the strength of the divine realm!The space solidifies and the wind disappears.
Between heaven and earth, it seems that there is only a thin and bloody fingerprint left.
In the face of this blow, Su Bai did not dare to neglect.
In his eyes, the blue light is surging, and the lightning runes appear in the middle of his eyebrows. On his skin, the ancient lightning runes seem to exude a breath of ancient and old.
”The sky thunder can't destroy the body --- open!”
At this moment, the power of Su Bai's cultivation broke out without reservation.
The smell of terror soars into the sky, and seems to be able to compete with the opposite chamber of the God of witchcraft!
Lu qimang, the ancestor of the God of witchcraft, took a look at Su Bai. ”China is really a generation full of geniuses and demons. Even I love you so much, but since you don't know how to live or die, don't blame me for killing Tianjiao!”
Words are not lost.
He pointed down at Su Bai.
”Fall!”
Hum!
The speed of bloody fingerprints suddenly soared, and when a strange breath broke out, it suddenly fell to Su Bai's thunder!
”Go away!”
Su Bai's body is like a thunder god. Blue thunder and lightning surround his whole body. His eyes are cold and his fist blows out.
”Bang!”
After a light sound, the bloody fingerprints were directly broken.
But the next second, but directly into a shadow, printed in the center of Su Bai's eyebrows!
Boom!
In the depth of Su Bai's divine consciousness, there seems to be thunder.
In the endless sea of divine consciousness, there is a blue chaotic fog floating. In the center of the endless fog, a fuzzy light floats, which is the soul core of Su Bai!
And the next moment, a bloody fingerprints, but fast as lightning, the moment toward the core of the soul of Su Bai hit!
If this blow falls, the soul of Su Bai will break away and die!
”Jie Jie, boy, do you really think you are the only one who can attack?”
”Ha ha, let's die!”
The bloody fingerprints suddenly changed, and a strange old man's illusory face appeared, which was exactly the real appearance of the God of witchcraft!
At the moment when the blood seal is close to the light group of the spirit of the Soviet white, suddenly, the endless blue and chaotic fog suddenly moves.
Hum!
It seems that there is endless space of divine consciousness. At this moment, it seems that a strong and incomparable consciousness wakes up.
On the blood mark, the old man's face suddenly changed. He just felt that he was looked down by the heaven and earth, and his distraction could not move at all.
”The array of lieyuan Swords - rise!”
When the endless blue fog vibrates, it suddenly condenses into countless blue swords, which are surrounded by the old man's fear.