Chapter 2174: Bloody sea

The blood mist covering the sky and the sun turned into a river and came towards Yang Yiyun. At this moment, Yang was truly a little frightened.

Because against Shang Moao, his early strength is useless. He is just a cloud of blood fog. No matter how powerful an attack is, it will only hit a cloud of blood fog. It is completely too much for him to pose a threat. This is for Yang Yiyun. Very depressing place.

How can such a battle go on?

On the other hand, Moao’s blood mist demon energy can cause damage to him. If Yang Yiyun is not afraid of pure demon energy, he can refine the demon energy through the Universe Demon Qi, but Moao’s blood mist is weird. A kind of evil and vicious magic power, which is different from devil qi. If Yang Yiyun is really sticky, he can't take the risk if he can even grasp whether it can be refined.

Facing the long river of **** mist in Moao, Yang Yiyun knew that he was not good at the other party. Even if he left with his sword, he could only use the big stick to draw water, with little effect.

Is it really going to run away like the Miscellaneous Bird said?

If it doesn't work, then you can only run away, but Yang always feels that the runway is very embarrassing.

Thinking of this, he was heartbroken. No matter what, he wanted to fight desperately. He didn't believe that Mo'ao, a Demon of the Immortal King Dzogchen level, had three heads and six arms. He had no weaknesses?

After all, he is not the emperor, he has the strength of a battle.

"Red shirt~"

He gave an order to Red Clothes, and Red Clothes rushed directly at Moao the next moment. Although Red Clothes may not be able to cause damage to the devilish energy, it is still possible to influence Moao.

On the contrary, the red clothing is the body of the sub-sage. His Moao's blood-transforming demon power may not be able to hurt the red clothing, and Moao did not dare to face it hard.

Thinking of this, Yang Yiyun's inner fighting spirit was ignited.

"Faxiang~"

Although he opened his mouth and poured his whole body into a masterpiece, the next moment Yang Yiyun turned into a 100-meter tall body.

When the heart moved again, the Eastern Emperor Bell emerged again, and the golden runes formed a defense. In any case, the Eastern Emperor Bell was the power of pure sun, which really restrained Moao's blood fog. ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

Then Yang Yiyun said again:

"The Gate of Youdu-now."

There was no light behind it, forming two air currents of gray and black. A huge portal revolved and appeared. He didn't know what the inner seed was at the gate of Youdu until now, but he remembered that the gate of Youdu could swallow everything and go in.

"Law Aura~"

In the roar, Yang Yiyun's huge magical statue turned around, and a fist the size of a grinding disc was raised, and the energy gathered between the heaven and the earth, and the heaven and the earth were blessed invisibly.

"Send to me~"

"Rumble..."

The huge fist slammed into the blood mist river of Moao, the world was everywhere, and the momentum formed within a radius of one thousand meters. The power of the law and aura gathered on his fist and slammed down suddenly.

A deafening roar resounded in the space of the cave.

When Yang Yiyun's fist fell on the Mo'ao Blood Mist River, this huge river of one hundred meters long also became turbulent.

The rushing momentum that was originally like a rainbow began to collapse when facing Yang Yiyun’s giant fists...

This scene made Yang Yiyun happy.

It turned out that I underestimated my own strength. I remembered what the six-eared macaque had said to him. Facing the enemy, you have a fighting spirit in your heart. Then the fighting spirit will be your aura and become a part of your fighting strength. The higher your fighting awareness , The more powerful it is.

Now I think this is correct.

At this moment, when he smashed his fists with all his strength, Moao, the river of blood and mist, was not in collapse.

On the other side, the red-clothed attack or disturbing the enemy also came. Facing Moao in the blood mist and devilish gas with a hidden punch, the red-clothed rushed straight into it.

"Boom~"

After the dullness, the devilish energy dissipated, and the figure in red appeared on the spot, but Moao disappeared. Indeed, as the **** and demon bird said, facing Moao who was incarnate in blood mist and devilish energy, his mighty power may not be able to do it. effect,.

Obviously the red shirt's blow seemed to hit a ball of air.

Although it didn't hurt Moao, the impact was definitely there, because Yang Yiyun felt some turbulence in the blood mist river.

For the first time, Yang Yiyun roared again: "Zhan~"

The Dragon Slaying Sword and the Panlong Sword slashed down on the blood mist river suddenly. Yang Yiyun moved his fists with the mana in his heart and pushed forward, bursting with a roar, and the hundred-meter-long blood mist river was completely destroyed by him.

Under the power of the mighty world, these blood mists did not touch him, and even if they touched him, they still had the golden body of the Eastern Emperor Bell and the Gate of Youdu, but they were not afraid.

In a blink of an eye, it was interesting to not see Moao's figure, and the blood mist that the demon turned into was nowhere to be found, which made Yang Yiyun frown.

If this keeps going on, he will be led by Moao, very passive.

But the breath can't be sensed, nor can it capture Moao's body, so it's no way to go on like this.

At the next moment, Yang Yiyun turned his divine consciousness, the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness opened his eyes, the divine consciousness turned into a straight line and looked over, but he still didn't see the trace of Moao.

However, just as he was searching, a red devilish energy appeared on an iceberg in the realization, and for the first time Yang Yiyun used the divine consciousness to leave, and immediately entered a mass of devilish energy.

In the next second, Yang Yiyun was overjoyed. After his divine consciousness condensed into a straight line, the primordial spirit saw Moao in a cloud of blood mist.

"Why do you stay in hiding now?"

Yang Yiyun cursed in his heart.

His divine consciousness is not an ordinary immortal consciousness. I don't know how much higher it is. As long as his divine consciousness condenses into a line to stare at, it is equivalent to positioning him, leaving a position on him.

In this way, even if Moao is jumping no matter how much he can't escape, it's the divine sense tracking that he can't escape...

After the divine sense positioning was successful, there was a surprise that Moao didn't seem to have found an abnormality, and his divine sense had already focused on him.

Of course, Yang Yiyun knew that it was one thing to lock in divine consciousness to watch Moao, but whether he could win or not was another matter.

At this time, I really found that Moao's whereabouts were strange, swishing like a teleport, a cloud of blood floating, if it weren't for his powerful spirit, ordinary immortal consciousness would never even want to see him.

Just as the **** and demon bird counts, Mo'ao's blood-transforming demon skills have become so small that he can transform his body into a cloud of blood, or even a stream of air. Who can see a stream of air?

When it flows, there is no trace at all.

I only heard Moao’s floating voice sounded: "Quack...you are really interesting, kid, you can actually dissolve the river of blood in this seat, and the magical powers of the whole body also show the power of yang and strong, still a The person who is in the form of the law and aura really makes me happy!

However... it is far from enough to fight against this seat. I have to say that the most masculine power will indeed have an impact on this seat’s mana, but, haha, your cultivation base is too weak, if you become the immortal king , Maybe there is some ability to affect this seat, but now this is not enough to see, any means can be used.

Haha, I'll be serious next, but be careful, I don't want to play with you, it's so boring~"

Still with the incomparable laughter, it made Yang Yiyun's hateful teeth tickling.

Immediately after hearing Moao's roar: "Blood turned into a sea, the realm of the sea of ​​blood-now ~"

In the next second, Yang Yiyun only felt that the sky and the earth were dark, and the air currents rolled in all directions, and countless red devilish energy appeared out of thin air.

But what made Yang Yiyun's face changed greatly was that Moao, who was staring at him in his divine consciousness, disappeared. He thought he was locked in, but at this moment, the blood mist and demonic energy became countless, and he actually lost his goal.

Moreover, earth-shaking changes have taken place in the surrounding world. In the blink of an eye, he was in a sea of ​​blood...

It is no longer the world of frozen crystals, the sky above is extremely dark, and there is a sea of ​​blood under his feet, and he is floating on the endless sea of ​​blood.

Is this a supernatural environment?

Yang Yiyun's heart sank.

At this time, only Moao’s voice sounded again: "Hehe, boy, you should feel honored to let this seat show the sea of ​​blood. If a little fairy lets this seat show the sea of ​​blood, you can also be proud, of course, although you are Titled Immortal Monarch, but in the eyes of this seat, it is no different from ordinary Immortal Monarchs, the title is nothing more than that, hahaha...now...I can let you know that this seat is great."

After Moao's words fell, Yang Yiyun only heard a gloomy sound: "The sea of ​​blood turns the sky~"

The next moment a sea of ​​blood churns up.