Chapter 1645: Raging Blood Wave

The sudden accident filled Sun Bing's eyes with shock, but he quickly came to his senses. The sense of crisis in his heart was heightened to the extreme at this moment.

After all, for the ancient tribes, the transformation into human form is just to improve their understanding, so that it is easier to understand the great ways in the world, and when they are strongest, it is still the time to show their prototype.

In this state, the Taikoo Ten Thousand Races can perfectly unleash their own advantages, especially the terrifying physical body and the various magical powers they master, which are inherently superior to human monks. This is also the reason why the Taikoo Ten Thousand Races pride.

Unexpectedly, the Tyrant Holy King did not hesitate at all. After sensing the sense of crisis, he directly changed his body.

Although Sun Bing was very surprised, he did not know that the aliens watching the battle were even more horrified in their hearts. Even at this time, they could not help but exclaim: "How is this possible? Why did the Tyrant Holy King transform into his own body! "

But at this time, the Tyrant Holy King did not give the other party an answer. He looked at Sun Bing with his huge eyes and launched an attack on Sun Bing without any hesitation.

The limbs were like pillars supporting the sky, slowly crushing towards Sun Bing. There was no need to use any magical powers at all, because after transforming into the original body, every move, every move, and every movement contained infinite mystery. This appearance All the races below are incomparably in tune with heaven and earth.

Even things like the Baxia Breaking Heaven Fist, the Great Sun Golden Crow Fist, etc. were all created by the human race watching the battle actions of the ancient tribes.

It came out, but it was created by its own simulation. How could it be as powerful as it was originally used?

So what Sun Bing was facing at this moment seemed to be the infinite divine power permeating the heaven and earth. The pressure contained in it had reached an unimaginable level. Even Sun Bing was almost unable to resist it.

It can be said that the Overlord Holy King at this time is already more powerful than the Holy King that Sun Bing killed before. Let alone killing him, even defeating it is very difficult. The eyes of the geniuses of the human race who were watching the battle were full of worry.

But there is no way. After all, at this moment, they already know that they are completely unable to join such a battle with their own strength alone. If they are not careful, they may be crushed by the aftermath.

Therefore, all hopes are pinned on Sun Bing. If Sun Bing fails, they also do not need to escape, they can just wait for death in peace and contentment.

At this moment, under such terrible pressure, it was difficult for Sun Bing to move, so a cold light bloomed in his eyes: "Have you finally turned into a bastard? But that's far from it. It’s not enough. If we talk about blood, I’m still your ancestor.”

"Xuanwu's real body, come out to me!"

Suddenly, a faint shimmer appeared around Sun Bing, and then the tortoise and snake appeared directly behind Sun Bing. Compared with the overlord who was hundreds of thousands of feet away, he was naturally very surprised, but it was full of With a touch of nobility, even the Tyrant Holy King is far behind.

After using Xuanwu's real body, such pressure could not cause any damage to Sun Bing.

Bound, looking at the huge palm falling in front of him, his eyes were extremely solemn, and he held the sword in both hands and slashed away in front of him.

"The King Rules the World"

A vast and majestic aura filled the sky, and it seemed that a very proud emperor could be seen in the blur, waving the Emperor's Sword in his hand, slowly falling in front of him, and there was nothing that could stop him. withstand.

Overbearing and noble pressure emerged, and this confrontation was even more shocking. Infinite brilliance erupted between the collisions, and Sun Bing's body retreated hundreds of miles. The same huge body of the Tyrant Holy King The incomparable body kept falling backwards.

After all, this confrontation was so terrible that both of them suffered a certain amount of damage. Sun Bing opened his mouth and spat out a burst of blood mist, but the secret method of Nirvana worked and he recovered in an instant.

As for the Tyrant Holy King, Sun Bing left an extremely sharp sword intent. It is completely impossible to expel him in a short time.

At this time, the two sides can be said to be meeting opponents and meeting talented people. With the help of Sun Bing's small body, he was as fast as lightning, so that only the blurry figure and the sharp figure could be seen in the void. Sword light.

Even the Tyrant Holy King couldn't keep up with Sun Bing's terrifying speed. However, relying on his extremely powerful defense, although he occasionally suffered some injuries, he never suffered any fatal injuries.

The successive battles made Sun Bing's face sink like water. At this time, he already knew clearly that the terrifying strength of the Tyrant Holy King. If he wanted to defeat him, there was only one person.

In one word, it is difficult.

The Zhuxian Sword and the Kyushu Cauldron are supreme weapons. Unfortunately, Sun Bing cannot exert all their power. As for the sword formation, it is still far behind. The same is true for the rest of the sword moves. It is a killing move when facing a saint. For the saint king It also has a certain degree of lethality, but it is still impossible to kill the Holy King.

But it is impossible for Sun Bing to escape the pursuit of others, such as Sun Yanran, Hua Qiyue and others. Therefore, no matter how difficult it is, Sun Bing must suppress or even kill them completely.

Just when Sun Bing was quite helpless, he could see a very large black pool of blood appearing on the ground. Through the aura in it, he could find that it was the tainted essence and blood of Qinglong.

At this time, it was gathered there, just like a small lake, filled with black aura, carrying deathly silence and terror, and faint traces of resentful dragons could be found. Even Sun Bing could detect that the traces of blood originate from the lake. The unknown in it became more and more intense.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on Sun Bing's face. In this short moment, a good idea emerged. Since the ancient tribes wanted to use this resentful dragon poison to wipe out the talented people of the human race, why not What about doing the opposite?

When he thought of this, Sun Bing looked at the huge body in front of him with a hint of chill, and then immediately sent a message from his soul to Daozi and others, asking them to find a place to take shelter as soon as possible.

Then his body suddenly changed, and he started to attack around the huge body of Tyrant Holy King, but this continuous attack did not hit him at all.

Caused even the slightest hint of typhoid fever, even the Tyrant Holy King at this time couldn't help but smile:

"If you only have this ability, then today will be the day you die!"

However, just when these words were spoken, Sun Bing's body stopped directly. Looking at the huge body in front of him, his face was filled with a cold smile: "I hope you can still laugh next."

Because at this time, Daozi, Fozi and others had all finished dodging, Sun Bing naturally no longer had any scruples. The Zhuxian Sword suddenly rose, and the sharp sword light fell downwards. The final target was clearly That pool of blood.

Originally, the Tyrant Holy King still had some doubts, but after seeing Sun Bing's goal, his expression suddenly changed, and he even couldn't help but roared: "Do you want to die together?"

After the words fell, the whole person did not hesitate at all, and quickly retreated towards the back, but his movements were still a step slower after all. The blood pool suffered a blow from Sun Bing, as if it had been provoked, causing a huge wave of blood. .

They were scattered in the sky, and the huge body of the Tyrant Holy King was the best target. There was no way to stop it, and he could only watch the drops of blood falling on his body.

And it's not just the Tyrant Holy King, the same is true for the other ancient races around. On the contrary, the human monks, because of Sun Bing's reminder, were not disturbed at all. They even looked at this scene with a look on their face. There was a hint of a heart-warming smile.