Vol 3 Chapter 189: Holy Blood

Here, Zijing has successfully advanced to the four stars, and at the same time condensed the sacred bones, and the combat power has increased too much.

Not to mention those five stars, even if you encounter the six-star Holy Spirit, he also has the power of a battle.

When the purple scorpion reappeared, the five five-star holy spirits from Hu and Xuan were dejected and unhappy.

Because they encountered the same test, they just went out without taking a few steps.

Fortunately, it is only a test, or else they must die!

Although I don't know what rewards I will get after passing the test, it is clear that they missed a chance.

This holy battlefield was left long before, and all kinds of opportunities inside, even the San Lei people, are not completely mastered.

Those who have had chances in history, which are not the pride of the core disciples?

Suddenly, their look changed because there was more than one person in front.

Nine people stood up and looked at Zi Yan coldly. "Damn guy, you finally appeared."

Zi Yan looked at the nine people, looking indifferent, like watching a dead person.

"kill!"

Nine people came to the purple scorpion, and there was no awareness of the Holy Spirit as a high realm.

Originally, it was necessary to use a magic knife to kill a few people's purple eyes, and suddenly changed their mind.

He quickly retreated and then began to print and used the thunderbolt.

There was a roar in the void, and a thunder fell, dazzling.

A five-star Holy Spirit was hit and the vitality was immediately annihilated.

The purple scorpion glimpsed, the figure disappeared from the place, and several attacks whistled, smashing his afterimage.

The purple cicada appeared in another direction, some accidents, because after the thunderbolt killed one person, he did not feel that it was too much consumption, which was obviously different from the original vitality.

"Is it because of the opponent, the strength is not strong?"

Ziyan thought so in this way, avoiding several attacks again, and the second screaming.

No accident, the second was killed.

In the case of one-on-one, 驭术 is an invincible technique.

But now, in the face of the siege of the people, the drawbacks of Lei Lei are manifested. The purple scorpion constantly evades and seals in the dodge. Its killing effect is far worse than using a magic knife.

But the reminder of middle-aged people, Zi Yan is in mind, and perhaps using this technique often, there will be other gains.

The battle that should have ended early, Ziyan took a certain amount of time.

And every time the thunder is heard, there will be a five-star Holy Spirit killed.

Here is a blockade of space, it is impossible to escape.

A group of powerful people who showed full attack, died in desperation under the thunder.

After killing the enemy, Zi Yan still did not feel the anomaly of Lei Lei. He took the spoils and turned to go to another space.

There is a six-star Holy Spirit there.

Walking into the space, Zi Yan saw Guan Zhen.

"It's you!"

It is very unexpected to see the trueness of Zi Yan.

In the eyes of Zi Yan, the cold light flashed and flew straight forward, and the magic knife was in hand.

"court death!"

Guan Zhen shouted, and the realm of the six-star Holy Spirit erupted, and a horrible atmosphere appeared.

The purple face is expressionless, the magic knife is squirted, and a knife-like arc is swayed toward the front.

Guan Zhenyi boxed out, the horror of the volatility spread out.

The knife was broken, and the Guan really flew nearly a hundred feet. He looked at the purple with amazement. "Are you breaking through?"

Zi Yan said coldly: "Just broke through!"

Breaking into the four-star, he is not struggling to fight the six-star.

The purple scorpion that rushed forward used the realm of four stars plus three forces, and a record of the holy thunder.

The power of the Thunder burst open, and instantly drowned the Guanzhen. The defense of the surface was broken and the hemoptysis flew out.

Guan Zhen's face is extremely ugly. Although he is a six-star holy spirit, he is not good at fighting. At this moment, he is obviously suppressed by the purple.

Looking at the purple singer who rushed again, he shouted, "You are looking for death!"

The purple enamel is approaching, the second fist is under the arm, the space is twisted, and the horror is thundering.

Guan Zhen hands clenched into a fist, crossed the crossbar, and the thunder light rushed out from the body to form a defense.

Against the surface, there are countless lines that illuminate.

This is the defense technique of the Lei people.

The purple scorpion boxing is unabated, and the fist slams down.

Guan Zhen’s defense was broken, and the body crashed back and coughed again.

The four-star purple scorpion, the pressure of the six stars.

"The blood of the Holy Spirit!"

In the face of such a powerful purple, Guan Zhen was shocked and angry, and now finally understands why the two killed a Samsung, even more expensive.

From his eyes, he shot a ray of light and landed on the purple sable.

At the same time, Guan Zhen began to seal.

The sable scented the blood in the body and began to boil, feeling a discomfort.

His face can't help but change.

The feeling of boiling is becoming more and more obvious, like a flame burning in the blood.

Looking at the purple eyes that changed his face, Guan Zhen smiled coldly and said: "This is my special means, even if you don't touch with you, you can kill you."

Guan Zhen is not good at fighting. Among the core disciples, the ranking of combat power is very backward, but people who know Guan are clear that they can never be measured with simple combat power.

His special technique can not only be traced, but also has its own unique means to kill people in the air.

The blood of the sable is flowing at high speed, and the power in the blood is in a state of disorder, which will break through the body at any time.

The purple scorpion uses the sacred refining technique and wants to control the body, but finds that the effect is not great, but it is self-defeating.

It seems that the means of turning off the truth is obvious for those who have physical strength.

"Hey, the genius of my death is countless, even the core disciples have it, but it is as powerful as you, or the first one."

Guan Zhen’s face is very proud.

His face was red, like a flame of purple, suddenly staring at Guan Zhen said: "You... this is a martial arts?"

Guan Zhen proudly smiles, "That is natural!"

On the painful face of Zi Yan, there was a strange quirk.

The next moment, in his eyes, there is also light shining.

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The feeling of discomfort disappeared in an instant, and the body of the purple cicada disappeared from the place.

Guan Zhen’s eyes disappeared, and the fine light re-emerged, still proud.

He saw a light of practice and swept toward the front.

"this is……?"