Chapter 77 Full battle power!This sword, as a master, should cut against the golden core of martial
Chapter 77 Full battle power!This sword, as a master, should cut against the golden core of martial
"Humph!"
A flash of anger flashed in Qin Ge's eyes, and he snorted coldly.
Ignoring the blood-haired old man, he cast his cold gaze on Zhong Changsheng.
At this time, he didn't know that in the short time just now, the body of the 'Wang Boping' in front of him had undergone earth-shaking changes.
If Zhong Changsheng was somewhat afraid of Qin Ge before, now he is not afraid at all!
"I just thought you understood the true meaning of martial arts, but I didn't expect you to have quietly broken through to the golden core of martial arts. Wang Boping, you are really good at it!"
In his opinion, only those who are also Martial Dao Golden Cores and whose martial arts true meaning is not weaker than the blood-transforming true meaning can use their own martial arts true meaning to protect their body against their own [Blood Transforming True Intent].
Other than that, there is no other way to go.
"But don't be complacent!"
Qin Ge said coldly: "I made a move just now, but it's just a small test, let's weigh your details."
"My blood-transforming divine light has not been cultivated to the depths!"
"Since you have become a golden elixir of martial arts, then I will let you truly experience it, my 【Blood Transforming God Palm】!"
Before the words fell, Qin Ge had already slapped him with a palm!
In the Tianzi area, this time, the blood mist that was thick to the point of stickiness gathered more than half of it in Qin Ge's palm almost instantly.
Endless blood energy condensed in his palm, turning into a pool of stinky blood, pouring down towards Zhong Changsheng overwhelmingly!
He spoke repeatedly, but Zhong Changsheng turned a deaf ear to him and turned a blind eye to it, which had already made him extremely angry.
Take action at this time, but there is no reservation!
The pool of blood surged, covering almost all areas that Zhong Changsheng could dodge.
This palm, 'Wang Boping' cannot avoid it!
But Qin Ge didn't know that after signing in from him, Zhong Changsheng's attention was always on the blood-haired old man next to him.
Although he didn't know why the blood-haired old man chose to stand by and not join forces with Qin Ge to kill him.
However, both perception and instinct told him that the blood-haired old man sitting cross-legged not far away was the one who threatened him the most right now.
But at this moment, Qin Ge's all-out attack finally drew his attention back.
The pool of blood in front of him surged, and the palm of Huaxue, driven by the true intention of Huaxue, showed the power that should be in the realm of martial arts golden core.
That was a terrifying blow that was several times stronger than Chao Zhiming's!
"Since you are in a hurry to die, then I will fulfill you!"
Zhong Changsheng's eyes sharpened.
Although I don't know when the blood-haired old man will make a move, but since he is still watching, he will make a move with all his strength to kill Qin Ge's clone!
The black magic lines that had faded slowly after the fight just now covered Zhong Changsheng's body again!
An extremely mysterious and evil aura spread from those lines.
The power in Zhong Changsheng's body increased tenfold at this time!
A strand of jet-black long hair on the sideburns seems to be dyed with a layer of winding gray lines, hanging down obliquely, bringing a sense of mystery and evil to the upright face of 'Wang Boping'.
Earth-level supernatural powers - demon transformation!
At the same time, Zhong Changsheng's mind moved slightly, and the more than [-] giant elephant particles in his body roared violently.
The supreme skill——the God Elephant Suppressing Prison Skill!
In the next instant, his whole body's temperament changed, as if thousands of primordial elephants were galloping past the earth.
A heavy aura of the ancient prehistoric rushes towards the face, as if Mount Tai is crushing the top, the five mountains are collapsing, and the vast and ancient aura envelopes the whole body.
The true meaning of martial arts—the true meaning of the ancient giant elephant!
Blessing!
Immediately afterwards, Zhong Changsheng drew out his long knife, and the aura on his body changed again!
In an instant, there was a gloomy wind blowing in the heavenly prison, and the temperature kept dropping.
Layers of frost quietly formed on the black iron cage.
The blood that was constantly flowing on the ground solidified into ice almost instantly, turning the ground into frost red!
In the surrounding space, there seemed to be endless ghosts and ghosts wandering, and the ghosts howled, making people feel as if they were suddenly in the evil ghosts of the underworld!
Indistinctly, there were even more miserable cries, and endless skinny ghost claws surged up from all directions!
The true meaning of martial arts——Purgatory Sword Intent!
Blessing!
The cold atmosphere has not yet dissipated, and a breath like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood has rushed towards his face.
Qin Ge only felt that he was in a familiar sea of blood, and the boundless wave of blood rushed towards him!
The true meaning of martial arts—the true meaning of turning blood!
Blessing!
The aura on 'Wang Boping' changed several times in an instant, and returned to calm in the next instant.
The true meaning of martial arts—the true meaning of the phantom dragon's breathing!
Blessing!
This made Qin Ge feel a little dazed for a moment, and felt that the moment just now was like a dream.
After all, in his opinion, it is impossible for a mere existence of the Golden Core of Martial Dao to master so many true meanings of Martial Dao!
Even my master couldn't do it when he was at the Golden Core of Martial Dao!
But soon, alarm bells rang in Qin Ge's heart.
"No, as a martial arts golden core, it is impossible to have hallucinations!"
"This Wang Boping is by no means simple!"
Qin Ge didn't dare to be careless again, so he immediately shouted and raised his hands high.
The blood-colored divine light spread out in clusters of light on his hands, and instantly opened a light net, capturing all the sticky blood mist in the third layer of hell!
"Blood sea Taotao!"
"It's bloody!"
Every move of the Blood-Transforming God's Palm, surrounded by violent blood light, turned into blood-colored waves and rushed straight to Zhong Changsheng!
"Wang Boping, die for me!"
This time, Qin Ge no longer had any reservations, and used the most extreme power of his avatar, intending to use this to kill Zhong Changsheng completely!
Not far away, the blood-haired old man who was still sitting cross-legged shook his head with a faint smile.
The contempt in his eyes flashed away, and he didn't know whether he was mocking Zhong Changsheng's disguised 'Wang Boping', or His Royal Highness the Holy Son of the Blood Sacred Sect.
The vast sea of blood almost covered the area for half a day.
Like a wave of blood that destroys the world, it rushes from all directions, and there is no omission in any direction!
"Boy, this time, I don't believe you can still live!"
Seeing the body of 'Wang Boping' being submerged in the vast sea of blood, Qin Ge's thin lips curled into a ferocious curve.
However, that arc quickly dissipated.
"laugh!"
"Chichi!"
Accompanied by the sound of silk tearing, the majestic sea of blood quickly parted, and a majestic sword light as black as ink broke through the endless blood-colored waves, like Yan Mo swinging a sword, and fell on Qin Ge in an instant!
boom!
Seeing that Qin Ge's avatar was about to be chopped into pieces with a single blow, an illusory blood-colored robe suddenly bulged on top of that avatar!
The robe collided with the sword light, and it only persisted for half an instant before it shattered!
The violent knife light pierced through the shattered illusory robe, and fell straight on Qin Ge's body!
Puff puff!
I saw that Qin Ge's body burst out with blood, spraying all over the ground, his body was cut off dozens of meters like a broken sack, lying on the ground, he did not know whether he was alive or dead!
Zhong Changsheng put away his saber and stood up, his mind slightly settled.
In the first battle just now, although he shot decisively and fiercely, he did not hesitate in the slightest when he shot with all his strength.
But during the whole battle, he kept his mind divided, guarding against the blood-haired old man.
Fortunately, he just sat on the sidelines and watched the whole process with interest, without any intention of helping.
From Zhong Changsheng's point of view, it was clear that the relationship between the blood-haired old man and the Blood God Demon Sect did not seem to be that harmonious.
It's not like a friend in the general sense, but rather a cooperative or transactional relationship.
As for Qin Ge's failure, the blood-haired old man didn't seem to be unhappy at all.
In a way, it's more like it was intentional!
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