Chapter 2410 The Blood Divine Beast Advances

However, when the strong wind swept away the ancient clear pines.

Stab~~~

The sword light flashed through the strong wind.

With a crisp sound, half of the body fell from the sky.

It clearly belongs to Gu Qingsong.

"ah!!"

"Damn you bastard, I'm going to kill you!"

The wind roared deep in the sky, and at the same time, the miserable howl of the ancient clear pine trees was heard.

No matter who it is, having a small part of the body cut off is a serious injury.

Although a saint-level being can regenerate a broken limb, even if he can recover from such a serious injury, it is impossible to reach his peak all at once.

What's more, the attacker would not give him this chance to recover.

At this moment, a young man in black emerged from the sea, holding a black knife high in his hand.

Buzz~~buzz~~

In the sky, big stars shine.

The next moment, it turned into an incomparable sword light and went straight towards the howling wind.

"Cheng Feng! Is it you, you damn little beast?"

The moment he saw the young man in black, Gu Qingsong recognized the culprit who attacked him.

The anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

"Haha, it's me!"

While attacking and killing, Cheng Feng said: "I have said before that those who kill will always be killed!"

"Since you want my life, I'll kill you first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the terrifying sword light hit the strong wind.

However, the strong wind was somewhat weak.

After being struck by the sword light, he deformed slightly and returned to his original shape.

"Hehe~~~"

Gu Qingsong sneered: "Little beast, don't waste your efforts."

"This strong wind is a god-level ninth-grade painting, and it is difficult for the Nine-marked True Saint to destroy it."

"Although you have some strength, it will take at least half a day to destroy this painting."

"By then, I will definitely have returned to the top, and I will definitely make sure you die without a burial place!"

"A ninth-grade god-level painting?"

Cheng Feng smiled coldly: "Gu Qingsong, if this is all you rely on, then you can go die!"

"Because this god-level painting can be destroyed by me in seconds!"

"Arrogant! Just you?"

Gu Qingsong scoffed coldly, not believing it at all.

"That's right, just me!"

Cheng Feng replied lightly and waved his hand to open the Picture of Ten Thousand Swords.

Roar! !

With a loud roar.

A ferocious explosive beast that was as big as a small mountain and covered with barbs flew out of the Ten Thousand Swords Picture.

This explosive beast was steaming with evil energy, its mouth was wide open, and its two rows of teeth were intertwined like swords, shining with a frightening cold light.

It was the blood beast that was thrown into the Ten Thousand Swords Map by Cheng Feng and devoured the corpse of the Tiansha Whale.

"A heavenly first-grade mid-level monster?"

Seeing the blood beast, Gu Qingsong sneered: "The strength of this beast is at most comparable to a true saint with five or six lines."

"You want to use it to kill me? What a dream!"

"Gu Qingsong, the combat power of this monster of mine is more than five or six lines."

Cheng Feng said calmly: "Besides, I'm not letting it deal with you, but I'm going to use the catastrophe it causes to kill you!"

The Tiansha whale is the overlord of the sea.

The blood beast swallowed a Tiansha whale and absorbed the opponent's flesh and blood essence, and its level soared rapidly.

At this moment, he has completely rushed from the earth level to the heaven level.

As for what level you can finally reach, you still need to go through a catastrophe.

Only by withstanding the baptism of the heavenly tribulation can the blood beast become a truly heaven-level beast.

Cheng Feng released it from the Ten Thousand Swords Map because he wanted to use the blood divine beast's catastrophe to counterattack Gu Qingsong.

Anyway, the blood beast will have to overcome the tribulation sooner or later. If he can pull Gu Qingsong along during the tribulation.

Even if Gu Qingsong could withstand it, his strength would be greatly reduced.

At that time, Cheng Feng would add another touch of damage, and it would be difficult for him to die even if he didn't want to!

"Heavenly tribulation?"

"Fuck, you little beast wants to use the power of heavenly calamity to kill me!"

As the dark clouds rolled in the sky, terrifying thunder and lightning occurred.

Gu Qingsong instantly understood Cheng Feng's intention, and his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

As for Cheng Feng, he was too lazy to pay attention.

He ordered the blood beast and stepped back.

Roar! !

The blood beast roared, locked onto the violent wind in the sky, and charged forward.

At the same time, it also attracted thunder from all over the sky, bombarding the ancient clear pines in the strong wind.

"Damn beast, get out of here!"

Seeing this scene, Gu Qingsong was furious.

He grabbed the broken fishing rod with one hand and stabbed it towards the blood beast.

Although Gu Qingsong was severely injured, his strength was still astonishing.

The broken fishing rod turned into a dragon spear in his hands.

It poked out from the strong wind and struck directly between the blood beast's brows.

But the blood beast is different from the past now. Its level has reached the peak of the first-level intermediate level of the heavenly level.

Converted into a martial arts realm, it is comparable to the Seven Marks True Saint.

Two ferocious claws came forward to meet him, and actually blocked the stabbing attack of the fishing rod.

At the same time, the bloody mouth opened, clatter~~~

A breath of bone-chilling cold air spurted out of his mouth, freezing the fishing rod.

The surrounding water vapor condensed, causing hail to fall in the sky!

Not only that, the seven-marked beast tribulation began to bombard.

However, due to Gu Qingsong's intervention, Tiandao included Gu Qingsong within the bombardment range of the Heavenly Tribulation.

Heavy thunder struck down, and the strong wind formed by the ninth-grade god-level painting was riddled with holes in an instant.

Before too long, this god-level painting will become a piece of waste paper.

"Venerable Dou Li, based on your judgment, can the blood divine beast and the heavenly calamity eliminate this person?"

Cheng Feng retreated thousands of miles away and watched the battle leisurely.

Beside him, Venerable Dou Li was holding Gu Qingsong's half-body, trying his best to subdue it.

After hearing Cheng Feng's words, he said without looking back: "No."

"Oh?" Cheng Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Gu Qingsong's trump card is more than just a ninth-grade god-level painting."

Lord Dou Li said: "In his hands, he must have a top-notch treasure given by the Soldier Saint, which is enough to allow him to escape tens of thousands of miles away in an instant."

"When he reaches a desperate situation, he will use this object to escape."

Gu Qingsong is the leader of the four great generals under the command of the Bingsheng, and he is also a Nine-marked True Sage.

It is very difficult to kill such characters.

"What you said makes some sense."

Cheng Feng nodded: "However, I don't want him to leave alive!"

After saying this, Cheng Feng raised his eyes and locked eyes with Gu Qingsong.

As long as the opponent reveals a flaw, Cheng Feng's brewing Emperor Cang Sword Technique will strike with explosive force.

Boom~~~

Boom~~~

Thunder rolled in the sky, and each thunderbolt was as thick as a house.

The power is simply devastating, and can kill the Seven Marks True Saint.

Under such heavenly power, the blood beast was no longer able to cause trouble to Gu Qingsong and tried its best to resist the calamity.

As for Gu Qingsong, the situation is even more serious.

Because he 'interfered' with the Heavenly Tribulation and was taken care of by Heavenly Dao, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation reached the eighth pattern, and even slightly reached the ninth pattern.

Under such circumstances, even ninth-grade god-level paintings can no longer bear it.

Not long after, the strong wind created by the ninth-grade god-level painting began to weaken, and the power of the painting method was about to be exhausted.

At this time, Gu Qingsong managed to regain his body with the help of the power of the sacred pattern. But it was just an illusion, and he was still seriously injured.