Chapter 772 Bloody River

The golden light hasn't disappeared yet, just because its real target is actually Wang Sheng, the owner of the palm, and its real power hasn't exploded yet, and it becomes close to Wang Sheng in an instant. Wang Sheng's brows are cold, as if he has been shot.

But he roared all his life, got rid of the illusion, and waved the golden arrow in his hand, touching the golden light!

Chi!

The golden light is scattered like sparks. A dark golden light in the sparks flickered and then hit Wang Sheng's eyebrows. Wang Sheng took a step back and stepped into the void. In the space where Zixiao Palace is located, waves of shocks were also set off. Ripples, Wang Sheng let out a muffled snort, his body paused, and there was a prickly pain between his brows, a little black oozing out, it was his blood, and the inside of his brain seemed to be stirred together, turning into a ball of pulp Mud, and the arrow of destruction spread from the brain to the whole body, and countless dense black spots appeared on the body in an instant, as if the body collapsed.

But the golden light finally broke, and Wang Sheng's palm couldn't help shaking. This arrow was much stronger than the one in the testing space, but it was exactly the same, it was shot by the same bow, and the arrow's intention, he I never imagined that there is the same second bow in the world, which can shoot such an arrow.

The dim golden arrow in his hand was also trembling, but it was safe and sound, without the slightest damage. Wang Sheng's eyes flickered. This arrow might have a special connection with that divine bow, or it might be a special arrow of that divine bow. It's not the same arrow pulling, he still needs a lot of effort.

"Immortal Emperor, what other means do you have!" Wang Sheng took a deep breath, retracted the arrow, and at the same time, the numerous bleeding spots on his body were disappearing. A severe brain injury was not a fatal injury to him, but a physical collapse. Let him directly become seriously injured, but even so, Wang Sheng is not worried. On the contrary, his body began to heal when he was a little strange. After his body evolved to the current peak, he was only one step away from completing the qualitative change At this time, there seems to be some special changes in the body, which are important blood essence for the saint, he doesn't seem to care, he can be reborn in an instant.

But at this moment, Wang Seng's body has healed, and the cracks on the palms reflected by the shaking have also begun to disappear. Only the wound left by the golden arrow in the center is glowing with a pale golden luster, which cannot be healed. Even if the palm is healed, Still falling heavily, the big palm was weakened by a lot of strength after all. Wang Sheng roared, his spine shook, and a force came from the soles of his feet straight to the palm, and the strength increased again. big.

In the eyes of the Immortal Emperor, the sky-like palm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the pressure was even heavier. Even the small hole pierced by the golden arrow was covered by a black liquid membrane. , Let this palm become perfect again, he is still a creature in the palm world, still an ant creature trying to resist the world.

The breath around the Immortal Emperor's body was hot, and the air wave that swayed again turned into high temperature and melted around him. The Immortal Emperor's face was solemn and unaffected. He stretched out his finger and slowly tapped the holy blood of the third place. Become blood red!

Then, with the blood-red holy blood as the center, the whole world became blood-red, as if they had come to a world of slaughter. The bloody bones of countless creatures seemed to be paving the way under their feet. On the countless bones, a tall throne was suspended, and a shadow slowly emerged. , when there was no more safety, a drop of blood-red blood appeared straight on the forehead of this figure.

Behind this figure, behind this throne, there is a willow tree that stretches to the sky, like a world tree that connects time and heaven and earth. The figure slowly raised its head, "You, don't regret it!"

The Immortal Emperor was silent, and nodded slowly, "Help me once, and you and I will buy and sell, and if you do your best, I owe you a favor."

The figure's voice was illusory, as old as the giant summoned by a big drop of holy blood, it seemed to have survived from a distant time to the present, and this sense of time was heavier than this world.

"Favour? It doesn't matter, this level is not easy for you!" The blood-red figure looked up, and then saw Wang Sheng through the palm of his hand, his eyes flashed solemnly.

The Immortal Emperor said in a deep voice: "Shoot quickly!~"

Chi!

After his words fell, a river of blood rose from the blood-colored world below, from the figure, and from the willow tree behind him. The time that this world couldn't feel before began to flow slowly, and it appeared in the holy world, and the difference was directly distinguished. Coming from a different time, the Immortal Emperor suddenly turned his gaze, and suddenly realized, "It turns out that it is like this, girl Chuchu, you traveled across time to find this sage. From this point of view, a future of this sage seems to have succeeded!"

The Lord of the Sword Palace didn't say a word, and wasn't surprised by all of this, his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was saving another sword, but at this moment he suddenly said, "No, you failed!"

Unexpectedly, she did not object to what the Emperor said, but only mocked the fact that she seemed to know.

"This sage has failed!" The Immortal Emperor thought thoughtfully, "From this point of view, this sage's future also has multiple endings, but it doesn't matter, this sage is this sage, what the future holds, anyone can have the confidence to change it. "

The Lord of the Sword Palace shook her head Chu Chu, but she didn't say anything. There are two layers of time between her and the Immortal Emperor, and she couldn't see it before, but in this bloody world, after the appearance of the bloody river, all time seems to be blocked. Straighten out, it's all clear.

When the willow tree appeared, Wang Sheng's heart was already shocked. After the river appeared, his heart sank even more, the river of time! And deprived of the bloody aura on his body, plus the willow tree, he can almost be sure that the figure on the throne is probably the Taoist Yangliu, who has expressed goodwill to him in the past, but at this time But stood opposite the Immortal Emperor and shot at him!

Is it a problem of time memory, or something wrong with Yangliu Blade itself.

The moment this figure appeared, the space where Zixiao Palace was located vibrated, and a looming cold snort sounded in Wang Sheng's ears. This voice was so familiar, it was the voice he heard in the past, from the past. The master who stared at him in time, the master of Zixiao Palace, Taoist Yupan!

The long bloody river did not stop because of heavy responsibilities, and blocked a meandering flow in the air. It has turned into a blood dragon and slammed into the exuberant black palm!

boom! The world shattered, and the black palm exploded into countless black fragments, followed by a muffled groan!