Chapter 971 Execution

As the sound spread, the roar in the sky spread in all directions.

Ten miles away, the mist billowed, dragons and snakes danced, the color of the sky changed, and a blood dragon shrank into an inch, rushing towards here.

"This... Daoyun? Dantian Huahu, this is the Venerable!" He Jian's eyes narrowed slightly, his face extremely solemn.

The boulder in Dong Ruyu's heart finally fell to the ground, and he breathed a long sigh of relief in secret. His expression was extremely ruthless, and he paused every word, saying: "Hahaha, how dare you chase after the young master of this blood dragon? Today, I want you to die! No But you, including your relatives, friends, women, and even everyone who has intersected with you, cannot escape, I want to let you know what hell is!"

Blood was dripping from the corner of its mouth, but the venom in its words was getting higher and higher.

Hearing this, Ouyang Ming's eyes were filled with blood mist. The killing intent in his heart was already intense to the extreme.

He Jian let out a breath of cold air, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yu, take a step back, the Venerable Blood Flood Dragon will be able to get here in a few breaths at most. When he comes, even if we want to escape It's not easy." He chased and killed Dong Ruyu all the way, and he naturally understood that the strength of the blood dragon young master should not be underestimated, and there are many ways to save his life, which are not easy to solve.

Ouyang Ming shook his head, his body concentrated.

With a long cry, he said, "Retire? Why do you have to retreat? The damned are not dead, so I can't retreat! People are born equal, so why should those people be raised in captivity by foreign races and harvested like wheat?"

Before the voice dissipated, he sank his weight, turned into a white horse and rushed towards Dong Ruyu.

He wanted to kill him by force, in front of His Holiness.

Cultivators are seeking good luck between life and death. When things happen, they look forward and backward, and shrink back. How can they talk about the way and longevity?

"Go to hell!" He turned his wrist, and the blood gun Longtu was already tightly clenched by five fingers.

The blood flowed, and countless strange runes flowed, stabbing downwards suddenly.

Dong Ruyu's eyes were full of ridicule and resentment, the interspatial bag lit up again, a blood jade flew out, and grew in the wind, turning into a blood lion seven or eight feet tall, with indifferent eyes and surging breath, and suppressed it towards Ouyang Ming come. The sky was suddenly quiet, and around it, countless cyclones were born and then died, and after they died, they were born again, chaotic. It's hard to describe it in words, if it's just that, it's fine, even the spiritual energy within a radius of tens of feet was sucked by the blood lion and swallowed.

Then he opened his mouth to spit it out, and it turned into an incomparably white silk thread, covering Ouyang Ming, preventing him from chasing.

And Dong Ruyu didn't even turn his head, and moved away even faster.

As for He Jian, he sighed heavily and rushed over, thinking to himself, young and frivolous! Even so, the admiration in his eyes was undisguised.

Flicking his wrist, swiping his sleeves forward, his spiritual power was transported to the three-foot green front, and with a flash of cold light, he swung towards the blood lion.

Countless waves of sword energy shook out like stars, scattered and scattered, stained with a gorgeous and charming halo, and scattered the white silk thread with a blast.

"Senior He's sword practice is really extraordinary." Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up!

Before the words fell, the spear in his hand turned back and drew a perfect circular arc with his bare hands.

An extremely sharp gun light was drawn in the sky, and half of the sky lit up!

"Cut!" The voice was chilling,

After Ouyang Ming snorted coldly, the aura in his dantian poured into this arc recklessly, and the speed of this spear light increased so much that the naked eye could not catch it.

"Boom..." The world roared, and the blood lion was completely reduced to powder at the touch.

This is the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer, and this is Ouyang Ming's current strength. Every single strike is tainted with the might of the world.

But because of the obstruction of the blood lion, the distance between Ouyang Ming and Dong Ruyu was opened again.

The mist billowed ten kilometers away, setting off a light curtain tens of feet high, with a shocking killing intent, and the majestic pressure fell directly from the sky, like a mountain, pressing heavily on Ouyang Ming's shoulders. You can even see a big man with a dragon head stepping on the light curtain and rushing over quickly.

Dong Chenyu's face was gloomy, his brows were about to drip water.

The anger in his heart has reached the extreme, and it is enough to chase and kill the young master of the Blood Flood Dragon Clan. After these two people heard their roar, they didn't hold back. Is this simply not paying attention to the Blood Flood Dragon Clan? The mist was emitted from his pores, and the speed was even faster, and his eyes were extremely scarlet. He made up his mind that he must capture these two people back into the clan, make their lives worse than death, use their skins to light sky lanterns, draw out their souls, blend them into the wicks and burn them day and night, so as to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

Ouyang Ming glanced into the distance, Dong Chenyu's figure was just a black spot.

"Three breaths, three more breaths!" He counted the time and knew in his heart that when the venerable came, it would be as difficult as going to heaven to kill Dong Ruyu.

Silver teeth bit it with a "click", took out the Xuedun belt, raised his hand and patted it lightly, and let out a low growl in his heart, Xuedun!

Before the voice fell, the Xuedun belt emitted a dazzling red light, and a gorgeous arc shot out, completely tearing the gray sky apart, and rushed straight towards Dongruyu.

Because the speed is too fast, the space is squeezed towards Ouyang Ming, but now his cultivation base has stepped into the high level of the spirit, and it is no longer what it used to be. He just feels a little uncomfortable and has adapted.

Dong Ruyu's mental strength felt this scene, and his face changed drastically.

He was terrified in his heart, he never expected that Ouyang Ming would be so resolute in order to kill himself, that he would not hesitate to use the technique of blood escape.

He roared loudly: "Father, save me!" The voice was extremely urgent. He had seen Ouyang Ming perform the dragon and phoenix cry before, and he couldn't stop that level of power.

Dong Chenyu's eyes were about to burst, he exploded his body speed to the extreme, and roared angrily: "Zhuzi dare!"

While speaking, clasp the right hand and the left hand, and put the two hands together, like the evolution of ten thousand realms, the Danhu Lake is completely boiling, the spiritual energy in the tendons is mobilized to the extreme, pushing it outward, and at the same time spurting out a mouthful of blood, roaring: "With me Essence and blood sacrifice, please come down from the ancient blood dragon and kill this enemy!" He knew in his heart that he would need at least two breaths to rush over, and Dong Ruyu would definitely not be able to delay this time, so he chose to shoot from the air.

Dong Chenyu was certain in his heart that this blow would surely knock the boy with the gun out of his wits.

Because only the Venerable can contend against the Venerable!

Under the echo of this voice, the sky changed in vain, and a strong wind blew.

The sky was dark, and countless blood mist appeared out of thin air, and immediately after, a blood dragon that was tens of feet long turned into a bloody light and suddenly appeared.

The moment the blood flood dragon appeared, the sand, stone, blood mist, sky, earth, and even Ouyang Ming, who performed the blood escape technique, froze for a moment, as if a power beyond common sense had appeared. At the same time, a desolate aura came across from the ancient times, completely filling the sky.

The blood dragon spit out a mouthful of blood mist, its eyes were extremely proud, and it swallowed towards Ouyang Ming as if teleporting.

All the time added up is worth a breath.

He Jian's complexion changed drastically, his breath became short of breath, and he said, "Back, back quickly! This is the power of a venerable, even if you are very talented, you can't stop it!" Even Xiao Lan's small face on He Jian's back is full of Yibai, a hint of worry flashed through his numb and bewildered pupils, but it faded away in an instant, and the original deep color returned, staring blankly at this gray world.

"Retreat?" Ouyang Ming shook his head.

"I don't want to retreat, let alone retreat! One step at a time, one step at a time! If I retreat today, I will have to retreat tomorrow! I don't even have the courage to make a single move against an ordinary venerable, so why are you talking about destroying alien races?" , What are you talking about against the great catastrophe? If the heart of the Tao is stained with the spirit of retreating, and if you suppress your beliefs and persistence, then in this life, you will be farther and farther away from the Dao, so I will not retreat!" With his thoughts together, he only felt that his mind was clear, and the turbidity in his body and mind was completely dissipated.

The fire of the phoenix in the body is burning fiercely, the blood in the veins and the spiritual energy in the dantian are all boiling.

The blood in every pore is burning, never dying.

With a flash of red in his eyes, he looked up to the sky and roared: "Head, give me the power of devouring!"

As soon as the voice fell, a strangely shaped head popped out suddenly. Its eyes were black and red, like lanterns hanging on two eaves. There was an ear-piercing sound, and a sudden burst of devouring power, this is a kind of overbearing that sucks everything in the world, and the whole head is like turning into a mysterious black hole.

With the head as the core, countless spiritual powers and energies were sucked into it, and quickly collapsed.

This blood dragon seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, there was no trace of arrogance in its eyes, it was full of shock.

Struggling, wanting to go away, but the devouring force emanating from the head's mouth is too powerful to be stopped.

In less than a breath, the blood flood dragon from ancient times was completely devoured, not even a trace of energy remained.

As if his head was full, he let out a mouthful of stale air and belched.

Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, how could he let it go?

With a flash of his figure, the blood gun Long Tu's radiance shone brightly, aiming at Dong Ruyu's chest and blasting away.

The scales on Dong Ruyu's body were dim, and her eyes were terrified, as if seeing a devil from hell, the last trace of courage in her heart had been completely dissipated by fright, how could she stop it?

He could only roar miserably, and said: "No, I don't want to die!" He backed away in a hurry, forgetting even the talisman to activate his body.

I feel extremely regretful in my heart, why? Why provoke this evil star?

If he had known that the result would be like this, even if he borrowed ten courage from him, he would not go out.

It's a pity that there is everything in this world, but there is no medicine for regret.

"Crack!" With the sound of flesh and blood being ripped open, the blood gun Longtu had already pierced Dong Ruyu's heart, and a counter-shock force erupted, shattering all its viscera, with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and there was a "bang" , fell from the sky.

Young Master Blood Flood Dragon——Death! ...

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